final catastrophe

Chapter 438 6. As a Mature Collection
Campus in the twilight.

The students were giggling and laughing, rushing from various high-rise buildings, looking at the highest point at the end of the school. Today is the battle between the "Cangshu Club" and the "Black Wolf Club". If you go early, you can still find a good seat Beat the drums to cheer, and at the same time observe the "routines" of the two presidents.

Yes, routine.

Compared with the hardships of Guwu, the routine is the most suitable move for each president to explore in actual combat.

These moves are not random fights, but are summed up after referring to various channels and after going through major battles.

These channels may have their own family, Qiyu.

But more is a kind of spread of the community.

The Lily of the Valley Academy has a long history, and many of the societies have been passed down for hundreds of years and have gone through many baptisms.

Therefore, the campus at this time is a raging lake.

The crowd was raging.

But the black-haired boy was carrying a bow and a bag, and went against the tide towards the school gate.

The bow is gray in color, and the material is like wood and more like the bones of some kind of creature. It bends like a sky canopy, and extends to the edge as far as possible, and then evokes two waning moons.

The strings are animal tendons, which are always taut. If you don't use force, even adults can't pull them a little bit.And if it is pulled once and then released, it will emit a long and shocking cry, like the low growl of a ferocious beast unwillingly.

The quiver was a rough bamboo tube made by himself, and there were some simple arrows in it. It was carried in his hand together with the bag for storing books, and it swayed back and forth as he walked.

The way people come, is where he left.

The blown wind caused his pupils to be covered by those thin bangs.

But Linglan's students also knew how powerful this transfer student was, so no one came to provoke him.

Here, whoever has the biggest fist will be respected, regardless of right or wrong, good or evil.

"Xia Ji, wait for me."

Zhou Meimei put on a silky pure white dress, and her waist-length hair was pulled up by a beautifully carved crystal rope, with small twists and turns deliberately made, and pink butterflies fluttering around the corner.

She is like a butterfly right now, and she is like snow when she runs.

The skirt did not reach the knee, or her legs were too long. Although she was still small, she was already a beauty.

The soft and attractive white long hair is wrapped in slightly warm dark black stockings, like delicious cream being put into an exquisite gift box.

Her eyes are so big that when she looks at people, she always makes them feel "watery", and then she can't help but say "this girl is really watery", "no wonder women are made of water".

Zhou Meimei has long been tired of hearing these words.

Therefore, when she sees a man making such an evaluation, she will directly pull him into the "waste" area.

And those who say "a girl like you must be very kind and will never hurt others", Zhou Meimei will be directly pulled into the "idiot" zone.

The group of men only saw her appearance, but they couldn't see the two mini short crossbows stuck behind her skirt. They were specially made, with a box of [-] rounds, capable of continuous shooting, with a range of [-] meters.

And she must ejaculate at least hundreds of times a day to be comfortable.

For example, Fatty likes to call her "love to shoot".

As for Changsun Sen, he likes to show off "what advanced crossbows I can get" in order to attract her attention.

But these brats, Zhou Meimei never looked down upon them.

The girl matured a little earlier, not to mention that her family background is relatively special, so she matured more.

The more mature you are, the more you know the value of freedom.

Looking forward to some memories too.

In this way, maybe after maturity, there will be some beautiful treasures that can no longer be obtained.

She can still remember the first sentence Xia Ji said to her at this moment, which no one has ever said to her.

In the corridor in the afternoon of the first day, Xia Ji walked towards the roof, he was about to go upstairs, and she was about to go downstairs, so they met at the corner.

When she heard about the appearance of such a monster capable of fighting, she became curious, folded her hands, rested her chin, and looked at him with a smile.

If he wants to leave, she will stop him.

After going back and forth twice, his voice was cold, and he uttered the first words they met: "Get out of the way."

The voice was cold, and then the two passed by.

"Xia Ji, wait for me, I'll take you home."

Zhou Meimei finally caught up with him in front of the school gate.

And a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes was already waiting in front of the door. The Seagod-type cheetah puppet could carry six people. It had a spacious location and complete facilities.

"Miss Meimei, it's time to go home, the three teachers are already waiting for you."

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes stepped forward and said softly.

He finally became the driver of the lady, so he must perform to the best of his ability.

"Xia Ji, I'll give you a ride, just on the way."

Zhou Meimei ignored him, but shouted enthusiastically into the distance. In fact, she didn't know where the boy lived, but no matter where he was, she was on the way.

Because she has regarded him as "a memory that can be treasured after maturity".

The boy in the school uniform shook his head, but this time he was less indifferent, "Thank you."

After that, he turned around and thought about walking far away.

Zhou Meimei suddenly seemed to remember something, and regardless of the sea god-shaped cheetah puppet that was still open, she ran to keep up with the boy, and then asked, "Today...why did you stand for punishment?"

She didn't know what to say, so she could only ask this question that made her a little aggrieved.

Looking at him standing against the wall in the corridor, I felt a little uncomfortable after all.

Xia Ji said lightly: "If you hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't be late, and if I didn't break the law, I wouldn't be fined to stand."

Zhou Meimei said: "Just that teacher, she can make you stand as a punishment? If it weren't for you, she might not even be able to go to class."

Xia Ji shook his head: "It's not her, it's you."

Zhou Meimei was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little unhappy, so she frowned and said, "Us? The fat man wants to ask you to be his eldest brother. What a great thing?"

Xia Ji sighed softly: "I'm different from you, don't come to pester me in the future."

After finishing speaking, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and said indifferently: "Let's go here, you and I are not the same way."

When he stopped, Zhou Meimei naturally stopped too.

He started to continue walking, but Zhou Meimei couldn't take any steps to chase after all, and could only watch his back getting further and further away.

At some point, the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes had already stood behind her, and said gently: "Miss, this boy is right, he is not the same as you at all."

Zhou Meimei snorted coldly, turned her head and left.

The middle-aged man in Huafu flattered him again: "Do you need me to arrange someone to investigate him? Such a small person."

Zhou Meimei stopped suddenly, her lips curled up in disgust, and then she continued walking without saying a word.

into the night.

The brightly lit pavilion is full of candles, and the candle flames are like a sea, swaying by the passing arrows.

This place is obviously not a bedroom, but a private shooting place. Various crossbows are placed on the ground, and archery targets can be seen everywhere.

But at this time, the ground of this place was dripping with blood.

Zhou Meimei was wearing a pure white skirt, staring at the watery eyes, and was shooting arrow after arrow at a distant target.

"This ghost crossbow is still difficult to control, the recoil is too great." She frowned and pondered, as if thinking about the shortcomings just now.

puff.
puff.
Every time an arrow is shot, there is a strange sound, and the blood on the ground is like a spider web in the silent night, and it has been scattered all over.

Zhou Meimei looked up at the source of the blood, which was also the target she was shooting at. In her watery pupils, it was the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes who picked her up during the day.

The latter has been shot into a hedgehog, but his eyes are still wide open in fear.

"Oh, this arrow was shot crookedly again. It was clearly aimed at the eyeball. Why did it get stuck in the throat?"

In the empty loft, there was a voice of anger.

(End of this chapter)