Menghuang girl struggles

"Oh~ It seems that 'little girl' gets along well with Mr. Feng~"

When Menghuang heard this voice, his whole body trembled, and he immediately woke up from his sleep.

The pineapple monster's charming strange-colored eyes dangled in front of her eyes. Menghuang was very strangely associated with a Persian cat, and it was a vicious big cat that was only ready to hunt her little sparrow.

"Uh huh, Liu Dao Mu." The boy who had been hugging him to sleep - Futa, was also fully awake at this time.

When he stood up, he only reached the small body of Liudao Mukuro's waist, stubbornly standing straight in front of the boys, and only Menghuang who was in Fengtai's palm could feel the boy's uncontrollable, slight trembling.

The hand protecting Menghuang tightened, but the humanoid creature named Dog sneered.

"Ha~ you kid, are you going to protect this little thing?" Bending down with one hand on your hips, your face, which is already fierce enough without deliberately making an expression, approached Fengtai suddenly, and the sharp claws were snatched away from Fengtai's hand in an instant. A bright yellow bird.

[Chirp——! ] Shedding it, stupid dog!In this way, if you change into a human form, you will become an ugly monster with thinning hair!

Menghuang's cry was a bit miserable, and the yellow feathers fluttered around along with Menghuang's struggle.

"Don't!" Feng was so nervous that he immediately wanted to rescue Menghuang from the dog's hands, but he couldn't touch the dog's wrist due to height restrictions, and instead, the dog grabbed the scarf around his neck with his free hand Slightly mentioned half-empty.

"Dog." Rokudokoku, who had been watching coldly for a long time, finally stopped when the wind was too fast to catch his breath, "If it is too much, I will be very troubled~"

"Ah, yes, Master Mukuro."

As soon as he loosened his hand, Menghuang immediately flapped his wings and fled far away from the range of the dog's attack, and Fengtai also fell to the ground, coughing uncontrollably.

"Sah, can you tell us the purpose of the tenth generation of Pengelie now, 'Prince of the Stars' Feng Taijun."

Brown eyes stared stubbornly at Liudao Mukuo, Fengta clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

"You still don't want to say it~" Slightly squinting his eyes, he didn't mind revealing his dissatisfaction at all, a murderous intention flashed across his eyes, but he was suppressed in the end.

"Then continue divination for me."

Not far away, Menghuang watched in astonishment as the number floated in Liudaoku's red eyes, actually planning to use illusion to deal with such a young child? !

"Tell me, the military ranking of Bingsheng Middle School." As Liudao Mukuro's voice fell, Fengtai's brown eyes gradually lost their luster.

The boy got up from the ground, nodded, and then opened a thick book that Qian Zhong handed over.

Then, in Menghuang's eyes, a phenomenon that could be called supernatural happened.

Things centered on the boy, including himself, all floated up, and the place where Menghuang was was obviously also within the affected range. A sense of weightlessness hit him, and Menghuang floated in the air dizzily, even forgetting his wings beat.

"You stupid bird, come here." A rough hand thrust in and lifted Menghuang up again.

The difference is that this time the dog didn't rudely tear off the cute yellow feathers, but placed her on top of his head.

Finally heaving a sigh of relief, Menghuangwo continued to watch Fengtai's actions in the birdhouse he had occupied for a long time.

"Namori Middle School's strongest ranking, the last one is, Sawada Tsunayoshi... No. 18, Mochida, fifth place, Sasakawa Ryohei, fourth place, Kusakabe Tetsuya, third place, Gokudera Hayato, No. [-] Two Takeshi Yamamoto, and then, first, Hibari Kyouya."

When Fengtai read out the last name, Menghuang's heart almost rose to the throat, and he flew to Fengtai's side impatiently, Menghuang repeatedly confirmed the name that Fengtai had recorded in the ranking book.

"First, Hibari Kyouya"

Exactly the same name as in memory.

Could it be just the same name?Meng Huang was deceiving herself in her heart, but the palpitation at that moment was not deceiving.

Could that boy who looks like a top student be the most violent person in Bingsheng Middle School?

Moreover, what Liudaokuo was looking for was obviously the tenth generation of Peng Geli, so why did he come to find someone who was a good fighter now?

Could it be that the person he is looking for is the young lark?

For a while, many questions came to my mind, and Menghuang's little head was so full of questions that he had no time to think about anything else.

His heart and eyes are full of worries about the boy who has taken care of him for a long time.

"Hey, Qianzhong, leave this and this to me, you are not allowed to rob me!"

"Humph."

"Ah, what do you mean by Qianzhong!"

"It depends on Master Mu's intention distribution."

"Hmph, long-winded, Mr. Mukuro, leave the second one to me, and let this eye boy take care of the third one!"

Ignoring how Menghuang, who was a little bird, was entangled on one side, the loud dog and the sullen Qianzhong began to quarrel and divide the top opponents on the list. Empty out.

Liu Daoku looked at his two companions with a determined smile, but the corner of his eyes glanced at the little bird squatting on the ranking book in a daze.

The curvature of the lips has no clear meaning.

[Ah——] Meng Huang lay on the window, looking at the gloomy weather outside, feeling as depressed as the sky.

In the past few days, Inu and Chizuo really began to challenge the students of Bingshengzhong from weak to strong according to the ranking given by Kazeta's divination.

It is said to be a challenge, but in Menghuang's view, it is actually just one-sided sadism.

One time, when Menghuang was investigating Bingsheng with No. 3, he happened to see the dog pulling out the opponent's teeth. Thinking of the small white objects that the dog threw out to show off Qian Zhong, Meng Huang felt that he also had a toothache.

Just seeing the teeth he took out was not a big shock, but seeing someone being beaten so miserably in front of her, and the teeth being pulled out bloody, Meng Huang couldn't bear it.

Sure enough, to survive in Hei Yao, do you have to have a strong mental quality?The little girl thought to herself a little.

Although Menghuang didn't know what these three teenagers had experienced, every time they mentioned the word "mafia", the naked hatred in the eyes of the teenagers always appeared and was clearly conveyed to Menghuang.

She is not qualified to criticize whether their actions are correct, because perhaps after experiencing their pain points, she may also do more extreme things.

It's just that, knowing that I have no position, I still can't get used to these things happening in front of me.

In order to find a person, you have to involve so many innocent people, and base your happiness on the pain of others, is it really good?

One last look at the boy in the black student uniform who was lying on the ground with a strange haircut, and flew away without looking back.

Menghuang is not a savior, nor does she have a heart of a virgin. Her life has always been very ordinary. If she hadn't appeared here by accident and turned into a bird, maybe she would never have encountered such a thing in her life.

Call her cowardly or selfish.

Menghuang is completely powerless to change the status quo at this time, so her temporary choice is to avoid.

Silently looked at Fengta who would sit in the corner with his knees hugged.

Meng Huang sighed, since Liu Dao Mu controlled the illusion that day, the little boy stopped talking.

His brown eyes had lost their luster and were hollow and distressing.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, Menghuang never heard him cry again.

It's just that this silent sadness is even more disturbing.

——I hope the owner of the name he once said can come to pick him up.

Menghuang prayed quietly, but she also felt a little unwilling in her heart, what about herself?Is there anyone who can pick himself up from here?

Quan and the others had been arguing together for quite a while, and every day they would go out to find someone to single out with high spirits and high spirits. Even Qian Zhong, who had been slumped all the time, Meng Huang could easily sense the faint aura in him. excited.

It's just that on this day, the two of them came back with injuries.

Menghuang was really surprised by this, because before they always seemed to be able to do things with ease, and occasionally Quan would complain that the opponent was too weak, and it was not enough for him to warm up.

Today, the two of them were full of anger, even thousands of kinds, inadvertently showing some emotional fluctuations.

"KUFUFUFU~ It seems that we are about to find it."

Meng Huang nestled helplessly beside Liu Dao Mu, the young man's ghostly voice sounded above her head, the hands that were stroking her head from time to time paused, and then trembled slightly.

Trembling with excitement.

It's really time to start.Menghuang was a little helpless, forced to participate in this revenge, Menghuang was only a small supporting role in this play, but had to stay on the nearest stage to watch other people's plays.

Liu Dao Mu is like a black hole, he is in it, and he wants to suck the people around him into this abyss.

Menghuang also trembled a bit, but her trembling was a real biological fear.

The author has something to say: the mood is so complicated, and every time I write, there is a feeling of deviating from the original intention. These characters seem to be alive and direct the next plot. I didn't realize until I finished writing, "Huh? What? It has become like this"...

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