Disturbing the favorability value will result in retribution

The hand hanging on one side moved slightly, as if wanting to resist, but finally loosened the strength and gave up the resistance.

It was obvious that the person under him stiffened for a moment, and then deliberately relaxed his body.

Xia Youjie rubbed Qing Yuan's chin, and said in a low voice, "You are so bold, you really didn't let him follow."

Xia Youjie was talking about Gojo Wu.

Although he said he was going to Xia Youjie's base camp, Xia Youjie, who was still wanted, could not directly reveal his hiding place. The place where the two of them are now is the terminal.

When Xia Youjie took Long Chuan Qingyuan away, Wu Tiaowu didn't know where they were.

"I'm not from the magic world." Long Chuan Qingyuan blinked and frowned slightly, "Can you let go of your hand first, this position is uncomfortable."

Xia Youjie curled the corner of his mouth, showing a smile, let go of his hand and turned around and said, "Come with me."

The person in front of him walked very fast, Long Chuan Qingyuan trotted to keep up with him, and ran to his side.

"Why did you come to see me?" Xia Youjie asked as he walked.

"To be precise, I didn't come to look for you." Long Chuan Qingyuan blinked, "I was looking for the boy who was by your side that day."

"Tengshu?" Xia Youjie's footsteps stopped, his breath gradually became dangerous, "What do you want him for?"

"I just want to tell him that he is alone now." Long Chuan Qingyuan's eyelids covered his lower eyelids, his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and his tone was a little low.

"Is that child dead?" Xia Youjie looked surprised.

"Killed by the curse spirit, by the curse spirit produced by himself."

"Hahahaha." Xia Youjie burst out laughing suddenly, "I was indeed right."

Looking at Xia Youjie who was in a happy mood, Long Chuan Qingyuan frowned slightly and said nothing.

The person in front of him has already entered a dead end, and it is useless to say anything.

Thinking of Gojo Satoru, Longchuan Qingyuan sighed in his heart.

From his point of view, it is natural that such a dangerous person should be eliminated as soon as possible, but he is a good friend of Gojo Satoru.

Although Wu didn't say anything, he definitely wanted to save this friend in his heart.

The matter has been finished, it stands to reason that Long Chuan Qingyuan can turn around and leave.

However, with complicated thoughts, Long Chuan Qingyuan followed Xia Youjie's footsteps and walked towards his base camp.

"Teacher Wutiao, Teacher Wutiao."

Gojo Satoru on the podium stopped talking suddenly and lost his mind.

Scale Kinji, a second-year student at Curse High, put his feet on the table, leaned his entire upper body back on the chair, and shouted, "Teacher Wujo!"

Suddenly returning to his senses, Gojo Gojo smiled, "Let's continue the lecture..."

Before Long Chuan Qingyuan went to find Xia Youjie, he gave Qingyuan a magic tool, which was a special magic tool, and it was infused with the magic power of Wujo Wu.No matter where Long Chuan Qingyuan was, Gojo Satoru could sense the position of the magic tool, but the sense disappeared just now.

Longchuan Qingyuan entered the barrier.

"Why is he restless?" Xing Qiluoluo, a second-year student at Curse High, curiously asked Zenyuan Maki next to him.

Because Wujo Wu missed class for a few days, in order to catch up with the schedule, the first grade and the second grade took this class together.

"It should have something to do with the days when Teacher Wujo disappeared." Chanyuan Maki shook her head, "Panda, Ji, what do you know?"

The dog curly spine lowered his head and sent a message among the four people.

Yuta Oto, who just entered school, looked at the names in the chat group and blinked suspiciously. Was it related to Mr. Wujo's ex-boyfriend?

"Have you been in touch with Senior Longchuan?" Panda asked in a low voice.

Gou Juanji nodded, and typed a line in the chat group.

[Two weeks ago, Senior Long Chuan suddenly lost contact, and it was also at that time that Teacher Wu Tiao stopped coming to school. ]

A piece of white chalk streaked across the air, hitting the half-body of the panda who was sticking out of the table and chair.

Gojo Satoru on the podium smiled brightly, "Is my class boring? You all look absent-minded."

"No, no." Panda sat up straight and shook his head.

For a while, no one dared to desert any more.

At the same time, Long Chuan Qingyuan formally entered Xia Youjie's base camp through the barrier.

"Welcome to Panxing Sect." Xia Youjie introduced with a smile.

"Are you really going to be a magic stick?" Long Chuan Qingyuan blinked, looking at the clothes Xia Youjie was wearing.

"In order to live, we always need to find some source of income." Xia Youjie smiled nonchalantly.

The enchantment seemed to be another world, changing from day to night in an instant, and there were still many spell spirits floating in the air.

Those curse spirits seemed to have noticed Long Chuan Qingyuan, and flew towards him.

Long Chuan Qingyuan hid behind Xia Youjie in a jerk, grabbed his clothes, "Hurry up and drive them away."

"They are welcoming you." Xia Youjie smiled and did not move.

"No need." Long Chuan Qingyuan shook his head hastily, jokingly, he didn't want to get in touch with such a terrible perverted creature like the curse spirit at all.

The people behind were getting closer and closer, almost hanging on him.Xia Youjie waved his hand, dismissed the curse spirit who ran over, and stopped teasing him.

Apart from the curse spirits and curse masters in the Panxing Cult, they are all Xia Youjie's subordinates and family members.

Everyone I met on the road looked at Long Chuan Qingyuan with curious eyes, is this a newcomer?

"You really raised a lot of people." Long Chuan Qingyuan, who had recovered to normal, said with emotion.

"Companions are always needed to achieve goals." Xia Youjie said with a smile on his face, "My invitation to you will always be valid."

"I also said I wouldn't join."

"Even after going through something like that?" Xia Youjie asked back, "I thought you changed your mind a little bit."

"A lot of people will die." Long Chuan Qingyuan stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with sadness, "Perhaps the number of people who let the curse spirits ignore the dead is not as many as those who have achieved that goal."

"Xia Youjie, you're just digging into a dead end, isn't your heart too fragile to entrust yourself to this kind of thing?"

Looking at the warm-brown young man, Xia Youjie's eyes suddenly lost focus, the voice in his ears became farther and farther away, and he could no longer hear what the person in front of him was saying. He only knew that he wanted to shut his mouth and grab His hand, let his heart calm down.

"Well……"

Long Chuan Qingyuan's eyes widened in an instant, unable to react when he looked at the person who was standing quietly nearby.

His hands were grabbed behind his back, his slightly parted lips were blocked, and something pried in.

The original intention was to tell Long Chuan Qingyuan to shut up, but in the end he actually kissed him, but he became a little addicted.

A hand ran up the waist, stroking the delicate skin.

Long Chuan Qingyuan shuddered for a moment, came back to his senses, and bit down instantly.

Something tied Xia Youjie's hand and forcibly tore him away.

There was a little blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Xia Youjie licked his lips nonchalantly, and raised his eyebrows as he looked at the magic tool that bound his hands.

It was a white gold thread, untied from his hand and slipped into Qing Yuan's arm along the sleeve.

"It seems that you didn't come here unprepared."

"I won't use it if you don't use your hands and feet." Long Chuan Qingyuan glanced at the curse masters who gathered because of the movement here.

Shock was mixed in their eyes, and they didn't know whether to step forward for a while.

"It's okay, you guys go on your own." Xia Youjie said.

Hearing what Xia Youjie said, everyone dispersed.

Xia Youjie, who has good hearing, heard the whispered discussions of his subordinates.

"That young man has that kind of relationship with Mr. Xia Youjie, why haven't I seen it before?"

"Why are Nanako and Mimiko not here at this time, I really want to know the specific situation."

The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched. Fortunately, Nanako and Mimiko were not there, and the two gossip girls might have pulled him to ask questions after seeing this scene.

He himself didn't quite understand why there were so many ways to shut up Longchuan Qingyuan. He chose this mouth-to-mouth method, and then why he started to move.

"Having stayed with the curse spirit for a long time, has your brain been assimilated by the curse spirit?" Long Chuan Qingyuan asked very unhappy.

Looking at the favorability value, it's not particularly high. Why did you make such an outrageous move?

Xia Youjie, who was still in doubt, heard Qing Yuan's questioning, and smiled, "I wouldn't do this to others, maybe you should find the reason from yourself."

Long Chuan Qingyuan choked up and stopped talking.

Maybe it really has something to do with my own different abilities.Forget it, just treat it as a mosquito bite.

Xia Youjie took Long Chuan Qingyuan to his room, a Japanese room covered with tatami mats.

Kneel and sit down, and soon someone will bring tea.

Seeing Long Chuan Qingyuan's unmoving appearance, Xia Youjie asked, "Afraid I'll be poisoned?"

"It's always right to be careful."

"Then you shouldn't have come in in the first place." Xia Youjie turned the teacup in his hand, his tone gradually lowered.

"In the beginning, I thought I only had to worry about my life, but now I'm not sure." Long Chuan Qingyuan glared at Xia Youjie.

Seeing the young man's angry appearance, Xia Youjie's mood suddenly improved.

"I think I look good too, think about me?" Xia Youjie teased.

"I don't want to fall in love with someone." Long Chuan Qingyuan said in a serious manner.

"You don't need to talk about it." Xia Youjie looked serious.

"Then I'm at a disadvantage." Long Chuan Qingyuan retorted.

"Are you directly acquiescing that you are inferior?" Xia Youjie smiled amusedly.

"I can't beat you." On this point, Long Chuan Qingyuan still had self-knowledge, "Or are you willing to beat me? Then I can't think about it."

"That's fine."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Xia Youjie looked a little dazed.

The last time I saw him was an 11-year-old boy, I didn't expect him to be so big in a blink of an eye.

For the first time, the passage of time became clear in Xia Youjie's heart. He had been away from Jugao for ten years.

In the impression that Gojo Satoru still regarded him as his younger brother, he felt inexplicably guilty thinking about it.

Looking at Xia Youjie who was obviously lost in memory, Long Chuan Qingyuan hesitated for a while and said again, "You can definitely talk to Wu before you leave, he is much stronger than you."

"Are you here to be a Wujo Wu lobbyist?" Sitting cross-legged on the tatami, Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows with his head propped on one hand.

"You are his friend, and he wants to save you." Long Chuan Qingyuan said, "The matter has not reached the point of no return."

"I killed a lot of people." After hesitating for a while, Xia Youjie didn't call him "monkey".

"I know." Long Chuan Qingyuan looked seriously into Xia Youjie's eyes, only his reflection was in the amber eyes, "The important thing is why you killed someone."

It's not that the Supernatural Secret Service Division didn't protect a murderer who killed countless people, and named that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.Compared with him, Long Chuan Qingyuan immediately felt that Xia Youjie was very cute.

Suddenly being pushed to the ground, Xia Youjie looked down at Long Chuan Qingyuan from top to bottom, his long black hair falling down.

"Let's make a contract." Xia Youjie said after watching for a while.

The author has something to say: Hahaha I saw your comments and said that Xia Youjie is not good, but he is good! !