Chapter 281

After the contest, the head of the bridge pier College presented the prize to him personally. The old man, with some white hair, was still strong. He was wearing thick armor and Cape. He pressed his hand on Darcy's shoulder, and his gray eyes looked at the scarred young man.

"Good, good."

He only said these words. The old general put his crown on Darcy's forehead. The shape of the crown was like a sword pointing to the sky, but only the sword in the middle was particularly straight and long, with diamond gems inlaid in the middle.

Darcy

Darcy

Darcy

At first, a few students cheered, then all the students cheered, and finally all the students cheered in ermenas.

Maybe before, Darcy was just a little-known student, but tonight we get to know this young man again. The steel like muscles on his shoulders and back, the strange and deformed wrists and ankles caused by Overtraining all show his long years of hard work and diligence.

The students cheered not only for Darcy's victory, but for his diligence. Many students on the scene have made efforts to varying degrees, but not every time there will be a return to pay, restlessness and loss are often filled with heart.

But today, Darcy tells these students that sweat and effort are not meaningless, and blood and resources cannot define everything. Although every step is very small, it also has its own unique significance. The so-called tower of victory is not sudden, but accumulated by countless small stones.

In the cheering crowd, Jack and his companions also stand up. This time, instead of burying himself in books, he keeps a close eye on the crowned student on the stage.

I wish I could be like him.

The emotions in my heart are envy, jealousy, warmth and admiration.

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After the award ceremony, the students also gradually came to an end. Some seniors fly away directly, while others who are not good at flying wait in line for the elevator.

"Night spirit, wake up." Lorraine Hill shook the sleeping creature on her knee and watched her slowly rub her eyes to wake up.

"What's the matter, sister Lorraine? Ha ~" she yawned. She didn't seem to have enough sleep, so she stretched out a lot.

"Get up, the game is over." Lorraine Hill took the little guy by the waist, made her shiver, and giggled.

"I, I'm up." The body quickly sprang up, and then jumped out of Lorraine Hill's arm range. The night spirit trotted a few steps on the empty steps before turning back. The long horsetails swept the side of vermeea, and then was caught by one of them.

"Let go, sister vimiya ~" night spirit coquettishly begged for mercy, and then was directly lifted up by the back of the bronsa.

"You finally wake up and crush other people's knees all night." Boumansa holds the night spirit firmly so that it can't move.

"Wuwu, I know I'm wrong. I'm afraid next time." Although Yeling's strength is good, most of her peers can't beat her, but boumansha is an exception. She can easily subdue her every time.

"Ha ha, Xiaoyeling has finally met the killer." Lily makes a face at the night spirit, then jokes.

In this way, the eight girls in the two dormitories, standing on the grandstand where the snowflakes are falling, are talking in a low voice. From time to time, there are a few laughs. They are quietly waiting for the crowd in front of the elevator to disperse.

The next day, during the day.

After thinking for a while, Lorraine Hill decided to visit the injured Ling Xin. Of course, he had to pay attention to the change of identity.

The place where the injured students recuperate and treat their injuries is Qingquan palace of temple college. After inquiring about it, Lorraine Hill went back to the independent hut and put on the long skirt she used to wear when she was a lady. The white dress with star decoration and hollow patterns on the waist and skirt body is elegant and exquisite.

Through the sunny corridor and the courtyard with clear spring water, the silver haired Lorraine Hill walks in the palace. On the way, students in black and white uniforms and temple staff can be seen from time to time.

For fear that the other party would not recognize her, she did not wear the pendant and glasses that tidys had given her today. Instead, she went to visit with her original appearance.

The sun shines on the soft and dreamy face, and under the silver hair is the blue and transparent pupil like the sky. With its feet, the white shoes with thin legs seem to walk through people's hearts, with ripples and ripples.

"Who is that girl?"

"It's beautiful."

"Is this an angel?"

......

Whispered talk and discussion accompanied by curious eyes, from time to time secretly glance, let Lorraine Hill heart secretly helpless, early know to wear glasses, then take off, but there are a lot of people here, rashly change appearance, I'm afraid it will cause more attention and disturbance.

First of all. She quickened her pace, turned a few corners and listened to the position of the bell.

"Hello, may I ask the student who was injured in the college competition yesterday Lorraine Hill asked a nun in a black uniform.

"Are you going to see them? Please go that way The nun pointed out a direction.

"Thank you."

Lorraine Hill went to the other side. This side was a corridor in the palace. There were gems shining on the top of his head to illuminate the ground. Next to it were rooms with room numbers written on them. It can be seen that most of them were rest rooms for the wounded.

There are not many people in the corridor. Occasionally, students from other colleges can be seen. They may also come to visit their injured friends.

"I'm sorry."

A young man in a light green robe walked quickly by his side. His left hand was bandaged, and the leather bag slung around his waist almost scratched Lorraine Hill's wrist. Fortunately, she passed by nimbly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry."

"I'm really sorry, because it's urgent."

The student quickly bowed, and Lorraine Hill said he didn't care. Then he quickly left and continued to walk outside.

As the student walked through the hallway and hall to the sparsely pedestrian fountain courtyard, his pace slowed down.

"Elro, did you meet an angel just now?" A voice, a little frightened and trembling, came from the inside of his bag.

"Angels?" Young ello opened his bag and looked at the ghost hovering in the glass bottle. It seemed that it was an old man.

"No... wait a minute. If you mean the girl, that looks like an angel."

The young man in the green robe recalled the young girl with silver hair whom he had just bumped into. Although he only had a quick glance, he was still very impressed.

"It's not about looks, I'm really an angel." The ghost in the bottle nervously looks around, makes some passers-by look curiously, and then continues to walk away.

In the temple academy, where there are many Angel sequences and deathless sequences, ghosts are not rare, but it's a little strange that they will be closed in bottles.

"No, the lowest angel is also the existence of sequence 8. If you want to say who is most likely to be an angel in the college, that is the beautiful person who grew up in the college."

"No, I'm talking about a higher level or several levels of angels." The ghost was a little worried, and then let the boy close his ears.

"Just now I felt a pure soul in my bag, which is undoubtedly the characteristic of an angel. It may also be the highest level angel. Do you see what I mean? "

"Isn't it a mistake?" Youth some hesitant say.

"No way! Are you doubting the great saudes? I was a great wizard of mercury Dynasty and experienced chaos disaster. I really met angels. " The ghost felt offended by his self-esteem.

"Well, don't brag about your wonderful past. I think you have to reflect on the fact that, as the top Wizard of mercury Dynasty, I was easily defeated by Darcy in the same grade as Darcy. "

"Don't you say that my talent is rare in a hundred years? Alas, it makes me happy."

Although the young man said this, he was not really angry. He just wanted to make a fool of it. He had more important things to do, but he didn't want to get involved with the angel. The ghost old man wanted him to find the trace of the angel just now.

"Do you have a dream? I want to think how prosperous the mercury Dynasty was at the beginning. It took the world as its own responsibility and suppressed the chaotic whirlpool everywhere. "

"I didn't know that later people were inferior to each other. Later they had to lead angels to the lower world..."

"Stop, stop, stop... I have something else to do." The boy is going to put the bottle in the bag again.

"No, do you know what the lower world of angels means? Chaos disaster... "His voice was covered by the sealed bag, and the boy quickly walked out again