————I had a dream.

I dreamed of a cold night.

Dreamed of the white full moon.

I dreamed of the dark mountains.

Dreaming of a feast of blood.

The boy stood there.

The cold wind brought by the cold night hurts the skin.

The darkness brought by the deep mountains robs of vision.

The soft light brought by the full moon is concealed by the trees.

The smell of blood penetrated into the tip of the nose.

All of this is just daily training for young people.

The boy could only look around.

There, a pack of wolves that attacked him a few minutes ago turned into corpses and lay one by one in a pool of blood.

After a closer look, the boy was holding a knife tightly in his hand.

Blood was slowly dripping from the blade of the knife.

Perhaps, no one would believe the scene that happened here.

Because, no matter how it looks, it looks like a teenager unilaterally ravaging the beasts who regard themselves as food.

Of course, for the teenager, all this seems so sparse and ordinary.

Even though I was unable to do this at the beginning, after years of hard training, the boy was able to do all this normally.

Faced with such a young man, the adults praised him like this.

"You are the most perfect work of our family ever."

Facing such a teenager, the children are afraid like this.

"Why can you do this?"

And these praises and fears have always been with the growth of the boy and have been around him.

Then, one day, the clan leader said something to such a young man.

"From today, you are my son."

That is, the young man will become the young leader of this clan.

The patriarch, Qiye Huang Li, confirmed the identity of the boy in this way.

"You will be the only existence in this generation who inherited the name of "Seven Nights".

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This is the name of this clan, and it is also the surname that only people who have been the patriarchs of a clan for generations can claim.

"Your name is Qiye Fangli."

So, the boy——————— was born here.

...

"Sher!"

This is the sound of the bus door being opened.

Listening to this voice, Fang Li slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

After rubbing his eyebrows, Fangli recalled the dream just now.

"I really had a dream that makes me miss..."

With this murmur in the square, a group of passengers began to pour in outside the bus.

Fangli sat in a back seat.

Among the passengers in the same car, some were wearing work clothes, some were wearing suits, and some were wearing casual clothes.

But among them, the most conspicuous ones are a few high school students wearing student uniforms.

It was a uniform made of a white shirt, a blue tie and a red jacket.

The difference is that boys wear green trousers on the lower body, while girls wear pleated skirts with white background and black lines on the lower body, which distinguishes the differences between men and women.

Fang Li was also wearing such a uniform.

The passengers who got on the bus saw several high school students wearing such uniforms, including Fang Li, and showed a surprised expression.

"That seems to be a high-school uniform, right?"

“That is, are those first-year students preparing to enter school?”

"This is really..."

The passengers started to talk a little.

It is conceivable that the school where this uniform is located is a place that can cause such a level of discussion.

Faced with such discussions, some of the students in the car looked proud, while others were indifferent.

For example, the blonde boy who sat on a philanthropic seat, holding his arms and legs as if he was the only one in the world, giving people complacent and arrogant feeling closed his eyes and hummed songs while turning a blind eye to these comments.

For example, a girl sitting not far from the square foot, with long, black hair as soft as a waterfall, and looking awesome, looked at the book on her own, as if she could not hear these comments at all.

For example, a girl who was standing by with her schoolbag, with short shoulder-length hair and very cute looking was as happy as this discussion, and smiled with a kind heart.

There was another person sitting next to the square.

"It seems that the schools we are admitted to have received quite good reviews."

The person who said this was sitting next to the square, looking handsome, but without any sense of presence on his body. In addition, his tone was plain but no ups and downs, his eyes were calm but no turbulent, and he felt that no one would notice him when he threw it into the crowd.

The other party seemed to be talking to Fangli.

It would be better to say that since I got on the bus, the other party seemed to have been looking for opportunities to talk to Fang Li, but in the end he gave up, just like an unpopular high school student who lacked social skills and wanted to make friends, which made people feel a little sympathetic.

Fang Li turned his gaze and looked at the man.

"Well…"

The other party paused for a moment and then made such a speech.

"My name is Ayakori Kiyotsuki."

As a result, the other party seemed to think that he should introduce himself first, so he reported his name.

Unfortunately, my tone is still dull and has no ups and downs, and I feel a little weak. If I really enter the high school class, it will probably be difficult to make friends, right?

Fang Li gave the other party this evaluation in his heart and nodded.

"Just call me Qiye."

After all, the two of them are not familiar enough to call each other's names.

But Ayakoji Kiyotsuki seemed to be satisfied with this and stopped talking.

Fang Li did not deliberately talk, but instead turned his attention to one direction.

"Sorry, please give in, thank you..."

I saw an old woman, outside the car door, asking the people around her, and walking into the car with unstable steps as if she was about to fall.

People looked at this scene, but just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

Including Ayakoji Kiyotsuki.

Only the girl with short shoulder-length hair and cute appearance stepped forward slightly.

"Old lady, I'll help you."

The girl proposed to the old woman with a sweet voice and a cute smile.

"Thank you, thank you."

The old woman kept thanking her.

The girl helped the old woman get into the car.

Generally speaking, at this time, someone should give up his seat.

But no one pretended not to see this scene, which put the indifference of society to the limit.

Especially the proud boy sitting on the charity seat, he didn't even open his eyes and was still humming a song.

And the girl who was reading a book, who seemed to be able to draw it into the painting, didn't even raise her head, and ignored this scene at all.

Seeing this, Fang Li frowned without any trace.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Li sighed silently, got up from his seat, and stood quietly to the side.

This action made many people in the car look at Fang Li.

For example, Ayakoji Kiyotoki.

For example, the beautiful girl reading a book.

There was also the cute girl who was holding the old woman. She was slightly stunned at first, and then she smiled towards Fangli as if she had understood something.

"Thanks!"

That was a kind and cheerful smile.

At least, several high school students on the bus looked over and blushed when they looked at the cute girl.

Fang Li said nothing, just nodded, gave up his seat to the old woman, and stood aside and stared at the scenery outside the window.

The bus just drove forward.
Chapter completed!