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Chapter Forty-Five

    After a little twists and turns, the three who came belatedly successfully rescued the astral body Riko Tenuchi from the curser.

    Gojo Satoru covered the slap print that Riko Tenuchi had just slapped on his face as a hooligan, with an angry expression on his face.

    Xia Youjie covered his mouth behind him and sniggered, his small eyes made things worse.

    Yuan Lu looked at this girl who had the same tragic fate as himself from a distance, and a trace of ignorance flashed in his eyes.

    As soon as she put on a bright smile and wanted to speak, she was interrupted by Riko Tenauchi's blurted words.

    "Master Tianyuan is a concubine, and a concubine is Master Tianyuan! Assimilation is not death!"

    The astral body girl said proudly.

    Yuan Lu's raised hand froze in the air, and after a while, her eyes lowered, and she withdrew her hand.

    But she didn't want Riko Tenuchi to see her, she judged from Yuanlu's school uniform that she was also one of the people who came to protect her.

    Compared with these two strange men with strange bangs and small sunglasses, Tennai Riko prefers Yuanlu. She didn't notice Yuan Lu's strangeness, and ran over cheerfully, grabbing the girl's hand.

    "You look so cute! I have a friend who is also a sweet girl like you!"

    Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie whispered behind them.

    "She actually has friends."

    "Yeah, yeah, you're so rude."

    Riko Tennai raised a hash mark on her forehead, and her affection for these two fell further.

    "What are you spreading rumors about? It's normal for my concubine to speak in school!"

    Yuan Lu stared at Riko Tennai holding his hand, she was delicate and fair, and she had never been in the sun since she was a child.

    As for her hands, the skin is a bit rough, and there are small scratches on her fingers. Although it can be explained by "being a super magician" and fighting with the magic spirit, "working hard since childhood" is more realistic.

    Same sacrifice, different thoughts.

    Like a pig in a pigsty.

    If you have been muddled since birth, then it is okay to accept the end of being slaughtered. But if you were born in a vast mountain forest, how can you calmly accept the same fate as the former?

    If she and her elder brother were raised in the Yuan family, they would be no different from other docile Yuan family members. Then there is no difference between her and the girl in front of her.

    It is an honor to be a sacrifice.

    Incorrect.