1novels Chapter 34 34. Before the endgame.
Chapter 34 34. Before the endgame.
(One)
Xiao Zhongfen squeezed his running shoes, twisted his bathrobe, loosened his belt, and messed up his hairstyle in the crowd.After a long while, he finally squeezed out of the crowd, exhaled a long breath, and patted his new clothes.
What now?Sure enough, let's go to Kotaro-kun.
The wig control Xiao Zhongfen made up his mind and took a step forward.
"You are from Songyang Private School."
Look back.
White hair, thick eyebrows, not much older than Xiao Zhongfen.
His smoky eyes were silent.
"Who are you?" Xiao Zhong blinked, confused.
"The leader's order. Cut."
Sword out.light sweep.
(two)
"Hey! Are you the wife-controlled virus that has finally attacked you? Don't be so tight, bastard! It's so hot!" Crossed.
"Shall we go play rings in Yinshi?" Xing Xingyan said.
"Listen to what people say! Go find Shorty Shan! Hurry up and poof—" spurting blood.
"I know you can't say good things out of your mouth." The purple hair that came out of nowhere twisted his face.
"Yin Sang, I want to play by myself! You two get the hell out of here!" Crashed.
(three)
"Do you still have to struggle needlessly?...The legendary swordsman, Yoshida Shoyo."
The man under the moon curled his lips slightly in the circle surrounded by the staff, his warm smile remained the same as before.
"Did I say that? Before my sword is broken, I will swing it for my students."
"Hmph." The man's hoarse voice was full of chill and sarcasm, "Do you think I dare not fight in front of the festival crowd?"
Songyang tilted his head: "I heard that this festival is scheduled by Tokugawa to be held in various places. Is it appropriate for you to dismantle your own stage?"
The man choked for a moment, and laughed in a low voice: "Well...it doesn't matter, whether it's tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you can't protect them forever. After all, your life is not long."
Songyang looked straight at him.There is no fear in the eyes.
So the man drew his sword, and the edge of the sword was cold: "Then how about letting me see it? Yoshida Shoyang."
Songyang lowered his head, his eyes were like water on the sword.
This sword is really not easy to use.
He squinted and smiled.Lift your eyes and move your body.
(four)
"……call……"
Vision... a bit blurred.
Barely raised his head, the white hair was still there.
asshole……
Xiao Zhongfen was lying on the ground, his face was covered with dust.
That's not counting, the sword on the shoulder was real, and the blood flowed without money.
"Who the hell are you..." He took a few breaths, and asked intermittently, "Why...you need to find a private school...to trouble..."
Sooty eyes looked over.silence.
"What the hell is... Uh!!" A sword pierced his leg, and his heart was instantly chilled.
"You want to report it," said the man.
"..." Seeing through his intentions, Xiao Zhongfen had nothing to say.
A familiar voice from the same door came nearby, and Xiaozhong was distracted and tensed.
"Don't come to get in the way." After finishing speaking, the man lifted his foot and was about to leave.
"Wait, wait!" Xiao Zhongfen shouted anxiously. "Why! In the end...why are you targeting the students in the private school! I...I don't even know you!" Regardless of the wound, Xiaozhong was about to cry out anxiously.
Others don't know yet, others are still playing around, if this person bumps into... No, maybe a partner has already been attacked!No, you can't just let him go away like this!
The man turned his head and looked at Xiao Zhongfen expressionlessly: "No, it's not you."
"……Eh?"
(Fives)
"Hey, girls, don't point your sword at others casually... By the way, it's a bad thing for a girl to hold a sword..." The young man dressed in brocade and with his back combed his face was paralyzed, his hands held high, He calmly complained to the girl in front of him.
"Hand over your donuts."
"……what?"
"I have no money."
So can you just grab it?The boy rolled his eyes indistinctly, and slowly handed over the box in his hand.
The girl's eyes lit up.
Suddenly the boy bent his hand strangely, quickly took a step forward, and reached out to grab the sword.
The girl backed away in surprise, one hand still clutching at the box.
"Clap."
"...What is this?" The boy picked up something like a ball and continued to slump.
"Ah. It seems to be the emergency support flare that Oboro gave me." The same calm voice.
"...Can you not talk while eating?" The boy was powerless.
"Give that back to me."
"Tell me who you are and return it." The young man rubbed his chin, "Otherwise you will lose it."
"Oki will come if you lose it. You will die." The girl began to eat the fourth donut.
"..." The boy made a rare cross.
Young master, I am the eldest son of the Sasaki family!As a result, the veins on the boy's forehead jumped happily, and he threw the ball into the sky with his hands.
The light exploded.
"The donuts were bought by me!"
(six)
bright……
In a daze, Xiao Zhong saw the man put away his sword and leave.
He lay there distraught.
No... hurry up... go back... go back... go back...
go back! ! !
Xiao Zhongfen pressed his face to the ground: "Teacher..."
(Seven)
Curly walked across the small bridge by the river, the light reflected by the full moon was refracted into the kid's bright eyes.
He looked at the sky, filled with the cheerful and crowded atmosphere of the festival; he picked his nose and slowly licked the apple candy on the bamboo stick.
"Did you use that flare?" A male voice sounded.
Huh?someone?
Curly looked around, the remote and dark lakeside... Could it be a couple?
"Someone snatched my donuts." A girl's voice.
"...Don't change the subject. That flare is only used after the private school's students are dealt with."
In the dark, Curly's red pupils widened.
"It turned out to be like this." Knocked palms.
"..." After a while of silence, the young man's voice sounded again, "Forget it, the private school's students are not the main purpose, let's just let it go, anyway... After tonight, there will be no Songyang private school."
(Eight)
"Small middle score! Little middle score!"
"Little Zhongfen Lord! Little Zhongfen!"
Xiao Zhongfen struggled to open his eyes, one black and one purple swaying in front of his eyes.
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "White hair... is uglier than... Yin Shijun's..."
"Huh?" Wig asked hurriedly with wide-eyed eyes, "Xiao Zhongfen-kun, did you hurt your head too? I'm Kotaro-kun! My hair isn't white either!"
Zimao patted off the wig, frowned and tore off the sleeves for an emergency bandage.
"Don't... leave me alone..."
"what?"
"leave me alone……"
"Xiao Zhongfen, did you really hurt your head?"
"...teacher...is a teacher..."
The wig lost its voice, and Zimao stopped.
Tears welled up in the small eyes.
"Their purpose is... teacher... go back... go back, please... hurry up... go back..."
(nine)
run!run!run!
Run all the way from the town back to the village.Curly almost died of exhaustion by the roadside.
His legs had already started convulsing, and the lungs were so painful that they seemed to be burning, but he couldn't stop, he didn't dare to stop.
He silently made a wish to die of old age in a private school.So, so...
There was a touch of red in the distance.
It is particularly eye-catching and coquettish in the dark village.
In the middle of the village, in the direction of the private school.
Curly stopped walking with a dry and congested throat, and what he saw was a heart-piercing scene.
The sky is full of fire.Yin blushed his face and burned his pupils.