"ah?"
Luo Xiansheng, no, Yajima Xiansheng blinked with a bright smile on his face, "So you can be angry too."
There is the isolation of a ten thousand degree defensive light shield, coupled with Yajima Natsuki's deliberately restrained voice.
Unless others understand lip reading, it would be difficult for others to judge what Yajima Natsuki is saying in an instant.
But the audience could clearly see that Xia Qingying's eyes turned cold.
Obviously the words at this moment were particularly provocative.
"What's wrong with Xia Qingying? She doesn't seem to be an angry person." A confused voice came from beside her, and Ding Cheng and others frowned.
"Yajima Natsuki knows her, but she doesn't know Yajima Natsuki. Undue hatred turns into hatred, which is not good." Lu Ze calmly took another sip of soda water.
"Do you understand again? Don't tell me that you have learned lip reading." Leng Gaoyi suppressed his anger and asked.
"I've never learned it before." Lu Ze tilted his head and looked at Leng Gaoyi, "Is it difficult?"
you--
Leng Gaoyi suddenly stood up and wanted to argue.
"Gao Yi, don't be like this, don't be impulsive." The two people next to him firmly held Leng Gaoyi down.
"Lu Ze, you said that person's name is Yajima Natsuki?" Xing Qing, who was tall and thin, thought for a moment and asked strangely.
He has an excellent memory, but after recalling the clip he just watched, Xing Qing found that he did not see the mouth shape of this noun from the little man's mouth.
"Yeah, neon language, with a bit of a Kansai accent."
"Xing Qing, don't listen to him talking nonsense here. There is no sound coming out at all. He is completely making it up, don't you see?" Leng Gaoyi's voice was full of sullenness.
Lu Ze ignored Leng Gaoyi, his calm eyes fell on Xia Qingying's face in the field, and said lightly: "You don't have to listen to the sound."
Um?
What's the meaning?
"I happen to know some lip reading, and I also happen to know some crescent language and neon language, so is it difficult to tell?"
Lu Ze's calm words almost made Leng Gaoyi furious.
This guy was simply provocative on the spot.
Saying this kind of thing is not just talking nonsense!
This time Xing Qing was also a little dissatisfied because Lu Ze's answer was too rash and unthinking.
At this moment, Hurricane Academy has lost eight games in a row, and even Henry Zhang was sent to the infirmary.
Xia Qingying's situation is not quite right again.
Lu Ze is still here making irresponsible remarks.
This made Xing Qing, who had some appreciation for Lu Ze, instantly lose his expectations, and his impression of Lu Ze also deteriorated.
…
Xia Qingying didn't know the performance of the outside world, nor did she know what was happening in her own war preparation area.
She only knew that her cold heart hurt now.
The trauma that had long been frozen in the deepest part of my heart was severely torn apart today.
Parents are her taboo!
Now that this freshman from Solon College said these words in front of her, it was more than just adding salt to the wound.
"You can continue talking." Xia Qingying changed the position of her hands and held the Han sword again, her voice was cold and lifeless.
"Very good. It seems that your anger has been aroused. If you are too calm, you will become less concerned about winning or losing." Natsuki Yajima walked around casually, looking at Xia Qingying as if he were looking at a piece of exquisite porcelain.
"Actually, there is no direct conflict between your parents and my father. It's just that... the path your parents followed was too successful. They went deeper into the darkness, but inadvertently caused my father's hard work to be wasted."
"In other words, his painstaking research has become a stepping stone for your parents."
Yajima Natsuki spoke eloquently, not caring at all that this was his family scandal, or another kind of "honor".
Xia Qingying held the Han sword and listened quietly to these secrets of the past.
This is her creed not to take action when the other party speaks.
Yajima Natsuki held a samurai sword in one hand and had already walked three-quarters of a circle around Xia Qingying when his voice came out unhurriedly:
"So, he was kicked out of the family and fell from the clouds."
"In the end, I was honored to become the pug wagging behind a true Crescent Noble."
"In fact, he couldn't let it go until he died. So I told him in front of his hospital bed that you can leave in peace. I will take over your grievances."
Having said this, Yajima Natsuki had a bright smile on his face, and he looked like an innocent boy at this moment.
"His begging for mercy and his groveling made me an outstanding person."
"So, what I hate about him is not pure."
Yajima Natsuki's eyes were a little distant, as if he was remembering the family affection that he had almost never had.
Soon, he withdrew his eyes, and Xia Qingying, who seemed to have completely calmed down in front of him, grinned and said: "So, I am really... very happy about the non-accidental death of your parents."
Yajima Natsuki bowed slightly.
At this moment, Xia Qingying pinched the hilt of the sword until it turned white.
"Please release your anger so that I can better demonstrate my success."
Xia Qingying's eyelashes trembled.
She seemed to feel a little cold in the corners of her eyes.
How many years has it been...
The little girl who liked to hug her knees quietly and stay away from the crowd thought she had finally found peace.
I have become accustomed to an orderly life, accustomed to expressing my feelings with swords, and conveying my thoughts with thoughts.
All the peace that was completely accustomed to was completely torn apart today by the New Moon man named Yajima Natsuki, who was half Neon blood.
…
Lu Ze sighed lightly.
The more adversity we face, the more we need to look for hope.
The beauty in human nature is a rare brilliance in this foggy world.
Why do people always want to destroy such a beautiful thing?
To wantonly trample on the hopes of others is to use your own evil to practice the greatest evil in the world.
This approach is really disgusting.
"The ultimate evil, there is no reason to condone it."
Lu Ze said to himself, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
When he said this, several people around him looked at him with disgust.
When everyone was wondering why the two of them hadn't fought yet, you suddenly said this, which was really disappointing.
If you do it just to attract attention, it will be even more disgusting.
Lu Ze raised his hand, took a third sip of soda water, and gently placed it on his palm.
At this moment, there is only one last bite left in the can.
…
Xia Qingying's eyelids drooped slightly, and the black silk hair tied behind her head moved automatically. The Han sword in her hand seemed to be carrying a great fortune at this moment, and the sword's edge touched the ground heavily.
"You shouldn't have said these things."
There was no emotion or anger in Xia Qingying's voice, but her pure sword intent revealed her inner emotions.
Buzz.
The sword roared.
The sword rises like the wind, and strong winds stir up water and destroy trees.
The sword comes out like a rainbow, it feels so painful that it makes you want to die, and you can't rest.
The sword crosses the long river, a hundred years old is like a stream, and wealth is cold and ashes.
The sword is like the sunset, and the strong man flicks his sword, awe-inspiring and sad.
The sword is like a sad song, rustling and falling leaves, green moss leaking from the rain.
The white light suddenly appeared, and the silver dragon dawned!
