Yuzhuang Middle School.

A new day began again, and students began to enter the campus as usual. Sun Xinbiao and his two brothers, with the tiredness of the morning, walked silently on the way to class.

Since he came back from the bar that day, Sun Xinbiao has been looking forward to Uncle Li's news, he doesn't want to eat, and for the first time he feels that he has become a practitioner who submits resumes, but until now there is still no news, and he has never let go of his hanging heart.

Damn, you can't be fooling me, right? Sun Xinbiao squeaked viciously, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, and he was so irritable that he didn't even bother to tease the "monkey" by the window.

Walking to the back door, Sun Xinbiao suddenly found that there was some quiet around. Secondary 2 and 4 classes were quiet, and everyone in the class was bowing their heads and doing their own thing, and a strange atmosphere permeated the surroundings.

Sun Xinbiao stood in place, looking at his position expressionlessly. Perhaps, I already know why everyone is so quiet.

The chair made of steel seemed to have been subjected to terrible violence, the structure was torn, and the legs were even bent; The desks are twisted and upside down, and the uneven iron surface is splashed with colorful paint; The floor was littered with paper wreckage, and occasionally you could see scribbled notes, which were books that Sun Xinbiao had kept in a drawer.

Ermao and Sanha behind them were shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward to check what the situation was, and inadvertently found the chalk characters on the back blackboard:

Pay for your life, grandson!!

"Who did it! Come out for me! Ermao yelled angrily at the class, as if he wanted to break the murderer into pieces.

No one responded.

"Damn, it's just looking for death." Sanha stepped on the stool next to him with one foot, lowered his head and glanced at random, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and he used his mouth to snuggle a certain direction on the ground, "Brother Biao, look there." ”

Sun Xinbiao was like a stone when he was extremely emotional, he turned his eyeballs, and it seemed that only his eyeballs could move all over his body. Looking down at the ground, there is a school emblem hidden in fragments.

Yuzhuang Middle School, Secondary 24 Class, Zongqi.

A year ago, Sun Xinbiao was one of the many onlookers, and at that time he thought something was going on, and squeezed in with anticipation, but what he saw was a corpse, and there was a hint of familiarity.

Huh? Wait, wait, this can't be her, right? It can't be so fragile, right? Isn't it just that my girlfriend bullied you a few times, and you can't think about it? Hehe...... Hehe...... It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with it!

Using the excuse of transferring to a school to break up with his girlfriend, he made all the participants speak in a unified manner, half-threatening and half-pleasing, forget about it, and as long as he is an ignorant person, no one will trouble him.

Everything went smoothly, with the exception of Zongqi. He is a wild dog on the side of the road, and when someone kicks him, he will always think about revenge on you, and even use small means to disgust you. Sun Xinbiao wanted to beat him very much, but because of this incident, he had a little psychological rejection of violence, plus Zong Qi was just a child, secretly doing things obscenely, like settling personal grievances in private, although it was very annoying, but he couldn't break through the edge of crime.

Sun Xinbiao exhaled a turbid breath and laughed angrily. I've never seen such a shameless person, boy, where should I put my brother's face if you do this? Do you really think my intimidation is just casual talk?

Directly kicked heavily in the back door, and the loud breaking sound startled the whole class.

Unfortunately, I happened to see you go to Gu Ling's house again this morning, and I was still thinking that you were skipping class again, but I didn't expect that this was the arrangement of fate.

"Block him!"

The classmates watched the three people rush out of the classroom in a menacing manner, and immediately looked for their friends to talk to each other.

"And who did it? So excessive. ”

"This still needs to be guessed, it must be Zong Qi, who else will mess with Sun Xinbiao and them."

"I'm going to see them like that, and I feel like they're going to die."

"It's not impossible, let's tell the teacher quickly."

Yuzhuang coast, where the bronze statue is located.

The rough waves could not resist the enthusiasm of the scene, and several staff members were busy with all kinds of equipment, which was in stark contrast to the resting tent on the sidelines, yawning.

In fact, the task here has nothing to do with Yi Yanche, he just means to come and do a protection job.

Two centaur statues appear in a row, I'm afraid it's not just a strange beast, so you are there, pay attention to the personnel situation. The Secretary-General said this by telephone.

Now that the boss has spoken, the subordinates have no choice but to break their legs. But in addition to being a little bigger, plus the mysterious art that may exist, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, maybe it's a strange beast that has found an ancestral treasure and thrown away some unwanted toys.

Squinting at the bronze statue's face again, I still couldn't see anything special.

Centaurs, as a species that appears frequently in novels, have not yet been confirmed to exist in real society. Among the strange beasts, there is a strange beast named "Ying Zhao" that is somewhat similar to the statue, but Ying Zhao has wings, and his body size is only half a body taller than ordinary people, and no matter how abnormal he is, it is impossible to be as tall as a building.

Staying here, the Prison King won't show up, and Linkakov's students are coming soon, so apply to slip away in the evening.

In front of the statue, two staff members stared at the PC and frowned.

"It also contains a lot of sodium ions, as if it was fished from the bottom of the sea."

"This statue is at least 10,000 tons, you say, what can lift it up?"

"Not the sea creatures anyway. Every time this thing appears, it carries a gift of death, from the 7,000-meter-deep alligator to the coral offshore, it can't be all the way up, right? ”

"It's not like living in the deep sea for a long time, there are not so many gases in the deep sea that can corrode it so badly, I am more concerned about why the statue is made of bronze, and the other is made of ordinary red copper, which sculptor is so fond of copper?"

"Who knows...... Well? Who is that person? ”

Where the two of them looked at each other, there was a young boy, who looked only ten years old, but his lovely face was so serious that it made people want to laugh. The wide overalls looked out of place on him, and the sleeves were rolled up in many layers before he barely exposed his palms, and he aimed at the statue void one by one.

"Elves who travel through time and space, please chase the White Night Corridor, obey my call, and open the door to the abyss with my breath."

With his right index finger from top to bottom, his hands opening a door through the gap, the boy took a deep breath and began to blow slowly.

The two staff members watched the boy blow his air inexplicably, and after waiting for a while, the boy saw that the statue did not react, so he covered his lips with his right hand, and thought seriously: "It is worthy of being a creature of equal status with me, and even the elven power of the end of the white cannot wake you up." ”

"Hey! Who are you? "The staff did not look down on him because he was a child, but were more vigilant and pulled out their sidearms and pointed them at him.

Anything you don't know here can be an enemy.

"Sure enough, it's an ordinary person who has been aware of my existence for so long." The boy couldn't help but sigh at their weakness, reached out and grabbed the collar of his overalls, and threw it casually like an anime villain appeared.

The pure white trench coat tightly wrapped the boy's one-meter-one-meter figure, his hands were inserted into the bulging pockets, and his eyes could not see any joy, anger and sorrow.