General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

"I met these two on the road, and I heard that they were looking for classmate Su, so I brought them over." Yukinoshita explained when he returned to his position, and Hijiya also followed the development of things with a little curiosity.

"Thank you," Su Muyang got up to greet him, "Brother Lin... Here you are. "

For spirit beings, there is a price to pay for making everyone see themselves, either by possessing humans with strong negative emotions, or by constantly consuming their soul energy.

Futaba saw the familiar face in one of them, and involuntarily changed his face.

"Well, come and say hello to you."

It was his brother Lin Chu who spoke, and at this time, Lin Mo was particularly well-behaved as a younger brother.

"Can't you leave later?" Su Muyang persuaded him kindly, "To tell you the truth, I know a restaurant with good craftsmanship, and I want to have a drink with you."

Lin Chu shook his head: "There is no time to continue to delay."

"What is so important?"

After hearing this sentence, he looked at Su Muyang with a few more complicated emotions in his gaze: "It seems that you really don't remember anything."

Su Muyang frowned: "That's right, I know that I forgot something very important, but I still know that you are my important friends, so why are you in a hurry to leave, can't you even tell me the reason?"

"The reason is simple, I'll tell you soon." Lin Chu said, "As long as you complete one of my commissions."

"You say!"

Lin Chu's gaze swept around everyone in the laboratory, and finally fell on Su Muyang again: "You come with me."

Su Muyang pondered slightly, without much hesitation, followed them to leave.

"Su Muyang!"

Hearing Futaba's voice, he paused under his feet: "I'll be back soon." "

Be careful."

"Hmm."

Raindrops fell from the sky, and the playground was empty, and the wind was no longer able to roll up the rain-wet dust, and could only let out an angry wail as it passed.

The three of them did not hold up umbrellas, allowing the rain to hit them.

Su Muyang does not reject quiet, but he hates that friends do not say a word, and such an atmosphere makes him not very comfortable.

"It's still come this far..." Lin Mo stepped aside, not meaning to intervene, he held his hands together, but the rain slipped between his fingers.

A bad premonition began to hover in Su Muyang's heart: "Come to this step... What is the meaning?

"There's one last thing to do before leaving." Lin Chu walked directly in front of Su Muyang, stopped about ten meters away from him, and spoke without saltiness, "Are you ready?"

Su Muyang seemed to realize something, and his face became ugly: "Shouldn't you be..." A

metal long sword appeared in his hand, and then he gritted his teeth and launched a dash towards Su Muyang.

"What are you doing!"

The back of the Yan Devil Knife blocked the falling blade, and Su Muyang roared in disbelief.

A bolt of lightning cut through the sky, and Lin Chu's face looked particularly pale under the dazzling bright light, and Su Muyang took the opportunity to find some information on his face, but his expression was nothing but indifference.

"This is my commission before leaving," Lin Chu's tone became cold, "and it is also my revenge against you. "

What did I do wrong?"

Su Muyang knew that he still underestimated the importance of that forgotten memory.

"It doesn't matter what you did wrong." Lin Chu's attack was almost undisciplined, just slashed wantonly with a huge strength, "If my brother wants to leave, isn't it natural for me to give them a ride as a younger brother."

"You're crazy!" Su Muyang stepped back again and again to avoid his slash, and then raised the Yan Demon Knife to hold his long sword.

His strength was not less than Lin Chu's at all, so the two of them were temporarily deadlocked, each pressing their weapons and clattering.

"What contradiction can't be explained well!" Su Muyang tried to persuade him to let go, and at the moment he was being forced to do the thing he hated the most.

And who wants to point the blade at their former best friend?

"The reason why I survived to this day is for today's battle."

Thunder exploded in his ears, but it could not mask his soft whisper, the street trees swayed in the wind, and the thick foliage rumbled, as if in pain.

He slashed again and again, chopped the air again and again, but he seemed to be tireless, and once again stabbed out with all his strength, splashing Su Muyang's body with a splash: "This is my obsession, I don't need your understanding!"

Su Muyang picked up the giant sword and distanced himself from him again, he couldn't find a reason to fight in his heart, and he seemed weak and weak to swing the sword.

Lin Chu shook the water stains on his long sword, and mocked mercilessly: "You still haven't changed, just like that day, like a dog who lost his family, hiding without a little blood."

"What the hell happened that day!"

"Why remember things that have been forgotten," he only took two steps from a distance of more than ten meters, "You just need to know that today is either you die or I die."

"Who wants to die with you, I will live!"

Su Muyang gritted his teeth, he knew that continuing to endure would not solve the problem, so he allowed anger to prevail, temporarily burying the sadness in his heart in a corner where no one cared.

The power that erupted from his hand pushed Lin Chu several meters away, and if it weren't for the back of the knife, this slash would have crushed even his weapon.

"You're finally willing to do it."

Lin Chu laughed as he wished, stretched out his hand to take aside the bangs that blocked his vision, and then dragged the heavy long sword and launched a charge as if he was rushing to death.

His anger, his grievances, his hatred, all condensed into a roar at this moment, bursting with terrifying power, the majestic rain applauded him, the howling wind cheered him on, and the swaying trees practiced it with a quiet dance.

He didn't know that he was not Su Muyang's opponent.

He watched him grow up, in the past six years, Su Muyang has seen every battle in his eyes, how can he not know his strength.

The so-called charge is nothing more than making yourself look a little better when you die.

His sword broke.

The fantasy accident did not appear, only the expected defeat.

The Yan Demon Dao stopped in front of his chest, and this was the first time he saw Su Muyang trembling in battle.

"Can you talk properly now?"

Su Muyang gritted his teeth.

His smile was very relieved: "After the fire six years ago, I only had one wish.

"That is—you Su Muyang is a good person."

He suddenly held the blade without giving Su Muyang any time to react, allowing the tip of the knife to pierce his heart.

"In this way, I have the capital to take revenge on you, Su Muyang, it was you who killed your brother with your own hands, even if you forget everything, you can't wash away this fact, you are a treacherous person!"