This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Reminder: Your proficiency in the mastery of death will rise slightly.

Ok?

Beichuan Temple, who wanted to crush the grievances, was stunned after hearing the system prompt and stretched out his hand to call up the system panel.

Name: Bai Fan (Beichuan Temple)

Physical comprehensive value: 30

Death: 72/81.

Skills: Bajiquan (intermediate entrance to the hall), basic dead energy use (intermediate entrance to the hall), Jiu-Jitsu (intermediate entrance to the hall), unarmed combat (advanced master).

Remaining skill points: 5.

Remaining props: magic talisman (4).

The basic application level of death is increased, which is really a surprise.

Beichuan Temple did not expect to receive the money today and raise the level by the way.

"The two grievances are about to merge. Fortunately, you came to me today, otherwise it would really be a bit of trouble." Beichuan Temple ignored the movement of Kamiya Miku who wanted to reach out and poke resentment in his hand, and gathered five fingers to pinch the resentment broken.

In fact, dispelling these two groups of resentment is not as easy as it seems.

The two groups of resentment hidden in the future of Kamiya actually had the meaning of fusion. To really let these two groups of resentment merge into one group, even Beichuan Temple would find it a bit tricky. After all, there is a resentment that has been lodged in Kamiya Mirai for about five years.

Although it is already on the verge of extinction, if Hoshino Nana's unwilling resentment is added, then Kamiya Miku's body will be officially transformed into a constitution of resentment.

When the time comes, the flesh of the resentment and the future of Kamiya will not be separated from each other. At that time, it was very difficult to get rid of the erosive and harmful ability of death to the human body.

"Well"

Kamiya Miku wanted to take a closer look, but she didn't expect Beichuan Temple to smash the air ball in her hand so simply, making her feel lonely.

But she didn't panic, after all, as long as she was with Beichuan Temple, this kind of thing would definitely be easy to see in the future.

"My sister may be going shopping with friends today. It is relatively late to go home. Do you want to go to the lake park with me or go back to my house?"

"Of course I have to go to Lake Park with Beichuan classmates! It doesn't make sense to go back to Beichuan's home without classmate Beichuan!

Kamiya Miku stretched her waist, she only felt that she was refreshed now, and she seemed to have endless strength.

"Okay, you pack your things first, I'll go back and get my schoolbag."

Beichuan Temple didn't care about the future of Kamiya, turned around and pushed the door, and left in strides.

Seeing that he didn't want to take care of his back at all, Kamiya Miku couldn't help touching his head, confused:

"This guy feels that after he has acquired special abilities, is he not even interested in girls?"

She began to wonder about her charm again.

From the beginning to the present, the only place where Beichuan Temple intersects with itself is money. Except for this essential element, the other party seems to really not care about her as a beauty in school.

Kamiya is not narcissistic in the future. From elementary school to junior high school, from junior high school to high school, at least over 100 people have confessed to her. But only this Beichuan Temple has a cold face, and it seems that he doesn't care about himself at all.

"It's useless to think so much." Kamiya Miku is not a narcissist who feels good enough to have others like her. She bent down to pack her things, and in the bottom of her heart is also looking forward to what will happen after going to Beichuan's house.

The multimedia office is not far from the first class of high school, and Beichuan Temple is only two steps away.

But before he opened the door and went in, he heard someone slap in the face and yelling.

Beichuan Temple frowned and subconsciously wanted to slow down.

He himself has no interest in understanding campus bullying, and he has no idea of ​​watching the excitement. But he thought that Kamiya would still be waiting for her in the multimedia classroom in the future, so he opened the classroom door blankly and walked inward.

"Mamiya Hitomi?" Beichuan Temple's eyes condensed when he planned to leave after taking the schoolbag.

Through the gap in the crowd, Beichuan Temple clearly saw the two boys frame Hitomi Asamiya in the middle, while Yui Mizuki was pulling each other's hair.

Asamong Hitomi's body was originally not good. After slapped a few times, she was a little unsteady while standing, but her hair was pulled by someone, and she suffered from eating pain. She had to stand on tiptoe again, her face sullen, she didn't even dare to yell.

Hitomi Asamiya has always been a transparent person in the class. Everyone is afraid that she will spread bad luck to themselves, so no one has been bullying her.

But Beichuan Temple thought about what happened between him and Mizuki this morning. After having a general idea in his heart, he didn't hesitate too much, and kicked it with a cold expression.

This foot Beichuan Temple still kept a bit of strength, but it still kicked the person in front of him for several meters in an instant.

The flying body slammed heavily against the wall at the back of the classroom.

The student who was brought down was curled up, his whole body couldn't breathe out, and the facial features on his face were all convulsed in pain.

His companion was taken aback for a moment, and then turned his head full of anger.

"Asshole!"

"Why hit someone suddenly?!"

Oh?

Looking at the two familiar people in front of him, Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed with cold light.

Isn't this the trio he only taught in the morning? It's just that in addition to these three people, there are two other boys who are holding Hitomi Asamiya's body.

As soon as they saw Beichuan Temple, the two students who had been taught a lesson a long time ago couldn't help but open their mouths, and took the steps they had taken aggrievedly. They trembled all over, and they were aggrieved like two young wives.

"Seki-senpai! Ikegami-senpai! What's wrong with you? This is the nasty guy I told you about, why aren't you up yet?!"

Mizuki, who was stunned by the amazing aura of Beichuan Temple, had only come back to his senses now.

Listening to Mizuki Yui's arrogant voice, Seki and Ikegami wanted to seal the little girl's mouth with tape.

If Beichuan Temple could beat them once this morning, it would naturally be able to beat them a second time. He didn't think that a few more helpers would be able to beat Beichuan Temple.

This guy is definitely a cultivator, and he is very heavy. After several people were beaten by him, it has been painful for a day.

I had known that Mizuki was talking about this devil, and none of them would drip this muddy water.

Didn't you see that this one has already been put down on the ground?

Mom, I really want to cry.

Seeing the expressionless appearance of Beichuan Temple, Seki stammered:

"Bei, Beichuan, this is a misunderstanding."

Just as he was looking forward to a friendly exchange with Beichuan Temple, two other boys who were unknown here already rushed up:

"Seki-senpai! Why are you being so polite to him! There are so many people here, isn't he looking for death?!"

"Yes, I'm going to make this **** look good today!"

Bang! !

It was another heavy kick.

Seki and Ikegami watched as the two male students who were still clamoring "show this **** look good" were kicked with one foot, rolled their eyes, and lay neatly on the ground.

This is too cruel.

In the face of this obvious difference in combat effectiveness, Seki and Ikegami’s mouths twitched.

Can i cry