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pain.

Day hurts so much that he feels that his limbs are not his own. He doesn't know that a curse spirit doesn't disappear in smoke after death, but he still has to bear this annoying pain.

This kind of pain was like breaking the bones of the limbs one by one and putting them back together with steel nails. It was very unbearable, but he couldn't even utter a roar.

There is no harsher punishment than this in Shura Hell.

During the day, in the gap between the chaotic consciousness, he heard the voice of the voice in a trance.

"Is he waking up?"

"Hurry up, pay attention to observation during this time, and report to the Patriarch immediately if there is any rebellious behavior after waking up."

"Then what will happen to him?"

"Being obliterated, although Sugawara's blood succession technique is very precious, obedience is the most important thing, and the same situation as ten years ago must not happen..."

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"But the shutter box is empty?!"

Gojo Satoru put the phone away from the ear [-] centimeters away, and then slowly moved it back after the hair was vented, "Is it empty, anyway, no matter what you do, you must bring back the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo, since there is no one in the blind box , let’s go and look at other places. Aren’t your two puppies very powerful? Let them track them down, teacher, I’m doing more important things—”

"Has the guest decided? Which flavor do you want?"

Gojo Satoru fell silent, turned his attention back from Fu Heihui, and fell into deep thought on the two flavors of Xi Jiufu.This is Kikusuian, a famous dim sum chain store in Sendai. Each person is limited to one serving per day and can only choose one flavor.

"Then the one with edamame and whipped cream will be fine." Gojo Gojo made a decision, and said perfunctorily to the other end of the phone, "I'm so busy here, see you again, Hui."

Before Fu Heihui got angry, he hung up the phone willfully, and said to the boss who was packing the snacks: "Sorry, I still have something to do, can I pick it up later?"

The boss nodded understandingly. Many tourists who travel to Sendai will put the souvenirs they bought in the store, and they will not take them away until they come back from the trip. He expected this handsome guy to be the same, so he reminded him before leaving, "Guest, our store closes at eight o'clock, remember to come and pick it up in time!"

The white-haired man turned his back to him and waved his hand to indicate that he heard it. He took off his sunglasses and put on an eye mask that was more convenient for movement.

Kikusui-an is on a tourist commercial street, and behind it is a small hill for tourists to visit. The lush Japanese cypresses are very shiny in the sunshine of this season, covering the artificially built paths in the mountains.In June, the school has not yet had summer vacation, and there are very few people in the scenic spot, which is deserted and quiet.

Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes and looked out from the treetops. Under the golden sunlight, he caught a little bright color on the mountainside in the distance. It was the golden roof of a Buddhist temple.

"So it's here." The man raised his eyebrows, and his knuckles stretched out with a snappy click, "That guy really knows how to find a place to hide."

The tall figure disappeared into the flat wood. The staff of Kikushuian raised their heads and asked curiously, "Isn't the temple closed today? Why have so many people entered since morning?"

The boss was taken aback for a moment, remembering that the group of vicious people also went up the mountain one after another in the morning, looking like a gangster seeking revenge, and there is no movement down the mountain now.

The bloody and terrifying social news images on the TV instantly appeared in front of the boss's eyes. He shrank his neck, gave the little employee a shudder, and reprimanded: "How can anyone go up? Don't talk nonsense!"

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"You are—" Xia Youjie leaned lazily on the futon, with one leg bent, his chin resting on his knee, and the curse spirit and ugly treasure wrapped around his waist, and he took the forehead stitching man opposite him. business card.

"Chanyuan fan?" Xia Youjie hummed suspiciously, narrowing his eyes slightly, "What are the people from the Zenyuan family looking for me, a curse master, to help you kill the Zhipi people of the Zenyuan to become the head of the family? ——Then I don't dare to move the old guy..."

Xia Youjie smiled and glanced calmly at the three super curse spirits and one super curse fetus. It would be very troublesome for him to deal with these things alone, and he would inevitably suffer serious injuries, but he also didn't do business that suffered losses.

"No." Senyuan Fan sensed Xia Youjie's concerns, and shook his head slowly, "I'm not interested in the Zenyuan family."

"Eh?" The man raised his eyebrows, "It's obvious that the inheritance rights slipped away because of the birth of two monkeys, so it's someone who is not interested in the patriarch's position?"

If Xia Youjie was in front of the real Chanyuan Fan, he would have been so irritated by these provocative and insulting words, but now under the body of the Chanyuan Fan is Lingsuo. The ridicule is in the eyes.

Yan Suo nodded and said, "The two sisters, Zhenxi and Zhenyi, have indeed caused me a lot of suffering, so I need your help, Mr. Xia You."

"What help?" Xia Youjie raised a finger, "Beforehand, I just hate humans who are not magicians, but I don't want to offend Yusanjia just yet."

Xia Youjie's warning made the furrows between the brows loosen slightly, and he nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with the Yusanjia. The Chanyuan and Kamo will only focus on their own interests. Except for Wujowu and one accident, other It's all right."

"Oh?" As soon as the other party finished speaking, Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows with great interest, "Then tell me."

"I heard that you hate non-magic masters very much." Yan Suo glanced sideways at the super curse next to him, "My partner and I are also disappointed by the existence of non-magic masters. If Xia Youjun can join you, we will All non-magician humans in the world will be wiped out, I believe—”

"You seem to have misunderstood me." Xia Youjie interrupted him, he propped his elbows on his knees to support his cheek, his expression of interest gradually became expressionless, "Although your ideal is very similar to mine , both eliminate non-artists, but there is a little difference."

The deep lines between the eyebrows of Li Suo frowned again, like dark ravines.

"What's the difference?" he asked.

"The fundamental purpose is different." Xia Youjie snapped his fingers, "Look around you, the volcano head, the stitched face, the branch man, and the Cthulhu baby octopus..."

Every time Xia Youjie tapped one, Leuhu's complexion became worse. At the end, thick black smoke came out of his head, and the temperature of the whole room rose instantly. If the injury caused by Gojo Satoru hadn't fully recovered, the magma in his body would have already disappeared. It erupted.

Hua Yu sat next to Leu Hu, and tied him firmly with vines. Hua Yu has always been a curse with a long-term vision, and he observed the subtle changes in the situation very clearly. This magic spell makes cooperation the fastest way, and the opponent's spell can greatly increase their combat power reserves without being noticed by human magicians.

Ron Suo asked, "What's the problem?"

"That's the problem, haven't you seen it yet?" Xia Youjie clasped his palms together, "I killed all non-magicians to fundamentally curb the existence of the curse. If you can control your own spell power, there will be no filthy things overflowing everywhere, just like sticky sewage, which makes people sick to look at!"

He stared at the increasingly cold expression of the Chanyuan Fan, and grinned brightly, "I still hate cursing this kind of thing, so just build a magician's world. As for these disgusting curses, I'd better kill them all." More in line with my expectations.”

"You bastard human being!" Leo Hu yelled, thick smoke sprayed out from the air hole, burning the futon under her body completely, "Don't be ashamed to speak up here! Do you think you can get out alive alone?"

Yan Suo also got up slowly, and he said: "Since you don't cooperate, then let me use your body a little bit."

He pulled out the samurai sword at his waist and pointed it at Xia Youjie. The super curses present cooperated with him and besieged Xia Youjie in the center.

"It's better to advise you to give up, all your curse spirits combined can't beat them." Li Suo stared at the fake monk who sat firmly on the spot with a smooth expression, "They represent human beings' fear of the land, forests, and oceans, and they communicate with humans The fear of hatred contains inexhaustible magic power from the very beginning of birth. The super magic spirit you possess is like an underage baby in their eyes."

When Lisuo spoke, the blue-gray-haired suture-faced Mana Ling tilted his head, innocently and cruelly looking at Xia Youjie as if he saw a novel toy.

"His soul is really interesting." The real person's gray and black pupils flashed with excitement, "hatred... soft... pain... what a contradictory color! ——Can I extract his soul?"

"Of course, I just need his body." Ryoso lowered his body, making the attacking move of a Japanese samurai, skillfully using the technique of the Chanyuan fan - the secret "Love of Falling Flowers".

The smile on the corner of Xia Youjie's mouth grew bigger and bigger, "Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not like I can't beat it..."

"Who do you think you are?!" Leo Hu stared wide-eyed, the hot magma was ready to go, and it only needed a little bit to reduce the human beings in front of him to ashes.

"Who am I?" Xia Youjie squinted and turned his head with a smile.

"Of course I am the strongest." The arrogant voice sounded in the quiet air.

Under the tense confrontation, the wooden door of the temple was blasted open, sawdust scattered all over the ground, and a bloody gash was cut in the corner of Rensuo's eye.

The white-haired man stepped on the door and walked in step by step, with a smile on his lips, "After searching for so long, it's really not easy to find you! So-hey, you actually fanned the temple to death? Sure enough, it's hidden in the upper floors The undercover has his old fellow."

The man untied his blindfold, his blue eyes swept around, paused for a moment on Xia Youjie's cold face, then turned his head to stare at Ling Suo, "Are you curious how I know your whereabouts?"

Yansuo pursed his lips tightly. Although he has experienced thousands of years, he is still very afraid of Wujo Wu who has "six eyes". To be precise, he knows that in his current state, it is impossible to beat this man.

"3, 2, 1—it's time to reveal the answer!" Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, "Thanks to the last time you blew up that the target was to choose between Zhou and Jie, which gave me endless inspiration, otherwise I really didn't know what to do." How to guess where to find you."

The man smiled slightly, looking through the curse, "You mean it, Jay?"

"...You talk too much, Gojo Wu." Xia Youjie frowned, his expression unnatural.

Ling Suo instantly realized that he was being teased. Xia Youjie was severely injured by Gojo Wu and fled to Sendai to recuperate. It was a trap deliberately set up by the two people in front of him, just to lure him into the urn!

Gojo Satoru shrugged, "If that's the case, let's just kill you all."

The thick black "tent" has been lowered at some point, with a radius of [-] meters above the ground and a radius of [-] meters underground, forming a cage to prevent anyone from escaping.

Taking advantage of the curse's inattention, Xia Youjie jumped onto the roof from their siege, and the spell released hundreds of curse spirits above the first level outside the temple.

"There's no way to escape, branch monster." The white-haired man clasped his index finger on his middle finger, his blue pupils flashed a sharp light, "The domain is expanding——"

The area with a radius of three meters just included everyone except Xia Youjie.

""Boundless space". "

The 10-minute information was indiscriminately poured into the heads of Suo and Curse. All creatures in the domain except Gojo Satoru fell into a stagnation, and their spirits were filled with information pouring in like a tide, unable to think or act.

——As expected, the weak point is in the brain.

Wujo Wu was thoughtful, his eyes swept over the stitching line between the forehead of the fan in the Buddhist temple, if this is the case, just blow his head off.

field disappears.

All the stagnant people and the curse just came back to their senses, and cold sweat spread all over their bodies in an instant. It wasn't until this time that they realized how ridiculously strong Gojo Satoru was.

"Cang" slammed over with a blue light, and the ensuing "Spiritual Manipulation" squeezed three cursed and one cursed fetus inward.

Countless black air flew out from the sluggish curse, and the core of the curse was formed into small balls by Xia Youjie, and quickly stuffed into his mouth.

Rensuo wanted to escape, but Wujou held him firmly in place. He was trapped in the body of the Chanyuan fan, and he could only stare at Wujou in front of him and Xia on the beam behind him. You Jie.

The corners of their lips curled up at the same time, and they laughed viciously——

"We are the strongest."

The extremely destructive "茈" caused the air to tremble, Wutiao Wu put his palm against the Zenyuan Fan's forehead, and was about to start the spell, when suddenly a worm mantra emerged from the ground, swallowed the Zenyuan Fan's body in one gulp, and the next Seconds later, that body appeared beside Xia Youjie out of thin air.

Gojo Wu suddenly raised his head, stared at Xia Youjie who was making trouble on the beam, and raised his eyes in confusion, "What do you want to do?"

"What can I do?" Xia Youjie clasped his hands and propped his chin, "I can't get out of your one-way function account. After you finish them, am I going to be sent to the death penalty? In order to avoid being escorted by high-level officials to confess , I at least want to leave myself with some support to do whatever I want, don’t you think so, Wu?”

The white-haired man shrank his pupils, only to see Xia You spread out his palms, and a sly smile appeared in his purple pupils, ""Spell Manipulation"—"

The sutures on the Zenyuan Fan's forehead instantly overflowed with strands of black air, and shrunk into a bloody brain flower. The mouth on the brain flower suddenly opened wide, and it let out a hoarse roar under the control of the operation.

The structure different from the curse made the compression of the technique very difficult, and Brainstorm jumped out suddenly, escaping from Xia Youjie's control.

Snapped!

A fluffy Peach Heart Curse Spirit suddenly jumped into the air from the five Wutiao Wu pockets, and slapped the brain flower with its long peach heart tail. This blow viciously sent the brain flower directly in Xia Youjie's direction.

——It was you who killed my master, shoot you to death!

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath helplessly, grabbed the troublesome Taoxin curse spirit and stuffed it into his pocket.

The mantra manicure once again captured the core of the magic power in the brain, and this time rolled the opponent into a ball without hesitation. The man with the ball head frowned in disgust, and quickly swallowed it under Gojo Satoru's gaze.

Xia Youjie just jumped off the beam at this moment, his thumb wiped the disgusting taste from the corner of his mouth, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"Unfortunately, the death penalty is no longer available."

Wutiao Wu slapped Xia Youjie on the back of the head, holding the fake monk's collar, "Come, follow me back to the high school to kneel down for the night moth."

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The author has something to say:

Congratulations to Brother Jie for abandoning the dark and turning to the bright!By the way, get rid of the scumbag Zenyuan Fan!

There is another chapter later.