"Huh?"

Roxiasheng, no, Yajima Natsusheng blinked, a bright smile on his face, "So you will be angry too." ”

There is the isolation of the 10,000-degree defense shield, plus Yajima Natsuo's deliberately restrained voice.

Unless others understand lip language, it is difficult for others to judge what Yajima Natsuo is talking about in an instant.

But the audience could clearly see that Xia Qingying's gaze turned cold.

Obviously, the words at this moment are particularly provocative.

"What's wrong with Xia Qingying, she doesn't look like someone who will get angry." There were doubtful voices around him, and Ding Cheng and the others frowned.

"Natsuo Yajima knows her, but she doesn't know Natsuo Yajima. Hatred that shouldn't be transformed into hatred is not good. Lu Ze calmly took another sip of soda.

"You understand again? Don't tell me you've learned lip language. Leng Gaoyi held back the anger in his heart and asked.

"I haven't learned." Lu Ze tilted his head and looked at Leng Gaoyi, "Is it difficult?" ”

You—

Leng Gao Yilu stood up and wanted to theorize.

"Gao Yi, don't be like this, don't be impulsive." The two people next to him held Leng Gaoyi to death.

"Lu Ze, you said that the person's name is Yajima Natsusheng?" After the thin and tall Xing Qing pondered slightly, he asked strangely.

He had an excellent memory, but after recalling the clip he had just watched, Xing Qing found that he didn't see the mouth shape of the term from the mouth of the little man.

"Well, neon, with a bit of Kansai accent."

"Xing Qing, don't listen to him talk nonsense here, there is no sound coming out at all, he is completely making things up, don't you see it!" Leng Gaoyi's voice was full of anger.

Lu Ze ignored Leng Gaoyi, his calm gaze fell on Xia Qingying's face in the field, and said lightly: "The voice doesn't have to be heard. ”

Well?

What do you mean?

"I happen to know some lip language, and I happen to know some crescent and neon language, so it's hard to see?"

Lu Ze's unfazed words made Leng Gaoyi almost angry.

This guy is simply a provocation on the spot.

Saying such things is not a mouth full of running trains!

Xing Qing was also a little dissatisfied this time, because Lu Ze's answer was too rash without thinking.

At this moment, the Hurricane Academy has lost eight in a row, and even Xiao Yang has been sent to the infirmary.

Xia Qingying's situation is not quite right.

Lu Ze is still talking irresponsible and cool things here.

This made Xing Qing, who originally had some appreciation for Lu Ze, lose his expectations in an instant, and his perception deteriorated directly.

……

Xia Qingying didn't know the performance of the outside world, nor did he know what was happening in his own preparation zone.

All she knew was that her cold heart was hurting now.

The wounds that have long been frozen in the deepest part of my heart have been torn apart today.

Parents, it's her taboo!

Now that this freshman from Sauron Academy was saying these words in front of her, he was more than rubbing salt in his wounds.

"You can go on and on." Xia Qingying shifted the position of his hands and held the Han sword again, his voice cold without a trace of anger.

"Very well, it looks like your anger has been mobilized, and your overly calm emotions will become less concerned about winning or losing." Yajima Natsuo walked around casually, looking at Xia Qingying's gaze as if he were looking at a fine piece of porcelain.

"Actually, there is no direct conflict between your parents and my father. Merely...... The path your parents took was so successful that they went deeper into the darkness and inadvertently undone my father's hard work. ”

"In other words, his painstaking research has become a stepping stone for your parents."

Yajima Natsusheng told the story, not caring at all that this was his own family ugliness or another kind of "glory".

Xia Qingying held the Han sword and quietly listened to these secrets of the year.

Don't shoot when the other person speaks, this is her credo.

Yajima Natsuo was holding a katana in one hand, and he had already walked around Xia Qingying in a three-quarters circle, and his voice came unhurriedly:

"So, he was kicked out of the family and fell from the clouds."

"In the end, I was honored to be a pug with a real crescent nobleman wagging his tail behind his back."

In fact, until he died, he could not let go. So I said to him at his hospital bed, you can leave in peace, and I will take over your grievances. ”

Speaking of this, a bright smile appeared on Yajima Natsuo's face, and at this time he was like an innocent teenager.

"His wagging tail and begging, his groveling, in exchange for the outstanding me."

"So, what I hate and what he hates is not simple."

Yajima Natsuo's eyes were a little distant, as if he was remembering the family affection that had barely existed.

Soon, he withdrew his eyes, and Xia Qingying, who seemed to have completely calmed down in front of him, grinned and said, "So, I really say ...... for the non-accidental death of your parents Very happy. ”

Natsuo Yajima bowed slightly.

At this moment, Xia Qingying's fingers pinched the hilt of the sword until it turned white.

"Please let loose your anger so that I can better demonstrate my success."

Xia Qingying's eyelashes fluttered.

She seemed to feel a chill in the corners of her eyes.

How many years......

The little girl who liked to be quiet and hugged her knees away from the crowd thought she had finally found peace.

I have become accustomed to an orderly life, accustomed to expressing my feelings with a sword, and sending my thoughts with my intentions.

All the calm that he was completely accustomed to was completely torn apart today by the crescent man in front of him called Yajima Natsuyo, who had half neon blood.

……

Lu Ze sighed softly.

The more adversity we face, the more we need to find hope.

The beauty in human nature is a rare brilliance in this foggy world.

Why do people always want to spoil such a good thing?

To wantonly trample on the hopes of others is to practice the greatest evil in the world with one's own evil.

This practice is really disgusting.

"The ultimate evil, there is no reason to indulge."

Lu Ze said to himself, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

When he said this, several people around him cast disgusted glances again.

When everyone was wondering why the two of them didn't fight each other in the field, you couldn't help but say a sentence here, which was really disappointing.

If you do this for the sake of attracting attention, it is even more disgusting.

Lu Ze raised his hand, drank the third sip of soda, and gently placed it in his palm.

At this moment, there is still the last bite left in the can.

……

Xia Qingying's eyelids drooped slightly, the green silk tied behind his head was windless, and the Han sword in his hand seemed to be loaded at this moment, and the sword blade was focused on the ground.

"You shouldn't have said that."

There was no joy or anger in Xia Qingying's voice, but a pure sword intent had already revealed his inner emotions.

Airplanes.

The sword groaned.

The sword rises like the wind, the wind sweeps the water, and the forest is destroyed.

The sword is like a rainbow, and it is suitable for suffering and wants to die, and it can't be relieved.

The sword crosses the long river, a hundred years old like a stream, rich and cold.

The sword is like the sunset, the strong man brushes the sword, and the majesty is mourning.

The sword is like a sad song, Xiao Xiao falling leaves, leaking rain and moss.

The white light flashes, and the silver dragon dawns!