It didn't take long before the door of the church was opened, and flowers with their heads bowed came out of it.

The sleeves of the flowers have been torn, and even the skirt was torn apart by her in order to prevent it from interfering with her movements. Although her body was not injured, her face and exposed arms were all in pieces. Black soot.

It was already cold winter, and the cold wind blew her, making her shiver, who was barely wearing much clothes.

Suddenly stretched out his hands, which shocked her, but a warm coat was already draped over her.

Huahua turned her head in surprise and saw Liang Yiluo smiling at her.

"Don't freeze your body..."

"Thanks, thank you!"

Even the lively girl of the past, this time is also exhausted after the battle and sorrow for Huang Lu Mei Sha Ye.

Liang Yiluo pressed her finger on her mouth, shook her head, and said softly: "I have arranged the enchantment for you, and the secret of the magic will not be revealed. Please go back to the dormitory immediately."

"You, what are you going to do?"

Black Tung Flower asked Liang Yi Luo in surprise.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to your senior sister..."

After patted the flowers on the head, Liang Yiluo said amusedly: "It's dirty like this!"

Hei Tonghuahua's face turned red, and she turned her head and said, "Then I'll go back first!"

After speaking, she tightened the coat that was draped over her body and trot off.

"By the way, flowers!"

Turning her back to Liang Yiluo's flowers, she stopped when she heard the shouts. She turned her head and looked at Liang Yiluo suspiciously, wondering what else was wrong with him.

"Isn't the title called that day? Why are you so different now?"

Looking at her with a smile, Liang Yiluo laughed in a low voice.

"Goodbye, then! Brother!"

After not knowing what he thought of, Hei Tonghuahua quickly turned around and ran to his dormitory at a very fast speed.

"What a lively little girl..."

Sighing, Liang Yiluo walked into the church.

The glass in the church had been shattered in the previous battle, and even the wooden chairs for prayer were damaged, and there were some burnt marks on the ground, all of which were caused by the magic of the black paulownia flowers.

She doesn't have a powerful magic circuit, nor does she have any other talents, but in the field of scorching, she has abilities that are different from ordinary people.

For the orange, which is very good at the sun and flame in the rune characters, she naturally taught her the magic of burning.

"If the church becomes like this, it will surely be chattering when the mother sees it."

Looking at the scene funny, Hei Tong Hua Hua ran away after doing these things, and didn't know the aftermath at all.

"It seems that I still need to trouble myself!"

With a light stomping, the magic of restoration was used by Liang Yi, because there was a short time interval, and he didn't have to completely return to his previous appearance, so magic and other abilities were not necessary at all.

The broken glass and the disconnected chair, like a rewind, slowly returned to where they should be. It didn't take long before the church became neat again.

Huang Lu Mei Shaye had fainted on the ground, Liang Yiluo snapped her fingers slightly, and her eyelashes trembled under the sound of magical ability, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"I said, someone will stop you, don't you say, Miss Huang Lu Mei Sha Ye!"

Her consciousness had just recovered, she saw the scary but familiar figure in the mist, and heard the indifferent but gentle words...

Chapter 0108 The Brother Who Was Killed By The Sister (Part 2)

After Huang Lu Meisha became sober, there was no response, but she struggled to stand up.

She glanced around, and the church that was messy and broken before had been restored to its original state, making people think that what happened just now was just illusion.

After being silent for a while, Huang Lu Mei Shaye sighed and said: "I didn't expect to be defeated by the school girl."

There was a trace of unwillingness in her tone, Huang Lu Mei Shaye's strong character, she still couldn't believe that she was defeated by a younger student.

"Do you want to continue?"

Liang Yiluo asked her faintly.

"The fairies have been ruined, even if you want to continue, it's impossible."

Huang Lu Meisha looked at the only fairy flying in the sky, but her eyes were full of hatred!

That fairy was created by the corpse and consciousness of Hero Yeshan. This was the first fairy in Huanglu Meishaye, and the one she hated the most! That "teacher" who destroyed everything about Tachibana Kaori!

"How should this dagger be used?"

Huang Lu Mei Shaye took out the dagger that Liangyi had fallen on her from her arms, and asked with complicated eyes.

"Ready to do it?"

"Although Teacher Xuanwu is not my elder brother, he also took away my memory, but as you said, all this is just my reason, my love for him is true, and therefore, I don’t want him to continue. The pain has gone on."

Huang Lu Mei Shaye whispered in pain, her eyes were full of unbearable.

"This dagger has the magic of language attached. It can retrieve Xuanwu Gaoyue's self in a short period of time..."

"That's it, then I know what to do..."

Huang Lu Mei Sha Ye finished speaking softly and wanted to leave.

"Wait!"

Liang Yiluo raised his hand to stop her.

"Are you doing anything? Mr. Father!"

From the beginning, the priest was unclear on his position. What he did was too weird. He could solve everything tomorrow morning, but he didn’t want to solve it by himself. In the end, Huang Lu Mei Shaye didn’t know. He really helped. I still hurt myself. For this kind of mysterious person, the strong student president does not want to contact too much.

"You hate Yeshan Hero, right?" Liang Yiluo asked in a low voice the answer he already knew.

Hearing this name, Huang Lu Mei Shaye's expression suddenly became savage, and the anger in her eyes could not be concealed. Even if the hero of Yeshan is dead, he still can't forgive him!

"Take this one!"

Liang Yiluo chuckled and handed Huang Lu Mei Shaye a small black flame.