Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 164 The feeling of heartbeat

Those exorcism talismans are third-grade talismans, and one exorcism talisman is outside, worth hundreds of thousands.

Feng Ling gave away tens of millions without blinking an eye.

Feng Ling looked at the evil ghost baring its teeth and claws in mid-air, and took out a stack of talismans from her hand, chanting the incantation silently, the talismans shot away like a golden meteor in the dark night like a sharp arrow;

The talisman was pasted on the body of the evil spirits, and a burst of strong golden light erupted instantly. The figures of those evil spirits were looming, screaming in pain and cursing viciously, and were quickly purified by the talisman.

After the soldiers got the exorcism talisman, order was quickly restored. Although they were no match for the ghosts, they still stood up bravely, surrounded the freshmen, formed a protective wall, and used their flesh and blood to serve the empire. Students of the Academy fight for a chance at life.

Everyone's life is equal, but they still stood up without hesitation, just for the students of Imperial College to survive and grow up to be able to deal with more evil spirits.

The students were also grateful, one by one mustered up their courage, bravely stepped out of the protection circle, held their own weapons, and stared angrily at the dozen or so black shadows floating in the air.

Only a few students were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they hid in the protective circle tremblingly, not daring to come out.

Feng Ling stood in front of everyone, and countless people stood behind her, surrounding her. At this moment, Feng Ling was not afraid of the bitter cold wind or the strength of the enemy.

With her head up, she is thin and straight, and she is fearless, confronting the enemy!

A dozen or so black shadows floating in mid-air all looked at Feng Ling, their cold gazes were like a pool of cold water, and with just one look, they felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet.

Countless people lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to meet the dozen or so men in black robes.

Only Feng Ling, with no fear on his face, just slowly raised the sword in his hand!
Suddenly, the leading man in black robe slowly lifted his hood, revealing a bright face and that signature red hair.

Some girls in the school blushed unconsciously when they saw that face.

It looks so good!

That face was more delicate than a girl's, with skin as white as jade, shining with a faint luster under the moonlight, a pair of smiling eyes, like crescent moons, looking at Feng Ling with sparkling eyes, and said: "Little girl, we meet again. "

As soon as these words came out, many people looked at each other in blank dismay, and looked at Feng Ling suspiciously.

Does Feng Ling know the person from Death God?
Moreover, judging by the familiar tone of the young man, the two are very familiar?
Seeing this, Luo Yuzhu, who was hiding behind the crowd, couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "That bitch must be a traitor, otherwise how could she be so familiar with the enemy? This sneak attack by the enemy might be a conspiracy between her and the enemy. "

Although Luo Yuzhu was a bit stupid, she was not a fool. When she said this, her voice was very low, and only Pan Yuwei beside her heard it.

But at this moment, Pan Yuwei's whole attention was on Luo Xingchen, her eyes were blurred and hot.

Luo Xingchen's appearance is exquisite and peerless, and his aura of both righteousness and evil is fatal to young girls.

Wearing that black robe on Luo Xingchen's body, not only does it not look cumbersome, but it has a kind of lazy nobility.

The long robe is grinning, the short red hair is fluttering in the wind, only the smile on the boy's face is as dazzling as the sun.

"Puff! Puff!"

Pan Yuwei blushed and looked at Luo Xingchen who was floating in the air, quietly covering her chest with one hand, her heart was beating so fast
(End of this chapter)