I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Chapter 304 The Wind Rises

There are too many troubles on earth, and even more attractive things.

Scattered flowers are becoming more attractive to the eyes. In a money society that looks forward, stargazing cannot bring benefits, let alone space travel that is out of reach.

It is extremely difficult to carry people to Mars now, and it is destined to take a long way, and at the same time, it is destined to cost an astronomical sum.

Space travel is doomed to see no reliable returns for a period of time in the future. In the capitalist society, everything is based on money, and there is no project that returns funds in a short time. They will not do such a thing.

But there are some things that can't be regarded as nothing if they don't do it.

In this world, if they don't look for the stars, the stars will come to them. If they don't advance, they will retreat. If they don't develop, they will wait to be beaten every day.

Somebody has to make some changes.

First of all, this change is in the concept of ordinary people.

The nebula, the voice of the stars, is waiting for the earth's response.

The waiter brought two glasses of wine, and Edward took them lightly without disturbing Emma.

Suddenly, Edward wrinkled his nose and sensed something was wrong.

There is a problem with wine.

Is it still coming? Edward sighed, still coming to this point, and then he smiled indifferently.

When the wind blows, you have to make a statement whether you want to help shelter from the wind and rain.

As for the possibility of being caught in the storm once you express your opinion.

Will Edward care?

Seeing that Emma was in a daze, Edward took the wine glass and walked towards Qin Grey's table, which was always behind and had no contact with them.

She wanted to make a joke, but seeing Edward's nervous expression, Jean Gray couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Ed?"

"Ms. Qin, there seems to be something in the wine." Edward put the wine glass on the table.

Qin was stunned, and Scott next to him went up to take a sniff, his face changed drastically, and he suddenly raised his head and said "Shake the x pill"

"I don't know, I just feel that the smell is not right." Edward frowned, took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, but was stopped by Cyclops.

"Leave it to us," Cyclops said, standing up.

"it is good."

Edward didn't rush back to the table, but just clenched his fists.

Unexpectedly, it still happened.

But in the end, that's what he came for.

Fighting, club voting, and business wars are just children's play games. Edward's yawning is not meant to be a mockery, but because he is really not interested.

In the end, he was entrusted by others.

He naturally knows who did it. There is a mirror beast following the scene in the mirror world, looking for abnormalities around him.

Even though she has used all the momentum to herself and minimized Emma's presence, is Adrienne still paying attention?

Is it a variable caused by yourself?

No, it shouldn't be the case. Emma's role in the incident was more like being used by Edward. Emma wanted to help but was stopped by him. Overall, Emma still maintains the same state as before, and Go in the direction she envisioned

"Boss, the avoidant is talking to Adrienne personally. I just asked about it. This attack was planned before, and it was not affected by this accident." Lan Ling said.

"Well, I'll check on him later. I hope I can cover up the past." Edward glanced around, as if he was looking for someone, but he couldn't find it after searching around, but he didn't care and returned to his position as if nothing was wrong.

Emma was still looking out the window and said softly without looking back, "Is there something wrong with the wine?"

Edward smiled and replied, "Why do you ask that?"

Emma turned back, "Is it possible that you still want to toast? Ms. Qin's expression and hurried pace cannot be hidden."

"Oh, you think too much."

Among the crowd, Qin Grey sighed and made a call.

that night.

In the car of Psylocke, he was sent back to Frost Manor.

It was late at night, and the moon was shining brightly. The shadows of the trees in the garden were stretched and extended, intersecting with each other. In the darkness, there seemed to be some kind of evil beast.

Emma walked among them, reminiscing about what happened at the banquet before.

Walking to the castle, seeing the bright lights inside, Emma raised her heart.

She was about to push the door when it suddenly opened.

"Emma Frost, didn't I fucking prohibit you from attending those stupid balls? Not only did you disobey my orders, you also got into a stupid fight and fucking lost."

Winston Frost was like an extremely angry old lion, roaring furiously.

"how do you"

Suddenly he realized that this question was too stupid. How could he not know about such a big commotion?

"Who gave you the invitation and asked you to attend?"

"No, this was my idea alone. Last time you said I could go to the prom if I got good scores. I was just fulfilling my due authority." Emma said stubbornly. Although her relationship with Adrienne was not good, But she is not someone who turns around and sells out.

"What you should do now is study instead of attending that stupid dance. I told you that if you dissatisfy me at Xavier School for the Gifted, you will go back to Snow Valley Girls' School." Winston said with hatred. .

"You can't do this." Emma tightened her silver suit and tried to argue. Suddenly she realized something and didn't linger. She ran to the side stairs and went upstairs back to the bedroom. She covered her cheeks with her hands to hide the blush.

Why did I put his clothes back on?

Wait, what's this sound? Emma's head suddenly started to hurt again.

It seems that I can hear something

Winston looked at the stairs and was silent.

"Emma is still a teenage girl. You can't take away all the joy of her youth, right? Father."

Christian walked over quickly when he heard the movement, with short blond hair, a simple black vest and brown trousers, full of masculinity, and a string of necklaces on his wrist.

Hearing the voice coming over, I found that it was still an old-fashioned topic.

"Kristan."

"Don't look at me like that, Father, Emma needs to socialize with her classmates at school, or live directly at school, so that she can spend the rest of her time studying."

"It's okay now, in the car, on the way back."

Winston replied coldly, and left here.

Christan sighed, and it was useless to say anything.

Christian turned and walked upstairs to the room.

In the common study upstairs.

Emma sat cross-legged on the sofa, and the ability to hear words disappeared again, but the headache was still there. Emma tried her best to hide the headache, so she didn't dare to look directly at Christan.

Who will tell her that the picture she just saw of Christian and a certain man was her hallucination or something?

"He can't be like this, this is not the puberty a girl should have, it's not fair."

"Your grades are much better this term, and you did well at the dance, so even if Winston forgot, I must say, we are proud of you, sister."

Hearing the prom, Emma's long-suppressed dissatisfaction emerged again. The tighter the control, the more rebellious psychology of hope for freedom began to appear. Because of the beauty of the prom, the previous dissatisfaction gradually rebounded.

"Thank you, but how can he do this? He can't deprive me of my freedom just because he doesn't have puberty."

"I'm trying to fight for you, but Winston refuses to speak easily." Christan shrugged helplessly.

"But I don't want to hide my true self anymore." Emma looked out the window with some stubbornness.

She likes to stand behind and be protected, but she doesn't like to be a burden and a drag.

Winston went back to his study, opened the diary, and wanted to write, but the pen still wouldn't go down.

I just wanted him to take over the funeral, but I didn't expect him to directly state his position.

Young and frivolous

Did you do something wrong?

Because of selfishness, innocent people are also involved

"Forehead"

Winston in the study stood up suddenly, covering his heart with one hand, and a blood-red light emerged from his body, covering him.

But in other places, there are no abnormal energy, magic, or supernatural reactions.