Kuai Chuanzhi takes the study to wander

Chapter 102 Nine Tails 8
He thought viciously, the magic pupil between his brows was about to move.

When he fully recovered, everything followed. The temptation of the magic pupil became bigger and bigger, which made him yearn for something more and more.

It's just that his consciousness seemed to be bewitched, and he looked around at the students who were talking and laughing at Yanyan, as well as those few praised geniuses, and a longing gushed out of his heart.

That kind of thought that was about to move, like vines growing wantonly, wanted to plunder, he lowered his head to hide the growing desire in his eyes.

He also didn't notice the guarded and disgusted eyes of the teacher on the stage and the students hidden in it.

After class was over that day, Mu Lang's roommates were called to the office, and the few who came out were a little out of their wits.

They stood in the hidden corridor, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Will the teacher lie to us? Not to mention using such a ridiculous reason."

"Qixiu," the roommates murmured.

Then he gritted his teeth, "Forget it, if I really misunderstood, the big deal is that I will apologize frankly in the future. If he is really in league with the demons, then it will be considered that we have misunderstood the person."

Those who work with the devil will never forgive. They are enemies, something that the ancestors tried their best to get rid of, and something they cannot forgive and coexist with.

"You are back, I brought you food." Mu Lang said with a smile, his smile was still hearty.

The dormmates thanked him, and Mu Lang hid the greed in his eyes, "Eat quickly, go to bed after eating, there are classes in the afternoon." He turned around, with a bit of sternness in his eyes.

Qi Xiu pressed several hands, took off his glasses and quickly patted Mu Langde on the shoulder, "Mu Lang, look at my eyes, they hurt a little."

Mu Lang turned his head subconsciously, then fell into a vortex, and fell limply to the ground.

The roommate subconsciously supported him to prevent him from falling, "Qi Xiu, you are a monster!" They were a little surprised.

Qi Xiu put on his glasses, "Well, my talent is illusion, so..."

"Understood, understood." Several people nodded.

Qi Xiu packed up the food, "Let's go, let the teacher appraise it. As for him, you take it with you."

The roommates sighed and left the dormitory with Mu Lang on their backs.

In the principal's office, several teachers were there. Seeing Qi Xiu and the others coming over at this time, he hurriedly sealed off the office temporarily, "Leave it alone."

One of the teachers opened his mouth, took the food in their hands, opened it and crushed it, and black mist gushed out.

"Sure enough, I have been assimilated." The teachers' eyes became serious.

The roommate's complexion changed drastically, "Teacher, what will happen if you eat this food!"

"It will temporarily lose consciousness, and then it will be used by the magic pupil."

One of the teachers had already turned Mu Lang over, and a blue magic ball appeared in his hand, attacking between his eyebrows.

In an instant, Mu Lang opened a blood-red eye between his brows.

"Be careful!" The principal immediately separated from the background, and the teacher broke out in a cold sweat, "It is indeed a magic pupil."

Looking at Mu Lang, who was cut off, the two roommates blushed. "How could he, how could he do this!" Their eyes were full of anger and confusion.

"Such people are also a minority," the teacher patted the shoulders of the two.

The principal stepped forward, "Mr. Fu said that once the magic pupil is discovered, he will be closely monitored. I feel sorry for you guys to pretend."

As he said that, he took out a jade bottle, "Eating this will temporarily make you lose your talents for a short time, but it's fake. On the surface, you've lost your talents, but in fact you can still practice, but it's just for outsiders to see."

Several people took it, Qi Xiu ate it first, followed by his roommate, "Alright, let's take him back." Feed Mu Lang a red pill, the teacher said.

Mu Lang discovered that he could really plunder other people's talents, and as he began to emerge, he gradually became a celebrity in the school.

He enjoyed everyone's praise and was surrounded by it, the smile on his face became more and more proud.

Finally, he started to challenge those geniuses. At that time, Nan Yan was sitting on the top of the teaching building, looking at her indifferently.

I remembered that when she came, she was opposed by Chen Xun and Jiu Si.

However, after all, she is someone who has been in close contact with the magic pupil, so she can only do this matter, and she was finally persuaded.

Nine snow-white tails swayed behind her, and the golden and silver pupils exuded a faint light, and the consciousness was like a thin thread, bit by bit eating away into the magic pupils.

As Mu Lang took more pills, the magic pupils in his body became tighter, and even vaguely began to repel and backlash.

But Mu Lang was deeply involved, and had been planted with a lot of formations on his body, and there was also a pill they developed specifically to deal with the magic pupil in his body, so he didn't notice anything wrong.

The magic pupils opened at once. At this time, there was no one around Mu Lang, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Nan Yan fell from the roof and looked at the opened blood-red eyes.

Eyes filled with tyranny, indifference, malice, and distortion, Nanyan opened her white hands, and a sharp voice rang in her ears.

Nan Yan took a few steps back, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, she opened and retracted her hands, struggling with the sharp pain in her chest and the collapse of her body, and her spiritual consciousness was quickly twisted into it.

Nine Tails quickly became illusory, the golden and silver pupils flashed with a faint light, and with the sound of tearing, the magic pupils finally fell off, and the fan in Nanyan's hand flew out, wrapping the escaped magic pupils, and finally couldn't hold back a big mouthful Blood.

"Nanyan!" Chen Xun hurried over and took him into his arms, "It's all right!"

Nan Yan supported her hand, "Quickly, seal it and take it for research."

It took so long to lay out the magic pupil with great difficulty.

A few fully armed monks immediately trapped Nanyan's fan and magic pupils into the container, "Senior Nanyan, I will return the spiritual weapon to you when the time comes."

Nan Yan nodded, before she had time to say anything, she was taken away by Chen Xun.

In the laboratory, the magic pupil was placed in the middle, and it could not break through the barrier even though it struggled.

Several monks and demon clans who specialize in these researches stepped into it to study with formations engraved all over their bodies.

This is the only opportunity to observe the weakness of the demons, they must go all out, and they must not live up to their trust.

Nanyan was seriously injured that time, her nine tails almost collapsed, and Chen Xun and Jiusi held her back to recuperate.

When Mu Lang woke up, he found that he was imprisoned. He shouted, his eyes were full of fear, but no one answered.

In a blink of an eye, five years have passed, and the students who graduated from Tianfu have rushed to the front line to fight, and Mo Tong is also dying.

Several alchemists and weapon refiners took out newly refined weapons and were sent to the front line one by one.

Nan Yan took the remodeled fan and weighed it lightly, "When are you leaving?"

The magic pupil was destroyed, and it was time for them to do it.

"I'll go in a few days," Chen Xun paused, "I know I can't persuade you, the monster race left Jiu Si in charge, and the human race left Mr. Fu, just in case."

The corner of Chen Xun's mouth curled up into a smile, "And I also want to kill him with my own hands. If Chen Yi finds out, I'm afraid I can't wait to commit suicide."

(End of this chapter)