See the spirit boy Gangji

"So, what happened?" The one-eyed mantra couldn't help asking.Although it is said that real people often behave inconspicuously, their strength is definitely not bad. If there is any magic technique that caused him to look like this...

"What conjurer did you meet?"

"I don't know. Although it's a domain, it doesn't feel like a spell." The blue-haired curse spirit finally managed to recover from that state. He touched the corner of his mouth and sat cross-legged: "It's a human boy who is only about thirteen or fourteen years old."

"You were killed by a teenage human kid?" Leo Hu almost thought that the other party was joking.

The real person didn't seem to feel ashamed, and there was a smile on his face: "In fact, the opponent gave him a second with one move! So strong."

"My avatar should be regarded as the same level." The blue-haired curse spirit spoke with a rare sweetness. If you don't look at the twisted sutures on his body, it makes people feel like a Young people in love.

But once the nature of the other party is considered, it makes people feel a little disgusting.

"I really want to see him again. Hey, my patience is too low, otherwise I can stay there for a while."

"I fell in love with him at first sight." The real person supported his face with his hands.

He extracted an idiom from the human dictionary to accurately describe his emotions at the moment.

ha?You just want to eat each other.Leo Hu was speechless about the real person's wicked taste.

Special-level spell spirits like them actually don’t have much interest in eating human flesh. Basically, only low-level spell spirits who don’t have wisdom and only know how to replenish their strength through flesh and blood and were born under certain special conditions will like it. Do this kind of thing.

After all, the feature of cannibalism is simply exposing yourself directly under the eyes of the conjurer.

There is no need to take greater risks for this kind of fun.

"One move can kill a first-level curse spirit." The black-haired man with slender eyebrows and eyes thought for a while: "At first I thought you were talking about the magician in the Yusan family."

"However, if a teenage conjurer has this kind of genius, he would probably want to show it off based on the personalities of those families." The emergence of powerful conjurers is really important for families whose strengths are currently checked and balanced. After all, Wujo Wu's Yiqi Juechen is also a sharp knife on the head of other families, and it is simply irritating.

"Another young super-level conjurer, Yigu Yuta, is probably still abroad, and the time and place don't match up."

What's more... opened the field at the age of thirteen or fourteen? "Are you sure? A real person." You can't talk nonsense like this.

"Hey, I'm not interested in lying about this kind of thing." The real person waved his hand, changed the subject, and asked with a smile:

"Do not you trust me?"

"How come?" The black-haired cursing master smiled: "I'm just too surprised, if you are not wrong, then we can be considered to have found incredible information."

"You have been in the opponent's field for a while, so what do you think of the opponent?" The curse master added: "Of course I am not talking about whether the opponent is good or not."

"Looks like a very vigilant kid. Since I debuted, I haven't shown any emotion. I'm not afraid at all. The satellite killed me with one move. It seems that it should be based on my own strength. "The real man shook his finger: "He used flames."

"A very terrible flame."

"Then can you find his location?" Xia Youjie turned on the phone, and the appearance of a curse master in cassock skillfully sending messages on it always made the appearance of a blue-haired curse spirit that had not been hatched for a long time in this world feel a bit novel, a real person He waved his hand casually: "I felt that my avatar was wiped out and I searched for it, but it's so strange that all the filth of the spell power was completely wiped out, and I couldn't find it all at once. "

The real person originally planned to play tricks and leave a little magic power in the domain space as a mark, but in the end, there was no scum left, and the tracking was cut off.

If you want to find it now, you can only conduct a large-scale investigation through other means.A real person's mana avatar will not go too far away from the range of his own body.

"I really want to meet him soon." The blue-haired young man covered his face and said longingly.

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The brown-haired boy was silent in a dream that was as soft as black cotton, and the dream without external interference was dark and sweet.

If only he could sleep all the time, he thought.Sleep is an absolutely indispensable part of life. Although people often say that "you can sleep peacefully after death", and you have to work hard to fight for something in your life, but I am just a salted fish without any big dreams. I am alive. It's a super happy thing.

Moreover, people can only feel the joy of sleep when they are alive.

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that he hadn't had such a good night's sleep for a long time, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in a warm water flow, but this gentle water flow suddenly became a little turbulent in his ears.

"Gang...Gang..."

"Ah Gang, wake up!"

"Judaime!!!"

very noisy……

"What's wrong with him? Why is there something on his neck? Was it hurt? Who did it?!" The voice was gnashing teeth.

"How do I know, I didn't do it." An older man retorted with a somewhat impatient voice: "Who is going to heal a man—ah, you brat! What are you doing! I don't know if I haven't seen you for a few years What do you mean by respecting the old and loving the young!?"

The voices of men complaining and arguing were playing in a loop like a loudspeaker in the originally silent wilderness, making people's heads ache.

"So you have to check it again!! Why did Judaimu have a wound on his neck as soon as he came back, you bastard!!" Hayato Jidaimu is like a powder keg that is about to explode at any time: "Damn Judaimu just went to find Damn you, baseball bastard!! Why aren’t you with Judaime!!”

"Calm down Prison Temple..."

"Quiet Prison Temple." Another childish voice suddenly sounded, and the quarrel next to it seemed to press the pause button: "I want to talk to Shamar now, you both go out first."

"But, Mr. Reborn..." Just as Hayato made a sound, Reborn had already expected what the other party was going to say, and said calmly, "If you make a noise here, it will disturb Ganga's rest."

I... Hayato Gujiji pursed his lips, and gave Takeshi Yamamoto a fierce look, and the two of them walked out of the infirmary and closed the door behind them.

The infirmary finally returned to cleanliness, and Shamar finally took a sigh of relief and sat back on the office chair.

"I'm so pissed off, this brat is getting more and more irritable."

"What's his situation now?" The little black-clothed baby in a bowler hat jumped onto the counter next to him.

"I don't want to see a doctor for a man," Shamar murmured a few words complaining, and looked at the childish face on the bed: "Is this the ten-generation kid you mentioned? I didn't check it out. What's wrong."

Shamar found the killer's dark eyes staring at him, and quickly explained: "Hey, hey, I'm not lying, blood pressure, breathing and heartbeat are normal, except for occasional stumbling, there are also young people In addition to the problem of staying up late, I feel that he is healthy enough to kill a cow."

"It's even said that his physical fitness is much stronger than most ordinary people." Shamar shrugged.

Reborn shifted his gaze back to the brown-haired boy's weak-looking face.The boy breathed lightly and slowly.

He suddenly sneered, took out a pistol from his pocket and aimed it directly at the face of the person on the bed.

"Stupid Gang." The immature child's voice carried an undisguised murderous look.

"Three seconds."

"If you don't get up, I'll just bombard you."

Shamar's face twitched. Seriously? ?

"one,"

He starts counting.

"two."

"three--"

Finally, at the last second, the brown-haired boy rolled off the bed like a salted fish about to die, and hit the ground hard, at the same time, a bullet shot out directly from the muzzle of the black hole , directly penetrated the ground!

A wisp of white smoke came out from the muzzle of the gun, and the killer blew it casually, his dark eyes staring at the brown-haired boy on the ground whose expression was a little blank due to the fright of the gunshot.

"Ah, you actually woke up." He said regretfully, "What a pity."

"What are you doing...it's dangerous," Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his half-closed eyes slightly, and seemed to be a little shocked to accuse the other party: "People will die." But the tone was indeed a soft and stepping feeling that violated harmony. , sounds listless, although it is also a complaint, but it is completely different from the previous "Help me, you can't do this kind of thing!! Put it away quickly, I will call the police! I will really call the police, wow!!" This kind of breakdown is completely different .

"Isn't it all right? As the next leader of the Mafia, why do you make such a fuss over such a trivial matter?" Reborn raised his gun expressionlessly, and then fired a shuttle at the boy, and the hot bullets rubbed against him The top flew directly to the wall behind, and the lime wall immediately shattered with white ash on the ground, revealing a little bit of steel structure.

Shamar turned his head and stared at his dilapidated infirmary, then turned his head again, got up, and pulled the swivel chair under him to retreat several meters.

"I see that you are sleeping soundly. I'm afraid that ordinary methods won't wake you up, and Prisoner Yamamoto didn't respond to calling you for a long time." Reborn shook the weapon in his hand: "It's much more efficient now, isn't it?"

Gang Ji was speechless at this upright tone, "How long do you want to sit on the floor?" Gang Ji could only get up cautiously and pick up the quilt on the ground again and put it back on the bed.

During this period, he pulled his neck, took a breath of cool air, stretched out his hand and felt the bandaged area below, a soreness swept directly from the neck, even the position from the chest to the collarbone was aching, Tsuna's entire face turned into a bitter face.

"I saw the surveillance video. It's amazing, you stupid gang. You were able to hold Hibari Kyouya and run wildly in the corridor. This can be regarded as a brilliant stroke in your bad resume, right?"

ah.Senior... The brown-haired boy staggered for a moment. Thinking of that murderous face, he became dizzy and lay down on the bed with limp legs.

"What are you going to do?" Reborn asked with interest.

The brown-haired boy rolled his eyes a bit dullly, looked at reborn, and said slowly:

"Um, transfer school?"

If you transfer to another school, you don’t need to see Hibari-senpai anymore, or you can hide at home for a few days... Tsuna felt that Reborn’s sight was gradually becoming dangerous, so she quickly changed her words:

"I'll go directly to Bingsheng Central Hospital."

Reborn raised his eyebrows: "The reason?"

Gang Ji said cautiously: "I said I'm allergic. If Senior Skylark wants to beat me up, can he get rescued by the medical staff in time?"

Now that I have prepared my reasons and future affairs, I don't even need to go to the hospital.

Reborn: "..."

Shamar was surprised by this kid's brain circuit.

But the boy seems to be quite satisfied with his own ideas. "It would be great if Senior Skylark could knock me out first when he was beating me up, so that I wouldn't feel the pain, and I'd get over the difficulty as soon as I woke up."

Reborn raised the brim of his hat: "Hehe."

"As expected of a good-for-nothing." The killer directly pulled the wrench, and bullets flew everywhere, filling the entire infirmary with soot.

Shamar couldn't be more grateful for his foresight.

Although the mess in the infirmary made him uncomfortable, someone would come to fix it afterwards.

The doctor, who was several meters away from them, looked listlessly at the boy several times with his eyelids up and down.

He had heard of the name "Waste Material Gang" a little bit, but he didn't expect it to be the kid brought by Reborn.

And the name Hibari Kyoya, Shamar thought for a moment and touched his chin.

Oh, it's the little ghost head of the discipline committee member who has no one in sight.

Shamar was very impressed with this guy. After all, on the first day he came to this school to become a school doctor, a group of plane heads brought seven or eight knocked out and injured kids into his infirmary.

He hated treating stinky men the most. At that time, he was the only one in the school medical department, and Shamar couldn't reveal his identity, so he could only swallow his anger and spend a whole day with the male creatures that came in continuously.

At that time, he was so angry that he couldn't help but take revenge on the other party when he knew that it was the Disciplinary Committee who did it.

Shamar casually opened a beauty magazine on the table, most of his eyes fell on the hot blond beauty satellite girl in bikini, and barely spared a small part to stay on this miserable [-]th generation candidate.

The way this guy was brought in seemed a little different.

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已修感谢在2021-11-1422:55:19~2021-11-1622:27:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: the one who is not straight in the world;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 338170241;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Pharaoh next door; 11 bottles of Qianli; 3 bottles of edamame whipped cream;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!