Volume II, Chapter 1, College Strife
"What the hell is wrong with me, why does my head hurt so much?"
Sueyama touched his head in severe pain due to the cranial nerve disorder, and said when he was uncomfortable.
The black eyes and the hands that can't be touched around seem to be able to swallow up all the darkness, making Moyama's pale face a little more hesitant and uneasy.
He began to observe his surroundings, his eyes became focused, and the only white spot in his pupils was shrouded in black, and gradually the surrounding environment seemed to become a little brighter.
Although it was still pitch black, at least I could barely see it clearly on the ground.
There were countless ditches on the ground, crisscrossing him, as if it were a great net, trapping him on the stone bricks.
There was a huge coffin on his right hand, and he quickly stood up in a panic.
This can't be the prison of Wudang Academy, right, when he fainted, he regretted it and found himself very strange?
Or do you want to kill a thousand by mistake rather than let go of one?
Put a coffin here and bury him when he's dead?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and the uneasiness in his heart spread in his heart, until he suddenly saw a white shadow in front of him.
Behind the coffin there is a white shadow!
Could it be that he has been lying in ambush here for a long time?......
Wait for me to wake up?
Moyama was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but he didn't expect to step on the edge and corner of the ditch, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly squatted down.
With this disturbance, the white shadow in front of him disappeared immediately, he had goosebumps all over his body and subconsciously turned around, and the white shadow suddenly appeared behind him.
His eyebrows were slightly upturned, and he saw a blurry human face, which was obviously very close, but he couldn't even see his facial features clearly!
He could feel his heartbeat! It was beating fast, and his facial features were blurry, but he could clearly see him smiling.
Laughing at yourself?
......
This was the first reaction in Sueyama's heart, and then the white shadow actually drew a sword from behind his back.
A drop of cold sweat flowed down Sueyama's forehead,
"Run, ......"
As soon as he turned around, his ankle was about to exert force, when a sword plunged into his body from behind.
“......!”
A cold sword pierced his spine first, as if alive, lightly touching his heart, and then easily piercing.
Sueyama looked down and saw the long sword passing through his right chest, and the white sword was already stained with blood.
He's going to die?
His pupils dimmed, and he shook and stiffened his head to look back.
The long sword had been pulled out of his heart, drenched in blood, and the white figure was stained with blood, a little bewitching, and his vague facial features gave him a great impact.
"After all, can't you see who killed you?"
Sueyama's tone was low, mixed with helplessness, and he fell.
The next moment I suddenly felt very warm, was this to carry me into the coffin and bury me?......
"Daddy, why do I apologize to them, isn't it just to scold them!"
Blue sky and white clouds, a group of two, walking on the ancient Shinto Road, a girl pouted to his father and made a dissatisfied voice.
"How old are you! You don't look like a lady! You still scold and scold others?
And cheeky to say!
How thick-skinned you have to be!"
It was Qian Lao who said that he was going to pinch the girl's face, Qian Lao, the hall master of the Elixir Palace, and took his daughter to the Eastern Shinto Road to find the person who Qian Ling had scolded and apologized to him.
"What a shame for me! How will I be in the inner door in the future! I don't want to go! Daddy-Daddy!"
Qianling deliberately lengthened his tone, pulled the arm of the master's father, and coquettishly sneered.
"You said you didn't want to go, so you won't go, it's up to you?"
Qian Lao is not interested in Qianling's coquettishness and cuteness, and she has to be treated well today, and she is called a little witch by the disciples of the academy!
Wudang East Shinto.
The two girls squatted on the steps, staring intently downward, as if they were thinking about something, and their souls wandered out of the world.
Behind them, a white figure stood on the highest steps, its form stopped, and from a distance, it was a statue that looked completely complete, completely motionless.
"Yu Shanshan, I want to go back, I'm hungry!"
A girl's stomach croaked, and she said pitifully with low eyebrows.
It was noon when they came, and when they heard Luo Yinmei talking, they didn't even eat.
After that, under Yu Shanshan's pitiful pleading eyes, he came to the ancient Shinto Dao without holding back, and ate a little bit in the morning, and now in this place where there are clouds all around, and there is wind.
When I get bored, my thoughts fly in my head, and then I feel hungry.
"I'm hungry too! Maybe the elders are waiting for us at the exit! I don't want to stay for a while and go back, and be looked down upon!"
Yu Shanshan looked ahead and sighed and said.
"But what if you're hungry, and stay in this place where birds don't, you're bored to death!
Hungry again!"
The girl lowered her eyebrows, her stomach was still rumbling, and she said weakly.
"Isn't there someone behind us? Ask him how he eats every day!"
Yu Shanshan saw her good sister, her stomach was rumbling, obviously she was hungry, and she even screamed with her own stomach, and she turned her head and thought about what to do if she stayed here for a month.
She instantly thought of Qi Hagi behind her, and immediately asked.
"Hey, Martial Maniac, how do you usually eat?"