Why aren't people raising me

Between life and death.

The effect is exactly the same as the slashing of the two-faced Su Nuo. The curse spirits pouring in from the negative floor seem to have entered an all-round meat grinder, and they are crushed one by one by the invisible pressure from the outside, and their bodies continue to elongate Distorted, and finally exploded to death, those fragments flew in the air profusely, and dissipated visible to the naked eye.

Lisuo opened his mouth slightly, watching those "family members" rushing to die, like ants jumping off the frying pan without knowing the danger ahead.

Mud ideas are probably the description that flatters them.

It's too weak, obviously it's been collecting combat power for so long...

"You...!" Yan Suo turned his head and stared at his father and mother, "Even you have learned to deceive!"

Careless.

Whether it's the father and mother in "Masaharu Akashi"'s memory, or the first meeting during the tsunami, this curse spirit seems to be only thinking about Masaharu Akashi, and even needs to be instructed when fighting, the only one Initiative is to protect Akashi Masaharu.

"when……"

When did you learn it.

"Because I have lost Masaji twice." The father and mother understood his meaning, their voices were dry and firm, "Every time I reflect on what I did not do well, why I am not stronger, so I can continue to improve Evolve...or I may become the first curse spirit to commit suicide."

In a sense, the magical world sealed it and protected it.

Ling Suo clenched his fingers on the ground tightly, and seemed to be trying to hide his helplessness.

"Since you lost, don't babble, you don't have any hole cards to use."

The oppressor's sarcastic voice came from his head, and Ron Suo said, "I know you, you are very famous in the other world, although I don't pay much attention to those, but I still heard about the name of the gravity user from some channels."

"what?"

"You are as terrifying as a natural disaster."

"So much nonsense, are you out of your mind and want to praise me?"

"No, I want to say..." Yan Suo laughed maliciously, "It's so pitiful, the 'strong man' who makes people fearful, let his brother die in his arms."

Suddenly, the air became heavy and sticky.

Zhongyuan Zhongya's hair was covered with a strange red light, and his expression under the cover of his temples became extremely dark and terrifying.

"Do you think we dare not touch you because of this body?" Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be extremely angry, but also seemed to be extremely calm, "You have never exposed your body, how scared are you, although you are a little bit reluctant , but there is no need to think about the importance of the enemy and the dead flesh right in front of you."

Yazhi suddenly said from the side,

"Zhongye, hit him."

"boom!"

A loud bang.

That was the sound of the ground collapsing. The sudden gravity made the rope completely embedded in the ground, and his bones made a cracking sound that was so clear that it seemed to be attached to his ears, followed by muscles, internal organs...

The pain made his nerves so tense that he twitched. He probably wanted to scream, but the pain was so extreme that his throat tightened instead. He couldn't let out any wailing, and even the strength of struggling was stripped away. Became a luxury.

"Sure enough, you can also feel the pain, especially in the state of possession."

While stepping on his back, Zhongyuan let his gaze fall on his hair, so as not to be affected by that face, but after a while, he uncontrollably cast his gaze on the young man's forbearing eyes.

... He has never seen Yazhi grow up, Yazhi has always been a child in his impression.

After facing Darryl and confirming that Masaharu had a strange and unbelievable experience, he asked Gojo Satoru what kind of person 'Akashi Masaharu' was.

The other party didn't think much, and blurted out, "A hot guy."

It doesn't mean how enthusiastic he is in dealing with people and things, but that his attitude towards life is so serious that it is touching.

Whether it's your own or someone else's.

After that, Gojo Satoru showed Nakahara Nakahara the photo of Akashi Masaharu. He had quite a few in his hand, and the one he liked the most was the group photo in the orphanage. After showing it to Nakahara, he accepted it dissatisfied. Going back, "No, this picture doesn't show his handsomeness, his expression is a bit too silly, although it is very lively and beautiful, I will find another one for you."

In addition to the photos, Akashi Masaharu also has a speech video recorded by the school. He can move in it, holding a calm and elegant picture. Nakahara has seen it many times, and even he will be confused in a few minutes. I remember it all.

But electronic imaging is still different from real people, so Chuya's mood at this time is extraordinarily complicated.

Some touched, some sour.

If Masaharu Central Plains is safe...

Thinking of this, Chuya raised his head and glanced at the child beside Gojo Satoru.

Zhong Yuan also paused: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Who are you?"

Masaji was shocked: "That's too much Chuya! Obviously I recognized you at the first sight!"

Zhong also became anxious, "Where's your hair!"

Masaharu Nakahara has to take care of his hair every day, but he has the same hairstyle as Nakahara.

Masaharu stroked his curly hair, "Well, it's a long story..."

Let the heartwarming reunion of brothers be over for now, now is not the time to relax.

Yazhi walked in front of Masuo, who had been baptized by the pain, and still had an unyielding expression, those familiar pink eyes were looking at him with what could be called resentment, Yazhi lowered his gaze, The voice was a little hoarse, "For you, death is not scary, right? If you can live for such a long time, you may have long since lost the fear of death."

"You do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, so the worst thing you can bear is failure."

Yan Suo's eyes moved slightly, he didn't speak, maybe because he didn't have the strength, or maybe because he knew it was meaningless to say anything at this moment.

"But I really can't understand it. Using my body and getting my memory is equivalent to having another life. Why..." Yazhi was a little disappointed, "Why can't there be mercy?"

It is said that people are made up of memories.

Akashi Masaharu has spent his whole life watching suffering and saving suffering. His memory carries his thoughts, and Masaharu will definitely know it.

Yazhi squatted down, with mocking eyes, "So you really have no feelings for this kind of thing."

"It's ridiculous for me to tell you such a bunch of nonsense."

Yazhi thought about many reasons, many suspects, who wanted to kill him, and who would benefit the most after his death.

A rival in the business world, a mafia coveting Akashi's wealth, a high-ranking officer who is disgruntled by his occasional unruly behavior?But these characters have nothing to do with Masaharu Nakahara, so they were excluded by Masaharu.

So it turned out that it was a... lunatic plotting to change the world.

"You don't want to look like a winner." Ron Suo smiled awkwardly at him, "The curse of your father and mother has come into effect, and you will die according to the method you choose in a month. In my memory There is no possibility of repentance."

"Oh, you said that." Yazhi said lightly, "Do you think my father and mother will want me to die?"

"..."

Ryosuke looked at him blankly.

The meaning of father and mother flying behind Masaharu is self-evident.

"Obviously, no." Yazhi stood up, gently stroking the arms of his father and mother, "I don't want to tell you the details, but I can be sure that you won't see me on the other side in a month's time."

Yan Suo let out a gnashing of teeth from his throat, "How did you fool the real person?"

He's referring to the unreasonable.

"Confused? No, what the real person said is true. I was indeed saved by him, and it is true that I was only born for less than a month, but you didn't know that I could be reborn." Masaharu exchanged with Chuya who looked at him with nostalgia He rolled his eyes and continued, "I want to tell you a piece of good news, well, it's a secret that you don't know about being alive."

"—there is hell in this world."

Don't think that everything will be fine if you have escaped the punishment in the world.

"Although I didn't communicate in advance, I think my old friend Darryl won't make it easier for you."

Yazhi narrowed his eyes, his expression was a little gloomy,

"But now..."

"Now, we don't want you to die quickly." Gojo Satoru walked up to Masaharu, and the eyes of the sky were stained with joy and hatred, and he finalized the future for him, "After you get your body out, you will perish ?"

"Don't worry, you won't be freed so easily."

"Jaji is right. For you, death is not worth mentioning. Disappointment and despair are for you."

Such as torture, such as sealing, such as watching the whole world lose its magic power and become the "boring" appearance that he least wanted to see.

While speaking, another person came to the quiet second floor. It was Xia Youjie who flew down directly on the magic spirit. There was a tear in the other person's clothes, but there was no external injury.

After a fight, Xia Youjie looked refreshed instead.

"How is it?" He asked directly, his eyes swept around the unconscious person on the second floor, and he paused when he touched the rope, "...Is it over?"

"It's almost there. The curse spirits have been exorcised, and so have the reinvented people. Ordinary people should be fine. What about the curse masters who sneak in and the guys outside who want to take the opportunity to cause damage?"

"It's solved." Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his phone, "There is a signal on the rooftop, they sent me a message." He looked at Xia Youjie, "Where are you?"

"Hmm..." Xia Youjie covered his lips, "It's as bad as ever."

Ren Suo, who has realized something is wrong since Jie's appearance, widened his eyes, "You give the real person..."

Xia Youjie said as a matter of course, "Of course it was transformed into a curse spirit jade and absorbed."

"..."

Lin Suo's expression at that moment was blank.

It is more nothingness than confusion, as if the biggest blow in the world is nothing more than that.

"I thought about it, because I don't know your name yet, and I don't want to call you by your name properly, and I must give you a nickname, so I plan to call you that..."

Masaharu had a serious expression on his face, but when he said the second half of the sentence, it turned into a sneer,

"You lost, loser."