The Elf Guide is in my heart

"I'm talking about this guy, what's going on?"

"If you ask me to guess, you are either a genius or a madman, but there is often a thin line between genius and madness. It is difficult to tell the difference."

"Is this person incapable of sensing fear? My dear, this is the maximum that can be implemented in theory. If it is more severe, we will violate the school rules and regulations!"

"Second seat, don't just watch the excitement. What should we do next? Do you have any good ideas?"

"What else can I do? Are today's juniors so scary? They don't even blink at such a frightening scene. I'm convinced."

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"Okay, let the Gengars use their special skills." While everyone was talking about it, the leader of the society spoke up.

Ning slowly opened his eyes, but showed no reaction to Gengar who was already close to his face.

Ning just remained calm, took a few steps back, looked around at everything in the room again, and then stared helplessly at the big black fat man in front of him, Gengar.

Because this big black fat man was facing me, grinning like a fool.

Moreover, the villa and just now are like two different worlds. The exquisitely carved crystal chandelier above seems to illuminate every corner of the villa.

In the large hall of Nuo, countless rare treasures and statues are displayed on the side.

On the walls of the second-floor corridor, there are precious oil paintings one after another, making people feel like they are in a museum with a long history.

Of course, there is another big black fat man floating on the Duke's self-portrait, pouting and drawing circles on the wall with a frustrated look.

It can be seen that this big black fat man has no achievements in the moves he was proud of just now, and he was really hit hard.

But it can be said that now, the villa in front of you can be worthy of the identity and status of the Duke of the Kingdom.

Such a precious building full of art and history is actually the activity center and headquarters of the ghost club of Takasaki Spirit University.

The foundation and magnanimity of Takasaki Elf University are clearly evident.

In front of Ning, in addition to the two big black fat men, there were several members of "Netherworld Soul". Thousands

But today it happened that the first, second and third seats of the society, the top leaders of these three societies, all came to the headquarters.

It is also because the current time period is a holiday, and most of the senior students are on vacation.

"Welcome to the 'Ghost Soul' club. I am the leader of the club. I only represent all the members. Thank you for your application to join the club!"

"You have successfully passed the first stage of the assessment. I sincerely hope that you can conquer a ghost as you wish. We at 'Ghost Soul' look forward to your joining."

"Of course, what we did was rude to you, but we also have our own reasons. Let's talk about the details after we have dinner together."

Yan Guan, the club leader of the elite class of the fourth year of the training major (after the start of school), extended his hand in a friendly manner.

"Dinner?" Ning was stunned.

He happened to have missed dinner, and listening to the words of the senior in front of him, it seemed that he could still get a dinner, which was really good news for Ning.

Although he has received support from many "training plans", Ning can at least receive generous subsidies every month from the Takasaki Pingding Gym and Professor Bu's scientific research laboratory, so that he is no longer restricted by money.

But in fact, Ning's living conditions have not improved in any way.

Except for the expenses of the elves (basically none, the training plan was reimbursed), Ning transferred all the remaining money to his uncle.

Therefore, I would rather stay poor and have a free dinner if I can.

"Yes, this is the tradition of our club. Our seniors will cook for the juniors who have passed the first stage of the examination. It is an activity to get to know each other!"

A senior member put his arm around Ning's shoulder and explained enthusiastically.

"Of course, you don't have to worry. The cooks will not be done by rough guys like us, but by the treasure of our group, the senior sister from the fourth seat." Another senior member pointed at the beauty standing on the steps behind him.

Ning looked in the direction pointed by the senior, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The person in front of her was wearing a long black silk dress, and her long black hair hung down behind her like a waterfall until her waist and hips.

The black eyes are as bright as black pearls, like a cold beauty in an oil painting, repelling people thousands of miles away, aloof, and too beautiful to be blasphemed.

But what surprised Ning was that the sweet smile on the corner of the latter's mouth and the gentle eyes made this completely different and contradictory temperament from Gao Leng perfectly blend together.

Some beauty makes people pursue it, some beauty makes people happy, but some beauty is like art.

Ning had only experienced this kind of temperament in Senior Sister Lan. The latter's temperament contained a layer of innocence, romance, cuteness and cuteness in her aloof and glamorous temperament.

But there is no doubt that if there is mature tenderness in this coldness, it will be even more lethal to men.

This temperament is so noble that people are amazed.

But the next moment, Ning closed her eyes tightly.

"Wait, what's wrong with me?" Ning suddenly woke up.

"No, no matter how beautiful a person is, there are limits. How could it be possible for me to sigh like this!?"

Ning noticed something strange that was indescribable, but he hid it in his heart and did not reveal it at all.

"The treasure of the group is worthy of its name." Ning praised.

No matter what happens, it’s great to give it a try and add some emotion.

"Younger boy, you didn't learn well at a young age. What a treasure of the group. Before you even joined our club, you started talking glibly and followed these useless seniors to learn bad things!"

The senior student in the black dress smiled, and that smile confirmed Ning's previous prediction. She was truly the ultimate beauty with temperament.

Moreover, her words sounded full of reproach, but her tone was soft and soft, making people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

"Isn't it true that I'm a senior? My younger brother hasn't even joined the club yet, and he's already acting like a senior!" one member joked.

"That's right. Could it be that the senior sister has fallen in love with me?" Another member also seized the opportunity and started making noises together.

"Senior, look at me, I'm not bad at all! How about you consider me!" the third senior joked.

"You are still honest, there will always be girls who will find out how good you are!" the senior sister in black skirt comforted, and at the same time reached out and patted his shoulder to show encouragement!

"Really? Then I'll lend my senior sister's blessing!" The member seemed to be greatly encouraged.

But deep in his heart, looking at his senior sister's profile, he felt deep loss and pain.

"Hey, little brother, how did you do it?"

"We saw your performance in the illusion through the images sent to our brains by Gengar. To be honest, your performance is really amazing!"

"That's right, how on earth did you do it?"

"Don't say it's you. Even as a formal member, I can't bear such a terrifying scene. Two fat black men are indeed a bit too much!"

Upon hearing the student call him "fat black man", the two Gengars on the side looked at each other in tacit understanding.

One is laughing, the other is also laughing.

If they don't scare him into incontinence tonight, the two Gengars plan to lose weight!

"However, you can't blame the elves. If you don't have enough fright response, they can only increase the level of terror..."

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Faced with everyone's doubts, Ning Ye also had trouble speaking.

The little lolita and half of her face on the oil painting may be an extremely terrifying scene in the eyes of these people.

But not for Ning.

The Soul Elf Illustration is running, and the two big black fat guys are acting like idiots in front of me. Everything is clear, there is no way to hide, everything is exposed, okay?

What surprised Ning the most was that one of the two Gengars actually had the unprecedented trait of "hatred of evil" (lv2).

An elf with ghost attributes can have such characteristics, which is considered to be the best!

Ning then boldly speculated that it was impossible for these two Gengars to harm him.

With this bit of information, Ning could roughly guess that everything might be an assessment or something.

But Ning can't tell, the soul elf illustration, Ning intends to bring the secret to the coffin, how can it be easily revealed to others.

"I asked you, can you act like a senior? The junior doesn't want to say it, it's probably because he has his own difficulties."

The senior student in the black dress who was walking at the front turned around and whispered to the people surrounding Ning, feeling relieved for Ning.

Ning quickly cast a grateful look at this great beauty.

The senior in the black dress smiled slightly, but Mr. Ning felt something strange in that smile.

That feeling seemed vaguely familiar, as if there was something extremely familiar to Ning in that senior.

But what is that? What was something familiar to Ning about the beautiful senior sister he had never met before?

Looking at the elegant steps and graceful figure of the senior in black dress, and the faint fragrance behind her.

Ning didn't know why, but he used the Spiritual Elf Illustration on the back.

But the next moment, Ning lost his footing and fell down on the steps.

Fortunately, Ning had been exercising for a long time, and his body reaction was not slow. He put his hands in front of him in time, and no accident occurred.

"Junior, are you okay?" The chief pulled up the somewhat mysterious junior.

But what makes the chief a little confused is why cold sweat began to appear on the forehead of this young boy, and what flashed in his eyes was fear?

But how is this possible? It’s just a meal together, what’s so scary?

"What's wrong? Are you okay! Why are you so careless!" The senior sister in black skirt turned around and expressed concern with the members.

"Where are my Needle Bee and Nidoran!?" Ning asked in a panic.

"Haha, I forgot. Your elf is naturally hypnotized and is sleeping in the restaurant!"

"It turns out you are afraid of something too!"

"From a trainer's point of view, being so worried about your own elf means that you have a bright future!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, your Needle Bee and Nidoran are naturally intact!"

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A group of seniors, including the senior in black skirt, thought something big had happened, but it turned out that they remembered that their elf was gone. What a cute junior!

Among everyone, only the chief knew that what this junior was afraid of was not the disappearance of his elf.

He was sure that the junior student must have seen something extremely terrifying, but what could frighten this ruthless man?

The chief's heart fell into huge doubts?