Chapter 50: The Storm is Coming
The blue sky is full of unstinting sun, and the weather today is so good that it's like a beautiful painting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
In class, the math teacher is lecturing. And in the face of Tang Meng, who didn't listen to her discipline before, she acted as if nothing had happened. even smiled at Tang Meng, an honor student in mathematics, like a loving mother.
It makes me sigh at the power of magic, I must have done it then, in order for me to come out and play with her?
Tang Meng couldn't help but lower his head, he thought of that peculiar little girl again, always loving the little tiger teeth that showed when she laughed, and her cute face that was so cute that it was foul. Although he always loves all kinds of pranks and makes him suffer, but now that I think about it, I still miss her a little. Maybe people always want to recover until they are lost, right?
Suddenly, Tang Meng's external divine consciousness fluctuated a little, this is a state after the realm of sword cultivators has arrived, which is very important to swordsmen, in the area of divine consciousness, the enemy's actions will be perceived, and there is no shadow, except for those masters who have special races or hidden figures.
Although now Tang Meng can only release his divine sense less than two meters away. But when the sword cultivator reaches the highest level, a sneak attack or something is a joke. Before the assassin moved, I am afraid that the sword in Jian Xiu's hand has quietly cut off his head.
But at this moment, Tang Meng suddenly felt a breath of death, so strong that he could even feel the pungent smell of blood, and the smell of decay of people who had been dead for a long time. Full of damp and cold without a feeling of pity.
He raised his head sharply, but met Zhang Wenwen's slightly panicked eyes.
"Tang Meng, you're awake. It's time for class. Zhang Wenwen said, retracting her eyes to look at Tang Meng in a daze.
"Well, what's the matter with you?" Tang Meng asked.
"Just wanted to say remember to come to my birthday oh, this weekend night, at my house. Zhang Wenwen said awkwardly.
Then she ran away to chat with the other girls, probably to discuss her birthday, right? At least that's what Tang Meng thought.
However, that feeling was still lingering in Tang Meng's mind, and the feeling that made ordinary people panic was really like an appendage, which made people unable to get rid of it. It took Tang Meng a lot of effort to suppress this disgusting feeling.
"I'm no stranger to death, but I still hate it. Tang Meng muttered. At the same time, he didn't pay attention to Zhang Wenwen and the girls' eyes always looking at him.
The class bell rang for a long time, and Li Xingqing, the head teacher who was never late, walked in slowly at this moment. However, none of the students made a fuss or a heckle, but quietly waited for Mr. Li to attend class.
At this moment, Li Xingyue's eyes were not only as cold as ever, but also a little tired. Although the others didn't see it, Tang Meng still stared at her face and saw it. At the same time, Li Xingqing also noticed Tang Meng's eyes and glanced at him.
Then she explained: "Students, the leader came to visit, and I took him to the principal's office, so I delayed some time. Now let's start the lesson. β
She could even explain? This made Tang Meng and even his classmates feel that something was wrong. But there is indeed a crack in his relationship with Li Xingqing now, and he doesn't even want to have anything to do with their sisters.
After class, Tang Meng was writing his homework, but he noticed that Li Xingqing's gaze had been staying on her, and at this time, she exuded an aura that no one was close to, so that the students did not dare to go to the podium to talk or ask questions, only staring at Tang Meng's direction.
"Teacher Li is staring at Tang Meng fiercely, isn't he committing another crime?"
"I see, this kind of look is Tang Meng's love debt, hehehe. β
"It's impossible, but there's been a lot of things going on with Tang Meng recently. β
"Yes, in fact, he has been very low-key since he quit the kendo club in his third year of high school. Can be recently γγγγγγ β
All kinds of discussions made Tang Meng a little helpless, but thinking about his life recently, it seems that it has indeed been very unpeaceful. So he wanted to go out of the classroom door, to be honest, Tang Meng did rarely go out of the classroom door in the third year of high school. And Zhang Wenwen looked at Tang Meng from behind with some worry, because Teacher Li also followed out.
Tang Meng turned around at the appropriate railing and faced Li Xingqing, who stopped his steps at this moment as if he expected it. At this moment, most of the students are catching up on sleep, and the corridor is empty as if the script has been written.
"What else do you want to say?" Tang Meng asked a little coldly.
Li Xingqing didn't see it, but left Tang Meng with a beautiful side face, looking at the school from the upper floor to the horizon at the end.
"If you're not looking for me, then I'll leave, goodbye Mr. Li. Tang Meng bit the word teacher very hard, and he was about to leave after he finished speaking.
But when he heard Li Xingqing sigh, he didn't turn his head, but asked inexplicably: "Do you think you are unlucky, and fate is unfair to you?"
Tang Meng was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he said: "No, I don't blame the so-called fate. But...... β
"Do you think you've been living under our surveillance all these years and have no freedom? Let me tell you, Tang Meng. At least me, I think you're happy, even free. And have you ever experienced a truly painful life? a life in which you can't think about anything other than cultivating hard. Or the kind of dark days when you lose your eyes. Li Xingqing said slowly in a sad tone that had never been shown to the world, "But that is my life, the life I once had." β
Tang Meng saw that Li Xingqing was still looking into the distance, and at this moment, the white doves spread their white wings and flew in flocks, soaring in the sky so freely.
"Do you mean that I am very happy at the moment, and I can only live with your monitoring?" The strong rhetorical question made Tang Meng's restless heart undoubtedly revealed.
"You're just too smart. But at least, you're really happy. Li Xingqing looked at it, and there were vicissitudes in her eyes.
This sad tone made Tang Meng slightly extinguish the anger burning in his heart for no reason. Tang Meng couldn't say anything, he just watched the coldness in Li Xingqing's eyes slowly dissolve, and in the end, only sadness remained, and he felt a rich and indissolvable desolation for no reason.
"Well, maybe I don't have the right to blame you either, but I have a question for you. Tang Meng said, his eyes were like torches, staring at Li Xingqing's usually cold face.
He suddenly felt that Li Xingqing's temperament was inextricably linked to her past, and everyone thought it was nonsense? Tang Meng didn't think so. She was hidden under her cold and glamorous appearance, and her childlike innocent temperament made Tang Meng wonder what had happened to her past.
"You can ask, stop thinking about my past, it's something you shouldn't think. Li Xingqing seemed to have penetrated Tang Meng's thoughts, but it was clear that she had not opened her eyes of delusion.
Tang Meng reined in his mind and met Li Xingqing's eyes. He calmly asked, "Then please answer me, what is the so-called mountain that happened, and does the sword belong to me?"
Li Xingqing looked at Tang Meng with a complicated expression, feeling as if she had seen some rare animal. It took a long time to react and say, "It's hard for me to understand why you're always right. β
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'll tell you the truth, that's the sword you used to have. β
And so it was. So what did you see that day?"
Suddenly, between questions and answers, Li Xingqing was stunned, as if she had been taken by something, and she didn't react until a long time, and said in a detached tone that did not belong to her: "If the eternal life has passed, only that day I will not forget." That sword has the power to make the heavens and the earth shake, and the demon has some monstrous supernatural powers. Oddly enoughγγγγγγ β
"What's strange?" Tang Meng repeated.
"The strange thing is that the demon who has the face that can charm the world, but he cried with his sword, and his poignant expression seemed to be wronged. But it's more like paying tribute to the deceased. Because only when the immortal's attack came to her, she swung her sword to block, and the rest of the time she seemed to be singing a sad song, but I couldn't hear it. Li Xingqing recalled, as if the events of a thousand years ago were still vivid.
"Old people, are demons also infatuated? Maybe since ancient times, demons have always been infatuated with people than people?" Tang Meng said unconsciously, he seemed to see the beautiful woman singing a whisper for the old man, and he was so sad that he couldn't help himself.
"You should have guessed the rest of the matter, no matter how strong the demon and the sword in her hand are, it can't withstand the power of the immortals. So it was sealed, but there was a secret realm of demon burial. Let's go back to class first. Li Xingqing turned around and left, when the class bell rang.
"Does the old man have anything to do with me?" Tang Meng muttered to himself, "Why is there a Western scene in the Secret Realm of Burial Demons?"
There are always doubts that are solved, but there are more. Tang Meng shook his head, leaving too many questions behind him, and was about to go back to the classroom, but he suddenly saw that the sky had risen and darkened at some point. The black clouds were thick, like a group of soldiers waiting for battle, and the oppressive atmosphere wanted to crush Tang Meng who was standing in a tall building. The moment Tang Meng turned around, a gust of sea breeze suddenly swept across Tang Meng, with a damp smellγγγγγγ
In the principal's room, the sudden darkness of the sky made the faces of the two people in the room flicker.
"The wind is up, is the rain coming?" said Li Dude, standing outside the window, nonchalantly.
The old man Zhao behind Li Duode looked at the sudden sky with his not cloudy eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I'm afraid it's not just the wind and rain coming, it seems that something big is going to happenγγγγγγ β