After being scummed by four men

He Zecheng planned to go back to the Panxing Sect to find his followers, that is, the group of boys and girls who had been given the power of the spell.

Yes, they were not executed by the higher-ups after the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk a year ago, but returned to the Panxing Sect under Xia Youjie's help, and have lived there ever since.

The reason why He Zecheng can be sure that they are not dead is that his curse identity is still stable, and the body of the flesh has not collapsed, which shows that those "contractors", those who are forced to praise his name must still be alive.

In view of the unreliability of Gojo Satoru and the others, He Zecheng decided to return to the Panxing Sect to retrieve the power that truly belonged to him.

It was early in the morning when He Zecheng set off, and the sky was about to dawn. In the clear and hazy sky, He Zecheng quietly went downstairs, looked around, and found that there was no one around. Pair of black wings.

He Zecheng's expression became a little relaxed, the wings had just opened, and he was about to flap his wings to fly to the sky, but suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, He Zecheng was startled, and the carefully condensed wings scattered uncontrollably up.

He Zecheng was hugged from behind, and the much taller figure immediately covered him tightly, and the arms around his waist were like cast iron, making He Zecheng a little out of breath Come.

"Fu, Fu Heisher?!" He Zecheng felt the prickly hair poking his neck in panic, his brain was in chaos.

"Cheng, where are you...going?" Fu Heisher whispered in He Zecheng's ear, his eyes staring at the cloud lines in the sky, his consciousness fell into a cold trance, and his heart kept sinking and sinking.

He Zecheng didn't speak, just bit his lip and punched his arm hard, but the strength of his trembling could make people feel how scared he was.

Fu Heisher twitched the corners of his lips. He just thought it was ridiculous. The "Lord of Evil" who could be compared with the two-faced Su Nuo was afraid of him?

He Zecheng didn't say a word, and struggled tremblingly, but it wasn't the kind of fear that Fu Heisher understood.

He just felt those overly hot feelings hitting his heart, and he, who was heartbroken to death, couldn't understand it.

It's just an instinctive fear, an instinctive avoidance, and I always feel that if I can really understand, something uncontrollable will happen.

"Let go of me, or I'm really going to do it!" He Zecheng gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

Gradually, amidst the panic he couldn't understand, a kind of anger from being ashamed of this cowardice quietly rose in his heart, which made He Zecheng's whole temperament cool down.

"Move, hand?" Fu Heisher paused every word, fell silent for a while, then laughed frivolously, "Then you just do it."

His frivolous tone couldn't hide the sorrowful anger, which made He Zecheng, who was inexplicably angry now, seem to be provoked, and his words became even more cruel:

"Fuhesher, who do you think you are? A mere human being is worthy to take care of my affairs?"

"But I just want to take care of it, so what can you do?" Fu Heisher said in his ear with a light tone and a smile.

While speaking, he inserted his fingers forcefully between He Zecheng's fingers, clasped his fingers together, and pressed him against the wall.

However, Fu Heisher's eyes dimmed after making such a strong move.

Ten years ago, in the racetrack.

Kong Shiyu looked at the result off the field clearly, stood up with his knees propped up, and said in a relaxed tone:

"I said it a long time ago, you are not suitable for picking up pies that fall from the sky? Have you forgotten?"

Fu Heisher crumpled up the paper coupon in his hand, with a displeased expression on his face:

"you shut up."

Kong Shiyu shrugged indifferently, lit a cigarette, and said vaguely while lighting:

"I really don't understand you. You keep losing, your gambling luck is always bad, and you still prefer to gamble. It's strange..."

Fu Heisher lowered his head, put his elbows on his legs and said nothing.

Now Fu Heisher lost again, and lost completely.

The worst part is that this time he even exported his sincerity.

The guy in front of him, Fu Heisher lowered his eyes, looking at the top of He Zecheng's hair, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips, the guy in front of him, he has no heart at all.

He really lost everything this time.

"Cheng, do you think it's inexplicable that I fell in love with you?" Fu Heisher lowered his head, put his lips on the top of He Zecheng's hair, and said hoarsely.

"Do you think I'm a complete fool?"

He Zecheng bit his lip, pressed his cheek against the wall, and didn't speak, the mixed sourness flooded his heart again.

He couldn't understand what kind of emotion it was that could make his shattered and dead heart beat like a new life, like a living human being.

This feeling made him involuntarily want to escape.

"That's enough, Fu Heisher, let's stop here," He Zecheng closed his eyes, and said softly, "This is the end of everything."

"Let's part like this."

As He Zecheng spoke, he suppressed those feelings that wanted to make him strange, and at the same time, the sense of urgency to regain the power of the Panxing Cult surged into his heart again.

It will be dawn in more than an hour, and as expected, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie will definitely come to him, and if they run into each other, he will definitely be unable to leave.

However, this sentence completely defeated Fuheshier.

Fuheshier raised his head, trying to stop the soreness that surged up to his eyes and nasal cavity, the tingling pain in his heart spread like a spider web, then he lowered his head again, pulled the muscles on his lower cheeks, squeezed There was a frivolous smile.

"Really? Then, let's separate." Fu Heisher's tone was loose, but when he spoke, he paused unnaturally like a sob.

His voice sounded very relaxed, beyond He Zecheng's expectation, with a kind of frivolity like a playboy playing ticket.

Although he was a little surprised at Fu Heisher's unexpected ease of talking, He Zecheng still breathed a sigh of relief. He struggled to get Fu Heisher to hold his hand, but was pressed even tighter against the wall in confusion.

"Fu Heisher?" He Zecheng frowned and reminded him.

However, as soon as the words fell, the pinna of the ear was lightly licked. It felt like a feather brushed gently over the atrium, and He Zecheng's face suddenly burned.

"Hello!" He Zecheng was a little ashamed and angry.

But a broad hand slowly withdrew from the hem of the shirt tucked around his waist, and then the palm slid to the front along his waistline, and slowly opened the buckle of the belt.

There was a crisp sound of metal bouncing in the air.

He Zecheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly pressed him with the loosened hand, and then shouted angrily:

"Voheshel!"

"Hush—" Fu Heisher interrupted him, kissed the back of his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop talking, let me..."

"Let me hug you one last time."

He Zecheng's face was burning hot, he pinched the back of his hand fiercely, and said in a trembling voice:

"I don't want it, let me go!"

Warm breath sprayed on He Zecheng's skin, Fu Heisher seemed to smile at the back of his neck, his voice was low, as if he was flirting:

"...just as you agreed."

He Zecheng was pressed against the wall by Fu Heisher's hands clasped, his cheek pressed against the cold wall, his sweaty blond hair hanging down in front of his eyes, covering his distracted eyes, the sound of his red lips opening and closing, only It would force Fuhesher to treat him more viciously.

"Hush——" Fu Heisher suddenly lowered his head, pecked and kissed his half-dressed shoulder, and reminded him with a chuckle, "Hush, this is a dormitory for boys. Besides us, there are three brats." Live in this building."

"Don't wake them up."

The two of them are now lingering vaguely at the entrance of the dark corridor, the atmosphere is very gloomy, making people immerse themselves in ecstasy.

However, because of this reminder, He Zecheng quickly reacted:

It's Youruhito, Fushiguro Megumi and Yoshino Junpei!

As a curse, He Zecheng shouldn't be shy, but inexplicably, he clenched his teeth subconsciously, but Fu Heisher suddenly became wicked and deliberately teased him.

Thin choked sobs leaked out uncontrollably from between He Zecheng's lips and teeth, making his eyes flush with anxiety. Just when he was at a loss, Fu Heisher turned his head away with a sneer, and looked away from behind. Kissed him, and blocked all his crying between her lips and teeth...

The sky gradually brightened, and He Zecheng had already left Gaozhuan, and quickly went to Panxingjiao.

In the end, Fu Heisher let him go.

Fu Heisher once again returned to the lazy look he had when he first met him, as if he didn't care about everything.

He finally kissed He Zecheng fiercely, looked at him deeply, said "Don't forget me" in a low voice, then turned around and left gracefully.

He Zecheng was confused.

Inexplicably, He Zecheng felt the emptiness of his broken heart, and the strange feeling made He Zecheng a little irritable.

He Zecheng fluttered his wings and flew towards the Panxing Sect, while uncontrollably looking back at the direction Fu Heisher left.

This kind of behavior is also inexplicable, which made He Zecheng unable to understand, and made him more irritable.

Fuheshier... what a weirdo!He Zecheng said angrily in his heart.

With him around, everything would go wrong.

Fortunately, now that he has finally left him, he must be able to return to normal soon.

He Zecheng comforted himself in his heart.

I don't know how long it has passed, He Zecheng finally saw the Panxing Sect's building from a distance by Chengfeng, and he couldn't help but relax a lot.

Because the sky was already dark, He Zecheng couldn't fly in the sky so arrogantly anymore, so he had to land on the ground and finish the last short distance.

But when he was about to feel the Panxing Cult, He Zecheng suddenly felt the strength in his body weakened suddenly, which made his face change suddenly - something happened to the boys and girls who contracted with him.

An accident happened to Pan Xing Sect.

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