The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

After answering the phone, An Xue returned to the equipment room, and said to the three people inside: "I'm going out for a while, I'll be back soon."

Cheng Leshan asked: "Captain, where are you going?"

An Xue lowered her eyes, thinking about how to answer.

It seemed to be a very ambiguous thing to meet up with friends before going on a mission, and he couldn't figure out the reason why he wanted to agree.

Because I really wanted to agree, I agreed.

Cheng Leshan just asked casually, but An Xue was silent instead, he understood immediately.

Got it, let's meet up with my friends.

The friend who kissed at the observation deck.

Xilou's complexion sank, she said "I'll go find Li Yang", and closed the door heavily.

Lin Hui was not familiar with the members of Team [-]. He just wanted to join because he was too worried about Cheng Yi. He didn't know what was going on in Xilou, so he was at a loss for a while, but he didn't seem to be able to get in the conversation between An Xue and Cheng Leshan. Can continue to shrink in the corner, pretending to debug equipment.

Cheng Leshan didn't continue the topic, but took the initiative to find a step: "Captain, go and come back, we are leaving soon."

An Xue: "Yes."

The air in the morning is slightly cool, the morning light soaks the clouds and distant mountains, and the sky is covered with a quiet and distant blue.

An Xue and Ran Yuchi met in a park not far away.

There was a competition the day after tomorrow, Ran Yuchi had already asked for leave, and he didn't need to go to school for these two days.

He saw An Xue from afar and waved at him.

There were many pigeons parked in the park. When An Xue came, the pigeons took the initiative to make way for a passage and flew with flapping wings.

Seeing Ran Yuchi's first words, An Xue said, "I'm sorry."

In the beginning, he was worried about the temporary task, so he didn't agree to Ran Yuchi's invitation to accompany him in the competition.

But later, there was no reason to tell—just like the moment before when he promised Ran Yu to come out and meet him later.

He told Ran Yuchi that he could go.

It's just that An Xue missed the appointment.

He felt guilty, but he couldn't explain it.

Except for special circumstances, the identity of the Celestial Master cannot be announced to the general public.

And he couldn't think of any other reason.

Ran Yuchi didn't ask any further questions, but raised his hand, put his thumb against An Xue's lips, and wiped lightly on his lips.

An Xue: "!"

This action was too ambiguous, An Xue was taken aback, when he subconsciously wanted to step back, Ran Yuchi hugged him.

A warm embrace.

The arms wrapped around him neither light nor heavy, ambiguous but gentle.

It's just too close, close enough to smell the clean and refreshing smell of Ran Yuchi's body, close enough to feel each other's breath, close enough...the cheeks are hot, and the heart begins to beat fast unconsciously.

An Xue didn't know whether to ask Ran Yuchi what happened, or to find out what happened to herself.

Feelings like never before exploded in the brain like a miniature nuclear explosion.

An Xue didn't retreat, didn't dodge, and her thoughts were still flying wild.

It's as if... something is out of control.

he does not know.

"An Xue." He heard Ran Yuchi call his name.

"Yeah." An Xue stood upright and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ran Yuchi was slightly taller than An Xue, lowered his head, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his hair: "Hold you."

"Why?" An Xue asked.

"do not know."

An Xue didn't move, nor did she struggle: "Why do we have to meet?"

Ran Yuchi didn't answer immediately.

An Xue said again: "Ran Yuchi, you are acting strange today."

"Yeah." Ran Yuchi didn't deny it, "Probably."

In Chenxing High School, although he couldn't use his ability, he could still feel the fluctuation of spiritual power.

An Xue wanted to know who he was.

Intentionally let him suck blood and collect his genes.

Ran Yuchi guessed it.

But he didn't stop.

I thought I could finally spend another two days with An Xue as ordinary friends.

No chance.

After a long time, Ran Yuchi sighed softly, and said, "I'm very worried, maybe the next time we meet, our relationship can no longer be like it is now."

An Xue couldn't understand the melancholy in Ran Yuchi's tone, so he didn't ask.

Then, he heard Ran Yuchi say again: "But I'm looking forward to our next meeting."

Qian Lin is on the way back to the branch office.

An Xue was about to go out to work. Before leaving, he wanted to buy some necessary equipment for An Xue, and brought back a breakfast set that An Xue liked.

All these things are done by him at the headquarters.

An Xue always has 100% trust and dependence on Qian Lin.

Qian Lin enjoyed An Xue's trust very much.

On the way, Qianlin received a message from the detection system.

The genetic information about the ghost king has been tested and is being entered into the information database for comparative analysis.

In two days at the latest, they will know the true identity of the ghost king.

He originally wanted to tell An Xue the news when they met later.

But when he was about to arrive at the branch office, Qian Lin suddenly saw two figures not far away.

— He is too familiar.

It's An Xue.

At this moment, An Xue was being hugged by a boy who did not belong to the Special Administration Bureau.

Qianlin recognized the man.

Ran Yuchi.

An Xue's "friend".

For Ran Yuchi's hug, An Xue didn't know how to respond at first.

But after they exchanged a few words, An Xue actually raised her hand slowly, putting her palm on the boy's waist.

Qian Lin paused.

He didn't move forward, nor did he say anything to stop him, he just hid his figure behind the cover and watched quietly from a distance that wasn't far or close.

It seemed to be waiting, but it also seemed to be patient—to endure the sudden surge in his heart, which was similar to jealousy.

Without even realizing it, his fingers clenched bit by bit, and the paper bag in his hand was wrinkled and deformed.

At the same time, City A.

Chen Jiu opened his eyes.

There was scarlet in his sight, which seemed to be fog, and the thick red fog blocked his vision. He didn't need vision, but he could know that the environment here must be bad, because there was a strong and unpleasant stench in his breath.

His current situation is not optimistic.

His hands and feet were chained, and he was imprisoned in a cramped cell together with the thirteen members of the Ninth Squad. Cheng Yi, who was the first to disappear, was also there.

The others in the cell did not wake up, and Chen Jiu could not use his spiritual power, nor could he contact the outside world.

Even though he hadn't been promoted for ten years, he was still a team leader after all. Chen Jiu forced himself to calm down and recall what happened before he woke up.

——He led the ninth team to investigate city A, and not long after they arrived, they were engulfed by a burst of red mist, and the team members passed out directly, but he only had time to send back a photo of the scene.

This is where?

Chen Jiu tried to look around and get some information.

After the red mist, a shadow gradually emerged.

Oval - the same as he'd seen before he passed out.

And until now, he didn't know what the shadow was.

It's a huge eye!The whites of the eyes were bloodshot, and the eyeballs were dry, looking terrifying and penetrating.

His eyes fixed on Chen Jiu, and then the corners of his eyes slightly curved.

It is actually laughing!

Chen Jiu felt chills at the back of his head after being stared at by him.

Soon, he heard an empty voice behind the red mist: "Are you willing to make a contract with me?"

A contract is to establish a connection between a person and a ghost, or between a ghost and a ghost, using spiritual power as a medium, and using names as a knot to make an agreement with each other and conduct an exchange of equivalent value.

Contractors can give everything, or take everything away.

Shit contract!Who the hell wants to make a contract with you!I don't even know if I'm dead!

"Who are you?" Chen Jiu said, "What kind of contract is the contract, let me out!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes suddenly crossed the wooden fence and appeared in front of Chen Jiu, with huge abyss-like pupils trembling strangely.

"My name is Dream Eater."

"I can make all your dreams come true."

"I can give you everything you want."

"Similarly, you need to dedicate your life to me."

"This will be a contract between you and me, each of you—!"

The sound of the eyes was bewitching, followed by an extremely beautiful vision that appeared before his eyes.

Chen Jiu saw that he was promoted, everyone he hated was stepped on by him, and everyone admired and respected him.

He has a beautiful wife who takes care of him and loves him.

Everything was what he wanted most in his dream.

Chen Jiu was dazed for a moment. He tried to reach out and grasp every inch of the scene in front of him, but what he felt from his fingertips was a wet, sticky and slippery touch.

It's like touching some kind of disgusting bug.

When he came back to his senses, what he saw was a red tentacle tightly wrapped around his neck, and the team members around him were also wrapped by the tentacles, their complexions were purple, they were in pain, and they couldn't move.

Chen Jiu only felt his brain humming, as if something broke into the brain nerves through the medium of tentacles, bumping around, and his temples were poked back and forth like thousands of thin needles, the pain was so painful that he broke out into bursts of screaming.

It's a contract!

Devouring dreams requires a forced contract!

But the twitching pain only lasted for a moment, and in the midst of extreme fear, anger that could not be ignored struck like a substance.

"You... you!!"

The tentacles wound tighter and tighter, as if venting their anger, leaving a blue-purple strangle mark on the neck.

Chen Jiu grabbed the tentacles desperately. He heard a sharp and unpleasant voice, full of anger and resentment, and scratched his eardrum like an awl.

"You, you, have already been contracted! Who is it! Who is it!!"