In this way, more than a day has passed, and it has been dark for more than a whole day, and there is no movement at all in this part of the monitoring, not only the teachers and students in the monitoring room are a little anxious, but even Michael in the waiting room is a little anxious.

The smile on Lucifer's face had disappeared, and although his every move was still unhurried and unhurried, his thin lips still revealed his mood at this time.

During this period, he also communicated with Michael, and Michael was very surprised that Lucifer couldn't perceive his white tea emotions at all, on the contrary, Mo Ziye's happiness, excitement, and sadness, including the mood of liking, Michael could experience it for the first time.

Dragons and hosts are the most empathetic, and one-tenth of the host's emotions can be transmitted directly to their own dragons, which is why they are the most intimate.

And Lucifer, he can't feel the heart of White Tea.

White Tea's heart is so calm that Lucifer sometimes even feels like he doesn't have a contract host at all.

It was only the occasional midnight dream that he could vaguely perceive the almost negligible palpitations. Even so, the next morning, the white tea was still as calm as water, which made Lucifer feel completely out of control, and even the most powerful person would feel uneasy when he encountered something he couldn't control.

What's more, white tea is not a nice-to-have, it's the most delicious dessert he's ever booked.

Michael stood aside, intentionally or unintentionally arching the fire in front of Lucifer: "You know, I can clearly feel that they seem to be fighting, but they don't really come at all. ”

"Yes." Lucifer nodded politely, not bothering to talk more.

"That's right, and I can feel that Ziye's heart is very happy." Michael continued to arch the fire, looking at Lucifer's somewhat stiff face, he always had a dark feeling: "My stupid buddy won't confess, hey, hey......"

Lucifer: "......"

Lucifer didn't want to pay any attention to the "former colleague" next to him, he had always felt that Michael had some connection to a black and white canine. Lucifer's approach was very direct, he walked away and ignored the troublemaker.

On the other side, Mo Ziye was already tired and out of breath.

His hands holding the sword were trembling, and after more than a day of torture, he only rested for two hours, and Bai Cha's body style changed from ordinary at the beginning to light, from the initial reminder to a direct attack, and the attack was unpredictable.

And he, at the end of the day, finally went through the tenth trick in the hands of Bai Cha.

"Alright, that's it." Bai Cha clapped his hands and signaled the end of the fight.

Listening to this cold voice, Mo Ziye's hands loosened, and the lightsaber in his hand suddenly turned into points of light and scattered, his eyes turned black, and he collapsed to the ground almost uncontrollably, gasping for breath, and his face was pale.

"How does it feel, the protagonist's one-day medical checkup card." Bai Cha walked to Mo Ziye's side, she was still calm, and even showed a smile, half cold and half charming contradictory to make Mo Ziye involuntarily stunned, and the originally pale little face was a little more ruddy.

"What is a protagonist experience card?" Mo Ziye lay on the ground weakly and asked curiously.

It's not that he doesn't want to stand up, it's that he's so tired that he's so paralyzed on the ground now that he can't move a finger.

"No, isn't it like this in the novel, the protagonist meets a master outside the world, and then receives the guidance of the master and then his strength grows by leaps and bounds." Bai Cha chuckled and made a rare joke: "Your progress in more than one day can be regarded as doubling your overall strength." ”

"Hah...... Haha, it seems true to say that. Mo Ziye smiled weakly, lay down for a while, and finally regained some strength and sat up.

The surroundings were very quiet, and there was still half a day before the end of the carnival, and the two of them sat quietly under the trees, listening to the breeze and insects wafting through the jungle.

Mo Ziye was really happy, and Bai Cha's willingness to guide him showed that Bai Cha at least recognized him, at least as a friend. His ears were slightly red, and he secretly looked at the girl beside him who was closing her eyes and recuperating, and her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

"However, why should Baicha point me out?" After a long time, Mo Ziye opened his mouth to ask the doubts in his heart, in fact, he didn't want to speak, he really wanted to sit down with Bai Cha all the time, but it would be too embarrassing to keep silent: "I remember that the relationship between our two factions is very bad, in school, our two factions are hostile relations. ”

"Isn't that just that the people on your side unilaterally hostile to us?" Bai Cha snorted lightly and looked at the watch in his hand, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Yes, there are many large and small families in the shadow faction, and there are more than five hundred people plus her, a total of fifteen directly occupy fifteen places in the top twenty, it seems that those little guys are not slacking off.

It's just that when Bai Cha said it, Mo Ziye didn't understand what it meant, and he was still a little puzzled.

Looking at Mo Ziye's puzzled expression, Bai Cha was rarely in a good mood and explained two more sentences.

"You should be a mirror to us, if you are kind, we will not find trouble." Bai Cha said truthfully: "Our own tasks are busy enough, how can we have time to play palace fighting with you?" We usually get together, and the most we talk about is how the tasks are and how the training is.

What about you? What do you talk about the most? Who is studying what, congratulations and congratulations are polite words, and what is really indignant about what we have done, right? chatting with girls and gossiping about whose ex-boyfriend is like a scumbag. ”

"Uh......" Mo Ziye was a little unconvinced, but if he thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case, he was also taken by Mo Yuntian to participate in many banquets, and every time he could hear a lot of criticism and dissatisfaction with the shadow faction, thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be unable to refute the white tea.

"But, in this way, will you be gossiped about by others?" Mo Ziye hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his concern: "After all, no matter what, we are still a hostile faction. ”

"Hostile factions?" Hearing this, a strange look appeared on Bai Cha's face, and the mockery and contempt in his eyes were almost undisguised.

"Little one, did the elders of your faction tell you this?" Bai Cha's tone was full of disdain and mockery: "You know, even Light and Shadow are their own names, just to draw a line with us, but we don't care and acquiesce." ”

"Our shadow is not so much a faction, but a race, a whole, you shouldn't know that most of our descendants are not born to the family at all." Bai Cha said disdainfully: "In the end, I still inherited the patriarch." ”

"Not biological?" Mo Ziye almost couldn't believe his ears, and exclaimed: "How can someone who is not biological inherit the family business!" ”

"When we turn twelve, we all have a choice to make – to be a shadow or to be a normal person." Bai Cha stood up, raised his head, and looked at the starry light in the sky through the shade of the tree: "If you choose to become a normal person, then you have to cut off the relationship with the family, and the family will give them a large sum of money, or let them go to a good family to be adopted sons."

When we do tasks, we will meet all kinds of orphans, and those who are willing to follow will be adopted, and in the end, if they are still willing to become normal people, we will still give them the best treatment, and the patriarch is just a title. ”

"In this way, generation after generation, year after year, less than a third of the original bloodline remains, and none of our shadow clan has fallen." Bai Cha smiled, looking at Mo Ziye with pride in his eyes: "Do you understand now?" We don't care about your hostility at all. ”

The shadow, for you, is the object of your light and justice, the bat of those who think they think they are in the dark, but not for us, we are willing and proud of it!

To put it bluntly, the shadow is just a spirit, directly subordinate to the neutral faction, and acts according to orders, how can there be kung fu hostile to anyone.

"But why do you do this, I mean, are you really willing to let someone who is not related to you by blood inherit the family business?" Mo Ziye's lips trembled a little, and a strange emotion stirred in his heart, looking at the pride in Bai Cha's eyes, he was actually a little envious.

He had seen the home of White Tea, the lavish palaces, the expensive machines, the tight system...... Everything is sky-high, and this is only a superficial wealth.

Other families, even if they are not as good as the Bai family, are also sky-high assets, so they give them to the adopted children?

"Haven't seen it? It's right that you haven't seen it, but you haven't been polluted by your hypocrisy, that's why I'm telling you so much. Bai Cha smiled: "Compared to you, we are hovering between life and death at any time, and the spirit of the shadow will always be passed on." ”

Bai Cha smiled, shook the watch in his hand, and tapped it lightly, and the light on the watch suddenly dimmed.

"Xiaobai? What are you doing! Mo Ziye was startled and hurriedly looked at his watch.

Sure enough, the name of the white tea above has dimmed, and he has naturally become the first.

"White tea, you, what are you doing here?" Mo Ziye was a little puzzled: "First, it should be you." ”

"You can do it, Jun Yao has been established for so long, when have you ever seen the person in the shadow be the first." Bai Cha pouted: "The first thing is to be hung on the big screen for a month, whoever likes to hang it, I don't want to die." ”

It's really embarrassing to have a huge high-definition photo posted on a big screen, okay?

"In short, this matter is kept secret, you just say that you won."

So, when the two of them walked out of the training ground leisurely, the teachers and students looked at the white tea with a light face and did not even wrinkle their clothes, and then looked at Mo Ziye, who was extremely embarrassed and dirty, and their eyes were about to pop out.

As long as you are not blind, you can guess who won in the end, right? But the truth is, it's the other way around! Shouldn't both of them be embarrassed at least?

Like, desperate or something!

"Brainwashed and washed?" Meng Qinghuan came over and quietly bit his ears with Baicha: "Xiaoxiaobai, have you pulled Xiaoxiaomo over?" ”

"What are you dreaming, I'm going to brainwash, not to make people change their ancestral home." Bai Cha speechlessly glanced at Meng Qinghuan, who was smiling, and always felt that there was something strange in his smile.

What's this kid's bad idea?

Bai Cha looked at Meng Qinghuan a little weirdly, although Meng Qinghuan's eyes were closed, but his face that was more delicate than a woman had a very rich micro-expression, and Bai Cha didn't need to look at his eyes every time to know that this guy had saved a stomach of bad water.

For example, now, the smile on Meng Qinghuan's face has changed from brilliant to even brighter, and even has a bit of a thief's meaning, and there is always a bad premonition when he looks at the white tea.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Bai Cha was really hairy when he was stared at by Meng Qinghuan, so he had to ask directly.

Who knows, before the words fell, her shoulders suddenly warmed, and a pure black blazer with temperature and a touch of agarwood was placed on her shoulders.

"Welcome back, my master."