The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Huh? Uh, it's all right."

After Cuixiang's confusion just now, Wu Ye finally understood the real intention of Xingxiong Yongyi to give him the altar of wine just now. Speaking of which, he is sitting here safely now, thanks to Cuixiang's blessing.

Thinking about it this way, I don't really mind what I just got drunk on, but...

"Oops, that's the letter paper I want to hand over to you..."

Wu Ye looked at the letter paper on the ground that was turned into shreds by Xingxiong Yongyi's anger with some headaches. Can this thing be glued and read?

"Hey, who told you to play with Yongyi like that."

"Hey, don't frame me! I just didn't understand at all, okay?"

"Okay, that's as good as that."

Ignoring Wu Ye's justification, Cuixiang sat cross-legged on the ground, first poured the wine from the gourd down her throat, and then said lightly:

"It's just a piece of paper, don't mind it, I don't need to look at it to know what Zi wants to say."

Thank you, Bifang Lurenjun, the wind sees the ink marks, the reward

Chapter 27 Professional strikers need to hide from their own attacks!

"you know?"

Wu Ye looked at Cuixiang with a strange expression on his face. If Cuixiang knew what Zi wanted her to do, wouldn't it be a waste of time for me as a messenger?

No, judging by this rhythm, Zi must have secretly set something up for herself!

"Well, it's nothing more than some arrangements for the war on the moon. If you guess it, you know it must be something like letting my ghost clan go to the vanguard."

Cuixiang drank the fine wine calmly, with an expression of knowing Yakumozi's thoughts like the palm of his hand.

"What, is it just this?"

Wu was also a little disappointed, he thought there was something confidential written on it, and he wanted to deliver it on letter paper.

"What else is it? How about I glue it up and show you."

Cuixiang glanced at Takeya, and then stretched out her hand to lightly stroke the debris on the ground, only to see that pieces of broken pages were quickly gathered together, and returned to the appearance before being crushed by Hoshiguma Yuki.

This is the ability of Cuixiang - the ability to manipulate the degree of density and density.

Cuixiang can control the density of all things in the world. She can freely control the density of all things. She can gather or disperse things arbitrarily. If the density becomes thinner, things will turn into mist. On the contrary, increasing the density will make things generate high temperature.

She can use this ability to atomize herself into a demon mist, or enlarge her body to the size of a hill.

She can even use this ability to bring people together, and as long as it involves density, she can manipulate it, whether it is an object or a concept.

Thinking about it carefully, this is also an extremely terrifying ability, but now Wu Ye only thinks that if Cuixiang is allowed to work in the maintenance factory, he may be able to build a maintenance empire, and he has already thought up the advertising words——

Only you can't break it, and I can't fix it!

However, this idea fell through before it could be implemented.

"Ah, something seems wrong."

Cuixiang tilted her head, looked at the clean sheet of paper in her hand, and smiled slightly awkwardly:

"Uh, why is the word missing? Could it be that Zi forgot to write it?"

"..."

Hearing Cuixiang's words, Wu Ye's mouth twitched silently, and he knew that this was definitely impossible. There was only one possibility for the words on the letter paper to disappear, and that was caused by Cuixiang's ability.

Her ability can make all things gather or disperse, so the letter paper changed from a shredded state back to paper, but the words disappeared, probably because they were separated too thoroughly just now, so they became like this when they gathered together.

But it's not surprising, after all, what Cuixiang manipulates is sparseness and density, and he didn't say that the separated objects must be assembled back intact. This kind of thing still depends on Yakumozi's realm monster.

"Forget it, it must not be an important matter anyway, otherwise why would it be delivered on letter paper."

"Did you say the opposite?"

Wu Ye's eyes seemed to be looking at a zero-lower-limit immorality:

"Isn't it because the matter is very important, so it is specially written on the letter paper?"

"No Road Race!"

"..."

Probably because she couldn't bear to look at Wu Ye's subtle eyes, Cuixiang hurriedly turned the letter paper that had been restored to its original state into a pile of waste, and forcibly brushed over the incident.

"Ahem! Anyway, Wu Ye, don't pay attention to these details, we still have important things to do."

"oh, I see."

No matter how you look at it, Cuixiang's behavior is no different from that of a tsundere kid who got into trouble and desperately throws the blame away.

"Wait, something important?"

With a bad premonition in his heart, Wu Ye asked:

"What's important? Didn't I just come to deliver a letter?"

Wu Ye had a strange expression, and so did Cuixiang. She put down the wine gourd in her hand in a daze, and said puzzledly:

"Did Zi not tell you anything?"