Chapter 11 Xinxia
"Okay, students, this class ends here.
After Zhang Jianguo said this, he picked up his book and walked out of the classroom.
"Brother Fan, Mu Bai has already mastered four star seeds. He will most likely be able to control seven star seeds and cast magic next semester."
Zhang Xiaohou put his head on the table and whispered.
Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes, stretched, and said calmly.
"I know."
"Brother, why aren't you anxious at all? Let me tell you, he and his lackey Zhao Kunsan are already planning how to teach you a lesson."
"It's okay, let them come."
But for Mo Fan, the most important thing now was how to control the seventh star, and whether Ye Feiyang had truly discovered the secret of his innate dual-element ability. As for everything else, he could just ignore it.
Anyway, even if Mu Bai wanted to cause trouble for him, he would have to wait until next semester. By next semester, he would definitely have controlled the seventh star of the thunder element, and even a few stars of the fire element.
As the saying goes, when the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; when the water comes, we will block it with earth.
Zhang Xiaohou, who had originally looked anxious, gave up on trying to persuade Mo Fan when he saw his nonchalant expression and sighed softly.
"Ah, anyway, be careful...
But next semester, Brother Fan, you have to work harder. If you can't complete the final magic release exam, the school director might find all sorts of reasons to persuade you to drop out."
"Don't worry, Zhang Xiaohou. I believe Mo Fan must have already come up with a plan to deal with this, which is why he's so confident."
Ye Feiyang woke up at some point, tilting his head to look at Mo Fan, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, and said lightly.
After hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Zhang Xiaohou thought for a moment, a trace of worry still on his face.
"I hope so."
"He really knows the secret of my natural dual-element ability!!!"
Seeing the obvious smile in Ye Feiyang's eyes, Mo Fan was shocked and his heart was alarmed. His original guess became an fait accompli!
Mo Fan looked at Ye Feiyang with a hint of horror in his eyes. Then Mo Fan concealed the horror in his eyes, turned to look at Zhang Xiaohou, and nodded with a relaxed smile on his face.
"Fei Yang is right. I was indeed prepared. Mu Bai's targeting and the school's assessment are nothing to me."
Hearing this, the worry on Zhang Xiaohou's face disappeared and he revealed a faint smile.
After dealing with Zhang Xiaohou, Mo Fan turned to look at Ye Feiyang and nodded.
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang also nodded. Their eyes met, and a silent agreement was reached in their eyes.
A semester passed quickly.
"It's vacation time, let's go have a meal later."
Ye Feiyang carried the bag, looked at Mo Fan beside him, and invited him.
"No, I'm going home."
Mo Fan stepped out of the school gate, waved his hand, and said subconsciously, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly remembered that because of his schooling, his father had given the house to Mu He. Now he was homeless.
"Okay, but can I bring someone with me?"
Mo Fan nodded and asked.
"sure."
Ye Feiyang nodded, then waved his hand, hailed a taxi, opened the back door, and got in. He looked at Mo Fan, who was standing there, and yelled.
"Whomever you want to take, let's go find her now."
Hearing this, Mo Fan opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and spoke.
"Master, go to Mingwen Middle School."
After saying that, Mo Fan closed his eyes.
With the driver's superb driving skills, the car soon arrived at the gate of Mingwen Middle School.
Mingwen Middle School is a private girls' school that attracts the most youthful and fashionable girls in all of Xia City. Since it's the end of school, the paths around Mingwen Middle School are packed with luxury cars, all driven by students' parents and godfathers.
"Mo Fan is gone."
Ye Feiyang called Mo Fan, opened the car door and walked out.
"Hey, just a little bit."
Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes, sighed softly, and pushed open the car door.
"Come with me."
Mo Fan said this, then deliberately avoided the main gate and walked down a small alley. He knew Xinxia's temper and she wouldn't go through the main gate. Compared to walking with those girls who were competing with each other for luxury cars, she preferred walking alone on the small alley, smelling the subtle fragrance of the young green bamboo.
Ye Feiyang followed Mo Fan and walked to the center of the alley. Mo Fan leaned against the wall, while Ye Feiyang walked towards the entrance of the alley leading to the hill.
"Let's wait here."
Mo Fan saw Ye Feiyang had reached the end of the alley and wanted to call out to him, but he was only halfway through when he suddenly heard a burst of noise, and the source of the sound was in the direction of the hill.
Mo Fan swallowed the rest of his words and followed.
Walking out of the alley, the view facing the hill suddenly became clear. In fact, the hill was about one kilometer away, and at the foot of the hill was the old house that I had just sold.
There is a small lawn at the foot of the hill, which is arranged like a small park. Near the wind vent, there is a wooden swing wrapped with some winter ivy.
The swing hung straight down without any shaking.
Sitting on a motionless swing was a young girl with long, cascading black hair. The winter wind ruffled her hair, revealing a fair, plump, and exquisite profile. Long eyelashes, a delicate little nose, and smooth, rosy lips...
She gazed ahead, as quiet as a delicate lotus blending into the winter swing painting, sad and delicate but blooming alone with her own unique temperament and fragrance.
When Ye Feiyang saw the black-haired girl on the swing, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes. When he looked up at the pavilion on the mountain, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.
"Brother Mo Fan."
The girl called out sweetly when she saw Mo Fan.
"Xinxia, have you seen someone who's about my age?"
Mo Fan looked at the black-haired girl and asked.
"?"
Xinxia looked at Mo Fan, who had a hint of doubt in his eyes, and shook her head.
"No one is coming."
"How could that be? Feiyang got here before me."
Mo Fan scratched his head in confusion.
"But I just saw a man walking towards the mountain."
Xinxia spoke.
Mo Fan nodded, anger suddenly covering his face.
"It's those bastards again, huh?"
After hearing Mo Fan's words, Xinxia lowered her head and remained silent.
Seeing this, Mo Fan turned around angrily and walked towards the top of the mountain, but as soon as he turned around, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
"Fei Yang!?"
Ye Feiyang walked towards me with one hand behind his back and the other holding the wheelchair.
"This should be your wheelchair."
Ye Feiyang walked up to Xinxia, put the wheelchair down, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands behind his back.
"Thanks."
Xinxia glanced at the wheelchair, then saw a faint smile on Ye Feiyang's face, and spoke softly.
"you!"
Mo Fan looked at Ye Feiyang in shock. Because of the angle of view, Xinxia couldn't see Ye Feiyang's hand behind his back, but he could see it clearly: the handkerchief was stained with blood.
Mo Fan looked at Ye Feiyang again and found that his clothes were neat and tidy and there were no bruises on his face.
"It seems that he didn't suffer any harm, so could this blood be..."
Mo Fan paused for a moment, a bold guess emerging in his mind.
When Xinxia used her arms to support herself and sat in the wheelchair, Ye Feiyang turned around to look at Mo Fan, whose mind was wandering, and walked behind Xinxia to push her.
"Your brother Mo Fan will be able to catch up soon. He might be in a state of enlightenment right now, so we should not disturb him for now."
Ye Feiyang glanced at Xinxia and started to make up some nonsense.
Hearing this, Xinxia glanced at Ye Feiyang suspiciously, but didn't say anything. She didn't know why, and she didn't know if it was because he had just helped her get the wheelchair back, or because he was Mo Fan's friend, but she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to this strange man she was meeting for the first time.
Thanks to Shuo Shuo and Xianzhichenshi for their support.