Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"So he can't be sad."

Can definitely feel it.

I feel very peaceful now.

The heartbeat is also very stable.

Atobe Keizawa touched his heart, confirming his condition again and again.

Although he didn't 100% believe what Fuheisheer said, his reason gave him the most direct answer. He realized that Wu Wu hadn't appeared yet, so maybe something really happened.

He didn't know if it was an accident, but the murderer was right in front of him.

"Oh? Are you feeling distressed?" Fushiki Shi'er still looked interested: "You can't blame me for this. My goal is just Tennai Riko and money."

After calming down, Fushiguro felt a little regretful. It was not that he felt inappropriate about killing Gojo Satoru, it was just because the deal he had just established with Atobe Keizawa was definitely ruined.

In fact, I can't even talk about regrets, it's more of a pity.

After finally finding a good place for my son, it seems that this boy is really not lucky.

Fushiguro played with the Tennibobo in his hand. Gojo Satoru was the most popular person in the magic world, but he was killed by a useless monkey like this. Isn't it interesting?

I really want to appreciate the expressions on the faces of those old immortals from the Yusan family when they learned the news, Fuhei Shi'er thought frivolously.

"Distressed? Maybe."

Perhaps because he did not dare to have excessive emotions, Atobe Kageze slowly pulled out the "Golden Shadow".

The young man's eyes drooped, moving little by little along the unsheathed blade. His fine eyelashes raised tightly blocked all the emotions in his dark eyes. He didn't seem to be overly sad.

Perhaps the emotion that broke out of the cage had almost overwhelmed him a quarter of an hour ago, but the pain that swept through him like a wave had been firmly sealed into the depths of the young man's mind by the time he realized it.

Excessive emotions will shake your judgment, lose your reason, and... you will lose.

And he couldn't lose.

At least he couldn't lose until it was over.

So he can't feel sad.

The young man tilted his head, his strangely calm pupils were imprinted with Fuhei Shier's look. Before Fuhei Shier began to explore the unknown meaning in his words, he heard the young man smiling and saying calmly: "It doesn't matter. Wait until I finish dealing with you..."

"At that time, I will feel bad again."

Grief is useless, even if he grinds Fuheshier into the dust, it will be useless, but he will do it again.

Even if he repeats the same mistakes, even if the prophecy comes true, he will do it.

In the forest that has been inaccessible for thousands of years, two figures quickly intertwined. They fought countless times in the blink of an eye. The sound of weapons clashing was heard one after another. No one on the two sides dared to take a breath in advance, and no one even dared to take a step back.

The surrounding trees were constantly being blasted by the impact of the confrontation, and the originally neat soil under their feet cracked like a cracked spider web, and finally collapsed.

Fushikiji continued to fight with his superior physical advantage, but Atobe Kagezawa flexibly used his huge curse power. Both sides had advantages, and they were both top geniuses. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate. .

There was another head-to-head block, and both sides took a step back in tacit agreement to adjust their breathing.

Fuheishier stepped on the gravel under his feet, making the gravel crunch under his feet. The Tenniboho in his hand was connected to the chain and was tightly controlled around his body. The stirred air made a roar, forming a watertight defense.

The weapons met, and Atobe Kagezawa took the lead to take two steps back due to inertia. The tiger's mouth was numbed by the shadow, and his whole arm trembled slightly, but he was almost unmoved.

The young man's calm eyes stared at Fuhei Shi'er's posture with ease, and he knew in his heart that he was the only one who would suffer in the head-to-head confrontation with Fu Hei, but even though he was at a disadvantage again and again, he was not anxious at all.

He wouldn't let himself have an emotional breakdown before killing him.

"What? That's all you've learned?" After a hundred moves, Fuhei Shi'er, who was still feeling guilty at first, also got angry. He held up the spell tool casually and said with a playful smile: "If you want to hit, hurry up. Fight, I don’t have time to play house with you here.”

Atobe Keizawa didn't answer, his blue eyes seemed to be hiding the darkness of an abyss and canyon. He obviously didn't make any move, but Fuhei Shier felt that he was like a cold wave surging in the dead of winter, rolling under the calm surface. Shocking emotion.

"..."

"Ah, forget it, I'm tired of it too, let's make a quick decision." Atobe Keizawa refused to respond, and Fushiki Shir, who couldn't sing the double recital by himself, put away his superficial joke.

The little devil will not be swayed by his words, his eyes filled with desire are full of stubbornness to kill him.

He suddenly realized that the boy who had been jumping around in front of him was seriously planning how to kill him at this moment. The blond little magician didn't even bother to explain any more. He had already acquiesced in his heart. of death penalty.

Not only did he not want to talk more, if he were not in a confrontation, Atobe Keizawa might not even want to look at him.

Only his own death can dispel his anger.

He was really good at stepping on thunder, Fuheishier sighed.

This deal was really a big loss. Obviously, when he was usually so angry that he would jump to his feet, or when he was fooling him, the young man would be a little angry at most, and he would keep shouting "Mr. Fushiguro" and "Mr. Fushiguro".

It's good now, it turns out that a good student is like this when he is really angry.

Tsk tsk tsk, he was indeed the eldest son of the Gojo family. Even after he died, there were people who mourned him sincerely.

Fushiheiji waved the Tenniboho and launched another attack. The muscles under the tights were knotted with veins, full of explosive power. He swung the chain with great force, commanding it like an arm, and the Tenniboho was full of bloodthirsty. The murderous intent always attacks in the most cunning direction.

Atobe Kagezawa, who was facing the attack head-on, remained silent. The thick mantra lingered around him like his closest partner, like sensitive tentacles spread out that keenly fed back all the information around him.

With light steps, he accurately avoided all Fuhei Shi'er's attacks. The blond boy's sullen face changed from his original style of sparring with Fuhei Shi'er, like a fish swimming in the ocean who has evolved its agility to the extreme.

Another missed hit, "Luoying" shook violently like a butterfly about to be broken, and Hengdao's emotions were transmitted to its owner's mind as if they were embodied.

The excessive amount of mantra power has reached the critical value of the first-level mantra, and "Liu Ying", which is under excessive pressure, will inevitably begin to be overwhelmed. In the end, it is still a short distance away from the special-level mantra.

Atobe Keizawa carefully controlled the spell tool and slowly withdrew the excess spell power output. If this continued, the one who collapsed first might be "Liu Ying".

Thinking of this, Atobe Keizawa didn't want to prolong the battle anymore. He raised his left hand. The seals of Shigure's art were already as easy as eating and drinking. The moment he raised his hand, the water vapor in the forest was Suddenly it began to tremble, like a boiling kettle, and the milky white spell gradually filled up.