National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

Ye Feng went back to the dormitory and found the three of them sleeping soundly.

"Don't sleep, let's discuss what to do."

The three were awakened by Ye Feng.

Li Mubai sat up and yawned.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng, I have already arranged the identity. Tomorrow we will enter Hope No. 5 Middle School to investigate. Han Yi is the security guard, Wan Tianle is the cleaner, and I am an art teacher."

"You are wise, and you know how to let me, a great hero, rest for a vacation."

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction, but who knew that Li Mubai said surprisingly: "No, brother Feng, you also have an identity, you are a transfer student in Class 2, Senior Three."

"A transfer student? I'm going to be a transfer student after the college entrance examination. You must be out of your mind."

Ye Feng couldn't help stretching out his middle finger to express his protest.

"There is no way, brother Feng, we must find a way to be inserted into the class so that we can better find the whereabouts of the demon god."

"So why should I be a student? Why not you."

"Because you weren't there when we discussed it last night."

Li Mubai showed a sly and unadulterated smile, but Ye Feng was taken aback when he heard this, and then began to exercise his muscles, preparing to teach Li Mubai this brat well today.

"Hehehe, Brother Feng, it's useless for you to beat me up. I've already reported it to the Demon Hunter Association. I'll send you my student card today. Wouldn't it be nice for you to experience high school life again?"

"I love your grandma!"

Ye Feng punched out, this punch was full of anger, hatred, and helplessness.

.....

On Monday morning, Ye Feng walked into Hope No. 5 Middle School in his school uniform.

Han Yi, who has already taken up the post of security guard, gave Ye Feng a thumbs up, and said casually: "Ye Feng, you have looked a lot younger since you put on your high school uniform."

"roll."

Ye Feng stretched out his middle finger to express his feelings, and then walked into the school. He never expected that he would dream of going back to high school.

Arriving at the door of the class, the middle-aged female head teacher had been waiting for a long time. Ye Feng confirmed at a glance that there was nothing wrong with the female head teacher, and her vitality was not taken away.

Is a normal person.

However, when he entered the class, his consciousness was swept away, but his heart skipped a beat.

Good guy, he called it a good guy.

There are forty-five students in the class, more than half of them have been emptied of vitality, and now they are just puppets operated by the demon god Ami.

And among these twenty-three people, eighteen of them are girls, and only five boys are sitting in the back row. It seems that they should be the friends Chen Mindong mentioned earlier.

"Everyone, this is Ye Feng. He has been in our school before, but he just came back recently because he is studying art."

The homeroom teacher is used to the return of art students in the second semester of the third year of senior high school. Obviously, this kind of thing often happens in their school.

The class burst into warm applause.

Chen Mindong, who was lying on the window seat in the back row, was awakened by the class teacher's voice and the applause of his classmates. He looked up and saw Ye Feng in school uniform, and he was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help but be stunned.

He must have been hallucinating.

continue to sleep.

After all, Ye Ge said that he was a college student when he booked the room that night, so how could he become his classmate.

But the next moment.

"There's an empty seat at the back of the class, I'm sorry for you."

The homeroom teacher said to Ye Feng apologetically, but Ye Feng waved his hand to express that it was okay, he just liked the seat by the window in the back row.

Because that is his hometown.

The back row is by the window, Wang's hometown.

Ye Feng sat beside Chen Mindong, who also looked at him with disbelief at this moment.

What's happening here? !

"I said we'd meet soon."

Ye Feng smiled wryly and patted Chen Mindong on the shoulder. To be honest, he originally thought that they met at school because of other identities, such as pretending to be a teacher or other school staff.

But he never expected that the way they met was at the same table.

"Brother Ye, what's the matter?"

Chen Mindong is sure that Brother Ye is definitely not a normal student, because this is really too...outrageous.

Not long ago, I met an Internet-addicted boy who played games in an Internet cafe and kept saying that he was a college student. He suddenly became your classmate and was still at the same table. No one would accept it.

"The situation..."

Ye Feng rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought, and finally said to Chen Mindong in a casual and solemn voice, "Actually, I came here to investigate those strange classmates you mentioned, and I also feel that there is something wrong with them."

Hearing this, Chen Mindong was taken aback for a moment, and then he was surprised and then grateful.

"I didn't expect Brother Ye to believe in me after only knowing me for a day. I'm so touched."

"It's good to be touched, I want to watch anime now, remember to let me out."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he took out his bluetooth earphones and put them on, then lay down on his stomach and started watching anime.

Chen Mindong: ...

In an instant, the image of Brother Ye that had just been established in his mind suddenly collapsed.

Such silky movements, at this moment Chen Mindong suddenly believed that Ye Feng was an art student who transferred back from another school normally.