Chapter 390: The One Who Is Still a Mystery Passes Through
"That, don't fight, Misaka Misaka is not afraid, Misaka Misaka is holding your hand to persuade. The gray-haired girl with slightly red cheeks and pear blossoms and rain grabbed the white-haired boy's withered right hand tightly and stopped him.
"It's okay, right?"
"Hmm. ”
This matter was indeed wrong with Fang Hong, so he didn't say anything, Fang Hong laughed a little shyly, and took the lead in interrupting the embarrassing atmosphere, telling Estelle to continue to busy himself with his work, and by the way, he sent some water to the two of them.
"Well, then I'll go down. ”
"Since you're here, you're welcome, sit down!"
Fang Hong stretched out his hand and motioned for the thin young man to sit down, Fang Tong looked at Fang Hong's sturdy muscles that were faintly exposed from the sleeves of his black coat, and compared his thin figure, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Tea?"
Fang Hong found a few porcelain cups from under the table, strode to the dishwasher not far away, turned on the faucet and cleaned them, and generously placed them in front of everyone.
"There's only one I like, West Lake Longjing, sorry, but there's juice in the fridge if you don't like it. ”
Because there are few guests here, he didn't prepare too many things to entertain guests, and when Fang Hong bought things, he always came according to his own preferences, and frankly speaking, it would be good to have Longjing to drink.
"It doesn't matter, although I prefer coffee, how are you?"
"Misaka wants juice, Misaka wants juice, Misaka Misaka is afraid of your neglect and raises his hands high. ”
"Okay, okay, you know where the refrigerator is, can you get it yourself?"
Fang Hong squatted down and touched the last work that seemed to have substituted himself into the identity of his sister, too, in the group of Sister Misaka, there was no number of 2002, and the last work was the youngest sister, and now there was a smaller one, she naturally raised her small chest to act as a sister.
"Speaking of which, you guys are really worry-free. ”
Fang Hong pushed the teacup that was still emitting heat in front of Yuriko and Fang Tongtong, they both had almost the same upbringing, and even the taste of coffee was the same.
"How about Yuriko, how is the research on the 'Eye of Truth' slate, it seems that there should be something to gain, right?"
It's the end of October, and the weather seems to have cooled down in an instant.
Because Fang Hong wanted Yuriko to feel more about nature, the girl had always turned off the 'vector reflection', and the sudden drop in temperature naturally had an impact on her.
Fang Hong looked at her with great interest as she put her hands in the thin sweater, only half of her palms were exposed and she was holding the teacup, she looked cute and cute.
For Fang Hong's question, the white-haired girl seemed to be summing up the language, Yuriko's lips were pressed against the edge of the porcelain cup, gently blowing the white mist that floated up, well, although Yuriko has always been cute, it's a pity that she didn't realize it herself.
"There was no progress, and if it weren't for his sudden appearance in front of me today, I would have thought I had done useless work. ”
Yuriko's beautiful red eyes glanced at the thin boy beside her, and her slender fingers even playfully teased the ends of his hair, although it was slightly better, but his hair still looked a little dry.
"And what do you mean when you came to me today?"
Fang Hong raised his eyebrows, crossed his hands, and pressed his chin to ask.
"I want you to help, and you're the only man I'm familiar with, otherwise let them live there." The white-haired girl shrugged.
"My family is now living in the bidding, forget it, if I don't let the bidding come here, I will live with one party!"
Fang Hong turned to look at Fang Tong and asked, "By the way, what is your real name, won't you also call Yuriko Suzuko?"
"No, Yuriko is a girl's name, how could I call that. Fang Tong turned his head arrogantly, not looking at Fang Hong's big nose that wanted to be flattened no matter how he looked at it.
"Seriously, I want to know what's your name, real name?"
The bad taste in Fang Hong's heart also came, there is a good saying, that is, you have to inch in, Fang Hong looked at Fang Tong's arrogant appearance, and an inexplicable feeling of refreshment actually rose in his heart.
"Just let me pass. ”
The thin, white-haired young man glanced at the girl beside him, and saw that she didn't seem to have any objections, so he said so.
If she wanted to ask, the young man would naturally be happy to say his name, but it was Fang Hong, a guy who didn't feel very happy in the first place, especially when he had just offended himself, Fang Tong told this guy his name only after he was full.
"Forget it, since you're here, stay for a meal, about the 'Eye of Truth', I'll use the 'Second Truth' to let Klattier accompany you to see it later!"
Fang Hong took out his mobile phone from his pocket and continued: "You wait a while, I'll call Teacher Hanano to ask for a leave, otherwise I will deduct credits." ”
"There's no need, we asked for leave for you when we came here before. ”
Yuriko waved her hand at Fang Hong, signaling him not to worry about this: "Now that the 'Great Overlord Star Festival' has just ended, there is no need to attend classes in the school anyway, so it is not very strict to ask for leave." ”
"That's right, that's fine!"
Although Yuriko said this, Fang Hong did not put down her mobile phone, although she had already asked for leave for herself, but for Teacher Hanano, Fang Hong had to say it in person.
……
On September 29, early in the morning, the warm sunlight shone into the house through the window.
Fang Hong was woken up by the dazzling sunlight, after playing for a day yesterday, Fang Hong simply didn't go back, spread out the sofa in the living room, and passed one by one with one party, and slept for a night.
I have to say that this guy was quite handsome when he was quiet, the sunlight outlined the glow of his side face with golden edges, and the thin hairs seemed to be transparent, well, this guy is really 'An can tell that I am male and female', if he doesn't admit it himself, even with Fang Hong's heavenly eyesight, he can't tell whether he is male or female at a glance.
Standing up and stretching slightly, Fang Hong's entire body emitted a clicking sound similar to popping beans, and when his body stretched out, Fang Hong felt a burst of comfort.
Still wearing black clothes and black pants, Fang Hong walked into the courtyard.
Along the gap in the fence of the courtyard, he happened to be able to see the rebuilt Shengyin Higher College College College Bridge, at this moment, on the College Bridge, Fang Hong could see young men and women running fast with small steps, not still shouting the trumpet, looking full of the vitality that teenagers should have.
The rising autumn wind penetrated through Fang Hong's black clothes, blowing the young man's chest, and the skin of the cold stimulation faintly had a layer of goosebumps, Fang Hong held the moon with his arms, and his lower body squatted slightly, although he seemed to move slowly, but his every punch and every kick condensed the whole body strength of a martial artist belonging to the bone forging level.
The body into the long bow bent, the waist like a full moon to hide a body of strength, with a fist as an arrow, the strength of the body through the fist out, in an instant, the fist movement is like a landslide, a perfect blow of the collapse fist smashed in the air with a piercing roar.
"Boom!"
The qi and blood in the body quickly became hot, as a celestial, Fang Hong could control his body more flexibly, and he could artificially pressurize the physical body through the power of the celestials, a large amount of yuan force was summoned to Fang Hong's side, while increasing the pressure, he could also temper the qi and blood of the flesh body.
"Still no, it looks like I really don't have talent in martial arts. ”
When practicing boxing, Fang Hong was still in the mood to laugh at himself.
Practicing martial arts is different from the cultivation of magic, the external skills include refining skin, refining bones, refining the marrow, refining qi and blood, and the internal strength also needs to cultivate a mouthful of bright and dark strength, and only those who have cultivated both inside and outside can be called grandmasters.
A mouthful of hot qi and blood roamed all over the body, forcing back the cold autumn wind, Fang Hong did not continue to pursue stronger attack power, after all, the increase of the 'Dazzling Pattern Magic Ball' was all there, what Fang Hong had to do was to work hard to learn combat skills, so that the punch moves changed in vain, and the moves were dismantled.
"Hey, can you be polite early in the morning!"
A window on the second floor of the research institute was opened, and the blonde Lori wearing rabbit doll pajamas was waiting fiercely for Fang Hong, who was noisy and dreaming, with an expression on her small face as if she was going to eat Fang Hong.
"Go to bed early and get up early, your body is good, and the sun will already burn your buttocks. ”
Fang Hong didn't care about Retilly's protest, but made a grimace at her, knowing at a glance that she was destined to be lonely for the rest of her life.