Way of Choices

The man was very burly, his hands were large, like a washbasin, the bowl looked particularly small in his hand, and it looked a little funny, his right hand looked awkward and inconvenient, like a disability, and trembling slightly while holding the bowl , Looked at some bitter and pitiful.

Luoluo walked around the clam fry stall and walked behind the man. Somehow, the small face was full of angry expression. Chen Changsheng followed her and saw the man's profile, and found that it was very young, very young, and finally confirmed his identity.

Squatting at the corner to wash the dishes was the demon boy who was seriously injured by the Hague on the vine feast, Xuanyuan broke.

Xuan Yuanbo looked at the shadows on the wall and looked back. He found that it was a pair of young men and women, who raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and found that he did not know each other. Then he bowed his head and continued to wash the dishes. He is also very difficult for him, he has no time to care about other people.

"Going out of the Red River, not far away, came to the world of human beings, after all the hardships, and finally washed the dishes in the streets of Kyoto, is this your life goal?

Xuanyuan broke his hand holding the bowl slightly, and looked back again, looking at this little girl like powdered jade, and set off a storm in his heart, thinking about who you are, why you know that you are from Honghe, know that you are not a human world?

Watching him look dumb and silly, somehow, he felt a little angry when he fell, and his voice whispered slightly: "If you let the people in your tribe see what you are, will you regret that you had so much? Travel expenses?"

Xuan Yuanbo looked at the burly and strong, but his real age was only 13 years old, his eyebrows were immature, and people were immature.

At this moment, listening to Luoluo reprimanded recklessly, his face was flushed with redness, and said angrily: "Who are you? I don't care about my affairs."

Luoluo was silent for a moment, and said, "My name is Luoluo, and I am a student of the National College of Education."

Xuanyuan broke again and was stunned. This time he was even more shocked. His right hand could no longer hold a greasy, greasy bowl.

With a slap, the bowl in his hand fell into the sewage in the basin. Although it did not break, splashing water, it also provokes the curse of the boss of the clam fried stall: "You useless thing! Bai Changer so Big man, can’t even wash the bowl?"

The night market is extremely lively. Pedestrians are like weavers. The clam fried business is very good. The boss is busy. He desperately swings the shovel on the iron plate to flip the food. There is no time to control other things. Even if he curses, he does not turn to Xuanyuan. Take a look.

Xuan Yuanbo didn't respond much. It seems that working these days at the clam fried stall has been used by this boss. He just looked at the fall before him in shock, and the childish eyes became very eager and full of worship With admiration.

After he was seriously injured by Tian Haiyaer at the Qingteng Banquet, he was carried back to the Star Picking Academy for treatment by his classmates, and he did not see what happened later. Through the story of the classmates the next day, he learned that Tian Haiyaer was abandoned by others. The person who lost the Hague... is a little girl.

I heard that the little girl is called Luoluo and is a student of Guojiao College.

This little girl seems to have said that just now.

Xuanyuan Po always wanted to see the little girl, not only because she avenged herself, he wanted to say thank you, but also because the demon clan respected the strong, and he wanted to see what the little girl looked like. Express your respect to each other.

"Oh it's you……"

Xuan Yuanbo wiped his thick hands on the old clothes on his body, looking a little nervous, and said, "Then I will do everything you say, it should be."

Luoluo originally wanted to rekindle this person's fighting spirit, but did not expect to get such a response.

However, Chen Changsheng thought about other questions and was a little puzzled. He asked, "You... left the Star Picking Academy?"

He thought that even if this demon boy was abolished by Tian Hai Yaer, it would be difficult to continue to practice, let alone restore the former strength, but after all, he was playing as a student of the Star Picking Academy at the Qingteng Banquet. The college expelled him because of his disability? This is too much to say.

Xuan Yuanbo didn't know who this human teenager was. He looked at it and knew what he had misunderstood. He was a little flustered. He repeatedly waved his palm-sized hands and explained: "The academy did not expel me, it was just... I was so injured. I can’t practice anymore, I don’t want to stay in the college to eat rice, so I came out.”

Looking at Chen Changsheng and Luoluo, he didn’t believe it. He was anxious and said, “It’s true, the dean and the instructor have come to persuade me, but I’m a bit stupid, and I won’t listen to them. I sneaked out. , You can't blame them."

It’s so cute and lovely—Chen Changsheng and Luoluo thought so, whether it’s the reason for insisting to leave the Star Picking Academy or the anxiety shown by others when they misunderstood the Star Picking Academy, it proves that this demon boy has a very clean heart.

Luoluo had a mild expression and asked, "So it turns out, what are you going to do in the future?"

Xuanyuan said with a smile: "Prepare to save some money, go home with enough travel expenses, since you can't practice, just go home and help the family to do more work... By the way, don't blame the boss, although he likes to curse, but in fact People are very good. I have broken a lot of dishes these days, and he didn’t let me pay."

The boss who was sweating in front of the iron plate and flipping the food listened to this, and did not turn around, laughing and scolding something.

Looking at the smiling smile of the demon boy, he found that he couldn't find a bit of grievance in his childish face. Somehow, he felt very sad. Looking at him, he asked, "Are you willing to go back like this?"

Xuanyuan broke into silence for a while, and said, "As you said just now, for me to come to Kyoto to practice, the people in the tribe have gathered a lot of money. It is not easy. It is of course unwilling to go back like this... but the instructors in the college Having said that, our demon clan's physique is different from that of human beings. It's really hard to cure a broken right arm. What will it stay?"

He said again: "The instructor asked me to stay in the Star Picking Academy to do some rough work, but watching the former classmates step forward, I might be more unwilling."

Luoluo said: "There is always a way to stay in Kyoto. Why bother to leave the Star Picking Academy?"

Xuan Yuanbo said: "The old people in the tribe educated us from an early age, and don't accept any sympathy, especially human beings."

Luoluo quietly looked at his eyes, feeling more and more admiring him, saying, "Come with me."

The very simple three words are not commands but naturally show the meaning of not refusing, awe-inspiring.

Xuanyuan broke feeling a little strange, startled, and didn't know how to refuse. After speaking with the boss, he followed her to the street.

It wasn't until I was about to walk out of the long street, to see the well at the entrance of Baihua Alley, and I remembered nothing. Looking at Chen Changsheng, I was a little embarrassed.

Chen Changsheng smiled and said nothing.

He has never opposed the things he has to do, so naturally he will not object much to the things he has to do. As for what Xuanyuan would bring to the demon boy, he was not too worried. He knew that the fallen people had always been embellished and protected her.

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The National College of Education in the night was as quiet as usual. Because of the second night of the Qingteng Banquet, the peeping eyes in Baihua Alley were much less, which made Chen Changsheng feel more relaxed, but he did not expect to come to the State Education for the first time. The Xuanyuan break of the college was even more relaxing than myself.

The demon boy supported a thicker waist than the tree, looked around, and touched the old statue from time to time. His eyes were full of curiosity, and he could not see any tension at all.

Taking out the key and opening the door of the library, Chen Changsheng didn't go in, but watched the words falling around him and said, "What do you want to say?"

Luoluo shuffled his sleeves a little embarrassedly and said, "Sir, you help him, okay, you know... he is my tribe."

Chen Changsheng said: "It's okay to help, I'm just curious. The instructors of Star Picking Academy think that the injury can't be cured. Why do you think I can be cured?"

"Mr. is not ordinary people."

Luoluo looked at him with wide eyes and said, "On the first day of Mr. Bai as a teacher, you just took the pulse and knew your problem, and immediately knew how to solve my problem. Compared with this, it was cured. What did that guy's injury count?"

Of course, the little girl said, as if there were nothing in the world that he wouldn't know, and with her eyes of absolute trust, Chen Changsheng felt really stressed and scratched her head. "Look at it first, I can't guarantee it."

Luo Luo happily yelled, and ran to the edge of the lake bounced. Where can I believe that he did not dare to guarantee the four words?

Looking at her back, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shook his head.

Luotuo ran to the lake and said a few words to Xuanyuantuo, who was competing with the big banyan tree with his left hand. Xuanyuanbo was very surprised. He shook his head again and again, and he couldn’t believe what he heard. What's more, Xuanyuan broke even more shocked. If it wasn't stopped by falling, I would just kneel down.

When Xuanyuan Po followed her to the library, he was still a little dizzy, and it was obviously shocked by the falling words. Chen Changsheng guessed that Luoluo had probably revealed her identity to the young demon boy, and signaled that the two followed him into the library, lit the fuel lamp, and sat down on the floor.

Xuanyuan didn't even look at him when he broke through, staring at the drop all the time, very nervous and uncontrollably excited.

Luoluo looked at him without a glance, and said to Chen Changsheng: "Mr. Hard."

At this time, in Xuanyuan's heart, Luoluo is more important than his family and more respectable than tribal elders. However, she respects a human being so much, that human beings are so well received, they inevitably feel ridiculous, and then Angrily wishing to tear that man away.

Chen Changsheng looked at Xuanyuan's eyes, which seemed to be burning, and was puzzled. He motioned to extend his right arm.

Xuanyuan was puzzled and buzzed, and asked very badly: "What are you going to do?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I will show you the injury."

"You? Human? How old are you?"

Xuanyuan broke and felt that Chen Changsheng was not a good person. He must be a liar, otherwise he could make His Highness respect him so loudly and said angrily: "Don't think that people from our tribe are honest and bully, I have seen many cheaters! "

Because of the need to fight against the common enemy Mozu, humans and demon tribes are natural alliances, and in the thousands of years of history, the strength of this alliance has been proven countless times, and there are many exchanges between the two parties, at least, Kyoto The appearance of demon races in here will definitely not cause onlookers.

But there is still a gap between the human race and the demon race that is difficult to eliminate, mainly because of the relationship between temperament and acting style. Humans always think that the demon race is too straightforward, too foolish, and the difference between the beast and the beast is too little, too violent, and Demon tribes always think that humans are too cunning and fickle, and it is really bad to be friends.

In the view of Xuanyuan Po, Chen Changsheng is obviously an ordinary teenager. I'm afraid that he hasn't even broken through the realm of human beings. I dare to say that he can heal the injury that even the instructors are desperate. Is this not a liar?

A snapping noise.

Luoluo held the teaching stick and looked at him and said, "What attitude do you have!"

The National College of Education has teaching staff.

It was a straight branch with the bark peeled by Chen Changsheng.

The most important role of this teaching stick is Chen Changsheng's practice.

Now it seems that this teaching stick, or really want to play its original role.

The teaching stick is used to teach and beat people.

The teaching stick is very hard and hurts on the forehead.

Xuan Yuanbao covered his forehead and his eyes were red, because it was really painful, of course, mainly because he was wronged, thinking that His Highness actually beat me because of a human?

"Extend your hand." Chen Changsheng said with a smile.

Xuanyuan tilted his head stubbornly and refused to ignore him.

Luotuo raised the stick in his hand and looked at him and said, "Extend your hand."

Xuanyuan lowered his head sadly and extended his hand.

Chen Changsheng smiled, his fingers fell gently on his veins, and then closed his eyes.

No need to plead, he will also try to see if he can heal the demon’s young boy’s injury, because at the Ivy Feast that day, when the Hague arrogantly humiliated the State Education Academy that day, everyone was silent, only this one The demon boy laughed out loud.

That laughter is croaking, croaking, and the young demon croaking on behalf of the National College of Education, so the National College of Education must be convinced.

Of course, everything is based on his confidence in curing the injuries of the demon youth.

His master Ji Daoren, or unknown in the world of practice, is definitely one of the strongest people in mainland China. The marriage contract between him and Xu Yourong was precisely because the Dao Ren cured the Pope Master Dazai who can't be cured.

Chen Changsheng read Taoism from an early age and studied medicine with his teacher. More importantly, he was always sick.

Although he can't cure his own disease, it doesn't mean that he won't cure other people's diseases.

He wanted to heal Xuanyuan's broken wound.

Time passed slowly, and the stars in the night sky moved with the clouds, and the time was bright.

The library is quiet.

Do not know how long it took, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

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