I, Zhongli, Wander the World

Zhongyuan Zhong was also stunned for a moment, and wanted to take another look, but the situation below was too much to think about.

Seeing that the white-haired boy was about to step forward with a knife, Zhongyuan Zhong also immediately increased the weight of his body and plunged down between the white-haired boy and the man.

boom!

The ground rammed by the explosion was violently blasted twice, and the smoke and dust filled the air. Zhongyuan Zhong also reached out and grabbed the knife in the hands of the white-haired boy, twisting it into a twist with gravity.

The white-haired boy took a step back in panic, "What...you, who are you?!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can't watch you rob innocent passers-by." Zhongyuan Zhong also threw away the twist knife and raised his chin, "Get out, don't let me ask you to get out."

Zhongyuan Zhongyuan's appearance from the sky and the end of Xiaodao have proved his identity as a power user. As the leader of the white-haired boy, he still can't save his face, but the servants behind him have already flinched.

"Shiro... Forget it." The attendant whispered, "We can't beat the power user."

"…cut."

Shirase gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Ability users are amazing! It's not that they only bully us ordinary people because they have supernatural abilities!"

He took a few steps back, pointed his finger at the tip of Zhongyuan Zhongyao's nose sternly, and said loudly, "You are nothing without your supernatural abilities!"

As he said that, he ignored Zhongyuan Zhongya's response. He seemed to be calm, but he panicked with a few of his valet, turned and was about to run into the street.

Zhongyuan Zhongyao just stood on the ground and watched them run away expressionlessly, his fingers moving slightly.

The pipe that was originally half buried in the ground suddenly rose from the ground. Unprepared, Shirase was tripped and turned on his back. He screamed and fell into a ball with his followers and rolled out of sight.

Nakahara Nakaya's gaze turned to the black-haired boy who watched everything happen without saying a word from the beginning.

"Aren't you running? Your companions have all fled," he asked.

The black-haired boy sitting in the shadows like a statue finally moved.

He tilted his head and looked over with dark kite-colored eyes. He seemed puzzled and said, "How strange, where did you see that I was with them? Could it be that this bracelet means nothing?"

As he said that, he shook his right hand wearing the bracelet, and the corner of his mouth pulled into an emotionless smile, "May I ask what's wrong with your eyes?"

His tone was cotton-like and soft, but the words he spoke were thorny at all.

"Oh, is it so."

This honorific sarcasm was much more popular than Shirase's incompetent rage, and Zhongyuan Zhong also clenched his fists and said with a blank expression: "Then you can't leave now if you want to, it doesn't matter if you are a group or not. Yes, I'll let you crawl out sideways now."

Is it easy to bully "Brother Zhongyuan" when he dominates primary and secondary schools!

Appearing in front of the boy almost instantly, when Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked out with his right foot carrying gravity, he was still thinking that it would be fine to just beat him normally, not to break people.

Soon, however, the thoughts in his heart turned into shock.

The black-haired boy who was sitting upright nimbly sideways dodged Zhongyuan Zhongya's blow, then walked around behind him by mistake, and reached out and patted Zhongyuan Zhongya's shoulder.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who was supporting his weight with gravity, almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"You..." He looked in shock at the dark-haired boy who patted his shoulder and retreated.

His powers... have failed?

Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously asked: "You also have supernatural powers?"

"Ability -" The black-haired boy lengthened his tone, and suddenly sneered when he showed a listening attitude in the Central Plains.

"What does it have to do with you?"

He turned around and exposed his entire back to Nakahara Chuya as if he wasn't worried about a sneak attack. He walked in the direction where Shirase and the others left, and quickly disappeared into the intricate streets.

Zhongyuan Zhong also did not chase after him this time.

Neutralizing abilities or something sounds unbelievable, so let's go back and discuss it with Luanbu.

With that in mind, Zhongyuan Zhong also turned to look at the man who was rescued by him.

It was obviously early spring when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, but the man was wrapped in thick clothes made of insulating material, and he also put on a cold-proof jacket. A red scarf carefully wrapped around his neck, gloves and cotton boots were all available, and he even wore earmuffs made of rabbit fur on his ears.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared blankly and said incomprehensibly, "Are you so cold?"

The man shuddered and clasped his arms subconsciously, "It's so cold, it's dead cold. Oh, I hate the weather in Yokohama, I really want to find a crater to jump into."

"...Ah, is that so?" Zhongyuan Zhong also replied dryly, he didn't know what to say anymore.

"Huh... Anyway, thank you for helping me out of the siege." The man politely bowed to Zhongyuan Zhong, who was much younger than him, "I have something to do at Leibo Street, so I'm sorry..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and said disapprovingly: "You look weak, you are the best fat sheep in Beingbo Street, do you still want to work here?"

"Ugh, but I have a mission..."

The man explained in a low voice, but just halfway through the words, Zhongyuan Zhongya's cell phone rang.

In the eyes of the man, the ochre-haired boy took out his mobile phone, and his expression changed immediately when he saw the caller ID on the screen.

Unlike his previous maturity or seriousness, he answered the phone with almost pure joy.

"Hello? Sir, why are you calling me at this time..."

At this time, it is like a child who received a condolence call from an adult.

With that in mind, the man is about to leave here while the ochre-haired boy is answering the phone.

"...Curse spirit? Yes, do you want to come?"

The key words that suddenly entered his ears made his footsteps stop.

Zhongyuan Zhong also answered the phone without realizing it. The gentle voice of the gentleman was coming from the microphone: "I am staying with the magician, and we can leave it to them to remove the magic spirit. The level of the magic spirit is super, and the scope of its impact cannot be guaranteed. There is no difference pool, and Zhongye should try to stay away from Beebo Street as much as possible."

"I see, sir." Zhongyuan Zhong also said solemnly. Compared with investigating the matter related to Huangba Tu in Leibo Street, it is obvious that the concern of Mr. is higher than that of him.

After hanging up the phone, Zhongyuan Zhong also exhaled, and was about to turn around to greet the man to go with him, but was startled by the face that suddenly approached.

"What are you doing!" It was too scary for the long-haired man to stand behind him like a ghost.

The man didn't seem to notice the dangerous thoughts of the ochre-haired boy in front of him. He blinked his eyes and asked in a soothing tone: "Young man, what's the situation with the 'curse spirit' you just said?"

"Can you please tell me?"

Zhong Li and a few people from the high school came to the block that was said to be haunted by super curse spirits.

"This place is really desolate." Gojo Satoru put one hand on his forehead like a pergola, standing on the eaves and looking around.

Although Beebo Street is synonymous with desolation and desolation, it has not reached the level where an entire block is uninhabited. Not to mention that the houses still look new, with no rust or moss growing around the corners.

"People living at the bottom are often more sensitive to the crises around them." Zhong Li knocked on the scrap metal wall beside him, "If nothing else, the residents here must have noticed it long before the news of the disappearance spread. Evacuate early because of the situation.”

Xia Youjie, who was looking at the information, agreed with Zhong Li's point of view, "That's right, the initial information about 'Window' this time was also revealed by the residents who escaped from here. According to that person's account, the disappearance case in this vicinity suddenly appeared recently. , Five people went missing in one night, one of them was a well-known wandering power user nearby. That's why he fled here."

"Hey, it's very smart, and escaped the disaster."

Gojo Satoru lightly jumped off the roof, looking through his sunglasses at the building whose walls were knocked on by Zhongli, "After all, even if it's a super class, it's rare to find someone who can reach the unfinished realm."

The wall suddenly melted.

It was like being instantly baked into molten iron by the high temperature, and the thin walls turned into black liquid and flowed down, dripping on the ground and even making a slight "hissing" sound.

A faint smell of rubber permeated the air.

The space exposed behind the wall was dark and chaotic, and there was a faint wave of ominous magic power gushing out.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, "Is this an invitation?"

"It's a provocation." Wujo Satoru said casually.

"Old rules, off-site assistance won't go in." Jiajin Glass breathed out a breath and took a step back, "Come on. Everyone."

The feeling of passing through the barrier of the curse spirit domain is not pleasant, and the sticky magic power is like silt, grabbing people and dragging them in. Zhong Li opened the Yuzhang shield at the right time, and immediately cut off all the foul magic power.

"Oh, that energy can still be used like that."

Gojo Satoru put his hand on the shield like a curious cat with a cheap hand. In essence, the shield that was condensed by the rock element was not an entity, and the hand passed through without any hindrance. The magic power from outside the shield rushed in, and was blocked by Wujo Satoru's unlimited spell that had been prepared for a long time.

Although Xia Youjie didn't extend his hand, there was also a hint of curiosity on his face.

"The power originates from the earth, and protection is the foundation of the foundation." Zhong Li said lightly.

Wujogo rolled his eyes, "Is Mr. Zhongli also from the earth?"

"Unfortunately, that's not the case." The condensed creation of the earth was Rhoda, not Morax, the demon god.

While speaking, several people have already walked inside the field. Zhongli removed the shield, and the scene of the entire interior space was immediately displayed in front of them.

"…factory?"

Xia Youjie clicked his tongue.

The realm of birth is such an unreasonable thing. It looks like a bunch of low-rise bungalows from the outside, but after entering, it turns into a wide and tall factory interior, which undoubtedly adds a lot of difficulty to the search for the body of the curse spirit.

There was a muffled sound of "gurgling" from the pipes fixed to the wall, and it seemed that something was being transported inside. The indoor temperature is very high. Originally, there was only a slight rubber smell rising in the field. It was already to the extent that ordinary people would almost vomit as soon as they smelled it.

Fortunately, the few people present were not ordinary people, Zhong Li's expression did not change, and Xia Youjie only frowned slightly. Only Gojo Satoru pinched his nose and yelled, and in all likelihood, he was adding drama to himself.

"It stinks." He pinched his nose like a jk in the house, and said in a sullen voice, "This spell spirit is not a spell spirit formed by resentment against the rubber processing factory!"

"Maybe." Xia Youjie recalled the description of the original topography of Leibo Street in the document, "If I remember correctly, before the big explosion, there was indeed a factory here."

Gojo Satoru said in disgust, "It must be caused by the black-hearted boss who owes his employees wages!"

This corridor is very long, and the end of the road is pitch-black, as if there is no end in sight. Xia Youjie released a few curse spirits to try to break the wall of the corridor, but he could only smash a hole in the pipe on the wall, and because of this, the black substance overflowing from the pipe corroded a few small curse spirits.

However, this movement seems to have also spread out, not long after, a faint noise suddenly came from the front of the unchanged corridor.

The two high school students looked at each other and immediately ran forward. Before Zhong Li ran, he glanced at a corner on the ground, and then clung to the back without hesitation.

As they got closer, the noise gradually became clearer, and one could hear the panicked footsteps of two people running forward, interspersed with violent gasps.

Two people ran out of the darkness in the hallway.

It was two young teenagers, and their bodies were covered in the blood of unknown people. The white-haired one saw a few people—the focus was on Xia Youjie’s spell—his eyes lit up and he shouted loudly, “Hey!

The two children ran all the way to several people, and they almost collapsed to the ground when they looked out of breath. Gojo Satoru frowned and held the white-haired boy in his hand, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Oh, Wu, be gentle." Xia Youjie said with a smile. If it wasn't for the fact that his curse spirit was holding another young man in his mouth, this sentence would obviously be more convincing.

This is the realm of the super curse spirits, the home ground of the enemy, no matter how cautious it is.

The white-haired boy was shaking all over, but after seeing that Wujo Go and Xia Youjie were not very old, he rolled his eyes slightly and said loudly, "There... there are people from the Mafia over there. Trade! We were chased after seeing the scene of the trade!"

Gojo Satoru brought the white-haired boy closer and looked at him blankly.

The white-haired boy was stared horribly by those blue eyes that seemed to see through everything, and tilted his head a little unconsciously.

"Ah—so annoying, kid is so annoying."

After lengthening his tone and complaining, Gojo Satoru directly threw the white-haired boy behind him, "I'm impatient to deal with such a nonsense kid, I'll leave it to you, Jie."

Whether it was intentional or not, Xia Youjie didn't catch the white-haired boy, and just watched the man fall to the ground before he said, "Even if you say that, I'm not very good at taking care of children."

"What I said is true!" The white-haired boy who fell in pain grinned and said, "My other companions were killed by those people. Since you dare to come here, you must be a power user! Go..."

"Little devil." Xia Youjie grabbed the head of the white-haired boy with a smile on his face, but his voice was low, "We all know what's in here, so you don't need to be full of nonsense. Trick us into being a meat shield to death."

"Be calm."

The white-haired boy was frightened all of a sudden, he stared blankly at the back of Xia Youjie who let go of his hands and turned mercilessly, and then moved his eyes to the last Zhong Li.

Zhong Li looked down at him coldly.

There was obviously no words or movements, but when those golden eyes cast their gazes, the white-haired boy shuddered almost subconsciously, a chill running down his spine straight to the top of his head.

Some instinct stopped him from going on.

The other boy who was held in his mouth by the cursed spirit was also put down. He shyly rubbed against the white-haired boy, softly called "Shiraise", and stopped talking.

Shirase looked at the people who were walking away in front of her, and whispered, "Bang", but her body honestly hurried to keep up with them.

In his mind he recalled what that newcomer named Osamu Dazai had said to him.

At that time, he was upset because his plan to rob the fat sheep was messed up, and he was even more upset when he saw Osamu Dazai who followed but did not do anything. Just when I was about to go up and teach a few words, I saw the newcomer who had been taciturn since joining opened his mouth.

"You're very unhappy, aren't you?"

The young man leaned slightly with his hands behind his back, standing in the shadow of the house, his eyes that were clearly kite-colored but like the darkest abyss, "It's just that he was born with more powers than others, and he can arbitrarily rewrite the fate of ordinary people. No matter how much effort you make, as an ordinary person, you can't catch up with the innate gap, and those people with supernatural abilities will never look at themselves with the right eyes... Do you think so?"

Shirase's pupils shrank slightly, and the feeling of being completely seen through was extremely bad. He almost involuntarily took a step back, and when he realized that he had lost face, he forcibly stepped back.

"So what, what do you want to say?"

The young man smiled lowly, leaned close to Shirase's ear, and said softly, "I want to say, do you know about the recent disappearance case in Leibo Street?"

"I heard that it wasn't done by power users, but there are many power users who really fell into it."

"If Shirase wants to match the power of a power user, maybe this is an opportunity?"

The soft tone seemed to carry some kind of demagogic magic, until he entered this bizarre factory inexplicably and was hunted by monsters, while Dazai Osamu stayed on the edge of safety and watched everything indifferently, he suddenly woke up. come over.

- what am I doing?

Just because of Dazai Osamu's few words, he really ran to a place that was obviously extremely dangerous, and faced the dilemma of life and death?

"It's boring."

The handsome black-haired boy said lightly as if he was watching a farce, and those monsters didn't approach the boy's body as if they were blind, but just kept rushing towards them.

In the end, he could only watch Dazai Osamu press his hand on the wall of the factory to open a gap to the outside world, and then disappear in front of his eyes.

Osamu Dazai is not the ordinary person he claims to be!

Including the few who saved him but didn't look at him at all, these power users are always so high above, ordinary people are no different from toys in their eyes!

I must find out the truth about the monsters here, and get the power to defeat the supernatural beings.

He secretly clenched his fists.

At this moment, the long-haired man and the white-haired boy walking in front suddenly turned their heads at the same time, and the long-haired man who made him inexplicably feared suddenly condensed a long gun in his hand and threw it straight at him.

Is this going to kill me?

This idea has not yet been fully formed in his mind, the gun has rubbed the hair of his ear and shot behind him, at the same time, the roar of pain almost sounded against his ear.

"Roar-"

The monster composed entirely of black unknown substances struggled angrily, but the gun stabbed it in the opposite direction, the tip of the gun was nailed to the ground, and its struggle was useless.

The abrupt face-to-face contact with the monster caused Shirase to let out a terrified scream. He didn't even dare to look back, and ran out of the monster's attack range with his companions.

"This is... special class?"

Manipulating the curse spirit to copy the two dead little devils over, Xia Youjie said suspiciously, the monster in front of him that smelled of rubber and its body seemed to be made of scorched rubber, although it looked hideous and terrifying. , but the actual magic power seems to be only quasi-level, which is seriously inconsistent with the information.

"No, that's not right." Gojo Satoru looked at his feet, and a vague excitement flashed in his slightly wide eyes, "It's not just this one."

"When a wildfire comes, it is often not the flames and thick smoke that appear first, but the fleeing animals."

Zhong Li also stared at the ground. The ubiquitous rock elements were active at high speed, continuously sending back information under the earth's crust.

"It's coming."

The stench in the air suddenly thickened.

The terrifying high temperature spread upward through the surface, almost instantly raising the temperature of the entire factory area to a level comparable to that of a volcano. The surrounding walls made an overwhelmed squeak, and the molten iron slowly slid down the cracks in the walls.

As early as when the temperature had just started to rise, Xia Youjie quickly released a magic spirit capable of flying, carrying two embarrassed teenagers. Wujo Satoru wanted to fly with Zhong Li, but he saw Zhong Li lightly step on the ground with his toes, and he followed Xia Youjie up like a light feather.

Gojo Satoru looked at the subtle energy flow and let out a "wow", followed by taking off with a spell.

I don't know how this field has mutated. Even the high altitude is still the scope of the field. As far as the eye can see, the entire sky is an ominous blood color. Looking down, the huge factory softened and fell like chocolate in the oven. The black liquid gathered on the ground into a pool of lakes, and finally formed a swirling vortex.

A large number of black spell spirits that were the same as the previous quasi-level 1 were crawling out, and a few successfully climbed out, but most of them were dragged back by the black vortex, and then they were unable to climb out again.

Some kind of giant is rising from the vortex.

The body is still composed of black matter, but it does not drip down like those little magic spirits, but has a skin-like oily and smooth; Dragging a long tail; the curse spirit's neck is as slender as a water snake, without a head at the top, and a huge mouth full of fangs grows at the front, and it is roaring sharply towards several people in the sky.

The filthy magic power that was entangled in the body of the curse spirit could not even be seen through by six eyes for a while.

"Wow! So ugly, so ugly!" Gojo Satoru made a disgusting sound like jk, and raised his hand eagerly while covering his eyes pretentiously.

"Special class, you've got my eyes dirty!"

The huge wave of magic power disappeared in a flash, the spell [Cang] was launched, and with a loud noise, a big hole was opened in the body of the magic spirit. The pained curse spirit roared angrily, the giant palm slapped the ground heavily, and the stench of black liquid shot into the sky like a sharp sword.

Sporadic liquid hit the shield, and more shot towards the false sky with the sound of breaking wind. The blood-colored sky trembled and cracked a huge gap, through which one could see the gray sky outside.

Xia Youjie's expression changed, "It wants to tear apart its own domain?"

The black liquid field that comes with this curse spirit is almost too full to hold. Once the field is opened, facing these strange liquids will be the unsuspecting Beiling Bowl Street!

The big hole on the cursed spirit that was previously punched by 【Cang】 has completely healed, and it is madly throwing sharp arrows made of liquid into the sky, seeing that the curtain is about to be corroded by the liquid.

Gojo Satoru was about to do another technique without hesitation, but his other hand stretched out from the side, pressing down his outstretched arm without a doubt.

"Don't be impatient," Zhong Li said in a low voice, "Look carefully with your eyes."

The unknown energy that made Gojo Satoru curious to the point where the cat scratched the table gathered in the air, leading the six eyes to keep raising the level of their already broad vision. The turbid composition of the curse spirit gradually became transparent in his eyes, revealing its innermost appearance.

The abdominal cavity formed by the mantra was actually hollow.

In other words, it was artificially hollowed out.

The space formed by the golden squares is stuck in the body of the curse spirit, and the edge where it connects with the flesh and blood of the curse spirit is constantly eliminated and then regenerated. Inside the box, a tall, long-haired man was curling up holding the wound in his abdomen, and something in his hand was continuously exuding strong magic power fluctuations.

From the perspective of Six Eyes, the magic power of the thing is linked with the magic spirit, even ignoring the golden square that can obviously block the space.

"That's... Su Nuo's finger?" Wujou Wu opened his eyes slightly.

"Not only that, the trapped gentleman is also a space system power user." Zhong Li said, "The entanglement of space system power and magic power blinds your eyes, making you unable to see through the essence. The Su Nuo fingers inside the cube provide the healing ability for the curse spirit. If your technique can't penetrate the flesh and space cube of the curse spirit instantly, even if it hits it, it is meaningless."

"...Tsk." Gojo Satoru scratched his hair irritably, "If I can use [He] at this time..."

Of course, he also knew that this was just verbally speaking.

The ancestral techniques of the Gojo family, the forward-turned [Cang] and the reversed [He], the former is easier to learn because it is close to the principle of no lower limit, while the latter is more difficult. In this situation, the [He] with the penetrating effect is obviously more useful.

But Wujou Satoru is also quite clear that once [He] really penetrates that barrier, the man hiding inside will definitely be bombed to scum at the same time, and not even ashes will be left.

Although his Wutiaowu is lawless, he has not yet reached the point where he can obliterate a life at will.

Xia Youjie, who was beside him, was also trying hard to think about what other spells he could use, but it had not been long before he stepped into the world of spells. Although the upper limit of the spell is extremely high, there are really few spell spirits that can be used. The highest level is a quasi-special with no attack power.

Zhong Li opened the rock element guiding the six eyes, and the shimmering rock spear re-condensed in his hand.

"Mr. Zhongli?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head in confusion, and then he seemed to think of something, and his expression gradually became excited.

"Could it be that…"

"Even if the talent is high, the way to deal with the crisis still needs more training. I think you already know this. As for this time—" Zhong Li looked at the curse spirit raging below indifferently, "I'll give you a little bit of the guessing game. How about a hint?"

The voice fell.

The sharp spear ripped apart the air and was thrown down like a meteor. Wherever the spear passed, the free rock elements were continuously captured and constructed. When the curse spirit approached, it was a giant rock even higher than the curse spirit. The gun slammed one of the claws of the curse spirit to the ground.

"Roar-"

The shrill roar echoed in the field, and the curse spirit twisted and wanted to withdraw its claws, but where the rock spear pierced, a bright yellow seal spread on the skin like a branch, and it spread halfway across the body in an instant, killing the claws. Death is sealed on the rock gun.

Immediately after, several rock guns fell. Claws, tails, joints, spines, rock guns smashed through the nails one after another with a huge force, and even showed a bit of order.

And the curse spirit, obviously possessing super strength, at this time is like a catfish that can't twist on the chopping block, and can only let the rock gun like the sky nail shrink its range of activities step by step.

The last rock gun was aimed at the top of the neck. The mantra whose jawbone was penetrated lost the last bit of room to move. The huge body fell to the ground, splashing countless black liquids, and slowly slipped along the smooth, non-corroding skin.

The mouth where the curse spirit was penetrated let out a weak, twisted hissing sound.

"Wow…"

An incoherent admiration came out of his mouth, his brain almost shut down on the spot due to the huge amount of information, but Gojo Satoru still stared closely at the rain-like rock gun, for fear of missing even a momentary picture due to distraction.

From the perspective of the six eyes, the already grand shocking power is even higher. Countless rock elements that are invisible on weekdays seem to be controlled by a pair of invisible big hands, spontaneously converging into a galaxy-like torrent of energy, jumping out of distorted notes in the void. Those huge rock guns are the pinnacle of energy compression technology. Just by looking at them, they are pressed down by heavy rocks, and it is almost impossible to analyze or copy them.

Two lines of blood flowed down the nasal cavity, and the overloaded brain had issued a sharp alarm, but Gojo Satoru still traced the rock guns greedily with his six eyes, trying to analyze even the slightest structure.

"enough."

The cold words came from the side, and then his vision was blocked by a hand. Wujou Wu did not dodge or evade, but murmured excitedly: "This level of ability, this level of influence, really can only be..."

The god-son of the Gojo family does not believe in God.

But at this moment, there is no word that can better describe this heavenly power.

Zhong Li did not directly answer Wutiaowu's question, but just lightly hooked the fingers of the other hand. A huge gap was torn open on the surface of the body, revealing a yellow square buried deep beneath it.

The flowing rock elements swarmed in, and the inner cavity of the curse spirit instantly turned into a crystal. Su Nuo, who had been cut off from contact, fluctuated several times on his fingers again, and finally returned to silence.

Perhaps he sensed the crisis in the past, the yellow square that was already struggling to maintain it shattered at almost the same time, and the half-conscious man fell from the belly of the curse spirit to the crystallized platform, barely falling. into the black liquid.

The specimen was nailed to the ground and its belly ripped open. At this time, the curse spirit almost had only a weak instinctive reaction. Everything seemed to be settled at this moment, and it was only until Xia Youjie turned the dying curse spirit into a curse spirit ball.

The accident happened at this moment.

When everyone was shocked and stunned, Shirase, who was hiding behind Xia Youjie, suddenly let out a terrified scream. A quasi-level 1 who had been lucky enough to escape in the previous chaos did not know when to go to the back. With his high bouncing power, he threw himself on Shirase's back.

At such a close distance, it was still on his own curse spirit. Xia Youjie, who had reacted, was completely able to save Shirase before the black curse spirit attacked. However, the next move of the white-haired boy made his preparation for rescue stalled. .

Shirase pushed his shrinking valet into the arms of the black magic spirit.

"Shiro!" The boy cried and screamed, but the white-haired boy whose name was called by him was just so scared that he kept backing away.

"Go away! Get away from me!" he cursed loudly in a panic.

The [Cang] compressed to the size of a ping-pong ball accurately ejected onto the head of the black magic spirit, and the black magic spirit whose head was exploded immediately turned into the original magic power and dissipated, and the young man who was almost kidnapped sat down on Xia Youjie's curse. On Ling's back, the pupils of his eyes were slightly dilated because of fear, but he still insisted on staring at Shirase, who had sent him to die in his place, with an unfamiliar look.

Not caring at all about the undercurrent between the two teenagers, Gojo Satoru blew away the smoke that didn't exist on his fingertips like a handsome man, and tilted his head strangely.

"What's wrong with you, Jie, reacting so slowly?" he asked in confusion.

Closing his eyes slightly, Xia Youjie cleared out the inexplicable distractions in his mind and raised a familiar smile again.

"No, it's nothing. I'd better send these two children out first. It's not very safe in the realm."

Wujou Shou waved his hand in disgust, "Quickly send it off, I've seen that kid not pleasing to the eye."

Shirase, who knew that she was referring specifically to him, shivered, but he still didn't dare to say anything.

They separated a curse spirit and sent away the two terrified teenagers. The high school students quickly swept the field and picked out all the quasi-level ones that were missed before, and the biggest super-level was not released. Pass. After a busy meal, Xia Youjie had a few rounded magic **** in her palm.

Wujou Satoru was still talking vividly and vividly about what happened just now with Jia Rinzi, but Zhong Li had already walked to Xia Youjie's side and flicked a few magic **** with his fingers.

"If you get a new spirit in the future, you can come to Yokohama to find me and solve it." Zhongli, who was usually very idle, said, "You can treat this as a transaction. As for the reward... Well, money is feasible, information is feasible, if there is anything interesting You can tell and listen to stories or tunes, that’s fine too.”

Xia Youjie was silent for a while, instead of eating the few cursed **** immediately, he put them away with his backhand. Straightforwardly, he bowed to Zhong Li and bowed his waist.

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Zhongli. I apologize for the offense when we first met."

Although those who don't know are innocent, even Zhongli himself doesn't care. But his spying attitude was indeed rude, and there should be such a formal apology.

"Oh! Jie, you're actually apologizing too? You didn't even seriously write "I'm sorry" when you wrote the review letter!"

Wujo Satoru, watching the fun, came over and shouted aloud. Xia Youjie's forehead was bulging with blue veins, pressing Wu Tiao Wu's neck collar and carrying the person to the front.

"You also apologize to me! When it comes to being rude, don't let it go!" The ball-headed boy gritted his teeth and said, "And your high compression [Cang] just now is definitely a six-eyed stealing teacher! Thank you also for me. do it!"

The good classmate's scolding was eloquent. Wujogo, who was still arrogant and mocked, suddenly shriveled, but he still followed the same pattern and apologized to Zhongli.

Wrong is wrong, arrogant as Wutiaowu will not mess around.

The only family member who is more Buddhist because he often stays up late for treatment, Riyazi shook his head helplessly and complained: "So, you boys, why do you need to do such a thing?"

After laughing for a while, Wujo Satoru finally remembered Su Nuo's fingers that no one cared about for a long time on the ground, picked it up and put it in his trouser pocket, and then glanced at the man lying on the ground.

"Mr. Zhongli, what should I do with this person?"

Of course Zhong Li knew who this was.

But this doesn't have any effect, the cause and effect of the future is attributed to the future, he just said like a stranger: "There will be no one around here for a short time, just leave him here, his injury will not affect his recovery. ."

"Oh, that's fine." Gojo Satoru shrugged and directly