"Why leave?"

All students' lips opened and closed at the same time, forming a chorus-like sound.

"Wouldn't you stay?"

"Accompany us?"

Hua Qiong couldn't help looking around in horror, but what made her pupils suddenly shrink was that the "school sister" who was standing there just now, who had the same face as her, disappeared out of thin air.

Replaced

Hua Qiong swallowed and looked at the wall beside him. The oil painting originally hung there turned into a mirror with a golden border. It reached the ceiling with a height directly. The bottom was supported by two claws. The mirror reflected was Hua Qiong's own image.

Except for the longer hair and a bang that was enough to cover half of the face.

“!!!”

No, it’s not me! It’s that “senior sister”!

Hua Qiong subconsciously took a step back, her face became paler, and a cool air rushed straight from the soles of her feet to the back of her head. At the same time, the students around her gathered, each with inexplicable smiles on her face, her skin was strangely pale, and her cunning laughter was endless.

"It's time to take spell class?"

"If you don't leave, you will be late-!"

"bring it on--!"

Next second.

The students were like out of control and losing groups, and like manipulated puppets, thrusting at Hua Qiong while swaying their teeth and claws.
Chapter completed!