Heaven and the Tyrant's Weak Girlfriend

Although they said they would go to Kyoto together, considering that Hui still had to go to school, only Ming Xiang went and Shi Er stayed to take care of her son. After all, Hui wanted to eat her father's cooking more than her mother's food.

"An Xin, I can protect myself." Ming Xiang looked at Shi Er who was frowning slightly, thought for a while and said affirmatively. "The book won't let me have any accidents, and the mantra is actually a good person."

Shi Er raised his hand to hold her head, "Anyway, just go and see, don't get close to those lunatics."

Mingxiang nodded obediently.

**

"Thank you, classmate Xia You." In Kyoto, Ming Xiang followed the map and found the home where she lived for a year during her pregnancy.Logically speaking, even if protective measures were taken when the house was left, it should still be full of dust. However, in reality, the house seemed to be so tidy and clean as if its owner had only left for two or three days.

After coming to Tokyo, she went shopping first, bought a bunch of Tokyo specialties, and planned to send them back to Yokohama for everyone.I don't know what's going on, but each member of the Ghost Slayer Squad doesn't like to move around. How many years has it been?Even Yokohama is unwilling to go out. The first thing she thinks of when she comes to Kyoto this time is to bring more specialties for everyone.

However, unexpectedly, I bought too many things.

This weight is nothing to her, but it is obviously not the case in the eyes of outsiders.

That's why she stood on the side of the road for less than five seconds. A boy with black hair and a ball head, a dark shirt and wide-leg pants of the same color, who looked like a bad high school student at a glance came over, with a light smile on his face. Smile and say need help?

With a questioning tone, without waiting for Ming Xiang's answer, he took the initiative to lift the seven or eight bags on the ground, and looked at her with a smile in his long and narrow dark purple eyes. "Please lead the way, young lady."

Although the young man is dressed in a trendy fashion, his appearance is elegant and handsome that most people would like. In addition, I don’t know if it is because of the earrings that make the earlobes look extra wide. Spontaneously.The gentle smile is even more pleasing, not to mention so enthusiastic.

Ming Xiang immediately liked him up.

After exchanging names, Mingxiang knew that the boy was Xia Youjie, a sophomore in a certain religious school. The reason for not attending class today was social practice. After the end, she happened to see her distressed standing on the side of the road, so she took the initiative to go forward helped.

"Student Xia You is a good boy." He found the key that had not been used for a long time, opened the door, and led the person in.Ming Xiang pressed the young man who was about to leave after putting down his things on the sofa, then went to the kitchen to boil water and make coffee—this was Shir’s little hobby, for a while he didn’t know what he was doing, and always relied on drinking coffee Peace of mind.

Xia Youjie, who was caught off guard and resisted incompetently, sat on the soft sofa, looked at most of the living room covered with dust-proof cloth, and recalled the huge force on his shoulders just now.He suddenly felt that he seemed... to have done something superfluous, and this Miss Fu Hei might not need his help.

But what a good boy... Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, "Miss Fu Hei is not much older than me, is she?" He said he was a good boy, as if he saw his mother in a daze.

Ming Xiang dug out the sugar and milk, all with the latest dates.Hmm...it looks like it was made by a curse, this kind of place is unexpectedly sweet.She couldn't help laughing while adding sugar and milk. "It really shouldn't be much older, right? But my children are already going to be six years old?" This December is Hui's sixth birthday.

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Who can get it, fair and beautiful, with a curvy figure, a stunning beauty with white hair and golden eyes, that delicate and fair face looks like anyone can believe it.But she is already the mother of a six-year-old? !

He suddenly remembered the face of his best friend - that childlike face, maybe it will still be the same ten years later, it has the same effect as this Miss Fu Hei, no specific age can be seen at all.

Xia Youjie changed his address silently, "Sorry, Mrs. Fu Hei."

Ming Xiang handed him the coffee filled with sugar and milk—after all, he was still a child, so the taste should be sweeter, and I always felt that when we met for the first time, there was a kind of bitterness and hatred in Xia You Feel.Although she hid it quickly and well, Mingxiang still noticed it.

Xia Youjie picked it up and took a sip. In the past, he absolutely hated this overly sweet taste.But now... just after swallowing the magic core, the indescribably painful taste in his mouth, this kind of sweet and milky coffee is exactly what he likes.

With a small sip, the young man's expression softened slightly.The brows that were faintly frowning also relaxed, and he drank the warm milk in the cup little by little, which was no longer the liquid of coffee, and then took the initiative to wash the cup in the kitchen and bid farewell.After he finished the task, he was not finished. He had to write related reports, and on the way to write, he had to rush to the next place to remove the curse.In the industry he was in, talents like him were very rare, so even school students had quite heavy tasks in addition to attending classes and training.

Ming Xiang didn't want to keep her anymore, and sent her to the door with a smile, "See you again by fate, Xia You." Watching the young man walking away tall and straight, he disappeared around the corner.He sensed the appearance of a breath of mana power that was much more stable than that of ordinary mantra spirits, and then Xia You's breath quickly disappeared.

"Sure enough, Xia You is a student of the High School of Conjuration." Standing at the door, Ming Xiang pinched her chin and thought.And along the way, she also saw many low-level curse spirits, and some places were even entangled with curse power, giving birth to curses other than the second or first level.It seems that the world of mantras has indeed merged in, but now both the mantras and the books have disappeared without a trace, and I don't know what to do...

Moreover, according to the intermediary, it has been four years since Shier disappeared, and it seems that the time of the two parties is synchronized.

[Dinglingling——] Mingxiang's cell phone rang, she took it out and connected it, not surprisingly, Shi Er's voice came from inside.The man was aggrieved, and asked her what she found and when she would come back. Both he and Hui missed her very much.

But Shir, it hasn't been a day since she left?

Mingxiang responded one by one with a smile, and finally promised to come back in three days. After agreeing to many small conditions, the man opposite finally let her go.

'Then Huike and I are waiting for you at home...Mingxiang. ' Lowering his voice, as if whispering, Shi Er hung up the phone contentedly.Okay, you can collect interest when your wife comes back.Now the words - his eyes fell on his son who was sitting on the cushion on the ground and reading a picture book.

Hui looked up alertly, "Dad?"

"En." The young man stood up, walked a few steps to his side, lifted the little one up, put it on his shoulders and sat down. "Stinky boy, unite with outsiders to separate me and your mother, right? From today onwards, the training will be doubled." He is about to be six years old. If he has the magic power, this kind of training is no problem at all. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have the magic power. Breath of the sun The requirements for physical fitness are very high, and my son is not bound by heaven and curse. Without his body, naturally he has to work harder.

Hui seriously retorted, "Uncle Zhi is not an outsider."

Shi Er snorted, "Really? Then you go to your mother and ask that guy to treat uncle?"

So the child shut up, but he still firmly believed in his heart that Uncle Zhi was not an outsider.Although his mother could not understand him, he knew that his mother did not really dislike Uncle Zhi.

But it's better not to tell Dad about this kind of thing, because Uncle Zhi said that Dad has a small stomach, even if it is his son's jealousy.Hmm...does he have vinegar for dad?The grown-up world is so strange.

**

On the second day, Ming Xiang met Xia Youjie again.But this time not only him, but also his companions.

The boy frowned, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he came out of an alley with one hand covering his lips.Hanging on his body was a boy with white hair wrapped in a white bandage. He was wearing a uniform similar to his, except that the wide-leg pants were replaced by slim-fit pants.They were about the same height and age, the one with the white hair kept chattering, which caused Xia Youjie's elbow.

"Are you okay, Jie? Let's have some dessert. I know there is a shop that tastes amazing." Gojo Satoru patted his friend on the back, feeling a little regretful because the spell of this first-level spell spirit is very interesting. Jay called.If I had known earlier, I would just get rid of it - it doesn't matter if Jie doesn't subdue this curse spirit, anyway, they are the strongest, and a few less curse spirits will not affect anything at all.

Xia Youjie refused, "No need... just wait a while." Anyway, no matter what you eat now, the taste is the same, as if the vomit was wiped with a rag and stuffed into your mouth.His face was slightly pale, really, really disgusting.Obviously only the smell of the mantra core is like this, but why does he feel that his body also smells like this?

Disgusting.

And at this moment, he heard a familiar voice that he had only heard yesterday.

"Student Xia You? Are you okay?" The beautiful white-haired lady whose surname is Fu Hei stood not far away, looking at him worriedly.

Gojo Satoru whistled in his heart, and pushed his shoulder to his companion. "Hey, hey, what, Jie, where did you meet such a beautiful woman—" She still has white hair, the same color as his hair, what a sight!

"Don't talk nonsense, they already have children." Xia Youjie pushed him away with an elbow, and then stepped up slightly to walk in front of the woman.Facing those gilt eyes, he subconsciously felt a little cramped. "It's okay... why is Mrs. Fuhei here?" No wonder he asked, this place is indeed quite remote, and it was opened just now—the young man was confused, did he open the account just now?How did he remember that he didn't drive?Are you enlightened?

In the same period for more than a year, he has never seen the young master open the account by himself.

Xia Youjie covered his face in pain.

Ming Xiang hurriedly supported him, "I just took a shortcut to go home—Student Xia You, as expected, I should take you to the hospital." She had heard Shi Er talk about the current situation of the magic world before, but she didn't expect that four years had passed, and she still hadn't heard of it. Change.Still at the age of studying, but has already shouldered many battles.

What's the difference between this and Taisho, where ogres are rampant?

No... there is still a slight difference.

The swordsmen chose to pick up weapons because their families and lovers were taken away, embarked on the road of slaying ghosts, plunged into the darkness, and never stopped until the ghosts disappeared.

But the curse is born in the human heart... as long as there are human beings, the curse will not disappear.And most people can't see the curse except at the time of life and death. Those who bear all this are a group of people who have the power of spells and spells.

Among them, in addition to adults, there are many children.

She patted the boy's head.The black hair is nice to the touch, fluffy, with a little ball in the back of the head, which is kind of cute.Xia Youjie blushed immediately, and hurriedly backed away.

"It's really all right, Mrs. Fuhei!"

Wujo Wu was thinking deeply, he felt that the surname Fuhei sounded familiar.But soon, he couldn't care less about thinking about it. Seeing his friend blowing his hair because of the other party's concern, he whistled blatantly.

self-mumbling.

"Wouldn't that be more exciting?"