Chapter 1235
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"What?"
Elephant Shengfa's expression darkened. He glared at the woman in front of him and said, "Didn't you say that there would be no problem if you were to go?"
That lady's face was pale, a pair of ruthless eyes shot out intense hatred, "This Saint has belittled Ye Qing Luo that little slut, allowing her to take advantage of the loophole!"
"Lord, Lord Saint Technique … Devil class obtained the leader position?" Si Yan Mu's expression changed slightly as he asked anxiously.
The woman acted as if someone had touched her bad luck. She grabbed the things on the table and threw them at Si Yan Mu's face, "Why didn't you tell me earlier about that little slut's ability to poison!"
Si Yan Mu did not dare to dodge.
A big palm blocked in front of Si Yan Mu.
Xiang Shengfa caught the thing that was thrown over and said calmly, "That's enough, Die. You can be angry, but … if you hurt Mumu's face, don't blame me for falling out with you."
The woman was so angry that she snorted and turned her head away.
Si Yan Mu clenched the clothes of the Elephant Holy Technique and looked at the woman lying in the haystack not far away: "If the task fails, then … what will happen to Liu Xue Yue?"
"What? Do you feel sorry for her?" The woman turned her head and sneered.
Her line of sight followed Si Yan Mu's line of sight and looked at the woman in the haystack.
Their faces were exactly the same.
Even if one looked closely, it was impossible to tell which one was the real Liu Xue Yue.
He was right.
The woman conversing with the Sacred Art of Elephant was one of the Four Sacred Arts that had disguised herself as Liu Xue Yue to participate in the inter-class competition, the Sacred Art of Butterfly.
"How, how could that be …" Si Yan Mu anxiously looked at Xiang Sheng Fa, for fear that he would misunderstand, "I hate her more than enough, how could I feel sorry for her, but … Liu Xue Yue is still of use to us."
"Heh … there won't be any left soon." The Sacred Butterfly Technique sneered and looked away. "You guys better think about how you're going to explain this to the Lord."
At the mention of their Lord, their expressions suddenly became extremely solemn.
Recently, the Imperial Palace had been harassing the Dark Coalition with the excuse of being attacked by the Dark Coalition.
Moreover because of Ye Qing Luo, the number of cultivator's souls which he had absorbed recently was getting lesser and lesser.
At this moment …
If they brought the news of their failed mission back to the dark forces …
Would the Lord directly tear their hands into pieces?
"Since when … have I ever suffered such humiliation! Ye Qing Luo that little slut! I will play her to death sooner or later! " Saint Butterfly clenched her teeth and covered her chest. "That's right, that little bitch knows how to poison people, and she's pretty good at it. If you guys have any other plans, you'd better be prepared."
…
In the dormitory.
The students who were smiling ambiguously were chased back to their rooms.
Ye Qing Luo took a look at the man behind her, "Aren't you going to settle the Imperial Palace's matters? Why did he make it look like Supreme Mo? Where's Feng? "
"I missed you." Di Mo Xuan wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and rubbed against her delicate shoulders, "Ah Feng is hiding in the dark, if you want to order him around, you can call him anytime."
Ye Qing Luo was tickled by his actions as she giggled.
Di Mo Xuan's slender fingers brushed past the strands of hair on her forehead, "You don't have to worry about the Imperial Palace, just concentrate on the competition."
Ye Qing Luo knitted her brows.
She knew that based on her current ability, even if something happened to the Imperial Palace, she wouldn't be of any help at all.
But this feeling of being isolated was something she didn't like at all.
Just as she was about to open her mouth, Di Mo Xuan's finger pressed against her pink lips.
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