MTL - Female Protagonist is a Blackened Villainess-Chapter 48 Long Aotian started to do things

Long Shi, who is drinking juice on the training ground, is looking at the students who are still alive and kicking in the field. His eyes are exactly the dragons who are not tired in the crowd.

And the class that Long Aotian joined, although the teacher of the teaching itself is not strong, but it is a devil. Even Long Shiyi has a little taboo.

It can be said that she had to accompany her when Long Aotian worked hard.

This time, I accidentally got the message and couldn't jump into the top ten. The classmates will continue this action, scaring her to start the mad run and temporarily solve the enemies on the path, especially Long Aotian. This has a good resting place.

The weight-bearing frog jump is not the only training mode. The ten people who took a break will soon be pulled up by the coach, and the next step of training will be carried out. The group of frogs jumped and joined them.

The Holy Spirit Magic School is very big, and it is really strong enough to go around.

The two coaches ran ahead, followed by their 60 students, and kept shouting: "You are ordinary seven-level fighters?"

"No!"

"Are you a regular seven-level fighter who can't take the lead in the school?"

"No!" Long Shi, who has been brainwashed, silently followed the cry.

"So, do you want to be the strongest fighter in your class?"

"miss you!"

"You don't have to go to the ordinary class. Do you know what it means? This means that you are just an ordinary seven-level fighter. Maybe you are a peerless genius, but in this school, it is really very weak. So, grow stronger with us!"

The two instructors and teachers shouted to do their ideological work. I have to say that this is very effective. Many students have benefited a lot.

These people are all seven-level fighters. The strength of the body is definitely not normal. Therefore, the degree of weight-bearing is not the same as the fact that the dragon poetry is a nine-level fighter. Then she will secretly add weight to herself, otherwise she will accompany others to play without upgrading. Self, is it a good thing?

In a blink of an eye, more than two months have passed, and Long Shiyi’s training life has begun to get on the right track. Although Long Aotian has been making plans for picking up girls from time to time, there is not much time under hard training time.

Finally, an important day for the school began.

The festive anniversary of the school is to celebrate the establishment of the Holy Spirit School of Magical School in 14560.

The celebration will last for one month, and other schools or other forces will be invited to watch the school, and the theater will be opened to invite all parties to come to fight. The winner will receive a lot of prizes.

If the official explanation is clear, use the words of the dragon poetry to understand, this activity is to prepare for Long Aotian to pick up the girl, let alone the military battle of the military.

At this time, the dragon poetry is already awkward.

Because it is a happy anniversary, all the schools are very happy, and all the programs are very fun. Although Long Shiyi did not like the excitement, he was also pulled out by the two instructors and Long Aotian, and a fatter Long Aotian dying party was considered to be five people.

The instructor is a man and a woman. They are all eight-level fighters. The male instructor is only 20 years old. He can be used as a weapon. He is a more responsible narcissistic muscle man and woman called Hua Rong. He holds a long squat and his personality is relatively indifferent. The 20-year-old eight-level fighters, on the age, they are not much worse.

Now nominally Long Aotian, Long Shiyi and Wang Runze, ages are eighteen, seven soldiers. Long Shiyi’s less than twenty is defined as eighteen.

Twenty-eight-year-old eight-level fighters, eighteen-year-old seven-level fighters, in fact, it seems that the talent is not very good, but only the talents who reach the seven-level fighters understand that it is not easy to break through the eight. It can be said that the teacher who teaches them is actually a genius. Long Shiyi also knew it before.

The Holy Spirit Magic School is quite big, and the five people are also very embarrassed to go around. Long Shizhen also managed to save many beautiful women from the chess and painting department, and this time they came to a very bad place.

"The front is very lively, is there something interesting?" Wang Fatzi, who just took a break and eats ice, once again became interested, and a pair of green thieves stalked the crowd in front. That dragon Aotian seems to have a lot of usefulness, hooked Wang’s neck and a pair of heads to peep into the past.

A pair of big hands immediately descended from the sky, and the heads of the two men slammed a few times loudly, and then they hated the iron and did not become a steel voice. "You look like two dead, living like a woman who has never seen a woman in 18 years. Is the soul lost? It’s a shame to be thrown at home."

"Wow! Mies, there is a beautiful **** the head?" Long Aotian eyes brightened, clinging to the instructor's shoulder.

"Hey, your kid didn't even know?" The instructor looked surprised.

A boy next to him said, "Hey, I don't know. You dare to say that you are the man in this school? It is Nikola, the first beauty of the school. You actually don't know?"

“The first beauty of the Holy Spirit Magic School?” Long Aotian’s eyes flashed a bit of interest.

"Yes, the first beauty in our school, the talented woman who is very good at dance rhythm, the magic talent is also very high, behind, I don't know how many people pursue it. You, I can't see it." Looking at the eagerness of the dragon, the boys gave A negative conclusion.

"Before the members of the dance department are dancing, even the Zi Lingling of the Presbyterian Church has come to be a notary. Yan Shi can be interested?" Ignore a few men talking, the instructor Hua Rong turned his attention to Long Shi, and tried her Views.

"Zi Ling Ling" Long Shi Yan hangs his eyebrows.

"Any questions?"

"No! No problem." Long Shiyi simply replied, "I didn't expect the student Holy Spirit Group to do so well when there is no head of the group. It is really a school elite."

"It's really powerful, but you can't know Yan Shi. In the dark, there is actually a kind of belief worship that breeds. Although the head is dead, she gave birth to World of Warcraft and saved most of our students. This is great. , can not be taken. So, the head of the team has always been in our hearts."

Long Poetry did not return.

Long Aotian and others quickly squeezed into the front row.

"Hey, did the stage of the dance pass?" Huarong, who was crowded into the front row, was a little pity. He was preparing to leave with Long Shi, and the girl in the white dress on the stage was full of eye-catching eyes: "Everyone, to meet In the performance of the Wushu Fighting Party in tomorrow, Nicola led the sisters to present a voice of angels. I hope that all of you can achieve a good result."

Saying, singing and dancing

Huarong, who had wanted to leave, stopped and stared at the song and dance with his chest. The dragon poetry went to some loss of consciousness, and then he turned back after a dance.

"Very beautiful!"

"This is a new and beautiful dance. I saw it for the first time. I thought it was just the beauty of the original ecology. I didn't expect to add so many elements. It was a big change! Good! Good! Good!" After the dance, Longao Tianda is boasting and applauding.

"It's really open to the eye! The dance is very good, the people are beautiful, and it is the first beauty of the school!" Long Aotian still lamented.

"It's really beautiful! It's so beautiful!" Wang Fatzi also sighed and said, "But I heard that the dance of angels is not created by Nicola. It seems to be the school who guides who is coming, 呃That is the loli statue on the square."

"Hey! That is the strongest girl of one of the four goddesses of the school, Dragon Poetry, the current representative of the student's Holy Spirit. Because it has not dealt with the failed event, it has become the reincarnation of the goddess Ozarkara. About half a year ago, in Warcraft. The forest encounters the wrath of Warcraft, and the birthday is still unknown." The male instructor Mies is full of complex faces.

"It is her, I have heard of it." Wang Fatzi said.

"Is she dead?" Long Aotian's expression is a bit complicated.

"I don't know! But there are many people in the school who believe that she is still alive. Even if the principal gives the crystal that falls into the mouth of the hippo, no one believes." The male instructor said.

"This way," the spirit of Long Aotian seems to recover quickly. "It seems to be the merit of the dragon poetry, otherwise it will not jump so well."

"If people jump well, it is a proof of hard work!" Who knows what he said, the dragon poetry who has never spoken, but retorted, "Dragon Poetry, as far as I know, she just let the feeling It’s just innovation. It’s their own, what they really try to correct, so don’t underestimate the success of others.”

A few people were stunned.

Long Shizhen seems to feel that he has said it, just want to speak, a commotion will immediately come. The four people rushed to the state of the encirclement, and the dragon poetry was guarded in the center to prevent being dispersed by the crowd.

The ear keeps coming:

"Wow! It’s a warrior!"

"Really! Really a warlord!"

The crowd is constantly calling.

"War!" Long Shi妍 frowned.

"Hey! Who is coming, how big is the commotion?" Long Aotian looked strange.

"It's a trench!" The instructor Mies seemed a little dissatisfied.

"War, who?" Long Aotian was full of anger.

Wang Fatzi said: "In general, the goddess selected in the school, of course, there are also male gods, and this trench is the most popular among the male gods. I heard that the family is amazing, strong, and the only dragon knight in the school. It is said that he now has the power of a nine-level fighter. And I heard that people are handsome, very gentlemanly etiquette, and very gentle. Can you imagine how attractive it is to girls in school?" The fat man patted the shoulders of Long Aotian.

"So a cow?" Long Aotian is still a bit stunned.

"You can feel the atmosphere of the scene!" Wang Fatzi shrugged.

"I added that although the trenches were extremely popular, when they were candidates for the election of the head of the Holy Spirit, they lost to Long Shiyi and could not enter the top three. However, if they rank well, he should still be able to live. Secondly, the ranking of girls is the first, absolutely certain. I also heard that he and Long Shiyi have had many contacts, but I don’t know the specific level.” Hua Rong explained.

The first dragon poetry and other people were very clear to see a handsome man hurried to the center of the white skirt girl, and then turned into a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and then a gentleman squatted in front of the girl, said : "Beautiful lady, I am beautiful for dumping, I can no longer stand the crush of loneliness, so please accept my beautiful love, I will give you Xin Fu."

The words of a handsome man only made many women stunned.

The **** the stage seemed to have no faults, her eyes drifting around, seemingly seeking a sense of security, and finally had to rely on her good friend.

She didn't know what to answer at all. She didn't know this person and suddenly asked to get in touch. How can this be?

The atmosphere is quiet, waiting for the girl's reply.

The dragon poetry was not moved. It didn't seem to care about this kind of thing. Long Aotian couldn't help but look around. Looking at a group of flower idiots and frustrated men, couldn't help but roll their eyes and see that the stage was forced to hide. The girl in the arms of a friend, with the feeling that the girl was bullied, he spoke. "Hey, hello! The one on the stage, do you think this is a drama?"

As the saying goes, the audience is silent.