"You mean...when you are excited, your eyes will turn red?!"

The slender blonde boy couldn't help but rushed to Huayan and said in a hurry: "Is it crimson eyes? The color burning like fire? Will there be a significant improvement in strength?"

——As emotionally excited, eyes turned red, and strength soared. This is the talent that the Kuluta tribe, which has one of the seven most beautiful beauties in the world, possesses the "fiery red eyes".

Hua Yan lowered her head and stared quietly at the beautiful boy with dazzling blonde hair. He had a handsome appearance, fair skin, and wearing dark brown contact lenses could not hide the quiet flames burning in his eyes at this time.

That kind of reason hangs on the line, no matter how you care about it, you must seize the severity of hope, the despair of rising and falling in the abyss - so beautiful.

It's like Zong San when he first met.

Kurapika didn't know what kind of answer he was looking forward to. He just blanked his mind in an instant, just staring at the man with a cherry hair in front of him, as if waiting for a trial.

Hua Yan suddenly smiled.

Zong San's clear eyebrows and eyes, which were like bamboo, suddenly shining with a bright smile like a bright moon, like a light that broke through the layers of thick dark clouds.

"Yes, do you want to see him?"

Hua Yan smiled at the corner of her lips, and the gentleness of the bright moon and clear wind.

Then she saw the bright light in the boy's eyes.

"No." The boy with his hair color and soul shook his head as bright as gold, but the brilliance in his eyes pierced the haze that accumulated in it, turning into a bean light in the darkness, burning quietly in the middle of the night.

Kurapika held back and lowered her head, but still couldn't help but feel the sourness in her heart. She pursed her lips and asked, "He... is he okay?"

"Not bad? Be healthy, succeed and fame, and eat whatever you want, it's a model for a winner in life."

"Are his parents still alive?"

"My father died early, his mother is pretty good, and I feel that second marriage is no longer a problem."

"Is that... that's fine." As if he noticed that his voice was strange, Kurapika shook his head suddenly and bowed, "Thank you very much."

After saying that, he turned around and left, neither continuing to ask about the name of the person who might be the orphan of his tribe, nor asking her if the other party knew that the Kuluta clan had been destroyed.

Although this is probably no longer a secret, the Kuluta tribe was wiped out by the Phantom Brigade a few years ago. The corpses were placed in the tribe tribe, maintaining the same posture as before, but all the corpses lost their eyes. In order to get the red eyes, the Phantom Brigade cruelly tortured and killed the people married from both the clan in front of the Kuluta tribe. This incident once caused a great sensation and was also one of the cornerstones for the Phantom Brigade to lay a great reputation.

The second exam was over. Huayan looked at Kurapika's back as she was leaving and rubbed Killua's head with a smile.

"Don't touch me." Killua wanted to say something with a vengeful mouth, but couldn't help but curl her lips, "Hey, your nephew is really white-haired? Will it change the structure of your fingers?"

Hua Yan touched her chin and smiled, "Yes, her silver-white hair turns red when she gets angry, and her eyes grow small claws..."

Not to mention growing claws, Sesshomaru turned into a dog when he lost his mind.

The more Killua listened, the more weird he looked. He had white hair, red eyes, claws, and was not afraid of any poison... Damn it, how could he sound like a person who beats the enemy Hakka!

How can I practice it? Is this grandfather or father's illegitimate son?!!! He doesn't remember beating Dike and there are people who are wandering outside!!!

"Oh, by the way." Hua Yan punched her in her palm, and a small light bulb lit up next to her forehead. "He can also shoot a blue dragon, it's super amazing, right ~!"

The navigator who stood with the perverted clown not far away suddenly turned his head.

"He named this move 'Canglongpo', a bright blue dragon, so handsome~!o(∩_∩)o~~"

Ilmi. Beat Dike: "..."

Ilmi felt a cold sweat in her heart while holding a nail.

His grandfather Jinnuo. The ability to beat Dike is to transform the ability to turn the ability to a bright blue dragon and control it to attack the opponent. This ability to write is named "Dragon Head Play Painting - Ya Tu". After the ability to draw the ability to draw the dragon continuously increases, it can split the dragon out and cause a large-scale lethal attack. This ability is called "Dragon Star Group".

Of course, Ilmi would not have thought that he had a brother just because of a false nephew in the other party, but he felt unprecedented fear of the origin of the man in front of him.

Although his grandfather Jie Nuo has not retired yet, he cannot help but take action by any casual people. There are very few people who can force the old man to use "toughness".

Even Killua, even though he had not given him a chanting ability enlightenment education at home, he did not know what the chanting ability of his grandfather and father were.

But the person in front of him just said such high-secret information in an understatement. If there was no such person indeed...who is the other party who knows so deeply about beating the enemy?

Thinking of the Sakura Man's secrets about Jin R&F, Il's fan decided to take the two back for interrogation.

I don’t know if the other party is an enemy or a friend, but the other party has such a powerful and terrifying intelligence sect and weaving such lies can be regarded as a provocation. No matter what, this muddy water will flow.

Private information is in the hands of others, and it is really not good news for killers.

The third exam is in another place, and all candidates need to take airships to go there. It is already late tonight, and for the next day's exam status, the candidates who have been tired for the whole day are also ready to rest.

But for the protagonist, this is destined to be an intriguing night. Not only does it have to face the dodgeball game of President Lao Bushunitro, but it also has to face the daughter of the drug lord who comes to take revenge and beat the enemy.

And Hua Yan was rolling around the ground and crying at her sister.

Yu Shenying's face, which was as beautiful as white camellia, appeared on the light screen. She was indifferent to the appearance of Huayan's defamation of the image of Zong San, and almost threw out a cold face in capital.

"What happened to you?" Yu Shenying was obviously very clear about the little rose's urination, and her tone was a little rude.

Hanayan didn't cause any major events like life and death in the Naruto world this time. She just couldn't help but become a fool_(:зゝ∠)_

Hua Yan lay on the ground like a dead salted fish: "The child is blonde... He was so sad that he touched the scene and felt so painful."

"The reason you caused trouble last time was that the other party had the same name as me." Yu Shen Sakura was obviously helpless about her sister's repeated intervention in life and death in the world. "And this time, is it the color of her hair?"

Hua Yan was as quiet as a chicken and didn't dare to speak. She covered her face and felt that she had no shame to see others.

qvq She was really just confused by the beauty similar to Zong San in Kurapika’s eyes!

Provocative! It’s all because Zong San is so beautiful! The beauty confuses people! It hurts a lot!

What kind of commission should I accept?! Shopping for your hands and shopping!!!

"Sister, please, just ask Xiao Shasheng if he wants to come here for a trip." Hua Yan rolled all over the ground and howled, "I also want Xiao Shasheng. I raised it! A child who rubbed his belly and rubbed his hair and pinched his claws since the little puppy! A while ago, Zong San got the power of faith. Has he already unified the demon world and left his name in history? I want to know if he is doing well!"

Yukami Sakura shook her head slightly, "But you have to know that Sesshomaru is not a member of the Kulluta tribe, and deception will not bring good results."

"I know." Hua Yan lay on her back like a dead fish, "The child actually understood it in his heart."

As a minority in the hunter world, the Kuluta tribe is also carrying the original sin of "Seven Beauties". Their own tribe knows the number of people and their location.

Although the Kuluta tribe was exterminated by the Phantom Brigade, it was not the only one who survived. There must be other Kuluta people in this world living in anonymous place where he didn't know.

So the child was angry and hated, but not completely desperate.

But why, Kurapika never looks for those tribe members who may be left in a corner of the world?

——Because of hatred itself.

"That child is determined to bear the sin of 'revenge' alone, which is destined to stain his hands."

Hua Yan tilted her chin and recalled the glimmer in Kulapika's eyes: "I can't find it, and I don't want to find it, because searching for traces of the tribes will only destroy the peaceful life of the Kuluta people. Even if I find it, it's a matter of things and people to change everything. So the child asked 'Is he doing well', but did not ask 'What's his name'. For him, before the revenge was successful, he was no longer a future person."

"On the other hand, he didn't want to look for it. Perhaps in the heart of that child, instead of tearing the hazy appearance and crying with his tribe members, it would be better to stand under the same blue sky and leave a false and beautiful fantasy."

——That is why we hide the screech red eyes, but we also openly wear the ethnic costumes of the Koluta people.

"Then why do you want Sesshomaru to pass by?" Mikami Sakura frowned indefinitely. The noble god never understood the contradictions in people's hearts.

"Because he needs to be bound." Hua Yan stretched out one hand, opened his five fingers, and gestured a chain to wrap his fingers. "That was a calm, rational, smart and self-disciplined child."

"In the process of revenge, he needs a chain - whether real or fictional. A shackle that locks his heart so that he will not be lost in hatred, nor will he forget the warmth because of the darkness."

That boy has a heart that is even brighter than gold.

"And a powerful partner who will not be threatened by the Phantom Brigade and is worthy of his trust and trust can keep that heart warm."

Hua Yan touched her chin and curled her mouth meaningfully: "There has been a miserable and sad past, and she is full of blood hatred, rigorous, self-disciplined, smart, and hateful to this dark world."

"How much is a light that cuts through the darkness and leads goodness?"

"He is my worldly person."
Chapter completed!