[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

Huai Liang couldn't help but pour a bucket of cold water on him: "Don't forget, Tian Yuan himself is a master sorcerer who has reached the pinnacle of barrier magic. The essence of a domain is a 'barrier'. Maybe He can decompose your domain?"

"Does the seam have a domain? If it does, and it deliberately lets you win in the battle, or even worse, it directly turns against you, then you will have to face two domains confronting you, and a Tianyuan constantly dissolving your domain."

At this point, her expression became serious: "Only you and I will enter the Hongxing Palace. Perhaps, I have to find a way to kill one of them while the stitches fight Jiujiu Yuki first."

"Or, if he keeps letting me fight with Kujukuyuki, then I will kill him first. They are all uninvited 'strangers'. I don't think Kujukuyuki will come up and help suture the lines, right?"

Huai Liang took a deep breath and suddenly sneered: "After all, I am Gojo Satoru's fiancée. She will definitely consider the possible consequences of killing me--"

"As long as she's not so determined, I'm confident that I can deal with the gravity spell, and even the possible areas of the sutures. But in this case, if you can't break Tengen's barrier in a short period of time, you'll have to face off against Kujuku Yuki first."

"Because, for Kujuku Yuki, protecting Tengen must be the top priority. Provocative stitches may not be able to pull her 'hatred value'. What's more, he coveted your body with bad intentions."

She had originally thought about whether she should bring Gojo Satoru back to increase her own combat effectiveness.

But considering the special status of Tianyuan, she is not a "reckless" gambler like Fushiguro Shigeki.

She didn't really want to gamble on whether Gojo Satoru, the head of the Gojo family, would do something like "risking his life for the woman he loves".

Nor would she simply believe that the other person, who is constantly integrating the memories of the past, would retain pure love for her when he or she recalls everything in the past.

After all, if it were her, she would find that the person she liked had a mysterious identity and kept appearing at any time in her life for unknown reasons and purposes.

They just walk away after "playing around" with your feelings, and there are even records of "escaping dead" or "escaping alive". It's good enough if you don't hate the other person.

As I said, don't be too blindly confident in your own charm, and don't pin your hopes on others.

Huailiang frowned. She found that Xia Youjie seemed to be in a state of disoriented consciousness, which made her feel a little dissatisfied.

It's really like 'the emperor is in a hurry to kill the eunuchs'. Is he listening to her carefully?

"Hey, Jay, did you hear my plan?"

"I love that you said the word 'we'."

Xia Youjie supported his head with one hand, rested his elbow on the car window frame, turned his head slightly, and looked at the other person, "Just listening to it can make people feel happy."

"It's just like now...it's as if we are the only ones left in the world."

The wipers scraped across the windshield tirelessly, but were soon covered by endless rain.

Apart from the heavy rain outside the window, there was almost no other sound. The world outside the car window seemed to be blurred by this sudden downpour.

A melancholy and intoxicating song was playing in the car. She had a good memory and had heard it before in Geto Suguru's "secret base".

"Catch me if you can,working on my tan."

If possible, love me again, as I love you.

"Dying by the hand of a foreign man happily."

[I am manipulated by you and played with by you]

"..."

Again.

Huailiang's chest rose and fell violently for a few times, and he suddenly took out a cigarette from his bag: "Do you mind?"

Of course, Xia Youjie would not mind such a small matter. He looked at his sweetheart whom he had been thinking about for many years and lit a cigarette neatly.

In just a few breaths, the car was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco.

"I will only say this once."

Huailiang took a deep breath and exhaled a light white smoke ring, which drifted away. "I am very unhappy with your attitude of 'not caring about anything that has nothing to do with me', or is it your blind self-confidence?"

"Listen, in short, I won't do a losing business. Now that I have set a precise goal, I am used to doing my best - not being lazy like you."

After a pause, she glanced at the pair of narrow and upturned fox eyes and blew out another puff of smoke at him provocatively, "If necessary, in order to achieve my goal, I will not go soft on you."

"Also, I don't remember ever using any 'special hints' to provoke you."

"So, don't say these inexplicable words to me anymore."

Xia Youjie almost uncontrollably looked at that face, at the pair of eyes that appeared repeatedly in his dreams and caused him unbearable pain.

However, the next moment, he quickly looked away as if he was burned by fire.

He did not make any defense for himself, but whispered: "Of course I will not let Liang Jiang down, but, I just wanted to say that from what Liang Jiang said, helping me absorb Tian Yuan seems to be the main task."

Huai Liang narrowed her eyes, she seemed to know what the other party wanted to say.

"But isn't killing Suture the top priority for Liang-chan? Why do I feel like Liang-chan seems to put my safety... first?"

“Calling out my name in the summer rain, ciao amore.”

[Calling my name in the heavy summer rain, goodbye, love]

"Salvatore can wait, now it's time to eat soft ice cream."

[You can wait, now come and savor the past joy with me]

"..."

"That's just your illusion—"

Xia Youjie nodded: "Okay, it's an illusion."

"Then let's get back to the point. At least Liang-chan's position is not 'black or white'. At least she agrees with my idea of ​​​​subduing Tianyuan. Based on this, please believe me, I will not let you down."

He pursed his lips, and a trace of moisture gradually filled the corners of his eyes.

Those chaotic yet profound fragments of images kept pouring into his brain, teasing his poor nerves.

"It's just that I personally don't quite agree with Liang Jiang's point of view just now."

He swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled, and he spoke with difficulty: "Maybe you really just 'don't remember'..."

"But I only know that bitter fruit is also fruit."