Yes, I did all this!

The next moment, the position where she was just now was hit by Feng Ling, and she fell to the ground, and let out a suppressed roar:

"Neville!"

"What should I do?"

Duanmu Mo opened his hands and laughed:

"Do you want to save your sister, or continue to attack me?"

"..."

Feng Ling gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and finally turned to his sister and quickly began to treat her.

"Okay..." Duanmu Mo clapped his hands and whispered: "Then, I should also make a quick decision."

Pulled out the Crow Swarm card, and the clone that entangled the monster suddenly dissipated. He picked up the Listening card, looked at the emerald wind floating in the card, and inserted it on the side of the belt.

Hu——

Emerald energy floated around Duanmu Mo, he straightened his collar, and the emerald wind wrapped around his neck, turning into an energy-like scarf floating.

"It looks a bit weird... never mind."

Duanmu Mo jumped high, the green wind blowing around him, carrying him high into the sky, and the scarf on his neck left a green trailing shadow at high speed.

He stopped in front of the monster and looked at its current state.

Due to the sand-blown body, it did not suffer much damage from several attacks by Neville, but now, the situation is different.

Calling back the weapon, the black iron sword returned to the card, and the motorcycle sword was held in his hand and carried on his shoulder.

"Ah!"

The underworld monster didn't know why the clones around him disappeared, but in the battle just now, it knew one thing, that is, it must kill the guy with the breath of the monster in front of it, otherwise it would never be able to leave.

Its body turned into sand again, sweeping towards Duanmu Mo.

But facing this attack, Duanmu Mo just raised his hand casually.

The black vortex condensed from his hand, spinning at high speed, and the green wind turned into a tornado around it, absorbing everything around it.

His ability combined with the hurricane quickly tore the wind-sand monster apart and sucked it in.

"Ah--"

Just when it wanted to break away from the vortex again, it roared in pain.

Its body could not condense, and under the surge of the green wind, it was forced to maintain the wind-sand posture, which was also absorbed by Duanmu Mo's vortex faster.

In the black vortex in Duanmu Mo's hand, the green wind and gravel surged, and the sound of the monster struggling came from time to time.

The green wind tore the negative emotions on the monster little by little, peeled it off, causing further damage to it, but it could not resist at all.

Soon, the voice weakened, and Duanmu Mo also picked up the blank card and threw it into the vortex.

The power of the monster was sucked into it, and the monster made a final struggle in the vortex, but it was useless.

"Ah..."

As the monster's voice stopped, Duanmu Mo took out a card from the vortex and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad."

He turned his head to look at the two magic girls on the ground and shook the card in his hand.

"Thank you. Then, Ciao~"

After the voice fell, Duanmu Mo's body turned into a black vortex and disappeared on the spot.

Volume 1: Chapter 289: Bruised and bruised

-In the baseball field, Xia Yan stood on the serving machine and caught a fast-shooting baseball and threw it casually.

"Let me see, the next number should be... seven."

Looking at the next flying baseball, Xia Yan threw the one in her hand. The two baseballs collided, and the latter one flew into the air at an angle and was caught by Xia Yan again.

"Well, it's seven."

Boredomly turning off the serving machine, Xia Yan's movements were more relaxed than before, and she had obviously made greater progress in training.

"Hey, why is Duanmu Mo so late?"

Xia Yan turned her head and looked at the chair beside her.

Usually Duanmu Mo sat there reading a magazine, but now he left for something.

Simply put, Xia Yan felt thirsty during training, so Duanmu Mo left in the middle to buy her some water, but he left until now.

Xia Yan waited impatiently, and not long after, her cell phone suddenly rang. She took it out with surprise and saw that it was indeed Duanmu Mo who opened it.

"Where have you been?" Xia Yan answered the phone and said angrily, "Do you know how long I've been waiting?"

"Actually, on the way to buy water, I saw the situation of Yin and Ling. They were fighting against the monsters."

Hearing this, Xia Yan frowned: "What's the situation?"

"The monster is Neville. He summoned the underworld monster in advance by some unknown method. Yin and Ling went to fight, but they were beaten badly. Yin's chest was pierced."

"What?!" Xia Yan's face became serious: "How is she now!"

"The battle is over. Ling should be flying here. I have to rush over to see her situation. Sorry, Xia Yan, you can train by yourself."

"......Okay, then you take care of them." Xia Yan took a deep breath and nodded.

"Well, that's it." Duanmu Mo nodded and hung up the phone.

He rode on the motorcycle, smiled at the black phone, put it back in his pocket and drove towards the house.

It was not difficult for Duanmu Mo to master the rhythm of training so that Xia Yan would feel thirsty and he would have an excuse to leave.

Feeling the two cards he had obtained, Duanmu Mo showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Twisting the handlebars of the motorcycle, Duanmu Mo left this place and drove away.

Soon, when he arrived at the gate of the compound, his mobile phone rang.

"Mr. Duanmu, I..."

"——I'm at the gate of the compound. Is your sister okay?"

"... She still maintains the posture of a magical girl, but she has too many injuries..."

"Bring her here, I'll prepare the medicine."

"Okay, please, Mr. Duanmu."

After hanging up the phone, Duanmu Mo entered the house and prepared the treatment medicine.

"But then again, I needed to rest yesterday and I have to heal today. The pressure on the magical girl has been getting bigger and bigger recently."

Not long after Duanmu Mo muttered, the two magical girls quickly entered the house, and Feng Ling held the weak Lingyin and flew towards him in the house.

"Mr. Duanmu, I..."

"No need to say anything extra, send her in."

Duanmu Mo opened the door and let Feng Ling lie on it with Lingyin.

"Um...Mr. Duanmu..." Lingyin's mouth was bleeding, and she looked at Duanmu Mo with difficulty.

"Are you okay? How long can you maintain the transformed state?"

Looking at the wound he caused, Duanmu Mo said calmly.

"I don't know...but it's okay for the time being."

"Okay, then can you take off your clothes?"

"Well..."

Lingyin panted softly, untied the decorations on her body, revealing her smooth but hideous skin with wounds.

Looking at the wounds on it, Duanmu Mo showed a thoughtful look, as if he was struggling.

"How is it?" Feng Ling had already lifted the transformation, and looked at Duanmu Mo anxiously and asked.

"...The injury is very serious, for a normal person's body."

Duanmu Mo took out the medicine and injected it into Lingyin's arm.

"A normal person would die if they received such an injury, but Lingyin was only seriously injured. And seeing that her injuries have stopped bleeding, I think she only needs to rest for half a day, and she should be able to undo the transformation - I will treat her then."

These were all wounds caused by him, and Duanmu Mo himself knew the effect best.

"Then now..."

"I gave her some anesthetic, which should relieve her pain, but I can't do anything else. After all, I'm just an ordinary person, and such a serious injury is beyond my ability to handle."

Duanmu Mo picked up a towel and wiped the blood spilled from her body:

"Ling, go to the hospital to get some glucose, Yinyin needs nutritional supplements now."

"Okay, do you need anything else?" Shenwu Ling nodded nervously and said.

"That's all, go and come back quickly."

"Yes!"

Time was urgent, Shenwu Ling transformed into a magical girl again and flew out.

Looking at the direction she left, Duanmu Mo calmly retracted his gaze, looked at Lingyin who looked weak, and smiled at her:

"It's okay, have a good rest."

"Well... I believe in Mr. Duanmu's judgment." Lingyin lowered her eyes and gently moved her eyes away: "But, can you use something to help me cover it... I'm a little embarrassed..."

"Oh, sorry."

Duanmu Mo looked at her smooth skin, nodded, picked up the towel and covered her chest, and covered her lower body with the quilt.

"... You saw everything." Seeing Duanmu Mo's calm face, Lingyin smiled embarrassedly, but her face was still pale.

"Don't think about these things, healing is important."

Duanmu Mo shook his head and put his hand on her head.

"It was the same last time. Sometimes I couldn't help but think... Mr. Duanmu, are you so uninterested in me~"

Lingyin smiled. In this physical state, she still had the mood to tease him. It seems that she is in good spirits.

"One thing is another--Okay, close your eyes and have a good rest."

"Ah..." Seeing Duanmu Mo unmoved, Lingyin sighed, nodded helplessly, and closed her eyes.

Sleeping is the best way to recover. Maybe Lingyin's physical fitness as a magic girl also knows what is most important now, so Duanmu Mo's anesthetic took effect quickly, allowing Lingyin to sleep in the posture of a magic girl.

Looking at her sleeping face, Duanmu Mo raised his hand calmly.

In that hand, the card belonging to Lingyin emerged.

"Natural recovery is a bit troublesome, let's do this."

Talking to himself, Duanmu Mo put the card on Lingyin's body and merged it into her body.

The magic girl's power was replenished, and the speed of recovery from injuries in her arms and waist was instantly faster. Duanmu Mo just waited like this to take back the card before Feng Ling came back.

Volume 1: Chapter 290: A win-win situation

"Yin! Are you okay?"

--That night, Yu Zhi heard about Shen Wuyin's situation after school and rushed back immediately.

But when she opened the door, she saw Shen Wuyin standing at the table cutting fruit.

"Ah, Yu Zhi, I made you worried." After seeing her coming, Shen Wuyin put down the knife and showed a gentle smile.

"......Are you okay?"

Yuzhi looked at her and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

"Neville's sword did not penetrate my heart, and Mr. Duanmu also treated me in time, so I can still move." Shenwuyin lifted her sleeves, which were still tied with some bandages:

"But if I want to fully recover, even if I calculate it as a magical girl, it will take a few days."