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Liu Wu noticed his strange movements, but didn't know that someone was suffering from cramps and bone pain at this moment, so he frowned and said, "What kind of posture are you in? You're playing charades again."

Xie Wuguan smiled without saying a word.

He beckoned, and the medical book flew into his hand, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to stagnate for a moment.

"Huh? I just said that your internal strength has always been evil..."

Liu Wu's voice stopped abruptly.

He could even feel the sudden acceleration of the airflow in the air, obviously he didn't see anything, but he intuitively felt that there was some dazzling light flashing past Xie Wuguan's hand.

Liu Wu took a step back subconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, his side face was stabbed with pain, and he stretched out his hand to touch the blood on his fingertips, and something splashed and scratched his face.

But the medical book in Xie Wuguan's hand was obviously ordinary, and it even showed a kind of fragility about to fall apart when he held it in his hand carelessly.

If they could see the ghost power, they would definitely be able to see that the whole room was almost enveloped by the faint blue ghost power, and the white light was fleeing around like a cage.

Su Wuwei's eyes hurt.

He could see those white lights, and there seemed to be something rushing out of his mind.

The tearing pain surged up, and was smoothed by Xie Wuguan's gentle and soft strength, turning into a trickle.

Su Wuwei's expression gradually changed, and finally he could be said to be gnashing his teeth looking at the white light that was chasing and killing the house by ghost power.

Xie Wuguan on the other side leaned on the couch, and when he heard Liu Wu's broken words, he retorted leisurely: "How evil? It's because you can't learn it by yourself."

"Didn't I learn from you? Look at what you said, you're born with it," Liu Wu complained.

He didn't even realize that the sharp white light around him was cutting the space into pieces, and he kept saying, "I asked you to teach me the route of internal energy, what did you do? You directly used internal energy to open my meridians. Boom once, who can bear it!"

He complained, and suddenly heard the sound of the teacup being knocked off behind him.

Liu Wu subconsciously turned around, a strand of hair fell from his ear, and was cut off in mid-air.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and in that second, the pupils reflected the sky full of blue light, overflowing with murderous aura, he was like a bug about to be hanged in a spider web.

Xie Wuguan held half a white ball of light under his hands, the smile on his face deepened

caught you.

In the next second, everything disappeared, and the broken hair slowly fell to the ground.

Liu Wu put down his hand in a daze, until now, he didn't realize that Xie Wuguan might really have some monster's secret.

The bloodstains on the side of his face were still oozing out, slowly converging into a drop and flowing down.

Xie Wuguan caught a glimpse of his wound, and subconsciously loosened his grip on the medical book.

Bai Guang laughed frantically: "So what if you catch me?! The last friend also sees you as a beast!"

Xie Wuguan's fingers curled up slightly.

Then he smiled nonchalantly: "What are you looking at me for? I don't know if my face is hurt? Don't you always care about this face?"

Liu Wu came back to his senses, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's just a small injury, I'll just go back and apply some medicine myself."

He stretched out his hand to cover his wound, and the roughness of the action made the genius doctor really couldn't stand it, so he dragged him away to put on the medicine.

"Are you a healer yourself? Take your hands off! What are you covering for?"

"lay down!"

Xie Wuguan lazily watched as the genius doctor scolded people and walked out.

The two walked out of his sight, Xie Wuguan looked away from the threshold, noticed that Su Wuwei had been staring at him, and teased: "What's wrong, you want to teach me a lesson too?"

This person has no blood on his face, and he still has the intention to tease others like this.

Su Wuwei didn't speak, and after approaching, he bent down and closed the skirt of his chest tightly.

Xie Wuguan lay on the soft couch for him to tidy up, with his other hand resting on the edge of the couch, the hand holding the medical book was hanging loosely, as if he didn't care about this thing anymore.

The medical book was on the verge of falling, and the second it was about to fall to the ground, a thinner hand suddenly pressed it up.

This hand is thin, with a crescent-shaped scar that has not faded on the palm.

Xie Wuguan raised his head, and Su Wuwei stared at the medical book expressionlessly.

He held Xie Wuguan's clothes uninterruptedly with one hand, while the other hand held the book as if he had eyes.

Seeing his reaction, Xie Wuguan was moved in his heart.

This man probably remembered.

So he picked up the book and handed it to Su Wuwei: "Want to read it? Take it."

Su Wuwei squeezed the hand that took the medical book a little bit.

Feeling the struggle of the white light in his hand, the expression on his face became even more gloomy.

Xie Wuguan teased him with a smile: "Remember, so angry?"

Su Wuwei didn't go away either, and sat down beside him with the medical book in his hand, tearing up the book page by page with his back to the person.

He lowered his head to do this to vent his anger, and he tore the pages of the book one by one, the movement was so slow that it seemed to be delayed.

Xie Wuguan subconsciously glanced at the struggling person in his white eyes.

Su Wuwei noticed his movement, and pursed his lips: "I tear up the book, doesn't he feel it?"

Xie Wuguan thinks that Su Wuwei like this is really cute, and he doesn't know if he can get revenge, so he vents his anger as a respect.

He smiled, with some helplessness in his tone: "I'm afraid I don't feel much, baby."

Facing Su Wuwei who had recovered his memory, Xie Wuguan's words were more casual.

Su Wuwei suddenly remembered the perverts and perverts he had admitted before, and his face burned.

He forced his composure back to the topic: "How to do it? I want to see it."

Then it tore people apart little by little.

Xie Wuguan naturally knew his subtext.

He leaned on the soft couch and waved lazily. When he lowered his head, his long hair like crow feathers fell down along with his movements, making his face look beautiful and dangerous.

Su Wuwei leaned over obediently, bowing his head under his hand, like a believer waiting to be gifted.

Xie Wuguan smiled slightly.

Su Wuwei's power was sealed in this world, and he even relied on his own heart to restore his memory.

He hugged the man's head with his slender hands, leaned his upper body over there, pressed his thin lips to Su Wuwei's ear, and whispered softly: "Do you want me to be your belief, little one?"

Su Wuwei curled up his fingers uncomfortably, and then said sternly, "Hurry up! Doesn't your chest hurt from this movement?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Xie Wuguan's slender and cool hands covered his eyes.

Eyes are one of the most vulnerable parts of a person.

Su Wuwei waited relaxedly.

The faint blue light shrouded his hands, it was obviously something that others would only think was incomparably weird, but under Xie Wuguan's hands, it was extremely well-behaved, and even after it was completed, he still rubbed against his hands affectionately as if asking for credit.

Xie Wuguan rubbed against him with ghost power until Su Wuwei slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were no longer light gray, but more like covered with a light misty blue.

He fluttered his eyelashes uncomfortably, and then his eyes were fixed on the ghost power lingering on Xie Wuguan.

The air became silent all of a sudden, Guili reluctantly let go of his tightly bound hands, and then disappeared.

Xie Wuguan laughed, Su Wuwei dissatisfied: "Did it go back to your body?"

Xie Wuguan straightened his hand, and let the ghost power retract under the sleeve along the arm little by little. Hearing this, his face was a little helpless: "It doesn't have the body to understand people."

Su Wuwei still remembered the business, raised his head and looked around, and saw the white light trapped in the corner at a glance.

He squinted his eyes because of the light, and then Xie Wuguan raised his hand to block it.

Su Wuwei knew in his heart that this was the man.

Making trouble in the administration, coveting Xie Wuguan's ghost power, and even getting in the way of his plan.

He didn't know where such a great malice came from. Every time he met in the administration, this person hid under the white light.

Ghost Li hovered around the white light for a while, and found that the white light that blocked his vision seemed helpless to grow on this person, and in the end it stuck together like a sticky candy.

Ghost Li finally threw off Bai Guang angrily, and slid back to Xie Wuguan's side.

"I'll come," Su Wuwei said.

This white light is the unified and purified power of the Administration Bureau. Although it is not as lethal as Xie Wuguan's power, it is very tenacious. Only those who have accepted the same power can take it from each other.

It was originally for the convenience of doing tasks, but Su Wuwei didn't expect it to be cheaper.

Xie Wuguan didn't know what to think, and stopped him: "Otherwise, I'll kill him directly."

Although Ghost Power can't simply eliminate the blocked white light, it can still be shredded.

He smiled softly, completely unaware of how cruel his words were: "Anyway, it's time to settle accounts."

Su Wuwei was stubborn on this matter, and he said firmly: "No, I want to see how ugly he looks, and dare to want your power."

Xie Wuguan could only say yes, and arranged ghost power in the room to prevent people from escaping.

Su Wuwei squatted down and put his hands on the curled up white light.

He didn't touch it directly, the white light was as gentle and warm as what he had, like all creatures under the sun.

I don't know if they heard Xie Wuguan's words, but the people in the white light didn't struggle under Su Wuwei's movements, and obediently let people absorb the sudden power away.

It was originally the power of smuggling, and it didn't take long for it to gradually become shallow and thin under Su Wuwei's hands.

Su Wuwei comfortably felt that the power in his body was becoming more and more full, until the white light gradually disappeared under his hands, revealing the real body of the person inside, and the expression on his face completely froze.

The comfort in his heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only the icy cold, and the bone-chilling coldness and hatred on his face.

No wonder, no wonder Xie Wuguan told himself not to pursue it, just kill him.

It turned out that he was afraid that he would be disgusted a second time.

On the side, Xie Wuguan looked at that person silently for a while, and then said: "It turned out to be you."

From the very beginning, he felt that this breath was very familiar. When he smelled it, it was like the smell he hated the most during the decades when he was unconscious after death, so he was quite prepared to see it now.

But with just these four words, the person who was indifferent under Su Wuwei's hateful eyes seemed to have heard something terrible, and his whole body trembled.

He wanted to run out, but was forced to move by the lingering blue light.

Thinking of the severe pain just now, the man shrank in place, not daring to move, with a smile on his face.

"Young...Young Commander," the man said, "Sir, long time no see."

He smiled gently and elegantly, like all good talkers, but it hurt Su Wuwei's eyes severely.

The fundus of the eyes gradually turned scarlet, and the world Su Wuwei saw was covered with blood.

He seemed to have returned to the day Xie Wuguan died.

The sky is dark, there is only blood everywhere, and there are only stumps, stumps, stumps on the battlefield.

He couldn't even turn the corpse over, and he had to force himself to calm down in front of those soldiers, hissing them to roll back to the city.

The shadow accumulated for a hundred years after Xie Wuguan's death seems to have returned.

Su Wuwei's face was gloomy and terrifying for a moment, more like a ghost than Xie Wuguan who was haunted by blue light.

Hearing his embarrassing voice, Xie Wuguan replied with a sigh, but the person who turned into a ghost was the calmest among the three.

"Adjutant Xue, it's you."