Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"Go to hell you!"

Facts tell us that if the values ​​of two people are very different, it is difficult to have a dialogue. For example, now, Chang'e is pulling Wu Ye's collar up, looking like a cannibalism:

"Your life is completely unsaved! Now, listen carefully to me! I want to teach you the right way!!"

"Uh, yes, yes..."

Being persecuted by Chang'e's prestige, Wu Ye didn't dare to show up, and listened to the other party's preaching obediently:

"If you accidentally cut your finger, and there is a little loli next to me at this time, all you have to do is to use her saliva to disinfect it!"

"……what?"

"Ah what! Doing this will not only recover CG, but also gain favorability, by the way, if possible, it can also take people together! Do you know! Do you know what life is? Do you know what is called..."

"Hey wait, let's not talk about life for the time being, I say you..."

Decisively speaking to interrupt Chang'e's long talk, Wu also stared at her face and said seriously:

"It's actually a pervert, right?"

"Lolicon is not hentai! It's faith!"

"...So it's a pervert, right?"

Wu Ye made up a knife speechlessly, then looked around, and suddenly reacted, looking at Chang'e in horror:

"Wait, I heard that you committed a crime... You were imprisoned because of this, right?"

"..."

boom!

The floor trembled, and this time Wu did his wish to dig out a human seal on the ground.

Chang'e dropped her gaze and looked at Wu Ye who was struggling to crawl out of the pit coldly:

"Give you another chance, what do you want to say?"

"... Long live Lolicon."

"well."

Chang'e nodded in satisfaction. This was probably the first time she thought Wu was quite cute since they met.

"Although the body has become stronger, the pain will not be weakened, which is really unlucky..."

Wu also slapped the dust off his body and sensibly left all the things just now behind:

"So, it is for this reason that Huiye has your blood?"

"Yes."

"Your blood is so powerful? It's just a drop, and the breath is gone. Is the effect so good?"

"...Why can you always change your way to make me want to beat you?"

Chang'e glanced at Wu Ye disdainfully, and explained:

"That's the blood of God, do you think it's a bargain sale?"

"Oh, I almost forgot that you are still a god."

There is something wrong with this statement, it should be Wu Ye has never felt that the guy in front of him who has no demeanor at all is actually a god.

Moreover, he seems to be the most powerful god in the Moon City, God is really blind, but...

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, Wu also raised his brows, and confirmed again:

"A drop of your blood is really that powerful?"

"of course."

"I do not believe."

Wu also squeezed his eyes:

"Unless you let me try."

"What……?"

Chang'e looked dumbfounded, but Wu Ye immediately put on a sincere smile:

"Make a discussion, how about you give me a drop of blood? I'll help you test the effect and make an advertisement by the way. If we make money in the future, we will open it up?"

Looking at Chang'e dumbfounded, Wu also blinked:

"You three and seven."

After a daze, Chang'e laughed suddenly. She once again lifted Wu Ye's collar to let him off the ground, Wu did not hurriedly said:

"Are you dissatisfied? How about you seven or three."

"Okay, then I also have a plan here. Would you consider it?"

Chang'e smiled and raised Wu higher:

"Is it that I will kill you here now, or should I wait for me to beat you up and then fall to death here?"

"...I think we can talk more."

Wu also pointed to the Gungnir who had fallen down with him on the ground:

"Look, this is my weapon. It has a high quality and good workmanship. It also has a penetration effect. It cuts iron like mud, uh, poke iron like mud, how about I trade it with you?"

"...It will cry."

Chang'e glanced at Wu Ye with contempt, then gently put him down:

"Okay, stop playing, it's impossible for my blood to be handed over to you, but this thing is fine."

Chang'e turned his hand and took out a small and delicate... spoon from behind.

"Wait, isn't this... the one I threw in Santuhe?"

Wu Ye was startled slightly, and looked up at Chang'e in disbelief.

Chapter 52: Lost and Recovered