"You don't know, how do I know? Just call the spear. What's wrong with killing the spear in Shiliu Ye?"

"That move is wrong." Shen Lin Yuzi showed a musing look in his eyes. "That move is very powerful. With the help of the monster's bones, the power of the "Divine Power Transformation Curse" doubles, and it also merges with three curses of "fire thunder", "breaking thunder", and "crisp red world-destroying", but it can only seriously injure that... that song immortal."

"I'll ask, Miss Shenlin, how many moves do you need to kill the spear?"

"If he doesn't hide, he will have to at least three moves."

“…Is it better for me to become stronger?”

Shen Lin Yuzi glanced at Yuan Qingsu: "If you can become stronger, I will be more at ease."

This is the most reassuring thing Yuan Qingsu has ever heard.

In this world, there is no hesitation in his heart that he hopes for good people, except for his mother, there is probably only the woman in front of him.

He stood beside Shen Lin Yuzi, watching Ji Gong's Sixteen Night Arrow hit the bull's eye, causing cheers from the men and women around him.

Just as he forgot about Sakura Makaba and was about to stay, his phone suddenly rang.

I looked at it and found that it was the line news from Sayaga.

"Old place, 11 o'clock"

"I don't work part-time"

"200,000"

"This is not a matter of money"

"500,000"

"It seems that there is something urgent? As a fiancé, I have the responsibility and obligation to help you and wait for me."

"Miss Shenlin," Yuan Qingsu closed her phone and reported, "I have something to do when I work, so I'll leave first."

Ten minutes have not passed, and Shen Lin Yuzi ignored him.

Walk out of the school gate, take the north-south line and come to a French home-cooked restaurant called "AUX BACCHANALES".

In the terrace area in front of the door, Iojian Sayega with exquisite short hair, and the urban beauty sat on a rattan chair with a full style.

A white shirt, a grey women's suit with temperament, and an elegant skirt, she is fashionable, elegant and outstanding.

From a distance, it looks like the cover girl of a magazine.

People who come and go on the street will definitely take a look.

"Workplace Style?" Yuan Qingsu sat opposite Itomi Sayaka.

Before Ito saw Sayaka talking, he said to the waiter: "A strawberry tart, a steak and fries, and a cup of coffee, thank you."

"Okay, please wait."

After the waiter left, Yuan Qingsu leaned against the rattan chair, crossed her legs, placed her elbows on the armrest of the rattan chair, and crossed her fingers in front of her. He looked at Ito and saw Sayaka.

The little goose face is crystal clear, and the facial features are as delicate as short hair, as if God has carefully adjusted it.

The skin is as white and smooth as ceramic, and the temperament is elegant and fashionable.

However, Yuan Qingsu prefers her sister who is as energetic as a literary girl - perhaps because the other party is a bit like the Shenlin Yuzi.

"Is there anything wrong?" he asked.

Itoshi Sayaka pinched the high-legged triangle cup with his fingers, stared at the beech tree beside the street, and took a sip of the white drink.

Her fingers were white and tender.

"Nothing is going to happen, routine date."

Yuan Qingsu nodded and asked again: "How is Xiaoxue doing well recently?"

Ito saw Sayaka glance at him in the outskirts of light, with little emotion in his eyes.

"Sorry." Yuan Qingsu said.

The two were silent for a while, and soon the waiter brought steak, chips, strawberry tarts, and coffee.

Yuan Qingsu picked up the knife and fork, ate a bite of strawberries, which was sweet and sour, and then started cutting the steak.

"Speak," said Itami Sayaka.

"Hmm." Yuan Qingsu ate the steak in her mouth, "How are you doing recently?"

"not good."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qingsu put up the fries and took a bite without dipping sauce.

"A friend lends me an old record."

"Beethoven Piano Concerto No. 3?" This time I dipped it in sauce.

"No." Ito saw Saya light a cigarette and held the thin cigarette holder like a pursed lips.

After taking a breath, she slowly spit out the white mist, still looking at the green beech tree.

"The Beach Boy's California Girl." She took another sip of the cigarette and then vomited it. "I should have been going to get it myself, or my friend brought it to me, but her brother suddenly wanted to help."

"Then what?" Yuan Qingsu thought that the French fries were still delicious.

"On the way," Ito saw Sayaka finish his third sip and crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, "and died in a car accident."

The shade of the beech tree caresses her bright face, and the half-light and half-dark light reveals a sad silence.

"That's it." Yuan Qingsu didn't know what to say, but she lost the mood to eat steak, so she picked up the coffee and took a sip.

A green leaf fell on the beech tree above her head, which fell right at the original position of the coffee cup.

Yuan Qingsu picked up the leaf as thin as water and placed it on the ground at her feet.

"You can't blame you for this, no one." After pausing for a while, he added, "If you have to say who is wrong, you can only be a California girl."

Ito saw Sayaka smile, his smile was very weak.

She picked up the cigarette case and sniffed one again between her rosy lips.

Yuan Qingsu took the lead, picked up the lighter in front of her and helped her light a cigarette.

"Thank you." She took a puff of cigarettes, "I don't have any big ambitions. My only wish is to hope that my parents are healthy and happy and that my sister can live happily."

"You can fight the family business for your sister, keep participating in blind dates you hate, and marry someone you don't like in the future. Such ambition is not great, but it doesn't hinder it from being amazing."

Yuan Qingsu weighed the weight of the IMCO lighter in his hand, adjusted the gears, and adjusted the flame to a very small size.

"Even a small flame, no one will underestimate it." He said to Itami Sayaka.

Ito saw Sayega staring at the flame for a while, then raised his eyes slightly, passing through the flame, looking at Yuan Qingsu.

"Where is your ambition?" she asked him.

"I used to want to marry a wife who was younger than me."

"Where are you before? Now?"

Yuan Qingsu changed the lighter around his left and right hands, and said in a relaxed tone:

"I want to be a decent person, live a decent life, and train myself as soon as possible and become a person who can withstand any hardships."

"Better than me." Itoji Sayaga's voice was calm.

"Ambition, you can say anything. Whether you are strong or not depends on what is actually going on." Yuan Qingsu said with a smile.

The two sat for a while and saw that Sayaga had smoked three cigarettes.

"Thank you." She wiped out the last cigarette, picked up her bag, got up and prepared to leave.

"Your lighter." Yuan Qingsu also stood up and returned the lighter in her hand.

When Ito saw Sayaka put the lighter in his bag, he suddenly asked, "Do I need to trouble that person? The person who hit my friend's brother to death."

"This depends on traffic responsibility?" Yuan Qingsu said in confusion.

"I must make the other party pay the price?"

"Then we shouldn't meet recently. I'm a good citizen who abides by the law." Yuan Qingsu sat down, "In addition, don't do things that make Xiaoxue sad. Last time I met her, I could see that she likes you, my sister very much."

"...You are my boyfriend, but I don't want to hear the name "Xiaoxue" from you." Ito saw Sayaka put the lighter on and closed the bag.
Chapter completed!