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Although he was mentally prepared, the scene in the laboratory was far beyond Xia Youjie's imagination.

It's not that bloody. After passing through the outermost cave, the laboratory facilities hidden in the mountain are very modern. The fresh air system in the corridor is running. In addition to the bloody smell of the security personnel he killed, the air is full of blood. With the smell of disinfectant, it was cleaned everywhere without a trace of dust. It looked no different from a regular medical laboratory.

What made him feel nauseous was the human organs soaked in formalin hidden in the deep room, corpse specimens, and the broken bodies in the garbage room that were ready to be packaged and burned. This cold and fanatical cruelty.

The scientific researchers and security forces along the way were all quietly obliterated by him. It was not until the second basement floor that someone finally discovered Xia Youjie's intrusion.

"I managed to convince myself that human beings should be unanimous in the outside world." He wiped away the blood splattered on his cheek, and felt a nerve in his brain tense to the point of pain, but the pain did not affect his sanity, but made him more sober.

Xia Youjie felt as if he was soaking in the icy sea water. There was an invisible deep sea under his feet, and broken ice floated above his head. The salty sea water poured into his mouth and nose, bringing boundless suffocation.

The armed forces here are abnormally low. As a laboratory with special human beings as the experimental subjects, there is no means of suppressing energy that can be obtained.But Xia Youjie no longer had the time to think about why.

He stepped over the blood that merged into a creek, and opened one after another "operating room", some of which were empty, and some of the test benches were still lying with experimental products that had lost their breath.

In the "observation room", the strange-shaped experimental subjects had numb eyes, and occasionally saw Xia Youjie consciously, especially the curse spirits around him, and the sudden burst of joy made him unbearable.

"Please...kill me...kill...I...please..."

"Okay."

Xia Youjie withdrew his hand poking into his chest expressionlessly, and the gushing warm liquid stained his vision red.He lowered his head and closed those eyes that were dying with bloody hands.

"Jingle Bell--"

The sound of the mobile phone was irritating, Xia Youjie pressed it impatiently, and then it rang again, repeated several times, he still took out the mobile phone and looked at it as if admitting defeat.

"Enlightened?"

If it was someone else, he would have turned off the phone directly, but it was Gojo Satoru calling.

"Where are you? I want your specific coordinates."

The voice from the earpiece was rarely serious.

When Gojo Satoru received a call from Miguel, he still felt very strange.The curse master under Jie has his phone number, which he has known and agreed to for a long time, but in the past so long, no one has really contacted him.

That being the case, there could only be one reason for the sudden call now—something outstanding.

"What's wrong with Jie?" He didn't have the consciousness to say a few more words, so he got straight to the point.

Although it hadn't been two hours yet, Miguel couldn't wait that long.He believes that this kind of laboratory must have weapons that can suppress conjurers, Lord Xia You may be injured, and his mental state does not look very good, in case he makes a wrong decision on impulse...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and quickly dug out the phone number from the address book that he thought he would never dial.

"I see, where are you now?" After hearing Miguel's incoherent explanation, Gojo Satoru's originally relaxed expression disappeared.

Miguel didn't know their specific location either. The area of ​​this mountainous area is very vast. The two of them walked for nearly three hours from a village with an address. They had already gone deep into the mountain, and there were no coordinates at all.

So if you want to know Jie's location, there is only one way now.

Gojo Satoru rushed to the sky above the mountain at the fastest speed, and looked around a green, lush forest, and squirrels jumped from the branches, not knowing at all that there were countless magicians and spiritual powers buried under this vitality corpse.

He shook his phone and repeatedly dialed the number he knew by heart.

"Miguel contacted you so early?" Xia Youjie complained gently, as if he was not affected at all.

"Well, he's worried about you, tell me where you are?" Gojo Satoru also softened his voice, speaking coaxingly.

"I don't know either. It seems that there is no way to locate it." Xia Youjie replied obediently.

"There is another way, you know."

Of course he knew that the clean hand was now covering the heart, and under the cover of the clothes, there was a small "infinity".

"But I don't want you to see me now." Xia Youjie looked down at his blood-stained image, and this time it was even bloodier than the one nine years ago.

"I want to see, I like whatever you look like." Xia Youjie is in a very delicate state now, Gojo Satoru has a hunch that if he doesn't arrive in time, the regrets he had once will happen again, and This time, there is no chance of redemption.

"Enlightenment is so nasty." The magician chuckled lightly, his voice trembling and hoarse after removing the disguise, he was no longer facing the world alone.

The tense shoulders finally relaxed and slumped, Xia Youjie leaned against the cold wall as if exhausted, raised his head and stared at the pale light with dazed eyes.

"Wu, come to me, I want to see you."

Stimulated by the black mantra, "Infinity" was slightly heated, and Gojo Satoru instantly sensed where the little fox he had marked was.

After a few sonic booms caused by high-speed movement, Gojo Satoru's deep voice came from the phone in front of him and from Xia Youjie's raised phone at the same time.

"Jay, here I come."

In the field of vision of the six eyes, the magic power that used to be tame and stable is now like an enraged beast, roaring ferociously to tear everything apart, but bound by the master's strong willpower, he can only surround him Restlessness.

Gojo Satoru took off the bandage, and the expressionless face of his lover appeared in front of him, with blood stains on the plain white skin.

"Isn't it a bit dirty? There's too much blood on it." Suddenly, the black-haired curser smiled again. He raised his hand and tried to wipe it off, but he didn't notice that there were more blood stains on his hands, which were originally stained with blood. The bloodstain was wiped on a wider area.

"It doesn't matter, go back and wash it and it will be clean." Gojo Satoru gently grasped the opponent's wrist, and wrapped the cold palm in his arms.

Xia Youjie looked over his shoulder and landed on the scattered corpses at the end of the corridor. There were researchers, security guards, and experimental subjects' limbs mixed together, and no one could tell them apart.

"It can't be washed clean."

Gojo Satoru blocked the bandage that still had his own body temperature in front of his eyes. In the darkness, only the calm voice of the six-eyed magician could be heard: "I say it's fine, Jie just needs to trust my judgment."

"Wu Hao is domineering, it doesn't make sense at all." Xia Youjie chuckled a few times, and didn't take off the bandage that covered his sight. This darkness made him feel at ease.

Gojo Satoru took him into his arms, the warm and generous embrace and the calm and steady heartbeat soothed the restless mantra of the mantra, and the beast returned to its cage.

Sanlianxing of Hell Reception Branch sensed the death explosion here, and rushed here as fast as possible.The person in charge of this area is not the San Lianxing that Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu have seen, but they can sense that these two living people carry the mark of hell on their bodies.

The soul-snatching ghost kindly comforted Xia Youjie: "There are still people who can be saved here, you'd better go and have a look, don't cause unnecessary deaths here, even if it's a monster, killing too much will not end well. "

Hearing his words, Xia Youjie's eyes lit up, he nodded to express his gratitude to the three ghosts, and followed their guidance to the morgue where the discarded experimental subjects were temporarily stored.

"Are you sure he's still alive?" Xia Youjie frowned, and tested the quiet corpse in the body bag. There was no breathing or heartbeat, and even his body temperature was getting cold.He couldn't help doubting the professional level of the Soul Slayer, could this person really be saved?

Sensing his distrust, the Soul Slayer puffed up his chest and raised his head, defending himself: "Of course! His soul is still very strong, I can't pull it out at all!"

"You know that some human beings can fake death, right?" He tried to explain, "This kid has spells, I guess his own spells are also related to death, that's why he can pretend to be so realistic."

"You don't have to worry about taking it home, it probably won't take you two days to wake up." The Soul Slayer ghost guessed uncertainly.

Seeing Gojo Wu staring at the "corpse" for a while, then nodding at him, saying that the Soul Slayer was right, Xia Youjie dispelled his doubts.

The Soul Slayer pouted, but didn't dare to speak.

This half-demon still has the aura of Lord Tea Guinea on him, what if he talks too much, what should he do if he complains to the Lord?But if he could be insulted by an adult... the Soul Slayer suddenly felt a little moved.

"There are living people in that direction." Before he could practice his evil thoughts, he was interrupted by Gojo Satoru's sudden discovery.

The Soul Slayer took a look along, and said lazily: "The vitality is strong, there is no need to save it, and he is not a magician. Judging by the spiritual power, he should be a psychic."

They did not deal well with the Yinke and the psychic, mainly because the other party intercepted many dead who should be judged in hell, and they had to untie the knots of their hearts before they could become Buddhas, instead of handing them over to the jailers forcibly. hell.

In some respects, what they did was a good thing that violated procedures. They have maintained an unembarrassing relationship with hell for so many years, but the reception department was originally responsible for welcoming the dead, and the psychic refused to release the spirit. What was most affected was their work, and it was no wonder that San Lianxing didn't mention that the psychic was also arrested.

"Spiritual people?" Xia Youjie's face darkened. If Wang Ye knew that someone dared to treat psychic people as experimental products, these psychic people and the organization behind this laboratory would be overthrown.

It's not how much he cares about these psychics, but Ye Wang's way of thinking that psychics are superior to ordinary people. He probably thinks that these arrested psychics are too weak and rubbish. Ordinary people in people's opinion are even more cowardly, and it would be better to kill them all, and then I will end with a long-lost "too small" to refresh my mind.

"Then let's take these psychics back too," Xia Youjie raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was planning some bad idea, "and then we need to find out the truth, I feel this is a trap."

With Wujo Satoru's company, he has already recovered his usual rationality, and all the doubts that he would not pay attention to when he was angry all surfaced in front of his eyes. There is no equipment to deal with capable people, too loose protection, few researchers, and very few No matter how you look at the surviving experiment, it looks like a decoy to lure people into the bait.