Heart Demon, She is Doing Things Again

A Chan did not vigorously wander to the door of the classroom, yawned and pushed open the door, completely without the energetic Asian son who should be on the first day of high school.

But the next moment, she halted halfway and stopped abruptly. A Chan has a sense of unreality. It seems to relive the feeling of being smashed by the heavenly pie when he entered the kindergarten on the first day of the year.

Sitting behind the classroom by the corner of the window, blingbling in her eyes glowed, not who is A Yuan!

At that time, the white and quiet little boy had grown into a handsome and quiet boy, and A Chan recognized it at a glance.

His skin is still very white, and his hair is as dark and soft as he was when he was young, but his temperament is not as soft and harmless as he was when he was young, with a sharp sharp edge hidden; but his cold and lonely body has not changed, and it has increased in these years. .

The wary little wolf pup, now has the appearance of a lone wolf.

The students in the class gathered together in threes and fives for two days to laugh and laugh, making it even colder when looking at Ayuan outside the window. There was even a vacuum zone around Ayuan. No one sat near him, and no one stepped forward to talk.

Ah Chan turned a blind eye to the students in the classroom who looked at her secretly, and ran straight to Ah Yuan by the window.

"A Yuan A Yuan! I didn't expect to meet you here!

I did n’t see you at the opening ceremony yesterday. I thought I was wrong. You were n’t studying here. I was disappointed. I saw you in class today ...

I am A Chan, do you remember me? "

Contrasting Achan's happy appearance with small flowers floating in the background, Ayuan didn't seem to have any mood swings. It was as if the scenery outside the window was particularly attractive to him. After she finished speaking, he withdrew his eyes from the window and slowly turned his head indifferently.

"do not remember."

"Hey?"

Although we ca n’t expect too much from the memory of human cubs, fortunately they have been together for a semester. It ’s impossible to say that there is no memory at all?

Probably only because he wasn't interested in what kind of acquaintance with his short-time playmates. His childhood emotions have long faded away in his years.

A Chan was a little annoyed, but not very surprised.

"Ah, okay, let's get acquainted again. My name is Xia Chan, you can call me Achan. Ayuan, can I sit next to you ..." Achan said that he would put the schoolbag next to him on the chair.

Suddenly, as the chair moved suddenly, it made a piercing sound rubbing against the ground, and then the chair crashed **** the table.

A Chan still kept the bag movement in mid-air, and A Yuan retracted the long leg of the kick chair.

"leave me alone."

A Chan's eyes widened in surprise.

Is this still her cute and lovely little Ayuan? ? That soft and cute little Ayuan who listened to her all the time behind her? ? ?

"That ... Xia Chan," the squad leader with glasses called her weakly at this time, "You go to the text printing room to get the textbook ..."

Ayuan has looked back out of the window and no longer looks at her. A Chan put her schoolbag in the front row in a complex mood and followed the squad leader to pick up the textbook.

The squad leader stopped talking on the road, he pushed his glasses, still couldn't help but asked: "You knew Lin Yuan before?"

The original surname Lin ... "Well, we had a good relationship when we were kids."

The squad leader hesitated and kindly persuaded her, "You ... it's better not to be too close to him at school."

"why?"

"There are some people in the school who don't like him, and it's easy to cause trouble if you get close to him." In particular, she is a free special enrollment without background. "And his character is not easy to get along with."

A Chan thoughtfully.

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A Chan was sitting in the front seat of A Yuan. He didn't say anything this time. Facing A Chan was as cold as when facing other people.

The other students were unwilling to be too close to Ah Yuan. He was sitting in the last row by the window. There was no one sitting in the front row and the side next to the aisle, so A Chan occupied two seats by himself in the front row. .

The teacher was talking about something that was simple and uninteresting to Achan. She turned the book in her hand, turning pages quickly, and could not see that she had already understood the content of the book in the process.

A Chan closed the book lazily and glanced back. A Yuan is still sleeping on the table.

A Chan saw the twirling hair above his head and his bangs dropped slightly to cover his eyebrows; the eyelashes longer than the girl's eyelashes shuddered slightly under her gaze ...

"Xia Chan, you come to do this question."

Achan withdrew his eyes, without the embarrassment of being caught by the teacher, and went to the blackboard to pick up the chalk and write the correct answer easily. The teacher's stiff face only eased a little.

During class, a male student felt itchy and wanted to talk to Achan, but she was sitting too close to Linyuan. It is well-known that Lin Yuan has a bad temper and does not like someone arguing next to him, so the boys had to temporarily suppress the restless Sichun thoughts, which also made Achan clean.

The schoolwork of the cultivating school is not heavy. Compared with the results of the cultural class, it pays more attention to cultivation and cultivation of personal abilities. School ends at 3:30 in the afternoon, and after 4 to 6 is the time for club activities.

There are corresponding credits for participating in the club, and most students will choose to join the club. However, these people do not include A Yuan.

After freshmen enter the school, the high school club has a month to recruit new students. A Chan was not in a hurry to add a club, she secretly followed behind A Yuan and watched secretly after school.

Ayuan did not live on campus, walked out of the school and walked back to the apartment.

His situation was more serious than what the class monitor said, and the first day of high school was blocked in the alley.

A Chan saw a group of people illegally carrying a magic weapon to surround A Yuan Tuan Tuan and did not appear in a hurry. It was calculated that it would be better for A Yuan to suffer a little bit before she came out to rescue the hero. What's more, A Yuan showed excellent spiritual root qualifications and was much stronger than his peers. He probably could resist for a while.

"In order to congratulate you, this wild seed has entered high school, I specially prepared a gift for you, which is also counted as our" brotherhood "."

The headed boy's expression was full of malicious and ironic, injecting a trace of spiritual power to the short stick-like thing in his hand, the short stick quickly pulled out, the stick body outside the handle slowly turned dark red, and the point was burning on the ground. "Zila" is the spiritual practice of the fire spirit root.

"Oh, even a junk with unstable roots can go to a training school, which really lowers the standard of the school."

"Your spiritual root is the same as it is. We might as well scrap it for you today, lest you have any unrealistic delusions, ha ha ha ..."

"Today we have so many people, see how crazy you are!"

A Chan listened in amazement to the information they revealed, and had not yet analyzed what would happen to cause such a change in A Yuan, the two sides had already fought.

A Yuan has no weapons and no spiritual power, but is fighting against the gang with a fierce force, quick action and decisive action, and fists are comparable to physical training.

He was hurt by the magical instrument and seemed to feel no pain. There was no fear in his eyes. Only the cold determination reminiscent of the struggling beast, even the person holding the magical instrument could not help revealing a little. Come timidly.

The leading boy gritted his teeth and saw his teeth: "A bunch of petty waste! Fear of nothing! Just a waste, so many of us still hold the magic weapon, and it can kill him!"

Although the people here are all fools, they are also pampered to be able to attend a private training school. They are also fierce and lifeless in the face of Lin Yuan ’s fight, and they are also guilty.

It is this lifeless madness and unscientific physique that make a humble illegitimate child with a depraved root into a ruthless role that ordinary people dare not mess with.

If it weren't that he had only spiritual cultivation talents but no physical cultivation talents in his test report, they would definitely believe that he was an individual cultivation, or that kind of talent.

Lin Yuan looked for an opportunity to grab a bad boy's blonde hair and slammed it against the wall again and again. Someone hurriedly tried to rescue him, strangling Lin Yuan's neck and dragging it back.

Lin Yuan hit an elbow on the belly of the person behind him and got out. He turned back and lifted his knees on his stomach. The unlucky face was deformed, and his body was arched like a shrimp, and Lin Yuan was holding him. Like a chicken, he blocked the magic weapon that was hit, and completely fainted.

"Lin Shao, Hangzi he ..."

Solved one, Lin Yuan rushed to the person next to him, grabbed his magic weapon with his hands.

The magic weapon lost its spiritual energy and became an ordinary stick. A Yuan, however, waved a stick and drove the farts hit by a group of teenagers holding the magic weapon at the cost of being scarred on his body. There were many terrible scars burned by the magic weapon under the broken clothes.

But the more he was injured, the more fierce, and he would rather hurt the enemy by a thousand self-inflicted damages of 800. In Achan's stunned eyes and a bit of blood boiling, he finally solved the last one.

Lin Yuan carried the collar of a bad boy with only mourning and groaning, and staggered in the footsteps. After a brief blur in front of her eyes, she coldly opened the place where Achan was hiding. ? "

Ah Chan remembered this. He was so shocked and devoted that he forgot the hero to save the beauty. She tapped her head in annoyance and slowly moved out.

The moment Lin Yuan saw her clearly, her body froze.

The back collar of the boy in his hand was released from the clamp, and it fell to the ground with a "snap", screaming weakly at the wound.

A Chan followed the peep and was found, scratching her face a little embarrassedly. "Are you ... alright? Would you like to go to the hospital?"

A Yuan's face was tense, A Chan guessed that he was probably aching, but still struggling, and raised his foot to move forward, but saw him take a big step back suddenly, shaking it only a moment. Stand firm.

He stood stiff for a moment without expression, and suddenly turned away without a word. A Chan inexplicably felt that the boy who was just like a fierce beast now had a smell of running away.

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