Conjuring Ceiling runs with his best friend

"Master Ghost Lantern! A large number of undead are stranded, and the team has already lined up at the edge of the Santu River!"

"When the Living Hell is understaffed, some people have already fallen!"

"Lord Yan Mo! Heaven sent an application for support!"

"Master Ghost Lamp!..."

Yan Modian is also very busy today.

The black-clothed ghosts and gods sitting sideways were processing each job at a speed invisible to the naked eye, but the mountains of documents on the table showed no tendency to decrease at all, and even piled up higher and higher.

Several prison guard ghosts pushed small trolleys full of documents, and quickly shuttled through various departments. If they hadn't taken into account the regulations that no running is allowed in the office, their legs would have turned into whirlwinds, and even the small horns on their heads would have been cut off. Anxious flames came out.

Such a hot scene has lasted for several days. Just looking at the blue and black eyes and erratic steps of everyone present, one can know that the whole hell is falling into overload and is on the verge of collapse.

"Ahh! Lord Yan Mo fainted!"

Xiao Shan's -like body fell on the seat decorated with bones, His Royal Highness Yan Mo, who had been fishing for a long time, was forced to work hard, and finally couldn't hold on for a long time and rolled his eyes.

Hearing a commotion nearby, Gui Deng dropped the pen in his hand and pulled out a mace from an unknown space. Endless black energy surged behind him: "Lord Yan Mo, please get up and work." Live the aura of ghosts and animals, completely disregarding that the other party is his immediate boss.

His fingers twitched twice, King Yan Mo held on tenaciously!He continued to lie on the chair without making a sound, only the kid around him stiffly retreated to the wall, not daring to look at him.

Seeing his resolute refusal to get up, the veins on the forehead of Guideng, considering that Master Yan Mo will continue to sell his labor, he reluctantly suppressed the mace that was about to move. He rubbed his forehead and sighed imperceptibly Tone: "I know."

"Go and recruit the reserve guards, and senior students from the jailer's school to join the work, so that their internship period will be advanced." He grabbed a male ghost who came to deliver the documents, and ordered.

Those temporary jailers who have not undergone complete training will definitely cause some losses, but looking at the current situation in hell, they have reached the point where they have to be used, so they don't care so much, otherwise a large number of dead people continue to stay, and it is bound to have a negative impact on the current situation. Order makes an immeasurable impact.

"Line up well! Don't whisper!"

"There are dead people who fished and escaped in troubled waters! Catch them quickly!"

Although they can't do complicated work, the jailer reserve guards are already capable of simple maintenance of order.

With the addition of this part of the vitality, the workload of the prison guards has been reduced exponentially, from being about to die suddenly to barely being able to survive.

"Why are there so many dead people suddenly pouring in..." Regardless of the strange smell, King Yan Mo gulped down a large cup of concentrated stock solution of snapdragon grass, and his hoarse voice finally improved.Others can take some time to rest. The Ten Temples of Hades, who judge the dead, have no one to change their guards.

Ghost Lantern still processed the documents without raising his head, the pen in his hand flew out afterimages, and only a slightly hoarse voice showed that he was not relaxed.

"The world has changed suddenly, and the heavens and hells everywhere are like this." I don't know who caused the world fusion, if he is caught...

"Wait, Lord Ghost Lantern, what is that thing crawling out from behind you!" Yan Mo Dawang looked behind his right-hand man in horror, and there was something terrifying looming in the darkness, and the unknown was here.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a little resentment," the ghost lamp waved away the darkness, put down the pen and prepared to take a break, "but there is no other world in the opposite world. In this way, apart from the expansion of the place, isn't hell all the benefits? "He clicked his tongue in displeasure.Since the opposite side is the world where the soul dissipates naturally, why does it suddenly need hell reincarnation after merging, can't it stay the same?The world fusion is too unreasonable.

Moreover, in order to accommodate as many dead as possible and hells with different uses, the next world is almost endlessly vast, and the advantage of expanding the area has no effect at all.That is, they got nothing but more serious understaffing and a multiplied workload.

"Those fool gods are happy, earning double faith for nothing." Thinking of this, he was even more upset.

Although the relationship between the ghost lamp and some gods is not bad, most of the gods have all kinds of strange prejudices against hell. Every time I accompany Lord Yan Mo to the Izumo God Conference, there will be verbal confrontation and cynicism.

Of course, it can also be said that he fought against the Confucians with his tongue, and overwhelmed the assistant officials of the gods. Thinking about it this way, the gods and their assistant officials are also very powerful.

"You can't say that...the gods are also very busy," King Yan Mo picked up a pale yellow scroll with divine patterns, "Look, they are too short-staffed to ask for help."

The ghost lamp snatched the scroll and threw it at the bottom of all the files: "There is no one who can lend them their hands, just pretend you didn't see it." After the world is stabilized, there will be no so much work to deal with. As for whether the god of the kingdom of heaven will die from overwork, it has nothing to do with him.

"Okay," he clapped his hands, and sat back in his seat, "The rest is over, bring a dead person up."

"Huh?" King Yan Mo wanted to rest for a while, but was extinguished by Gui Deng's eyes, so he could only mutter, "Ghost Deng really doesn't respect his boss at all." Then Before the dead arrive, quickly put on a semblance of integrity.

...

"You are not guilty yet!" Yan Mo yelled loudly, staring at the new dead with copper bell-like eyes, extraordinarily majestic and imposing.

"I am loyal to myself all my life, and what I do is from my heart. What crime is there?" But the dead man was not afraid of his eyes at all. I lost my sight and believed in a traitor." The expression on his face could not be said to be grim or embarrassing.

"Even if you don't plead guilty, it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect your trial," Ghost Lantern observed Jingliuli Mirror, "The crimes committed in the last few years are almost the sum of the first half of your life. You are quite powerful." With a cruel heart, The attack was harsh, if it wasn't for the serious crimes, he would have to serve his sentence, he would have wanted to be hired as a jailer, there was no way, the hell has been understaffed for a long time, and now the situation is even more serious.

"I'm a bit confused when I'm old," the deceased said lightly, "Tell me, which hell do I want to go to?" He even urged the judgment himself, with sharp eyes, as if he was the master of Yan Mo Temple.

Unexpectedly, there are still people who want to be sentenced quickly, instead of delaying for a second or even running away like other dead people. King Yan Mo was stunned for a moment, and decided to fulfill his wish.

"There are people like you who are completely unrepentant in this world!" - Waving the wat board in his hand, "Avii Hell!"

The dead man sneered and said, "It's really a suitable place for me." From the moment he chose to step into the bloody storm of the dark world, he had already thought about his future, but he didn't expect that the legendary hell actually existed.

Before turning around to leave, he looked up at the upright King Yan Mo: "One last question, will the doctor who killed me come to accompany me someday?" I understand his choice, but I am not a magnanimous person. It would be a good pastime if I could see the enemy who killed me fall into Abi Hell.

King Yan Mo signaled to the jailer to take him down immediately, but didn't answer his question, only said "hell is the most just place".

Looking at the distant figure, King Yan Mo loosened his muscles and asked the ghost lamp: "What did you see in the mirror just now?" Is there any fun to make that ruthless ghost lamp look at it for so long? , share - next?Gossip eats melons, everyone loves it!

The stern assistant—his fist against his lips, deep in thought: "The doctor who killed him is called Mori Ogai, and there is a bystander named Osamu Dazai."

"Huh?" King Yan Mo asked with a confused face, "Is there something wrong with these two names?" Very common names?Why does Ghost Lamp have this expression?

The paper fan in his hand slammed King Yan Mo on the head, and the ghost lamp ignored the pain and accusations of his boss, and continued to think: "If I remember correctly, aren't these two names the names of the current world's literary giants decades ago? And Osamu Dazai is still a pseudonym." His good memory allowed him to remember this writer who committed suicide, and he dared to accuse them of false propaganda when he came to hell. Hell is no different from this world?I'm afraid it's not a fool.

As a result, he couldn't hold back the "little" lesson for a while, but he confiscated his hand and kicked him into the path of reincarnation, and he didn't know the Mengpo soup + Wangchuan water + Huangquan water that was poured on him in the end Has it played the role it should have? He probably doesn't have any memory with him, right?However, if so many materials are mixed together, will there be any special effects?It should have been verified in the first place.

"Is this strange? Maybe it's the parents who admired the literary giants of the past and gave their children the same name?" King Yan Mo didn't know who they were, so he didn't think there was a problem at all. There are many such examples, I heard In the West, the name of the elders is also added with the second generation and third generation, and they are used directly.

Ghost Lantern raised his eyes and looked at King Yan Mo. Although he is usually stupid, he might occasionally have a flash of wisdom—a flash of wisdom? "Maybe, anyway, they are living people in this world. Let's talk about them after they die."

It's only been a few decades—it's passed in the blink of an eye, and the most important thing now is to maintain the order of hell and deal with the double dead.

"It's best not to let me know who did the good thing." Looking at the endless line of dead, even the workaholics like ghosts couldn't help but sigh.

****

No matter how unbelievable it is, since the fusion of the two worlds has become a foregone conclusion, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie are not people who cannot accept the reality.No matter how the world changes, strong strength and firm belief are enough for the two of them to face all difficulties, not to mention the merged world, the strongest person is still a person like Saiki Kusuo, who yearns for an ordinary life.

"Your parents are really amazing." Thinking of this, Xia Youjie sighed.

What kind of family can raise a two-dimensional god who is obviously omnipotent, but kind-hearted, and has a lower limit than most ordinary people?There is also the eldest son who can pass tokens across time and space. Neither of the two brothers can be cultivated by ordinary families.

'They are just ordinary people, stay away from her, if you really want to get in touch with my family, I will introduce Sorasuke to you. 'These two people are not guys who care about the lives of ordinary people. Saiki Kusuo is unwilling to disclose any information, and he doesn't want them to contact his family, especially his mother who is nervous and easily deceived.As for the evil elder brother, it doesn't matter, evil people have their own trials.

'In short, is it a consensus now?You can ask me for help if you have anything, but it is up to me to decide whether to help, and you are not allowed to approach PK City casually. Saiki Kusuo brought back the topic.Both Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were people who kept their promises, and this was the reason why he was willing to talk to them instead of resorting to various unconventional means.

"You really don't want to work hard?" Xia Youjie still didn't give up, and finally tried to persuade Qi Mu, "If you can make the curse disappear completely, you don't have to work hard to clean up the whole city every day, right?" Such a powerful Combat strength, actually only thinking about salted fish, is too wasteful.

Saiki Kusuo was unmoved: "I can indeed fundamentally change the world setting so that the curse no longer exists, but in that case, the conjurer will also disappear." '

Ordinary people cannot manipulate the power of the curse, so the accumulation of negative emotions will create a curse, and this curse is essentially a collection of curse power. If the setting of the birth of the curse is completely changed, then the curse power will also cease to exist. The magician Of course, they will all become ordinary people.

"There's nothing wrong with it," Gojo Satoru said indifferently, "There is no good end for the conjurer, if there is no curse, no spells, maybe the world will be a little bit better?"

He didn't care whether he was a conjurer or a non-conjurer, but he was born with six eyes and was born in a family of conjurers, so he embarked on this path. Without the power of magic, he is also perfect in other things, "except Character has no flaws" is no nonsense.

Xia Youjie was a little hesitant, but he was not greedy for the powerful power brought by spells, but was thinking: If there is no magic power in this world, then magicians will become non-magicians, and everyone is a monkey. So does he really want to recognize himself as a monkey?

Xia Youjie frowned.

Xia Youjie sighed.

Xia Youjie's inner struggle was very intense!

'Why on earth do you call ordinary people monkeys? Qi Mu listened silently to all the flashes in his heart.He couldn't figure it out. They were all human beings, but they thought they were not of the same race as non-magicians. What was Xia Youjie thinking?Older Secondary [-] never graduates?The obviously more heterogeneous self did not classify himself and others as two different races.

Xia Youjie was stunned—why did you call the non-artist a monkey?

Because they can only produce curses, cause the conjurer to die tragically, are ignorant and weak, and persecute young magicians?If you want to protect conjurers, the best way is to create a world without non-magicians.But if everyone has no magic power, these reasons will not exist, and what he loves and what he hates will all become a whole again. In that case, who is his compatriot and the object he needs to protect? ?

——Time, the originally harmonious logical chain suddenly broke, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Because Jie is a coward," Gojo Satoru suddenly lay on Xia Youjie's back, causing the black-haired magician to stagger, "I always want to protect everyone, but no matter how hard I try, I can't do it, no one can do it Protecting everyone! I have too much compassion, and I take protection as my responsibility, regardless of whether this sense of responsibility will overwhelm me.”

It can be seen that he has been hiding this dissatisfaction for a long time, spit out long words like a machine gun.

"Thinking too much, obviously as long as you do your own thing well, you have to think about the relationship between curses and human beings, hate the smell of curse spirits, and force yourself to eat, too gentle, and won't reject others Good intentions, but always unconsciously wanting to repay twice, and then forcing myself to carry a pile of messy things, in short, Jie is an idiot!" Gojo Wujo rubbed Xia Youjie's hair furiously, successfully creating a messy Chicken nest.

After such a long time, it's not like he didn't think about everything, at least, he finally figured out the mental journey of Xia Youjie's rebellion.Although he couldn't understand this heavy psychological burden, Gojo Satoru still chose to respect Xia Youjie's ideas, and just tried to pull him away from the road of mortal death.

But since there might be no such thing as spells in the future, naturally there is nothing you can't say, hurry up and spit out all the slots you want to vomit at once!Maybe it can wake up this tough guy.

"What are you talking about, Wu!" Xia Youjie tried to avoid Gojo Wu's raging hand, but was suppressed by Qiao Jin, and couldn't break free for a while, so he turned around and tried to cover that nonsense mouth again.

'Although I don't know what you are talking about, it seems that I can understand it. Without hearing Gojo Satoru's heartbeat, Saiki Kusuo could only understand his words literally, "In this way, you probably don't care about the power of the spell, right?" '

No one responded for a long time, looked up - look, the two conjurers had already formed into a group on the sea not far away, the mantras and mantras were coming and going, the surroundings were overwhelming, and there were many people floating on the water. Poor little fish who is innocently implicated.Listening to the conversation again, the original serious and deep dialogue, even with a hint of sadness, has been running towards the direction of comedians irresistibly, unable to hold back.

"You helped remove the curse on a child for free last week, don't think no one saw it!"

"That's because his mother paid the fees for the believers. What's wrong with me reducing the trouble for the devout believers!"

"On the contrary, Wu, you have been suppressing Megumi and Nanako Mimiko and not assigning them tasks, because you don't want children to be in danger!"

"Then what can the food do, wait until it's stronger - I'll pack them up and kick them out of the house!"

'Really... elementary school student?No, primary school students are more mature than you. ' Qi Mu complained expressionlessly.

The sea level that was brutally bombed calmed down again. Saiki Kusuo looked at the two elementary school chickens panting and collapsing on the beach in front of him. It's also impossible, and I can't change the settings of the entire world just because of the request of the two of you. '

As I said long ago, the world is still in the process of merging. If you modify the settings now, it might be like a certain green app whose server has been touched by management, and no one should think about it.

Thought control, a weapon that modifies the consciousness of all human beings, was sealed away for many years after he realized the seriousness of the matter. "The conjurer will also disappear with the disappearance of the curse." I wanted to let these two people dispel their thoughts because of such news, but I didn't expect that they really didn't care about the power they possessed. It was his mistake.

"Cut~" Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids, his blue eyes revealed a look of contempt, and Qi Mu felt his fist harden when he saw it.

"Then there's nothing else to say," he lay lazily, with his hands behind his head, "Since you have decided to pull down all the rotten oranges and become the one who makes the rules, you can only continue to work hard."

The nonsensical words made Saiki Kusuo wonder whether he had accidentally crossed some timeline: 'Wait?Isn't that what I said? 'When did he say he was going to be a rule maker?Didn't he only promise to help, and then refuse to make the curse disappear completely? !

"In the end, we went on according to your idea," Xia Youjie continued smoothly, turned his head and glanced at the white-haired magician lying next to him, "break the monopoly of the high-level, let more capable Isn't it completely contrary to my idea that the conjurer will gradually change the entire structure of the conjuration world." He complained with a smile, but there was a hint of relief brewing in his eyes.

???

Qi Mu was full of question marks, did he go to the wrong set?When did you discuss it?

It was Xia Youjie who saw that he was almost overwhelmed by question marks, and kindly explained: "I discussed it with Wu just now. If the fundamental problem is not resolved, the status quo of the conjurer will not change in any way."

Although they said that Kusuo Ameng should completely eliminate the existence of the curse, both of them knew that it was impossible for Saiki to agree, so they didn't have any hope at first, but the resulting thinking was very valuable.

There is no unrepentant death for conjurers.

What is the cause of this situation?Apart from the inexhaustible curse created by non-magicists, the conservative high-ranking officials who suppressed the rise of new forces are absolutely inseparable.

If Wu is the only one, he can still use his brains, such as the legendary seal-cut prison gate.But now Gojo Satoru and Saiki Kusuo are standing on opposite sides, how can he personally get rid of the two "gods" and then find a way to kill all the monkeys?

"You two are really annoying. Why do people like you exist?"

Is it the non-artist he hates, or the powerless self?Non-magicians are monkeys, so will conjurers become monkeys if they lose their magic power?So everyone is a monkey, and he is also a monkey.

What exactly does the monkey refer to?Is Tsumiki a monkey?Is Oba Yozo a monkey?Is Nagi Yoshino a monkey?To cultivate such a "god" with three views and integrity like Saiki Kusuo, are Saiki's parents monkeys?

'What you hate are those who are ignorant and ignorant, who abandon others for their own sake, and who are obsessed with interests. Listening to him, Kusuo Saiki asked himself a series of questions, feeling that he was about to be brainwashed by "monkeys", "Human species diversity, there are some people who can't wait to get rid of them, and there are many good people, don't - it's better to generalize . '

He who can hear everyone's thoughts knows it all too well.If it wasn't for the love given by his off-line parents since he was a child, he still doesn't know what he will look like, maybe he will become a villain with a much more serious second disease than Xia Youjie. The most powerful person with complete power, he can really do things like destroy the world.

'And conjurers don't produce curses, it's just because you can master the curse power, if conjurers can't digest your own curse power, you - will definitely produce social animal curses!Not to mention that the 996 work system is also the norm in the magic world. He continued to complain, "To be honest, since you told me that there are still curses born because some people don't want to celebrate Christmas, I can't have any strange feelings about curses at all!" '

Xia Youjie was speechless, thinking about it carefully, if this was the case, maybe there would really be some kind of curse from a conjurer due to working overtime for a long time.

"Don't put your eyes on unimportant people, look at me more." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, his beautiful eyes seemed to be dotted with stars, and his face was full of righteousness. "Such a handsome boyfriend, isn't it worth it?" Do you have all your attention!" Whoever he is, as long as Jie's eyes are on himself, he can ignore any rubbish he encounters.

Xia Youjie burst out laughing, straightened up and sat up, hugging his lovely white cat with both hands, and rubbed his cheeks, there were gurgling streams flowing in his deep purple eyes, as if he was warming up after warming up. Han Shijie: "Yes, yes, you are super handsome, I will only see you from now on."

This world full of curses is like hell to him, the only thing that is fortunate is that even if he fell deeply into the endless abyss, there is still someone who holds his hand with all his strength, and refuses to let go no matter what.

So be it.

Xia Youjie closed his eyes, hiding his complicated emotions, and felt a soft kiss on his forehead.Like a lonely shadow, like a breeze coming slowly, the depression and unwillingness accumulated in the depths of the heart for a long time, in the past again and again, the weather turns into dust and gradually dissipates.

He also can't tell whether what is floating in his heart now is resentment, helplessness, relief, relaxation, joy, or all of them, just like an overturned paint plate, leaving a colorful abstract painting on the white paper, Maybe no one can understand it, but it is the most true portrayal of mood.

So be it.

Go and see Wu's ideal, and walk with him, just like when he and I left the college.

Xia Youjie touched his chest, and he clearly felt that there was a slender and tough thread connecting his heart to Wujo Wu's heart.

It is a bond that is deeper than friendship, stronger than family affection, more selfless than love, and unique.

It's finally done.Qi Mu looked at the two clinging to each other, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, I am someone I know, and I want to keep my ordinary life and world peace.He resolutely refused to admit his soft heart and made excuses for his behavior.

****

In the past few days, almost everyone has noticed the change in Xia Youjie.

"Did something happen?" Miguel sat crookedly on the chair, frightened by Mrs. Xia You's particularly hearty smile recently.He is a new member, and he hasn't figured out whether Xia Youjie is the kind of curse master who "everyone has become mentally ill since he got mentally ill".

Lalu was more thoughtful: "It should be a good thing, Mr. Xia You's good mood is not fake." But he didn't know the reason, he only knew that after going out with Mr. Wutiao one day, he- been in this state.

"It doesn't matter, we just need to follow Master Xia You's instructions." Dongji crossed his arms and leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.Is it a good thing Xia You is in a good mood? If so, there is no need to delve into it.

Anyway, idle is idle, just chatting.

During this period of time, there were surprisingly few new curses, and there were very few missions for the curse masters. Before, they worked long-term and high-intensity, and they didn’t have much time to connect with each other. Finally, they met together, and they got closer through topics they both liked. The distance is just right.

Just as several people were discussing about this, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and Lena's graceful figure appeared at the door: "Master Xia You and Mr. Wujo have something to announce, everyone, go to the meeting room first."

"Good afternoon, everyone~" Xia Youjie sat at the head, and greeted with a smile, "We gathered today, and there is something I want to announce."

It was the first time that everyone held such a solemn meeting together, and everyone was a little nervous, but seeing the bright atmosphere with little flowers floating around him, one knew that it must be good news.

Lena, who had the best relationship with them, breathed a sigh of relief, smiled a little on her face, and joked, "What good news? Could it be that the two of you are finally getting married?"

The two of them have become more sticky in the past few days, and the atmosphere that was originally blinding has evolved to the point where even Nanako won't get close to them when they are alone.Obviously most of the time they are just doing their own things, but it just makes people feel blind.

"Oh! That's really good news. What kind of wedding is going to be held? Before the gods? Before the Buddha? Or a Western-style wedding?" Lalu clapped his hands, his eyes filled with joy.He likes this kind of good news the most, especially for their lovely leader, but he didn't expect that at such a young age, it would be cheaper for Mr. Wutiao?

"In front of the gods, who will wear Bai Wugou?" Toji's angle of entry is very strange, as long as he doesn't see his face flushed with excitement, and he doesn't know what he is thinking, he is still a steady and good young man.

"What is Bai Wugou?" Miguel, a foreigner, was at a loss. He only knew about Western-style weddings.

"Western style is better, right? Both of us can wear suits." After thinking hard, Lena made a difficult decision.Damn it, whoever wears Bai Wugou is suitable for these two!But I also know that it is impossible... Hey, what a pity, why is their strength so high!

A little slow - step did not interrupt the mouth, the direction of the topic became strange.Xia Youjie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. From the corner of his eye, he saw the eyes of the white-haired magician beside him gradually light up. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly interrupted the increasingly heated discussion: "No, we don't plan to get married yet, yes Other things to announce."

Eh?The few people who had already started researching who to invite to the wedding were stunned.Why are you still not married?

Seeing everyone's disappointment, Xia Youjie coughed twice, trying to hide his slightly hot cheeks: "If there is such a day, I will tell everyone in advance." So let's turn this topic now, he is not yet 20. years old.

He straightened his expression, and announced solemnly: "Wu and I decided to overthrow the current high-level people in the magic world and establish a new order so that people with magic power can have more choices."

He must change the status quo that "conjurers will not die without regrets".

Looking around at several people with different expressions, he said: "I'm very sorry, I know that I was talking about building a world of conjurers, but now I have changed my mind. If anyone wants to leave because of this, Wudu and I I won't stop you."

Although we haven't been together for a long time, he has always treated each of his companions sincerely. Now that he said such outrageous words, Xia Youjie really felt nervous. — a finger.

In the silence, Lena first broke the atmosphere of silence: "I have signed Qi Kuo, is Master Xia You trying to make me miss the contract?" She rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and looked at the young leader with a smile.

"I, I won't leave either. I'm attracted by Xia You's inconceivable demeanor. Your ideal is the direction I'm heading for!" Toji said excitedly, his eager eyes seemed to be burning.

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, making him relax again. He wanted to let go of his clenched hands, but he didn't expect—the fingers that were being held obediently closed into palms—to grab Xia Youjie's retreating hand.

Only then did he notice that the people around him were looking at him with bright eyes.

Seeing that Xia Youjie finally noticed him, Gojo Wu shook his hand and silently mouthed: "Marry."

The heat on his face couldn't be suppressed now, a slight blush spread from the back of the ears to the corners of the eyes, bringing a sparkle of water, Xia Youjie subconsciously wanted to break free, but he didn't dare to have too much He didn't move, for fear that others would notice that he was blushing on such a serious occasion.

There was a lively discussion—a pause, pretending to be discussing how to get rid of several curse masters who were high-level cursers, and suddenly felt that it was not time for dinner, and my stomach was full.

Bah, dog food, it smells so good.

'Let's get ready for the wedding. ’ Lalu’s fingertips came out—a line of magic words like light smoke, and then dissipated in an instant.

Several people nodded imperceptibly, Lena took out the notepad, and typed the Samsung key.

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