Friendship from all staff to END

Yujia closed the door of the bathroom, opened the mirror cabinet on the washstand first, and there were ten days' worth of single-dose pills on the back, small colorful pills, 5 pills in a pack, according to the doctor, most of them were conditioning medicines and vitamins, The doctor's order also asked to ensure sleep, exercise more, said that the body is relatively weak, and pay attention to health problems.

But in view of the conjurer's spell power bonus, it's no problem for him to walk like flying with a five-legged enlightenment at present. Hematemesis is an unexpected situation and cannot be predicted. Since the doctor and Zhibiren chose not to tell him, he simply didn't bother to ask. up.

After all, according to the death ending of the previous world line, this time may also be the established method of death, and nothing can be changed by asking.

Poured a glass of water, took the medicine, and took a quick bath. Yujia wiped the wet hair back, revealing a smooth forehead. In the mirror, the 15-year-old Zenyuan's appearance was unobstructed, with cold eyebrows and dark eyes. Jin, with a gradually splayed face and figure, the muscles on the arms and waist are thin and tight.

Yuga: I'm so handsome.

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The pills seemed to have the effect of helping sleep. After drying his hair, Yuga was already in a state of hache. When he walked out of the bathroom, he found that Gojo Satoru had not stayed in the bedroom, but had turned on the DVD in the living room and was playing animation.

The hot bath has evaporated the alcohol, and now he is much more awake. Seeing the evolution of the Rolling Ball Beast, his powerful memory instantly connects the follow-up plot: "These boys will fall off the cliff in a while, and then the first episode will end. , start the second episode."

"Let's take a look at it."

While recalling his childhood, he never forgets to say hello to Shikage, Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on the other person's face, and this time he pushed all his bangs to the back of his head, and his lazy appearance is also very good.

Feeling that he was very good at discovering beauty, Gojo Satoru followed closely until Shikage came to him, leaned over and patted himself on the back: "Go to the bedroom and sleep."

"No, I'm so awake now that I can't sleep at all." Gojo Satoru blinked after occupying the makeshift mattress prepared by Ten Kage, "Can you tell me some bedtime stories to help me fall asleep?"

Ten Shadows yelled slowly, with tears hanging on his crow-like eyelashes, he took out his mobile phone from the low table, and handed it to Gojo Satoru: "If you are not sleepy, call your mother first. Telephone."

Gojo Satoru took it quickly, dialed a number first, hung up, and dialed again. After three rings, someone connected.

"My lord—"

It seemed lively on the phone, Gojo Satoru glanced at the clock, it was 09:30 in the evening, and the frenzied overtime workers had to think about dying down and going home to rest, but the other party seemed to have inexhaustible energy and was still full of vitality.

"To make a long story short, the uncle from the direct neighbor of the Chanyuan went to fight the first fight with the director's department. After a while, he couldn't handle it anymore. Mother, I have to take over and fight the second fight."

"Ah, is it a round?" Gojo Satoru glanced at Zenyuan Yuhua, who was leaning on the pillow, his eyelids couldn't stop fighting, "Did the higher-ups blame you?"

"First, I suspected that the Zenyuan family was responsible for the assassination, and then asked the Wutiao family why they let you out—since two families are involved, it must be counted on a first-come, first-served basis, so let the Zhipi people go first."

Hearing my mother's regret for not being able to take the lead, the momentum seemed to be "if my mother goes first, I won't be able to take action from the direct neighbors of the Buddhist monastery, just save him some face on this occasion."

"I want to save some face for the Zhipi people, and I plan to stay at the Zenyuan's house for a while."

Gojo Satoru's thoughts came from the receiver, and what responded to him was the madam's laughter.

"I heard from Zhibi people that you were very good in front of Ten Shadows, and you tugged at his sleeves and went home, hahaha, isn't he handsome, Wuhu?"

"He..." Holding the phone between his shoulders, Wujo Wu stretched out his hands, stroked the other's bangs to the side, and looked at the other's long eyelashes and straight nose with satisfaction.

"It's so-so, mother, you think too much."

Pingpingwuqi Zenyuan Yuhua looked over in a daze: Aren't you mother and son talking heart-to-heart?Why do I feel like you guys are talking about me again?

"All in all, get along well, that's all."

Hanging up the phone quickly, Gojo Satoru closed the phone, and suddenly remembered that Ryoko had shown him a photo of Jukage before.

It is unreasonable for the mother not to know the information that the close servants can have, so she knows the appearance of the Zen Academy, and deliberately tested herself.

——Ah, careless!

According to the aesthetics inherited by the Wutiao family, maybe she also thinks that Shiying is very good-looking.

Humming in my heart, I was just about to talk to Shiying next to me about whether aesthetics are hereditary, but it turned out that the other party had already fallen into a light sleep with a pillow in his arms.

"Yuhua, come watch TV with me, don't sleep! It's only 10 o'clock, you are too weak!"

After shaking the person, he found that the other party was not awake. Gojo Satoru threw himself on the other party's head and began to harass him persistently.

"I could pull your eyelashes out one by one—huh? So long."

After fiddling in front of the opponent's closed eyes for a while, Gojo Satoru discovered the New World. Pulling eyelashes is a waste of money, so he turned to counting eyelashes.

Sensing that annoying hand has been playing with his eyelids, Zenyuan Yuhua finally slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and dark, like a sleeping lion being disturbed, his expression was full of getting up.

Wujo Wu couldn't see well, so he turned his head to run, but was instantly slapped on the floor from behind.

"You you you, what are you going to do?"

The young boy's tone was tense, but there was a smile on his face. He curled up his body to prevent Ten Shadows from lifting him up smoothly. At the same time, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with both hands, tilted his head slightly, and looked up from under him. His eyes are a little cute.

"Yuhua, you don't want to hit me, do you?"

Ten Kage propped one hand on the ground, silently looking at the young boy with his dark golden eyes, Gojo Satoru dragged the grasped hand and pressed it under his body, it looked like it was intentional, the young boy wouldn't let him get up, he was testing himself will do.

The four eyes met, Gojo Satoru's eyes were shining, and he looked a little excited.

Will Zenyuan Yuhua accommodate herself?or angry?

Do you have to fight if you are angry?

But if the opponent wants to summon shikigami, he has to free his hands. Now that he is holding it, what moves can Jukage have if he can't summon shikigami?

"It will be troublesome to fight, but I... will win."

Gojo Satoru was in high spirits, sure that he would prevail.

Right now, Ten Shadows seems to be thinking for a while. On the balance, one side is sleeping and the other is fighting. Although it is very important to teach the unruly little ghost a lesson, the pointer is still a little bit inclined to the former-do you want to go to heaven if you don't sleep at night?

After making a decision in an instant, Yujia got up straight away, and in Gojo Satoru's posture, with his palms around the opponent's waist, he lifted a group of people effortlessly—Gojo Satoru was stunned, suddenly feeling miscalculated.

Shiying's arms look thin, why are they so strong?

Like a cat, the quilt was carried back to the bedroom with one hand and thrown on the mattress. Gojo Satoru was about to get up, but was pressed on his forehead and pressed back.

"sleep."

Warm palms covered the blue eyes, Chanyuan Yuhua's voice was very low, and he wanted to pull out the arm that was held in Gojo Wu's arms, but he didn't know that the other party didn't move, so he pressed his head with one hand and moved the other party away with his knee With a curled up figure, he pressed his legs on the bed, and finally flattened the person smoothly.

"Don't make trouble."

Withdrawing his arm, Yuga spat out short words coldly with his thin lips, followed by a long Hache.

Liuyan made a slight move, as long as the opponent relaxes, he will get out immediately.

After a stalemate for a while, Yujia felt that it was not good for him to beat up his friend's offspring after all.

So, he let it go tolerantly: "Then you go watch TV, I'm asleep."

Children are full of energy, so it's pointless for him to force him. At worst, he can change his sleeping place and leave the outside to Gojo Satoru.

Thinking of this, Yujia just got into the quilt, but a small one also got into it, occupying half of the pillow smoothly.

"I feel sleepy too." Gojo Satoru said, his blue eyes flickered innocently, reflecting the speechless face of Zenyuan Yuhua in them.

...Forget it, don't care about the children.

In the end, Yuga still closed his eyes. Fortunately, Gojo Satoru did not continue to toss, and lay quietly on his side, breathing steadily.

Confused, there is a series of system prompts.

【Gojo Satoru and others fell asleep】

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[Wujo Satoru dreamed that he was beaten, and he had no power to fight back, so miserable]

Such an arrogant brat will definitely be beaten, I hope he will become a little better after the beating, thank you.

Yujia finally slept soundly, so that when he got up the next day, he was full of energy. On the other hand, Xiaowu, who was lying in bed, hugged the pillow and curled up in a corner, and there were dark circles under his eyes, which were particularly conspicuous carved on his fair skin. .

Did the child fight all night in a dream?

Forgivingly letting the little boy stay on the bed, Yujia simply washed up and left the room lightly.

The Chanyuan family started to operate early in the morning. Yujia first went to Zhibi people to say hello. The old family owner discussed with the high-level director department last night and contacted the Wutiao family. Finally, he convinced these old oranges and agreed. The two jointly investigated the cause of the assassination.

Those websites that offered rewards were finally blocked. With limited network technology in [-], only a few foreign IPs were traced, and no trace of the organizer was found, but judging from the scale, it seems that it has been planned for a long time.

The two patriarchs walked side by side under the porch, chatted briefly, and exchanged the information they knew. Inadvertently, Yujia spotted a duel field built of rocks in the open space not far away, and several artisans were exchanging skills.

"It was built by Mr. Changshou Lang's technique. Even if the foundation is damaged, he can repair it with magic power."

Zhibi explained the spells of members Bing. Right now, several bodies are standing against a tall man. He is a magician. After the magic power is activated, countless giant fists descend from the sky, giving the opponent a tight and powerful combo.

Yujia: Is this justice from heaven?

The big man with the scar on his forehead solved the problem with a few tricks, and stayed in the team, and then waved to a person next to him.

"Shier, come here." Zenyuan Jinyi called to his brother, "Let me see how your exercise is going."

The person sitting in the shade was silent all the time, looking at the fightrs, he had no intention of fighting, and even wanted to turn around and leave.

Zen Yuanji frowned silently, while moving his shoulders, he was preparing to step off the ring.

His brother became more disobedient as he grew up, and he was also known for being lax in staying in the body. As a man with no magic power, he had no status in the Zenyuan family. If he continues to sink, he will continue to fall, right?

Most of Zenyuan Shi'er's body was hidden in the shadow, and he didn't move for a long time. Suddenly, the young man's eyes rolled and fell behind Jin Yi.

Noticing his younger brother's gaze, he turned around and saw a strange young man climbed onto the training platform, stretched for a while after landing, and then cupped his hands.

"Make a gesture?"

The visitor smiled and gestured to a pair of jade dogs.

Jin Yi's eyes were suddenly sharp, and he cautiously put on a posture to fight.

The new Patriarch has actually come to challenge him, good guy, is he going to step down before taking over Bing?