[Comprehensive] gift to you

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The flame was only fleeting, it ignited brilliantly for a moment, and then dissipated.

The black-haired boy looked at his raised hand and was confused for a moment.

"It's almost there." Merlin felt a little regretful, then raised the corner of his mouth and pulled the boy forward, his steps were brisk, as illusory and beautiful as an elf inviting someone to a dance floor.

"Don't worry about those things, Xiao Qingkong can leave immediately." The Dream Demon said, flowers blooming around her body.

All kinds of flowers opened up a bright road for the young man. Even though it was dark night, the flowers glowed by themselves, and there was a soft touch and the light fragrance and astringency of the flower juice when stepped on.

"..." The black-haired boy was silent for a moment, then grabbed the succubus's hand, a little amused, "I drove the wrong way, it should be over there."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Merlin didn't feel embarrassed at all. He smiled, dragged the wound on his face, took a breath, and then shook his staff at the flower path, moving the flowers on the path to the other side .

Meilin's hands felt a little warm, obviously practiced swordsmanship, but there were not many calluses on the hands, the joints were distinct, and they were a little bigger than Yiyu's hands.

The Dream Demon squinted over, and the hazy purple in his eyes seemed to flow, shining like stars and lights.

"Don't pay too much attention," he seemed to be coaxing an ignorant child, the staff in his hand was dangling by him, and it looked more like it could be lifted up and swung than as an assistant, pretending like a child's play "Be vigilant" around, "If you really care - shall we grab the ring tomorrow?"

The black-haired boy was silent for a while, as if he was thinking, and finally nodded slowly: "Use Cerbero to negotiate with Varian and see if I can borrow the Dakong Ring."

He pursed his lips in frustration.

——Although he said that he could go the right way and borrow directly after watching the Ring War for a few more days, but after breaking through a hole, he still couldn't bear it.

Gaitia's long tail wrapped around the boy's neck, and the cold pad pressed against the boy's fair cheeks, creating a depression: "Fu—"

Now he is pretending to be Fufu, imitating Fufu's animal language.

"I want to go home," the boy tilted his head in frustration and pushed Getia's paw aside with his face, "Hurry up and go back..."

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"...Anyway, if you can lend it to me, I will be very grateful." Otoyu sat in front of the impatient man, with an unmistakable smile on his face, and the dark eyes at the bottom of his eyes were peaceful.

"Trash." Varian's boss——Xanxus was speechless. The scar on his face and scarlet eyes gave him a lot of evil spirit. He held the ring in his hand and played with it. Throw it to the opposite boy.

Otoha caught it.

"Hmph," Xanxus laughed, his scarlet pupils constricted slightly, as if expecting something, "If you have that ability—you can try it."

He stared at the leader of the new family maliciously: "Try it here?"

The succubus standing behind the boy raised his eyebrows.

Otoyu took a look at the ring in his hand, then stood up, found a relatively empty place, and put the ring on his finger.

no response.

He looked at the ring in bewilderment, probed into it with mental strength, and greeted the existence inside: "Hello?"

The orange flame ignited suddenly, so violently that it enveloped the somewhat slender boy in it—this is the ring resisting and "rejecting" the occupation of outsiders.

Merlin tilted his head and looked at it with a smile, but didn't step forward to help.

Xanxus looked at the young man who didn't scream and even raised his hand to look at the ring leisurely in the flames, the scar on his face unknowingly enlarged a little.

The spiritual power resisted the flames that were not hot, or even frighteningly low. The seemingly ferocious flames did not hurt the boy at all, just like a little milk cat that only barks its teeth and claws at its master, but is not at all aggressive.

"...I don't understand." Yiyu pinched the ring and looked at it for a while, but didn't feel anything from the flames.

"Enlightenment" is too mysterious.

The black-haired boy was a little frustrated, he puffed up his face slightly, and looked a lot more childish, without the mature and stable leader airs he had before.

Xanxus sneered and waved his hands, as if he was already impatient with Otoha: "That thing won't be used today, you can just borrow it and return it tomorrow—"

"Don't forget you owe me a favor, kid."

The moody Varian leader laughed, and the fiery flames seemed to be burning inside him, turning his smile into a grim smile: "The day of the boss battle, protect me when I was "rejected" by the ring. "

——He didn't want to feel that kind of pain again.

"Okay." Otoyu looked at the ring that was unwilling to extinguish the flames, tilted his head and nodded to xanxus, reorganized his mood and returned to a steady look, "Then I will take the ring away first."

The man nodded indifferently, picked up the red wine and took a rough sip, as if he had no intention of tasting it.

The broken glass was trampled on by the young man, but there was no unnecessary sound, as if it was just a breeze.

Xanxus glanced at the sofa with scarlet eyes.

The white-haired man accompanying the Chaldean leader disappeared without a sound, without making a sound, but the wild flowers scattered on the floor were probably wild flowers seen on the road.

He also just found out.

He only drank half a bottle of red wine, but Xanxus was in no mood to pour the somewhat bitter liquid down his throat. He threw the bottle out impatiently, and with a crisp sound, the mellow smell of the wine permeated the room.

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Otoha, who had already reached the hidden mountain top, had already been burned by the ring for almost 10 minutes.

The young man sat on the ground with his forehead supported, while the succubus who was watching the excitement beside him was even humming.

"It's almost enough." He was a little helpless, "Aren't you willing to come out and chat with me?"

The ring is still burning persistently.

Otoha sighed, put the ring aside, and got out of the attack range.

The flame swayed in the wind and dissipated.

The young man lay on his back on the grass dejectedly, and rolled around on it like a baby: "What should I do——"

Merlin sat down, just blocking the route that Otoha was going to roll over, the white hair with magnificent light and shadow scattered on the grass, it was unbelievably beautiful.

"It's so cute," the Dream Demon laughed softly, he reached out and poked the boy's bulging face, "What does Xiao Qingkong want to do now?"

"Get it done and go back."

The young man vented his anger cooperatively, but the succubus' fingertips still pressed his cheek relentlessly, and even boldly pinched the young man's cheek flesh.

"No one can refuse you." The succubus with amazing resilience no longer has any scars on his face, his handsome and beautiful face makes people dazzle, and the subtle smile on the corner of his mouth makes Merlin even more inexplicable "Think about it carefully, what do you want to do - I don't want to give Xiao Qingkong a nightmare, so it's better for Xiao Qingkong to understand."

"As long as you understand, this world will readily give you strength."

The black-haired boy blinked slowly, his eyelashes as black as crow feathers trembled slightly, and the ink in his eyes became more intense.

What do you want to do...?

...Speaking of which, why does he want to have the ability to replace his personality.

Even if he can control the replacement of the gift, he can't use it in his own world. Although the hero management side almost defaulted and gave him a temporary personality license, except for some incidents that can be solved by physical skills alone, there is almost nothing. Big deal.

Japan has Olumite and it's very safe...huh?

The black-haired boy suddenly frowned.

Speaking of which, Oulumite's attendance rate is getting lower and lower, and he has hardly seen Yagi Jundian again, and only chatted with him a few times through text messages.

He took out the terminal that had been in a low energy consumption state, flipped through the offline records, his brows became tighter and tighter, and finally sat up, thin grass fell from his clothes.

"... a bit bad."

After a while, he spoke slowly.

The boy stretched out his hand to the succubus: "Merlin, help me."

His expression is serious.

Must go back quickly now.

The author has something to say: Yiyu frowned, realizing that things are not simple (x

He can also be regarded as an aboriginal resident of our country, even if he feels that the society he lives in is not right, because he has been unconsciously instilled with a distorted world view by the adults of this world since he was a child, subconsciously in the "Aurumite Era" and adults. Most people also put their confidence in the heroes who have created miracles.

(However, his intuition always felt that something was wrong, which prompted him to pay attention to the matter of replacing gifts—although he has been paddling x)

Thank you Fengjiu for mine, please fulfill your promise xxx

autistic

This time the test paper was given by the senior high school teacher

no affection left

I have bid farewell to my classmates(?) They may not see me next semester

(autistic)

By the way, 40+ comments (after all, most people are on vacation) otherwise there will be no next chapter