Soon, brisk footsteps were heard behind him.
After a few steps, Chu Ci was walking side by side with him.
It seemed that he was really not affected at all. Feng Luo turned his head to look at Chu Ci next to him, raised his eyebrows in some confusion, and still couldn't understand why the main and auxiliary systems now have such strong psychological endurance.
The corners of his lips were slightly pursed.
Chu Ci kept looking up, her eyes fixed on his face.
Then he spoke, "There's blood on his face, under his eyes."
Just now, it seemed as if a drop of water had been splashed...
Feng Luo raised his hand and wiped his face with the back of his hand. Looking at the faint blood-red on the back of his hand, he responded in a low voice.
“Those people just stayed there?”
Chu Ci said this and glanced back.
Feng Luo's attack was not gentle, and they all fainted. Not a single one was left, and it was unknown when they would wake up.
"pity?"
Hearing Chu Ci say this, Feng Luo laughed, but the smile on the corner of his lips was a little cold.
"No, it's just that if I don't wake up tomorrow morning, the college will probably look for me. I have to go to the library tomorrow morning, and I probably won't be able to take the shortcut. If I see it but don't report it, I will lose credits if I'm found out."
Chu Ci thought about it and spoke to him seriously.
Obviously, he felt very sorry for his few credits.
Feng Luo: ...
"I didn't hit him that hard. At most, he woke up in the middle of the night."
The corners of his lips twitched, and he suddenly felt as if he had some sympathy for the guys who had started the provocation.
Not only was I severely criticized, but I finally met a senior from my major or minor department. Her first reaction was not to find the teacher, but to watch the show. After she left, she even asked about them, and the focus was on her own credits.
Why is it so pitiful?
"You fought with them and let them win?"
Chu Ci's focus was obviously not so accurate.
Thinking about Feng Luo's quick, accurate and ruthless actions just now, she subconsciously asked a question.
He didn't really want to kill anyone...
Feng Luo lowered his head and looked at Chu Ci. The smile on his lips didn't look very nice. "Why are you following me, Senior Sister?"
He wouldn't hear anything about bad kids needing to be taught a lesson, would he?
"To flirt with you."
The next second, Chu Ci spoke as a matter of course without thinking.
Feng Luo:……???
Did he get the wrong script?
Logically speaking, there are relatively few people in the main and auxiliary systems, and because of their fear of the main combat system, many people in the main and auxiliary systems will not choose mental binding, and basically will not look for main combat system humans.
Generally, the main combat humans who have such needs chase the main auxiliary humans.
Why is it the other way around for him?
A strange expression appeared on his slightly contemptuous face. He looked down at Chu Ci and repeated, "Chatting?"
"Yes," Chu Ci nodded and showed her information card, "Chu Ci, second-level student."
Things were feeling increasingly wrong.
Feng Luo licked his fangs with the tip of his tongue. It was a rare thing like this and he was a little confused.
He came from a poor family and had to struggle to get to where he was. By the time he was ten years old and could detect his mental power and tendencies, he was already among children and had fought many fights with adults.
It was sent here only after it was detected that it was a mental force with attacking tendencies.
Although he has experienced seven or eight years of comfortable life, he is still the same at heart.
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