Succubus Chen Sir is reborn in Terra. Can he see the favorability?

Chen Huijie felt that there was nothing wrong with his point of view, but for Quesaxinna, in her observation, Liz's closeness to him did not seem to be that troublesome, it was just very simple... "like", yes, just like a child is naturally close to his family. This "like" made Quesaxinna feel strange for no reason. Is this what is called chemistry?

but....

Kuisashina glanced at Chen Huijie. This young Great Flame Heavenly Master was obviously unaware of this.

"Ms. Quesasina, I have a set of methods for nurturing spiritual consciousness. Perhaps it can improve Liz's condition."

Although Chen Huijie noticed the strange look in Quesa's eyes, he didn't pay much attention to it. In this situation, if he could stabilize Quesa, he would have achieved his goal.

"Of course, Miss Quisasina, this time it's not free. It requires a little work on your part."

"What is it?"

Now that they were talking about a deal, Quesasina's eyes sharpened. She stared at Chen Huijie, quietly waiting for his next words:

"It's very simple. I hope you can help translate this."

Chen Huijie took out the previously seized Absolution Master's cipher, pushed it in front of Quesasina, and said sincerely:

"As soon as you finish translating, Miss Quesasina, I'll give you the method immediately. Money and goods, no ambiguity."

"...good."

Kwisashina wanted to stay away from everything related to the past, but she didn't expect that after going around in circles, she still couldn't avoid her past, which made Kwisashina feel extremely complicated.

"Ms. Quisasina, the past has happened and we can't change it."

Chen Huijie shook his clothes, stood up from the sofa, and whispered:

"But at least, the future is still in our hands. Everything in the past will become the foundation for us to master the future. Miss Quisasina, let us encourage each other."

After saying that, Chen Huijie turned around and walked into the study. When he was communicating with Quesasina just now, he suddenly remembered something. Originally, Chen Huijie planned to let Governor Wei bring up this matter, but since the two Dayan attendants were here, he might as well let them make a trip.

Governor Wei now has the credit for Ursus's internal guard equipment... so don't let him take the limelight anymore, otherwise, his 'Uncle Yan' will probably feel uncomfortable -

Uncle Yan: "Wei Yanwu! If you're so capable, why don't you take this seat?! Why did you run away in the first place? *Da Yan curses*, you're already so free and easy, and you still like to be in the spotlight, right? I'll help you, let you be in the spotlight for fun. Where's the lake? I'll melt it for you right now. I want to live a free and easy life like that too!!"

that's all.

Chen Huijie didn't even have to think about it, he could imagine Uncle Yan going crazy in private in the palace. He had dragged Uncle Yan out of the pool several times. Although the world line had changed, he thought the reaction should be similar.

Hey, what's wrong with the throne? Although there is a little more work, it's just a little more. Compared with the power above thousands of people, this price and responsibility are still worth it. If it were any other Terran, I'm afraid they would be happy to sit in that position.

What? I'm going to sit in that seat?

Sorry to bother you guys. You guys chat, I'm going to continue playing the ranger.

Okay, stop thinking about it. Although the throne of Great Yan was thrown back and forth by his two uncles, it was not something that a "nephew" like me could get involved in.

Chen Huijie walked into the study, picked up a notebook, and began to write something about the calligraphy of "Chen".

To be honest, when talking about the profound method that can fight against evil spirits, even Chen Huijie, a practitioner who has been immersed in it and comprehended it for countless days and nights, still finds it difficult to accurately describe it with worldly words.

This feeling is like trying to engrave the profound inner skills, word by word, on a thin piece of paper. I am afraid of missing the essence, and I am also afraid that the words cannot bear its weight.

Whenever it was late at night and the moon was as bright as water, Chen Huijie would close his eyes and concentrate, carefully recalling the moment of confrontation with the evil spirit, as well as the thrilling moment when he was on the brink of life and death and finally figured out this method.

But when trying to put this understanding into words, Chen Huijie's fingers would tremble unconsciously, and the tip of the pen would jump on the paper, but he could never seem to find the right words to capture the mystery.

Therefore, he could only use those vague and symbolic words to try to outline that mysterious feeling.

Hear the thunder in the silence and see the truth in the invisible. This is the true meaning of fighting against evil spirits. It cannot be fully expressed in words and can only be understood with the heart. I hope the Great Yan Heavenly Masters can understand what I mean.

Because there was not much to summarize and write down, Chen Huijie quickly completed the sorting work. After thinking about it, it seemed a waste of the two attendants' errands to just write this, so he wrote some of his insights on talismans.

To be honest, when writing this opinion, Chen Huijie was feeling rather nervous. When the old gentleman came to test him, the evaluation results on the method of talismans were all average, okay, barely passable, not worth being proud of, and he had to keep working hard.

However, during his study tour, communicating and exchanging ideas with scholars and friends from all over the world every day, Chen Huijie gradually realized that his achievements might not be as insignificant as the old man said.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Chen Huijie would review his past learning journey alone. The talisman knowledge he quickly mastered and the keen insight he showed in drawing talismans made him think to himself that perhaps he could barely be considered a little genius.

However, Chen Huijie's complacency was quickly brought back to reality. The old man was, after all, a high-ranking official in the Great Yan court. His vast experience and profound knowledge were unmatched by the average person. He must have met many formidable celestial masters, each possessing earth-shattering abilities. Compared to a fledgling like himself, his own accomplishments pale in comparison.

This thought kept lingering in Chen Huijie's mind, so much so that when he picked up the pen to record his thoughts and experiences with talismans, he couldn't help but hesitate.

He thought that these experiences might seem insightful to him, but if he compared them with those of real masters, they would probably only make him a laughing stock. There was no need to show them off to others and embarrass himself.

But then I thought, since I have already written the beginning, I might as well add a little more to it. It would be embarrassing, and who can know for sure who wrote it anyway?

And...it can be regarded as an explanation to myself, and also as a small summary of my past educational experience.

Thinking of this, Chen Huijie quickened his writing speed. After finishing writing, he climbed out of the window and disappeared into the street.

At this time, the emperor's attendants and the Grand Tutor's deputy steward were ready to leave Longmen and return to Baizao to report. Although they had been there for a short time, they had completed what the emperor (Grand Tutor) had ordered. The little princess was indeed hiding her abilities. At least that extraordinary sword intent was definitely not something that a naive and immature person could use.

Therefore, after realizing this, they could go back and report on their work. They knew that their respective masters were eagerly awaiting responses. As long as they had answers, as for future matters, such as how to contact the little princess, that was something their masters had to consider and had nothing to do with them.

Huh?! X2

However, just as the two brothers were about to leave, the sudden sound of breaking wind made them alert.

There's an ambush?! X2

The two men reacted quickly, but before they could do anything, two identical letters were stuck on the stone beside them. As for who threw them, the two men naturally had no way of finding out, because Chen Huijie ran away after throwing them.

Meanwhile, in the Lungmen Guards, Logos and Warfarin had been locked up in the solitary confinement cell. Then, they saw W, standing across from them, expertly open her cell door and leap out in front of the Guards. She knocked on the door with her baton, grinning and jokingly saying,

"What? You two, were you also captured by that kid?"

194 Weishen: W Come on!

Logos and Warfarin had never thought they would see such a scene. Just when they were brought in here, the police from the Guard Bureau were still saying, "Don't be nervous, as long as you haven't done anything wrong, you will be out soon. We are also short of cells now." The next second, they heard W's voice.

The sight of W in her Imperial Guard uniform had Logos and Warfarin stumped. They'd never imagined W would actually appear from this spot. Based on their understanding of this mercenary, shouldn't she be hunting down the assassins involved in the assassination attempt on His Majesty? Why was she here, even wearing...? Were we hallucinating?!

At this moment, the female police officer Pero who was registering looked at W helplessly and said:

"W, technically speaking, you're still a prisoner. Please don't just jump out of the confinement cell, okay?"

"Stop talking, *Sarkaz curse*, for that kid's sake."

W reluctantly returned to the confinement room, and then Logos and Warfarin heard the confinement room being locked from the inside.

No, why is this confinement room locked from the inside? And W actually locked himself up. This... this has too many flaws. Is this world going crazy?!

With such doubts, Logos and Warfarin were locked up in the detention room. Then, they saw W skillfully jump out of the detention room opposite and take the baton from the waist of the police officer in front of the door.

10⒈②28Э0⑨㈧

To be honest, at that moment, Logos had already clenched his bone whistle. He had already made up his mind that if W dared to take action, he would just take action and rescue the police officer. This would be considered as meritorious service. Maybe he could get out tonight. As for W, just a joke, this Sarkaz mercenary would stay in prison honestly.

But the police officer just looked at W helplessly and said softly:

"For the sake of the young master, you should behave yourself. At best, you'll be released from prison the day after tomorrow. If you get into trouble, we won't speak well of you."

"What's wrong with me? I haven't done anything yet. I'm just helping you interrogate people, understand?"

W knocked on the window of the detention room with his baton and said stubbornly:

"I'm telling you, this is also a meritorious service. Remember to report it for me. Maybe I can leave tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, as long as you know what's going on."

After spending a few days together, the police officer had gotten to know W a little better. He let her do whatever she wanted. After all, this girl was probably being watched by Mr. Chen Xiao himself, and if anything happened, it would probably be Mr. Chen Xiao who would handle it.

So, speaking of this, the police officer was quite looking forward to it. He was hoping that W would cause some trouble so that Mr. Chen would come over. In that case, maybe he could take the opportunity to ask for Mr. Chen's autograph, to sign his clothes, preferably on his chest. Even better, he would take a fancy to him. Even better, he would get engaged to me tomorrow...

Looking at the policewoman Pero who was lost in her fantasy, W decisively ignored her and said with a smirk to Logos and Warfarin:

"Tell me, what trouble have you caused that made that guy come out to arrest you? Confess and I'll give you leniency, resist and I'll give you severity. Maybe I can even plead for you."

W thought it was natural. The strength of Logos and Warfarin were both ranked among the best in Rhodes Island. As for who in Longmen could force these two people in here, except Chen Huijie, W really couldn't think of anyone else in Longmen who was so good at fighting. It was impossible for these two unlucky guys to run into Longmen's main force.

Meanwhile, Huafalin's heart stirred slightly. Realizing something, she spoke before Logos could, following W's words:

"Humph, it's just a sneak attack. If we fight head-on, there's no way that guy could be our opponent. I didn't expect you, W, to know him. You're birds of a feather after all."

Huafalin's idea was not complicated, it was just to ask some tricks. She could see that W had some inexplicable admiration and recognition for the mysterious "boy", and the person who could make W treat him like this must be very capable. He probably held a high position in Longmen. In the future, when dealing with Longmen, it would be impossible to avoid this person. Therefore, it would be a good idea to ask some tricks from W first.

But what Huafalin didn't expect was that as soon as she finished speaking, W's expression outside the door changed. His playful smile disappeared in an instant, and he became extremely cold. Then he stuffed his baton into the police officer's waist and went back. He skillfully locked the door from the inside, directly refusing to communicate with Logos and Huafalin.

The reason was simple. W saw that Hua Falin was trying to trick her. She was trying to trick her into believing that Chen Huijie would attack them. What a joke! W was unreasonably confident that Chen Huijie could defeat them head-on. Therefore, Hua Falin was lying!

Also, although W admitted that Chen Huijie could be considered his friend at the moment, perhaps 80% of the time, he was very unhappy to hear the term "birds of a feather". Friends are friends, and birds of a feather are birds of a feather. As for the old woman Hua Falin, she could keep silent if she couldn't speak.

If she hadn't caused the explosion here, Chen Huijie might have been angry and cut off his friendship with her. She had to throw the Originium bomb into Huafalin's confinement room to let her test her power!

*Sarkaz swearing**Sarkaz swearing**Sarkaz swearing**Sarkaz swearing*

W lay on the bed and cursed fiercely, then took out the storybook. Although she had read the contents several times, she still felt it was a pity. The shock of understanding the words and the book for the first time, and the feeling of understanding a tragedy in the book, made this illiterate Sarkaz who was accustomed to fighting and indifference feel some strange emotions in her heart.

Moreover, W also felt that Chen Huijie was quite regretful about this past, so why did it turn out like this?

With lingering doubts in her heart, W couldn't help but yawn. Tears welled up in her eyes, revealing a subtle fatigue. She gently rubbed herself against the bed, as if searching for a more comfortable position to soothe her restless heart caused by the unknown.

Finally, her eyelids fell heavily shut, and W drifted into a deep sleep. It was so profound that even her normally tense nerves relaxed completely, completely free of any defenses. Her breathing became even and deep, as if the entire world had ceased to concern her, leaving only this tranquil darkness to envelop her.

On the edge of dreams, W's consciousness occasionally drifted back to reality. She knew that this peace was only temporary. Once she decided to leave this place, she would have to pick up her life as a mercenary again and return to a world full of unknowns and dangers.

At least there, the bedtime routine was no longer a simple wash and brush, but a meticulous placement of trip mines and checking of weapons, ensuring she would be ready to strike back in the most dangerous moments. That kind of life made it difficult for her to truly rest in peace, even in her dreams. Every time she turned over, she might be awakened by the sound of gunfire in her dreams, and every breath was accompanied by a sense of vigilance for the unknown...

At this moment, the book on W's bedside table glowed faintly in the moonlight. There was no doubt that the compensation given to W by the system was still taking effect. If Chen Huijie realized this, he would definitely think about it carefully, thinking about how to exploit the loopholes in the system and get some benefits. But there was only W who was sleeping here. As the faint fluorescent light fell on W, W's head tilted, and he was obviously sleeping deeper.

Hmm....*Sarkaz swears* I slept for such a long time, but it felt like such a short time had passed.

W opened her eyes drowsily, and after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, she immediately jumped up nervously. There was no doubt that this lush and green appearance was definitely not the Longmen Guard Bureau. She must have dreamed of some weird place again.

"*Sarkaz swear* Why don't you listen! *Sarkaz swear*"

At this moment, a familiar swear word came over, and W immediately turned around and saw a guy covered in bruises. Although she was wearing her own mercenary clothes, W immediately realized that this person was Vishdale. This environment was probably the place recorded in the book where Chen Huijie picked up the amnesiac Vishdale.

"I told you to go and have sex with him, go and have sex with him, why don't you go and have sex with him! *Sarkaz swear**Sarkaz swear**Sarkaz swear*!!!"

"*Sarkaz curse*, whatever you say, I have to listen to it, right? Who the hell do you think you are!"

Hearing Wishdale's tone of disappointment, W raised her eyebrows and immediately retorted without any hesitation. She patted her heaving chest and said in a boastful tone:

"Do you know who I am to that guy now? I'm his buddy now. You're the one being raised like a daughter, why don't you just call me aunt?"

"*Sarkaz curse*, you idiot, what are you thinking, brother... do you know how many people don't want to be his brother..."

W could feel that if Vishdale had not been unable to move due to the explosion, he would have rushed up and wrestled with him.

"I say, since you can't move now, don't even think about making trouble with me."

After W realized that Wishdale couldn't move, he squatted beside her, poking her body and saying with a smile:

"Honestly, regarding what happened between you and Lao Chen, I still feel really sorry. Tell me, how did you make things like this? Do you really dislike Lao Chen?"

"*Sarkaz swear*, I don't have time to tell you stories right now! And there's no need for me to tell you these things!"

Vishdale stared at W and growled:

"You'll remember all of this. I am you. No, I am just a part of your memory right now, a forgotten and buried memory. Vishdale is W! Do you understand? Stupid!"

Hearing this, W was slightly stunned, but before she could refute anything, Vishdel continued to shout:

"Don't treat him like a buddy. You're a woman, and women should do what women should do. Don't hesitate. If you have feelings for him, just confess. If you're slow, you'll regret it in the future! *Sarkaz swear*, how can I..."

It was obvious that Vishdale had a lot more to say, but those words obviously could no longer reach W's ears. W felt that everything around him was becoming blurred at an indescribable speed, as if an invisible veil was quietly covering every corner of the world.

W tried to lock his gaze on Vishdale in front of him, but even though Vishdale was right before his eyes, his features were blurred, like a dissolving phantom. Vishdale's face, however, seemed to have been lightly painted with a soft brush, becoming blurry.

Vishdel was still lying there, her figure swaying in the gradually thickening fog, as if she would be swallowed up by this inexplicable force at any moment.

Wishdale's lips were moving, and he should be shouting something, but the words seemed to be blocked by thick fog, becoming fragmented and unable to form a coherent sentence. W could only vaguely see Wishdale's mouth opening and closing, but could not hear any substantial sound. This feeling was both weird and disturbing.

Immediately afterwards, a white light suddenly surged from all around. It was not as warm as the sunlight, nor as cold as the moonlight. It was a kind of existence without temperature or color, but extremely dazzling.

This light quickly occupied all of W's sensory organs. His sight, hearing, and even touch were surrounded by this power, making her feel as if she was isolated in a space isolated from the world.

In this vast expanse of white light, all existence seemed to be blurred in the mist. Whether it was the mountains in the distance, the trees nearby, or the Vishdale beside him, they all lost their original shapes and colors and turned into a chaotic gray, as if all of this had become forgotten memory scraps, packed together by the brain and thrown into the depths of the mind.

There is no doubt that the compensation given by the favorability system this time has completely reached its time limit. Everything in the dream has lost the guidance of external forces and has returned to a chaotic state. After leaving the dream, W continued to sleep normally.

But Logos and Warfarin, who were sitting opposite W's confinement room, couldn't sleep. They couldn't understand why W suddenly disappeared. However, compared to Logos, Warfarin obviously had more trouble falling asleep.

She still remembered the feeling of a faint and pungent smell of blood quietly entering her nose. Although she was not sure whether that smell was the same as what Klushier was addicted to, it did pull at Huafalin's heartstrings like a hook.

Huafalin lay in bed, tossing and turning. The lingering scent seemed to transform into countless fine needles, gently piercing her heart and stirring her deepest desires. Closing her eyes, she was met with endless darkness and that bloody lingering feeling. Opening them, she was surrounded by silence, only her own rapid heartbeat could be heard. Huafalin bit her lower lip, as if trying to suppress the gasp that was about to burst out...

At this time, the owner of the bloody smell slowly landed in the alley and stood behind Lin Yuxia...