daily bloodline

Chapter 87 Changes
In mid-November, it snowed.

From golden to snow-capped mountains in early November, it seems as fast as a blink of an eye.

The weather in the Northeast is like this, like the speed of a woman turning her face, without warning, without giving people a little time to prepare.

For the sake of students' health, the school has relaxed the policy, except for Mondays in winter, students are not required to wear school uniforms.

So the girls put on skirts and leggings on their legs, standing stubbornly in the cold wind.

"It's snowing! This year's snow came very early!" In physical education class, Su Ying stood on the snow-covered playground and cheered: "Let's have a snowball fight?"

"Come on! Snowball fight!" Wan Zihao shouted loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, he was brought down by the boys next to him and buried in the snowdrift.

In an instant, the surroundings were in chaos, and the ground was full of mess. Li Shuzhe was dragged and marched in the snow, his life and death unknown.

The two boys happily held up Su Ying's arms, and then Su Ying pushed their heads into the snowdrift one after another.

Compared with the boys, the girls played very elegantly, smashing the snowballs as big as fists, and occasionally there was such a scream.

Luo Jiuqian's head was steaming with smoke, her little face was flushed, and she looked a little cute. She wiped off her sweat and turned to look at Su Ying.

Su Ying dragged a person in his hand, spinning and jumping non-stop, feeling Luo Jiuqian's gaze, and smiled back at her innocently.

Luo Jiuqian: "!!!"

"Forget it, let's play football, snow football is also very good."

A few minutes later, everyone agreed to Wan Zihao's proposal with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Bang!
The soccer ball flew out like a cannonball, and Su Ying patted the snow on his trousers gracefully: "Yeao...what can I do?"

"Go and keep the goal, I don't want to pick up the ball anymore." Li Shuzhe pushed his glasses: "Your kick... is outrageous than Conan's."

Of course, Su Ying's ball was not as outrageous as Conan's. After all, he deliberately controlled his own strength, but even so, a hit was enough.

"A master is lonely..."

Others in front were playing football, and Su Ying was building a snowman in front of the goal.

As far as football is concerned, the overall strength of class [-] is relatively higher than that of class [-], so Wan Zihao and the others are attacking most of the time, and Su Ying has nothing to do.

pinch... pinch... pinch...

Su Ying pinched out the outline of a human head.

"It's quite lifelike..." There was a melodious laughter beside him.

Su Ying turned her head to look, Zhao Linglong was standing beside her with several cups of milk tea.

Zhao Linglong handed Su Ying a cup of milk tea: "Here, bring a cup for you too."

"Thank you." Su Ying took a cup, intubated and drank two gulps.

"Who are you pinching?"

"I don't have any ideas yet." Su Ying tilted her head and thought about it.

"Then pinch one and let me see?" Zhao Linglong was really curious about what Su Ying could pinch.

"Row."

"You wait for me to deliver the milk tea first."

Zhao Linglong left in a hurry, then came back in a hurry, followed by Luo Jiuqian and Yun Duo, and the three of them gathered around the goal to watch Su Ying pinch the snowman.

Su Ying started to work, and soon, a snowman's head resembling Zhao Linglong was squeezed out.

"Can't tell, this guy still has a talent for carving?" Yun Duo was surprised.

Su Ying shook her head lightly. He is a vampire and is not afraid of the cold. He can carve slowly without gloves. He can pinch it for a long time, but it is difficult for ordinary people to bear. will be numb.

The head is pinched, and then the body.

Su Ying, who was a little impatient after pinching for a long time, pushed a large pile of snow, then put it under her head, patted it into a rectangular parallelepiped plate, and then stood it up.

"Perfect!" Patting the snowy water on her hands, Su Ying felt refreshed: "It's so wonderful——"

Zhao Linglong kicked Su Ying out with a flying kick, the action was so fierce that Luo Jiuqian couldn't help but shine.

"Do you want to die?" Zhao Linglong squeezed her fingers, her face was gloomy and her eyes were cold: "You still don't want to live anymore?"

Su Ying pulled her head out of the snowdrift and shook the snow on her head: "Is there any other choice?"

"No choice!"

Chasing Su Ying around the goal, Su Ying yelled as she ran: "Lee, lee, leah, the furious Zhao Linglong's roar is loud and clear, Leo's Leo's Lei~ The furious Zhao Linglong can't hit me, Leo's! Leo's oh~~~~"

The tremolo at the end made Zhao Linglong tremble with anger.

"Look at the penalty! The ball!!"

In the distance, Wan Zihao uttered an eager cry. Behind the goal, Su Ying turned her head, and the football drew a beautiful parabola in midair, heading straight for the goal.

"Hey? Got in?" Someone from Class [-] on the opposite side grinned, and the boy who kicked the ball jumped up excitedly.

Su Ying took two quick steps and kicked on the goal: "Yiku!"

With a bang, the football goal was pushed out three or four meters sideways, tremblingly dodging the football flying from the opposite side, and even bulldozed the high imitation Zhao Linglong that had just been piled up.

call----

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the people on the court were completely stunned.

"Damn, there must be some serious illness!" The boy who kicked the ball just now was dumbfounded: "You still play like this?"

Wan Zihao's face was blank: "This kick is outrageous..."

Zhao Linglong lowered her head and looked at the place where the snowman was just made with a disappointed face, looking very sad.

"Don't be sad, look, there is still a head left." Su Ying picked up the head that was still strong due to the snow water: "I'll make another one for you."

Zhao Linglong really wanted to scold Su Ying angrily, but looking at the lifelike snowman's head, she finally sniffled and said in a low voice, "The breasts are bigger..."

"To understanding…"

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Su Ying quickly built the snowman. Although time was tight and the body was a little rough, Zhao Linglong was still very happy to take a few photos with the snowman, and finally kicked the snowman to pieces.

Su Ying: "???"

"I won't give others a chance to play tricks!" Zhao Linglong explained in this way.

Seeing the fruits of her labor being treated like this, Su Ying felt a little uncomfortable.

After thinking for a few seconds, he stomped on the head of the snowman who looked exactly like Zhao Linglong: "I'll help you!"

Zhao Linglong: "..."

After school, Su Ying and Luo 9000 were walking home with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Su Ying held her head and looked up at the sky: "I feel that my strength has become stronger and stronger recently."

"Really?" Luo Jiuqian was curious: "What's the specific situation?"

"It's just getting stronger and stronger." Su Ying thought for a while, "It's obvious that every day is stronger than the day before."

"Are you evolving?"

"I don't know either." Su Ying shrugged.

"In that case, wouldn't a careless mistake in the future cause great damage?" Luo Jiuqian was a little worried.

"It's okay, if I can't control it anymore, I will go to settle down in the American Empire..."

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(End of this chapter)