One person forms a group, the person setting is reversed

"So, Xia You, you didn't tell me on purpose before?" the real person said sullenly, the twisted sutures seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow under the shadow of the parasol.

"You can't blame me." Xia Youjie said with a half-smile, "I also wanted to protect you. It was a white lie."

The real person raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "What do you mean?"

The old god Xia Youjie lay down, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said in a lazy tone: "Give up, that Nazaki won't like you. Besides, you happen to be the type he hates the most."

"He?" Daoist caught the key word.

Xia Youjie hummed softly through his nose, "Miss Nazaki you mentioned is male."

In fact, it makes no difference to real people whether the other party is male or female. Real people are magic spirits and non-human beings after all. There is no gender distinction in their world.

The reason why I am surprised now is just because I always thought it was a woman before.

Human beings have so many troubles.

The attitudes towards men and women are different, and we must prescribe the right medicine.

The real person has done a female strategy, but now he is told that the muse is a male.

Isn't this a waste of effort?

Besides, what do you mean he is the type that the muse hates?

Masato felt dissatisfied, and said unhappily: "You know Nazaki very well? You know he won't like me."

Immediately change the name, the real person has always been very knowledgeable, no matter what aspect it is.

Xia Youjie was not annoyed by the real person's resistance and resentment, and said leisurely: "I have met many people, and I have a unique way of seeing people. Unfortunately, your character and style are definitely the kind that Nazaki hates. Nazaki has a temper Not very good, I advise you not to go up and ask for trouble."

In fact, according to Xia Youjie's temperament, he would not kindly remind the real person not to approach Naizaki Ye Qiangwei to seek death.

But it's all about planning.

The real person is still useful at present and cannot be folded.

"Xia You, you are always so careful in doing things, you can't be careful." The real person stabbed Xia Youjie in a normal tone, got up and walked to the door leading to the outside world.

It looked like he was going out.

The smile on Xia Youjie's face remained unchanged, but his eyes turned cold.

It's hard to persuade the goddamn ghost.

Bunch of trash!

The real person didn't leave for too long, the door was opened again, and a young man with snowy hair came in.

Xia Youjie looked up, but didn't speak.

The young man came straight over, and stretched out his fist in front of Xia Youjie with his right hand.

Xia Youjie sat up intimately and opened his palm.

The young man loosened his fist, and a finger fell vertically according to Newton's theorem, and fell into Xia Youjie's palm.

Xia Youjie put away Su Nuo's fingers, then couldn't help but look at the young man with a cold expression and a small and delicate face beside him, and couldn't help saying with emotion: "You are still reliable, Limei."

The young man gave Xia Youjie an inexplicable look, squinted his eyes, and said, "What?"

Seeing Limei's suspicion and disgust, Xia Youjie choked up in his heart, and replied with a normal expression: "It's nothing."

After all, this is still in the realm of the curse spirit, Xia Youjie can't act too malicious towards the curse spirit, so he can only lightly expose this topic.

Li Mei didn't know why Xia Youjie suddenly went crazy, and he didn't care what Xia Youjie thought, as long as Xia Youjie and him had a common goal: resurrect Su Nuo.

He could barely work with Xia Youjie.

"Su Nuo has collected ten fingers." Limei's voice was as cold as his face, and it sounded as if the chill had been quenched like winter.

Xia Youjie responded, lay back on the beach chair, let out a hache lazily, and continued: "There are three more in the world of magic, and four that have not been found. There are seven in total...the time is not up." Many, we have to find the remaining Su Nuo fingers at Wujo Wu's side. And how many Su Nuo fingers can the knotweed Yuren bear... It doesn't matter, just feed him all the brains at that time."

Li Mei was noncommittal, finding the strength of that lord as soon as possible, and completely resurrecting that lord, was his purpose of walking in this world.

No matter what the intermediate process is, as long as the result can be achieved, it doesn't matter.

Lowering his eyes, the white eyelashes concealing the brewing emotions in his eyes, Limei had a rough idea of ​​the next step in his mind.

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The three-day sister exchange meeting (with one day off in between) ended, Aoi Todo boarded the bus and set foot on the way back to school with a feeling of reluctance for her brother Yuzu Yuhito.

Knotweed Youruhito also had tears in his eyes, those who didn't know thought he was also reluctant to let go of Dongtang Aoi.

But the fact is that he was moved.

God, I finally got rid of Dongtang!God knows that in the past two days, he was almost driven crazy by Dongtang Aoi's enthusiasm!

On the second day after the end of the exchange meeting, the college was in class as usual.

There is another pair of desks and chairs in the classroom.

In less than a month, the number of first-year students has increased by three, and now there are a total of six!Completely broke the number of students that have always been——

Refers to a grade.

Because the current rows are a bit crowded, the new tables and chairs are placed in the second row.

Afterwards, feeling uncomfortable, Gojo Satoru simply divided into two rows.

The current order of tables and chairs is the first row: Hu Dingfu, the second row: Ji Dinghu.

Lunch break at noon, cafeteria.

The scene that Katsuobu Youruhito didn't want to see the most was staged before his eyes again.

Originally, he wanted to make complaints with Nagasaki Wild Rose on the same front and establish a revolutionary friendship (mistake), but Nagasaki Wild Rose is not in a good spirit, and often looks at the other her (him?) in a daze, and doesn't know what she is looking at.

Fu Heihui is so big, nothing has been seen before, and his psychological quality is extremely strong.So he was able to watch Kizaki Wild Rose feed Knotweed Yuren rice without changing his face and mood.

The atmosphere between the two was too harmonious, and the danger on them was unknowingly eliminated.

But Fu Heihui will never forget how fierce these two are.

In the afternoon class, Gojo Satoru raised his mouth, explaining that tomorrow the high school will have a physical examination—the nickname is: the annual physical examination of the high school.

Forget about the others, how can Fu Heihui not know?Gaozhuan has a fart for the annual physical examination. I am afraid that Gojo Satoru has made a cover-up to check the bodies of Knotaba Yuhito and Kizaki Yeqiangwei in another world.

But the family is clear in heart, and Fu Heihui won't dig out Wutiaowu's bottom, it's unnecessary.

Wouldn't those who have read the information know that there is no so-called annual physical examination in the college?

Of course he knew.

But he doesn't say...

People on both sides have their own ghosts, and the blue bird flow is as calm as the wind.

It's just a physical examination, he's not afraid of it.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky of murder and arson (cross out).

Qingniaoliu controlled the two vests to sleep in the dormitory, then returned to the spiritual space, opened the vest interface, and clicked on Xia Youjie with a calm expression.

It's almost time, it's time to put on a new vest...

With heavy panting and a beating heartbeat, a young woman in business attire covered her mouth and stuffed herself into the narrow gap behind her as much as possible, as if doing so would give her a sense of security.

This is a corner.

The walls on both sides were gray and cold. The street lamps must have been short-circuited.

Tonight is cloudy and the sky is especially dark.

Especially on the roads in the old district where few people pass by, the street lights here have long been aging, and six out of ten are good, which is not bad.But five of these six are in the stage of not bad.

At this moment, Kumiko Imamura regretted that she did not choose to take a taxi home in order to save money, but hesitated for a while, and planned to take a shortcut to go home.

She also knows that this road is remote and rarely used by people.But maybe today she had dinner and drank some wine, which gave her the courage to walk on a road that she didn't dare to walk before.

Then, she hit a ghost.

Imamura Kumiko thought that everything that happened now was a dream, but she knew it was not a dream.

In the dark, there is a monster who wants to kill her...

The reason why this monster didn't kill her immediately was because it played with her like a toy.

Kumiko Imamura was angry in her heart, but more of it was fear and fear. She was exhausted now, and her body was covered with large and small scratches, most of which were scratched by herself, and a small part was cut by monsters.

The wound made by the monster is different from other wounds. The flesh and blood there are black and rotten. Anyone who doesn't know medicine can tell that it is poisoned.

Imamura Kumiko also shouted for help, but no one responded to her. After that, she couldn't run out no matter how much she ran, and kept circling in the same place. Imamura Kumiko knew that she must be a ghost hitting the wall.

Kumiko Imamura, who had nothing to do, fell into despair, thinking that she might not survive tonight.

"Whoosh-"

A ghost howling like a sharp cry, or the sound of the wind... Kumiko Imamura's face lost all blood when it came from far and near.

She knew that the monster was coming.

And she has no way out.

Imamura Kumiko's teeth were chattering, her eyes were staring in fear, her heart was filled with desolation.

Thinking about how hard it was for her to graduate from university, she spent a lot of effort and her parents' relationship to find a good job. It's only been two years, and she is about to die in Huangquan. She is really not reconciled!

If she was going to be killed by that invisible monster today, she would have to take revenge even if she turned into a ghost!

Imamura Kumiko thought angrily, opened her eyes wide, vowing to see the monster that was about to kill her clearly.

Even though she can't see at all...

Eh?

Huge footprints, exactly the same as the frog's flippers, stepped on the ground, and there was a strong smell of water in the air.

Imamura Kumiko suddenly felt an inexplicable slippery hallucination, and goose bumps appeared on her body.

She saw it.

What it is?

Kumiko Imamura's face changed drastically, and she forced herself to suppress the scream in her throat.

I saw a monster with dark green skin, bulging eyes, and a kappa-like image slowly walking towards her.

This monster is thin and small, but its feet and stomach are surprisingly big, and its eyes are like chameleons. Kumiko Imamura loses all courage when facing him.

Oh my god... what kind of look is this?

All the evil thoughts in the world must be in these eyes.

Kumiko Imamura finally couldn't bear it any longer, her mind went blank, her legs went limply along the wall, and she sat slumped on the ground.

die, die, die...

she is dying...

Just when Imamura Kumiko twitched the corner of her mouth and showed a smile that was about to cry, a faint scent of sandalwood suddenly penetrated into her nose.

Immediately afterwards, the ethereal bell rang, but the source of the bell could not be heard, and even the direction could not be found.It was as if it was emanating from her side, it was terribly close.

But Kumiko Imamura didn't feel afraid. On the contrary, the fear in her heart seemed to be soothed by a pair of invisible hands, and Kumiko Imamura gradually regained her calm.

At the same time, the green-skinned monster in front suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then its body exploded, blood and flesh spraying everywhere.

But the strange thing is that very quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the flesh and blood gradually disappeared, like pencil marks rubbed off by an eraser...

Imamura Kumiko murmured that she was saved subconsciously, and her consciousness was in a trance for a while. When she came to her senses, there was a person standing in the place where the kappa monster was just now.

The man turned his wrist slightly, as if making a hook?

Kumiko Imamura is not sure.

She looked at the man vigilantly, biting her lip subconsciously.

nice guy?bad guy?

Kumiko Imamura was in a state of disarray, she had experienced too much in just one hour, she was in a tense state and might collapse at any time.

The restless heart calmed down again.

It smells like sandalwood.

reassuring...

Kumiko Imamura's eyes were lost.

At this time, the dark cloud was finally pushed away by the wind, revealing the moon behind it.

The silver light sprinkled down, illuminating the dark road.

Kumiko Imamura saw the man turn around bit by bit... The moonlight kissed the gentle and handsome face of the man. He was dressed in black, but he didn't look vicious at all, but full of compassion, which made her feel a burst of pain in her heart immediately. Aggrieved, the corners of the mouth curled down, the eye sockets flushed, and he opened his mouth to cry.