Self-cultivation of fake wine

Chuya shook his head, shaking this strange timidity out of his mind.

If the herbal salt is not enough, he will hesitate, what will happen to the future of the two of them!

And Zhong also somewhat minded what Chris said on the phone.

Is the dog man hiding from himself because something happened?The voice from the phone was a little unreal, and the voice of Herbal Salt didn't seem quite right either.

Nakaya stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed directly to the door of Herbal Salt's room, which had lost its corridor and had no foothold, and stood hanging in mid-air.

The ocher-haired youth raised his hand, as if he wanted to knock on the door.

The silver-haired man standing behind the door nervously "watched" this scene, his brain was running rapidly in chaos, trying to deduce the appropriate words to say when they met again.

How to apologize without saying goodbye?

How do you explain your current appearance?

How should cats be coaxed?

——After seeing her lover again after a few days, at least at this moment, Herbal Salt has no partner, jealousy or sadness in her mind... only her most important and cutest cat is left outside the door.

Then Mao Mao put down his hand and didn't knock on the door.

[Damn it, why am I knocking on the door! 】

Herbal Salt:! ! !

The silver-haired man panicked and wanted to open the door, for fear that Mao Mao would turn around and leave——

In the next moment, the gravity of the rage made the whole body curl up with an angry red light that almost ran away, and the sapphire on the neck used to restrain the dirty runaway was also shining——

"boom--!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also kicked the door in front of him!

Herbal Salt:  …

No, as expected of my wife.

Zhong also slowly withdrew his long legs, squinting his eyes in displeasure, trying to find the dog man in the door who might be out of his mind——

Then he froze.

In the field of vision, there was only a man with long silver hair who was not as beautiful as a human but an elf, wearing a low-key gorgeous robe and cloak with a blue-rimmed gemstone pendant on a white background.His pale and slender hands are tightly holding a gorgeous long staff that is definitely not a cheap counterfeit cosplay prop, and he can even see the cosmic nebula changing according to a certain law in the metal circular track of the crown of the staff.Because of the shock, those blue golden eyes were looking at this place blankly and fearfully.

"...Who are you?" Chuya put his hands in his pockets, frowned and wanted to go into the house, "Where's that bastard Herbal Salt!"

The crown of the staff blocked the door of the room.

"Don't come in, Zhongya." The man's voice was a little hoarse, but his blue-gold narrow eyes showed no sign of retreating, "My magic power is rioting."

Zhong Ye: ...

Maomao was shocked: "You are fucking herbal salt?! What are you doing? Are you using illusion to change your vest again!"

"...There is no illusion. If you don't like it, I will use illusion to change back to my original appearance." The man's brain began to hurt again, and he lowered his head and muttered, "What did I look like before?"

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong Ye's face darkened, and he gradually became jealous of domestic violence towards stupid men: "Let me in, herbal salt."

"No, Zhongye."

"Huh?! Who are you underestimating!" Zhong became impatient, "Don't you just want a partner! As for it! I'll be your partner! Get out of the way!"

"..." The magic staff hung down, "If you must come in."

Herbal Salt never believes that people's hearts can determine miracles.

It is always reality that determines miracles.

"Chuya, sign a soul contract with me." The magic wand, which is used to channel magic power and suppress its own chaos, was put behind her back by Herb Salt. hand.

A golden magic circle hovered in his palm.

"You guy..." In fact, I also saw the room behind the herb salt that floated on the wall or floated in the air, making it look like a magic hole with coiled silk.Including the clothes on the opponent's body and the long staff in his hand... He was lucky enough to think that this person was just using some optical device to project a magic circle, and he cosplayed as a magician to engage in autism here.

But now...he just put the vest of a special profession directly on his face!

"Are you really a magician?" Mao Mao was shocked.

"Yes in the previous life." Herb Salt nodded, still only stretching out her hand, not giving in.

"What about this life?"

"This profession is soul-based... I only awakened the memories and abilities of my previous life when I was 21 years old."

It's like being struck by lightning.The overloaded amount of information made Mao Mao, who is not good at playing with heart logic, stunned for a while: "...so your ability all along is not a flame or an illusion, but a magician?!"

The man lowered his head obediently, but what he said was not at all like a harmless, weak and beautiful man: "There are those too."

Zhong Ye: ...

"Will Chuya still be my partner now?"

Blue golden eyes stared at him quietly.

Zhong Ye: ...

Just like Yan Lie when we first met, the young man with red hair and blue eyes firmly grasped the hand in front of him!

"Who do you look down on you!!! You have to give it to me in the future—"

The black cloud vortex behind stirred up the wind and thunder, and under the gloomy natural disaster like the end of the world, the blue eyes of the young man were astonishingly bright.

Like the only light in a dark world.

And now this ray of light is actively approaching him, without any hesitation.

possess him.

Even if it does push him down that road... to-

The magician activated the spell.

***

Zhong Yuanzhong is also a person with the ability to manipulate gravity, and he is very familiar with heavy pressure.

Nothing can overwhelm him—

Before he was suppressed by the huge and heavy majestic force until he suffocated and passed out, he always thought so, thinking that he was as strong as a monster, but he was definitely a real human being.

But now, he seems to understand what a real monster is.

【This guy, what is it...】

Herb Salt stretched out her arms, silently embracing her fallen lover.

That is not a real soul contract, but a one-way protection contract, and at the same time, his magic power can be called at any time.

Chuya's power is very strong, but his essence is only the personality on the surface of the power, and the power of the soul does not support the real soul contract with him.

But the gesture of the other party reaching out his hand decisively without asking any questions still calmed his inner chaos.

This man believed him.

I believed that no matter what he did, it would not hurt him, so I stretched out my hand without hesitation.

The silver-haired man carried his lover into his room, like a dragon dragging a treasure back to its lair.

Dragons have been known to never let go of the treasures in their lairs—unless defeated or even slain.

The thunderstorm over Academy City gradually dissipated.

Calamity got the most satisfying sacrifice, and locked himself and his lover in the lair.

-

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a lengthy dream.

The dream is a fantasy and magnificent world of sword and magic. The little silver-haired boy became a royal magician trained by a certain country with his sister because of his outstanding talent.

He is not stingy with protecting that country, nor is he stingy with protecting the whole world.

Knowing right and wrong, understanding things, gradually not engaging in useless arguments but speaking with strength, and finally became the strongest silencer, locking himself on a tower that no one can approach, to learn more knowledge and create more To pass the time by means of spells, or just silently watching the rise and fall of the world, observing the intricate desires among human beings.

Only when national calamities and natural disasters occur, he will step out of the balcony of the tower and drop a blow.

Then lock yourself on the high tower outside of time again, don't be tempted, don't think about it, don't interfere with cause and effect.

If people have to completely control their thoughts and their emotions, otherwise it will become a natural disaster...

When Chuya woke up, he was very tired.

Even though his body was full of strength, he was still very tired.

"Because using your spiritual power to understand my past, even if you only show you some insignificant things, the burden is still too great."

The voice of the man lying beside him and holding him in his arms appeared directly in Chuya's mind.

"There's one thing I have to confess."

"The reason why I know you so well and always do what you like is because I have been cheating with mind reading."

"Because I hated Dazai before, I had negative emotions towards him, which caused Tenri to bring bad luck through this curse, and I also unintentionally opened the lock to return."

"It will probably take some time before it can change back to its original appearance."

"Stay with me, Chuya."

"Or, if you think it's okay for me to do this... let's go back like this."

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong Ye:? ! ! !

Give the cat a time to sleep and rest!My brain is almost overwhelmed! Damn it!

What kind of magical reality is this? Couldn't his dog be an ordinary dog! ! !

Also, why does Dazai's name appear at this time, bastard!

That guy is really not that important to him! ! !