Fuck you

White Pond.

Several foreign students prepared the teacher's apprenticeship ceremony to be brought tomorrow, and stood in the middle of the yard refusing to leave.

A disciple said: "Go Ziyue, you are the most courageous."

That Ziyue hurriedly waved her hands: "It's not luck to be brave! I won't go!"

The other gave the person next to him a hand: "Those guys are probably coming to Baize soon, hurry up, why don't you go?"

The disciple next to him refused for a while, and then the five people started pushing each other again. He thought for a while and said, "Oh, don't argue, let's guess the fist."

Everyone was silent for a moment, then nodded.

After half a cup of tea, the disciple named Ziyue left with a sad face under the eyes of everyone.

Too bad luck, have you ever stepped on shit during this time?Ziyue came to the door of Dan's room slowly, and heard the angry noise inside, which made his calves twist all over.

After wandering around the door for seven or eight times, Ziyue stomped her feet, stood still outside the door as if she was dead, then raised her hand, bent a finger, and gently knocked on the door with her knuckles.

Of course it was impossible for anyone to hear it, and he didn't hear it himself!

Ziyue thought: "I'll just knock three times, and don't blame me if I can't hear you three times."

So he tapped it a second time with his knuckles.

The knock on the door, which was weaker than the sound of mosquitoes, was immediately sacrificed in the quarrel. Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately knocked for the third time.

Knock...knock...

The moment he knocked on the door, there was a sudden silence inside the door.

The faint knock on the door suddenly became very clear.

Ziyue's scalp exploded and his hands shook. He subconsciously wanted to run, but the door was pulled open forcefully by the people inside, and then a hand with delicate skin and tender flesh grabbed his collar.

This is a young man's hand, delicate and without any wrinkles.

Ziyue didn't dare to move, and ran away from home on a donkey with all her courage.His hands were trembling, and his body was trembling too, allowing the owner of the hand to lift him forward and then push him back hard.

"Young master..." The young man in front of him was much smaller than Ziyue, with a slightly thin body and exquisite eyebrows.This was supposed to be Zhang Junya's delicate and delicate face, but at the moment it was full of scorching fiery aura. Ziyue didn't even have the courage to stand up when she fell to the ground, let alone resisting.

"Son, son...Jiang Xuan and the others, here, we've arrived at Taniguchi..." He said stumblingly.

"I'll give you three breaths." The young man is Ming Chen who is about to go to Ziwei Palace to listen to his studies. He is standing inside the door, the dim light makes his face look gloomy and cold, "Get out, immediately, immediately, disappear in front of me!"

What Ziyue waited for was this sentence, Mingchen looked polite on weekdays, but he was actually a surly temper, when he got angry, he didn't recognize his relatives, Chenxi was used by him as a whip.

The limp body was suddenly full of strength at the moment when Ming Chen finished speaking, the joints creaked as if they were starting to grow again, and the limbs miraculously moved.Ziyue flipped and jumped up like a fish, never realized that she ran so fast.

Ming Chen kicked down the threshold hard, turned around, and Ming Rong Lan looked at him with a sarcasm on his back.

"Brother, I think you really forgot how your parents died!" Ming Chen lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes. As for this! Brother, open your eyes wide and think about it, why have you been so afraid for so many years!"

He didn't yell any more, as if he was tired from the noise, his voice became dull and hoarse.But the thundercloud in his eyes never dissipated, he looked straight into Ming Ronglan's eyes.

Ming Ronglan's expression didn't change at all, the upturned eyes carried a natural arrogance, only the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth widened a bit.

He was silent for a while during this confrontation, then lowered his head, and flicked the non-existent dust on his cuffs slowly: "You want to use that trick on me too? Come on, let my brother see how exactly your whipping technique is." How much progress has been made."

Ming Ronglan's voice was very soft, and it sounded gentle, almost lingering, but Ming Chen immediately shut his mouth, and the gloom on his face was swept away, revealing a frightened deer-like expression.

Brother is angry.

very angry.

In Mingchen's memory, that somewhat naive elder brother changed his temperament drastically after going through the bloody dusk, the change was very sudden, it seemed that after only one night, all the innocence, ignorance, innocence, beauty, and beauty of young people disappeared, and the whole person became cold and stern Unpredictable again.

He began to smile miserably, as if every expression had to express some kind of oblique and deep meaning just right, even if he was angry, he was not showing his true nature.

Of course, Ming Ronglan seldom gets angry with others, those who are not of rank are not worthy of him being angry, most of those who are of higher rank than him are highly respected and pure, even if some people who are not good-looking really make him angry, it doesn't matter, most of those people have no good end.

In this regard, Ming Chen once wondered if his elder brother was too stimulated and had a mental problem. He looked like a paralyzed face who didn't care about everything, but he was cruel in doing things, and his bad temper was probably influenced by him.

And all of this, in the final analysis, is because of the dead and resurrected, Bai Ze's sinner.

It seems that as long as all the misfortunes let that person fight against Mingchen, it will be better, even if that person didn't hurt Bai Ze at all, but so what?After all, he is the only one alive now!

"Why didn't you scold me? Wasn't it very powerful just now?" Ming Ronglan stared at her younger brother's blushing and paler face, and said with a smile, "Didn't you just want to draw your sword? Come on, stab into brother's chest , let me show you whether my brother's heart is red or black!"

Ming Chen really wanted to untie Xi Chen just now, but he can swear to God, the person he wanted to stab was definitely not Ming Ronglan!

"Brother... I..."

The previously angry little tiger suddenly turned into a frightened deer, Ming Ronglan suppressed his anger and sighed in his heart, and removed the sarcasm on his face: "You don't have to tell me anything now, go to Ziwei Palace and you Make up your own mind about what to say and what not to say. I will settle his account sooner or later. I don't need you to tell me what to do, and I don't need everyone to know about it—or do you want others to continue to read Bai Ze's story? joke?"

Ming Chen bit his lip and nodded aggrievedly. He has been living in a very uncomfortable life these days. He thought Ming Yue Gui was just a scoundrel waiting to die. For the sake of saving himself, Bai Ze was willing to take care of him. , but the result?

How could the sinner who betrayed Bai Ze and forced his own mother to death be able to come back to life, while innocent people like them who had wept so hard would have to suffer from the loss of their loved ones for the rest of their lives?