The Sealer of the Sword

"Are you too narcissistic?"

"Eh...? Eh?! Yes...is there?"

"Well, yes, and it's exactly the same as your sister."

"..."

Yan Ye looked at Fubuki who fell silent, and shook his head in disbelief.

B class first?

I remember that the little dragon roll seems to be the second place in the S-class now, right?

That's why Fubuki wanted to have the strength to fight against her sister before Little Tornado stood at No. 1 in the S-rank?

But that is impossible.

Just take a look at it to know.

The strength of the little tornado and the strength of Fubuki are completely the same in the sky and the ground. No wonder Fubuki has such low self-esteem.

After listening to Fubuki's narration, Yan Ye couldn't think of any words of comfort for a while, but wanted to say, "A group of trash can't become the strongest together, it's just a matter of changing from trash to trash. It's just a pile of rubbish."

However, after considering Fubuki's self-esteem, Yan Ye gave up temporarily.

So Yan Ye stood up like that, and when Chuixue looked at him like that, Yan Ye smiled and said, "I'll go outside and make a phone call."

"Ah... um..."

Now that you know that Fubuki is Tornado's younger sister, then it is naturally impossible for him to label Fubuki as a troubleshooter.

But I also heard about the two sisters, so Yan Ye also needs to confirm some things, who made him now recognized as a small tornado lover outside.

Yan Ye smiled like that, walked out of the room, and when he closed the door, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Skillfully found the phone number of Tornado, dialed it like that, put it in his ear and waited for the other side to connect.

After a few short beeps, the phone was connected.

"It's strange that you guys would call me, what's wrong?"

"You are so old..."

"Huh? You're calling to make fun of me?"

"Ah."

"Huh?! You actually admitted it?! Believe it or not, I stabbed you asshole to death?"

Listening to the energetic voice of the little tornado on the other end of the phone, no, it would be better to say that it is still the bad character that is not likable at all, Yan Ye shook his head with a smile like that.

Although it was a habitual bickering, Yan Ye did not forget his original purpose.

So when the little tornado on the other end of the phone made a puff-like sound, Yan Ye smiled and said, "Let's not mention that, I remember saying before, you have a sister, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter, suddenly saying this?"

"Um... my biological sister?"

"Yeah, her name is Fubuki, and she's currently No. 1 in the B-rank. My sister is—huh? Wait, why are you suddenly talking about my sister? You bastard don't want to play with sisters— —”

"What the hell is a sister flower! No! How did you know that word! They all told you to stop playing those galgames!"

"whispering sound."

"Don't smack your lips, let's talk about where you hid those galgames when you come back to 817."

"Aah—I know, but I can warn you, if you dare to attack my sister, I will really kill you!"

Ok.

It looks not only dead arrogant, but also a dead girl.

Originally, Yan Ye wanted to talk to Xiaolongju about the relationship between her and her sister, but now it seems that it is best not to tell her sister is in her room now.

Otherwise, the girl would rush over instantly and demolish the whole building.

Yan Ye believed that Xiaolongjuan could do it.

So he sighed like that and changed the subject: "Yes, I haven't even got you into bed yet, why did I go to your sister, right?"

"You, you bastard, what did you say all of a sudden! If I sexually harass me again, I'll really——"

Click.

Yan Ye hung up the phone before Xiao Longjuan finished speaking.

Anyway, he could already imagine that Xiaolongjuan would rush back with a blushing face when he waited, although the topic he was talking about must be how he dared to hang up her phone or something.

Anyway, let's chat with Fubuki while taking advantage of this time.

1090 When did I ever abandon myself! T

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With a shrug, he threw the phone in his hand to the side, and then Yan Ye turned and walked back without looking at it.

And the mobile phone that flew into the air was swallowed by a void in an instant.