Illness Men's Manual

After the astral body incident ended, Xia Youjie began to have some doubts.

The young man who is born with a delicate and thin heart hides more secrets that cannot be shared with others, including his best friends, and the confusion that cannot be spoken.

The appearance of Yuwuzhi seemed to deliberately shatter his cognition, allowing him to reassemble the theory from the fragments.

It is a fact that he killed the astral body in front of his eyes, and it is a fact that he defected to the high school openly.

He made some speculations to deny these facts, and finally found Miss Kuroi alone who was going abroad, and learned that Riko Tenuchi was not dead, but lost some memories.

In order to allow her to live without any scruples, Ms. Kuroi took Amai Riko, who had lost her memory, to go abroad to hide her identity, but there was no joy or gratitude in her expression.

"For Miss, I don't know what she will think after recovering her memory."

"But for me, I'm really sorry. I can't ignore the facts and face everything in front of me. Maybe it's the young lady who should be happy, not me."

Xia Youjie was speechless for a moment, rubbing his brows wearily, and sent them away.

Facts are facts, no matter how many things are covered up under the facts, no one will care.

Master Tian Yuan's current situation is still very stable. According to internal sources, a new astral body has been cultivated, and the next victim will always appear.

So all this—and for what?

Although on the surface, he still eats, talks and laughs with everyone as if nothing had happened, and goes out on missions.

But when the best friend is getting busier and smoking more and more cigarettes, it is completely different.

When doubts gradually become cracks in the heart, cicadas begin to sing harshly, and the night begins to be long and dreamy.

"Probably because..."

"You are conjurers, right?"

So the dream was completely occupied by the flowers he had planted and her cold voice, and the enlarged gap could no longer support him to trust the past ideas, and he fell into a kind of pain.

Closing his eyes, a bitter taste gradually spread from his mouth.

Can't sleep at night, can't eat, tossing and turning, the image in my mind becomes clearer——

Is it the bitter summer, or is he sick?

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"Master Kiriori, what's wrong with you?"

It was Rimei who was the first to notice the strangeness with Kiriori, and he sat beside him with a concerned expression.

As a servant of Mr. Su Nuo for many years, Li Mei didn't need to be careful about his words and expressions, he could understand the other party's mood with just one look.

Shaking her head with Wuzhi, she was fine at first, but she has been thinking more and more recently.

Let's not talk about this kind of thing.

Li Mei was very considerate and stopped asking questions, brought a cup of snow tea, and started to talk about serious things: "Master Su Nuo has collected most of the fingers, and there is one finger left, and the rest are kept by the college. middle."

"I see, I'll get that one back later."

As for the high school...

It should be very difficult to get the five enlightenments, after all, after that incident, he has become proficient in the art.

"The high school can be left to us to handle." Limei smiled slightly, the snow-colored hair and skin, and the swaying arc were somewhat similar to that guy.

Yuwuzhi shook his head, and continued to shake his head: "It's not yet time."

Limei responded softly, lowered his head, just at an angle where he couldn't see his eyes, and said in an extremely respectful and pious manner: "Obey."

"Hey."

The black-haired man who suddenly appeared by the door was leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, looking carefree, interrupting the two people in the room unceremoniously.

"I am hungry."

Limei frowned slightly, and was about to say something when Wuzhi stood up, her gentle attitude remained the same, it was the same for everyone.

"Get out, Shir."

Fu Heisher lazily raised the end of his sharp eyes, glanced at the white-haired boy sitting inside, sneered inaudibly, and then walked out with Wuzhi.

The air in the shrine is very fresh, surrounded by vegetation, and the courtyard is beautifully cared for by Huayu.

The cherry blossom trees are swaying and blooming, and pieces of light pink are falling.

Walking in the corridor with Wuzhi, the black-haired man beside her was a full head taller than her, and his frame was surprisingly large, easily gathering her under his shadow.

"..." Wuzhi looked down at the black shadow on the floor that only belonged to him, and said with some doubts: "Don't get so close, why are you hungry?"

As an artifact, would you still feel hungry?

"I don't know, I'm just very hungry and want to eat something." Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows, and moved a few steps away in a pretentious manner, revealing a petite shadow with Wuzhi.

so small.

You can probably hold her with one hand.

Wuzhi and Wuzhi couldn't figure it out, it stands to reason that the undead don't need to eat...

"Then what do you want to eat..." She turned her head to meet Fu Heisher's dark pupils, raised her head to reveal her fair neck, and her fragile and beautiful lines slipped into the skirt.

that's too bad...

It seems to be more hungry.

There was a burning sensation in the stomach.

He lowered his eyes, his inexplicable desire reached a new height, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

Before she could speak, Fu Heisher quickly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into a dark corner of the corridor.

"...!?"

Wuzhi was stunned for a moment, the shadow completely enveloped her body, leaving no gaps, the black-haired man moved his nose, and lowered his head close to her neck.

"I'm so hungry..."

The lazy voice was deeper and more magnetic than usual, and it was unbelievably hoarse.

The hot and humid air sprayed all over the soft neck, and it was immediately stained with a pink color that was lighter than cherry blossoms. Yuwuzhi subconsciously pressed his palm against his approaching body, and his face began to turn ugly.

Because it is obvious that the other party's knees are forcibly pressing in, and they are very aggressive in fixing her to the wall.

what happened?

What does he want to do?

Fu Heisher moved the other hand that was holding her shoulder to her waist and hugged her tightly, and lifted her up, and could feel these unknown caresses through the clothes.

The burning sensation in her stomach intensified, and Fu Hei even sniffed between her neck and neck, like a beast that hasn't eaten for a long time examining its prey.

Fuheshier is a person who will indulge himself while still retaining his sanity, so when he was shocked by Wuzhi, he just touched his thin lips lightly and then quickly raised his eyelids.

Sure enough, I clearly saw the beauty that does not exist in the world.

— An expression worth tens of billions.

He pulled the scar at the corner of his mouth, wanted to laugh out loud but was swallowed back by the surge of hunger, his sharp teeth were drooling for something.

what is he doing nowBlasphemy?

Fu Heisher thought casually, it doesn't matter, anyway, he will do this one day sooner or later.

The offended god's cheeks were stained crimson uncontrollably, and the anger in her eyes was even worse, and she raised her hand to press on Fu Heisher's broad shoulders.

"Get out of here."

What a boldness, is it the pampering given these days that made this guy start committing the following crimes?

"Well."

Fu Heisher's movements stopped abruptly, he let out a muffled groan and took a breath, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, the trauma of the soul really hurt.

But the pain didn't make the movement in his hands back down, but tightened even more, the lines on the muscles became tight and distinct, and they fit more and more closely with the misty body.

You Wuzhi frowned, never would have thought that this guy would become so presumptuous after being honest for a few days.

"I'll say it again, let go—"

She gritted her teeth and wanted to punish him more vigorously, but she felt that the other party's body froze suddenly, and her body temperature suddenly rose to the point of scalding at this moment, and then let go of her.

W-what...?

The pupils of Kiriori constricted slightly, a little unbelievable.

Fu Heisher was immediately kicked away by Wuzhi and collapsed on the floor without paying attention to his image, squinting his eyes slightly, and his eyes were filled with unsatisfactory satisfaction.

He coughed twice, touched his severely injured heart and shoulders, his voice was still low and hoarse: "Although it hurts...but the pain is the real source of stimulating the senses..."

"For people like me, of course, the more it hurts, the better it is."

Talking about Haori with Kiriori, I really didn't see Fuheshier at this moment, and there was no other words except to curse obscenely.

No, I'm still angry.

Still feeling overwhelmed, Yuri kicked him again, who gave him the courage?

Rarely, she turned cold, bent slightly to stare at his side face, glanced at something strange in his body, and snorted coldly: "Spit out the ugly treasure."

Fu Heisher put one hand on his head, and looked at her lazily. After all, he had just finished this kind of thing, not to mention experienced in many battles, at least he was experienced, and it was not so easy to get carried away.

"what?"

Yu Zhi, who was still angry, didn't explain at all, stepped on Fu Heisher's chest with one foot, the strength increased, bent slightly and said: "Spit it out."

"……Uh."

Fu Heisher snorted again, raised his eyebrows and looked a little loose, ah, this angle is really...

The place where she just stopped immediately raised her head, but it was completely invisible from her angle, and the temporarily relieved hunger surged up again.

If he wanted to do anything else, it would be impossible to succeed, and the piercing pain became more and more intense. Fu Heisher's eyes darkened, he shrugged his shoulders, opened his mouth and pressed his fingertips against the roof of his mouth, and spit out a meat ball.

The meat ball slowly turned into a meat worm crawling on Fu Heisher's shoulder.

Ugly treasure is his arsenal. The curse spirit he keeps in his body can swallow things several times larger than itself, so he stores all the things he is interested in and weapons in its body.

Because I was too lazy to think of names, and the curse spirits generally looked disgusting, they simply called Ugly Treasure.

Fuheshier touched Choubao's head, with a skillful posture, he couldn't help but think of some words like kindness that could not be applied to him, and tugged at the corners of his mouth with Wuzhi, this guy has never done this to his son, right? .

"You haven't said what you're going to do..."

Before Fu Heisher finished speaking, Yu Wuzhi stretched out his hand and grabbed Chou Bao's neck to lift him up, and moved away without even looking at him.

She carried Chou Bao back to the cherry blossom tree beside the corridor, and left without looking back.

"Confiscated."

Fuhesher: "...Huh?"

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After a while, he touched his stomach, and the hunger still hasn't disappeared...

The abnormality under him has not stopped, so I can only solve it here again, but it is really strange.

It's like... a virus of some sort.

The appearance of the first symptoms of the disease.