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Chapter 1 Frightening Beasts

The mountains are towering and dark clouds cover the sky and the sun.

Although the mountain in front of us towers into the sky, the strange thing is that there are not even any flowers, plants or trees on the mountain that are usually seen everywhere. Looking around, there are stones everywhere, and these stones are different from ordinary mountain rocks.

Exquisite and translucent, it shows clear light and shadow under the sky covered by dark clouds.

Halfway up the mountain, Long Yingxiao saw a strange beast. It was slightly smaller, with dark hair, a slender body, large ears, upright, triangular, and as long as a fox, but its

There are fish dorsal fins on the back.

I saw this strange-looking "black-furred fox" staring at the sky with rolling dark clouds and roaring:

"韷"

Long Yingxiao sat up suddenly. After a while, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and realized that the scene he saw was just a scene in a dream.

"The scream is really unpleasant."

Long Yingxiao came back to his senses, but the roar that woke him up was still echoing in his ears, and he couldn't help complaining.

After rubbing his face to wake himself up, Long Yingxiao couldn't help but think about why he had such a dream and what the fox-like creature in the dream was.

However, there was no answer to such a fantasy. He turned on his phone and looked at the time. It was already half past five.

After running the "Nine Links Illusion Heart" and feeling the full internal energy in his body, Long Yingxiao felt a little more comfortable.

He didn't dwell on it any longer. He simply washed up, had breakfast, and left for school.

He raised his head and glanced at the house number "Grade 1.16" on the door. Long Yingxiao opened the door skillfully, walked quickly to his seat, took out a history book, and started reciting it all morning.

"squeak……"

Within a few minutes, the door opened suddenly.

"Good morning!"

I saw a smart figure walking from the door. She was tall and tall, about 1.7 meters tall. The loose school uniform could not hide her perfect figure, and her face was the best, with eyebrows as dark as mountains.

, with skin like peach blossoms and a smile, hair like floating clouds, and eyes like stars. When Sima Xiangru praised Zhuo Wenjun's beauty back then, it was perfect for her.

Quickly walking to the seat on the right front of Long Yingxiao, Mo Ziling put down her schoolbag and gently shook her long hair. The fragrance filled the hair and teased Long Yingxiao's nose. Long Yingxiao couldn't help but raise his head.

Come, look at this beautiful figure from behind.

"What are you looking at?"

Mo Ziling suddenly turned around and chuckled.

"No."

Long Yingxiao's expression remained unchanged and he smiled. There was no frivolity or desire in his smile, but only the warmth of the sun.

"snort."

Mo Ziling pretended to be angry and snorted, and then said,

"Ask you something."

"you say."

Long Yingxiao put down the textbook in his hand and listened intently to Mo Ziling's speech.

"Well."

Being stared directly at by Long Yingxiao, Mo Ziling felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem...the first year of high school is almost over, and the second semester of high school will be divided into liberal arts and science subjects next semester. What do you choose?"

Mo Ziling cleared her throat and said.

"Of course I major in liberal arts." Long Yingxiao said.

"Well, that's right. I can tell by your usual performance that you must choose liberal arts." Mo Ziling stared at Long Yingxiao's bookend and said casually.

"What about you?" Long Yingxiao asked back.

"I, I don't know."

"Then which subject do you like?" Long Yingxiao asked again.

"I don't know. It's all liberal arts and science. I can't say which subject I like or dislike. It's all the same."

"Well."

Mo Ziling's words left Long Yingxiao speechless.

"Then do you like memorizing and understanding something, or do you like logical reasoning and data calculation?" Long Yingxiao asked again.

"It's all the same. I don't like memorizing things, nor do I like logic or calculations."

"..."

A crow seemed to fly through the sky.

"Your situation is rather embarrassing." Long Yingxiao scratched his head and said.

"Then which subject do you suggest I choose?"

Mo Ziling raised her head and looked at Long Yingxiao, her beautiful eyes full of expectation.

Long Yingxiao frowned slightly and thought to himself, what kind of look is this? What does she mean by asking like this?

"If you think they are all the same, then I suggest you choose science. After all, science has more major choices than liberal arts."

As if he had made a very tangled decision, Long Yingxiao paused and said jokingly, "Of course, if you choose liberal arts, I can tutor you."

"OK."

Mo Ziling suddenly raised his head, looked at Long Yingxiao very seriously, and said without hesitation.

"Uh-huh, okay." Long Yingxiao replied.

"Ha ha."

Seeing Long Yingxiao's surprised expression, Mo Ziling couldn't help but laugh, "What? Don't you want to?"

"No, no, it's a great honor."

Long Yingxiao was not unwilling, he was very willing. Although what he said just now was in a joking tone, it was true from his heart, and he originally thought that Mo Ziling would simply deal with it, who

Thinking that Mo Ziling agreed without hesitation and looked very happy.

"Well, thank you very much. Okay, hurry up and endorse." Mo Ziling turned around and started to endorse.

"Um."

Long Yingxiao responded. Looking at this beautiful back, he couldn't help but be lost in thought again.

How does she feel about me? Although I just told her to choose science, because there are still more opportunities to choose from science. But why don't I hope to be with her?

Shaking his head, Long Yingxiao stopped thinking about it and concentrated on reading the history textbook. The clear voice sounded again.

"Ding ding ding..."

The day passed quickly, and the bell for the evening self-study class finally rang.

Long Yingxiao packed his schoolbag and prepared to go home.

In front of you is an old-fashioned apartment building. There are still large marks left by ivy on the outside of the building, making the already old building look even more dilapidated.

Quickly walking to the fifth floor, Long Yingxiao opened the door and said, "Dad, I'm back."

"Um."

If anyone else is here at this moment, they will definitely find that although it is just a simple answer, there is an indescribable feeling in the voice. It is vicissitudes and heavy, natural and elegant, which is obviously the complete opposite state.

, but will appear in one voice at the same time. Such a voice makes people feel indescribably convincing.

Long Yingxiao came closer and said, "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

The middle-aged man who had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed suddenly sighed and opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep but not cloudy eyes.

The heroic eyebrows are slanted into the peaks, and although the eyes are a bit slender, they are not evil at all. The face is like a crown jade, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are moist.

Long Yingxiao is at least 60% similar to this person. There is no doubt that he is Long Yingxiao's father - Long Tianning.

"Have you encountered anything special recently?" Long Tianning looked at Long Yingxiao and asked.

"Something special? Nothing."

Long Yingxiao's thoughts changed. Although he remembered the strange dream in the morning, after all, nothing happened in reality, so he didn't say much.

"Yeah." Long Tianning replied lightly.

"Dad, is there any news from the family side?"

Long Yingxiao clearly saw something strange on his father's face and asked tentatively.

"No." Long Tianning refused.

"Dad, we were obviously right about what happened back then. Why, after so long, are they still..."

"Shut up!"

Long Tianning suddenly interrupted Long Yingxiao and said, "How many times have I told you, don't mention this matter again in the future!"

After the words fell, Long Tianning went to the back room.

Long Yingxiao looked at his father's leaving figure, clenched his fists, but did not speak again.


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