The young man was originally right, but the more he spoke, the more his voice began to become empty.

"They promised me that this was the last time..."

Luo Jiuli knocked on his forehead: "There are still a few times for this kind of thing, I'm afraid that you haven't tasted the beating of society, apologize immediately and return the money to others." ”

"You.... You let me go, or I won't apologize. The boy knocked on the door of his head and was stunned for a moment.

Luo Jiuli was not afraid of his tricks, and after receiving the frost moon, the young man covered his head and muttered to get up from the ground: "My sister has never beaten me like this." ”

He glanced at Luo Jiuli, and immediately turned to Huang Mao and said, "Xu Shi, you still haven't returned it to others." ”

The yellow hair was named, and quickly walked out of the corner, and in front of everyone, he said to the boy: "I'm sorry." ”

"I'll let them send the rest." Juvenile Road.

Luo Jiuli nodded and said: "It's pretty much the same, don't do this kind of thing in the future, students have to be like students, right, since that's the case, then let's go." ”

The boy stopped her and said, "You... You haven't told me your name yet. ”

"Luo Jiuli." She said.

The young man said in a muffled voice, "My name is Du Haoyu." ”

Outside the long alley is the main road, and the car that came to pick up the boy is parked outside, and it seems that he is also a young master from a rich family, and there is a special driver to pick him up.

"Well, I have to go back, thank you for today." The boy with the silver glasses said embarrassedly.

Luo Jiuli smiled, "You're welcome, it's right for classmates to help each other." ”

The driver picked up the boy in the car, he rolled down the window and said, "My name is Ning Jie, I just transferred to another school not long ago, please give me more advice in the future." ”

Luo Jiuli nodded, watching Ning Jie's car leave, but when he turned around, he saw that Ling Qianyang seemed to be thinking about something.

Luo Jiuli asked, "What do you think, so fascinated." ”

Ling Qianyang said: "It's okay, I just feel that the name Ning Jie is a little familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere, who I thought of just now." ”

"You know him? That is to say, he is also a monk, so he doesn't seem to have any cultivation at all. ”

Ling Qianyang shook his head: "I don't know, but I've heard of this person, do you know the Demon King Tianning." ”

"Sounds familiar." Luo Jiuli thought about it and remembered what Ling Qianyang had told her before.

"You mean the demon king who created the precedent of Inhumans!"

Ling Qianyang said: "Yes, Ning Jie is his descendant, Tianning took Ning as his surname after becoming a person, they originally lived in Lingchuan, and later moved to Changbai, the descendants of the Ning family are very rare, and each generation only has one son, this Ning Jie is the heir of the next generation of the Ning family, as for that ability, I heard that he has no spiritual root since birth, and he is an ordinary person who cannot cultivate, but he has a very special ability, called Dream Hui." ”

"Is there any special use?" Luo Jiuli was curious, and listened to him while walking in the direction of home.

Ling Qianyang looked up at the old building not far away, and slowed down: "I have only heard a little, his ability to dream back, it is said that he can see the future in his dreams. ”

"This is a very magical ability, is the Ning family like this?"

"No, this kind of ability is only available to him, and the world calls him heavenly."

"Oh!" Luo Jiuli looked up and saw that he had arrived at the old building, and smiled slightly: "I'm here, thank you for sending me back." ”

"I'll have to be away for a few days from tomorrow." Ling Qianyang looked up at the building and said suddenly.

"Ahh In a hurry? Luo Jiuli said subconsciously.

"Well, urgent."

"Oh, then you go and do it, take care of yourself, and don't come back with arms and legs."

Ling Qianyang said helplessly: "Okay, you go up quickly." ”

Luo Jiuli nodded, turned around and went up the stairs.

"Then bye-bye, you can talk when you get home."

"Hmm."

Back at home, Aya was lying on the sofa asleep, still holding the remote control in her hand, and the TV was playing the evening news of Lingchuan City that day.

She squatted in front of the sofa, looked at the sleeping Aya, and pinched his face with a wicked taste.

The TV news behind him is broadcasting the news: "The following is an urgent news, the subway station entrance of Hongfu Street in this city, a malicious attack and injury incident occurred at five o'clock this afternoon, the attacker has been controlled, according to the on-site reporter connection instructions, the attacker has a total of three people, the whole body is tightly wrapped, and at the subway station entrance to see people bite, great strength, as many as dozens of victims, please do a good job of travel safety, if you find similar suspicious characters, please pay attention to protect your own life safety at the same time, immediately call the police." ”

Luo Jiuli was attracted by the news because she saw the bare green arm of the terrorist attacker who was controlled behind the reporter at the scene.

It feels like I've seen it somewhere.

When the news came to the next one, Luo Jiuli didn't come up with a reason, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, put a blanket on Aya, and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

When the fragrance of the dishes overflowed, Aya who was sleeping on the sofa immediately woke up and looked at Luo Jiuli's newly fried dishes with a horrified expression.

"Didn't you say that you cooked the rice, and I would cook the dishes." Aya fried Mao Dao.

Luo Jiuli held the dish and blinked and said, "Oh, I see that you are sleeping soundly, so I didn't bother you, and I just want to try whether the craft has improved." ”

Aya scratched her hair and collapsed: "Master, it's not me who hit you, you really don't have the talent to cook, pour it down, I'll make a new one." ”

Luo Jiuli looked at the dishes in his hand that were in good condition, and was a little reluctant.

"Don't, what a waste!"

"Then you can eat it clean, it's not enough to eat what I made." As he spoke, he put on his apron and went into the kitchen, grabbed the ingredients from the fridge and started cooking.

Luo Jiuli looked at the dishes in her hands, and then looked at Aya's busy back, and suddenly felt that the dishes in her hands were not fragrant, she silently poured them into the trash can, and sat in the living room obediently waiting for the meal.

Since that day, Aya decided to do it herself in order not to eat this dark dish of Luo Jiuli anymore.

After dinner, it was also dark, and when I picked up my mobile phone, I saw the message that Ling Qianyang had sent half an hour ago, and I was lying on the sofa bored and didn't know what to do.

I don't know if it's because of the continuous cloudy weather recently, I feel a little stuffy in my chest, so I simply didn't go to the Void Realm to cultivate, and just slept directly.

The night is getting thicker, the evening breeze is a little strong, and the wind chimes hanging on the balcony are jingling bells, which are particularly loud in this quiet night.

Sleeping until the middle of the night, Luo Jiuli subconsciously felt that something was wrong, she suddenly opened her eyes, but found that her body couldn't move, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a slender black figure standing on the balcony, and a pair of red eyes in the darkness were staring at her with their mouths cracked.

She moved her limbs, but she couldn't break free, and the man's terrifying power filled the room.

"Who are you!?" Seeing that he couldn't break free at all with his own strength, he simply gave up struggling and said calmly.