Superpowered Love Academy

Zuo Jingyu repeated the word, but her expression became even more strained.

While boyfriends and girlfriends might not have reached that stage yet, roommates are someone who actually lives together.

What happens in the dead of night is something no one will ever know:

"Mixed housing?"

"The college arranged single dormitories, but there aren't enough rooms," Tu Mi made up without batting an eye.

Zuo Jingyu certainly didn't believe it, but she had no better way or excuse to stop him, so she could only look at Zuo Le:

"Brother, are you coming home for dinner tonight? Dad said he hasn't seen you in a while."

"I'm quite busy these days, so I'm afraid it's not possible."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Jingyu could only lower her head sadly.

Seeing that her younger sister was in low spirits, Zuo Le went over and patted her on the shoulder:

"Focus on your cultivation, don't overthink things, everything will be alright."

Zuo Jingyu was very smart; she knew that if she went on a rampage or acted recklessly, it would only backfire.

So she just nodded obediently, and then took the opportunity to hug Zuo Le.

"Yes, brother, spend more time with the old man when you have time. We all miss you."

Zuo Le also softened upon hearing this:

"Will do."

But while she was holding Zuo Le, she didn't forget to glare at Tu Mi.

His eyes conveyed a single message.

You'd better just be a roommate!

Tu Mi received the signal, but she only slightly curled the corners of her mouth without responding.

She was pulled by the hand as they left the martial arts academy, and the hand did not loosen until they reached the academy's own store.

Tu Mi thought Zuo Le would go and replenish his ammunition, equipment, and medicine.

Unexpectedly, he stopped at the convenience store at the entrance.

"doing what?"

"Would you like a drink?"

"Whatever." Tu Mi glanced at their hands, which were still clasped together, and suddenly let go.

Zuo Le paused for a moment in front of the counter, his gaze finally settling on the wasabi-flavored soda.

"Boss, a bottle of wasabi-flavored soda, please."

"Are you trying to choke me to death?" Tu Mi retorted.

Zuo Le stared at Tu Mi for a while, then gently shook her head. She bought her another bottle of lemon soda, keeping the wasabi-flavored soda for herself.

Upon opening the bottle, the pungent smell immediately assaulted my senses.

He stared at the bottle of soda for a few seconds, then seemed to have made a major decision.

I lifted the bottle and took a sip.

The pungent smell lingered in my mouth, stirring up some long-forgotten memories on my taste buds.

With just that one bite, the image in his mind was frozen in time.

The smell of wasabi gradually made the girl's image clearer, as if injecting pixels into Zuo Le's shattered memories.

Little by little, it filled in that long-lost scene.

A beautifully sculpted, white-haired girl.

She does indeed look very similar to the current Tu Mi, but is somewhat different from the current Tu Qi's charming appearance.

Her eyes were bright and warm, and her lovely smile seemed untouched by the vulgarity of the world.

Only at this moment could Zuo Le be certain.

She is Tu Qi.

Or rather, the former Tuqi.

Zuo Le closed his eyes, as if at some point in the past...

He took off her top, lusting after her body, constantly praising its beauty and loveliness.

Her eyes were filled with desire. When asked if she wanted it, she said she only wanted her own love.

She said she could give up everything, just to watch the evening clouds with me, to walk with me on the beach, to hear me praise her for being cute even when she's silly, and to hold her and talk about our future.

【like?】

Perhaps so, but the underlying theme in his eyes was always desire.

[He longed to possess everything about her, to have her body given to him, to possess her beautiful scent, her flesh, and even her soul.]

Tuqi finally compromised. She was willing to give up everything and relinquish the Holy Light, but she needed time.

At the time, I didn't understand the unwavering resolve in her eyes, nor her longing for love.

I just felt like I had won.

Isn't that just being a beast?

Is this me?

Did it finally work out?

Because he didn't have enough complete memories, Zuo Le didn't know the answer, but this bottle of wasabi-flavored soda was enough to silence him.

If there are no other hidden reasons, let Zuo Le judge for himself based solely on the content of this memory.

Just three words.

Direct electricity!

He might even sentence himself to death and execute him immediately.

Despite his own tumultuous experiences and bloody past, Zuo Le never felt there was anything wrong with it.

His personality and upbringing were simply a product of his environment and the pressures of survival.

Zuo Le never considered herself a trashy person.

However, this memory led him to make a very bad judgment about his past.

"Zuo Le? What's wrong?" Tu Mi, who had already finished her soda, poked Zuo Le's arm.

"nothing."

Zuo Le simply shook his head indifferently, showing almost no emotion.

However, Tu Mi still sensed something, but she didn't have the habit of asking questions.

"Let's go shopping."

Zuo Le never let these emotions cause her to suffer internally; even if it was the real past, it was just the past.

This does not represent who you are now or who you will be in the future.

He went into the self-operated store and exchanged his New Oriental 95 for a larger caliber Xinghuo fourth-generation pistol, and replenished his ammunition.

At the same time, prepare fluorescent agents and medical drugs.

Tonight, he will head to the lawless zone, a place completely unknown to both himself and the original owner of the body.

He needs to prepare as much as possible.

Tu Mi also noticed Zuo Le's preparations and spoke directly:

Are you going out tonight?

"I can't take you with me today."

Zuo Le's voice was calm, but his tone left no room for argument.

Tu Mi also noticed his firm attitude, and coupled with Zuo Le's obvious emotional change just now, she didn't say anything and just nodded.

"Oh, then be careful."

……

The Holy Light Sanctuary, the Hall of Sacred Flame.

Cen Jinshan, holding a report, approached Tu Qi, who was in meditation.

"A black beast inexplicably appeared in Mirror Sea. Tu Mi and Zuo Le were present during this incident."

"I understand." Tuqi nodded, and then said nothing more.

She changed into an all-black coat that had nothing to do with the style of the Lightbringer, and with a flick of her wrist, a white mask appeared in her hand.

Seeing Tu Qi's behavior, Cen Jinshan reminded her:

“Many people are watching you now. This kind of action is too dangerous. I don’t agree with it.”

Tuqi neither refuted, nor resisted, nor answered.

She meticulously tidied her hair and clothes, then took out her old wallet and pulled out all the money inside.

After ordering, the total was only a little over 4000.

There was no other way; she didn't need to spend money on food, clothes, or cultivation, so she didn't have much cash.

"Teacher, do you have any money? Can you lend me some?"

Cen Jinshan was somewhat stunned. After a long silence of 30 seconds, he began to reach into his pocket under Tu Qi's gaze.

He took out a total of 751.3 yuan.

"That's all I have."

Seeing the embarrassed state of the preacher in the Sacred Flame Hall, Tuqi felt a pang of pity. She put on her white mask and sighed.

"Forget it, I'll find someone else."

Chapter 97 Reunion with Tu Qi

Evening, at the Egret Bar.

When Zuo Le arrived, Xu Jing's car was already parked at the entrance.

As soon as he entered the gate, the fat bartender started winking and making faces at him, and the surrounding henchmen all bowed to him.

"Brother Zuo!"

Zuo Le nodded to these people, but did not respond with a smile as usual.

Everyone sensed his gloomy aura and quickly suppressed their smiles.

There was no way around it; Zuo Le's record was simply too impressive in a place like the dock area, and in everyone's eyes, he was a pure warrior.

Unless there is a genuine and clear conflict of interest, no one would want to confront a brute.

He's clearly unhappy right now, and nobody wants to mess with him.

Zuo Le went to the back room, but Xu Jing was not there. However, there was a half-empty bottle of red wine on the table and an ashtray that was smoking.

He knew that Xu Jing should be waiting for him at the old sluice gate.

When Zuo Le walked out the back door, he saw that there were already several people standing at the old gate.

Xu Jing was surrounded by the crowd, smoking a cigarette, and gesturing to several of her men to load the goods.

To her left sat a handsome man with half his face tattooed.

He was Xu Jing's former right-hand man, Xu Bin.

On the dock to the right stood a woman wearing a black coat and a white mask, her chin resting on her hand, almost invisible.

But Zuo Le couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

This person looks familiar.