Chapter 121 Killing is the most habitual way to vent
The moment the Western sword fell, Xiu Shengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, Xia Zhichun breathed a sigh of relief, and the surrounding students all breathed a sigh of relief.
Only Yin Shuoyue was as evil as ever. He looked at Xiu Shengfeng with strange eyes.
He squatted down, picked up the Western sword that had just fallen from Jiumei Luolan's hand, and smiled evilly: "Xiu Shengfeng, you are really unfathomable."
Turning around, Yin Shuoyue left the classroom.
Everyone's eyes focused on Jiumei Luolan again from Yin Shuoyue's back.
Her eyes were empty and unfocused, as if she had just experienced a fierce battle, her hands had already been clenched into fists, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.
This look might be unfamiliar to others, but to Xia Zhichun, it was a long-lost look.
The scenes from the past are still vivid in her mind. Lan Lan's first murder and her first purgatory were all like this. The last time she saw Lan Lan like this was when... Lan Lan stabbed the sword into Long Jue's chest.
"Lanlan..." Lanlan is like this when Xia Zhichun is most at a loss. She has no choice every time Lanlan is like this.
She knows that Lanlan is actually stronger than anyone else. Unless it touches her heart, Lanlan won't be like this.
Suddenly, Xiu Shengfeng broke this rigid scene with a movement.
With a wave of his hand, he gave his broad shoulders and arms to Jiumei Luolan.
The other hand naturally wrapped around her shoulder. His handsome head lowered slightly, and he leaned close to Jiumei Luolan's ear, and whispered: "I have everything."
A hanging heart suddenly seemed to have found the ground. His words seemed to have become a gravitational force for her in an instant.
For the first time, someone gave her warmth when she was most helpless.
"You will always be you and will not change." Xiu Shengfeng continued to read softly.
His voice was soft, like a warm wind, gently blowing through Jiumei Luolan's hair.
Jiumei Luolan raised her head and stared at Xiu Shengfeng. She had an inexplicable and strange feeling: "What would you do if you knew that the me standing in front of you is not who you know?"
I don't know when, such an unbelievable sentence came out of her beautiful and beautiful mouth.
"What's your favorite way to vent?" Xiu Shengfeng answered the question.
"..." After hesitating for a moment, Jiumei Luolan still spoke: "Fight!" Once Jiumei Luolan regained her sanity, she was no longer an ordinary terror.
She is the owner of an evil soul. She can notice what kind of situation she is in. Even though her body and mind have just experienced a painful struggle, her thinking is as clear as ever. In fact, her most accustomed way of venting is killing.
Just because every time she was in pain and helpless, that king-like man would take him to purgatory to kill people.
The man named Long Jue told her, 'The most vivid way to vent in this world is to let the blood of the weak flow at your feet.'
Now, she doesn't want to expose this cruel truth to everyone.
Xia Zhichun held her chin in her hands and looked sideways at the two people who were already strangers in her eyes. She had another view on Xiu Shengfeng. It was really not the kind of person Xiu Shengfeng was. He seemed to know a lot.
He seems to be more than just the leader of the Soul Eater Gang. Or is his ability too strong?
Zhichun then smiled lightly and shrugged helplessly. He glanced at the classmates around him unintentionally.
I saw that the classmates who were watching just now were all hiding at the foot of the wall and squatting in groups.
"What are you doing! Is there going to be an earthquake?" Xia Zhichun asked curiously.
"No!" the typical chorus.
"Then why are you all trembling and standing in the corner!"
"Because she said the most accustomed way is to vent!" This answer almost made Xia Zhichun laugh.