The blackening value is being cleared

It's over, it's over!

Chuya Nakahara, 23 years old, one of the five major cadres of the mafia, died socially at the gate of the pk academy.

I was so ashamed that every toe had to curl up, and the voice in my throat was "I, I, I", stammering and not connecting.

Changan and any other student here will not have the same situation as Nakahara Chuya. Most of the students who have experienced Anhe’s rubbing will thicken their skins. Anhe joked a few words, if Yosano Akiko was asked, it would be "huh? What do I use as a screensaver is my freedom", and Edogawa Ranpo would pretend that this had never happened.

But when he arrived in Zhongye, Central Plains, he couldn't get over this matter. He tried his best to find an explanation for himself, but he was thin-skinned, hesitating, unable to speak complete sentences, but the soles of his feet seemed to be connected to the concrete floor at the door, where roots and sprouts sprouted. .

"Hey, the drawing is not bad." An He only commented, and then put the mobile phone into Zhongya Zhongye's hand without hesitation, "But it's not so suitable to use other people's pictures as a screen saver, Mr. Zhongyuan, It’s not good if the relationship between the two parties is misunderstood.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at his flawless smile, and was a little disappointed. Deep down in his heart, he wanted to see An He's more intense reaction.

"So, what's the matter with me?"

After a social death, Zhong Yuan Zhong also said numbly: "I heard that Mr. An He was involved in the incident caused by Peng Lie before, I want to see if you are healthy."

An He smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Nakahara, don't worry, I'm healthy." He looked across Nakahara Nakaya and said, "Oh, is Mr. Dazai behind you? So you came together ?”

Hearing Dazai's name, Nakahara Chuya exploded. How could he not know where the mysterious force that made his phone drop came from?

"Tai——zai——" This call seemed to emerge from hell, he hurriedly bowed to Anhe, and then aggressively chased and killed Dazai.

An He cast a loving look at him.

That's right, this is the attitude that graduates should have!Occasionally, I would come to care about the teacher, and after a few chats, my life would return to two parallel lines. I didn't have too many extra thoughts, and I wouldn't hold him to a lifelong responsibility system.

Sure enough, a decent child like Zhong Ye is the most worry-free!

Compared with the metamorphosis, metamorphosis and metamorphosis in the hunter world, Zhongyuan Zhong also appears to be more commendable.

However, his screen saver...

"Mr. Zhongyuan." His voice came to Zhongye Zhongye's ears softly with the wind.

"Remember to send me a photo."

Central Plains is also petrified.

……

Try to live through today, Brands!

Bai Lan, who returned home early, cheered herself up, and then took out her mobile phone to exchange messages with Sawada Tsunayoshi who was far away in Kyushu.

/ Gangji-kun, my cousin is really over the top! /

/ Ah, I see, and so does reborn. /

/There is still a difference, training with my cousin will really kill people, and what is even more frightening is that they will be resurrected by him after death, and then reincarnated over and over again.../

Tsunayoshi Sawada shuddered when he saw this.

Reborn accurately captured his emotional fluctuations, and leaned over to take a look.

Tsunayoshi Sawada said in embarrassment: "Mr. Bai Lan is too exaggerated..."

"It's true, idiot."

"Hey? Hey—"

Reborn said: "That guy has such abilities, otherwise why would I be so wary of him."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Then Bai Lan-kun is working too hard..."

"However." Reborn also made a decision, "Since Bai Lan has also learned that ability, you can't lose as the future Peng Gele [-]th generation. That's fine, An He has An He's teaching method, and I also have mine. .”

"I will let you learn to read in a short time, stupid gang."

Kokichi Sawada:? ? ?

It's none of my business.

Seeing that Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't answer, Bai Lan in Tokyo threw the phone aside: "Mr. Reborn took it away, Tsunayoshi-kun."

"Ah, how should I put it, compared to my cousin, I'm still with Mr. Reborn..." He thought of Reborn's hell training during the war in the future, "Wait, let's forget it, the two methods are exactly the same, what we really need to care about is the educational environment Well, there are classmates around you and so on."

Thinking of the few people she met on Meteor Street, Bai Lan felt bad again.

He thought about it for a while and An He came back. An He seemed to be in a stable mood. He probably didn't encounter anything at school, which made Bai Lan quite relieved.

After yesterday, he already knew that the time flow rate of the hunter world is very different from that of the real world. If he really immersed himself in the game, one night in the game would be many days in the game. Quit soon, but it seems that today can't end so quickly.

"You can copy the book knowledge into the game." An He also suggested, "You can use it to learn when you feel that time is passing too slowly."

Bai Lan: "..."

"The time in the game can also be fast forwarded and jumped... The verbal explanation is not clear enough, you will experience it yourself when the time comes."

"Ha, haha...it's really convenient."

……

The login location is still the stinky Meteor Street. After the second killing incident, Bai Lan has calmed down. He knows that what he needs to do now is to keep learning, learning how to use Nian, as well as the words and knowledge of this world.

In terms of reading, no matter he, Yiermi or Kuro Luoxisuo are beginners, An He simply taught them together.

Fighting skills are more fascinating. Both Hisoka and Kuroro were born in the wild. They are simple and efficient, but the attack methods they figured out by themselves are a bit straightforward. The secret technique was passed on to the outside world, so I supplemented it with the skills I had mastered.

As for Bai Lan, he has received complete fighting training, yes, but he is too fancy, and at the same time, he can't integrate all the moves because he relies on flames.

In this regard, the demonic An He said: "If it is fancy, it is not enough for actual combat."

"Hisuo." He waved to the child who didn't know whether he should be called a disciple, "I'll leave Bai Lan's words to you."

"Bet on life and death, let's fight against him."

Bai Lan: =口=! ! !

wait wait wait!Bet on life or death!

This pervert Hisoka will take it seriously!

After this period of time, he has fully understood the characters of An and the students. Compared with them, his future self is like a child who has lost his temper. There is no clear dividing line between justice and evil in this world at all, they are fundamentally distorted.

Sure enough, Hisoka was very excited after hearing An He's words: "If I kill him, can I fight with you?"

An He said: "It's possible, but I don't think it's absolutely interesting to have no chance of winning." He turned to Kuroro and said, "If you are interested, you can also help Bai Lan."

Kuroro just nodded calmly, Bai Lan broke into a cold sweat from his expression.

That's right, although in the trio, Il fans have the deepest killing intent on him, and Hisoka is a pervert, but he is always most vigilant against Kuroro.

He is about the same age as himself next year, and has proper etiquette, but the few glances he occasionally looks over make Bai Lan's hair stand on end.

How should I say that kind of look, as if he is not a living person, but has been objectified.

More often, Kuroro couldn't help looking at An He with the same eyes.

An He finally told Bai Lan: "I have to go back to beat the Hakka enemy first, and then I may do something else. I probably won't go back to Meteor Street for a while."

"In this short period of time, you have to live alone."

Bai Lan: "..."

"By the way." He suddenly remembered something, "I saw it, the oil painting you painted."

Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, unable to even react, oil painting?The one with the birdcage closed? !

Wait, wait, where did you know that?Could it be Dazai!

Bailan Sparta, you are too unkind, this time there will never be any benefits, okay!

An He reacted more calmly than he imagined.

"I never knew Bai Lanjun that your painting skills are so high. Besides, after you finish your work, don't you show it to the client?"

"I, actually want to see more of Bai Lanjun's works."

"When I come back, show me one by one."

Bai Lan: It's fine, it's fine.

It's just drawing.

then……

"However, after thinking about it, it's really not very pleasant." An He said, "Although being locked up in a birdcage is full of artistic sense, it also seems that I am too weak and not free."

"So I decided, unless I get the ability to walk out of Meteor Street and walk out by myself, I will definitely not help you, Mr. Bai Lan."

An He said: "I believe you will be able to walk out of Meteor Street by yourself, come on."

"Otherwise, you will spend your whole life with the garbage dump."

Bai Lan: "..."

……

An He was on a quick schedule to beat the enemy Hakka, so he first went to see Mi Ji, who was born not long ago.

The child's aptitude test results were far from ideal, and even Ki Qiu, the mother, was not interested in him, but the two of them talked about Bai Lan while chatting.

Ji Qiu didn't care about his mother's lineage, and said to An He, "If you want to raise it, you can." It was as if An He picked up a puppy.

She focuses more attention on Yier fans.

"How? After leaving home for such a long time, my mother's Yier fan must have grown into a perfect killer that I can't imagine?" She talked about Yier fan for a long time in an aria.

On the other hand, An He showed a sickly subtle smile and said: "The skills are perfect, but unfortunately, he has the youthful vigor unique to children of this age, especially after the awakening of the ability to think, occasionally he will do something beyond the ordinary. The challenge of my own ability is really nerve-wracking."

It just so happened that Xiba passed by the corridor and took An He's words into his ears. He raised half of his brows in surprise: Could Yier fans be so reckless?

"Relax." An He only heard the next sentence, "I have helped him correct this mistake well, presumably even his soul is imprinted with the words I once told him."

"Even his soul was molded into what I wanted."

Through chanting.