Chapter 523: Magic Academy (10)

Yu Chu, who was preparing to step down from the high platform, blinked and looked back at him: "What?"
"You are just an ordinary person," the young boy looked at her coldly, his lips slightly sloppy, and the long hair of ice and silver poured, looking like a delicate and beautiful ice sculpture.
"How can you get into the prison?" he asked slowly.
Yu Chu squatted, "The Devil? Here?"
She looked up at the hall and found that the word was very suitable for describing it.
She shook her head sincerely: "I don't know." Suddenly, she pointed to the history book in her arms. "I admire you very much, so I really want to do something for you. I can come in here, maybe I will also have it for you." Help."
The young man licked his scorpion and lowered his eyelashes slightly. He said: "You can't."
"..."
Yu Chu said, "Okay, I am leaving."
Ansair didn't speak, just closed her throat and listened to the girl's footsteps.
Yu Chu walked down the high platform, but found that he seemed to be unable to go out. She looked out the door.
It is still a golden passage, not a corridor in the school library.
The last time I left here was a sudden sense of weightlessness. After I was dizzy, I returned to the school corridor.
On the high platform, the teenager opened his eyes silently.
The beautiful scorpion stared quietly at the girl below, and after a few seconds, the eyelashes fell slightly.
Yu Chu stood under the high platform and stood for a while, suddenly hearing a slight sound.
She turned her head and saw the chain that came out of the snow white pool and began to tremble slightly.
She looked up in horror and saw the huge black tombstone that began to turn red at this time. The black and red magical spirits spread along the chain.
The magical entanglement of the aunt's ankles and wrists, the place where the steel nails were worn, the red blood began to penetrate slowly, and the white clothes were smudged.
The blood is falling along the long hair of ice and silver, and the contrast between white skin and Yinhong is especially obvious.
The beautiful and clear boy is motionless.
He lowered his eyelashes and looked like nothing, as if he had not suffered.
Yu Chu suddenly looked at it all.
The dawn of Ansair is right with her.
The boy who was bound to the tombstone, the snow-white appearance, like a god.
At this moment, Yu Chu finally realized that Anse Aier is the first magical genius, and what is the difference between ordinary people and the ordinary people in this world.
He is already a god.
The pure, unstained spirit, the heartless, heart-filled, everything is white and clear.
Tied to the chain, nailed to the wrist and collarbone, subjected to a fixed torment, but faceless, ice and silver slumber as a frozen lake.
In the face of his quiet scorpion, this body even produced an impulse to worship.
The knees were slightly soft, and Yu Chu bit his lip. He saw the person faintly closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled.
It must be very painful.
The steel nails began to slowly pull out from the collarbone, and the red and black magic wraps around the steel nails, and even makes a squeaking sound when scratching the surface of the wound.
Ansair has no expression at all.
The four steel nails were slowly pulled out a little, suspended in midair, surrounded by magic.
Yu Chu stayed for a few seconds, suddenly dropped the book, and stepped up to the high platform, close to the tombstone.
The teenager is always quiet, with slight lashes and a dull look.
The suspended steel nails began to rotate slowly.
It will be nailed again.
Suddenly, a slender hand came out, and as soon as they grasped them, they threw them down the platform.