Descent of An Immortal

"What great invention is it this time?" Hearing the words of the classmate who was acting as the sentry, everyone immediately surrounded him. Ling Yi whispered, "What kind of invention is it? Is it a daily use necessity or is it a weapon?"

"I, too, do not know." The sentry classmate shrugged his shoulders. "Sister Blood Consort seems to be wearing it. Don't ask, she'll be here soon."

Du Xinzhen glanced at Hong Dali, who was reading and tipping novels beside him, and asked sneakily, "Hey, what do you guys think, is Sister Blood Consort here for Big Bro Dali? After a small calculation using my fingers, except for Big Bro Dali, there is no one else worthy for Sister Blood Consort to come to school."

"That's possible!" Everyone nodded their heads. Ling Yi then continued, "Everyone, return to your seats! Quick!"

Everyone in the class immediately rushed back to their seats orderly, not even causing a hint of noise while doing so.