Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Seeing that the black energy underneath was about to disappear, the man in the black robe looked anxious, and a flying body jumped directly from the top of the altar.

At the same time, he put his hands together, and he didn't know what strange language he was speaking.

At the moment when the black-robed man landed, all the remaining black energy rushed towards the altar, and all disappeared again where they appeared.

The man in black robe looked at the three people in front of him, and asked in a sullen tone to the man who came down from the middle platform:

"How on earth do you do things?! Why did such a person bring me!!?"

Annoyed, even the honorific has been forgotten.

The man heard the change and questioning of the man in black robe, and hurriedly said:

"Sir, spare your life! The little one didn't even see these people, these people are so unusual! Please forgive the little priest for this mistake!"

The man's flattering words reached the ears of the black-robed man without a word. His expression finally eased a little, his tone softened, and he said:

"Just this time, let's not take it as an example, keep this priest on guard at all times, and see who can bring it over and who can't! Otherwise... the centenarian will probably die prematurely."

Hearing the last sentence, the man's expression became even more panic, and he continued hurriedly:

"Please rest assured, Lord Priest!"

In his tone, it was called respect, how could he still have the arrogance he had towards the old woman before?

After the man in black robe finished teaching the man, he turned his gaze back to the three of them.

Looking at a man and a woman standing in front of him, he looked inexplicably contemptuous.

His eyes turned to the spiritual weapon in the hands of the two of them, which was slightly glowing with aura, and there was a rare greed in his eyes.

Write two... but both are good things.

If it could be owned by him...

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

Then he doesn't have to look at those people's faces again!

The expression began to become a little crazy, and there was killing intent in the eyes of the three people.

To the three of them, he said contemptuously:

"Is there any last words to say before death, this priest can satisfy you!"

Yuanxi listened to the arrogant voice of the man in black robe, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth continued to sink. If they were mentally retarded, would they allow him to attack?

Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by the boy, and then he heard the boy's undisturbed voice say:

"Lord Priest, we hope to know the origin of those black qi before we die... Let's die peacefully, and don't be a vague ghost."

The man in black robe was naturally very comfortable when he heard this, and immediately said:

"It's okay to tell you, anyway, you can't go out alive tonight anyway!"

"These black qi are all created by the undead that turned into undead after the death of the wronged people. They are angry, they are annoyed, they want to pull all the creatures to accompany them and cannot be reincarnated."

"That's why I have such a strong consciousness..."

After he finished speaking, a cloud of black gas brewed in his hand and threw it directly to Ye Su behind the two of them.

Ye Su's reaction was naturally not slow. He turned around and avoided it, but the miniature projector suffered, and was swallowed into the black air at once.

When the black air dissipated, the micro projector disappeared completely.

The young man grabbed Yuan Xi who wanted to move beside him, and his eyes were full of planning and strategizing.

The black-robed man looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction.