The white unicorn just wants to raise the barren god

"No." The beautiful boy at the crossroads flatly denied it.

"Huh?" Gotiao Satoru immediately put on a cat face, even daring to refute the motto of his life mentor. It seems that this curse spirit wants to become a scum immediately.

A strange blush appeared on the pale face of the beautiful boy at the crossroads, and his tone was extremely excited: "Love is the most beautiful whirlpool! Conjurer, sooner or later, your will, your soul, and your love will all be twisted into a whirlpool. ,You can--"

He didn't finish his sentence.

The black matter that made up its body twisted and merged into the palm, and finally turned into a black ball the size of a ping pong ball.

"Jie!" Gojo Satoru yelled immediately, with a dissatisfied tone, "That guy hasn't finished speaking yet, let him finish his last words before rubbing the curse spirit jade."

As the beautiful boy at the intersection turned into a magic jade and fell into Xia Youjie's palm, the group of wraiths driven and controlled by him let out a miserable howl at the same time, and the blood on their bodies faded away, leaving only the hideous wound when they died.

They looked at each other, seeming to understand something, with sad expressions on their faces.They saluted Xia Youjie and the others, turned around and disappeared at the crossroads.

The fog is clearing.

Holding the cursing jade that was transformed by the beautiful boy at the crossroads, Xia Youjie gave Wutiao Wu an angry look, and said, "Can't you hear that he is cursing you?"

"He's so weak, it's useless even if he curses him." Gojo Gori said confidently.

"Wu, be careful when doing tasks." Xia Youjie said with earnestness.

"There is still Jie." Wujo Satoru continued to be confident, the two of them acted together, and the cautious one was enough.

Xia Youjie: "...Oh, that's why I rubbed him."

Saying that, Xia Youjie held up the pitch-black curse spirit jade, the curse spirit of the spiritual system, which is very valuable for collection.

Collection addiction is probably a common feature of every Pokémon master (bushi).

However, the next moment——

"boom!"

Dazzling blue light came from across the sky, and the magic jade in Xia Youjie's hand was struck between lightning and flint.

Xia Youjie: "!!!"

Watching that Cursing Spirit Jade was accurately shot by the blue spell power, made a desperate light sound, and then completely annihilated without leaving any residue, Xia Youjie was rarely stunned for three seconds.

After three seconds.

"Wu!!!" Xia Youjie glared at Gojo Wu, "That's the curse spirit I want to subdue!"

"I think there's something wrong with this wild Pokémon." Wujo Wu was serious. He really felt that this curse spirit was not suitable for entrance, but it was his intention to kill it when Xia Youjie twisted it into a curse spirit jade and was about to swallow it. Yes, just like the stinky and smug smile on his face at the moment, "The food is not safe, Jie, you'd better not eat it, your stomach will be bad if you eat it. I'm thinking of you."

"I believe in your evil!"

When he was satisfied and ready to add the new spell spirit to the complete picture book, he shot and exploded the curse spirit jade, he dared to say that it was not intentional!

Xia Youjie rushed over angrily.

Crackling!

An unknown number of brawls began this year.

The family has nitrous dead fish eyes: "..."

She looked at the rapidly ruined street. The destructive power of cutting the curse spirit just now was not as strong as it is now.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who was also watching, quietly clenched his fists, his eyes burning.

——Jie is really getting more and more rough, but... slap in the face, eye sockets, slap hard, Jie, work harder!

Nakahara also looked at Shibusawa Ryuhiko with some surprise, what's the matter with this guy, why does he have the feeling of fearing that the world will not be chaotic?

Still, that black-haired taiju is so pretty.The white-haired one seemed to handle it well, but his experience was obviously not as good as that of the black-haired one, but his physical fitness was much higher.

Sensing Nakahara Chuya's gaze, Shibusawa Ryuhiko restrained himself immediately.He smiled calmly and whispered, "Zhongye, let's go."

The fight over there is over, now is the time to take advantage of the chaos and retreat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded slightly. He glanced cautiously at the ruins outside the house, and said in a low voice, "Go through the back door."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Nakahara Nakaya pushed open the back door of that karaoke shop, a face was enlarged in front of them—the kind of close distance without any sense of social propriety!

Nakahara Chuya subconsciously tilted his head back, looking in shock at the white-haired boy hanging upside down in front of him and Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

The person hanging upside down in front of them at this moment is none other than the white-haired conjurer who just killed the curse spirit and fought with his companions.

Looks out of place, but he's strong.

It's not that Zhongyuan Zhongye is afraid of him. In his rebirth, although Zhongyuan Zhongye made a lot of concessions for his height, it doesn't mean that his strength in this life is worse than his previous life.The trouble is that the large group of conjurers has an authoritative official, and those who can set up "accounts" in the downtown area to do tasks are basically official conjurers, which is equivalent to beating a supernatural person and attracting the entire supernatural spy department. Fear, but it will affect his quiet and peaceful life now.

He has already developed feelings for living in Qishan Shrine. If possible, he really doesn't want to move.

However, the sunglasses originally worn on the bridge of the white-haired boy's nose had slipped onto his forehead, and the legs of the sunglasses could barely catch a few strands of hair so as not to fall to the ground. A pair of sky blue eyes that were no longer covered were like an infinite extension of the concept of the sky. When Gougou looked over, it seemed that the flesh and soul would be seen through.

Zhong Yuan's heart trembled, this was his body's subconscious reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the white-haired boy on the opposite side say in a surprised tone: "Hey, what is inside your body? It's a black mass, and it doesn't look like..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also clenched his fists, did the conjurer discover the Huangba spit in his body? !

In the next second, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stood in front of Chuya Nakahara, and glared coldly at the white-haired boy who was speechless: "What are you looking at!"

The white-haired boy immediately turned to Mu Cangkou.

"Yo Yo Yo, who is this?" The white-haired boy turned over and jumped off, put his hands on his hips, put on a mocking expression on his perfectly beautiful face, and said eccentrically, "This is not Long Yanjun! Did the pink eye get cured? Oh, no, it turned out to be wearing colored contact lenses, hahaha!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Wanting to be on guard, Nakahara Chuya was silent, turned his head, and looked at Shibusawa Ryuhiko quietly.

Someone Shibusawa Tatsuhiko knew?

However, in front of him, Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who has always been gentle, courteous, and heart-warming all his life, raised his chin. In the impression of Bai Qilin's indifference in his previous life, there was a world-weary expression in his world-weary expression, with a bit of sarcasm emerging. Without hesitation, he slapped the white hair in front of him.

"Oh, so it's Wu-kun, your cataract still has no prospect of healing." Shibusawa Ryuhiko mocked his face, and when he turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya, his face changed instantly, he was gentle and considerate, and even blinked He rolled his eyes, as if to appease him.

As soon as he turned his face, there was another mocking face, and he continued: "The white cloud in the eyes has increased again."

Central Plains Zhongye: Baiyi?

Gojo Satoru: "You are the one with cataracts!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "You're the one with red eyes!"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's red pupils were like flames, although Nakahara also felt that they sometimes looked like the red eyes of a white rabbit, but they were much prettier than the red eyes of a rabbit.Using ruby ​​as an analogy, the texture is definitely the highest quality ruby.

This is the appraisal given by the "Gem King" who has been in the gem smuggling business in his previous life.

Anyway, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's eyes have nothing to do with pink eye disease no matter how you look at it, the metaphor of the white-haired magician is really inappropriate.

Nakahara also selectively ignored the reality that Shibusawa Ryuhiko's metaphor was also inappropriate, and instead considered the situation that Shibusawa Ryuhiko knew these conjurers.But why didn't he say before... Oh, I see, it's because the relationship is not good, so I don't even want to say hello when we meet?

Chuya Nakahara was distracted in his thoughts, but he didn't know that Shibusawa Ryuhiko's previous reaction was entirely because of his unwillingness to involve the magic world.

Otherwise, sneak away?

Heh, it seems that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is afraid of some kind of cataract.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be aware of it, he suddenly turned his head and saw Xia Youjie with black hair and fox eyes with strange bangs.

Xia Youjie didn't seem surprised by Chuya Nakahara's ability to respond at all, he smiled and introduced himself: "Hi, I'm Long Yan's middle school classmate Xia Youjie, and I'm currently studying at the Tokyo Conjuration High School. That was Wujo Wutiao, who was at the same time as I was in the college." After a pause, Xia Youjie smiled calmly: "Wu and Long Yan haven't seen each other for a while, so I'm a little excited right now."

"...Hi, I'm Zhongyuan Zhongye." After hesitating for a moment, Zhongyuan Zhongye extended his hand, shook hands with Xia Youjie, and continued: "Long Yan's friend."

As for whether Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was excited to see Gojo Satoru... Nakahara Chuya also has reservations.

Suddenly, Zhong Yuanzhong also realized something, and the cobalt blue eyes behind the colored contact lenses shook twice.

Wait, Long Yan's classmate = 16 years old.

Zhongyuan Zhong also burst out a foul word in his heart silently.

Is there any justice in this world?

This Xia Youjie, he is a little taller than Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, he is 1.8 meters tall, right?

That Gojo Satoru, is he a little monster?His height is definitely 1.9 meters! !

As a result, they are both 16 years old?

The same 16-year-old, why can it be so unfair!

Speaking of which, the same man-made Verlaine is also 1.8 meters five, right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was going to be killed by citric acid.

***

This time at two o'clock in the morning and the streets bombarded by spells into ruins are obviously not a good time and place for chatting. After Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Gojo Wujo's yin and yang flirted with each other, he made an appointment with Xia Youjie to meet at the noodle shop tomorrow afternoon , see the mobile phone message for the specific address, and he and Zhong Yuan Zhong also left.

On the way back, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it and asked, "Are you and Xia Youjun middle school classmates?"

"Not only junior high school." Shibusawa Ryuhiko confessed very cooperatively, "There are also three years of elementary school. After I transferred to Teidan Elementary School in the late third grade of elementary school, Jie and I have been in the same class until he graduated from junior high school and he went to Tokyo. High School of Conjuration, I will go straight to Didan High School."

After a pause, Shibusawa Ryuhiko decided to give Xia Youjie a clue in the Central Plains as well.

"He went to the Tokyo School of Conjuration. He said that he was discovered by the assistant supervisor of "Window" when he was using spells outside, and he gave him a business card to recommend him to the Tokyo School of Conjuration. The bottom of the art world was deliberately discovered by the assistant supervisor. "

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

No, there is no need to go into such detail.

The spells of magicians are passed down through blood. Although the children of magicians and magicians may be non-magicians, the probability of giving birth to a magician is much higher than that of two ordinary people giving birth to a magician.The family that is connected by blood has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been passed down to this day. It is a stinking problem of feudal tradition.

The emergence of the Conjuration College seems to be breaking the monopoly of the aristocratic family in practice. It mainly recruits conjurers from ordinary families like Xia Youjie. A high-level conjurer is more or less the meaning of cultivating tool people as cannon fodder.

Xia Youjie knew a long time ago what the general world of conjuration was like. Who told him that his childhood friend was Ryuhiko Shibusawa, and behind Ryuhiko Shibusawa was the Shibusawa family who fully supported him in his troubles.

Back in the day, Xiao Xia Youjie was just a primary school student who was troubled by his own peculiarities. What he hoped most was that his parents believed that he was not lying or mentally ill. The second hope was to find someone of his own kind, indirectly proving that he was really free from illness.

After meeting Xiao Shibusawa Ryuhiko, Xiao Xia Youjie's wish was overfulfilled, but his daily routine went a long way.