C42 The Question Was Very Difficult

"Hey, Bai Xiaomeng, come over here quickly."

A young girl emerged from the entrance of the Divine Martial Academy, dressed in a blue and white uniform, and waved at Zhou Ming.

She had a distinctive oval face and long ponytails trailing behind her. Racing over, she grabbed Zhou Ming's arm, "Hurry, hurry, hurry. Youyou is waiting."

"Oh, right, okay."

Zhou Ming's face tensed as Xueling