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Chapter 150 The girl who ran away from home

This is the first time Lingyu has discovered that there is also a pretty good nightlife in Yining City.

After all, he has only been in this city for less than ten days and has been busy decorating his new home a few days ago, so today is the first time he has come to the streets in the city center at night.

Unlike the previous impression, although it is far from comparable to the city like Zenoulu and the Gold Coast that never sleeps, Yining City is not completely resting at sunset. Citizens' activities and shop operations will continue until after the sun sets - the closer to the city center, the later it will close.

This is also a common mentality for people. The closer they get to the center of the city, the safer they mean, so they have the courage to move at night.

Because the Demon Camp Studio and Ling Yu's house are all in the suburbs, the night is silent.

Moreover, the night market here is not as lively as the real city that never sleeps. Whether it is pedestrians on the road or shops on the road, everyone subconsciously keeps quiet, and even the voices of talking to each other are low. A large sunshade is pulled up above several streets where people are mainly active, covering the entire street.

People here try to turn the streets into "indoors" in this way. The night does not belong to humans, but people can still move freely indoors.

The streets were brightly lit, and people lit up almost all the lights, which even felt dazzling under the reflection of the glass of the shops on both sides. No one expressed dissatisfaction because only light could dispel the darkness that represents danger.

"That canopy blocks all the light," Ling Yu looked up at the sunshade above, "No wonder I didn't find this here in the suburbs."

He retracted his gaze and began to search for the shops he needed on both sides of the street.

The lights were bright, but there were almost no sounds heard on the entire street. This strange contrast made Ling Yu feel a little numb and he felt like he was in a ghost town...

The dark age, which lasted for two centuries, left a deep mark on this world and the humans in this world. Ling Yu sighed. He understood this fear very much, and was far more understandable than all other "peers".

However, Ling Yu is still very grateful to the existence of this night market, allowing him to buy sufficient ingredients.

It was rare to have a chance, so Lingyao decided to buy more and prepare tomorrow's dinner together.

Finally, with a large paper bag of ingredients and seasonings, Ling Yu left the night market and went home alone. Along the way, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around him, and soon he was the only one left on the street.

It was only less than two blocks left the night market...

However, even if no one goes out at night, the city’s street light system is still in full operation. This brings great convenience to Lingyao.

Passing by the office building of the Demon Camp, the warm lights and the lively hustle and bustle in the house came from afar.

Ling Yu couldn't help but smile knowingly. It's such a good place!

He did not go in, but continued to walk towards home.

Lingyu's house is located on the west side of the studio, and is separated by two blocks. It belongs to the real border suburb of Yining City. Therefore, after the house was built, it was quickly abandoned due to the turbulent situation around the city. It was not until twenty years ago that the demon camp was established and the boss Prometheus cleared the demonic power of the entire city, and the place finally returned to a habitable state.

But even so, no ordinary citizen dared to live in such a place. So Ling Yu was able to win this double-story small house with two courtyards at a very low price... In this regard, Ling Yu said that he had made a lot of money!

The backyard of the house was changed by Ling Yu to his own experimental field and a playground for exercise. As for the front yard, it was originally a small garden, with a small fountain and a swing, but due to the abandonment for too long, the fountain had dried up and the swing was a little rusted. Ling Yu had no time to deal with it for the time being, but after a few days he had freed up his hands, he decided to keep the design of the front yard as it was and repaired.

Squeak~ Squeak~

Yes, the first thing to do is to remove rust and oil the swing... Ling Yu suddenly held his feet and looked into the yard.

Someone actually sat on the swing!

Are the children nearby here to play? No, no, there are no children nearby, right? And it's so late, where can there be children dare to run out?

Ling Yu became alert and quietly put down his left hand, and the handbag slid from the bend of his arms into his hand.

"Yeah, you're back!" The person on the swing also noticed Ling Yu and waved to him.

It was a girl, Ling Yu immediately heard it, a young and energetic female voice. And it was someone he knew, and it sounded a little familiar... It should be someone from the studio. In this city, I only know those people from the studio, right?

After putting down his guard a little, Ling Yu approached his yard and finally followed the light to see clearly the person on the swing - it was Ghost Sword Girl Angelina.

In a sense, he is the person Ling Yu is the least willing to meet at the moment. He also snatched away most of his breakfast this morning!

But I was indeed commenting on others without authorization. No matter who it is, I wouldn’t like someone to say bad things about me behind my back, right? And Angelina is also a proud girl and a proud swordsman!

Thinking of this, Ling Yu couldn't help but worry that she didn't find this place specifically for "revenge". Although she has a low sense of existence, Ling Yu's residence is not a secret, and she has registered in the studio.

But... I have bought this house, now it is my private property! Ling Yu thought about it and frowned immediately. He hated someone to invade his territory without authorization.

"Why are you here?"

Angelina wore a baseball cap and pressed over her black hair. She gently pushed the ground with her feet, and the swing began to shake slowly.

The awkward creaking sound was particularly clear and loud in the quiet night.

"I have always liked this swing." The girl said softly, "I didn't expect that the house you bought was this one."

Ling Yu frowned and didn't say anything. He walked to the mailbox and prepared to check if there were any latest letters and newspapers and magazines.

The result was empty, and Ling Yu was a little disappointed.

"The Witcher Weekly, today's Star Daily, and three other magazines are here." At this time, Angelina spoke again, and she patted the swing seat beside her, "Sorry, because I'm a little bored after waiting for too long, I found these and took a look."

"Hey! How can you move my stuff?" Ling Yu slammed into the mailbox door.

Angelina seemed to be startled by the sudden loud noise. She didn't expect Ling Yu to get such a big temper.

Then I saw the boy holding a shopping paper bag walking towards him fiercely, and the anger on his face was uncovered!

It was like a vigilant beast that discovered an invader in its territory.

The girl couldn't help but be shocked by Ling Yu's momentum and shrank her neck: "So I'm sorry, I just flipped through the weekly magazines, and nothing else had been touched!"

Ling Yu ignored her, picked up the newspapers and magazines beside her, turned around and left.

After taking two steps, he turned around and looked at the girl: "It's getting late, so you can go back quickly. Don't stay outside for too long!"

"Hey! Your tone is exactly the same as Watz and the boss!"

"Then don't worry them even more. Night does not belong to humans..."

"I don't want to be said by a guy who came back after dark! I read your registration information. He is obviously the same age as me, so don't always look like an adult!" Angelina jumped up, "And, I am a witch hunter! The night is also my home court."

That's why I don't like to be with children... Ling Yu sighed: "Even if you are a witch hunter, you still have to go to school tomorrow, right? Go back early to rest."

"Why do I, an ace witch hunter, still have to go to school!" Angelina whispered, "And why don't you need to go to school!"

"Okay, don't complain. I'm just an exception." Ling Yu patiently tried to persuade the young ace witch hunter to leave. He didn't like any uninvited guests.

Unfortunately, due to personality factors, Ling Yu's "persuasion" ability has never been qualified.

The girl was unmoved at all.

"So, what do you want to do?" Ling Yu, who was completely desperate about his communication skills, gave up and asked straight to the point.

Angelina lowered her head and spit out an inaudible voice: "I don't want to go back, nor do I want to go to school."

What? Ling Yu looked over in surprise, but saw Angelina showing a rare look. She was not the usual graceful bar girl, nor the "Ghost Sword Girl" who showed her majestic murderous aura after holding the sword.

Strictly speaking, it's more like a girl who is making trouble.

Thinking of the duel this morning, Ling Yu immediately guessed the truth - this girl was "running away from home"!
Chapter completed!
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