pure love tyrant

Xia Youjie used to be an out-and-out good person.

Integrity, kindness and responsibility.

In middle school, he was loved by teachers and classmates, and his popularity was quite high.

In the period of high school, it was okay at the beginning, and the action was steady, and I never let Teacher Noctua worry about it.

But after being exposed to too many negative emotions of human beings, the heart is as clear and transparent as beautiful jade.

It also gradually took on the color of the curse.

Due to all kinds of mistakes, the young man did not embark on a dark road of no return.

But he, whose hands were stained with human blood, changed after all.

This auditorium had a rather serious coquettish phenomenon a few weeks ago, and many people were injured.

Xia Youjie was invited to exorcise the curse spirit, and his appearance on the show was just incidental.

After all, if you can get an extra amount of money, you can also raise the popularity of Pan Xing Sect by the way.No matter how irritable and blond and stupid he was, he didn't intend to leave him alone.

Xia Youjie smiled and looked at the curse spirit entrenched in the performance hall - a sarcomatous monster with a mouth full.

When the show will end, but he has the final say.

The black-haired young man with bad thoughts in his heart had a quiet smile like a Buddha's son on his face.

This very deceptive smile was faithfully captured by one of the cameras specially following him, and conveyed to the audience in front of the TV through the TV signal.

The xx show is a good blend of ancient and popular.

Such as energy masks and street graffiti.

Such as enka and rock.

On Twitter, there was indeed a new wave, which was followed and loved by more and more young people.

In the trailer for this issue, Xia Youjie, as a special guest, only appeared for a few seconds, but the handsome fox-eyed young man in cassock immediately caught the attention of countless people.

When the quiet smile of this beautiful young man appeared on the TV in high-definition without blind spots.

Many people heard the sound of flowers blooming.

Accepting the entrustment of his seniors, Nanami Kento, who was trying to find a way to make Panxingjiao's popular portal website and edit it more beautifully, suddenly discovered that the number of page views on the website had increased dramatically.

Almost instantly, the number of visits soared from double digits to four digits, and there is still a rising trend

potential.

Qi Haijian was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and quickly closed the passage.

The portal website of Panxingjiao rented a very small server, which could not withstand the impact of such a large amount of traffic.

However, Nanami Kento was still a step too late.

The interface of the Panxingjiao portal reached six figures in just a few minutes.

Snapped.

blacken.

Nanami Kento's face also turned dark.

Xia Youjie, who didn't know that his junior was so anxious that he wanted to cut the curse spirit with a knife, moved his fingers after the character introduction part of the show—his main purpose—was over, and the countdown began.

In the entire auditorium, there was a sudden ear-piercing sound like fingernails scraping against glass.

"Zi-"

Then, the voice changed, and it became like a hundred people whispering quickly in the ear.

"￥——"

Finally, the sound freezes into a high-pitched, frenzied scream.

"ah---"

The high-frequency sound instantly exploded all the glass products in the auditorium—all kinds of lamps, and the venue was plunged into darkness.

There was a sudden panic at the scene.

"My God! Could it be that what happened last time happened again?"

"Is it useless to invite monks?"

"Master Yakushiji is a music monk, not Li Takano's exorcist monk!"

"Help! I don't want to get hurt! I'll starve to death without a job!"

All kinds of strange remarks broke out unscrupulously in the dark.

"Ah! There are really evil spirits haunting me. I thought it was the effect of the show."

Among all the people present, Linghuan Xinlong reacted the fastest.

The blond young man quickly took out toilet paper from his pocket, quickly rolled up a few earplugs, and stuffed them respectively to Yaoshi Si Kuanbang and Xia Youjie beside him.

"Use this to plug your ears first! This evil spirit will be handed over to me!"

Xia Youjie, who originally wanted to take away the curse spirit and leave, twitched his lips when Ling Huan Xinlong said this, and sat back to his original position.

Please start your show.

monkey.

"Oooh! A splash of rose salt!"

"Quack! The Wrath of Coral Salt!"

"Boom! Kosher salt sprinkle!"

Xinlong, who can do everything but remove spirits, shows off his pride in the dark

move.

After some actions that seemed to be flamboyant, but in reality they were all gimmicky and useless.

Black is still black.

The scream was the same scream.

"Two tricks! This evil spirit!"

Linghuan Xinlong gritted his teeth secretly.

hateful!

mob participated in the post-department activities of the meat reform department, but did not follow!

Simply the biggest mistake!

Fortunately, he still has a trump card.

Linghuan Xinlong whispered to the surroundings,

"Little dimple, mob asked you to follow me? Come on, it's time for you to come out!"

"I lent you my body, kill these evil spirits quickly! The situation is critical, we can't waste any more time!"

The dimple in the ceiling didn't move.

What a joke!

There is a big demon king who is more terrifying than Mogami below.

When he goes down, the sheep will go to the tiger's mouth, and the meat bun will beat the dog!

Phantom!I believe you can persevere!

I'll call mob for you!

He gave Linghuan Xinlong, who was still groping around, a "good for himself" look, and the green dimples of the spirit body floated out through the ceiling.

"Little dimple, so you are up there, come down and help me!"

When Linghuan's surprised voice sounded, Xiao Dimple subconsciously looked down——

What he saw was the smile of the young man in cassock who he believed to be the Great Demon King.

Small dimples:……

mob, law.

Phantom.

This beautiful world.

Bye now.

The green spirit body with tears in the corners of its eyes was held by several flying spell spirits, flew into Xia Youjie's hands, and was then balled into a green ball.

"Are you looking for this?"

Xia Youjie approached Linghuan Xinlong who was still looking around, and showed him the green spirit body in his hand.

"Phantom help..."

Tears flowed from the little dimple.

However to no avail.

Linghuan Xinlong is a 29-year-old unmarried male who has no spiritual power, let alone mantra power, and is extremely ordinary.

No dimples can be seen at all.

"Master! It's dangerous for you to stand here! I don't know when the evil spirits will attack! Come, I'll protect you! Go hide there first!"

"In a little while, I'll be able to

The exorcism of this evil spirit is complete! "

"I am the strongest psionic master Linghuan Xinlong, please rest assured and leave it to me!"

Mob was not there, and the dimple didn't respond for a long time.

The young leader was still wandering about in the dark.

Ling Huan Xinlong was about to die in a hurry.

Xia Youjie was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Not bad, monkey.

Let me see a scene of disgusting hypocrisy.

Linghuan Xinlong is a liar.

Xia Youjie could tell at a glance.

How could he believe what such a person said?

Just when Xia Youjie was pinching the dimple of the green spiritual body in his hand, and was about to swallow it in one gulp.

There was a light guitar sound in the dark space, and the most unobtrusive of the three guests, Master Yaoshi Temple Kuanbang, sang the "Prajna Heart Sutra" in the chaotic and noisy dark auditorium.

Zhongzheng's peaceful Sanskrit sounds are like gentle water waves, centered on Kuanbang of Yaoshi Temple, spreading toward the dark surroundings.

Circle after circle.

Under the comfort of the mantra, the crying crowd gradually calmed down a lot. Although there were still a lot of weeping, it was much better than the chaos just now.

Xia Youjie looked curiously at the monk who was as powerless as the blond liar—when he chanted Buddhist scriptures, some tiny spots of light escaped from his body and floated around.

what is that?

Can Buddhist scriptures have such power?

The curse spirit obviously hated these light spots, closed its screaming mouth, and quickly crawled towards the ceiling.

At this time, there were many cracked and damaged lamps on the ceiling, which fell down after being hit by the curse spirit.

"My lord is in danger! Get out of the way!!"

Standing on one side, Ling Huan Xinlong noticed the heavy object falling from the sky, and kicked Xia Youjie away under the heavy object neatly.

The little dimple took the opportunity to escape from the palm of the big devil, and quickly found a corner to hide.

Xia Youjie, who rolled around on the ground a few times, had several veins burst out on his forehead.

This bastard is really still...

"Master!"

The locked door of the performing arts hall was reopened, and a thin and small boy stood inside the door filled with light.

"mob!"

apprentice

=Goldfinger's Linghuan Xinlong wept with joy, and then his expression changed quickly.

"Come on, mob, I have already investigated the evil spirits here carefully! It's not worth my shot! I'll leave the rest to you!"

"Yes. Master."

The shy jarhead boy stretched out his hand, and the invisible power gathered...

"Wait a minute, kid. At this time, let the adults come."

Xia Youjie quickly grabbed Mob, and quickly sucked the curse spirit into his palm.

Don't waste the rare voice mantra.

Kageyama Shigeo watched the tall young man's actions in surprise.

This person is amazing!

The young man who felt that he couldn't help, thought for a while, and added a layer of his own power to the curse spirit.

"That black ball will be polluted, I added a protective cover so it will be fine! Please dispose of this black ball in time, uncle."

uncle?

Xia Youjie couldn't hold back his smile.

After the door of the performing arts hall was opened, firefighters and medical personnel poured in to help the injured and frightened people out.

"Summer oil mulberry."

Yakushiji Kuanbang, who put away the guitar, came over.

"Grandmaster."

Xia Youjie responded kindly to the monk who had no magic power but could use Sanskrit to appease monkeys.

"Your singing is beautiful."

It is quite powerful to make the curse spirit avoid this.

"I'm glad you like it. Xia Yousang."

Yaoshisi Kuanbang smiled slightly, took out a CD from the sleeve of his robe, and handed it over.

"This is the "Prajna Heart Sutra" recorded by myself, and I give it to you."

The master's eyes are deep and wise.

Xia Youjie felt that his little thoughts seemed to have nowhere to hide in front of the master.

Some uncomfortable young people lowered their eyes and accepted the gift from the master with a smile that was almost the same as usual.

"Then thank you Master."

"I hope you can find peace in the Heart Sutra."

Watching the master leave, Xia Youjie silently put the magic ball in his hand into his mouth.

Gudong.

The curse spirit swallowed into his stomach.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Today's mantra has no smell at all!

Black hair

His lord leader looked at the skinny boy standing in front of the liar and greeting him.

"Master, are you okay?"

"There is no problem at all, I will be ok for another ten tasks!"

"The master is amazing."

"have you eaten?"

"No."

"Let's go eat ramen, this show gave me a fairly good appearance fee~"

"Okay."

The ordinary-looking boy with great power inside and his liar master waved at Xia Youjie and walked into the distance.

Xia Youjie stared blankly for a while, then chuckled.

What an interesting combination.

"Master Xiayou!!"

"Senior."

"Are you okay?" x3

The live TV signal was suddenly interrupted. Nanako and Mimiko, who were in a hurry at home, asked Nanami Kento to send them over.

"Not bad. Saw a lot of interesting things."

Faced with the concern of his junior and adopted daughter, Xia Youjie's heart warmed, and he replied with a smile.

"Can I give you a hug, Lord Xia You?"

Nanako looked at him expectantly.

"of course."

The black-haired youth squatted down and opened his hands.

The little girls cheered and rushed over quickly.

"They are very worried about you." Nanami Kento said.

"Yes, I know." Xia Youjie nodded, and with a slight effort in his arms, he hugged the two little girls together.

"Come on, go home."

"I drove the car, let me see you off. Senior."

"Then Qi Haihai will be in trouble."

"...Please don't use the name Wutiao senior."

"I think it sounds nice, Nanami~"

"...as you like."