Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Ji Mu turned around abruptly, and a sharp leaf slashed across his neck, almost killing him.

Seeing that he had been exposed, he stopped hiding and walked out directly. At first glance, he saw three "little girls" who had no longer concealed their aura at all.

Putting on a fighting posture, he directly fought with Serum Hitomi.

After all, he is the leader, and his strength is naturally good. Even if the girl is not serious, it can be a tie.

There was a hint of interest in the blood-red eyes of the serum, this guy... but he can play with him.

On the side, Ye Su looked at the two sides that were fighting hot, frowned slightly, looked at the ordinary killer who had been injured by spiritual power before, and walked in front of a few people with a light expression.

Then, he took out an exquisite ceramic bottle from his arms, opened it, and gave the pills inside to the injured killer on the ground.

One of them still had strength left and desperately resisted:

"If you want to kill or slash, please listen and respect! Why do you have to torture our brothers!"

Ye Su smiled innocently. She really didn't want to torture her. This bottle of pills was already the least poisonous bottle she had on her body.

If you die, you just pass out for a few days...

If her medicine works normally, she should be numb and weak in her limbs, unable to speak or move.

That's all.

Well... that's right, that's all.

Regardless of the unyielding gaze of the man on the ground, Ye Su directly clicked on the latter's acupuncture point, shoved the pill into it roughly, and then pressed up and down, closing his mouth again.

The killer had already been forced to eat it, but he was still stubbornly not swallowing, doing his last struggle.

Ye Su looked at the latter's face and said unbearably:

"Actually, this medicine starts to take effect as long as it touches the inner skin..."

Speaking of these words, the eyes of the people on the ground froze for a moment, and then they could no longer move.

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The three of them were in full swing, but Qiang Mo... went around in a big circle and came to the back where Ji Mu and the others were ambush before.

He simply didn't even cover it up, the corners of his thin and cool lips twitched slightly, and his eyes lightly looked at a group of people who were still on standby not far away.

He stepped forward and stepped on the broken branches and leaves, but he didn't make a sound.

Qiang Mo looked at the person who was still lying in ambush in front of him, patted the latter on the shoulder, and there was a hint of joking in his voice:

"Dude, don't you feel numb lying here?"

The man replied subconsciously:

"Being in our line of work, just get used to it..."

and many more……

He turned around suddenly, only to see a small smile on the corner of the boy's lips, and then he fell vertically, unconscious.

As soon as this movement came out, the surrounding people noticed it, raised the gun in his hand, and shot at the young man one after another.

Qiang Mo's cold eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, why would someone always want to shoot at her?

Obviously...the consequences are the same...

Sure enough, all the bullets slowed down like a sci-fi blockbuster the moment they approached the teenager, and then they were gradually scorched by the vainly rising temperature in the air and turned to ashes.

These people are not stupid, they naturally reacted, picked up the walkie-talkie on the slope, and said:

"Brother Ji, there is a spiritual practitioner at the back."

Ji Mu on the other side was tired of dealing with Serum Hitomi's playful attack, while listening to the communication in his ear.