Dog rolls affect my wall climbing speed

Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't reply, she was shocked by Qiancheng Xue'e's approach as a radical.

Although I hate Zenyuan Naoya, but in the Zenyuan family, the children of the offshoots are basically not qualified to disobey the direct line.

Qiancheng Yukie looked at Zenyuan Naoya walking towards this side, her disgusted expression changed instantly when she talked about feudal desires, she seemed sorry, with a formulaic smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm sorry, young master of the monastery, I just came into contact with spells, and it seems that I can't control it well—" Her tone was not flustered at all, and her bright eyes were clear, "I accidentally disturbed you."

Zenyuan Naoya was about to express the anger that was stuck in his mouth, the blond man squinted his eyes, and his gaze swept Qiancheng Xuee from top to bottom.

This is a pretty girl with a different style from his previous girlfriends.

Occasionally, the young master of the Chanyuan family wants to change his taste, not to mention in the description of the Zenyuan Patriarch - this girl is a big help.

"Really?" He said slowly, "Then Miss Qiancheng, how do you plan to make up for it?"

"Yeah." Qiancheng Xue'e tilted her head, smiling, "I think a powerful conjurer like the young master of the monastery shouldn't be surprised by this trivial matter."

Conversing with Zenyuan Naoya is much easier than talking with the leader of Miru Fiore. Zenyuan Naoya seems to be a character that can be easily deceived.

In order not to appear to be in a state of guilty conscience, Qiancheng Xuehui raised her eyes openly and looked at him, only to find that the young master was actually wearing black earrings.

...It's really flirtatious!

Thinking of the open neckline of the Zenyuan Zhipier when she first met her, Qiancheng Xuehui thought that this attribute might be some kind of family inheritance.

When she looked at her secretly, Zenyuan Naoya sneered: "What you said is pleasant."

He didn't care that he was being scrutinized up and down—or Zenyuan Naoya was always very confident in his appearance.

Qiancheng Xuehui thought this would be pleasing to the ear, and it was quite coaxing.

Zenyuan Naoya glanced over Zenyuan Zhenyi who was standing beside him with his head bowed and not saying a word. After watching it for a few seconds, he felt a little bored and looked away.

The young master talking to himself said to his cousin: "Zhenyi, remember to take good care of our [guest]."

Then he glanced at the maid who was still kneeling, turned around and walked towards the original position, leaving only the backs of the few present.

The hallway fell silent for a while.

Qiancheng Xue'e looked at Zenyuan Zhenyi next to her.

Zenyuan Zhenyi was silent for a few seconds: "...you are amazing."

Qiancheng Xuehui said modestly: "It's okay, maybe I'm a genius."

Zenyuan Zhenyi felt that the person of the same age next to her was really incomprehensible, so she pursed her lower lip, her tone of voice was still calm.

She said: "The front is my room, please wait at the door."

Qiancheng Yukie was keenly aware that she was not in high spirits, and she later realized that the "feudal remnants" she said might have hit everyone in the Chanyuan family.

Qiancheng Xuehui: ... Hey.

Qiancheng Yuki stepped forward to her side, temporarily prevented her from entering the room, and asked in a low voice: "Chanyuan Naoya will not target you because of this matter, right?"

The girl felt a little worried after realizing it: "Isn't he so narrow-minded?"

The short-haired girl gave her a serious look: "That's not possible,"

Zenyuan Naoya's power has not yet reached this level.

Qiancheng Yukie is very good at putting herself on the balance, she thought for a while and said: "If Zenyuan Naoya is cruel to you, just tell me—"

Judging from all the indications, the technique that he can transform the mantra is undoubtedly a bug-like existence, and the Zhipi people of the Zen Academy still want to use her.

Zenyuan Zhenyi let out an ah, and then pushed open the door.

She doesn't have many contacts with her peers, and Qiancheng Xue'e is Jin's conjurer, and she hasn't dealt with curses much.That's why he looks so carefree...?

When she came out after changing her clothes, Qiancheng Yukie was leaning against the wall and yawning. Seeing Zenyuan Zhenyi, she quickly regained her energetic appearance.

Probably it was the order of the Patriarch Zenyuan Zhibiren. Although the Zenyuan family was extremely unfriendly to girls, they treated Qiancheng Xuehui respectfully.

When she learned that she asked Zenyuan Zhenyi to accompany her to go shopping, although Zenyuan Zhenyi's father with a face was a little unhappy, he agreed.

Getting along with Qiancheng Xuehui is quite comfortable, Zenyuan Zhenyi thought in his heart.

The two of them left the Chanyuan home quickly, and the fresh air outside relieved the tense nerves.

Qiancheng Yukie rubbed her neck: "Is it hard work at Zenyuan's house? No wonder Maki..."

Zenyuan Zhenyi interrupted her: "I'm used to it."

As for the one who couldn't get used to it, he left long ago.

Qiancheng Yuuee instinctively felt that it was better not to mention her sister in front of Zenyuan Zhenyi. She didn't know what love-hate entanglement happened here, so she just dismissed this topic lightly.

Zenyuan Zhenyi is the kind of character who doesn't like to take the initiative. Qiancheng Xue'e is just the opposite of her. Before arriving at the commercial street, the two got along quite happily.

At least Zenyuan Zhenyi's attitude is more than one level normal compared to that of Zenyuan's family.

While queuing up to buy milk tea to play with her mobile phone, Yukie Qiancheng saw a pop-up message.

[Dog Curly Thorn: Yes. ]

And this sentence was pushed up, it was Qiancheng Xue'e who asked last night: How are you these few days?

Qiancheng Xuehui quickly hung up the headset to make a video call, but was rejected within two seconds.

Looking at the rejected communication, Qiancheng Xue'e lowered her eyes and fell into a strange silence.

In the past few days, the dog curly spine replied to the message, but refused the video-why?Are you on task?Or something unexpected?

Zenyuan Zhenyi took the milk tea and looked at her sideways: "What's wrong?"

Qiancheng Xuehui took a deep breath, not knowing what mood she was in, she was worried but also a little angry: "It's nothing. After entering the Conjuration College, what do you study?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi raised his eyebrows.

Unlike the person who seemed a bit taciturn in the Zenyuan's house, Zenyuan Zhenyi, who changed into casual clothes and went out, was more inclined to Kujie. She was tall, and she felt a little oppressive walking beside Qiancheng Xuehui.

"Suddenly interested in this?" She didn't mean to hide it from Qiancheng Xuehui, "There is relatively little theoretical study, and most of them are tasked and then promoted."

Most conjurers are promoted slowly, and need to be upgraded according to the amount of tasks completed and the assessment. For example, the dog curly spine is now a second-level conjurer.

That is to say, it does appear in a busy situation.

Qiancheng Xuehui said "Oh", she blinked her eyes, and followed Zenyuan Zhenyi into the clothing store.

"But according to your technique...you shouldn't have to worry much."

In other words, Zenyuan Zhenyi said silently in his heart, maybe he has the potential to become a super magician.

Of course, Qiancheng Xue'e was not worried about this. She groped the edge of the phone in her hand, a little hesitant: "Zhenyi, do you know...Dog curl spine?"

What she was thinking was that Zenyuan Zhenyi, as the first-year student of the next Kyoto Conjuration College, might know something about the students of the opponent school.

Perhaps, people who are also conjurers can understand some things that they don't know.

The waiter in the clothing store said a sweet "Welcome", and Qiancheng Xue'e followed Zenyuan Zhenyi to the area where the skirts were placed.

They spoke so quietly that only two of them could hear them.

Zenyuan Zhenyi frowned, and she expressed her puzzlement: "You know the sorcerer? Then why did you come to the Zenyuan family? Although it is the Yusan family, it should not be able to help you."

Qiancheng Xuehui didn't expect that she would actually respond to her casual question: "Do you know him?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi let out an "ah", and slid his fingertips across the hanging clothes, and then stopped on a mature black dress: "Major magicians almost know it, after all, there are very few people, and the dog rolls the thorns." Still the offspring of the spellcasters."

Qiancheng Xue'e froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Help, she and the dog Curly Ridge grew up together, why don't they know anything.

Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't notice that Qiancheng Yuue's expression became a little strange for a moment. She gestured the clothes in front of her body: "The Goujuan family is a heresy in the world of conjuration, and the family implements the idea of ​​​​severing conjurers." Goal, an unblessed birth is quite...why do you have this expression?"

Qiancheng Xue'e quickly suppressed the weird expression on her face, and she shook her head.

Peng Lie's intelligence system was previously open to Qiancheng Xuehui. If she wanted to, getting the information belonging to Goujuanji was just a matter of typing a few words.

But she doesn't want to get to know the people she knows best through cold words.

——Speaking of this, I don’t know if Peng Gelie has the recycling authority. rebor

He didn't even threaten her from this aspect.

That's the intelligence network.

Seeing her lost in her own thoughts, Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't bother her, she shrugged and took the clothes to the dressing room to change. The styles of this clothing store are all mature, Qiancheng Xue'e felt that she was not suitable, so she stood aside quietly wait.

The descendant of the spellcaster, born without blessing.

Qiancheng Xue'e thought of the first time she saw the dog curly spine when she was a child, and the innate curse mark on his face made her not accepted by the kindergarten children, and she rarely saw her uncles and aunts coming to pick her up.

Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, looking at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Qiancheng Xue'e felt a little uncomfortable.

There was a rustling sound in the dressing room, and Zhenyuan Zhenyi, who had changed her clothes, came out.

Qiancheng Xuehui said sincerely: "It looks much better than the one you wore in the Buddhist monastery."

Zenyuan Zhenyi: "Don't you try?"

Qiancheng Xuehui: "Hey, I feel that the style doesn't suit me."

Zenyuan Zhenyi stared at her for a few seconds, and the short-haired girl showed a vivid expression Qiancheng Xuehui had never seen before: "Since I am going shopping with you, I can't be the only one who bought clothes and went home."

So she pushed Qiancheng Xue'e to take a few clothes that were very different from her previous style, and ruthlessly stuffed Qiancheng Xue'e into the dressing room, while she leaned against the wall.

"Try it."

Snow painting of a thousand cities: ...

Qiancheng Yukie looked at the backless long skirt in her hand, and at the short underwear in the other hand.Take another look at yourself in the mirror dressed plainly.

Slowly she began to change clothes.

A girl's cold voice came from outside the door: "You seemed very disappointed just now, why?"

Qiancheng Xue'e thought Zenyu Zhenyi would not care about this, she struggled a little, and asked: "That is... If someone who is very close to you hides important things, and then prepares to leave alone, what would you do? How would you feel?"

She had meant to do that, but now the lines of fate seemed to bind them together.

Qiancheng Xue'e took a few deep breaths in her heart, looking forward to Zenyuan Zhenyi's answer.

Through the curtain of the locker room, Zenyuan Zhenyi's expression changed several times, the girl closed her eyes, and finally answered Qiancheng Xue'e's question.

"I will always hate her."

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