The Daoming Temple Division was calculated, and the sister of Daoming Temple Chun naturally wanted to rush back, but when she came back, she was also particular.

As she said herself, she had to let the Daoming Temple Si Zhi Zhi know that it hurts.

"Then I'll put up with that woman for a few more days." Kyogokuhiko said, raising his hand and waving at Sojiro Saimon, who had come to pick him up on a motorcycle, and hung up the phone.

Ximen Sojiro helped Kyogokuhiko adjust his helmet while weighing his tone and said, "You skipped class?" "If I'm not mistaken, this section happens to be a Chinese language class, and the cruel words left by the little master have already spread throughout the school.

"If you say that it is difficult to chase a horse, how can there be a reason to regret it." Kyogokuhiko sneered, turned over and climbed onto the locomotive, "Let's go." ”

Sojiro Ximen sighed, and became more and more determined to take refuge abroad.

——The eldest young master of the Daoming Temple family and the younger young master of the Jingji family carried it, and it was not them who were unlucky enough to be innocent onlookers.

In this regard, Kyogoku scoffed, Daoming Temple's monthly pocket money is not as much as the salary he gave to Yamada Taro, and if he really estimates that Daoming Temple Kaede will really have to consider having another heir.

However, if it weren't for the fact that the Daoming Temple family had reached the point of exhaustion, they had to take out the daughter who was originally cultivated as an heir to marry, and this position would not have reached the head of the Daoming Temple.

Kyogohiko was very skeptical that the mind of the Domei Temple Division could detect the difference in the attitude of others towards him before and after his sister's marriage.

After all, this thing has grown stupid from small to big, so stupid that he has nothing to say.

The four of them have a special lounge in the school, and they have opened up several classrooms, which is simply to take the word privilege to the extreme, this time because Jing Jiyan is coming over, they also deliberately cleaned up here a little, and all the cigarettes and drinks were cleaned up, and several bookshelves were moved in to decorate the façade, as if they were really here to read books and newspapers and cultivate themselves.

Who believes!

At the very least, as soon as Jing Jiyan entered the door, he took out his mask expressionlessly and put it on himself, saying that we either change places or don't get together, and the fragile respiratory system of the little young master who has been smoking and drinking for many years will not be blessed.

Several people glanced at each other, craned their necks and contacted a private club with a good environment, and quickly transferred over.

When he left, Kyogohiko didn't take the motorcycle of Sojiro Nishimon, but rubbed Misakuaki's car, which made the flattered jump.

However, as soon as he closed the car door, he showed a side that he didn't show much in front of others.

"What's wrong with you?" Misaku squinted and let out a chuckle from his throat, with a cold taste between his eyebrows, similar to his image as a good old man mediator in F4.

"I can't contact you if I'm fine?" Kyogokuhiko smiled, sat beside him and stared ahead, but there was no element of emotion in his tone.

"If you are willing to contact me, I will be grateful." Misaku said, "It's a pity that now is not the right time to connect with each other. ”

"What, your family is going to get a piece of the pie too?" Kyogokuhiko raised his hand and grabbed Misakuaki's hair, and slammed the person against the back of the front seat, "I told you a long time ago, if you stretch your hand too long, you will be cut off." ”

The young man's tone was tepid, calmly as if he was telling some boring story, and Mei Sakuming was pulled by him to his scalp and laughed: "I will tell my father word for word about your words." ”

"Good." Kyogokuhiko let go of his hair, pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his fingers stained with hairspray, and slowly spoke without hurrying at all.

Misaku Ming was like a sigh of relief, leaning back in the chair relaxedly, like a snake that had just woken up from hibernation, "When did you find out?" ”

"Forget." Kyogohiko threw the handkerchief on his face, and Misaku Ming was not annoyed, folded the handkerchief and stuffed it back into his clothes, and said with a smile: "Just take this to knock the pen pocket money with Brother Yusuke." ”

"You're so short of money?" Kyogokuhiko glanced at him.

"My monthly pocket money is not as much as I can cook for you, and you say that I am not short of money." Misaku laughed lowly.

"Your sisters don't sponsor you a little?" Kyogohiko asked.

"We are pure feelings, and how vulgar it is to talk about money." Mei Sakuming's fingertips swept through the air, outlining a graceful arc, "Mature, calm, easy to gather and disperse, how good." ”

When Kyogohiko saw that his eyes were cold, he knew that there was a good chance that he would be. Jiu Wei thought of the pile of of the American writer, and he didn't talk about it anymore, and changed the topic in a blink of an eye: "Daoming Temple Division...... How is it? ”

"Reckless and impulsive young master." Mei Zuoming tilted his head and tapped his index finger on his cheek, which looked very much like his mother, "The innocence and simplicity are enviable, but there is still some merit, otherwise I wouldn't have been with him for more than ten years." ”

He laughed as he spoke, his eyes deep and full of indifference.

"I thought you liked the Daoming Temple family more." Kyogokuhiko raised his eyebrows.

"The Daoming Temple family is good, but it won't make me wronged myself." Misaku said, "It's just that I prefer the pitiful appearance of the eldest young master being deceived and collapsed." He paused, then continued, "When I was in kindergarten, I tricked him into soaking in the water for more than two hours, and the little appearance of the chicken in the soup was simply beautiful. ”

"Perverted." Kyogohiko said lightly, not even changing his expression at his words.

"People always have some preferences in life, my name is Father Xiao." Mei Sakuaki pretended to blink innocently, his eyes were very similar to his mother, big eyes as round as apricot kernels, and his eyelashes showed a bit of green and lovely aura in the blink of a long blink, Kyogokuhiko still remembers the first time he saw him, a young boy in his early ten years old still has baby fat on his face, red lips and white eyelashes, and at first glance he is only two wings away from an angel, but it is a pity that his heart is a black demon embryo from beginning to end.

It's okay, the road that Mei Zuoming will take in the future is destined to be darker and more ruthless, and the longer she can live.

"Your dad isn't a good thing either."

Lao Tzu likes innocent girls, so he did not hesitate to raise his wife in the ivory tower from a young age to Daguan for a lifetime, the child gave birth to three lettuce princesses who are like a tall tower, dreaming of fairy tales all day long, although I don't know whether it is good or bad, but when it is true and distorts a woman's life.

On the contrary, the son likes mature women, eats everything whether he is married or not, and loves his friend Daoming Temple, who grew up together since childhood, blew people up and reconciled with an innocent face, and after a long time, he became the one with the best temper among the four, and he took the mask of a good old man to his friend with great interest.

If it hadn't been found out that Aoki had entered this school just to climb the high branches without any superfluous involvement, Kyogokuhiko really doubted that this woman was put in by Mei Sakuaki.

"Young master, we're almost there." The driver who was driving in front of him did not move and reminded the two people in the back seat who were facing each other's dark side to clean up their emotions.

When I got to the place, I stopped the car, and what came out was still the good-natured Misaku Akira and the young master's tempered Kyogokuhiko.

Several people crowded into the box, ordered to eat, drink and chatted a few words, focusing on the body of Kyogohiko who had just recovered from a serious illness, and the masks overlapped who knew how sincere and how fake.

Kyogohiko maintained a lazy and indifferent attitude to respond a few words, followed the words of Ximen Sojiro and ridiculed a few words of Mei Sakuming's good temper, and didn't mention anything about Aoki Sensei, and looked sideways to see that Daoming Temple Division thought he was secretly relieved, and couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth and said in his heart This thing is probably the only person among all who is pure and consistent.

So although it's a little stupid, it's not bad to be unexpectedly popular.

Just like a certain stupid highness of Urouran, the deeper the mind, the more people like to be close to simple people, not to mention that undisguised expression is one of the great pleasures of relieving stress in life.

As for having a good relationship with Kyogohiko, that's another way to say, the little young master can see the disguise clearly but never say it, so he doesn't want to take off the mask in front of him, he will only taunt you without changing his face and keep his mouth shut for you. In addition, although he is young, he always sits firmly on the other side of the Diaoyutai and watches the fire, which makes people feel unfathomable for no reason, and he doesn't need to do anything to become the leader of the group.

Although for this reason, there are a lot of duplicities who have a good relationship with the little young master.

"Speaking of which, how lazy are you?" Kyogokuhiko suddenly asked Hanazawa.

"Huh?" Hanazawa, who had been staying out of the matter and trying to be a quiet and beautiful man, withdrew his senses from the other dimensional space in confusion, and made a soft sound of unknown meaning.

"Your hair, isn't it uncomfortable to have such long bangs?" Kyogokuhiko asked, Dilumudo, who only has an extraordinarily long bangs, is called personality, and Hanazawa, a large piece that looks so long that it almost covers his eyes, really feels obsessive-compulsive disorder when he looks at it.

"I think it's okay." Hua Ze reached out and pulled the bangs that drooped in front of his eyes, "I forgot to cut it." ”

"If you have time, you should cut it short, or your hair will easily get into your eyes." Ximen Zongjiro watched several times Hua Ze unconsciously rubbed his eyes, and kindly suggested, and Daoming Temple Division also nodded on the side.

"If it's troublesome, it's okay to comb it, and if it's longer like this, you won't be able to see the road." Misakuaki took out two small shelves from his pocket and contributed them, combing Hanazawa's hair, which was already a little obstructive to vision, to the back of his head and clamping them, "Isn't this good, but handsome!" ”

Hua Ze glanced at him, didn't take off the small clip on his head, and said with a smile: "Then this one belongs to me." He pointed to the two hairpins on his head, and the lovely baby pink lace was not a beautiful thing at first glance.

"This one still has to be returned to me." Mei Sakuming's face changed, and he reached out to take the small clip on Hanazawa's head, not wanting the other party to be prepared, so he lowered his head and got behind Kyogokuhiko.

"You'd better think about how to explain it to your sister." Daoming Temple Division laughed, stretched out his legs to hinder Misakuaki's movements, and Ximen Sojiro pulled a chair on the side to watch the play, not wanting to be pulled by Hanazawa as a shield and forced to join the battle group.

Kyogokuhiko tilted his head sideways and asked Misaku to reach the hairpin on Hanazawa's head, but his hand pressed his shoulders to prevent him from standing up straight, so he could only maintain a half-squat posture and stretched his arm to pull Hanazawa's collar to make him bend over, and asked Kyogokuhiko with a smile and asked which side Kyogokuhiko was helping.

Hua Ze dragged the upper body of Ximen Zongjiro to block Mei Sakuming's hand, causing Ximen Zongjilang's face to be touched by Meizuo Ming several times, and several red marks were touched. The Daoming Temple Division was even more afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and pulled Mei Zuoming's hand to prevent him from stretching it out, and Mei Zuoming stared at the little pink hairpin on Hua Ze's head, and his eyes were almost red.

It's relatively true that they both wear masks, but after all, they are friends who grew up together, and they are not hard-hearted people, and the purest emotions that can be delivered in this life are probably only at this time.

Laughing and tossing for a few hours, the time is almost the first class in the afternoon, and Kyogokuhiko also packed up his things and called Mei Sakuming to send him back, abandoning his long-standing royal mount Ximen Sojiro, and his body just can't blow the wind.

From beginning to end, none of them mentioned Aoki-sensei's matter, and the tacit understanding was as if there was no such person in the world, and Daoming Temple Division now thought that Kyogokuhiko's attitude was to raise it high and gently put it down, ready not to blame the past, and when the woman's complaint reached his ears, he could realize that Kyogokuhiko had made up his mind to fight to the end and didn't plan to listen to him intercede at all.

Love without a little hindrance, but it will not be faithful.

After a few times, it is estimated that the temper of the Daoming Temple Division is also going to come up, and the children in the rebellious period of youth will probably directly confront Kyogokuhiko, and explode the thorns all over his body like a hedgehog as if the whole world is his enemy, at that time, F4 is facing a situation of falling apart, no matter how the other three stand in line, it will eventually evolve into a one-to-many situation, until the knife from behind him completely wakes him up from the romantic dream, reminding him of the cruelty of reality.

Kyogoku leaned back in his chair and squinted his eyes to calculate the layout for the future, no matter what he said, he didn't care, for the sake of the Kyogoku family and the Daoming Temple family's large cooperation order, he also had to think about how to control the situation within a certain range, so as not to make Daoming Temple Kaede really have to consider having another heir.

When the emperor is mostly controlling, and he is born to work hard, even if he is as absurd as he was in his previous life, he can't escape this law.

If you think about it carefully, the only thing I missed was the knight who didn't understand the amorous feelings.

Thinking about it, Kyogohiko took out his mobile phone and made a call home, coercing and luring Dilumudo to make him a fruit salad to eat at night.

Mei Sakuming sat next to him and played with the two hairpins in his hand, and before leaving, Hua Ze still gave this back to him, everyone knows how terrible the two little princesses of Mei Writer are. The baby pink lace on the hairpin was a little dusty because of their laughter, and the diamonds embedded in it didn't seem to shine so brightly, and the sun flashed by, making Misaku Ling sneer suddenly, open the window and throw it out.

"Go buy something about it." He said to the driver, indifferently like some dirty garbage had been thrown away.

Kyogokuhiko didn't care what he was crazy about, and teased the knight in a brisk tone, and when he got out of the car, he said to Misaku as if unintentionally, "You're almost eighteen years old." ”

"A little over nine months to go." Misaku said.

"That's enough." Kyogokuhiko said, "Remember to prepare early. ”

Misaku lowered her eyes to remove the dark light in her eyes, took Kyogokuhiko's hand and kissed it lightly on her fingertips, "Follow your instructions...... Overall length. ”

The current head of the Double Dragon Society is Yohji Miyazaki, but if Kyogokuhiko takes over the position of the White Dragon, as the bloodline of the Ito family who has been running the Double Dragon Society for generations, the black dragon and white dragon of this generation will probably have to take power in the other party's domain.

If one is not done well, it may be the end of the blood flowing from the double dragons.

Misaku didn't bother to care about the long-term future, he only knew that his father, who didn't listen to his advice and did something to Kyogohiko, would soon hand over the power to him, so that he, the heir, would officially become the person in charge.

As for whether they are sincere or forced, it is meaningless in terms of their weak father-son relationship.

Kyogokuhiko did not deny his title, he also needed the illusion of Misaku to help him contain the American writer, although the American writer and the Ito family used to be a close alliance of close friends, in recent years, because of Ito's troubles, the Double Dragon will be controlled by Yohji Miyazaki, and it is understandable that Misakuaki's father wants to take the opportunity to push a new white dragon that is easy to manipulate to go up to Kyogokuhiko.

But that doesn't mean he's okay with it.

If you have the courage to attack, you must be prepared to be chopped off, and the knife in Kyogokuhiko's hand never minds getting a little more blood.

Stuffed with a mind full of scheming and tricks, he walked back to the classroom and just sat down, when he looked up, he saw the teacher hurriedly walking in with a stack of papers, announcing the math test for this class.

I took a leave of absence for a month, but I still haven't dodged the math test.

Kyogokuhiko took out his pen and looked at the teacher's curls, not realizing what the ominous feeling that vaguely hung over his heart meant.

— until he saw the scroll.

[The following is anti-theft]

[Text 5233, anti-theft 5226, please support the little angels genuine 030]

Gae· Dearg (Red Rose, the Devilbreaker)

Attack Range: 2~4

One of Lancer's two Noble Phantasms. Sharp □□ that is about 2 meters long and can neutralize the defenses made up of magical power. Its attacks are especially effective against armor made of mana, and magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effect when it comes into contact with the gun. The "Red Rose of Demon Breaker" is a permanent Activated Noble Phantasm that can be used without chanting by its real name, and at first it is wrapped with a "charm" from the body of the spear to the tip of the spear to cover its abilities and original form. In her first battle with "Saber" Artoria, she removed her "Wind King Enchantment" and Silver Armor. In addition, this sharp magic spear can remove the magic power of "Berserker" Lancelot from the weapon, and restore the items that have been turned into "Noble Phantasms". In addition, this sharp magic spear can remove the magic power of "Berserker" Lancelot from the weapon, and restore the items that have been turned into "Noble Phantasms". In addition, this sharp magic spear can remove the magic power of "Berserker" Lancelot from the weapon, and restore the items that have been turned into "Noble Phantasms".