The elders in the council hall of the Seagod Pavilion whispered, and they didn't know what they were discussing, while Elder Xuan personally went to investigate the various teachers of the academy.

The rain outside gradually became lighter, and the placket of his clothes was gradually dried by the warmth, but Lu Ming's state was not able to improve for a while.

"What about Xiao Tang", Lu Ming asked.

The old man sighed, and he didn't know whether to talk to himself or answer to Lu Ming, "Lying in the Poseidon Pavilion, making an ice coffin, the little girl is like falling asleep."

"I think maybe she shouldn't be buried too early, at least she should be allowed to watch these people stand on trial."

The old man's beard moved, and he fumbled with the shiny cane of the plate, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two of them didn't say a word along the way, and walked at an almost synchronous speed very tacitly, and the dark clouds gradually thinned and gradually dissolved in the setting sun, leaving only half-gray and half-red color patches.

The whole sky was like a canvas that had not dried out, and scattered birds were swinging in the humid air, not knowing where to go.

None of the students knew what was going on in the school, not even a few who knew the truth.

No one cares about the death of an unknown student in Shrek Academy, classmates can still be seen on the side of the road turning into fights, teachers can still be seen in the classroom taking bribes, and red blood stains fall in the office with excellent soundproofing.

These phenomena are taken for granted by everyone, and they are not even the talk of students after dinner.

Like a ferocious crocodile in a fish pond, the splatters of flesh and blood did not attract the attention of any fish, and there may have been a few koi who called for the fish to unite, but the end result was only a bleak end.

Although it is unfortunate to be a slave, it is not terrible, because you know that you are struggling, after all, there is still hope to break free. However, he knew that he was a slave, and he was fighting, and he was uneven, struggling, and while "intending" to break free and even to break free, even if he failed temporarily, he was still shackled, but he was just a slave.

If "beauty" comes out of the life of a slave, admiring, caressing, and intoxicating, it is simply a slave from which he will never recover, and he will make himself and others live in this life forever.

These people are like this, when they encounter someone who speaks out for them, the first thing they think of is not their own situation, but staying away from these people, for fear of splashing their own blood.

Lu Ming finally understood that Shrek Academy was no different from any place on the continent, the same insensitivity, the same familiarity.

Let those things happen around them, there is not the slightest wave in their hearts, they don't think that those things will fall on their heads.

If you really want to find out the difference, it's just that there are too many maggots here, and the children of the nobles and the children of the sect are rampant here.

As for the few civilian children left. It is more appropriate to accede to the domestication of the bureaucratic aristocracy than to be educated.

At the door of the cabin sat two small figures, one with blue-pink hair and the other with blue hair, looking into the distance.

From a distance, I saw the two men walking over, the blue-haired little girl laughed, her hand was raised high, and the powder-blue haired little girl held her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Moon pushed Lu Ming forward, pinched his cane, and muttered in a low voice, "Don't let yourself regret it"

Lu Ming didn't respond, avoiding the eyes of the two little girls, and lowered his head, "It's because I'm afraid that I'll regret it, so I have to keep a reasonable distance."

Beyond the sight of the two, he didn't go back to the cabin, and went straight back to the dormitory, "I'll list it for you in the evening, I won't cook today, you can get something to eat yourself", Lu Ming said to Moon En informed, as if the other two people didn't exist.

Huo Yuhan was stunned for a moment, his smile froze on his face, his shaggy hair shrugged down, his head was lowered, and his white and tender fingers twisted up a small wooden stick, drawing things messily on the ground.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and rubbed left and right twice like a hamster, but in the end he didn't make any movements.

Moon shook his head, pondered for a while, and walked up to the two little girls, who were not afraid of the dirty steps, and sat on them next to them.

"He's just not going to be able to turn his mind around for a while, don't take it personally," Moon said softly.

Wang Dong pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "Whoever puts a stinky face to show him, who follows him is the same"

Moon smiled, didn't answer, and touched Huo Yuhan's shrugged little head.

Lu Ming returned to the dormitory to start packing his luggage one by one, he was going to move out, and no one could stop him this time.

The man was right, he was a hypocrite, reluctant on the surface, but in his heart he desperately wanted to live with two beautiful little girls.

He didn't intend to continue to make mistakes, this time it was useless for Moon to persuade him, the old man was uneasy all day, and he just took this opportunity to force the old man to agree to this matter.

He doesn't have a lot of things, not to mention that just moving next door doesn't take much effort, just a moment to move clean.

The air was still damp after the rain, and the breeze crossed the sunset, with the special smell of earth, and blew proudly into the dilapidated dormitory, and the sunset poured into the small room, smearing a layer of orange on the windowsill.

Take out a small flower pot, carefully plant the seeds of the bud in it, and pour a little water to keep the soil moist.

After doing all this, Lu Ming took out a notebook and wrote his proposal in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Huo Yuhan? What's the matter? As soon as Lu Ming wrote two words, he was pulled back by the movement at the door, looked at the familiar face, and asked suspiciously.

Huo Yuhan stood outside the door and looked at him blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he couldn't say a word, and all the words could only be turned into a few pale and weak words in the end, "It's okay, you're busy", Huo Yuhan shook his head, his face was a little wrong, and his eyes were slightly ruddy.

Lu Ming frowned at this scene, and was faintly touched in his heart, but he was pressed down by him in just an instant, and he stepped forward and closed the door.

Looking at the closed door, Huo Yuhan stretched out his hand, stagnated in mid-air, and didn't knock on the door for a long time, so far away, why did it become like this...... How did he treat me like a stranger, and what did I do badly?

The little girl moved her steps, as if she had lost her soul, and returned to her dormitory, staring blankly at the empty bed, and sitting on it, holding her legs, and resting her chin on her knees.

Why, why do you want to do this to me? The big liar, who made an agreement with me when he was a child, treats me like this now.

Thinking about it, the little girl began to cry, tears dripping on her clothes little by little, and her little blue head trembled.

Wang Dong had just come back from outside, still holding two oil-paper wrapped cakes in his hands, and he didn't know what they were filling.

She was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put the cake on the table, leaned next to Huo Yuhan, and said with some helplessness and anger, "Why do you have to hang a crooked-necked tree, not to mention that he doesn't appreciate it."