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"We finally met, Miss Funeral Song."

It was clearly supposed to be sunset time, but the sky was covered in darkness the moment the two men stepped onto the roof.

How did the girl who had a plaster cast on her leg walk to the hospital rooftop alone?Nobody knows.

"This should be the line I should say too~"

The girl turned around excitedly. Under the darkness without moonlight, the expression on the girl's face was still bright as usual.

——Has Luo Haofeng been confused by such gentleness?

Bai Anshun stood beside Teacher Ye Yue, feeling entangled in his heart.

On the one hand, he very much hoped that this dangerous person who had been entangled with Luo Haofeng in front of him could be completely wiped out immediately, and on the other hand, he was looking forward to whether there was any misunderstanding in it.

The best situation is that Teacher Ye Yue made a mistake in his judgment, and the girl in front of him is not a funeral song at all.However, this possibility has just been obliterated.

"Over the years, student Luo Haofeng has been taken care of by his teachers and friends. I am very grateful."

Xia Yushi showed a very sincere smile, and then gently curtseyed, without denying her identification at all, nor did she have any doubts about this obviously strange space.

"About today's matter, because it is Luo Haofeng's friend, I will not pursue it any further. It's just...from today, Teacher Ye Yue and Senior Bai Anshun can disappear from Luo Haofeng's vision...no, the world Is it?"

As the subject changed, an undeniable majesty mixed with danger began to spread around the funeral song.

"You don't seem to deny your identity, Ms. Funeral Song~"

Ye Yue bowed, expressing the most basic respect for the funeral song.Although Funeral Song does not have a real position in the organization, as the survivors of the founding father of this country, they still enjoy the highest courtesy in the "organization".

It's just that this kind of courtesy is more about restraint.All the formation of the funeral song, all the education, all the people who come into contact with, every day and every action are strictly prescribed, just like a puppet manipulated by using beautiful ribbons instead of hanging strings.

In this era where elite power is no longer needed, the power of funeral songs is too dazzling, so it must be wrapped up in this way-in simple terms, it is house arrest.

It was supposed to be like this, until... two months ago, Funeral Song's sudden disappearance.

Because Funeral Song's escape was such a big deal, the news was not communicated to the entire organization, but was only taken on a small scale, in order to avoid being exploited by political enemies.And because of the protection measures, most people have never seen the appearance of Funeral Song, which allowed her to stay in such a dangerous place in C University for as long as two months.

"Well... they did call me Funeral Song, the code name they gave me when they took away the name of my ancestors. This question is not important... But, what I just said - don't bother me from today on What about the proposal of my life with Luo Haofeng?"

"Do not……"

Ye Yue showed a flattering smile. To be honest, he was not suitable for such an expression, so he looked a little distorted, "I think Miss Funeral Song must know that this is impossible. You have stayed here long enough. If you continue to stay here What you say here will not only bring danger to the sandbox game, but also to the entire organization and even the country, so... you have to go back..."

"Go back to the cage? That's right, I seem to have a posthumous title of 'Canary in a Golden Cage'~" Funeral Song smiled, "Then, when I go back, I can bring classmate Luo Haofeng with me go?"

After two seconds of silence, Ye Yue replied:

"no."

"Ok……"

Funeral Ge lowered her head, whispering as if she was a little lost, without the barrier of stars and moonlight, she couldn't see her face clearly.

"I thought there were other solutions."

"Please go to hell..."

An electric wave that was so small that it was almost inaudible, but piercing like an order, hit Ye Yue, without even a space to struggle, and the bright red blood burst on Ye Yue's chest.

"Ugh... ah..."

Ye Yue knelt down on the ground enduring the pain, and Bai Anshun, who instantly turned into a beast, rushed forward to support him.

"Withdraw the foreword."

It was another whisper, Ye Yue's life force that had been taken away seemed to return to him as if he had heard a call.

"Ahhhhh...!"

But just like the first utterance, the blood, bones and flesh grew ferociously until the wound was completely covered.

"I just remembered. I remember that the teacher is a person with a special constitution. If he dies, it will cause a terrible spiritual disaster~"

The voice of the funeral song was very pleasant, as lively as a female college student of the same age, "Then that's it..."

"Continuing to maintain a state of being unable to die, and continuously receiving fatal injuries before dying."

"you……!"

The animalized Bai Anshun instantly jumped up from the ground, rushing down from the air as if hunting.

"Get down..."

A huge pressure slapped Bai Anshun, who was already falling, on the ground of the funeral song, and the ground was cracked due to the heavy pressure.

"Heh...!"

Under the heavy pressure, Bai Anshun raised his paw and waved towards the funeral song, but the latter easily dodged it.

"Hehe~"

The funeral song looked at Bai Anshun who was pressed to the ground as if watching some joke.

"White hair...are you that orc who has been taking care of Senpai?"

"Aha……"

Bai Anshun grinned and bared his teeth towards the funeral song, but unexpectedly, the funeral song released part of the restraints.

"There's something I want to tell you~"