"I can't imagine what I've done, oh God, what I've done," Stormgirl whispered, her fragile appearance enough to distress anyone, let alone Joaquin, who had been cared for since childhood. However, I have to admit that after countless tribulations, Jooquin's heart at this time is also ruthless and hard enough.

"These children" Storm Girl seemed to be immersed in her own world, muttering softly, her lips purple, and constantly whispering.

Apparently, she blamed herself for the deaths of the school's children. However, the culprit is not her, but the Scarlet Witch, or the Red Skull. But these are no longer important in the heart of the storm girl, what the storm girl really blames herself for is that she fell into the demon of the apocalypse, followed the apocalypse and left the school, and did not protect these children. She had imagined countless times a scenario where she could survive the "undead" disaster, and then she would have enough power to protect the children in the school, however, at that most critical moment, she was not in the school.

So, in essence, the White Queen didn't get the desired effect. The White Queen wants the Stormgirl to repent here, which is a confession of betrayal, a confession of a weak mind, and a confession of hellfire. And whether Storm Girl is willing or forced to repent here, it is to the students, to the mutant school, and even to Professor X. Because Storm Girl has the entrustment of Professor X.

"Get up, everything will be fine." Joaquin said something that was rotten by the people of this country: everything will be fine.

"You go, Joaquin, don't bother you. I wasn't allowed to stand up. Stormgirl shook her head. I don't know if I really don't want to stand up. Still really don't dare to stand up.

"You know, the process of human evolution into mutants is irreversible, so there is no doubt that there will be mutant newborns who will continue to be born and come. So, do you know how many newborns are there every minute in the world? Joaquin walked over to Storm's side and leaned down slightly. One hand pressed on the shoulder of the storm girl, and felt the woman's frozen, shivering body.

Joaquin sighed and continued, "Remember Professor X's painstaking search for students all over the world? Do you remember when Professor X founded the school, how many students were in the first class? ”

Finally, Storm Girl listened to Joaquin's words, and her sloppy gaze slowly gained some focus.

"I don't know what the ratio of mutant babies to normal human babies is, but even if you can have a new mutant baby in 10 million people, you shouldn't just be decadent. What's more, more mutants aren't transformed from infancy. It's at the time of their adolescence, so. Have you ever thought about how many adolescent girls currently exist in this world? Joaquin patted Stormgirl on the shoulder and whispered, "Think about how difficult Charles (Professor X) was when he founded the school, and think about the situation now, Auroro, it's all nothing. ”

Finally, under Joaquin's careful comfort, there was some light in Auroro's eyes, and this light was called hope. Stuck in a dead end, she may no longer even struggle for the common development of mutants and this society, but to repay the guilt in her heart.

"I know you, Auroro, that you are not afraid of death. So, the reason why you kneel here in such humiliation, not daring to disobey her will, is because of the hopes and dreams in your heart, yes, Auroro, there is still hope for everything, she will help you build a school again, she also likes children, and I will help you too. There are very few of our people left, and this is the responsibility of our generation. Joaquin grabbed Stormgirl's arm with one hand and lifted it up slightly.

Unbeknownst to him, the storm girl stubbornly pushed away Jooquin's palm, lowered her head, and said softly: "Thank you for your comfort, yes, I still have wishes, I still have dreams." Therefore, it is all the more important for me to follow her will and wait here for her fate. I can't die yet. ”

"So, I'm the Black King?" Qiao Jin scratched his head, why is this storm girl so stubborn, since Qiao Jin dares to do this, of course she is sure, and when it comes to this, the storm girl actually treats Qiao Jin as nothing? Or is the White Queen too majestic in the eyes of the Storm Girl?

Hearing Joaquin's words, Storm Girl still shook her head: "You still don't understand how big a mistake I made this time. ”

"Since you have chosen to push me away and not accept my help, then I have nothing to say, so I don't bother." Joaquin took two steps back, and his body flashed away.

The Storm Girl lowered her head and silently closed her eyes in the bitter cold wind.

Hellfire, in the castle.

In the huge house on the top floor of the main building, it is as warm as spring, and it seems that it still has the decoration style of the Hellfire Club in New York, the bright crystal chandeliers make it look golden, the wool carpet under the feet is very comfortable to step on, there is a row of dancing charming flames on the left wall, passing by the huge living room, Joaquin came to the bedroom, only to find it empty.

Joaquin frowned, the waiter had no reason to deceive himself? Moreover, this kind of thing can't happen to a few of them?

Qiao Jin was still confused, only to hear a soft sound of the bathroom door in the distance, only to see the white queen wrapped in a big bath towel, holding a towel in one hand and gently wiping the wet blonde hair, ruddy complexion, walking slowly with long legs, forming a beautiful pattern of a beauty out of the bath.

When the White Queen saw Jookin, she smiled, and when she passed by Jookin's side, she gently handed Joaquin the towel. Then he sat comfortably on the soft sofa and closed his beautiful eyes.

Joaquin also sat beside her helplessly, wiping the golden waterfall with a towel.

"How's the conversation with your director?" The White Queen smiled lightly, closed her eyes and enjoyed Joaquin's thoughtfulness, and asked softly.

"Not good." Joaquin pursed his lips, looking at the woman's ruddy and seductive face after bathing, there was always an urge to take a bite, it should be delicious, right?

"What are you talking about?" Such an answer did not seem to surprise the White Queen, and she was not too surprised.

"He wanted memories from Red Skull's brain, and I didn't.

He wanted the head of the Red Skull, but I didn't give it.

He wanted Steve's body, and I didn't agree. ”

Qiao Jin said three sentences in a row, and directly made the White Queen happy. Finally opened his eyes and glared at Joaquin.

"Why does he want it, you don't want anything?" The White Queen turned her head and pouted into the distance, but Joaquin seemed to be only looking at the full crystal lips, rather than following the direction the woman had directed.

"Ahem, well, I think it was a mistake for me to go because I didn't have anything I wanted." Joaquin came back to his senses and said with some embarrassment, and as soon as his mind moved, the cabinet in the distance opened, and a hair dryer flew over.

"It's a waste to let you go, there are a lot of places that S.H.I.E.L.D. can use." The White Queen looked at Joaquin angrily and funny, tilted her head slightly, and handed a beautiful blonde hair in front of Jooquin's eyes.

Joaquin silently helped her blow her long hair, but did not speak.

After a few seconds, the White Queen suddenly spoke: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Huh?"

"Your heart is in turmoil, because of what?" The White Queen asked softly.

"We're going to re-establish the school for mutants." Joaquin spoke in questioning language, but in an affirmative tone.

"Of course, the legacy of Hellfire can't rely on whips, sentinels, and even more so on the silent killing machines of the Assassin Alliance, mutants are the foundation of our lives." The White Queen said, seemingly agreeing with Joaquin.

"Stormgirl and Iceman are very experienced teachers. Whether it's teaching, or management. Joaquin turned off the hair dryer and gently smoothed the silky blonde hair with his palm.

The White Queen glanced at Qiao Jin with a smile, stood up, walked to the wardrobe on the side step by step, and said softly, "Let her get up." ”

There was no need for her to say it, because orders were given to her subordinates with her mind, and the reason why she spoke softly was only for Joaquin.

The White Queen didn't care about Jookin's existence, she directly took off the bath towel wrapped around her body, put on a silk nightdress, and arranged her hair casually with one hand, still ignoring Jookin, but walked to the big bed, lifted the quilt, got in, leaned against the bedside, took out a book from the bedside table on the side, lowered her head and looked at it silently, as if she had forgotten Joaquin.

“Hello？ Am I non-existent? Joaquin scratched his head and asked.

"The Red Devil is waiting for you in the Building 3 laboratory, what are you still sitting here?" The White Queen didn't raise her head and spoke.

So, you're the one who slams your hands. Qiao Jin complained in his heart, and his body bowed slightly.

Feeling Qiao Jin disappear into the room, the White Queen sighed, gently flipped the book in her hand, I don't know how long it took, and whispered: "Poor Fang Ting"

**(To be continued......)