From Douluo Marrying the Snow Queen

The library is quiet.

Ye Han took out a reclining chair and lay on it comfortably, holding a book in his hand, and flipping through it with relish.

There is a coffee table next to him, and there are some nuts on it. These things are not for eating, but for smashing people.

After a while, Ye Han had to throw one for the Ice Emperor to refresh himself.

Not long after, Zhao Jun walked back with excited faces.

"It's over, you guys are too fast!" Ye Han looked at a few people and couldn't help but say.

"It's too fast, you must know that in previous years, the Pope just said a few words and left when he came to power. This year, he said a lot!" Liu Liting looked excited, as if hearing the Pope's voice was something extraordinary.

"Brother Ye, it's really a pity you didn't go." Han Kun said.

"Haha, what's a pity, for someone as talented as me, it's not a matter of minutes to see the Pope." Ye Han boasted that his face was not flushed, his heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely proud.

"Ha ha!"

The three laughed awkwardly and dared not speak any more.

In case Ye Han says anything more outrageous, he will not be the only one who is unlucky.

After Han Kun and Liu Liting left, Zhao Jun looked at Ye Han and said, "Thank you, Brother Ye! That gift, my sister..."

"Stop, stop, the gift I gave to your sister, thank you, it's not for you, hurry up and don't disturb my reading." Ye Han didn't wait for Zhao Jun to finish, and he waved his hand impatiently. people.

Zhao Jun didn't feel unhappy at all, instead he let out a long drink and said with a smile, "Okay, Brother Ye, I'll get out of here."

The world is finally clean.

However, the good times did not last long, and a beautiful round and white leg appeared in front of his eyes.

Ye Han raised his head, slender round legs, elegant embroidered skirt, unbearably small waist, budding hills, white and slender jade neck, clean and pretty face, all came into view, not Zhao Linger who is it.

"The little beauty has met again. This time, I'm here to borrow a book, or to find my brother." Ye Han smiled.

Put away the book, then stood up.

Zhao Linger quickly took a few steps back.

There was nothing wrong with Ye Han lying there, but when he stood up, an indescribable aura appeared in Zhao Linger's heart involuntarily, making her both afraid and unable to help but want to get close.

"I, I'm here to find you." Zhao Linger's pink cheeks were flushed, and she was very cute.

"What do you want me to do? If you want to thank me, your brother has already thanked him." Ye Han smiled.

To be honest, he has some affection for this elf-like girl, but when it comes to love, it's a bit nonsense.

"Oh, um, but I still want to thank you." After Zhao Linger finished speaking, she ran away.

Ye Han smiled and didn't care. When he sat back on the reclining chair, he picked up a nut and threw it straight back...

Time is fleeting, time is ruthless.

A year is neither short nor long.

But a lot of things happened. First of all, the illiterate Ye family became a literate person who learned to be rich, read poetry and books, and would never make jokes again.

Secondly, Spirit Hall Spirit Master Academy is worthy of being the strongest Spirit Master Academy in the whole continent. It has strong teachers and abundant teaching resources. It only took Ye Han half a year to find what he needed and put the remaining herbs in his hands. One-to-one correspondence.

And for many, the year has been changing with each passing day.

Liu Liting hung up on the way back to his hometown.

Han Kun quit his job and fired the squid in the Spirit Hall.

And because of his sister, Zhao Jun became an alcoholic who was addicted to alcohol.

Familiar people, unfamiliar people, everyone has their own life trajectory.

Ye Han is like a passer-by. After careful observation, Momo realizes all kinds of situations in life, and it is inevitable that he will sigh and sigh.

It was the first day of school, Ye Han came to the library and looked at the new faces who were recruited later, but he couldn't remember their names.

Shaking his head, Ye Han smiled bitterly, feeling a little helpless.

After all, he still can't get along with ordinary people normally. Their lives are too fragile, just like Liu Liting, that cheerful and lively young man, who is in his prime, who would have thought that people would suddenly disappear.

A strong smell of alcohol came to his face, Ye Han frowned slightly, and saw a swaying figure, stumbling towards him.

"Didn't you go back last night?" Ye Han asked.

"Hey, Ye, Brother Ye, come, have a drink with your brother." Zhao Jun, the drunkard, blinked his confused eyes, looked at Ye Han, and said inarticulately, "Drink, drink this, I, I, I should go. already."

"what happened?"

Ye Han clearly sensed something was wrong in Zhao Jun's words.

"I, I was fired, haha." Zhao Jun smiled miserably, with a smell of alcohol, he hugged Ye Han's shoulder and walked out.

Ye Han frowned, looked at Zhao Jun who was drunk, and said, "I have two brothers, I will help you kill that bastard."

"Hey, okay, kill that **** and let's go."

Zhao Jun was obviously drunk, showing his madness, raising his arms and shouting, and he shouted out all the things he usually wouldn't dare to say.

Ye Han did what he said, and brought Zhao Jun directly to the Son's residence.

Bang! ~

With a muffled sound, Ye Han directly kicked open the door of the Holy Son's residence.

"Who, bastard, are you courting death?"

The Son of God, who was doing morning exercises, was so clever that he was almost stunned, followed by monstrous anger.

The voice fell, and a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old with black hair like a waterfall appeared in front of Ye Han in plain clothes.

His eyes swept across the broken door, the anger in the boy's eyes became more intense, and the undisguised violent murderousness was released, and the handsome face was a little distorted at this moment.

The most taboo thing for a man is to be disturbed when fighting, and he finally got the opportunity to enjoy the blessings of the people of Qi, but when he is disturbed at the most critical moment, how can he not be angry.

Biting cold murderous intent struck, and Zhao Jun, who was swaying behind Ye Han, shuddered and suddenly woke up.

"His Royal Highness, I'm sorry, my friend and I drank too much, so I'll leave." Zhao Jun rushed out from behind Ye Han, apologizing and pulling Ye Han to leave.

Ye Han sighed helplessly, this may be the sadness of ordinary people, they are bullied in a bad way, but they have to nod and bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

"Who am I? It turned out to be Zhao Jun, but, for Ling'er's sake, you can leave, but he has to stay." After the Holy Son saw Zhao Jun, his murderous intent did not diminish, and he smiled coldly. .

"His Royal Highness, who is here?"

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.

A woman with disheveled hair and an intoxicating blush on her face hurried downstairs with another equally beautiful woman.

They looked at this, looked at that, then looked at Ye Han, their eyes narrowed slightly.

Someone dared to kick the door of the Holy Son. Isn't this the old birthday star who hanged himself and wanted to die?

Ye Han ignored the two women, and looked at the holy son who was touching the dog's head in front of him~www.readwn.com~ It was this **** who couldn't woo him, and hatred in his heart, which killed that beautiful and handsome girl.

Although Ye Han had no love for that girl, he really liked that girl's aura.

Unfortunately, everything was ruined.

Everyone says that beauty is a disaster, but she is only fifteen years old!

Just because of such a thing in front of her, Xiangxiaoyu died early, and her brother was also in grief because of her incident, but her brother was just an ordinary person with limited ability, so he could only use alcohol to relieve his sorrow.

"Ye, Brother Ye."

Zhao Jun pulled Ye Han, his lips moved slightly, and persuaded.

Although he wanted to slash the young man in front of him with a thousand knives, he couldn't implicate Ye Han.

"You are Ye Han, the librarian?"

The Holy Son looked at Ye Han and sneered disdainfully, obviously knowing Ye Han's identity.

Ye Han's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the dog-like Holy Son, then reached out and patted Zhao Jun's shoulder, and said lightly, "Let me go, I'll help you kill him."

Ye Han's voice was soft and there was a faint smile on his face, but there seemed to be some kind of convincing power in his voice, which made Zhao Jun let go of his palm subconsciously.

"Hahaha, it's up to you to kill me."

The Holy Son raised his head and let out a burst of laughter, as if he had heard some funny joke.

Ye Han didn't talk nonsense, he moved his footsteps and greeted him with a slap.

PS: When Zhao Linger appeared, she almost wrote me stunned, but fortunately she was able to turn back, um, give me a compliment...  

The excitement is still going on, can I ask for a ticket, brothers, if you don't have a ticket, please give a five-star praise, thank you! Thanks! Thanks! ............