Chapter 9 More Complex Situations

Death can make some extreme judgments: anything can be forgiven, or nothing can be forgiven. However, when death becomes more real, the idea of forgiveness doesn't know where it is.

The teenager stood up straight and still smiled brightly and said, "Don't worry, Lu Yuanhan, your sister is taking a stable nap at home."

The teenager slowly approached them without warning. He continued to say, "But by the way, your parents are really relashed. They just left the two children at home and went on their own trip..."

"Hey..." Xia Yi touched Lu Yuanhan with her arm, ignoring the teenager and kept thinking, "Who is this chat? Why are there so many weirdos around you?

"I don't know," Lu Yuanhan put his hands behind his head and tilted his head and said, "Since you and Yu Yuan appeared in my life, the weirdos around me have come to me one after another."

Xia Yi raised her head and stared at Lu Yuanhan.

"This strange artist is an art student who is one year older than me. It is said that he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but compared with Zhang Yize, who has an autistic tendency, these are simply two extremes. He is a social expert, and there are many terrible friends around him," Lu Yuanhan looked at the teenager who was still talking and said helplessly, "As for the name, er, I forgot."

"Ah? Lu Yuanhan, you are not interesting enough!" The teenager's sudden raised tone scared the two people, "I told you why you didn't listen to me and mutter what you were saying. I heard your last sentence clearly! Listen! I'm your senior, my name is Ji Xiaoji! Remember not! Easy to remember, right? Hahaha, mindfulness is the same, but ah, ah, these two ji are completely different words! They are..."

"I can't stand this chat." Xia Yi stared at her head with a completely unbearable expression.

"Me too..." Lu Yuanhan's expression was the same as Xia Yi's, "That... Ji Xiaoji. I said..."

Ji Xiaoji still didn't hear Lu Yuanhan's voice chattering.

"I said, "Lu Yuanhan endured to the limit, "Ji! Small! Ji!"

Ji Xiaoji was shocked by the sudden roar, jumped aside, and pretended to trembling and said, "I... say..."

"Stop it. Your name is Ji Xiaoji, right? Xia Yi said.

"Yes. Beautiful lady." Ji Xiaoji put away his bright smile and looked at Xia Yi with a light smile.

"I know your source, but there are still some things that make me strange. Because it is still a little different from the similar source I have seen before. Your soul source gives me a kind of feeling of soul source called Zhang Yize... Although that guy's soul source makes me very strange.

Yo. Miss is indeed the elite of the moon world," Ji Xiaoji put away his smile. "I surprised Xiaoji very much."

"Oh?" Xia Yi said, "It seems that there are more and more interesting people in the human world. First, Lu Yuanhan has obtained the ability of Yueshi, then the strange guy named Zhang Yize, and finally you, you actually know the moon world. You are an Italian, aren't you?"

"Oh, oh," Ji Xiaoji laughed strangely, "haha. Looking at you so beautiful, I thought it was easy to cheat. I didn't expect to be a creepy guy. I'm indeed an Italian, but... I don't know more than that. I know much more than the young lady. I dare to ask her name.

"Italian people?" Lu Yuanhan frowned and asked.

"It seems that you still have a lot of things that you haven't told Lu Yuanhan's younger brother," Ji Xiaoji shook his head. Then I'll tell you. Don't think that Italian people are as strange as the moon world, or as horrible as the well world. In terms that are easier for us humans to understand, we are superpowers.

"Superpowers?" Lu Yuanhan was confused again, "Like Superman or Spider-Man?"

"..." Rarely made Ji Xiaoji speechless.

"Idiot! I said you watched too much TV!" Xia Yi hit Lu Yuanhan's head fiercely, "Italian people. It is a race that ordinary human beings have obtained a higher soul source. After being attacked by other races such as the moon or trap in life or when they are still in their mother's womb, they unexpectedly survive and then acquire similar abilities. But they will not become moon warriors or traps. They will live, age, die sick and die like human beings.

"Oh... the explanation is good," Ji Xiaoji smiled. "But, miss, you haven't told me your name yet."

"Xia Yi," Xia Yi replied coldly, "but... the source of your body makes me feel different from everyone in the Italian world I've seen before. Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?" Ji Xiaoji's smile became colder and colder, "Miss Xiayi, didn't you just say that I'm an Italian."

The atmosphere cooled down in an instant. Xia Yi clenched her sword, bent slightly, and was ready to fight at any time.

"He is an Italian who has been attacked by the feathers of the feather world." Everyone was stunned because of the sudden male voice - Zhang Yize.

He slowly came from behind Xia Yi and Lu Yuanhan with his notebook and said, "This is really difficult. There are already annoying moon guards and more and more traps. But the happy thing is... I didn't expect that my guess was correct in the end. Ji, Xiao, Ji.

"You are really a feather," Ji Xiaoji's bright smile stopped. He straightened up and stared at Zhang Yize.

"No wonder I've been feeling that someone is following me these days. It's you."

"Hmm. Of course it's me." Ji Xiaoji's voice was extremely calm, completely different from the laughter just now.

About two years ago, when Zhang Yize first entered this high school, Ji Xiaoji began to speculate whether Zhang Yize was a feather.

However, due to the fact that there were too few wells in Shizhen at that time, even if a few of them appeared, they were immediately killed by the moon soldiers guarding here. Ji Xiaoji could not find a chance to prove that Zhang Yize was a featherer.

When Lu Yuanhan and Zhang Yize first entered school, Ji Xiaoji also noticed that there was sometimes no source similar to Yueshi on Lu Yuanhan, but it was too unstable and did not pay much attention to it.

However, in the past year, especially this month, the source of Lu Yuanhan's body has become more and more obvious, and Ji Xiaoji has to start paying attention to this teenager again. Subsequently, the trap of Shizhen also began to appear more and more frequently. With just a few moon soldiers stationed here, they could not take care of so much, and they were often overwhelmed.

From then on, Zhang Yize began to kill the trap at night, and Ji Xiaoji, who had been secretly observing, finally determined that Zhang Yize must be a feather.

"Oh. It seems that I really underestimated you. Ji Xiaoji." Zhang Yize's voice became more and more gloomy.

In fact, Zhang Yize has also been secretly observing Ji Xiaoji - when Zhang Yize first entered school the year before last, he keenly judged that Ji Xiaoji was an Italian.

"Although I don't know why you will be attacked by featherers and survive to become a dangerous Italian, but... for any reason. Since you were hunted down by the feathers, there must be a damn reason," Zhang Yize whispered, "Today... it's finally all clear."

Please take a magnifying glass to dissect the fate and analyze it carefully, and then you will know that people are most afraid of fate. The desire to die is shouting for every minute: take care of me, remember me, and care about me. There was a vivid example: the neglected dumb woman began to grab her hair since she was a child, and her parents didn't wake up until the hair on the stomach wall was entangled into a mass of food that could not be digested. Stupid human beings, the poisonous elephants of fate are in a group of entangled hair, and the outlet of fate is either to mutilate others or destroy themselves. Fate is unredeemable but eager to escape.

Xia Yi and Lu Yuanhan are a little difficult to understand everything in front of them. Not to mention Lu Yuanhan, even Xia Yi doesn't understand what the situation is going on - Yujie, Feather, what kind of world and race is this?

"So, now you know that I'm a featherer, what do you want to do?"

"Revenge."

As soon as Ji Xiaoji finished speaking, he passed Xia Yi and Lu Yuanhan at an amazing speed and rushed to Zhang Yize. Zhang Yize smiled coldly, calmly dodged Ji Xiaoji's punch, and immediately kicked Ji Xiaoji. Ji Xiaoji was secretly surprised, lowered his body to avoid it, and then swept his legs, but was dodged by Zhang Yize again.

Xia Yi was so surprised that she couldn't speak - she didn't expect that there were so many masters in this town in the human world! Xia Yi looked at the fight between the two and thought to himself: Ji Xiaoji's strength should be similar to mine, even slightly higher than mine. And this Zhang Yize... his strength is absolutely above himself, and there must be no problem in the third echelon of the Moon Pavilion.

"Revenge can't kill me without weapons," Zhang Yize put away his smile, but he didn't dare to neglect it for a moment. He took out his notebook and took out a bookmark from it. In a blink of an eye, he turned into an iron whip. "I'm going to use weapons."

Ji Xiaoji did not stop, quickly retreated a few steps and posed, as if he was ready to release some spells.

"Doesn't Italians have weapons?" Lu Yuanhan looked at the two people who were fighting and asked Xia Yi doubtfully.

"Italian people are just human beings with special abilities. Their weapons can't appear naturally as we do. They need higher Italians to build for them... Estimates like Ji Xiaoji have failed to meet high-level people."

When the battle between Ji Xiaoji and Zhang Yize entered the white-hot market, their movements suddenly stopped - because at this moment, they both saw a person slowly floating down from the air.

"Withered people?" Ji Xiaoji, Zhang Yize and Xia Yi looked at the faces of the empty people and exclaimed at the same time. After one voice, the three looked at each other in contempt and their expressions were full of doubts about "how do you know him?"

"Oh, oh. Do all three still remember my old bone? The "withered man" among the three people slowly fell to the ground. His smile was cynical, wearing a white kimono and silver hair. If he carefully observes his facial features, he looks like a European and feels like he is about 30 years old.

"Withered, what's the situation?" Xia Yi frowned and asked, "Why have you never mentioned to me that you know Italian people and this unknown feather?"

"This should be my line," Zhang Yize put away his whip and looked at the withered man coldly. "You haven't told me that you have dealings with the disgusting Yueshi and this Italian person who imitates my feather ability."

"I really appreciate your care for taking care of me during this period," Ji Xiaoji couldn't laugh anymore. "I hope you can give me a good explanation. What's going on?"

"Oh, oh. Why did the three of you make the atmosphere so nervous?" The dry man shook his silver hair and smiled cynically. "I will definitely make up for the apology in the future, but I have been waiting for the day when everyone gathered, because I know that if I just say it, you will definitely not get together."

After saying this, the dead man went straight to Lu Yuanhan, stretched out his right hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu Yuanhan. If it hadn't been for your appearance, I don't know when this day will come. Thank you."

Ah? Thank me?" Lu Yuanhan was confused, and the other three were also full of doubts.