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Qi Yi is not a fool, how can he fail to understand what he said.

One mouthful and one low, but how can there be any sense of being a human race in the expression and tone of voice?Beneath his superficial humility is an arrogance that is far more condescending than that of the vampires!

Yes.arrogant.

How dare a human race look down on him.

Qi Yi was completely enraged, his black eyes were surrounded by circles of scarlet, his complexion was as cold as ice sculptures, even his short black hair was covered with cold air, as if he had stepped out of an abyss.

Xiao Yi shouted with a trembling voice: "Master, master, it's dangerous!"

He hasn't leveled up yet, and he doesn't have the ability to resist fatal injuries for his master. If something happens to him, the master will... but just... wow, Xiao Yi is about to cry!

How could Xiao Yi remind her that Qi Lingxi had already keenly sensed the strong murderous intent originating from the black-haired boy.

As expected of a world where people are treated like ants, a half-sized man has the right to kill him.

accurate.

Is Qi Lingxi timid?

joke.

All his life, he only made concessions to protect Qi Yi, and the others...

roll.

Qi Lingxi's eyelashes were lowered, her calm and clear eyes were unmoved: "Why, are you planning to kill people to silence them?"

Qi Yi clasped his thin neck.

Qi Lingxi didn't even raise her eyebrows, her voice was a little weak because of the tightness in her throat, but her words were still calm and fearless: "The Guanghui Academy recruited a teacher of the history of human civilization who waited for 300 years, just kill him like this? "

Qiyi just wanted to let his unblemished face reveal the lowly demeanor he should have: "You think I care about school rules?"

Qi Lingxi: "Don't you care?"

Qi Yi's hand locked his throat hard, and his finger prints left red marks on his white skin like jade.

After all, this human race frowned because of the pain.

However, this expression was also fleeting, and soon he was arrogant to the bone, calm and indifferent: "I don't care about school rules, so what do you care about?"

Qi Yi loosened his grip.

Qi Lingxi smiled, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and her light gray eyes were cold, but this rude smile had the heat to melt winter snow, making her heart itchy.

He leaned towards Qiyi, the refreshing breath wrapped around the hot air on his lips, dyeing the tips of Qiyi's ears red: "So, do you still care about me?"

Qiyi: "!"

Qi Lingxi took the opportunity to get out of his control, and stayed three steps away from him. This was not a safe distance, but it could reduce the pressure - he hated this feeling.

"You can kill me." Qi Lingxi knew exactly what the young master in front of her was afraid of, "but you will always remember me." He emphatically reminded: "You who flow the most noble blood will always remember that you were killed by a The lowly human race shook their emotions, and then became angry..."

Qi Yi took a light breath: "Shut up!"

Qi Lingxi slowed down her voice in a rare way: "Young Master, you will only hate living, and death is only eternity."

As his words fell, Qi Lingxi used all her strength to push down the bookshelf that was two or three meters high, countless books fell, and hard-shell books as thick as dictionaries smashed together in the quiet library. It can be described as an earthquake-level loud noise.

In the hazy dust splashed by the collapsed bookshelf, Qi Lingxi looked at Qi Yi, with the corners of her mouth keeping a proper curve.

——You are not afraid of school rules, but you want face.

—You won't kill me.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the librarians, and soon there were footsteps, and the boy with scarlet black eyes disappeared long before the first person arrived.

It is impossible for him to be exposed to others, and it is impossible for others to know that he is entangled with a human race.

For the noble blood race, this is a greater shame than death.

To overthrow such a large bookshelf is not too much trouble for the "lowly" professor of the history of human civilization.

Qi Lingxi came here for a month, and apart from offending this moody young master, she got along very well with everyone else.

The administrators who rushed over were stunned when they saw him, and then enthusiastically stepped forward and asked him, "Professor Xixi, are you injured?"

Qi Ling's eyes were apologetic, and she smiled gently: "I'm fine, it's just here..."

Administrators: "It's okay, it's okay, a tidying technique can handle it."

Qi Lingxi: "Thank you for your hard work."

The library couldn't stay any longer, Qi Lingxi took the notebook and went back to the dormitory, and when he opened the door, he found something unusual.

The school uniform hanging on the hanger is gone.

Little kid.

It's fine to take it away, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

Finally, it was the teaching rotation day, and he temporarily ended his lectures to the students of the body race, and prepared to go to the highest and most unpredictable blood hospital.

After waiting for so long, Qi Lingxi finally got to see Qiyi's true face in Mount Lu. Qi Lingxi still had some expectations: whether it was Qiyi or Qi Yi, they were the ones he was most familiar with, and he liked familiar things.

Hmm... Isn't Qi Yi a thing?

is something?

unimportant.

Qi Yi is just Qi Yi.

Early in the morning, Qi Lingxi was carefully arranging her clothes, and Xiao Yi said excitedly, "I don't know if Mr. Lord God is handsome or not!"

Qi Lingxi put on her tie slowly: "It's okay."

Xiaoyi was curious: "It's okay to be fat? It's okay to be short? Ugly..."

Qi Lingxi was in a good mood: "It's all external objects, the inner core is the most important."

Xiao Yi let out a wow, and moved, "Master, you are so kind!"

Mr. Lord God is so happy to have such a lover who will never leave him, um... future lover.

Guanghui Academy occupies a large area, and the areas of the Three Saints are completely separated, and even the architectural styles are completely different.

The gymnasium is relatively majestic, with a towering Roman column-like building made of white marble that can refract sunlight.The teaching building is a bit like a closed arena. It stands in the center in a cylindrical shape. The opening at the top seems to be able to accommodate the sun from the sky. On the contrary, the dormitory is completely open, scattered all over the college, so free that it is unsystematic. is a common occurrence.

On the other hand, the casualness of the Sports Academy, the Blood Race side has strict rules and regulations, as soon as you step into the Blood Race area, you will be greeted with solemnity.

In the center is a statue of a rose. A seven or eight-meter-high ruby ​​is carved into a rain of roses. The thorns are mixed with thorns, and the petals are bright red. The bloody rose blooming under the clouds symbolizes unyielding and pride.

The architectural style of the Blood Race is infinitely close to the Gothic style in the real world, towering and magnificent buildings, complex, sharp, gorgeous, and cold.

The blood race students walking among them wore uniform black robe uniforms. Most of them were tall and tall, with cold and pale complexion, exquisite facial features, coupled with the undisguised arrogance in their expressions, which really engraved arrogance into the deepest bone marrow.

Qi Lingxi appeared at the cold gate of the blood academy, and it was hard not to attract the attention of the blood students.

Facing the human race, they are not the brainless ones of the body race, they look down on this inferior race, and they will never accept such an inferior teacher.

The unified arrangement of the college?

Ha ha.

One day, one day at most, this stupid human race will take the initiative to resign.

Qi Lingxi didn't care about the malicious stares from the blood students, and maintained absolute poise, as if he was not a prey that strayed into the gloomy castle, but a real hunter.

To some extent, this understanding is correct.

Qi Lingxi was about to enter the blood hospital when he heard someone calling him, "Professor Xixi!"

Qi Lingxi stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at the person behind her: "Huh?"

The person who came was a student from the Physical Academy, a big guy who was a head taller than him and twice his stature.

At this time, the big man slowly blushed because of Qi Lingxi's gaze. He lowered his head and clenched his fists nervously, and mustered up his courage to say, "I, I... I like you!"

Silence.

It was really quieter than the grave, and the elegant and decent blood students almost broke through their golden glasses.

what the hell!

The dignified three saints confessed to a lowly human race?Are the five big and three rough people in the gymnasium completely crazy!

What is even more shocking is that the human race who was confessed did not kneel down to thank him, but said lightly: "It is not appropriate."

Young masters and ladies of the blood clan: "?????"

Qi Lingxi is an adult with a bottom line, he said with reason: "I am your teacher, you are my student, teacher-student relationship is not allowed. As an elder, I have the responsibility to treat you properly. To guide."

Everyone present: "………………"

In front of the world-famous blood clan who is arrogant and domineering, Qi Lingxi perfectly interprets what is true!clamor!open!

What surprised the blood students even more was that the students of the physical education institute did not make things difficult for him, and just left in such a disappointed state, and told him: "Professor Xixi, if you encounter difficulties in the blood institute, you must tell us."

Qi Lingxi smiled gently: "Don't worry, the students of the Blood Institute are gentlemen and polite, and they won't embarrass me."

The students of the Blood Institute, the Physical Institute, and the students of the Spiritual Institute who drifted by by accident: "..."

The three views are shattered, and there is no way to face the words "a gentleman is polite" in a short time!

A sneer suddenly woke everyone up.

Qi Lingxi was slightly taken aback.

Standing not far away was a black-haired boy who said he would never get in touch with each other. He was not alone, but was surrounded by a group of people.The proud blood clan is willing to walk behind others, this is unusual, Qi Lingxi's heart skipped a beat.

Sensing his gaze, the black-haired boy lowered his eyelashes, not giving him the slightest look.

He is still the most eye-catching among the outstanding blood clan, with a solemn black cloak covering his slender figure, a blue rose on the cuff flickering faintly, and the fingertips hanging on the side of his legs are clearly knuckles, with a cold look Her complexion was like ice and snow covered by the moonlight, exuding a cold air, which could not hide her elegance and dignity.

His appearance made all the students around him bow their heads, and it was only when he walked into the teaching building that the surrounding people started to move.

Qi Lingxi, who noticed this scene, couldn't help but think about it.

He is an overly rational person, but facing the upcoming answer, he still inevitably has complicated emotions.

never...

not so...

Suddenly, a sentence that had been completely ignored before suddenly appeared in his mind.When we met for the first time, the fat boy slurred a sentence: "Wh-Where did the untouchables dare to climb onto Young Master Yi's bed without permission..."

At that time, Qi Lingxi was bewitched by drugs, and the fat boy spoke very vaguely, so the pronunciation of yi could easily be overlooked...

Xiao Yi panicked first: "Master... no way... he can't just be... Qi Yi!"

Haunted!

If this is Qiyi, then the master has done, what, what!

Qi Lingxi was already standing on the podium at this time, his eyes moved, and locked on the black-haired boy who was sitting in front of the desk at the end, but still had a condescending posture.

"Qiyi." He called the name directly.

Qiyi raised his eyebrows, and all the students in the classroom gasped: Oh my god, is this human race going to die? Call that lord by his name? ? ?

Qi Lingxi: "..."

Professor Xixi, whose head was buzzing, threw another thunderbolt: "You, detention after class."