Chapter 940：

Zhang Wei boasted a bit and saw that it did not attract the attention of the girls.

He sighed secretly that he was an undiscovered potential stock, and spoke out his own judgment.

"I feel that the level should not be high!"

"Before, my dad took me and ate with a sixth-order disaster-level spiritual master!"

"Even ordinary people like us can feel that there will be a frightening aura from these powerful spiritual masters!"

"At that time, I felt that after eating the whole meal, my clothes behind my back were soaked in cold sweat, and I didn't even dare to speak loudly!"

"My dad accompanies the whole process to deal with it carefully!"

"But this big brother doesn't have the kind of aura that might radiate from a powerful spiritual master. I guess the level sequence shouldn't be very high!"

The girls around are in junior high school and like fantasy and romantic age.

At this moment, I heard Zhang Wei's words one by one, although we all know that Zhang Wei's temperament is a little bit off, but what he said is somewhat authentic.

Thinking of this, they also nodded in agreement.

The girl who committed the **** before, continued to look excited and said: "This is just right!"

"The level of strength is too high, and there is a gap with our old class!"

"That handsome guy is so young, he just saw that he just joined the Demon Bureau for not long!"

"Struggling and struggling at the bottom, I met our teacher Ji under the circumstances of accidents!"

"Then, support each other with Teacher Ji, work hand in hand, never leave, and step by step to become a big figure like the director of the Demon Expelling Bureau!"

"Proper protagonist template!"

The other girls heard the "prejudgment" of the flower idiot again, although they looked helpless, but they all listened with relish and yearning again and again.

At this moment, the **** girl suddenly shouted with surprise on her face.

"Look at it, look at it!"

"Ms. Ji has passed by!"

"Our old class is going to take the initiative to launch an offensive!"

The boys and girls in the class, and other classmates, all heard the voice of the idiot.

Everyone leaned over with enthusiasm, gathered together, and watched from a distance.

"Where!"

"Fuck, the old class is awesome, it's the first time to be so proactive!"

"Winter is coming soon, can spring be far behind? It seems that the spring of our old class is coming early!"

"Come on, old class!"

"Ms. Ji, we are all your strong backing!"

"..."

The students in each class looked over here from a distance with relish.

Ji Lanqin naturally listened to the noise of the students behind him.

At the moment, her somewhat thin face couldn't hold it anymore, and she directly hung two blobs of crimson.

Ji Lanqin, who originally wanted to come up to greet her politely, only felt that she was in a dilemma.

She bit her lip slightly, looked up at Ye Fan, and when she saw the latter's gentle and suspicious gaze, Ji Lanqin plucked up the courage and took the initiative to speak.

"Hello, are you also here to visit the Martyrs Cemetery?"

Ye Fan shook his head slightly: "I'll come to pay homage to my comrades-in-arms, and do something by the way!"

Ji Lanqin secretly said in his heart as expected.

She guessed that Ye Fan, who was in the uniform of the Demon Bureau, might have come to pay homage to his comrades in arms, but if the two are not familiar with each other, the first sentence is not easy to ask.

He said to worship his comrades!

Is he also one of the spiritual masters who fought on the front line when the Demon Capital was captured before?

Ji Lanqin secretly raised his eyes to look at Ye Fan's young and handsome, as if there were stars in his eyes, he couldn't help but secretly think.

Ye Fan was also in awe.

After the Demon Capital is rebuilt, the list and avatars of the sacrificed martyrs will be shown on the TV every day, as well as heroic deeds.

The list and deeds of the surviving psychic masters are also among them.

These people are all heroes of the magic capital.

The magic city also set up a day of mourning for the whole city, and also held a grand ceremony of mourning and remembering the heroes.

All the people of the magic city are actively participating in it spontaneously.

now,

Ji Lanqin recalled those lists, and looked at Ye Fan's gaze, admiring and cordially.

She couldn't help but mustered the courage to proactively stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, my name is Ji Lanqin!"

"It's the No. 1 Middle School affiliated to Modu, the head teacher of the first grade (1) class!"

Ye Fan smiled gently, stretched out his hand, shook briefly, and said, "Ye Fan!"

When the two were simply chatting to each other, the student team of thousands of people in front, led by their respective teachers, scattered to every corner of the square.

It seemed a little empty in front of him.

The director of the Martyrs Cemetery Police Station, named Xue Furong, was in his fifties, and his hair had already been grayed out.

When he was young, he made a lot of contributions to the front line of the magic capital psychic master.

After getting older, although his rank strength is still the fourth-order restricted rank, his combat strength is much worse.

Before, Xue Furong worked in the satellite city around the magic city, and did not participate in the battle to defend the magic city.

This made him feel very self-blame in his heart, and failed to fight for the defense of the magic city.