Witch's Scarlet Game

Morning, in the classroom.

Ming pressed his temples with his fingers.

He didn't sleep all night last night. If Luna hadn't used eye cream to cover his dark circles, the headline of today's school newspaper would have been - "The ultimate national treasure: Panda Pluto!"

Ming looked at the empty seats next to him and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Yue won’t come to school?

It was almost time for class, but Yue didn't come, and Luo didn't come either. The two of them...stop it! Ming knocked on his forehead. At this time, he shouldn't be thinking nonsense.

"Brother, are you asking for leave today?" Die asked curiously.

Luna hurriedly touched Die with her elbow, gave her a look, and told her not to ask.

Yesterday, Ming acted strangely when he came back to his room. He didn't speak or get angry. He only ate a little bit of dinner and then ran away. He stayed in the studio all night without seeing anyone.

While Ming was going to the bathroom, Luna quietly ran to see what he was doing.

What is painted on the drawing board is the face of the moon.

This is not surprising, but what is strange is that her eyes are full of melancholy, which makes Luna's heart tighten. She has always been optimistic and cheerful after knowing Yue for so long, and she has never seen her show such a sad expression.

And to be able to draw such an expression, Ming's heart must be in pain.

During the day, something must have happened to Ming and Yue!

Die looked at Luna with some worry. Could this matter be related to grandma's attitude last time?

My brother didn't say a word at that time, and took Yue with him and left. Grandma, who walked down the stairs slowly and unhurriedly, seemed to have something on her mind, but she never mentioned it to her family.

No, she had to ask. Even if grandma didn't say anything, she would find a way to force her to say it.

Intuition told Die that this matter was not as simple as she imagined!

…

A secluded corner of St. Mary's.

"Wha, what?!" Die's hand held the phone tightly, trembling a little, and she opened her mouth in disbelief, "Grandma, I heard you tell many stories when I was a child. I don't want to hear stories today, I want to hear things.

the truth!"

"Die'er, this is the truth of the matter." Ling Xinmiao said calmly. That calmness was in sharp contrast to Die's excitement.

"No, no, no, it must not be true. How could I be a devil..." Die suddenly covered her mouth, looked around to see if any classmates were passing by, lowered her voice and continued, "Grandma, this is too bizarre, I, I

I can’t digest it yet, I’ll talk to you later.”

After that, Die hung up the phone.

She sighed deeply and looked up at the blue sky, but her mood could not be relaxed. Knowing her identity in this way was really hard to accept for a while. Even now, she still suspected that she was her grandmother.

Playing with myself.

But Die, who gradually calmed down, discovered a problem - her Qing Gong.

Back then, when she was young, she easily learned Qing Kung. That kind of skill that only appeared in martial arts novels could be mastered by a little girl with yellow hair. Is it really possible?

That should be attributed to his demon gene.

I remember that in that fatal basketball game, Yue flew from the audience and rushed to the basket. The distance was at least ten meters, and his body was always about 4 or 5 meters above the ground! How could an ordinary person be like Yue?

Complete such an action?

However, she knew that she could punish Yudie.

Not because of anything else, just because she and Yue are both members of the demon clan!