"... Shi'an? Shi'an?"
Zhao She's concerned voice came from her ears: "What's wrong, is it uncomfortable in any way?"
No, at least not now.
Shi An took a deep breath slowly.
He lowered his eyes and shook his head slowly, his soft hair swayed slightly with the movement, and his long black eyelashes covered the hideous scarlet vertical pupils, and his voice was low and calm:
"fine."
Zhao She glanced at Shi'an hesitantly.
The young man lowered his head, half of his face hidden in the shadows, only his white chin and tight lips were exposed.
It looks well-behaved and harmless.
…Is it an illusion
Zhao She retracted his gaze and looked up at the podium again.
The principal of Irvine College just finished speaking the last sentence. With a smile on his fat face, he raised his short ring-filled hand and waved it slowly and restrainedly towards the audience as an embellishment for the end of his speech.
There was continuous applause from the audience.
Shi An raised his hand and slowly patted.
In a place that no one can see, a few dusty black bugs fell from Shi'an's cuffs, crawling towards the principal of Irvine College at a speed that could not be captured by the line of sight, and quickly disappeared. In the thick brocade robe of the other party.
A total of five schools participated in the exchange meeting. Although the Department of Strength is not highly valued, it is also a grand gathering of academic exchanges. As the host, Aiwen College naturally has to do a good job.
After the principal finished his speech, the person in charge took the students from the other four schools to their respective rest areas.
The exchange will officially start in three days.
Before that, students from the other four colleges can walk around the campus freely and get familiar with the environment.
Students from the Academy of Ability People live on the east side of the rest area.
Here is a not too high, but very spacious tower, with a rough shape and thick walls, which has the local characteristics of Avon District.
The magical flames burned in the fireplace, and the inside of the tower was warm, with no ice and snow outside.
Zhao She took off his coat and stretched his muscles and bones.
Although it was indeed cold here, it was still much more comfortable than the canyon area they had visited before, at least the severe cold that humans could bear.
At this moment, the previous student who was 1.9 meters tall and had spoken to Shi'an in the square walked over.
His name is Wei Bocheng, and he is a third-grade force student.
He greeted Zhao She, and sat down by the fire: "Speaking of which, the schoolboy on the square earlier is your friend?"
Zhao She: "Yes."
Wei Bocheng shook his head in amazement: "He actually belongs to the power system, I really didn't expect it."
Zhao She: "..."
Don't talk about you, I didn't expect it either.
Wei Bocheng said with emotion: "But even you say that he is very strong. He is definitely not an ordinary person. As expected, I am too preconceived at the beginning."
Zhao She: "..."
It's really strong.
However, what he was talking about was actually the fire system.
Zhao She opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally fell into silence with a subtle expression.
... This, he doesn't know where to start.
Wei Bocheng looked at Zhao She and smiled heartily: "Hahaha, when will you apologize to your friend for me? I am not the kind of person who judges people by appearance, but he does seem to be..."
He suddenly got stuck, and seemed a little wondering how to end this sentence without offending others.
Shi An looked slender and weak in Zhao She's mind.
He sighed, and patted Wei Bocheng on the shoulder with empathy: "It's okay, brother, I understand."
After all, he didn't expect it at first.
Even if he saw the gray crows burning to death in the sky, when he saw Shi'an, Zhao She still had subconscious doubts in his heart.
Just him
impossible
—So in the training ground of Wang Li's house, he was directly vomited by the opponent's surging magical power, and finally went to the hospital with a dismayed face. This was truly convincing.
Even though the other party is now participating in this academic exchange meeting as a force department, after a brief surprise, Zhao She quickly accepted the facts.
I don’t know why, after so long, Zhao She has a strange feeling, no matter how incredible it is, as long as it’s time and safety, it seems...
Is it impossible to do it
Wei Bocheng thought of something. He looked around and asked with some doubts:
"Huh? Speaking of which, where is your friend?"
Zhao She was taken aback, straightened up slightly, and looked around inside the tower.
Shi'an, who had been in the team before, didn't know when he disappeared.
He scratched his head: "Is it possible to go to rest?"
"So early?" Wei Bocheng showed a surprised expression.
Zhao She nodded: "Yes."
Based on what he knew about Shi'an, it is estimated that the other party is already in bed now.
Shi'an, who should have been lying in a warm bed, was walking forward in the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow.
His earmuffs, gloves, and scarf were all full set of pink bunny patterns—after returning from Irvine District, Chen Meng gave him a full set.
Shi An didn't expect that he would use it again so quickly.
He straightened the earmuffs of the same color with pink gloves and sniffed.
Damn it, it's cold.
Although Shi An had wrapped himself up tightly, and he had stuffed the fire gems sent by Mu Heng into the pockets of his clothes, but he still couldn't completely resolve the chill in Aiwen District.
It is simply unforgivable to let myself be forced to come to this ghost place, and to go out in this ghost weather!
Shi An's anger towards those thieves deepened by a few more points.
He raised his eyes, and the red dark tide in the dark eyes has never disappeared since just now, showing a chilling inhuman quality.
The boy's voice was clear and soft: "Hey, is this direction right?"
Devil:
"My lord, don't worry, my puppet incarnation has already followed. It's absolutely correct!"
The principal of Aiwen College is named Lu Yuanyi.
There are five colleges on the mainland, and the deans of each college have their own research directions. The president of the Ability Academy is good at ancient languages, and the principal of the Aiwen College is good at magic defense.
His residence is in the center of the entire college, a very exquisite and gorgeous spire.
The style in the minaret is extravagant.
Thick carpets cover the ground, burning fireplaces, complicated and expensive wall decorations, and every piece of furniture is carefully crafted to satisfy anyone's most extravagant and glorious enjoyment.
Lu Yuanyi was sitting on the recliner. He stretched out his short, thick fingers and stroked his half-bald head.
Facing the light, he admired the ring on his five fingers, and slowly flicked his eyes one by one, and finally landed on the white jewel ring on his thumb.
The crystal clear gems shone brightly under the light, which is simply fascinating.
Looking at his own collection, Lu Yuanyi smiled happily and contentedly.
The rocking chair studded with gold thread swayed back and forth, creaking under his heavy body.
"Does it look good?" Without warning, an unfamiliar teenager sounded in the room.
The timbre is clear, the soft tail is slightly raised, and it sounds cheerful and gentle. But don't know why, it makes people feel creepy.
Lu Yuanyi's scalp was numb, and he was in a cold sweat. He suddenly stood up from the recliner and habitually summoned a magic defensive cover.
"Who is where? Come out!!!"
Beads of sweat ooze from Lu Yuanyi's half-bald forehead, and greasy light is reflected in the light.
how come
Although he was not proficient in other aspects, he did not allow the enemy to sneak into his room without even noticing it.
Although there is still no one in front of him, his instinct is frantically alerting him, heralding danger.
However, it doesn't matter.
Lu Yuanyi took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
In the field of magic defense, he is called second, and no one dares to call first. This time the opponent is still too naive, and he actually gave him time to release the magic mask. In this case, the opponent will never hurt him again. .
At this time—
Shao Young Rou's voice sounded behind him: "Why, don't you want to tell me?"
What, what
Lu Yuanyi's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned and looked behind him subconsciously.
Before his eyes caught the real shadow, a sharp silver-white flash passed in front of his eyes, the light was dazzling and bright, and his eyes were sore that flashed at that moment.
In the next second, it sounded like scratching a metal surface with a sharp nail.
Click—click—
The fragmented sound gradually became clear and dense, symbolizing ominousness, like urging footsteps, stepping on Lu Yuanyi's heart.
No, it's not good!
Lu Yuanyi was horrified and hurriedly mobilized his magic power in an attempt to strengthen his defense in front of him—
It's too late.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound rang in the room.
One hand suddenly tightened, and forcibly crushed Lu Yuanyi's magic shield with his bare hands!
The joints are slender, the skin is white, and the nails are neatly trimmed and round, with a touch of soft pink.
It was such a beautiful hand, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, and went straight through the shattered magic mask, and directly pinched the thick and fat neck of the middle-aged man.
Under the shining of the light, the back of the white hand was shining with metallic silver light, as if covered with a layer of extremely flexible and extremely tough scales.
Tighten your fingers a little bit and lift them up slowly.
Lu Yuanyi's toes gradually lifted off the ground and thumped hard in the air. His eyes were filled with blood and his mouth opened wide due to lack of oxygen. He panted with his stubby fingers and pulled the pinch on his throat with his stubby fingers. hand.
But that hand was like a cast of copper and iron, clasped tightly on his throat like an iron hoop.
Yes, who is it
In this world, how could there be human beings who destroy their defenses with their bare hands...
Lu Yuanyi lowered his head with difficulty, opened a pair of eyes that had already started to darken, and looked at the person who lifted him—
The other person's figure was shrouded in black smoke, and he couldn't really see it. Only a pair of scarlet vertical pupils fixedly looked over in the darkness, as if the flames burning blazingly in the depths of the abyss, flickering to make him frightened. The terrible light.
The expression in those eyes was cold and cruel, like a top predator, looking at his prey.
"It's not a good habit to ignore other people's problems."
The tender and innocent voice of the teenager sounded in his ears: "So, I will ask one last time."
The fingertips slowly applied force, and the throat bone made an overwhelmed gurgling sound, as if it would be squeezed abruptly in the next second.
"Does other people's things look good?"
The author has something to say:
The more pink the earmuffs, the harder the beating