[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

As far as human beings are concerned, Fushimi Jinki is undoubtedly very outstanding.

However, some barriers in this world cannot be broken "as long as you are good enough".

If Abe Seimei's spell is broken by a mere ghost, then generations of onmyoji geniuses who have been overwhelmed by his brilliance will climb out again even if they are buried in the soil. Kill yourself once?

Ah, speaking of which, she hasn't seen Seimei for a long time.

Little Loli yawned and muttered softly, "I miss him."

The process of sealing Fushimi Renxi did not meet the slightest resistance. When the new spell appeared, the ghost's eyes lit up again, and then it was very cooperative.

All right, then you can play slowly inside the seal.

Sawada quickly threw the episode aside, and she stood there for a while.Out of curiosity, I observed Fushimi Saruhiko's majestic mother for a few minutes.She has been drinking glass by glass, graceful and very beautiful.During this period, Fushimi has not come back, but quite a few people with the same surname "Fushimi" came over to say hello, and chatted in a friendly manner. The purpose was nothing more than probing. The one who noticed the interaction between Sawada Ya and Fushimi Kisa at the door.

But what can you talk about with a loli who is a little over seven years old?Amidst the noisy background sound of Fushimi's uncle or uncle, Sawada Ya felt very bored, and her eyes drifted to the direction of the hall door unconsciously.

Although she wanted to be obedient and stay here and wait, it was really boring, and Fushimi had been out for so long, and she clearly said she would be back in a while.Sawada Ya tilted her head, and seriously recalled how many "a while" she had been waiting for.

Well, it's all wrong.

Little Lolita first forgave her little friend’s “talking is not talking” very generously in her heart, and then happily decided that since it was Fushimi who “did not talk” first, it would not be considered disobedient for her to go to him ...The pot was thrown smoothly and naturally, during which time he completely ignored the fact that although Fushimi Saruhiko meant "he'll be back in a while", he didn't say it at all.

At this time, Fushimi, who was "talking nothing", walked casually towards the venue with a box of cakes, walked through a long corridor outside the venue door, and suddenly heard a loud voice behind him, "Stop."

tsk...

For a moment he wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but thinking about how annoying the person behind him was, he still dragged his feet to a halt.

"Is something wrong?"

"you……"

The girl didn't stop until she ran behind him, her cheeks were flushed and she was panting a bit.After she uttered a word, she braked the car again. Facing the figure whose back was facing her, who seemed to have no intention of turning back at all, her nerve endings twitched.

"Fushimi-kun, you and Misaki-kun have dropped out of school and become punks, and you've become more and more depraved. You even did things like abducting children. It really embarrasses the Fushimi family."

"What are you talking about?"

Fushimi Saruhiko finally turned around and took a look at her, his eyes still expressionless.

However, Big Beaille seemed to be stimulated by his expressionless gaze. The corner of her mouth was lifted up, and the emotion brought out by her eyes was not anger, but a taunting and weird smile.

"Aye saw it at the door. That etiquette is only used by those big families that have been related to the royal family for hundreds of years. Is that the eldest lady of a noble family? Wushe or Tsinghua University? Like that How could people hang out with guys like you and Misaki-kun, they must have been tricked. How pitiful, did you think you could get involved in the upper class? In the end, you are nothing more than..."

"Shuh..." the red flame exploded and condensed into a dark line of fire. Following the bright knife light, it cut a sharp airflow in the air, and then sank into the wall diagonally behind.

A few strands of long brown hair fell in the air, and were burned to ashes by the flames before they hit the ground.

The blood on Big Beaille's face faded instantly, and his beautiful face was pale.

"Are you finished?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko raised his hand expressionlessly, hooked his slender fingers, and the dagger stuck on the wall returned to his palm with a "swish".The girl in front of him was startled again, and reflexively took another step back.

"I didn't bother to talk about it. You guy, I haven't accounted for the surprise party with you yet."

Big Beaille held his breath, and his momentum suddenly weakened, "What do you want? Do you want to retaliate?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko looked her up and down, and the girl seemed more nervous in his eyes.Fushimi sneered, put away the dagger in his hand, and put his right hand back into his trouser pocket.

"Forget it, waste of time."

Big Beaille's body froze.

"Let me just advise you, the jungle thing is not a simple SNS or game battle. It involves a deeper level..."

"'King', right?"

Big Beaille cuts off the conversation in an almost hurried tone.Fushimi was slightly surprised, seeing the head of the person in front of him slightly lowered, his bangs covering his eyes covered his eyes, and the aura around him seemed to turn gloomy in an instant.

"Of course Aye knows. People who rank higher on the standings have already spread the word. As long as they are valued, they will be given 'strength'. Aye will continue to accumulate points, get the approval of the 'King', and then defeat you!"

"Just for this?" Fushimi Saruhiko sneered, "Boring."

"It's not your turn to tell me!"

Big Beaille suddenly raised his head and stared at him with staring eyes that were almost strangely deep.

"Fushimi-kun is very proud, you have power one step ahead of Aye. But, I don't know if your power is useful to ghosts?"

Fushimi Saruhiko already felt bored and wanted to walk away, but when he heard her words, he paused for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle Renxi is dead." Da Bei Aye's voice was gloomy, with a strange tone but also some faint complacency, "But does death really mean the end?"

"Fushimi-kun, you should know that there are ghosts in this world. Maybe Uncle Renxi is watching you at this very moment."

"He's talking about..."

My little monkey, you will never be able to get rid of me for the rest of your life.Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……

Fushimi's hand holding the cake box tightened suddenly, and in a trance, he seemed to really hear Fushimi Ninki's frivolous voice, with his unique malice, like a gust of wind circling through the corridor, and blowing towards him again.

His nerves jumped, and he felt a tingling pain in his brain.Big Beaille's voice was mixed with the buzzing tinnitus, and a familiar tall figure faintly passed by the end of the corridor.

it's that guy...

Fushimi's heartbeat stopped for a beat, his body swayed slightly, and his back leaned against the wall.He reached out and pressed his forehead, and seemed to hear the blood in his body speeding up and rushing through the blood vessels to "rumble".

Tsk, bastard...

"Fu see."

The auditory hallucinations rising from all directions almost surrounded him. At this moment, Sawada Ya's voice broke through layers of turbid air and suddenly appeared, like a crisp bell hitting the eardrums of a person who was already in a state of confusion. Seeing the movement of drawing the knife, there was a sudden pause.

"Da da da."

Accompanied by the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps, his vision, which was somewhat blurred by tinnitus, gradually became clear.The little girl's long silver hair draped behind her moved across the air as she ran, like a smear of silver clear moonlight, flowing in front of him like a spring.

"Fu see."

Sawada Ya stopped beside Fushimi Saru Hiko, she looked up at the person in front of her, then raised her hand, and pulled his forearm down with her right hand.Fushimi Saruhiko's head was still dazed at this moment, he unconsciously lowered his head in response to her movements, and pressed his forehead against her palm.

The young man who had always been so cold and rebellious as if he was shining his thorns on the whole world, inexplicably cast an illusion of softness and obedience at this moment.Big Beaille, who was standing not far away and saw this scene, suddenly tightened his hand hanging by his side, pinching his fingertips into his palm.

"Fushimi, you have a fever."

Sawada Ya touched Fushimi Saru's forehead, which was obviously warmer than the ancients, and then touched his own. When he spoke again, his voice was soft and waxy with real worry.

"Let's go back, I'll call Long Yi."

Fushimi Saruhiko grabbed the hand that Little Lolita extended again, put his forehead in her palm and let out a long breath.The annoying tinnitus was still buzzing around his ears like an annoying mosquito, and the temperature of Sawada Ya's palm was lower than his forehead, like a piece of warm jade.When Fushimi looked up again, his face had returned to normal except that it was a little paler than usual.He sneered, straightened his waist and leaned back against the wall, his tone returned to his habitual mocking tone, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Did you regard the second son of the Renzu family as a personal doctor?"

"Long Yi said that I can come to him for anything."

Little Lolita didn't mean to be polite at all, her hand was still held by Fushimi, and she didn't let him let go, so she raised her head in this posture.

"Fushimi, let's go back."

Sawada Ya's clear eyes are like a pool of spring water, and the people immersed in her eyes seem to have been washed by the spring water, and those inexplicable irritability and gloom are washed away by the running water.Fushimi leaned his head against the wall, feeling his top-heavy state for a while.

Oh, it is indeed a cold.

He shook the box in the other hand, weakly, "Your cake, forget it, I'll get it for you."

The black-haired boy stood up straight from the wall, his back straight, like a tree that had sprouted branches.

"Let's go back."

The last few syllables seemed to roll out of the throat, with a tired hoarseness.

But, nice to hear...

Da Bei Aye stood there in a daze, then looked at Fushimi without looking at her at all, and took the silver-haired little girl's hand and walked towards the entrance of the passage.

Fushimi...

The familiar sound stuck in her throat, and its owner hesitated to pronounce it.At this time, the little girl who Fushimi was leading suddenly turned around and glanced at her.

Big Beaille's body froze in place.