Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

The gray-haired old professor was full of energy and rushed into the middle of the two groups of people.

Yun Qian quickly put down the magic wand, turned his wrist, and the magic wand retracted into the sleeve of the magic robe.

"Yun Qian, what did you want to do just now?" The old professor said in a serious tone.

Yun Qian said innocently: "Professor, you showed up without thinking about anything."

"You mean what will you do if I don't show up?!"

Yun Qian: "..."

I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.

"You have already received a demerit for using magic on your classmates, and now you have forgotten the lesson?" The professor's voice rose in anger.

Niya couldn't stand it anymore and spoke out to defend her little sisters: "Professor, Qianqian just raised the magic wand and didn't do anything to them."

The old professor looked at the people on Xia Mo's side. He really couldn't see anything. He also had a rosy complexion. He could probably run two kilometers if he was pulled out.

"This kind of behavior must also be stopped! You go to clean the Fallen Angel Temple tomorrow, and do it alone! This way you can remember it for a long time." The old professor gave an order.

Yun Qian had no choice but to comply.

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The back hill of the academy appears to be the back hill, but is actually two temples hidden by illusion magic.

One is the Temple of Angels worshiped by Yefuya Academy, and the other is the Temple of Fallen Angels worshiped by Herad Academy.

The temple was extremely well hidden. The paths leading to the temple were all covered with illusion magic. Yun Qian walked around inside for more than an hour.

After walking around and back to the starting point, Yun Qian gave up and sat down on a stone pier aside to rest.

The original owner had just entered the academy for a year and had never been to the temple, so Yun Qian knew little about this place.

"Who gave the professor the confidence that I can find the temple? Do I look like a top student?"

Yun Qian said to himself.

The woods are deep, and a few birdsong can be heard from time to time, making the surroundings even quieter.

Yun Qian waited for 10 minutes, then finally got up and continued walking.

Hard work paid off, and Yun Qian finally found an exit.

After walking out of the woods, the sight becomes wider. A majestic white building stands not far away, and a shallow stream flows in front of the palace gate.

This scene really looked like something from a fairy tale, and Yun Qian was stunned for a moment.

Is the Temple of the Fallen Angels so pure and flawless?Yun Qian thought vaguely.

She also thought that fallen angels would have some dark colors. After all, they all learned dark magic.

Yun Qian, who didn't realize that he was in the wrong place, walked towards the temple gate.

Niya and Yun Qian said that the door of the temple is spiritual, and the door will open automatically when the person it recognizes stands in front of the door.

Before Yun Qian could even stand still and wait for the door to respond, the door opened.

It seems that I went to the right place. I am indeed the chosen one. Yun Qian nodded proudly.

There are magnificent and exquisite murals carved on the walls on both sides of the road leading from the door to the main hall. Holy angels spread kindness to the world.

The more Yun Qian looked at it, the more something seemed wrong.

Whose temple of fallen angels has angels on the murals?

Yun Qian, who finally realized that he was in the wrong place, stopped and fell into self-doubt.

If this was the Angel Temple, how could that door recognize a person with low qualifications who also studied dark magic?

But if this is not the Angel Temple, how can we explain the angels on the murals?

Is it difficult...

Yun Qian has a bold idea.

Is it possible that angels and fallen angels have that kind of relationship?

Yun Qian shook his head to get rid of the messy things in his mind. If he continued to think about it, the angel and the fallen angel should have a child.

She picked up her steps and walked, thinking not to waste such a good opportunity after it came, and continued to explore.

There is a huge angel sculpture in the main hall. The angel lowers his head and overlooks the world. His expression of compassion for all things is full of tenderness for this world. He puts his hands on his chest and gathers a ball of golden light. The ring on his head is golden, and behind him is Huge white wings.

Yun Qian looked at the angel sculpture and felt peaceful and peaceful for no reason.

Once here, Yun Qian was sure that he had really gone to the wrong place.

She bowed devoutly towards the sculpture. There was no other exit nearby, so Yun Qian walked around the sculpture.

When she walked behind the angel sculpture, Yun Qian heard a long cry from an unknown creature, and then she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, Yun Qian found herself in a strange place. She stood up and patted her magic robe.

This place seems to be more holy than the temple, Yun Qian feels.

Yun Qian, who was wearing a black magic robe, looked out of place in this place.

There was a gorgeous door behind her, and Yun Qian walked over and pushed it open.

When she walked in, the door slowly closed behind her.

Walking to the center, Yun Qian saw a man in white robes floating in the air.

The man's posture is the same as that of the angel statue, except that his eyes are closed, his hair is rare white, longer than his waist, and his body is slender.

Even with his eyes closed, that person has a charming and exquisite appearance, with a kind of beauty that makes people feel unreal.

While Yun Qian was attracted by the beauty, a reminder sounded in her mind.

"Strategy character, Bai Li."

Yun Qian looked up at the man, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt, feeling that if he wanted to attack him, he would not be desecrating him.

After all, that person seemed to be the kind of person who couldn't eat the fireworks of the world, and his whole body was probably cleaner than Yun Qian's face.

As that sentence goes, it can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

Yun Qian involuntarily took a few steps forward, shortening the distance between him and the man.

Just when Yun Qian was thinking about how to wake up the sleeping beauty, the sleeping beauty opened her eyes.

The long eyelashes were like fluttering butterfly wings, slowly revealing a pair of clean and translucent amber pupils, as if they were adorned with two gems.

Yun Qian looked into those extremely beautiful amber eyes and took a breath.

She couldn't find any adjectives to describe those eyes.

That is simply God's most perfect creation.

"Who are you?" Bai Li's voice may be a little hoarse because he hasn't spoken to anyone for a long time, but it does not affect the pleasant and magnetic sound quality.

Yun Qian silently pushed back a few steps so that he could raise his head less tiredly.

"My name is Yun Qian, and I am a student of Herad College. I was originally going to clean the Fallen Angel Temple, but I made a mistake and ended up here by accident."

Bai Li blinked lightly, "You are recognized by the temple."

Yun Qian scratched her head. She really didn't know why the Angel Temple would let her in.

"I don't know what's going on either."

Bai Li closed his hands, his white wings moved slightly, and he slowly fell from the sky, stepping on the smooth floor with his bare feet.

"You are not qualified enough to stay here any longer."

"........."

Okay, okay, I know my qualifications are not high, so you don’t need to remind me when I don’t want to mention it.

Perhaps because he saw the numbness in Yun Qian's expression, he explained to others for the first time in so many years: "Because this place will absorb people's magical spiritual consciousness, which is not good for you."

"Okay, but how should I get out?" Yun Qian shrugged.

The door through which she had entered disappeared as soon as it closed.

Bai Li glanced at Yun Qian steadily, and the wings behind him suddenly spread out, white and grand.

"You come with me."