Priest of Chaos Goodness

Xia You felt that he must have been rehearsing the radio drama for a long time before he dreamed of strange things.

But in the dream, when Ai Ran was tied to a stool, no matter how you look at it, it should be when he threw the comic book angrily after seeing Ai Ran's ending, not when he was rehearsing Xia Youjie's script before going to bed ah.

But Xia You looked down at himself.

The cassock is added to the body, and the loose clothes are embroidered with shiny gold threads. The soft cloth comes in from the cuffs and ankles, making people feel a little cool.

But this is not cold, but a kind of comfort that makes people feel refreshed and clear.

He raised his head and looked at Aizen Soyousuke over there.

How should I put it, there is a good saying.

People don't pretend to bully teenagers.

There is another saying that is good, a man is a teenager until he dies.

This is a dreamland, isn't he allowed to pretend to be aggressive while dreaming?

Xia You put his hands in his sleeves and walked slowly towards the man.

The voice was soft, with a strange rhythm.

"I thought that I was the only one in this endless hell, but I didn't expect there to be other people."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, which is a smile in the concept of ordinary people.

The whole body in front of him was wrapped in bandages, and the man with only one left eye left outside raised his head.

He didn't speak, just rolled his eyes.

The natural gentleness and tolerance can make people subconsciously let go of their defenses.

Xia You sighed in his heart, he really deserves to be Lan Ran.

But maybe he couldn't think of what Aizen would say, and Aizen in the dream didn't speak.

Xia You didn't mind this, got up and walked in front of him, stretched out his hand to lift a strand of hair that fell outside the bandage, let it go, watched it fall naturally, and smiled.

"Chasing people who don't belong to their own status, people who have enough ability to shake the upper class, and those who make the upper class fear, will be beaten as a rebel who will never be restored. What kind of person are you?"

He bent down and looked at the only remaining amber eye, "Or, are you like me, intending to overthrow the old world and let the high-ranking guys fall to the dust, so you were imprisoned here?"

His brown eyes widened slightly, as if he wanted to express his surprise, but this surprise was just an emotion expressed to echo Xia You's words.

Aizen didn't speak.

That's right, after all, this is a guy who has been deprived of his ability to speak. Besides, if he can be easily persuaded, he won't be the only villain who is moved by him, who always only pays attention to the protagonist. up.

Xia You took a step back, looked at the person in front of him, and sighed, "It's boring."

He restrained the expression on his face and turned around.

Putting his hands back in his wide sleeves, he raised his head and looked at the empty space.

Up and down, left and right, front and back.

If there is no Aizen in this place, then he is just a point where he has doubts about where he is and whether he really exists.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Those guys who are afraid of my existence and my variable will take away my body, and even throw the soul with this little pitiful strength here to feel at ease..."

Saying that, a smile appeared on Xia You's face.

But for a moment, his shoulders trembled, and his laughter went from low to high, until it resounded throughout the empty and endless hell.

Xia You felt that he was pretending to be so pussy that no one could match.

No wonder the president is obsessed with the Two-dimensional setting, and the two-dimensional ones can't extricate themselves.

This feeling is really not ordinary.

Just when he had had enough laughing and was ready to go back to sleep.

Behind him came Hayami's deep and magnetic voice.

"You... are not the god of death."

Xia You turned around.

He didn't have the slightest fear, but instead felt a little interest because of the other party's response.

Talking to objects that don’t know how to respond, in the final analysis, is just a kind of self-indulgence, being able to play against people, and the other party can still make such a restored voice——

His nerves that had just calmed down became active again.

He turned and looked over at the man bound to the stool over there.

"Oh? Reaper—"

He held these characters in his mouth, chewed them for a while, and spit out the words with a little interest.

"I'm sorry, it turned out to be the guy in charge of human life and death."

He lowered his head, and when he looked up again, there was a flawless smile on his face.

"That's right, human beings only need to have a great fear of life and death, so there is no need to understand too much."

As he said that, he stopped the footsteps that he was about to leave, turned around, and walked in front of the other party.

"Sorry, isn't it uncomfortable to talk like that? Let me help you out."

Saying so, he stretched out his hand.

It was a specially made restraint to imprison Aizen, logically speaking, there shouldn't be the slightest change.

But when Xia Yu's fingers touched, those things that even Aizen Soyousuke himself had to do nothing about suddenly coiled up and gathered in Xia Yu's palm.

He lowered his head and glanced at the black ball exuding strength, then threw it aside casually, looked at the person in front of him who was sitting on the stool in a black deadly outfit, and put his hands back into his sleeves.

He took a step back, "Since you have spoken, what do you want to say?"

Even facing the male god who slowly stood up, Xia You's expression was as relaxed as ever.

Aizen Soyousuke in front of him patted his arm, as if to disperse the dust wrapped around his body, raised his head, and looked at Xia You with indiscriminate emotions in his eyes.

"Well, it's nothing, I'm just interested in your past..." He smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to Xia You, who was also tall and outstanding in front of him, "Want to be my companion? I'm very optimistic about you."

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This is a banquet.

The door of the banquet hall was slightly opened, and smooth and classical orchestral music came from the door, with deep chatter and laughter, flowing out from the crack of the door.

The two black-clothed teenagers passing by in the corridor outside were tall, one with his hands in his pockets and the other with his hands behind his head, yawning big.

"With a curse spirit of this level... I don't know why Teacher Ye Moth is so worried about letting the two of us come over. It's something that can be done with one hand."

The white-haired boy on one side murmured, sighed, and blew up the strands of hair hanging from his forehead.

He didn't hear the response from the people around him, so he turned his head and took a look, only to see the people around him turn around and look into the crack of the door, with a dazed expression on his face.

Gojo Wu sighed, didn't bother to poke his head, and reached out to grab Xia Youjie's arm, "Don't bother with them, it's just a banquet, there's nothing to see, just a group of people dressed like dogs exchanging benefits over there That's all."

Xia Youjie did not retract his head as Gojo Wu thought, but stared at the door in a daze, and responded in a low voice, "Don't talk, let me take a look..."

With that said, he took another two steps towards the door.

"Hey, what are you doing over there..."

Gojo Satoru paused, his eyes widened slightly.

He also turned sideways and looked in the direction of the crack in the door.

The people inside were indeed as he said, no different from ordinary banquets, with fragrant clothes and shadows, talking and laughing in a low voice, no matter how they usually are, everyone guaranteed their high-quality performance in it.

And what made him pause was one of them, which seemed to be vaguely familiar with fluctuations.

Wujo Wu's six eyes can see the whole world clearly in a trinity.From skin to bone, from mantra to everything.

However, this one in front of me is really too special.

He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the guy inside who was dressed in five cassocks, with loose hair, talking and laughing with a woman opposite him, turned his head and glanced at the people around him as if confirming.

"Xia You, you don't show loyalty, you don't tell me if you have a brother." Gojo Wu complained in a low voice, facing Xia Youjie beside him.

It's just that even if he said that, he still felt vaguely awkward, and felt that this reason could not convince himself at all.

In the next second, Xia Youjie grabbed Gojo Wu's wrist with his backhand.

The veins in his arm bulged slightly, and Gojo Satoru, who was pinched by the strength of his arm that he often practiced boxing, almost let out an embarrassing cry of pain, but Gojo Satoru kept quiet for a rare occasion.

He quietly looked at Xia Youjie in front of him with ice blue eyes, waiting for his follow-up.

And he, a classmate who has known each other for two semesters, is in an unprecedented situation.

His voice was dry and hoarse, and he spoke to Wujo Wutiao.

"I never had a brother."

Turning his head, he looked at Gojo Satoru, "Never."

The eyes of the two met, and Gojo Satoru, who had already seen that this usually calm classmate was not in the right state, was still frantically thinking about words of comfort, when an unusual voice came from inside.

There were chatter, laughter and farewell sounds from inside the door.

Not caring so much, Gojo Wu pulled Xia Youjie and turned around to hide in the corner of the corridor.

Monk shoes stepped out from the door.

The man in the wide five cassocks spoke to the people inside the door as usual.

"There is no need to send each other off, everyone has their own business, please don't take the departure of me, who has nothing to do with it, to heart."

He showed a gentle and convincing smile, nodded to the person inside the door, and closed the door with his hand.

The hustle and bustle in the banquet hall was completely isolated inside the door.

He got up and walked towards the direction Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie came from.

His face is calm and his steps are calm.

Gojo Satoru looked at Xia Youjie.

This classmate, who was one year younger than him and always had his own ideas, didn't respond to his plan at all at this moment, and slightly closed his hands on the wall.

The vocal cords, which had been extraordinarily tense from just now, had no intention of relaxing at all.

"Sorry, Wu, you go back to school first, I need to check the situation."

"What are you talking about?" Gojo Wu retorted in a low voice, before he could say anything, he grabbed Xia Youjie first, "Ah, I'm going upstairs, hurry up, follow up!"

Xia Youjie paused for a moment, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Before he could say anything, Gojo Satoru on the side had already got up and followed, even waving at him at the corner ahead.

Xia Youjie gritted his teeth and followed.

However, just as the two of them went up and followed the person into the room, they heard a sigh from inside the closed door.

"So that's how it is." The deep voice was almost similar to Xia Youjie's.

If there is any difference, it is that Xia Youjie is still in the embarrassing period of changing his voice, while the other party has an adult voice.

"In that case, then, I forgive you."

There was a cry from inside the door.

"Thank you Godfather, thank Godfather, thank Godfather for forgiving my sins."

The person inside the door turned around and paused for a moment at the door.

"But you should understand that cause and effect in the world have definite numbers. After you do these things, you should know that the retribution is not far away."

Another person in the room gave a choked sound, as if stifled.

"I won't bother you anymore."

With that said, he pushed open the door and left the room.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie looked at it with their heads in doubt.

Gojo Satoru asked in a low voice, "Isn't this the guy who was entangled by the curse spirit earlier?"

Xia Youjie responded in a low voice, "Let's follow."

In the time it took for the two of them to speak, the man had already passed the corner of the stairs.

He took out a mobile phone, and his voice was as peaceful as ever, "Have you recorded everything? Officer Takagi."

"Yes, thank you very much."

The male voice was accompanied by the subtle sound of electricity, and it was transmitted to the ears of two sharp-eyed magician college students.

"I have done what I should do to give him peace of mind. Then, please use this evidence to give him the reward he deserves."

"Understood, thank you very much for your cooperation, Master Xia You, please take care of yourself."

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

The people here sighed and almost disappeared into the corridor.

When the two high school students heard the sound of him opening the door, they couldn't sit still and rushed out.

Xia You looked at the two people who appeared in front of him, his face was normal, and he held the door with one hand, "What do you want me for?"

Xia Youjie's breath was unusually scattered.

He took a big mouthful of breath, looked at the five cassocks in front of him, and swallowed his saliva when he looked at the man who was very similar to him in terms of breath, spell power, appearance and voice, but was completely different.

"Who are you?"

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cp blue dye, appeared less in the first few chapters

Preview: This article is very self-indulgent, whether it is the author himself or the protagonist himself