MTL - The Daily Life of the Immortal King-Chapter 8 Mysterious legends about schools

From childhood to old age, probably everyone has heard the same legend-the school that they attended was actually a graveyard.

Regarding the authenticity of this legend, Wang Ling could not accurately verify it. However, the fact is that the soil under his feet was indeed a cemetery ... The cemetery land was always cheap. It was not until the sixtieth year ago that the land was acquired by the government's educational institution and was built into the 60th Middle School.

I now think about it, it's really creepy.

You know, the playground in the 60th was originally part of the graveyard. Now every morning on the playground, the students who are full of 205 sets of radio gymnastics are just like dancing on the grave!

Because of this, I can see all kinds of strange things in the current Fuyu class.

In short, Wang Ling's worry is not without reason.

He can't control the psionic output accurately. Plus the predecessor of the sixtieth was originally a grave. Now that two of the most terrible factors come together, it's hard to guarantee that you will find something weird that even Mr. Pan can't clean up.

After seeing Wang Ling hesitant to take any action, Teacher Pan also carried his hands on his back and walked slowly. In her opinion, Wang Ling's entry into the elite class was either luck or a bug in the system. In fact, it is simply a scum.

"Why doesn't this classmate draw a rune? Or is there something I didn't understand just now? The teacher can teach you!"

不 Can't understand?

This is simply an insult to my IQ.

Wang Wang Ling rolled his eyes at Teacher Pan silently, this is to be dead! understand?

In the current situation, the king cannot let himself decide. Of course, low-key is very important, but Wang Ling does not want to become a wastewood mixed by luck into the elite class.

He stared deeply at the yellow charm in front of him, Wang Ling exhaled, and then lifted the brush.

Now, I can only do my best to control the psionic output ...

The moment Wang Fu finished this, Wang Ling had held his breath. The little friends around the circle have a mentality of seeing the excitement not too big.

Like everyone else's steps, Huang Fu floated in the void for a moment, then accompanied by a dazzling light.

Then, a slightly large cyan figure appeared in front of everyone.

The next moment, Mr. Pan petrified.

The classmates around petrified.

He even petrified the king.

Uh ...

Swallowing the clam did not expect that in this way, he saw his life for the third time, which was a childhood shadow.

With the strength of Wang Ling, if the spiritual power is not controlled well, the ghosts summoned are probably at the level of ghost king.

And in this sixtieth, the biggest ghost is actually Tamar himself!

After the seal was swallowed by Yuanshen, it took a lot of effort to separate the soul and escape from the seal. I didn't expect to be summoned by Wang Ling again.

At this moment, Clam's heart collapsed.

He looked at Wang Ling, and his cold sweat was endless.

"呱呱 ..." At the moment when he cried out, Clam was a little bit crying.

It has felt the murderous spirit of Wang Ling, but whenever he has a suspicious behavior, he has no doubt that Wang Ling will kill himself without hesitation ...

So, in order to keep his last broken soul, this swallowed clam swallowed an unprecedented shame.

He used a frog scream representing Dazhi Zhijian to prove that he had no lethality.

Who can think of ... As a fifth-level demon king in the monster queue, now embarrassed to rely on this way to pretend to be retarded to prove that he is pure and natural.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Wang Lingling did not expect that in this way, he saw his life for the third time, which was a childhood shadow.

The culprit who had ruined his two hundred years of simple noodles appeared in front of his eyes again, and actually disguised himself as a pet in order to make fun of himself.

What is the moral behavior of the demon king of the grand class ...

However, this pitiful appearance really made Wang Ling a little unbearable.

Uh ...

Although this is only a five-level monster that was beaten with only the remaining soul, it is still a very fierce monster in the eyes of many people.

But this swallowing clam is very clever. With a frog call, he washed himself instantly.

"Mr. Wang Ling really has a fate with this swallowing clam ..." Thirty seconds after the appearance of swallowing clam, Teacher Pan has been in an aggressive state.

She is very clear that with her own strength, it is likely that she cannot deal with such monsters. But this frog screamed and gave her a full peace of mind.

It turned out that this was just a wicked animal that was so weak that it couldn't even speak!

Alas-then I'm afraid of a fart!

同学 "Classmates rest assured that this monster has no room for resistance. Seal it for the teacher."

In a nutshell, Teacher Pan quickly led the way with a fairy, grabbed the remnant of swallowing clams with one hand, and grabbed the dog-ghost ghost on the ground with one hand, trying to blend the souls.

The chemical reaction produced by the fusion of a monster king monster with a lower creature, the result of Wang Ling is even more clear.

The huge spiritual power contained in the Wicked Demon King itself will help this puppy to reshape the flesh, and after the reshaping of the flesh, the Wicked King can also obtain the flesh.

This is the best of both worlds. On the one hand, it can restrict the swallowing of the clams, and on the other hand, it can be explained to the poor puppies that have been eaten.

Swallowing the clam of course realized what it meant to blend in with the soul of this skeleton dog. It means that its own spiritual power will be greatly weakened, and at the same time, it will become a dog completely ...

I should turn a blind eye to the performance that I should cooperate with, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is forcing a clam improvisation that loves you most ...

At this instant, Wang Ling almost heard the despair of swallowing clams ...

Teacher Pan Pan is indeed a teacher Pan. As a pioneer of front-line teaching in the sixty middle school, this set of methods moves smoothly, with almost no pause.

"Classmates, the master has conquered this monster. I did not expect that the primitive **** of this thing has been sealed, or let it separate the remnant soul. But now there is nothing, it is limited by the physical body, and can play "The spiritual power is very small." Teacher Pan said proudly: "In the future, everyone will treat it as the mascot of our class."

After a while of halo, everyone saw a little dog with green hair appearing in front of everyone with a brand new posture.

"Ah, it's Akita!"

Sun Rong's young girl's heart flooded instantly.

"But the color of this dog is strange, why is it green?"

"It's because of the fusion with the swallowing clam." Master Erdan pushed his glasses and sighed: "An era of looking at the face. Looks good, who cares what hair you dye."

超 Chen Chao hugs Akita proudly, pinching the fat face by the way: "Shall we give this dog a name? Is it called ... two clams?"

King Wang Ling: "..."

Toad: "..."

诶 "Oh, why isn't it barking? You should be barbaric knowing that now you are a dog, not a toad."

Toad: "..."

He glanced silently at the indifferent Wang Ling.

Only then did the second clam suddenly discover that the most tragic thing in the clam's life was not three times in a row with Wang Ling. It was obviously angry, but in the presence of Wang Ling, he still tried to keep smiling ...