Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl - Chapter 335

“letter…”

Just as a trace of excitement appeared in his heart, Ye Jicheng raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him. Before he could speak, the latter said the next sentence that broke his heart:

“But… this time it seems to be aimed at you.”

Ye Jicheng frowned slightly, knowing that the young man was definitely not joking, and looked at the latter with a deep look, waiting for the next paragraph.

Qiang Mo chuckled lightly, but the smile on the corner of his lips showed a hint of coldness. He took the red wine on the shelf and poured it onto the piece of paper.

There was no common sense of soaking, and all the water droplets evaporated into the air the moment they touched the paper, as if they had encountered some hot object.

Yuan Xi was stunned for a moment when he saw the unusual scene, but he reacted after a while.

Where the water droplets crossed, ink-black handwriting slowly emerged, which was completely different from the previous one, which made people feel a little dazed.

This…

The corners of Qiang Mo’s lips twitched lightly, and he raised his hand to look at the contents on the paper, and there was a hint of playfulness in his thin and cool eyes.

joke?

This joke is a bit big…

He casually threw the card in his hand to Ye Jicheng, who took it and glanced at it casually, his eyes flashed with clarity, and he casually threw the paper in his hand towards the crowd.

He said, why did this guy Chou Yuan come to him alone.

Even if you want to take revenge, it is impossible for only one person to come.

Looking at the noble young man beside him, he said boredly:

“What do you think?”

Qiang Mo listened to the other party’s very familiar words, snorted lightly, and said jokingly:

“Patriarch Mo, don’t ask me what I think every time. I’m not Yuanfang, and you are not Di Renjie.”

Ye Jicheng glanced at Qiang Mo helplessly, what time was it, and he still liked to be informal.

The young man curled his lips innocently, his voice faintly mixed with coolness, and said:

“I don’t think this action is like revenge.”

Ye Jicheng’s eyes darkened, and he continued:

“How to say?”

Although he noticed something was wrong in the operation of the first thief group, he still failed to grasp the core clue.

The corners of the boy’s lips twitched slightly, and a thin and cool voice said lightly:

“Let’s not say that there is only one member of this operation. If they really want to take revenge, with their temperament, it is impossible to openly treat your guests so lightly.”

As soon as these words came out, some of those masters and nobles were naturally unhappy, and a faint voice came out:

“What do you mean by such a light hand? Are we injured less this time?!”

After he finished speaking, there was an echoing voice immediately:

“That’s right! Why?”

…

Qiang Mo glanced at the person who took the lead in coaxing and rhythm, gestured to the girl beside him, and said casually:

“Tied up.”

The corners of Yuanxi’s lips curled into a devilish smile, staring at the rope that was drawn from the first person to speak, stepped forward and tying the latter roughly.

The man looked at Yuan Xi who stepped forward in panic, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said loudly:

“Patriarch Mo, this is the banquet you invited us to, why are you still indifferent now that we are tied up?!”

Qiang Mo listened to the words of this man’s dying struggle, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

Yo, I will also bring the rhythm to Ye’s body.

In this way… it made her not want to get involved.