Male god strategy plan

Hundreds and thousands of curse spirits overwhelmed the sky and overwhelmed the ground, and the black mass was like locusts crossing the territory, leaving only a piece of ruins in the place they passed.

The cars behind him were coerced and oppressed by the curse spirit, and the tin cars were crushed, flattened and swallowed into their stomachs, and the curse spirit's body became bloated and huge in an instant.

Osamu Dazai drew out his gun and pointed it at the attacking curse spirits, and the bullets shot out "pang bang pang", but they couldn't hurt the curse spirits at all, and even those bullets became nutrients for them to grow rapidly.

"It seems that these monsters can devour everything, concrete, cars, steel, stone pillars... but they can eat anything that can be eaten."

Osamu Dazai reloaded the magazine, but this time he didn't shoot again, but stuffed the gun into his waist: "It's useless, I can only find another way, Miyazawa-kun, Atsu-kun, jump out of the car, solve it!" they."

Miyazawa Kenji jumped out of the car with a single command. Looking at the hordes of ghosts rushing towards him, he only felt that it was delicious food. Those black ghosts were like pork belly with crispy skin, exuding a tempting aroma.

"It smells so good~ I'm so hungry, can I eat it?" Kenji Miyazawa grabbed a curse spirit with one hand and tore it apart, preparing to swallow the curse spirit into his stomach.

However, just as he opened his mouth, Atsushi Nakajima slapped it open, and the curse spirit rolled around on the ground and died in pain.

"You can't eat it now, you can rest assured that you can eat enough after all the curse spirits are resolved!" Nakajima Atsushi tore a curse spirit, and his hands and body were sprayed with blood.

He didn't understand what was so good about those black and sticky things that looked like raw octopus and had a stench all over their bodies.

Just looking at it is disgusting, and only Kenji Miyazawa in this world would eat this kind of thing as food.

But Kenji Miyazawa has a problem, he will fall into a deep sleep after eating and drinking.

He can't eat now, and now he still needs his combat power, so he can't let him sleep when he is full.

"Ah, what a pity, fresh ones taste better, and grilled meat is more delicious and chewy." Miyazawa Kenji grabbed a curse spirit's thigh with both hands, and threw the curse spirit directly to the ground.

A bunch of delicious food looks inedible, annoying!

After solving everything, you can eat, there is a show!

Gotta fix it all fast!

The curse spirits flew out one by one, Miyazawa Kenji threw one of the curse spirits a hundred meters away with one hand, Atsushi Nakajima tore off the curse spirits in his hand and took the time to look at him, feeling his strange power again.

For a bite to eat, he has already exerted his full strength.

A burst of mysterious light lit up in the carriage, and countless charms penetrated Ninzu Yushi's body, and the wound gradually healed. He coughed twice and sat up, instantly revived with full blood.

"Ahem..." He coughed twice violently as if his neck was being strangled. Osamu Dazai saw that he regained consciousness, slightly bent his knees, and squatted in front of him: "It seems that there is nothing serious."

"Miss Akiko's medical skills are as reliable as ever." Dazai Osamu squinted his eyes and praised, and Yosano Akiko took out a beautiful silk handkerchief and slowly wiped the bloody sword, his expression suddenly changed.

"That's natural." The beautiful shoulder-length short hair was clean and neat, exactly the same as the movement of the knife.

Yosano Akiko's eyes shot coldly, and the knife was on Ninzu Yushi's body: "When the curse spirit is solved, we will talk about the old days."

He gasped slightly to calm down his breathing, and his affectionate peach blossom eyes under the lens showed a bit of helplessness.

They seem to have nothing worth reminiscing about, a relationship that ended without a problem in seven days, what is there to reminisce about?

That is the old calendar hundreds of years ago.

With a sound of "pong", Yushi Ninzu was hit on the forehead, and a strange atmosphere permeated the space.

[Contacting with SSS-level beauties will reduce the life value by 200 days, and the remaining balance will be 130 days. Please manage yourself well, and please do not contact the lady again. 】

Shinobu Yuuji looked at him silently, the four lines handed over, that affectionate gaze made Yosano Akiko nervous.

Why are you looking at her like that?

Does he know how to be careful? He clearly knows that he has peach blossom eyes, so why doesn't he know how to restrain himself?

"No...you don't need to thank me too much." She brushed her hair to cover up the embarrassment in her heart, and her hatred gaze instantly turned into anger.

I thank you all!

Taking nearly 800 days of his health and washing everything about him, do you still want him to thank you?

I really want to kill her now!

Ninja Yushi told himself that he had to be calm, she was trying to save him, she didn't know that touching him would reduce his life.

Those who don't know are innocent and shouldn't blame her.

"How is the situation now?" He adjusted his glasses, put his hands on his knees and squinted at Osamu Dazai.

"As you can see, the situation is relatively bad, we are surrounded."

The curse spirits were overwhelming, and the whole sky seemed to be haunted by wailing, Renzu Yushi looked at the **** scene full of doubts.

He couldn't think of anyone else who could manipulate so many spell spirits except for the fake summer oil.

According to the information he got from Gu Feise, after the death of the real person, the fake summer oil should not continue to appear again.

At least he will not come out when this kind of combat power is lacking. If he is a fake Xiayou, he should recharge his energy and quickly win over the alliance.

At this moment, countless curse spirits leaped up, and the curse spirits flew high into the sky, like a dark cloud covering the entire sky tightly and airtight.

All of a sudden, the mantra moved forward at high speed, like flocks of migratory birds returning to the north, heading in one direction, completely ignoring the existence of Ninzu Yushi.

He climbed up the car door suddenly, leaned out of the car and looked at the direction where the curse spirit was flying, lost in thought.

Why did you run away suddenly?

Do you know that you can't beat a tactical retreat?

If the information is correct, the fake summer oil character would indeed do such a thing.

But the pseudo-summer oil will simply give up and do nothing?

The curse spirit gradually flew away and gradually became the size of a sesame seed. Just as Ninzu Yushi wanted to relax, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly understood.

Xia Youjie's target is not him, but Yukimura Seiki!

"Drive, catch up with Jingshi, his goal is Jingshi!!"

Dark clouds suddenly overwhelmed the top of the head, and the sky gradually became dark and gloomy. The car saw that the car was about to catch up with the Rolls-Royce in front, but Yukimura Seiichi was sensitively aware of the powerful magic power sweeping behind him.

The mantra is full of power, although the levels are different, but it is definitely not to be underestimated and troublesome.

So many spells...

Seeing the approaching vehicles, Seiichi Yukimura finally gave up the idea of ​​troublesome Keigo Atobe.

To deal with the curse spirit, even if you find Keigo Atobe, you can't solve it.It might be useful against the hundreds of private policemen of the sniper script department, but it is obviously not effective against the curse spirit.

"parking!"

"Master Yukimura, you can't stop now, it's very dangerous, and you'll catch up with Master Atobe soon." The driver's voice trembled slightly, and his whole body trembled as he glanced at the spell spirits of various shapes.

He also couldn't figure out why he had suddenly crossed from a shootout movie to a horror movie, and why those ghosts kept chasing him?

The fine sweat on his forehead fell down in big beads, wet the steering wheel in his hand.

Even so, he still did his best to complete his final task: "Master Yukimura, please protect yourself..."

"No, stop and let me down, and then you drive the car away, the farther the better."

"But……"

"No but! Do as I say if you don't want to die."

He choked on his words, and the moment he received Yukimura Seiichi's cold gaze, he completely gave up thinking.

The car braked suddenly and stopped, the door opened immediately, and the lonely figure of Seiichi Yukimura stood alone.

But for a moment, the car meandered forward and left gracefully.

The wind blew up the hem of his clothes, and countless curse spirits swirled in front of him like a storm. Between the twisted curse spirits, a figure in cassock slowly walked out of the huge body and came in front of him.

"Xingmura-kun, long time no see." Pseudo-Xiayou grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

The moment he saw him, Yukimura Seiichi's face was pale, and suddenly he felt a dull pain in his hip bone.

"It looks like the injury hasn't healed yet." Fake Xia You put his hands into the wide sleeves of the cassock, and his sharp eyes instantly saw through his flaws.

Yukimura Seiichi sneered: "Your injury seems to be healed."

Pseudo-Xia You paused slightly, recalling the scene of the day when he had clashed with him, his hands tightly wrapped in his cassock.

He needs his construction technique and cannot conflict with him.

But for a moment, he smiled, and negotiated and persuaded him in a peaceful way as much as possible: "I have always advocated a peaceful solution to the problem, but unfortunately you have never listened to my opinion. If you agreed to my opinion a year ago, you would become my Allies, we will not be so deadlocked."

Yukimura Seichi became more and more disdainful. He didn't even bother to be a curse master, so why should he join him as a curse master: "It's not necessary to be an ally, it's just a different way in the end."

"I heard that you still plan to continue the US Open recently, but you obviously can't do it in your current state." He turned around and walked towards him step by step, "Since you can't give up tennis, I won't force you, I can Help you solve the spell, but you have to promise me a condition."

A person who hurt him promised to make up for him, but asked him to pay a certain price, how ridiculous.But he wanted to know what he wanted: "It seems quite tempting, tell me what the conditions are."

"After the death of Ninata Yushi, his body belongs to me."

"Haha..." Yukimura Seichi laughed inexplicably, "I'm not his parents, how could I be able to control his body after death? In this country, people have to be cremated after death. You are too A little whimsical."

It seems that the high school of conjuration didn't reveal the secret of Ninzu Yushi's body's immortality. Zenyuan Naoya didn't know about it, and neither did the fake Xiayou.

In some respects, that kid Fu Heihui did a good job and didn't make a big deal out of it.If it is known that Su Nuo cannot be killed, the entire magic world may be in panic.

"I'm not in a hurry now. There are people everywhere who want to kill him. One day he will die. I believe you can get it."

"Stop dreaming, before he turns into a corpse, why don't I crush you into a corpse first." Yukimura Seichi frowned, clasped his hands together in front of his body and made a seal.

[Field Expansion—Dreamland! 】

The infinite domain unfolded, and the moment hundreds of spell spirits were drawn into the domain, they were instantly reduced to ashes.

"Ninzu Yuuji, you belong to me, even if you die, you will be the ghost of my Yukimura family, what are you!"

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