Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

Zhang Wei boasted a bit, seeing that he didn't attract the girls' attention.

While secretly sighing that he is a potential stock that has not been discovered by others, he opened his mouth to express the judgment in his heart.

"I feel that the level should not be high!"

"Before, my dad took me to have dinner with a sixth-sequence disaster-level spirit master!"

"Even ordinary people like us can feel a frightening aura emanating from these powerful spirit masters!"

"At that time, I felt that after the whole dinner, the clothes on my back were soaked in cold sweat, and I didn't even dare to speak out loud!"

"My dad stayed with me the whole time and dealt with it carefully!"

"But this big brother doesn't have the kind of aura that would emanate from a powerful spirit master. I guess the level sequence should not be very high!"

The girls around me are just at the age when they are in junior high school and like fantasy and romance.

At this moment, everyone heard what Zhang Wei said. Although they all knew that Zhang Wei was a little out of character, there was some truth in what he said.

Thinking of this, they also nodded in agreement.

The nympho girl from before continued to say excitedly: "This is just right!"

"The level strength is too high, and there is a gap with our old class!"

"That handsome guy is so young, it looks like he just joined the Demon Elimination Bureau not long ago!"

"I got to know our teacher Ji when I struggled at the bottom and got to know us by accident!"

"Then, support each other with Mr. Ji, work hand in hand, never give up, and step by step become a big man like the director of the Demon City's Demon Elimination Bureau!"

"Proper protagonist template!"

The other girls heard the nymphomaniac's "prediction" again, although they looked helpless, they all listened with gusto and longed for it.

At this moment, the nympho girl suddenly shouted in surprise.

"Look, look quickly!"

"Teacher Ji has passed by!"

"Our old class is going to take the initiative to launch an offensive!"

The boys and girls in the class, as well as other students, all heard the voice of the nymphomaniac.

Everyone came over excitedly, gathered together, and watched from afar.

"Where, where!"

"Damn it, the old class is awesome, it's the first time to be so proactive!"

"Winter is coming soon, can spring be far behind? It seems that the spring of our old class has come earlier!"

"Come on, old class!"

"Mr. Ji, we are all your strong backing!"

"..."

One by one, the students in the class looked over here from a distance with relish.

Ji Lanqin naturally listened to the noise of his students behind him.

At that moment, her somewhat thin and tender skin couldn't hold on any longer, and two balls of blush were directly covered.

Ji Lanqin, who originally wanted to come up to say hello out of politeness, felt he was in a dilemma.

She bit her lips slightly, and looked up at Ye Fan. Seeing the latter's gentle and puzzled eyes, Ji Lanqin mustered up the courage to speak up.

"Hello, are you also here to visit the Martyrs Cemetery?"

Ye Fan shook his head slightly: "I'm here to pay homage to my comrades-in-arms and do some things by the way!"

Ji Lanqin said inwardly that it was true.

She guessed that Ye Fan, who was dressed in the uniform of the Demon Elimination Bureau, might have come to pay homage to his comrades-in-arms, but since the two of them were unfamiliar, it was not easy to ask the first sentence.

He said he came to pay homage to his comrades!

Could it be that he was also one of the spirit masters who fought on the front line when the demon capital was captured?

Ji Lanqin secretly raised his eyes to look at Ye Fan's young and handsome face, as if there were stars in his eyes, and couldn't help thinking secretly.

I was also in awe of Ye Fan in my heart.

After the magic capital was rebuilt, the list and head portraits of the martyrs who died, as well as heroic deeds, would be shown on TV every day.

The list and deeds of the surviving imperial spirit masters are also included.

These people are the heroes of the devil.

The city also set up a day of mourning for the whole city, and held a grand ceremony of mourning and remembering the heroes.

All the people in the magic city spontaneously and actively participated in it.

now,

Ji Lanqin recalled those lists, and looked at Ye Fan with admiration and kindness.

She couldn't help summoning up the courage to reach out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Ji Lanqin!"

"It's the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Shanghai, the homeroom teacher of Class One (1)!"

Ye Fan smiled gently, stretched out his hand, shook it briefly, and said, "Ye Fan!"

When the two were simply greeting each other, the thousands of student teams in front, led by their respective teachers, spread out to every corner of the square.

It seemed a little empty in front of my eyes.

The director of the Martyrs Cemetery Police Station is Xue Furong. He is in his fifties and his hair has long since turned gray.

When he was young, he made a lot of contributions to the front line of the magic city's imperial spirit masters.

After getting older, although the level and strength are still restricted to the fourth sequence, the combat power is much worse.

Before that, Xue Furong worked in the satellite cities around the Shanghai city and did not participate in the battle to defend the city.

This made him blame himself for not being able to contribute to the defense of the demon city.