Inhibition Marking Committee

Huan Xiubai stayed at Jinze for a while, the process of casting the spell was simpler and faster than he imagined.But he vaguely knew a fact: the simpler the process, the less restrictive the explanation, and the impact and consequences would be unimaginably large.

This impact may be positive, and it is more likely to directly lead to irreparable negative results.

He has no identity information in Wuliang World, and he avoids busy roads all the way back when he drives, fearing that he will be caught driving without a license by the traffic police.Turned a corner and entered near a newly developed real estate community. Within sight, the traffic lights in the distance suddenly turned 180 degrees, snapped and broke, and flew towards the front windshield.

Huan Xiubai slammed the steering wheel to the side, avoiding the green belt and parked on the side. When he got out of the car, the sky at 11:[-] noon seemed to be covered by a thick curtain, the clouds were dark and red, and the man-eating birds were screaming strangely Hovering around, as the flock of birds rotated, a figure of a man appeared in the center.

"Master Satan." Huan Xiubai leaned against the car door and nodded.

Satan didn't say much, and asked in a stern voice, "Where is my son?"

Huan Xiubai was unable to answer the question.

...the leather jacket...has been taken by him..."Cowell he..."

"My blood tracing confirmed that he is still alive. Why didn't you bring it with you when you came back? I have already returned the mastermind's body to you. According to the agreement, you should bring it back to Keweier in its entirety."

alive?still alive!This may be the best news Huan Xiubai has received recently.Without showing any emotion, he assured Satan, "We'll get it back."

"When?"

"today."

Let's hope the demon's blood tracing is right.

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Xi Mo moved his eyelids back slightly, and the eyeballs rolled under the thin skin. Before opening his eyes completely, he first explored the other half of the quilt: it was empty and cold.

He opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.Along with the recovery of energy, the soreness in the body was fed back overnight, and the flesh and bones were sore and unbearable.Maybe he had similar symptoms before, but he was forcibly ignored by his anxiety to find someone.

The side effects of forcibly using a god-level artifact with a body that has not yet become a god are considered light.In severe cases, the body would explode and die.

Xi Mo put his elbows back on the feather quilt, rubbed his temples twice, and the memories of the middle of the night flowed back one after another.He immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom with slippers on. The corridor was filled with the smell of burnt food. He leaned on the wall and hurriedly turned the corner, bumping his head into a strong chest, and was hugged by someone.

"I just woke up and couldn't wait to throw myself into my arms." The man said quite proudly.

Simo took a step forward, and he subconsciously backed up, sticking his back to the wall, and was stopped by Xi Mohui, who supported the wall with one hand, and lifted his clothes with the other to see how the wound healed.

"It's so exciting to play early in the morning?" Huan Xiubai cooperatively pulled up the corner of the sweater for him to check.

"It's getting late." Xi Mo went back to check and put it down, then raised his eyes and asked, "Where did you go this morning? You didn't report to me."

"Just went out and wandered around. We met Satan and asked us to find him a child." Huan Xiubai dragged him to the restaurant, and Simo returned to the empty lake glazed table, which was full of dishes.

"That's not in a hurry." Xi Mohui sat down calmly, with the attitude of the head of a small family.

Xi Mohui picked up the spoon and tasted the cloud leg porridge, raising his eyebrows strangely.

Huan Xiubai stared at him clearly and reacted, but insisted on pretending to be indifferent, and casually said: "They are all light in taste, you should eat more, we will go out in the afternoon."

Xi Mo returned the spoon to "click" in the small porcelain bowl, and there was a bit of imperceptible surprise in his scrutiny: "You did it?"

Huan Xiubai touched his chin: "Of course she is your good wife."

Simo almost couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said. He squeezed his chopsticks and tasted a few stir-fries, and they all tasted good, not far behind the level of the chefs he has been eating all year round.

Huan Xiubai picked out the meat from the dish and picked it into his bowl, and couldn't help boasting: "Are you surprised? Do you think you got a good deal? These days, who can fight and is willing to cook at home?" Not much more," he gave a thumbs up, with a serious expression of appreciation, "Xi Mohui, you have really good eyesight."

Xi Mo replied proudly: "My vision is naturally high."

Huan Xiubai got the "official" seal verification from him, and suddenly he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and sat on his seat with a smirk at him.

"How did you remember to learn to cook?"

No matter how you look at it, strong omen like Huan Xiubai seem to be living in a rented house by relying on instant noodles and takeaways every day, which is completely incompatible with the scene of washing hands and making soup.

It can even be imagined that the other party is wearing an apron, with tense arm muscles, a serious expression and a heroic "fight" with the frying pan and shovel. While waiting for cooking, he does not forget to take out a cigarette from his pocket and light it on the gas stove, smoking leisurely. After taking a sip, he spit out two smoke rings, which triggered the smoke alarm, and had a violent quarrel with the apartment manager who came to the door to ask for a fine, waving a wooden shovel as a threat——

... No, why did the more I thought about it, the more crooked it became?

Simo recalled this, and inexplicably added: "Our house has an automatic range hood."

"Ah?" Huan Xiubai didn't understand why, so he sniffed, "Is the smell of smoke heavy?"

"No..." Simo coughed back and covered it up, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Oh. This," Huan Xiubai replied honestly, "I thought I would die alone, and I was afraid that MOC would not pay pensions, and I had no money to hire someone to cook. It’s okay, it would be even worse if you fall and become paralyzed, so it’s better to learn how to cook by yourself.”

"...You think too much."

"What you said is true, so I figured it out later. I exchanged the saved wedding funds for the coffin book, and I can live for a few years."

...What kind of figured this out? !

Xi Mohui was about to speak to him, but Huan Xiubai changed the subject and said to him, "But it's different now. I have to take care of you, and I can't mess around."

Simo ironed in his heart, feeling very relieved that this person finally changed his sex and realized how foolish he was before, "It's good that you can think so."

Huan Xiubai smiled: "I will change too."

He has changed.He lied to Seamus.

Xi Mohui was in a good mood. After eating first, he stood up and went into the room. After a while, he came out with the medical kit.Seeing that he was about to get up, Huan Xiubai pressed his shoulders back to the armchair, "Sit still."

Alpha carefully removed the gauze on the back of Huan Xiubai's neck, and when he saw the gouged-out wound again, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken—the attack was too ruthless, too straightforward.

Huan Xiubai turned his head and reminded: "Wear gloves." Otherwise, you will touch his blood.

"You don't need to remind me." Simo gently poked his cheek with his fingers tightly wrapped in plastic gloves, telling him to turn back obediently.

He carefully cut off the rotten flesh at the edge of the suture, silently used the spell of tissue regeneration, and carefully observed the wound, but found that it had no effect.

...Obviously, it was still useful in the wasteland world at that time.

This body, which has been destroyed internally by others, has undergone tremendous and irreparable changes.

Xi Mohui looked at the little marks on the edge of the wound again. It was the only small part of his tooth marks left. At this moment, it was also deformed and distorted due to the fusion of the skin. It was stained with the yellow-brown potion and became It was ugly.

But this fool, who also likes to show off his teeth marks flatteringly, is simply less calm than the young man who was just marked at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

But Seamus liked the way he looked awkward when facing himself.Straightforward, flustered, helpless, disordered breathing, dilated pupils, rapid heartbeat, stumbling but firm steps.

People who don't love you are more than capable, they are perfect in every aspect, and they are perfect in every way. If they deal with it properly, there will be no mistakes.

It's only because I like you that I'm clumsy and stupid, and show you this unadorned side without scruple and unconsciously.

Simo leaned back and pressed the kiss lightly on the missing gland. Omega was keenly aware of it, raised his head and looked at him backwards, was grabbed by Xi Mohui's hair, took a deep breath, bit his thick lips, and said bitterly: "Don't do this next time."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, and added with a grunt: "Not for me."

Huan Xiubai leaned on the back of the chair, leaned up and grabbed Xi Mohui's forearm, and pulled him down, "Ximohui, let's go."

"Where?"

"Escape from Wuliang Town." The outsider smiled.

"You have to stay for treatment."

Huan Xiubai said confidently, "You will cure me, won't you? No matter where it is."

Faced with such trust, Simo remained silent.Excessively entangled emotions rushed out of the shackles, and many regrets were shaken out from the interweaving of fantasy and reality. Different scenes gradually emerged in front of his eyes, against the handsome face in front of him, and crushed his hard-earned reason.

So, he returned to the small iron window invisibly, holding the rough hand of his dying lover, with a sore throat, he agreed with a sob: "Okay, I'll go with you."

An hour later, Simo returned to sit in the big truck with wheels speeding, looking out with his face propped up.

When the car drove to the plateau area with thousands of ravines, Huan Xiubai turned on the car stereo, and violently beating notes came out of the small iron box, vibrating loudly in the eardrums.He was in high spirits, his blood was boiling, and he drove the behemoth, carrying his little lover to the edge of the world.

There is a cliff in front of you.

Simo glanced back at Omega's slamming on the gas pedal, but said nothing.He opened a car window, and the cold wind squeezed in, brushing his silver hair messily.

The heart is beating and beating, throwing away all the tense nerves, leaving only you and me.

Crazy, he and Huan Xiubai, both of them are completely crazy.

"Sit still!" Huan Xiubai shouted happily, and the truck flew out of the land in response, drew a heavy arc, and flew towards the bottom of the ravine.

In the process of falling, regardless of gravity, he lost his sight and turned his eyes upside down. The man steadily lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers, and leaned it against the car window. Seeing Alpha calmly pulling up his hair, he lazily sighed like a jerk: "It's a fairy day~"

The bottom of the cliff suddenly churned and bulged out a huge hole in time and space, swallowing the truck and the two of them like flowing black mud, and transporting them to another world.

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I've been too busy recently, so I quickly coded a sweeter one when I have time.

If you want to see sweeter ones, you can go to the cod nest in Zhalang. In the past two days, I just got a few thousand words of little widow Meimei x Huan Erbai’s sweet pure sugar episode. Fairy godmothers who haven’t watched it can eat it~

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Thank you fairies for your persistence~

感谢在2019-12-0322:12:23~2019-12-0622:21:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast mines: Said Ai Zhehua, No. 1 Taotao Oolong ovo, Chi Chi, [-] piece of sweet wine and fruit milk sauce;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: there are 3 bottles of eggs in the toilet;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!