The years of being a mother to the big monsters

Chapter 120

No one answered behind him, Guan Xiaoran turned around and found that the three students of the Conjuration College were struggling to walk, as if they were walking in a swamp, and it seemed that there was something entangled with their feet.

Since the previous three people had no problems with their legs and feet, Guan Xiaoran could only explain this phenomenon with acting skills.

And Guan Xiaoran felt that she couldn't perform the authenticity of the performances of these three people. As expected of a student of a religious academy, she must have received professional training. She suddenly felt a little ashamed of herself for wanting to act casually until the end.

She didn't work hard enough and wanted to upgrade the level of conjurer to earn more money. She couldn't even compare with the students in the organization. She was probably thinking about Peach.

If it weren't for Mr. Seimei's relationship, she probably wouldn't have such a high level of acting skills, and she wouldn't be able to take part-time jobs that make a lot of money.

Shaking her head, Guan Xiaoran corrected her attitude, and canceled the idea of ​​dragging these three students of the same age to eat to apologize afterwards. What was she thinking before, that she thought they would feel resentful because of her performance? It is an insult to their acting skills and career!

One day, when her acting skills reach the point where the fire is quiet, she will be qualified to keep pace with them.

Thinking of this, Guan Xiaoran didn't hold back the lines that he felt too hesitant to say at the beginning.

"It's just a first-level curse spirit, but it has suppressed you to such a degree. Look at this, it's like a lost dog."

"It's a pretty good farce. If Lord Snake God comes, you might laugh."

There is nothing on the flat ground, and the only thing that can hinder the action with normal thinking is the magic spirit and magic power. Guan Xiaoran said casually: "This level of magic spirit and magic power makes you Are you having trouble moving?"

Because she was afraid of being beaten, she looked down at her mobile phone, acting as if she saw who sent the message and didn't criticize them too much.

"Forget it, what do I ask of my students, this ground is indeed difficult for people to move their hands and feet."

Guan Xiaoran moved his legs, trying to make it look like he was stuck in a swamp and couldn't move, but he couldn't make it as realistic as the others, so he gave up after two attempts to avoid the result that drawing a tiger would not be an anti-dog.

However, what others saw was completely opposite to what Guan Xiaoran thought.

Seemingly disgusted with their slow speed, the other party moved her legs casually, and the black power far thicker than the magic power overflowed from her body, only covering her feet and moving with her movements As soon as he moved, the spell power covering the stage receded like a spring.

The curse spirit entrenched around the piano seemed to have sensed the danger, but was unable to move due to the coercion of the gods, curled up in a corner, and couldn't even muster up the courage to escape.

It was almost the pressure from the top of the food that turned the situation around, and the positions of the two sides were reversed. It was a human being with no power to restrain a chicken, while Guan Xiaoran was a vicious curse spirit.

The protagonist who did all this has the same expression, as if what she did was just some insignificant things, and she is still asking them: "Don't you really want to try?"

If she doesn't answer the phone again, she doesn't know how to proceed. She can't just walk over and touch it like a part-time job alone.

Fortunately, the others managed to make a move this time, rushing towards a corner that Guan Xiaoran wanted to walk around at a fast speed, and each of them took out a weapon that looked like a second illness.

In fact, they didn't want to be so obedient, but the other party had already removed the curse power that hindered their actions, and suppressed the originally powerful spell spirit to such a harmless level for them to practice, it would be a bit hypocritical.

From this point of view, although the other party's words were not pleasant to listen to, they were still conscientious.

Guan Xiaoran was watching a scene of two middle school boys and girls fighting against the air. The picture was full of vigor. If it wasn't for the blank ground in the corner, she would probably have believed it.

If conditions permit, she really wants to hold a cup of tea to watch the performance of this group of children, and then say something like the weather is really nice.

It's a pity that she is also a part-time wage earner now, and she can only maintain her cold expression, and she can't even say words of support, it is too difficult.

The curse spirit besieged by three people was already struggling. Although Huzi was a pure rookie, both Fu Heihui and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei had many years of experience in exorcising curse spirits. It is only a matter of time before the curse spirit is expelled, but it is only a little risky.

Because he was afraid of offending Guan Xiaoran, who was in charge of the town, the curse spirit was timid even in the fight. He was afraid that the opponent would intervene if it spread widely, so he could only be beaten, and he looked for opportunities to run away while being beaten.

Finally, he gave up a tentacle and found the opportunity to escape, but was thrown back by the unclean force group a second before he was about to leave and escape, and continued to practice spell power for the group of high-level conjurer students use.

The scene is as if a carnivore captures the injured prey alive to cultivate the predation skills of the cubs, and is still guarding to prevent the prey from escaping.

Although the conjurer named Akatsuki was a bit harsh, but what he did always made people feel that it was more reliable and safer than Mr. Wutiao's class yesterday.

It’s not that Teacher Wutiao’s teaching is not good. The two are not the same teaching style at all. If Teacher Wutiao’s teaching is so arbitrary, although his speech is ugly, the course is full of protective measures for students, just like a loving mother. Eliminate any possibility that may threaten the lives of students.

The curse spirit also seemed to realize that he could not escape the road of exorcism, so he desperately gave up his vigilance against Guan Xiaoran, and started to fight back, trying to take away the little conjurer who had not yet grown up.

The strong wind was blowing, and the three of them had to raise their hands to cover their faces, and adjusted their postures to resist the wind.

The keys of the piano in the center of the stage began to beat irregularly, but inexplicably composed an unknown piece of music, the passionate rhythm matched the strong wind.

But Guan Xiaoran, who was standing in the middle of the storm, was not affected. The sound of the piano was understood by her as something that had been set in advance, and she felt a little disappointed because she hadn't told her in advance about the script.

The wind that can almost blow people up just blows her clothes and hair when it hits her.

Hey, it's good to have the performance equipment of the insiders, unlike when she is alone, she can only perform embarrassingly by herself without equipment. Thinking about it makes me cry.

Before I finished thinking about it, I saw the scene where Nagasaki Wild Rose, one of the students, was blown backward by the wind. Guan Xiaoran, who was afraid that the young lady would fall, hurriedly raised his hand to catch her. He thought he would fall, but unexpectedly I didn't feel any strength.

Guan Xiaoran's pupils trembled, this must be because the young lady was afraid that she would not be able to bear her own weight and used her ingenuity.

It is clear that the other party seems to be a hearty type, but I didn't expect to be so careful in thinking, I love it.

Taking a closer look, Nagasaki Wild Rose's clothes were torn in several places, and her face was also scratched.

Guan Xiaoran was deeply moved. She also saw that a little sister worked so hard for her acting career. She moved so big that a nail scratched her face without shedding tears. She was so sensible that it made people feel distressed.

They acted for so long without ending, probably because according to the script, she was required to give the curse spirit the final blow, but she did not act for a long time.

"Hey, women have to protect their faces no matter how hard they try. It would be a pity to leave scars on a beautiful face."

Guan Xiaoran straightened his expression, and wiped the blood off Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei's face with a handkerchief, but found that there was no wound under the blood. After realizing that it was just a prop, he was slightly relieved.

Nagasaki Wild Rose only felt a slight heat in the injured part, and the dark power covering it made people feel warm.

When she touched it again, she found that the wound had healed.

This is... a reversal technique?

With such a strong deterrent force, will there be an extremely difficult reversal technique?This girl seems to be the same age as them, but she possesses such strength... Is she a monster!

"That's the end of the game."

The other party seemed displeased with her injury, and after confirming that her injury had healed, her originally emotionless face became a little more indifferent.

The long knife at her waist, which resembled a magic tool, seemed to have sensed her master's thoughts, and the power wrapped in black and red roared, impatiently wanting to wipe out the object of displeasure for her master.

The curse spirit finally couldn't bear the longing for life, and launched a dying counterattack towards Guan Xiaoran. The opponent did not hide, but calmly withstood the full blow of the first-level curse.

After a burst of smoke and dust, the girl at the center of the attack was unharmed.

Even from another angle, she herself was a little excited. Although she tried her best to keep calm, she was quite excited about the special effects that finally came to her.

But the special effects are all superficial. After all, she can't get the injured props like other people. Her hands can't even tear her own clothes.

Seeing that the three of them were all looking at him, Guan Xiaoran gritted his teeth and tore at the corner of the priestess uniform, even though he was reluctant to do so, wrinkled the fabric a little, then looked angrily at... ...the open space in front of you.

Resisting the urge to laugh, Guan Xiaoran asked in a calm tone: "Is this a provocation against me, the witch who believes in the snake god? It's really courageous to wrinkle my favorite witch costume." ah."

A gleaming black pot hit the curse spirit directly on the head, blinding the curse spirit.

Although the IQ of the curse spirit is not very high, it can still see such a blatant frame-up.

It wanted to explain, but it was a pity that it couldn't speak fluently, and all it made were harsh noises.

But Guan Xiaoran can't hear it and doesn't want to hear it. Her posture of drawing a knife is very skillful. The results of half a year's study made her look a bit like her old father. She will feel weak and powerless when she draws a knife many times, but it's just one time. That kind of sign will appear, which is an excellent pretentious action.

Following her slash, the unclean force strangled the curse spirit on the spot, and even the derivative curse spirits in the entire tent were not spared. Immediately, the curse power in their bodies was transferred to Grandma's body, and the remaining residue It supplements the consumption of this action.

The familiar inexplicable feeling of fullness hit, Guan Xiaoran quickly put the knife back into its sheath, the wind from nowhere blew her long hair into disorder, and she casually pinned the broken hair to her ear.

"May the gods forgive you, chop suey."