Chapter 027 Chapter 27

Zhu Changan was frightened by Wilde's behavior and quickly reached out to help him up: "Uh, senior, you get up first. We have something to talk about."

Shen Liuxue had already picked up Mo Xuanji and hid far away when Wilde made a move, and rubbed her without leaving any trace. She looked at Wilde with an expression that said, "Go ahead, let's see what you can do."

Wilde held onto Zhu Changan's thigh and refused to let go: "No, you have to promise me first, and then I will get up."

Is this cheating? Zhu Changan looked at his two friends for help.

"Hey, Senior Wang, what do you want us to help you with?" Shen Liuxue coughed dryly to attract attention.

Wilde's eyes sparkled with hope. He was about to speak when a voice from outside the door interrupted him.

It was a very pleasant female voice, gentle and with a strange accent: "Oh, so you are here. It was so hard to find you, Wang-xue-niang."

Wilde seemed to have heard some extremely terrifying sound, and his face immediately fell. His neck turned like a rusty machine, and he forced a stiff smile on his face: "Ha, ha, ha, Senior Sister Yang, what a coincidence, you are also here for a walk."

Senior? A senior from the third or fourth grade? Mo Xuanji raised her head and looked towards the door.

I saw a senior schoolmate in Miao costume standing at the door with a smile on her face. She had her hands behind her back, her eyebrows were curved, and she had a smiling expression on her face.

"She is very strong." Shen Liuxue made a subconscious judgment.

"Yeah, what a coincidence." Yang Qingyan slowly opened his eyes, his dark green pupils glowing faintly in the shadows: "Really, how can a patient avoid seeing a doctor?"

Zhu Changan silently moved Wilde behind him. He could feel that Wilde's body would tremble every time the senior sister said a word. Although this guy was not very reliable at ordinary times, as he said, it was a life-long friendship after all.

Let's help.

Yang Qingyan looked at Zhu Changan and Wilde behind him. Before anyone could react, she appeared in front of Wilde, pinched his chin with one hand, and pulled out a black casserole as big as a human head from behind her back with the other hand.

In the casserole was stewing something that could only be revealed after mosaics were added. Bubbles were bubbling in the deep purple soup. As she moved, the bubbles burst, and a skull with wings and a halo on its head floated out of it.

"Junior, this is the soup I prepared specially for you. Drink it quickly. Your legs will be healed immediately after you finish it~"

Can I really drink it? I always feel like after I finish drinking it, I can go to Meng Po to ask for soup!

"No, no, thank you for your kindness, I think I can recover on my own." Wilde struggled to escape, but failed.

Yang Qingyan seemed to be hurt, with a sad look on his face: "No, how can I watch my classmate suffer in front of me? Don't worry, I will definitely heal you."

Then she picked up the pot of medicine and poured it into his mouth. Wilde struggled desperately, tears streaming down his face. The soul-shattering taste exploded on his tongue. In a trance, Wilde entered a revolving lantern.

As for his legs, it's a long story. At first, Wilde borrowed a weird stereo from this senior sister Yang - yes, the one he was carrying, playing very tasteful music.

I thought that with it, this trip would be absolutely safe. But I was unlucky enough to run into an SS-level monster, and this precious modern technology was destroyed in the weird domain.

At that time, Wilde did not think twice and went directly to his senior sister to apologize, saying that he was willing to pay any compensation.

The senior sister held the pile of wreckage and shed tears: "My little Huang, my beloved little Huang, wuwuwu. I don't want compensation, I want your life in exchange!"

After that... let’s not talk about it anymore.

The senior sister who had regained her sanity squatted beside him and counted on her fingers: "Before, you helped me find something and I lent you Xiao Huang. These two favors canceled out, right? Now you killed my Xiao Huang and I broke your leg. These two things also canceled out, right?"

Oscar Wilde... Oscar Wilde didn't dare to say "no", so he squeezed out a "yes" pitifully from between his teeth.

The senior student got a satisfactory answer, nodded, and then seemed to be suddenly awakened: "Oh, junior, how come you are injured so badly? Let me help you treat it! Remember to return the favor to me in the future~"

Wilde nodded, until he saw the pot of unknown object which was said to be the secret medicine passed down from his family. So Wilde ran away, but he never expected that he would eventually eat the unknown object.

In the torture of taste, Wilde lost consciousness.

Yang Qingyan heaved a sigh of relief, threw Wilde aside, and wiped off the nonexistent sweat: "Oh, it's not easy to get this kid to cooperate with the treatment. He's busy like a top all day long, and never takes his own health seriously. I hate this kind of patient the most."

"grumble?"

"Hey? Senior, he..."

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. I'm a senior from your medical department, and this unlucky guy is my patient. The pot of medicine just doesn't look good, but it's actually very effective in treating hidden injuries and conditioning the body."

"Ahahaha, so that's it..." Fortunately, it wasn't some kind of grudge or revenge.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Mo Xuanji jumped onto the table nearby, while Shen Liuxue and Zhu Changan worked together to lift Wilde onto the bed.

Yang Qingyan noticed Mo Xuanji, and a light flashed in his eyes: "A cub? And he's from the Feather Clan."

"grumble?"

"No, no." Yang Qingyan patted his forehead and said, "Why are there cubs in the school? Isn't it said that only adults can enroll?"

"Xuanji is an adult? He is 18 years old." Zhu Changan looked at her in confusion. When filling out the application form for supplementary courses, Zhu Changan glanced at Mo Xuanji's form and saw that the age column was written as 18.

Shen Liuxue suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Xuanji in surprise.

Mo Xuanji was a little confused by her look: "Ji?" What happened to Eighteen?

"The demon race is considered an adult when they are 100 years old." Shen Liuxue looked at Mo Xuanji with a complicated look. She thought Yan's calling him "little cub" was a nickname for the younger generation, just like in the eyes of a grandfather, a grandson is still a grandson even if he has a family and a career.

The growth cycle of the demon race is very long, and their mental and magical powers develop slower than humans. But now there is no difference between Mo Xuanji and the adult demon race.

"Ah? You demons are considered adults when you are 100 years old?" Zhu Changan was shocked for a moment, and his mind wandered to something else: "Isn't Ji Sheng older than my grandfather?"

Mo Xuanji quietly poked the system in his consciousness: "What's going on? My humanoid is an adult, and the physical examination can't find any problems."

"The situation of the demon race is special. The human body and the demon body are calculated separately. Physiological adulthood is based on the demon body." The system explained.

"Forget it. If you can get into school, there must be no problem." Yang Qingyan looked at Mo Xuanji, crossed his fingers and made a wishing gesture: "Little brother, can I ask you for a favor? Please, if you want anything in the future, just tell me. We will definitely protect your demon body."

"Ji?" What are you busy with? Mo Xuanji was about to type, but she waved her hands.

"It's okay, I understand. I would like to ask you to help us investigate a case." After that, Yang Qingyan looked at Zhu Changan and Shen Liuxue: "You are a team, right? Then there is no need to avoid it."

After that, Yang Qingyan took out his special ability identity card, which also had the team code. This kind of identity card can only be obtained after joining an official organization. In other words, Yang Qingyan is now asking for help from them as a public official.

"Ji?" Tell me, what case? Mo Xuanji was a little curious about what case needed his help in this form.

"I would like to ask you... no, you all, to help investigate a missing demon cub case."

After these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Who doesn't know how much the demons value their young? The probability of the demons being able to give birth to offspring is not high. In a hundred years, the number of young born in each tribe is almost no more than a hundred. Touching a young is equivalent to cutting off the lifeblood of the demons, and will inevitably lead to fierce revenge from the demons afterwards.

Who is so brave?

"The case of a missing demon cub?" Shen Liuxue asked in astonishment, "Has a demon cub disappeared recently? But considering how much the demons value their cubs, there shouldn't be no news at all, right?"

"Those human traffickers even dare to steal the monster cubs?" Zhu Changan was horrified.

Mo Xuanji lowered his head in thought.

Yang Qingyan shook his head: "They are not ordinary human traffickers. Although the cubs are weak, they have a certain ability to protect themselves. They cannot be kidnapped by ordinary people. And we found a strange aura at the place where the cubs disappeared."

Mo Xuanji thought, does this count as someone sending a pillow when you are sleepy? The case of the missing cub seems to be another incident at first glance, but don't forget that the dream demon is the juvenile form of the nightmare clan, also a cub.

What's more, there are strange plots involved in this matter.

"You want me to be bait, right?"

"Yes." Yang Qingyan sighed: "In fact, we really have no other choice. Before, we tried to use illusion to pretend to be cubs to lure the other party into the trap, but we were discovered without exception. The demon tribe also keeps a close eye on the cubs and is unwilling to let their cubs take risks..."

As if she realized that her words were somewhat ambiguous, she quickly explained: "Don't worry, we won't really put you in danger. We have already made full preparations in advance."

As he spoke, Yang Qingyan took out a bunch of strange little things from his storage bag: "This is a positioning dragon, this is a substitute dragon, and this is a voice transmitter... We will send enough manpower to protect you. Your mission is to sneak into the enemy's hometown as a positioning dragon and help us find those kidnapped cubs. Our people will follow the positioning and come here. When the time is right, I will send out the substitute dragon to replace you."

Mo Xuanji pondered for a moment and said, "Okay. I agree."

"We have no problem with that either. We can cooperate at any time."

Yang Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I owe you a favor this time. I will submit my transfer application to my superiors tonight. If it is approved, I will come to see you."

Mo Xuanji nodded.