Unbelievable beauty: The female demon lord brought the three realms to tears

Master Yu stood up, almost falling asleep after resting just now.

"The rest of you, just follow the example of An Ning and Helan Jin. If you can't remember more than a hundred monster characters in one night, it will be embarrassing to tell them.

If you don’t know how to do it now, you can stand up on your own. My ruler reminds you that you can use it! "

"Master, I know how to memorize it," Li Tingting raised her hand confidently. Isn't it just a test paper? Who hasn't written two books at home, but An Ning is the only one who writes well?

Master Yu nodded, looking at Li Hu who was full of confidence and nodding. Bai Xueyu next to her was also a little eager to try: "Very good, Bai Xueyu, Li Tingting. Everyone in the Tianzi class must have your confidence."

Jin Miaomiao cried silently, she wanted to remember it for a while longer.

"Master, it's so slow to write these two. It's better to write them all at once. Let's feel the depth of the trial paper earlier."

"Yes, yes."

Master Yu didn't call anyone by name anymore. Since these children asked for it, it wasn't impossible. Master Yu's body was filled with demonic energy, and with a pinch, a trial paper appeared on everyone's table.

"Wow, Mr. Yu, you are so awesome."

Good guy, Master Yu also used his big move today. Of these forty-eight trial papers, Master Yu didn’t know if he had even reached his waist.

"I'll give you a moment to burn the incense." Master Yu's tone was choked, and he retreated to the Master's stage and sat quietly.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he said, "I'm so old. This condensed forty-eight trial papers almost flashed my waist." There were a few beads of sweat on his head that no one could see, and he quietly wiped them away.

It was only now that I realized how terrifying the Nether Academy trial paper was.

If it is an ordinary trial paper, it requires one point of effort, and this academy version requires ten percent. Drawing the magic breath characters requires ten percent, and this academy version requires ten percent.

Who is the big enemy who made this? It can be said to be a super enhanced version of the trial paper.

Harsh, really harsh.

They had just seen the calmness of An Ning and He Lanjin, and thought it was extremely simple, but now it was over.

"Tranquility mislead me."

"Helan Jin mistook me."

With two screams, the two lucky students from Tianzi Academy imitated An Ning and started writing directly. The demonic energy was immediately sucked out by the trial paper. They ended up like two fish with rolled eyes and fell on the chair behind them. His face was pale and his hands and feet were twitching.

The look really makes everyone cry.

There are also people like He Lanjin who write in a wide range of ways, once again following in the footsteps of the first two. No one dares to take any chances anymore. Just bear with it.

This fight is all about strength.

After Bai Xueyu finished writing, she turned her eyes to Helan Jin, only to find that he was looking at the demonic text in his hand seriously and did not notice her at all.

Tranquility is a state of fugue, with dull eyes.

Bai Xueyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling neither up nor down. Feeling weak, he raised his hand to indicate that he had finished writing. As soon as Master Bai raised his hand, Bai Xueyu's trial paper appeared in front of him.

In a moment, Master Yu made the correction successfully.

"The handwriting is immature. You can tell that you have tried your best. You still need to write more and practice more. You have great courage."

After hearing Mrs. Yu's evaluation, Bai Xueyu's feet went weak and she slumped down on the chair. In fact, it was not Bai Xueyu's fault. If Zhuyu hadn't been in front, her writing would have been considered excellent.

Who knew that he would be compared to nothing now.

Not to mention Li Tingting, who was panting like a dead fish at the side. She was the first student to have her demonic breath sucked out by the trial paper, and she still hasn't recovered yet.

In comparison, it feels ridiculous.

Jin Miaomiao resignedly wrote the last demonic text and handed over the paper with her eyes closed.

Master Yu did not compare them immediately because many people raised their hands at the same time. Master Yu nodded happily and simply collected them together.

Until all students have finished writing silently.

The devil's breath on Master Yu's hand kept correcting, and the cold hum from his mouth was almost freezing to death.

"Ye Wenyi, Bai Xueyu, Jin Miaomiao..." Master Yu reported five or six names one after another, "These students are good, and the demon writing is correct. However, the fonts need to be improved, and some have insufficient demonic breath, so the written words are soft. Lie down, you look like you’re not energetic.”

The face of the student whose name was not reported dropped.

"The rest," Master Yu sighed deeply, "are all careless and came to receive their punishment on their own."

For a moment, Tianzi Academy was in mourning and screaming.

Each one was like a walking zombie, with pale faces and weak bodies, going to be beaten with sticks.

After thirty spankings, Master Yu's waist was almost healed. By coincidence, the morning class was over.

"An Ning, come with me to Confucius Hall. Master Bai wants to see you if he has something to do."

Before leaving, Master Yu called An Ning and motioned for her to follow.

"Okay, Master Yu." An Ning's eyes turned. Will she meet Li Liu when she goes to Confucius Hall now?

"An Ning, I have something to tell you when I get back." He Lanjin's little hand grabbed An Ning's sleeve, his tone was indifferent, but the smile in his eyes was gentle, which seemed to be a good thing.

An Ning nodded subconsciously, "Okay."

Only then did He Lanjin let her go, and An Ning followed Master Yu and walked out.

When An Ning walked to the Confucius Hall, she found that the atmosphere inside was really weird.

Master Bai sat on his seat with a stinking face, while Master Shuang smiled brightly like a victorious rooster.

Sitting next to her was Li Liu, who was flipping through the demon book in his hand. His profile was very eye-catching among all the handsome men and beauties in the demon world. People could notice him at a glance.

An Ning avoided his gaze and lowered his head slightly.

"Come in quickly. Why are you standing at the door stupidly?" Master Yu was a little hesitant when he saw that An Ning had not followed. The folds on his face are getting deeper and deeper.

"It's Master." An Ning's clear and sweet voice sounded. There were not many Masters in the Confucius Hall. When Bai Lu heard An Ning's voice, she stood up immediately.

He waved her over.

"An Ning, how is the progress of the valley planting?" Master Bai's eyes were full of joy when he saw his proud student. Finally, he no longer had to look at the two annoying guys.

She had to advise Dean Pei tomorrow that flirting between masters and masters was not allowed in the Confucius Hall, and there was no restraint in broad daylight.

"Reporting to Master, everything goes well." The seeds she cultivated with her turbid breath have sprouted smoothly and are stronger than ordinary first-level spiritual seeds.

The small piece of land circled by her under the Endless Cliff is the proof.

"That's good, don't take it lightly." Master Bai gave a few earnest words and was about to let him go.

An Ning clearly felt that a passionate gaze was locked on her, who was this gaze!

When Li Lu heard An Ning's name, he raised his head unconsciously, his cold gaze firmly locked on her.

"Your name is An Ning?"

The pleasant voice carried the sweetness of the clear sweet spring. Li Lu seemed to have discovered something and looked at the little girl from Confucius Hall with great interest.

"Reporting to Master, yes." An Ning seemed to be seeing Li Lu for the first time, her tone and expression were distant.

"Don't be so nervous, haven't we known each other a long time ago?" When Li Lian spoke, the corners of his mouth would rise slightly, giving people a very flamboyant vitality.

As soon as these words came out, An Ning's heart sank. How could she know him?