Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Qiang Mo pretended not to see, and Feng Shi's face was completely cold, hehe... very good... it's best to pray that you don't run into him during training...

All the students got out of the car, but no teacher or instructor came to give instructions. A few quick-responding students quickly looked around, but they couldn't even find the shadows of the previous teachers.

Fear spread through the crowd like a virus, one after another, the students who were originally excited seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and they were all at a loss.

At this moment, the grass and gully on the side suddenly exploded, and the loud noise frightened the students who approached. Some timid girls finally couldn't stop their emotions and cried out in fear.

Qiang Mo lowered his head and glanced at Wu Qing, the latter gave Qiang Mo a reassuring look, and Nuonuo said:

"Little Momo, I have practiced it anyway."

Qiang Mo couldn't help laughing, but he didn't refute, and looked at the somewhat flustered scene in front of him.

At this time, Feng Ban stood not far away, and looked at the scene in front of him with indifference like a farce.

Suddenly, a group of people jumped out from the surrounding woods and grasses, all dressed in green camouflage uniforms, fully armed, and exuding a cold aura.

Immediately afterwards, those people rushed into the crowd, and the students suddenly panicked, looking at the people who came from out of nowhere in front of them in shock.

Qiang Mo raised his brows lightly, interesting.

Those fully equipped rushed into the group of students and began to grab one in each hand, tying the captured students with ropes, looking like a large-scale kidnapping scene.

Among these students, there are many children of big families, and they can still have a little basic self-defense.

Qiang Mo didn't know when he took Wu Qing and walked to Feng Ban's side without fear of death, put his elbow on Feng Ban's arm, stared at the latter's cool eyes, and said:

"Young Master Feng, are these instructors so idle that they don't even let freshmen go?"

Feng Shi gave Qiang Mo a cool look, and although he didn't answer, he still nodded.

A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, he seemed... not to reject the approach of the young man.

even…

And a trace of joy.

Throwing away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Feng Xun looked at a student in front of him who was still caught after struggling a few times.

The amazing thing is that when everyone saw the banishment, everyone chose to avoid it, so that a blank area was formed beside Wu Qing and Yingsu when Qiang Mo banished.

Qiang Mo glanced at a certain young master's calm eyes, a little boring.

Well, no one dares to provoke this ancestor, so what's the point of her nesting here.

Looking back at Wu Qing, there was an evil arc on the corner of his mouth:

"Xiao Wuqing, do you want to go play?"

The latter heard this, looked up at Qiang Mo dumbly, and said in a glutinous voice:

"Little Momo, the world is so beautiful, yet you are so irritable, it's not good, it's not good."

Qiang Mo chuckled lightly when he heard the words, reached out and tapped Wu Qing's forehead, turned and walked to a place with few people.

…

In the grass, a man whose face was smeared with oil paint and whose face could not be seen suddenly became excited, patted the man who was also crawling beside him, and said:

"Look, Lao Hua, that boy walked away alone!"

The man known as "Lao Hua" raised the telescope in his hand and glanced at it, then picked up the walkie-talkie set aside, and ordered: