Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 2

The young man subconsciously grasped the pale pink silk scarf falling from the sky. The touch felt very smooth. Under the sunlight, the gleaming gesture seemed to be bathed in the morning light of early summer, reminiscent of the silk scarf in his hand. Not a silk scarf, but a feather.

The young man looked at the silk scarf in his hand. This silk scarf is not so cute and perfect. It is embroidered with not very good-looking craftsmanship. It should not be sold by those small traders, but embroidered by himself. The silk scarf also looks old, with holes in a few places and even repaired in a few places.

"Perhaps this silk scarf has some special meaning to her owner..." the young man thought.

The boy looked left and right, but did not find any figure, and the handkerchief didn't look like he had thrown it away on purpose.

"It looks like it was blown away by the gust of wind just now..." The boy smiled wryly: "It seems that it can only be handed over to the student union, and let them help find the owner of this silk scarf."

Looking at the silk scarf in his hand again, the young man sniffed it lightly, and felt that the smell emanating from the silk scarf was very elegant, so he couldn't help but put the silk scarf up to the tip of his nose and smell it: "Well, it really is... the orchid flower. Is there a scent..."

"Damn... bastard... bastard!"

Just when the young man was immersed in the fragrance of the silk scarf, a burst of fury sounded in front of him. The young man was startled, and subconsciously put the silk scarf behind him. When he saw clearly the girl standing not far in front of him, When it was time, my eyes lit up.

Waist-length rose-pink hair, delicate eyebrows outlined on a fair face, a unique and delicate birthmark on the forehead, and shallow violet eyes.

so beautiful!
The young man couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In the gentle breeze, the long pink hair behind the girl danced with the wind, and the corners of a decent white and red dress also danced, but the fly in the ointment was that the girl in front of her was looking at him with eyes full of anger, and her face was slightly pale because of the anger. It was red, but it added a charming feeling.

The young man was only in a daze for a while before he came back to his senses. His self-control was pretty good. He scanned around to make sure there was no one else around. He pointed at himself with his right hand and asked: "Are you talking about me?"

The girl in front of her took a deep breath, looked at the boy angrily, and said, "You are an apprentice, obscene, shameless, and not at all ashamed... (omit n curse words)"

Hearing the girl's endless cursing words, the boy raised his brows, secretly feeling strange, and at the same time a little angry. No one would be in a good mood if someone pointed at his nose and scolded him when he met someone for the first time, right?

The girl scolded for 3 minutes and still didn't show any signs of stopping. The boy couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

The girl looked at him, but she also closed her mouth. For a while, the surroundings were quiet, only the breeze rustling through the trees. The boy didn't know what to say after saying these two words. The two just stared at each other's eyes like this, neither would admit defeat.

After a while, the girl stretched out her right hand and said lightly, "Bring it!"

"What?" The boy was taken aback, he didn't expect the girl to ask such a question that puzzled him.

"Bring it!"

There was a trace of impatience in the girl's tone, and a trace of anger flickered between her brows.

The boy thought about it carefully, and finally understood what the girl said. He took out the silk scarf and asked, "Is this silk scarf yours?"

What stunned the young man was that the moment the young girl saw the silk scarf, her eyes suddenly softened, and the previous angry expression disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't see that she was so angry before.

"That's it..." The boy suddenly realized that the silk scarf in his hand had disappeared, and it had already reached the girl's hands. will leave her.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me grab this silk scarf, otherwise I really don't know what to do." Tears glistened in the corners of the girl's eyes, her face was very gentle, and there was a hint of gratitude in her tone.

The girl's voice was very pleasant, like a orchid in an empty valley, very ethereal, coupled with the appearance of a little girl at this time, this made the boy dumbfounded, how could a person's temperament change so much in such a short period of time? change.

But after all, he heard the girl's voice of thanks, he touched his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort."

Just when the boy thought that everything should be over, the girl raised her head, regained her previous cold expression, and said, "Then it's time to settle another account."

"Another one?!" The boy unconsciously opened his eyes wide.

"You are a rogue, you put my silk scarf on your nose to smell it, you are a rascal, you have to pay the price for your rascal!" the girl said confidently.

Hearing this sentence, the young man suddenly felt a mess in the wind, he swallowed and said, "Look, I only smell your silk scarf because it smells good, besides, I found the silk scarf for you Come back, then can these two things be evened out?"

"Besides, didn't you thank me just now?"

The girl nodded calmly: "Thank you is to thank you, but you can't forgive those perverted things. The two things must be said separately."

"Can't you be accommodating?" the young man asked unwillingly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I really hate the word accommodation!"

The girl still spoke calmly, and the boy couldn't help but lament the girl's seriousness, which was rigid to put it bluntly.

"Since there is nothing to say, let's die!"

The girl quickly raised her right hand, and the next moment she saw red energy emerge from around her, forming red light balls, each of which released extremely hot energy, which could definitely roast a buffalo The kind of high temperature cooked.

The girl pointed her index finger, and a ball of light burst out beside her, aiming at the direction of the boy.

The boy's pupils shrank, and the next moment he dodged to the rear, dodging the blow. At the same time, the fireball exploded with a "bang" where he was standing before, and the boy could clearly feel the concrete road trembling. , the power of the fireball can be seen.

"Ah, not bad, you still have some skills." The girl's voice sounded, but it's not difficult to hear the slightest exclamation in the voice.

"But then there will be no such luck."

The boy's eyes were wide open, because three fireballs shot towards him from three directions around the girl, almost blocking her in all directions. It was only after rolling around on the ground that it escaped the three fireballs. When the boy got up, he was already in a bit of a panic.

"That's right, you're still quite strong." At this time, there was a trace of appreciation in the girl's voice.

The young man was overjoyed, as long as she agreed with him, then maybe it would be fine.

"Well, a very strong pervert!"

But the girl's next words immediately hit the young man utterly, and his complexion immediately collapsed.

"Then I'll be a little more serious," the girl said.

The girl stretched her right hand around her waist and murmured something at the same time. The next moment, a red lightsaber appeared in her hand. This sword was two feet seven inches long, surrounded by flames. Surrounded by red light, people can't see what the sword body looks like. There is a light blue gemstone inlaid on the hilt, which makes the sword look more beautiful, but released from around the sword Judging by the fiery energy coming out, this sword is not ordinary!

Seeing this sword, the boy's pupils shrank, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Hey, boy, take out your weapon. I don't want others to say that I, the Scarlet Flame Witch, bullied a penniless person." The girl's voice was full of arrogance.

"Scarlet Flame Witch, what's her title..." the young man whispered, looking at the girl who was already posing in front of him, he said helplessly: "I came here to report today, can't you see that I haven't uniformed yet?" " said while pinching the black dress on her body.

The girl gave a slight er, and sure enough, she saw that the boy didn't even have a school uniform, let alone his weapon.

The girl looked at the boy in front of her seriously, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Me, my name is Qiongcang." Seeing that the girl was not as pressing as before, the boy couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and quickly replied.

"Qiao Cang, it's such a rare surname." The girl looked into Qiong Cang's eyes and said, "My name is Dongfang Yanhuan. "

"It's a nice name!" The boy flattered him quickly.

Dongfang Yanhuan glanced at him, and said calmly: "Hmph, since I was a child, no one has ever said my name is nice, and I'm in the wrong place to flatter."

Qiongcang scratched his head in embarrassment, only to hear the girl continue to say: "Then you owe today's matter, after you have finished reporting and have your own school uniform, school badge and weapons, I will come back to you, you'd better do it Get ready."

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Yanhuan didn't look at Qiongcang again, turned around and left very neatly.

Looking at the girl's back gradually disappearing, Qiong Cang couldn't help sighing. He had provoked such a powerful person just after entering the school, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad. , I quickly took out my phone and looked at the time. I was already 10 minutes late!
"Oh, it's over, I forgot the time!"

Qiong Cang's face was very anxious, and when he was about to go to the report office, a sound as penetrating as a bell, comparable to that of a bird, came from behind him with a firm voice.

"You are the sky!"

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(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)