[Comprehensive] Magic changes the world

On this day, Qiu Zhi, who was alone, came to Tianzhaoyuan again, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the setting sun, but there was no warmth in her heart, and the breeze was cool by her side.

"Master..." Dong Xiang appeared behind Qiu Zhi like a ghost.

Dong Xiang hasn't come to see her for a long time, and it seems that there are always important things to deal with, but this time, is there any important thing involving her, the symbolic patriarch?Although this was originally a trap set by Qiuzhi to corrupt Aizen Soyousuke, but when the power was really gradually lost in his hands, the soft and cute girl also felt extremely upset.

The corner of Qiu Zhi's mouth curled into a mocking smile, "What's the matter?"

"The person who kidnapped the head of the family before, the boy from the Far West Continent——Jie Fulishi, wants to see you."

Xiaojie has always been poor, white, and a commoner. In the Ulubian Continent, he still has a hunter certificate to gain respect and convenience. In the Neon Continent, he is really just a poor family. How can he be qualified to trouble the elite consultant Dong Xiang? , and also asked the head of the underworld to meet him in person.Qiu Zhi frowned, and then seemed to have figured out something.

"Why should he see him whenever he wants? What benefits did you receive?" Qiu Zhi thought of those dark times, and she didn't feel any pity in her heart, and she didn't want to see the blackened Xiaojie's face at all.In her heart, it was just a demon.To this day, when she hears that name, she still has the illusion of greasy lips rolling over the city, making her resentful and sick.

Dong Xiang didn't hide it, and knelt down on one knee to confess, "I'm sorry, my parents, one of the world's seven beauties, 'Colorful Egg', is in his hands."

One of the seven beauties in the world, colorful eggs - neon dream?Indeed, it is an extremely cherished item, and what is even more cherished is the key to the box weapon warehouse hidden in it.For the underworld, arms power is power and money.

"I see." She straightened her clothes and looked calm.

Regardless of whether Qiuzhi is a puppet or not, whether she likes it or not, this matter is so serious that she cannot be willful.Under the guidance of Dong Xiang, she came to Tokyo Metropolitan Otsuka Hospital, where she met the long-lost boy.The boy had changed so much that Qiuzhi could hardly recognize him. She opened her eyes wide and called out in doubt, "Jie?"

Is this really Xiaojie?

The plain white hair, even the hedgehog head could not be maintained, drooping on the side of the face.The skin color is no longer a healthy wheat color, but has become a little pale.The body returned to the appearance of 12 years old, just a child...

Qiuzhi originally loved and hated Xiaojie, but at this moment all the love and hatred faded away before death.He was so weak and pitiful, even his eyes were like water, carrying the weakness and longing of a person trekking through the desert.

Hearing the call, Xiaojie opened his eyes, which turned into light amber.An illusory smile bloomed on his weak face, like a person who has been walking in the dark for a long time saw the light, "You are finally here..."

He tried to sit up, but failed.A person who was so strong before was as weak as a brittle leaf in front of the disease, vulnerable to a single blow.

Seeing Xiaojie like this, Qiu Zhi was at a loss for a moment, and the cursing, cursing and sarcastic taunts he had prepared were useless.For some reason, she was even very sad, her heart was heavy, like a lotus leaf full of summer rain, about to fall.

Not long ago, Qiuzhi wanted to kill him and then quickly, only hated that he didn't die sooner and disturbed her innocence, seeing him like this with her own eyes, she couldn't say any cruel words.

She vaguely remembered the close relationship with this young man on the Greedy Continent, and those simple and beautiful times. All the pictures were dim and hazy, like old photos after being soaked by the flood.The unpleasant details are filtered by the brain, and what remains is gorgeous.

It seems that there is no longer rebellion, rupture, escape, and imprisonment between them, only the shining eyes of hugging, snuggling, warming and smiling at each other.

Qiuzhi remembers that albinism is hereditary, and it is impossible for Xiaojie to suddenly become albino, unless the world has... She thought of a terrible idea and dared not continue to think about it.She sat by Xiaojie's bed, gently stroking his plain white hair.In an instant, the dying man glowed with brilliant light, as if he was resurrected from the ashes.

"What kind of disease is this?" She couldn't help asking.She prayed in her heart that everything was not what she thought.

"The doctor said it was a 'white curse'."

Curse in vain, curse in vain, a simple noun, but it hits Qiu Zhi like a wave.Her illusion was shattered.

What exactly is going on?Is this world actually a derivative of the Gintama drama version?Why is there a white curse?Is that man who is sometimes tyrant and sometimes gentle is the bottom boss?Will he be killed by the righteous silver time travel through time and space?A series of questions weighed her down.

At such a time, Qiuzhi is most concerned about the life and death of her silver sauce.I don't know if Silver Sauce cares about her life or death.

This virus attacks indiscriminately. It seems that people with weak constitutions will be infected. The main characters in the original book are only infected by Miao.Qiu Zhi, who is good at exercising but still belongs to the lower-middle class, will definitely be in danger in the future, and it will inevitably be a little bit sad.

But... Xiaojie, as the protagonist of the boy manga, is still a darkened version, so he must not be weak?How could it be tricked?

Seeing that Qiu Zhi was in a daze, Xiaojie reluctantly tugged at the hem of her spotless clothes to bring her back to her senses.

Qiu Zhi was in a trance, and finally refocused her eyes on the sickly white-haired boy's face, and couldn't help asking, "How long has it been?"

"There are still two weeks." Xiaojie seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with others.He seldom had any happiness in his life, only at the moment of murder and the moment of blood splashing on his body did he feel a little alive.What is the difference between being dead and being alive?Xiaojie couldn't figure it out.He pursed his lips, his eyes dimmed.

Qiu Zhi couldn't think of how to comfort him, so he could only say for a while, "Maybe there is a way."

Xiaojie shook his head with a miserable smile, and asked abruptly, "Will you forgive me?"

"meeting."

Qiu Zhi's voice was already a little choked up.It's not that she hasn't seen death before, Xiaojie always killed people casually before, and let her see all kinds of miserable ways of death, but she didn't feel touched at this moment. After all, this is a person she used to get along with day and night. The character that appeared in front of her, it felt like seeing a precious and beautiful diamond shatter.

"Will the gods forgive me?"

will not.

Any religion will regard "Thou shalt not kill" as an important doctrine, and no god will forgive him for murdering like hemp.But Qiuzhi still nodded emphatically, and said firmly, "Yes?"

This was an extremely obvious lie, but it became real because of her earnestness and the tears in the corners of her eyes.Xiaojie was startled, and then laughed, like the dim sunlight of a solar eclipse, "Since it's what the nun sister said, it must be true!"

I am not a nun.

Qiu Zhi couldn't correct it, because of the faint light in the boy's eyes.

"Sister Nun..." Xiaojie called him just like he did at the beginning, with a forced and cowardly smile, "Can you hug me?"

Without hesitation, Qiuzhi bent down to protect the boy on the sick bed, because of the girl's strength, the boy's upper body was slightly detached from the bed.The boy stretched out his arms and hugged the girl, like a drowning man embracing driftwood.

His fingertips were sharp, and his nails were ironed with steel to make Death's Blade.As long as he drilled through the girl's thin and slender back, he could crush that throbbing heart that didn't belong to him.

Xiaojie is an out-and-out devil, and the logic of the devil is, if you like it, take it all to hell and enjoy it...

Just when Xiaojie was about to make a move, he suddenly felt cold and wet in the pit of his neck.

It is said that tears of joy are hot, tears of sorrow are cold, but what he felt was the coldness penetrating into the bone marrow.

One drop, two drops, tears like rain...

"I'm the one who's going to die, why are you crying?" Xiaojie smiled slightly, his tone unclear whether it was ridicule or confusion.

Because you have worked so hard in this life, you have hardly enjoyed any happiness, and your life is full of ugly and ugly things.

Killers don't understand the value of life, because they haven't really lived, they haven't carefully appreciated the beauty of the world and the warmth of people's hearts, but only felt the coldness of this world and the ugliness of people's hearts.

And this young man who has never enjoyed or experienced anything is about to die.why?

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Qiu Zhi apologized while crying.

"Why do you... apologize?" Xiaojie was stunned, his false smile evaporated like water, and became indifferent and cold, "It's not your fault."

I was born on the evil and barren Whale Island. That was my original sin, and it also doomed my life to misfortune. It has nothing to do with anyone.

The frenzied young man suddenly realized that he had offended countless innocent people because of his anger, and reported to the office indiscriminately because of his dark psychology. A strange sense of guilt swam into his thinking like a snake.

Even so, even though she said it wasn't her fault, hatred filled her mind—are you a nun?If you are not a nun, you are a person who lives in the light, why don't you save me?

Qiu Zhi didn't explain, just repeated "I'm sorry" sobbing.It was her duty to save him and make him white, but she didn't do it.

The slender arms embracing Xiaojie tightened tighter and tighter, Qiu Zhi hugged him tightly, as if trying to trap him and prevent Ming Chai from finding him.

Feeling the strength and warmth of that embrace, the numb Xiaojie suddenly regained his spirit.Those blurred lights, those ambiguous loves, those deliberately forgotten tenderness, come one after another...

He felt like he was about to melt in the hug.

"It's so warm...it's really so warm..." Is this the temperature of people's hearts?Xiaojie murmured and finally cried, just like an ordinary child.

The figure of the two embracing is the same as before.

The gentle and beautiful sunset sprinkled on the child's white hair, but the night did not pity his loneliness and reformation.

In the black night, the demon king's eyes were bright red, filled with anger and desire.

The author has something to say: Concealed and convenient, I don’t know if everyone can see it

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