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When Yi Qian recited Lu Zhaoli out of the school, his strange eyes never left the two of them.Fortunately, most of the people just pointed at his back, and no one with low EQ went up to ask him directly, which made Yiqian feel embarrassed.

Anyone who carries such a strangely dressed person on his back will feel embarrassed and awkward.

Among the many people pushing carts and carrying schoolbags, Yi Qian saw a familiar figure at a glance. Without saying a word, he turned around quickly, but it was still a step too late.

"Minister!" Yi Qian heard the voice from behind, and quickened his pace, but he was carrying someone on his back, no matter how fast he was, he would not have any burden.

Shen Bian hurriedly walked around in front of him, blocking his way, squinting his eyes to identify the person whose head was buried on Yi Qian's shoulder, and patted Yi Qian: "Minister, who is this?"

"Have you joined the anime cosplay department?"

"Why are you carrying him? Sleepy? Sprained? Sick?"

A series of questions made Yi Qian's head ache, leaving only the buzzing in his ears.

Shen Bian didn't hear the answer, but he didn't want to let it go, and started to fiddle with it.Yi Qian had to wrap his arms around Lu Zhaoli's legs, unable to stop him at all.

Then he just watched Shen Bian grab Lu Zhaoli's lock of hair and pull it out: "This headgear can be faked! It looks so smooth that it's as real as it is—"

Lu Zhaoli was pulled to the side by him, but luckily it was night, his expression was shrouded in shadow, and Shen Bian didn't recognize him.

"Xiao Zhui'er, if you don't want to die, you should leave quickly..." Yi Qian squeezed out the words through his teeth, because he could clearly feel the cold anger of the person behind him sticking to his back, whistling There was a gust of wind.

Shen Bian withdrew his hand resentfully, not because he was bluffed by Yi Qian's words, but because he was afraid that the minister would get angry and torture him with training.

"Minister, when do we start training? Both Xiaofei and Brother Qiu have asked me several times." Shen Bian changed the subject, rubbed his nose and asked him.

Yi Qian frowned. In fact, they were supposed to be training during the summer vacation, but the coach got married and had their honeymoon at that time, so he let them all go home.Although there is no systematic training, Yi Qian knows that those guys should not waste their practice.

There's just one thing he hasn't considered yet.

Before the start of school, the coach called him to ask his wishes, how should the third-year students in the ministry choose.Now is the time to sprint for the college entrance examination. If it is still high-intensity training, it will definitely affect academic performance.Not everyone wants to play volleyball for the rest of his life like Yi Qian, and not everyone like Yi Qian can do both.

The coach takes this factor into consideration, and doesn't want them to ruin their life's future because of a choice, so they have been struggling.

But always have to face it.

"Little braid, how about this? We will gather in the library tomorrow night. The second graders don't have to come, but the third graders must. You go back and call them one by one."

What Yi Qian said was so obvious, Shen Bian also heard the ambiguity all of a sudden, straightened his face and nodded, showing a bit of reluctance.

The car lights flickered in front of several people, Shen Bian took a look, then turned around and said: "The car that picked me up is here, I'm going home first, do you want to give you two a ride?"

Just as Yi Qian was about to say no, a dark refusal came from behind him: "No."

When Shen Bian heard this tone, he didn't sound like a good stubble, probably he was a difficult person to get along with, and... he should be quite happy to let the minister carry his back.Without insisting any more, Shen Bian got in the car and left.

Seeing that Shen Bian had left, he didn't stop any longer, and he quickened his pace with Lu Zhaoli on his back, and quickly left the school gate behind.

"Huh?" Lu Zhaoli's nasal voice came from behind and entered Yi Qian's ears, numbly.

"What's wrong?" Suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, Yi Qian tilted his head, but it happened to meet Shang Lu Zhaoli's face who was close at hand.

Under the mutual brilliance of the moonlight and street lamps, Yi Qian's pent-up passion rose again. If it weren't for the difficulty in distinguishing colors in the dark night, he would definitely be able to see his flushed face.

He stared at Lu Zhaoli in a daze, and found that from his eyebrows to his chin, from the wings of his nose to the tip of his hair, every part of him was well-growed, with sharp edges and corners, which was unique.

Lu Zhaoli didn't care about Yi Qian's greedy gaze, "It's nothing, it seems that there is an old friend nearby."

He turned his head to look at Yi Qian, just in time to meet his dazed eyes, and immediately smiled, instead of turning his head back, he got a little closer, and finally found the shadow of Lu Zhaoli before.

"Why, fascinated by the appearance of this god?"

The corner of Yi Qian's mouth twitched, and he said stiffly: "You really don't have a good shape. Can you keep your fairy majesty?"

He quickly turned his head, lowered his head and continued walking.

In front of the school gate, the girl leaning against the wall turned the mobile phone in her hand, with a playful smile on her face, and her sweet voice drifted in the wind.Under the light of the street lamp, the reflected light was shining in the ears.

"Shangyuan... Interesting."

-

No matter how strong his physical strength was, Yi Qian couldn't take it all the way with someone on his back like this, especially when he was going uphill, he was already out of breath, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the inexplicable throbbing of the person behind him.

His bicycle was put in the shed, because Lu Zhaoli couldn't sit on the back seat properly, like a mollusk collapsed into a pile, Yi Qian had no choice but to carry him back.

"You are anyway... the famous Lord Yan... how can you be so weak?" Yi Qian walked with heavy steps, finally asking out the doubts in his heart.

Lu Zhaoli frowned as he watched him groaning, the sweat on his forehead dripped down the side of his face, dripping onto his hands, and he didn't stop for a long time.

Patting him on the shoulder, he said, "Put me down."

Yi Qian let him down obediently, thinking that he had something to do, but he didn't expect that Lu Zhaoli just wanted to go by himself, and his figure didn't shake anymore.

Could it be that it was just pretending?

Yi Qian chased after him, feeling that he had been tricked by him again, and he was in a bad mood immediately, but he heard him say: "I changed Bai Ting's lifespan, breaking a taboo, and the divine power will disappear for a while."

A few simple sentences explained the changes in him clearly, but after the disappearance of the divine power, is it even inferior to ordinary people?

As if understanding Yi Qian's doubts, Lu Zhaoli turned to look at him, a gleam of light flashed across his cold face: "If I don't waste my energy, I might recover faster."

Perhaps, he emphasized it in his heart.

Yi Qian followed beside him, carrying his schoolbag on his shoulders again, "How long will it take for you to change back?"

"Three days."

"It seems that you are not at a loss."

It seems a good deal to exchange Bai Ting's lifespan for who knows how many years with three days?

"Do you really think so?" Lu Zhaoli looked at him with both eyes, stood his ground, and gradually approached him, "Whether Bai Ting wants to survive, and whether she will be happy if she survives, you haven't thought about it for her, have you?"

Although it was not a questioning tone, it sounded more uncomfortable than questioning, like sarcasm and disdain.

An indescribable depression arose spontaneously, and Yi Qian looked back at him not to be outdone, his height advantage made him a bit superior.

"Whether to save her or not is my business. Whether she wants to live or not is her business. It would be the best if she can cheer up because of this. If she can't, find a corner that I can't find to end myself. I can't do anything, isn't it? ?”

He seemed to be speaking so strongly in order not to lose Lu Zhaoli's aura. Although he knew there was nothing wrong with Lu Zhaoli's words, he didn't feel that he was wrong.

"Do you take life and death so seriously?" Lu Zhaoli asked without being moved, looking at him quietly.

Yi Qian didn't speak, but he already told him the answer with his eyes.

Lu Zhaoli lowered his head and smiled, then turned and continued walking: "I have been in charge of the underworld for many years. Although I cannot say that I have made countless enemies, they are not too few. You'd better pray that no enemies will find me during this period."

"Otherwise, how do you feel about replacing Bai Ting's life with me?"

Yi Qian's heart tightened, and panic flashed across his eyes. When Lu Zhaoli was at his most vulnerable, if someone really caused him to have an accident, it would not be something that can be easily measured.

Lu Zhaoli's words finally left Yi Qian speechless.

Seeing him standing alone in the back, just as the street lamps were dimly shining on him, and the tall figure looked disproportionately pitiful, Lu Zhaoli's heart suddenly softened.

No matter what, Yi Qian is just a young boy now.

"Don't worry, no one dares to provoke me easily." Lu Zhaoli waved at him, turned and continued walking.

Lu Zhaoli is a god with a weird personality, who sticks to him for unknown reasons, and sometimes treats him extremely badly, even full of sarcasm and ridicule.Sometimes even though he is hard-spoken, he is easy to soften his heart, just like on the rooftop where he analyzed life and death with indifference, but he still saved him when he was about to lose his hold.

They had only known each other for two days, but Yi Qian couldn't explain the reason, how could he be sure that Lu Zhaoli would save him.

That's right, it was to save him. If Bai Ting was alone at that time, he believed that Lu Zhaoli would definitely turn a blind eye.

"If someone wants to hurt you, I will stand in front of you, and I will never back away!" Yi Qian took a deep breath and shouted to Lu Zhaoli who had already walked away.

There is only a row of street lights in the dim alley, no one is passing through, it is silent and deserted.

Lu Zhaoli paused for a while, and his mood brightened inexplicably.

-

On Tuesday, Lu Zhaoli was unwell and asked for a day off, Bai Ting took a day off, Yiqian...

Flipping through the textbooks in his schoolbag, Yi Qian's face turned livid, and the girl with piercing ears, Ji Yao, the English class representative of Class 26, looked at him with a complicated expression.

Her sweet and greasy accent made the hairs on Yi Qian's body stand up in an instant.

"Student Yi Qian, did you not do your homework~"

He obviously put it in his schoolbag!

Thinking of the mysterious smile that Lu Zhaoli sat on the sofa when he left in the morning, Yi Qian gritted his white teeth.

When will I be able to send this great god away...