Yan Yan and Hao Min looked at Mi August in astonishment.
One night? Four paragraphs!
Mi August nodded to Qiu Yijian, “Remember the teachings of our late teacher.”
She put the remaining grapes into her wishful bag and understood that this thing was probably a spiritual material that could relieve spiritual poison.
It’s just that this way of relieving spiritual poison has quite a lot of side effects.
Just one grape made her body freeze to the point of losing at least 30% of her mobility. Two more grapes would probably freeze her completely. Together with the cold air that penetrated deeply into the spiritual sea, it also caused slight damage to the spiritual core, but this damage was quickly recovered under the operation of Mi August’s spiritual power.
At present, she doesn’t know if other spiritual children can deal with this side effect so quickly. One thing is certain: the teacher who gave the grapes thought that using grapes to suppress spiritual poisons, the side effects that come with it are not worth mentioning.
The tone and tone of his words all indicate that spiritual poison is an imminent danger, and any other damage is nothing compared to spiritual poison.
If she was eroded by spiritual poison like others, she would also strongly agree with this teacher’s approach. However, it has been proven many times that Mi August has determined that the spiritual poison cannot corrode her mind, so there is no need to waste the grape spiritual material in this regard. Taking it directly will be harmful to her.
When the morning bell rang for the fifth time, Zenghua Square was finally filled with new students besides the August three.
This batch of freshmen came in groups, and when they saw Mi August and others sitting on the futon, they knew they were in the right place.
They came in quickly but had no idea where to sit.
“I have met the teacher.” One of them bowed to Qiu Yijian in the pavilion: “We are the new students coming to school.”
Qiu Yijian: “Yeah.”
He glanced at everyone and said nothing.
Everyone had various expressions on their faces, but they didn’t know what to do.
Qiu Qing said at this time, “Those who are disheveled will come out.”
As soon as these words came out, there was a small commotion among the freshmen.
Students who thought they were neatly dressed had already taken the initiative to separate themselves from those who were disheveled, while some anxiously lowered their heads to check what they were wearing.
The so-called disheveled students looked pale.
“I’m not. I was accidentally contaminated.”
“No, I won’t get started.”
Among the crowd, there were students who fled in panic.
Halfway through, he suddenly burst into flames, leaving no ashes in the blink of an eye.