The next day, the college cleared a building for the 3E exam.
When Lu Mingfei entered the classroom, everyone was already there.
Ling was sitting in the middle wearing a palace-style dress and glanced at Lu Mingfei when he came in.
Of course, there were many people who looked at Lu Mingfei like Ling.
After all, this is the freshman who defeated Caesar, the student union president, and Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Club, on the day of admission.
Although Lu Mingfei has not expressed any voice yet, they seem to regard Lu Mingfei as the leader among the freshmen, and Qilan, who has the spirit of speech and prophet, is already preparing for the establishment of a new organization, thus forming a new organization in Cassel College. A three-legged situation.
So, the two newcomers, Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi, are the backbone of their organization.
Qi Lan turned around and was stunned for a moment when he saw Lu Mingfei.
Because he couldn't see anything from Lu Mingfei.
His prophetic spirit can predict what will happen in a certain period of time in the future, but if he wants to use his spiritual spirit, he will also pay a corresponding price.
The higher the bloodline of the opponent, the heavier the price, the more serious the prediction, and the higher the price paid.
If a person's bloodline is pure to a certain extent, he is unpredictable.
Likewise, if something goes beyond his ability, his speaking spirit will also become ineffective.
But, this is not important.
Because Qilan clearly didn't use his word spirit on Lu Mingfei just now, but his word spirit was used automatically!
He looked at Lu Mingfei, but couldn't see anything. If there was anything he could see, it would be that the future world would only be filled with endless loneliness and desolation, as well as endless ruins.
The world seems to be dead, without even a little bit of life.
Qilan's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and his face was extremely pale, like a seriously ill patient entering the ICU.
"Hey, brother, don't look at me like this. You look so scary!" Lu Mingfei said hurriedly.
Qilan quickly turned her head and forcibly stopped this vision.
The moment he terminated the spiritual prophet, Qilan's mind became dizzy and he fainted.
"Is the 3E exam so scary? It hasn't even started yet. Why are some people bleeding and crying?" someone exclaimed.
Nono, who was coming in with documents in his arms, saw this and quickly called the medical staff of the college.
After watching Qilan leave, Lu Mingfei scratched his hair in confusion.
Before turning back time, he had never encountered such a thing!
Lu Mingfei didn't go into details. He also saw Ling and was about to go over. In the back row, Xia Mi, who was wearing a short-sleeved skirt, raised his hand and waved towards Lu Mingfei, "Senior brother, come here!"
When Lu Mingfei heard this, he glanced at Xia Mi, walked over and sat down next to her.
Zero's gaze shifted from Lu Mingfei to Xia Mi, and there was no indication of what she was thinking on her stern little face.
"Do you know each other?" Xia Mi obviously noticed Zero's gaze and couldn't help but ask.
"We know each other." Lu Mingfei looked at Ling and found that Ling had turned back and was sitting upright, with his platinum curly hair scattered and his back facing them.
She was like a well-behaved royal princess, sitting quietly in her seat, waiting for the teacher to hand out the answer sheet. There were obviously many people around her, but she seemed so unsociable and lonely.
"Senior brother, how do you know so many beautiful girls?" Xia Mi asked curiously, "And, if I remember correctly, that girl is from Russia, right?"
After arriving at Kassel College, Xia Mi carefully reviewed the admission information for this new class of students. She even looked at the seniors and sisters from the previous years.
For her, it is too easy to remember these things as long as she pays attention.
"It's not important." Lu Mingfei said.
While everyone was talking, the exam answer sheets had been handed to them.
This is a white scroll with nothing on it.
In the 3E exam, only if you pass the resonance of Long Wen can you write the answer you heard on the answer sheet.
The answer sheets were distributed to everyone, and the radio mixed with dragon texts had already started ringing, and a lonely melody jumped out of the radio,
As the melody progresses, the classroom begins to change, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a chaotic dance of demons.
Some of the students who took the 3E exam burst into tears for no reason, some slammed their foreheads on the table, and some even showed their teeth and claws while muttering something in their mouths.
But they all have one thing in common, that is, their faces are filled with despair, loneliness, and sadness.
It seems that everything related to the Dragon Clan is filled with loneliness and sadness.
Although he holds such great power and power, he always feels the loneliness and sadness of a weak person.
Lu Mingfei looked at Ling again. Ling was still sitting in his seat as always, with his head lowered like a good child. He sat quietly without crying or fussing, and wrote answers on the answer sheet with a pen.
When Lu Mingfei came to his senses, Xia Mi started answering on the answer sheet without knowing when.
Lu Mingfei looked at her and found that her face was very calm, the hair on her forehead was hanging down from her cheeks, and her pink face made people want to flick it.
There was a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, and she seemed confident about the answer. Her hand holding the pen was very steady, and she drew the outline on the paper in an orderly manner. Thick and detailed lines were drawn from the tip of her pen, as if A world-renowned painter.
Yes, Xia Mi was originally a dragon king, and the answer couldn't be simpler for her.
Test the Dragon King in the language of the Dragon Clan?
Please, isn’t this using 1+1 to determine the number of doctoral candidates?
On the contrary, Lu Mingfei himself didn't know what to do for a while.
Just like in the classroom, the invigilator looks up and sees that everyone is answering the paper seriously, but you are the only one doing nothing.
If it were at Shilan Middle School, Lu Mingfei's class teacher would definitely say, "You are a weight, how much do you have to lower the class average before you are willing to do it?"
Lu Mingfei didn't want this either. When he was in school, he would only guess at multiple-choice questions, and occasionally asked Su Xiaoqiang to show him the answers.
Now, the exam paper is just a blank paper. He is not a painter, so he can't even copy it!
Lu Mingfei sighed, turned sideways, and leaned his head towards Xia Mi.
Although he couldn't copy the answer, he was curious about what the hell Xia Mi would draw.
After all, it would be very cool if you could peek at the answer!
Especially for Lu Mingfei now, besides peeking at other people's answers, he didn't know what he was going to do.
It seems that he will hand in a blank this time.
Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on Xia Mi's answer sheet. When he saw Xia Mi's answer sheet, he was shocked by the painting.
In the sky as thick as blood, a girl stood with a sword.
She stood proudly in front of the high cliff, and the hot blood overflowed from her riddled body, sliding down, irrigating the sword in her hand, flowing from the sword into the ice and snow ground, dyeing the ground red.
Lu Mingfei recognized the girl in the painting and the sword.
Xia Mi, and 'lust', one of the seven deadly sins.
In the painting, the sky is covered with snow, and on the distant mountains, the black dragon falls on the top of the snow-capped mountains. His blood dyes the icebergs red. From a distance, the towering ice peak looks like a plum blossom blooming in the cold wind.
The girl, holding her sword, faced the fierce cold wind. The wind lifted her long black hair. She looked up in the cold wind at the black dragon on the ice peaks stained red with blood in the distance.
Her back is so lonely and sad, and the whole picture is so desperate.
