The train dragged a long stretch of white energy steam into the platform, and with a gust of wind, it lifted a lot of skirts.

The boys wore shirts, military pants and boots, the girls wore standard skirts, and the teenagers and girls still talked and laughed, and they didn't seem to know the meaning of the trip. They formed two long lines under the leadership of their respective instructors.

I didn't name it, the management of the college is a credit system, and many things the tutor will not follow and urge you to do, you will have credits if you go, and there will be no points if you don't go, it's as simple as that.

Schill, who was at the end of the queue, glanced at his watch, smiled, and lowered his voice and said to Alighali behind him: "It seems that it will not come." Those two guys may be dead. ”

Alighali glanced into the distance and nodded.

After a whistle, the trainees boarded the carriage one after another.

Alighali walked slowly, his mood a little complicated, like the staggered brass pipes above his head.

Suddenly, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder, looked up, and found that Du Yueming was smiling at him with a mouthful of white teeth, and the smile was very bright, but the left side of the face was a little swollen for unknown reasons.

"Ahh Alighali exclaimed, with a look of hell on his face, and hurriedly took two steps back, but fortunately Ciel helped him to stabilize his figure.

Du Yueming's smile was as bright as the morning sun, but in Alighali's eyes, it was extremely mad.

"I seem to be late, I've been waiting for a long time. Du Yueming said softly.

"What are you talking about? I'm so likely to wait for you. Alighali looked a little flustered.

"I'll ask you about this matter when I get there, and as for what you're referring to, you should know it in your heart. Du Yueming put away his hypocritical smile, stepped forward quickly, put it to Alighali's ear, and said.

After finishing speaking, Du Yueming also poked Aligali's heart with his finger.

This was just a one-sided warning, and Du Yueming was not prepared to continue talking.

Du Yueming walked past the two of them towards the carriage.

As he passed by, Alighali was stunned, and he could clearly feel the murderous aura on Du Yueming's body. He even regretted it a little now, maybe he shouldn't have provoked this guy in the first place.

"Wait. Schill suddenly stopped Du Yueming.

Du Yueming stopped, his impression of this person was not bad, there were no holidays, excellent grades, polite conversation, and perfect personality.

"What's the matter?" Du Yueming maintained basic politeness.

"Why didn't your friend come?" asked Schill suddenly.

"Friends. Which friend do I have?"

"The one with round glasses and curly hair. ”

"You know him?"

"Hmm. There have been several face-to-face acquaintances. ”

"He's never coming, and of course I'm going to make some of those who are hiding in the shadows pay for it. Du Yueming gritted his teeth and said, while his eyes swept a few glances at Alighali behind him.

"I'm sorry. But for now, it's better to get along with each other. Let's make friends. Xi Er showed a look of deep regret, and immediately stretched out his hand to Du Yueming.

Du Yueming shook hands with him, and returned a polite smile on his face. Suddenly, his smile froze, but then returned to normal, this time in such a subtle way that Hill didn't notice.

"I'll go first. Du Yueming dropped a sentence, put down his hand, and walked towards the inside of the carriage.

I chose a window seat with no one in tow.

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Du Yueming snorted coldly, with a hint of bitterness, like a kind of self-deprecation.

People often say that the feelings in his youth are the most sincere, the simplest and the deepest, Du Yueming has no friends in the Babylon Academy, and this one is gone.

Du Yueming took out a broadsword from the Ring of Singid, this broadsword belonged to the hairy man last night. He pestled his broadsword to the floor and stared thoughtfully at the end of the hilt.

At the end of the hilt was a triangular black mark, and just as Du Yueming shook hands with Schill, he noticed that there was also this mark on the cuff of Schill's shirt.

When he startled Alighali, Schill helped him, and as he was leaving, Schill asked about Fendrin. Pieced together these details, if what happened last night had nothing to do with Schill, he didn't believe it if he killed Du Yueming.

The one named Schill may be a hypocrisy. He seems to be quite difficult to deal with, but no matter what, Du Yueming will definitely figure out this matter.

Whoever hits him with a stone, he will surely hold the stone and smash it back, even if his head is bleeding. This is the creed he has been doing since he escaped from the orphanage.

Du Yueming's right hand was against the edge of the window and looked out of the window, and with his left hand, he gently lifted the broadsword and then put it down, and so on.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he was in front of the public and the academy forbade infighting, maybe he would have done it just now.

Alighali's current fighting spirit level should be about the same as his own, and the one named Ciel is one line stronger than him.

Hearing that there were casualty reports every year during training in concentration camps, Du Yueming felt that the names of those two people could appear on this list.

He made up his mind, of course this kind of thing is always the first step, he wants to get stronger, he wants to make Ciel and Alighali pay, and he wants to meet the purple-eyed boy again.

When Du Yueming put down the broadsword, he seemed to use force inadvertently, and the tip of the broadsword collided with the alloy floor, making a muffled "bang" sound.

"Yo, hide here and play with the sword. "It's Ye Xi, there are fine beads of sweat on her forehead, it seems that she should have been looking for Du Yueming for a while.

Du Yueming glanced back at her, still ignoring and ignoring her attitude as usual.

Last night, it was very weird, and the inexplicable Du Yueming fell asleep, and when he woke up, his memory was a little blurry with labor pains.

The most important thing is that in Du Yueming's memory, he was still in close contact with Ye Xi in the end. Maybe it's a dream...... Wait, why is this talker in a dream, although talker looks good, but isn't the senior sister a better candidate?

Well, that's not important anymore. The important thing is that when he woke up, Ye Xi was gone, but half of his face was swollen, and he didn't notice anything else unusual about his body. He extremely suspected that he had slapped Ye Xi hard, just when he fell asleep. At the moment, Xiao Du is in a depressed mood, and this girl is also quite mysterious, so he doesn't really want to pay attention to it.

It's just that Ye Xi didn't stop there, and sat directly next to Du Yueming.

"Hey, move it inside, and don't play with this sword, it won't be good if it hits me. Ye Xi's eyebrows fluttered.

"You're self-conscious. And I don't think I need to move, because I don't take up much space, I think you're big ass. Du Yueming's habitual tone.

"You're a big ass. And you think it's a fart, you think. Ye Xi knew that it was useless to reason with this buddy, so he directly squeezed Du Yueming in.

Du Yueming saw her scoundrel and knew that he shouldn't be able to dodge, so he put away his broadsword and sat in a correct position.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to feel. Do you understand?" Du Yueming will always be the master who refuses to suffer.

"What bullshit do you think I think. ”

Du Yueming: "......".

He wanted to continue the theory, but what if he was talking about this thing next to him?

Ye Xi: "Hmph, hmph." ”

"By the way, there's one thing I'm curious about. Let's ask. ”

"What's the matter?" Ye Xi was suddenly vigilant, like a cat with its tail stepped on.

"What the hell did you do to my handsome side face last night?"

"Uh...... Well...... this" Ye Xi gestured to his fingers, stumbling.

Heavy metal trains drove out of Yangxi City, steaming up a thick steam of energy and surging above the tracks of the wasteland.

Above the field, the sun had risen high, and the sudden sunlight made the two of them look sideways, the scenery on the field was strange, and they forgot to talk for a while.

On this sunny morning, on the train to the concentration camp, what Du Yueming didn't notice was that inadvertently, he felt a little heavy, because someone's arrival was much more relaxed.