After Being Fancied by a Necromancer ABFBN Chapter 28 MTL:
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"Oh! This is interesting! Finally a freshman took out his wand, and he should be able to see a simple magic attack~"
Chris looked at the picture projected by the crystal ball in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
Very good, now other wizards can't ask him to retire Wu Jing.
"Sure enough, the dean has a way, hee hee hee."
Chris smiled to himself, his black lace glove resting on his chin.
The little puppet man on his shoulder also made a terrifying "Jie Jie Jie" laughter.
"Master Dean, do you want to make a bet?"
Chris tilted his head to look at Brian.
"Look who wins!"
His voice got excited.
"Okay, I bet the freshman without the wand wins."
Brian looked at the picture in front of him and said lightly.
Chris was slightly taken aback.
He just said it casually, not sure that the moody dean of his college would agree.
However, the other side actually bet on the side with the obvious disadvantage to win.
Chris was confused.
He looked carefully at the young man named Cyril Lawrence, who was indeed very beautiful and delicate, just a little worse than himself.
Could it be that Mr. Dean is betting on his face?
"Then I bet the freshman with the wand to win! If I win, Lord Dean, you must give me a bottle of rare lucky potion; if I lose, I promise to give Prepare a gift that suits you!"
It doesn't matter what the other party is betting on, it's better to get the benefit first.
Chris opened his mouth and said, the small abacus in his heart crackling.
The rare lucky potion is priceless, but he knows that the dean must have a collection.
Chris thought of the Dean's laboratory he had been to before, and saw the cabinet of various precious medicines worth thousands of Wu Jing, and was extremely envious.
However, he lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful little dress on his body.
Well, it's the Wu Jing taste that comes right up.
Those **** Smurf tailors are blackmailers!
"Hmm."
Brian nodded lazily.
He gently turned the tail ring on his finger, and looked up at Cyril in the crystal ball.
The ambiguous light swaying above the circular stage cast a beautiful shadow on his fair little face.
Golden light spots jumped on his slender eyelashes, dyeing the small tear mole at the end of his left eye into dazzling gold.
Little Rose's back is thin and straight.
A pair of almond eyes are bright and clear, without the slightest panic, with a certain look on the face.
Brian looks forward to Cyril's next performance with great interest.
After all, he specially changed the cards in Little Rose's hand and created new rules for him.
I am really bothered.
The handsome necromancer thought casually.
He gave a low chuckle, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
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After Being Fancied by a Necromancer | BL, MTL
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