[Touken Ranbu] The Life of a Beloved God Judge

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Title: [Touken Ranbu] The Life of a Beloved God Judge

Author: Sincerity

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Bound like silk by love.

【Lightning Protection Guide】

1. The original name of this article is "[Touken Ranbu] Mourning", also known as "[Touken Ranbu] What You Can Get", and it is named Fei Lying and Pretending to Die (.

2. Original male review, knife x review

3. The length is not long, the focus is on sugar

4. Ask for collection!Ask for collection!Ask for collection!Say important words three times, cry

5. The car will be thrown on Weibo (@起大萌子) and group (99103961)

Content tags: Girls Manga Games Online Games Sweet Articles

Search keywords: Protagonist: Rei Shiraki┃Supporting roles: Ishikiri Maru, Ichiki Ikshin, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, Obimaru, Okurigara, Yaken Toshiro, Yamato Morita, California Kiyomitsu, Mikazuki Munechi, Tsurumaru Kuni Ei, Taro Tachi, Ranto Shiro, Akashi Kuniyuki, Bakata Naginata, Kokarasuma, Atsuto Shiro, Shinano Toshiro, Hotaru┃Others: Touken Ranbu, Male Judgment, Sword Trial

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☆、P1-2

PART1

From the time Bai Muling could remember to the time before she was five years old, she spent all her time in the orphanage run by the [Bai Mu] couple.More and more children are being abandoned, but very few are being adopted. There will never be enough supplies to share equally with everyone.

It is the age that needs the love of adults the most, but due to the difficulty of capital turnover in the hospital, even the love of adults is not enough.

The best-behaved children were rewarded with extra extra-curricular books, and the cuter ones were able to sit closest to the couple after dinner to hear about the outside world.

Bai Muling's appearance is regarded as the first-class good-looking in the courtyard, and he could have easily obtained the second benefit, but... he just couldn't turn his head around, trying to win the attention of the adults with hard work, but he couldn't win the attention of those people. Whenever he loses, he will beat up those "good boys"* in a rage.

His temper is so stubborn that he can't pull back a few cows.

If he was criticized and shut up in a small dark room for self-reflection, he would secretly shed a few tears because of his grievances the first two times, and in the end, he would use this method to win the attention of adults.

——I also want to be a good child!Why don't you love me?Why don't you give me a hand?

Naturally, he couldn't get an answer to such a question when he was young.Bai Muling, who gradually became a "bad boy", became more and more withdrawn. Children did not dare to play too close to him, for fear of being beaten; [The World Outside the Yard] went.

After that, there was a big gap in his memory, and when they were finally no longer simple black and white, he had lived in this place called "Honmaru" for nearly ten years.

Fu Sangshen is his father, his elder brother, his mentor, and the one who gave him all the emotions that humans have never given.

*"Good boy" is related to the protagonist Bai Musheng in another article "[Touken Ranbu/Genji → Judgment] Fu"

PART2

The "Oedipus complex" refers to the subconscious identification of young children with their same-sex parents and feelings of attachment to them.

Every night, he dragged the candlestick and painstakingly tidied up the quilt of his own room and knocked on the bedroom of any sword. God, but now that the boy has reached the age of development, he is still so clinging to his elders that it really broke the hearts of the first few knives who came to the family.

"You've grown up, it's not good to sleep with us fusangshen like this." Ishikimaru, who had already changed his clothes, sighed, and finally let the boy in, and pulled away another bed of fusangs that had been made in advance. Along the way, the man whose hands and feet were icy from the night wind stuffed it in, tucked the quilt up for him, and then lay down by himself.

"Occasionally try to accept the classmates in the class. Isn't it human nature to blend into the same kind of group?"

"——But they are all so boring." Before he could finish speaking, the next door answered first—every knife received different answers every time, but the general meaning was basically the same.The young man seemed unable to understand why everyone was persuading him to sleep alone (except the knives). This time, he was preached by Ishikimaru who was like a father, and his tone was instantly aggrieved, "Girls want to ask me out to play, but they grow up It’s not as good-looking as Sankaiyue (Ishikirimaru is speechless), and he just wants to pull me out to show off..."

"Those boys don't seem to like me, saying that I'm pretending to be 'cold'. Well, anyway, they are the ones who lose the fight. And it's not that I haven't tried to play with them! Just because I'm the prettiest in the class The girl in the house gave me a piece of chocolate, and she stopped playing with me..."

Shiqiemaru dictated that the young man counted the people or things he met in school one by one, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that he was dying—after all, he was a child raised by himself. Unhappy life at school is something that any parent will feel distressed about.Throwing aside all the precautions Hasebu and the others had given to them during the day, he sighed softly, hugged the boy by the back of his neck, held him in his arms, and patted his back repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay, Don't be sad. I'm here to eliminate the disaster for you."

I only wish you peace and success, and everything is happy.

Burying her whole body between Fu Sangshen's warm arms, Bai Muling reached out to hug Shiqiemaru's warmer body than his, closed her eyes and let out a soft "hmm".

So warm.

So warm.

In fact, what those people can give me, I have already obtained.

... The same kind, but before encountering something better, it's just the best thing to do.

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☆、P3

PART3

Middle school students are in the period of sexual development.

So when Bai Muling opened his eyes in a daze one morning, and wanted to lie down for a few more minutes before getting up, he saw Yaoken Fujishiro, who slept with him last night, lying on his side, looking at him with a smile on his cheek .

"Ha... brother Yaoyan?"

The eyes of the sleepy boy almost closed, not sure if the flashing smile in those purple pupils was his hallucination, Bai Muling yawned, wrapped himself in the quilt and rubbed against Yaoyan. Want to sleep again.

puff--

This laughter coming from overhead is definitely not a hallucination.

"The general is about to become an adult..." the other party said meaningfully, "Go to sleep again—this secret will be discovered by the early Hasebe?"

Because he was lying next to Yaoyan, the hot air from the other party's words rushed towards his ears and neck, he didn't know whether he was tickled or frightened by a certain name, the boy suddenly widened his eyes.

The coolness on the pants finally broke through the sleepiness and reached my mind.

Therefore, Bai Muling's first nocturnal emission became a secret that only Yaken Toshiro knew.

After that, he voluntarily moved back to the main house to sleep for a few days, but before Ishikirimaru and others breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally grown up", he felt that the room was too spacious to sleep alone, and he went into the middle of the night. in the room.

There was no extra bedding prepared in advance, and the first period of a headache looked at the God-inspector who lifted the quilt to find a gap where he could lie down, and put down the body that was subconsciously held in his hand after waking up. Asked, "The main hall is not shy anymore?"

For the sudden "growth" of the god-judgment, Yaoyan explained that "I am embarrassed because I slept dishonestly and snatched all the quilts away."

Wrapping her icy hands around the opponent's waist, Bai Muling nodded when she finally warmed up a bit, and returned some of the pillows that the opponent gave up more than half, "Brother Yiqi, don't tell me Loyal to them."

"Ok?"

Of course, Hasebe will find an opportunity to preach, Tsurumaru will definitely find a new reason to tease himself, and Mitsutada...

In the end, thousands of words turned into a confident sentence:

"I'm shy."

"..."

Hearing this, the young man rubbed his hair helplessly, "Okay, don't think too much, go to sleep."

In the morning, Hasebe was called early but couldn’t find anyone, and finally knocked on the door one after another to wake him up. He hurriedly washed his face and brushed his teeth under the gentle gaze of the first-stage brother who was already dressed and Hasebe’s low-pressure stare. After putting on the school uniform, she secretly went to hold the hand of the stern-faced Fu Sangshen. Seeing that she was not rejected, Bai Muling was visibly relieved—all this was seen by Yiqi Yizhen who was following the two of them. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "Sure enough, I'm still a child."

Bai Muling's height has grown a lot since he entered puberty, but his face still looks the same as when he first entered junior high school. His short brown hair and light-colored eyes make him look like a harmless good boy in the eyes of his teachers. Student - It's hard to believe that he is actually one of the problem students in the class just by looking at his good looks.

Under the teachings of Fu Sangshen, he will basically not use violence to solve all problems like he did in the orphanage, but the problem lies in this: Bai Muling, who was raised by the high gods, treats the people around him Or things are too indifferent.

As long as it is not something he cares about, even if he is seriously injured or even about to die, he can remain indifferent.

This kind of personality is not obvious at the beginning. When she first entered school, Bai Muling received countless confession letters from her admirers with this excellent appearance, and even some seniors who liked the next year stayed after school for several days in succession. He was blocked at the door of his class from time to time and forced to send him to the subway station... The 12-year-old child was so frightened that when he returned home, he pulled the apron cut from the candlestick while cooking and wept silently.

This incident caused a lot of trouble at the time, Hasebe almost rushed to the school of the god judge with his body, and killed those who disrespected the Lord with his hands, but in the end, Yiqi, who was more adept at such things, went to the school to solve the problem clear.

However, as time gets longer and longer, Bai Muling, who never takes the initiative to make friends, does not take the initiative to participate in any activities held by the class, and walks to the school gate as soon as school is over, seems to be more and more out of gregarious—— Yizhen, who had been approached many times by the teacher, was also very worried about his inability to integrate into the circle of his peers, and finally decided to find an opportunity to chat with him alone.

"Ah? Didn't I ignore them? Who sued! See if I don't—" The beating made him call his mother.The last few words were silently swallowed under Brother Yiqi's gentle gaze. Bai Muling felt that he had been greatly wronged but could only swallow it in his stomach. He silently moved forward to touch the young man's hand and squeezed it tightly not talking.

Children are very capable of learning.Bai Muling is indeed right, he just subconsciously learns every move of the trustworthy people around him—as swords, the Fusangshen are existences that kill enemies and drink blood on the battlefield, and at the same time they are gods , no matter how similar the appearance is to human beings, there will always be an aura of aloofness... These things that Bai Muling has been obsessed with since childhood are so common in that Honmaru, but - they are not applicable to human society.

After all, humans and gods are fundamentally different.

Bai Muling, who was brought up by the gods, did nothing wrong.

"But, the main hall is at school, won't you feel lonely?" Helplessly slowing down his tone, he looked at the young man stunned by this question for a moment, as if he was asked this kind of question for the first time, His brows furrowed and relaxed for a while, and finally Bai Muling looked at him with bright eyes, and asked excitedly, "If you feel 'lonely', can you take a break from school and go home?"

"...No." Yiqi Yizhen resolutely rejected him, and said in a gentle voice, "Master, you are still in the learning stage. As swords and swords hundreds of years ago, what we can teach you is really limited."

……Oh.

The young man lowered his head and replied without interest, "It doesn't matter at all."

"Don't lose your temper."

"...I don't have it! Anyway, no matter what I do, they won't—" Bai Muling's expression became a little dazed when he said this, as if he couldn't even explain why he became like this, "... Anyway, no matter what I do Whatever you do, the result is the same."

This was the case in elementary school. Because I wanted to go home quickly, I refused all the invitations to after-school activities. When I heard a classmate commenting on me at the corner of the stairs one day, "I look very attractive and not easy to get close to", Only then did I know that I was "hated" by myself.

But... Obviously you——are not as important as them?Why should I spend my time on this?

And, no matter how much time I spend with you, you have people who care more about you—parents, brothers, lovers, people who can help you, make you happy... Rather than waste time on these people, of course I want to To be with them.

To be pampered, loved, and watched.

——I no longer need any comfort from [the same kind].

"I'm not alone."

After figuring out a problem that has been bothering her for a long time, Bai Muling clenched Yiqi Yizheng's palm tightly, arched her eyebrows and showed him a big smile.

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☆、P4

PART4

When he was eating breakfast, he was told that Candlestick Cut would come to pick him up after school today and stop by the supermarket. Bai Muling was stunned for a while, and then he felt a little tasteless when he moved his chopsticks.

... Misfortunes never come singly.During the lunch break, he even heard the rumors that there would be a quiz and a mid-term parent meeting, and he immediately exploded like a cat whose hair has been fluffed - when the time comes, no matter whether it is the first-term brother or Guangzhong, It all sucks!

I remembered that after Brother Yiqi handled that matter for him, although no girls stopped him from confessing...but more people went to Brother Yiqi!Ask about the phone number, about the horoscope, about the things you like, whether you have a girlfriend...

What's the matter with you!

Although the "Guardian" is so good that the child's desire for comparison has been greatly satisfied, but as soon as he thinks how many girls will fall in love with him after Guangzhong comes to pick him up in the afternoon... Bai Muling's eagerness to try will immediately drop bottom.

It’s okay to be envious, but it’s absolutely not allowed to grab——

He packed his schoolbag in advance, and as soon as the get out of class bell rang, the brown-haired boy rushed to the school gate with it on his back——from a distance, he could see Candlestick Cut surrounded by six or seven girls.Bai Muling's scalp tightened, thinking that Guangzhong is so good that he won't be deceived... It seems that this possibility is not impossible, the young man suddenly felt bad, and rushed to the front of the crowd, shouting "Give way" while squeezing went in.

Zhu Keqie, who was talking to one of the girls, turned around immediately after seeing him, and raised his eyebrows seeing him running profusely, "Why are you running so fast?" He looked in his pocket. Handed him the handkerchief.

Of course I'm afraid you won't refuse the girls' requests!

Taking it over and casually wiping the sweat off her face, Bai Muling subconsciously moved closer to the man while panting, "I'm afraid—you'll wait a long time."

As he spoke, he remembered that he was punished fifty times for lying and playing truant when he was caught on the spot by the first-year brother, "Be an honest and good boy"... Uh, Bai Muling's eyes drifted away, and the body cut next to the candlestick was not easy to detect The ground froze.

Stretching out his hand to pat him on the back, Candlestick looked at the boy wiping his sweat while not forgetting to stare at the girl in front of him vigilantly, feeling a little funny in his heart, seeing that she was no longer panting, he turned around Embracing her to her side——Bai Muling's originally tense body finally relaxed.

"Bai Mu-jun, is this also your...family member?!"

"You didn't come in the first issue last time..."

"Will the first phase gentleman come this year?"

After seeing him, the crowd erupted into commotion again, and everyone asked various questions in a hurry.Bai Muling's body became more and more stiff, he took a step back subconsciously, if it wasn't for the candle holder cutting his shoulders, he would have stepped on the feet of the people behind him!

"Sorry, we have something to do next, please make way." Candlestick cut protects the boy with one hand, leading him out of the crowd.Bai Muling was clearly here to drive people away, but in the end he looked worse than Candlestick Cut—someone messed with his hair, his schoolbag was unbuttoned twice, and his uniform was wrinkled.

"Are you scared?" Leaning down to trim his hair, Candlestick looked at the boy who hadn't spoken for a long time, and asked with concern.

After hearing this, Bai Muling nodded, then shook her head, just as she was about to answer, someone grabbed her hand and pulled her back. At the same time, a female voice came urgently, "Mr. Bai Mu! Xuenai, Xuenai, she needs you now." ! is very, very important—eh?"

Suddenly, an adult man's hand appeared in front of her, and the hand in a black leather glove fell on the back of Bai Muling's hand that was held by her, and the girl froze in place... Bai Mujun...not always Loner?

For a moment she forgot what to say next.

——Then a great external force pulled the boy's hand away from hers.

"Ah! I'm very sorry! Excuse me, are you...?" Looking up hastily, she noticed a strange man standing in front of her, frowning at her.Realizing how reckless she was before, she blushed suddenly, lowered her head and hesitated to speak.

"I'm just...so excited, I rarely meet Mr. Bai Mu who walks through the main entrance...I...I," the girl bowed again, summoning up her courage to say loudly, "It's really important Yukino, she--"

"I am Bai Muling's guardian."

...But Brother Yi also said the same thing last time!

Bai Muling, who was still in shock, hadn't recovered from the shock, and this sentence popped into his mind first. Thinking of being asked a bunch of questions at school tomorrow, he couldn't help feeling a little irritated in his head.

Really annoying.

As a result, he looked at the girl in front of him who asked this question, and his eyes were obviously stained with impatience. He thought about how to refuse the girl's request—it was already late, and if he didn't leave, he would go home after shopping Even the soup is cold...and have hot pot tonight!By the way, who is that Yukino?

Before he could organize his words, Fu Sangshen changed from holding his wrists to holding his palms, and a man's voice came from above his head, "Let's go."

The girl in front of her was stunned for a moment, and she wanted to call out to them, but she felt something stuck in her throat and couldn't make a sound.She wanted to reach out and grab Bai Muling again, but the man who had already turned around turned his head back as if he had noticed it, and glanced at her faintly.

"Is there anything you want to buy?"

"...No...Hey! That's right! Yaoyan asked me to bring him some common medicines, but I remember you won't get sick, right?"

"Yeah, so it's for you."

"..."

"The last time they had a fever in the middle of the night and kept them awake all night, have you forgotten?"

……

The conversation between the two became smaller and smaller, until the figure of the adult man could no longer be seen in sight, the girl's legs softened and she slumped on the ground.

... so ... so scary ...

She hugged her body tightly with her hands, her hands and feet were cold.

The moment she was stared at by that golden pupil, she felt as if she was a living corpse that was still breathing, and it would not be surprising if her head fell to the ground the next moment.

...Shiraki-kun's guardians...are they all like this?

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The previous chapter still needs to be repaired, but tomorrow the school will take us to Columbia University for a visit, I don’t know if there is still time to come back...

☆、P5

Part5

Nightmare come true.

On the second day, I really received a notice that a test will be held next Monday—Bai Muling's face was pale, and she went back to Honmaru in a daze, took a few bites of food, then locked herself in the room, and studied all night until the early morning. Went to Yingmaru's bedroom and slept.

He obviously listened most carefully in class, remembered the detailed notes to expand knowledge that would never be tested, and the homework handed in was always posted on the blackboard behind the classroom as standard answers—and, most importantly, Yes, he had read all the books on this subject long before ten o'clock.

But he just couldn't relax, as long as he thought about the test in the near future, he would be so nervous that he couldn't do anything except read a book.

Work hard, persevere, and work harder.

Must get No.1, otherwise...

After two days of being so tense, Hasebe couldn't stand it anymore, and was stopped by Song Xian when he was about to force the interrogator to rest.

"Yingmaru has passed."

When Fu Sangshen found him, the boy was leaning against the half-open door and flipping through his class notes. He hadn't slept well for two consecutive nights. When Bai Muling raised his head, he was a little dazed.

Fu Sangshen, who was sitting on the porch, patted the floor beside him, and the boy stayed for a few seconds before realizing that the other party wanted him to go over. With an "oh", he slowly got up and walked to the other party's side to sit down.

Basked in the warm sunshine, Bai Muling couldn't bear to think how happy it was to sleep at this time, squinted his eyes and yawned, he continued to read with his head down next to Yingwan's body.

...so sleepy, let's get this over with - it's fine to run the test right away, as long as it makes him stop.

Come on stop, stop, stop.

Although he knows that his actions at the moment have no substantial help for the review, he just can't stop doing other things: as long as he doesn't spend all his time on it, he can't help but think of the possible ending of failure .

…good kids get rewarded.

What is the reward...?Already, it doesn't matter anymore.

Leaning against Fu Sangshen beside him, his body was warmed by the sun—and perhaps because the body was a cold weapon, Yingwan's body was just as cool, as if he had returned to lying on a bamboo pole. Summer eating snacks and chatting at the table...

Suddenly there was an extra hand on his head. At first, Bai Muling didn't realize what happened, but he heard Yingwan's gentle voice telling him to relax his body - he was rubbing his hair, and then followed a gentle force Lie down.

……Uh-huh?

"Are you sleepy?" Yingwan's voice came from above his head, "I've been running to my place for the past few nights, probably because I can't sleep and want to smell the fragrance of tea to help me sleep?"

Hearing this, Bai Muling who had been punctured moved a little uneasily, and added earnestly, "It's been a long time since I slept with Yingwan."

"—you push yourself too hard, Ling."

...I, how can I!nothing...

Bai Muling's movements of struggling to get up suddenly froze, his eyes wandered, and just when he was about to open his mouth to refute the other party, Fu Sangshen's hand suddenly covered his eyelids—the sudden darkness stunned him for a moment , and asked in a low voice, "Yingwan?"

"I'm here."

"I really haven't finished my review, let me start—"

The young man is too worried about gains and losses, and he rarely gets good grades in the big exams, so he is even more nervous. There is no solution to this cycle, so it is no wonder that Hasebe wants to take a slant, even if forced to force him to rest.

"Ling, we all know that you want to be the first, but if you pay too much attention to some things, you will find that you lose the original fun." He easily suppressed the boy's struggle with his left hand, The book also fell to the ground.

The teenager has been very strong since he was a child. When he first came to Honmaru, he even forced himself time and time again in order to win their love. He couldn't sleep all night in the tired and dark nights. In the end, he was worried that the child would catch cold by kicking the quilt at night. Yizhen discovered and stopped it... The young child held back tears in confusion and anxiety in front of a group of fusangshen, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you want me too?" At that time, he sighed, Put down the teacup in your hand.

As long as you work hard to get No.1, you will be loved.

This is a deep-rooted concept held by the boy who grew up in the orphanage named [Baimu]. In the following years, they tried their best to give the boy the favor he wanted, watching him like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon. To grow freely - free and unfettered, for they will clear all obstacles in his way.

As long as you are happy, healthy and safe through this life.

"Whether you get No.1 or not, our love for you will never decrease, Ling, you have to be aware of this." He felt that the body under his hand gradually quieted down, lying obediently on his lap, except for the palm of his right hand. Apart from the itching caused by the trembling of the eyelashes, it looks like a cat whose fur has been smoothed.

After a while, he turned his head to look at the corner of the corridor, where four or five heads were lined up neatly from top to bottom, most of them were Awataguchi daggers who were sent by Yiqi Yizheng to inquire about the situation.Seeing being discovered, Ranto Shiro at the top grinned and made a scissors hand to him, turned his head and whispered something to the people behind him, and then a group of children left quietly.

The new year is about to start again.

The author has something to say: I have a special liking for my great-grandpa, and I still have a brother, but he hasn’t come to my Honmaru yet, and I feel like my body has been hollowed out... Can I convince you!

The puberty dungeon is about to start, and then I can write some love swords and short swords... and Anijia and Knee Maru!Long live Genji! (waving hands

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e-part1

It happened in the autumn of the fifth grade of the elementary school.

At that time, Bai Muling, who had not yet developed her whole body and looked like a pudding, was born with water and spirit, and her undeveloped facial features were as exquisite as a mixed race—but her temper was too violent, and she reluctantly restrained some willful factors under the guidance of Shiqiemaru and others (Actually, Hasebe found out because he failed to hide his wounds in a fight and gave him a severe reprimand). In most cases, he can resist the urge to solve everything violently.

...But somehow, someone broke a pen that was given to him by Song Xian on his birthday last year, especially when the other party had to throw it in front of him - Bai Muling buzzed in his head, and beat him to the ground without saying a word , In the end, my eyes were so red, I didn’t listen to anyone’s persuasion... until the faint sound of "The teacher is here!" was heard from the crowd, and the chaotic brain instinctively calculated "Being discovered by the teacher = looking for parents = Hase Club Know" formula... The boy who felt a dull pain in his butt finally regained some sense, and climbed down from the boy who was beaten up with snot and tears.

"Bai Muling! Just wait...there's no end to this!!"

Who are you.

Almost snorting to express disdain, Bai Muling, who has dealt with countless people like this since childhood, put the broken pen into her school bag.

Anyway, it must be some kind of afternoon, a blocked toilet or something...boring.

Who would have thought that the development of the matter greatly exceeded his expectations - he was blocked by several people in a nearby alley, and before he could figure out what the group of people wanted to do, the leader punched him in the face involuntarily come over!

Pupils shrank, and she quickly took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Bai Muling raised her head in shock and swept across the few people in front of her: two seniors, and one of the remaining three blocked the exit.With a thump in his heart, he quietly clenched his fists, feeling cold sweat dripping down his back.

No, this time...it's not easy.

"Oh? You even avoided it. I heard that you didn't participate in any extracurricular activities. I thought you were a little princess who would fall down at the first touch."

As he spoke, one of the senior boys smiled and stepped forward.Bai Muling stared at him vigilantly, and quickly got up to lean against the wall behind him.

"Although I was asked by my younger brother to teach you a lesson, but I don't care about the bullshit of your lower grades. I will come today just because I happen to see you being so superior that you don't want to be beaten."

……coming!

Sure enough, before the other party came to him, he suddenly punched him in the abdomen. Bai Muling wanted to dodge to the side, but was predicted that the action was predicted, and he was hit hard on the arm, causing him to let out a scream .

Ever since he was a child, he was surrounded by a group of gods and grew up in a state of fear—Bai Muling, who has never experienced such suffering, even once, immediately became red-eyed, and the adrenaline that broke out in a crisis made him miraculously Dodging the next round of attack, Bai Muling slammed the schoolbag on the face of that person, Bai Muling didn't even have time to catch his breath, so he threw the sand in his hand towards the other person who came from the wrong situation. Throw it in the eyes of the seniors.A series of actions happened in a short moment.

Seeing that the two most troublesome two were held back for a moment, the young man didn't dare to waste the precious few seconds, turned around and ran towards the alley, the screams and curses behind him seemed to disappear far away... He didn't Slow down and hit a thin boy!The man fell and held his companion just in time, thank goodness!He quickly ran to the exit.

We are short of the last one!

Sweat dripped down his face mixed with dust, and Bai Muling's panting became a little rough—he was never required to do physical work at home, and at the same time he was completely uninterested in sports activities where a group of boys sweated together This time he really suffered from lack of physical strength, and he knew best in his heart: he must never stop, if he stopped, he would really not be able to run away.

and so……

so!Please, let me-

In the boy's light brown pupils there was a begging that would never be discovered unless he looked carefully, Bai Muling clenched his lower lip, and met the slightly astonished eyes of the person in front of him.The person blocking the exit is the sports committee member of the class. Given the poor physique of the two of them, it is absolutely impossible to knock them down like before... The footsteps behind them are getting closer and closer... Bai Muling closed Yan took a deep breath, determined to take a gamble.

His luck has always been very good, otherwise he would not have met those fusangshen who dote on him in Honmaru.

... Just bet on whether this person will let him go because they are in the same class and the two have never had any quarrel.

Please, please—

He ran fast, flying the corner of the man's uniform, until he felt the warmth of the setting sun on his face, and he was not stopped by anything.

Bet won.

Finally blending into the crowd, Bai Muling, who quietly felt a little more secure, felt his legs go limp, and he collapsed on the ground without shame because of face. He didn't dare to stop, and ran forward mechanically, but the speed was faster than before. Much slower.

Okay