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Shenqi and Goujuan who were in the lunatic asylum didn't know the situation that Jianren Qihai encountered outside.

They now meet the object of this mission.

[The first-level curse spirit is composed of malice derived from all the patients who were abused in the lunatic asylum. ]

The two-meter-tall curse spirit is covered with dense masks that cannot see the facial features clearly. If a patient with trysophobia sees it, he will probably faint on the spot.

Shenqi and Goujuan failed to find the two members of "window" on the lower three floors.

It is possible that he has been killed, and the body has been swallowed by the curse.

The mask on the curse spirit fell to the ground, and thin legs grew from the edge and crawled towards the two of them, and the mask was shot directly from the curse spirit.

The curse spirit giggled, and the harsh laughter caused the mask on his body to start talking.

"Laughed, it laughed."

"Is that an orange fish? It's funny, it's funny, that orange fish is growing on the back of his head."

"That guy is funny, do you see the Ultraman logo on his lips?"

"No, that's Superman, with Superman's eyes on it."

"Oh, why are they walking backwards! Woohoo, why are they walking backwards, it's scary!"

……

The content of their conversation was so wild that Shenqi and Goujuan couldn't understand it.

More and more masks fell, and the mask on the edge of the face walked across the floor, leaving a dark green corrosion mark.

The bullets fired from the tip of Shenqi's umbrella create a line of fire that no mask can break through.

Numerous bullets hit the mask, and the mask shattered like brittle glass after being hit by bullets, and the fragments fell to the ground and dissipated in a wisp of powder.

Shenqi handed the dog roll to him and took it out from the loudspeaker placed in the panel space.

The end of the horn is engraved with the same "snake eyes" and "teeth" as on the dog's face and tongue.

Dog Roll held the horn and took a deep breath.

The curse from the trumpet spread throughout the madhouse.

[Explode—explode—let's go! 】

Under the action of the dog Juanling, countless masks flashed tiny sparks before the explosion.

bang——

One after another.

The fire spread in the air, and sporadic fire spots dotted the mask.

Goujuan used the spirit of speech to bring a grand fireworks show.

The gorgeous fire light reflected in Shenqi's eyes, and he could smell the fragrance at the tip of his nose, which was the smell of scorching mantra spirit flesh.

I don't know if it was imagined by Shenqi, but Gou Juan didn't smell it.

A porcelain bottle of wood spirit soup dripped from the tip of the dog's throat, and the burning pain was immediately relieved.

He would not have taken such a risk in the first place, but the effect brought by the wood spirit soup made him dare to be so bold.

A two percent increase in spell power might seem insignificant numerically, but it is huge.

And Mu Lingtang not only gave him an attack, but also put a layer of "defense" against backlash.

The surprise given by God is reflected in all aspects.

The first-level curse spirit is vulnerable to the joint efforts of Shenqi and Goujuan.

Shenqi's physical ability is strong, and he always rushes to the front, while Goujuan keeps using his words to assist Shenqi in the rear.

Even if the curse spirit wants to turn to attack the dog roll, it can easily deal with it with the help of the dog roll's own physical ability and the words spirit.

If there were blood bars on the curse spirit's head, under the critical blows of Shenqi's punches, all that was beaten would be bloody skin.

In addition to the umbrella held by Yetu, Shenqi prefers to fight with fists.

The fingers touched the flesh, and the huge force brought by the fist spread through the seemingly weak fingers to the internal organs that the mana spirit didn't know if there were any.

There are more and more pits on the ground, where the fists reach, there are many cracks, and a large area of ​​tiles laid on the ground is cracked by the force.

The gushing blood splashed in Shenqi's eyes, and a few drops got under his eyes.

Shenqi's hands were already dripping with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the blood of the curse spirit or his own.

Goujuan couldn't help frowning, since the last time he fought with the super magic spirit at Bridge 88, Shenqi has activated the button that will make him more and more crazy once he fights.

He will not care about the opponent's attack at all, and will even choose to use his body to receive the enemy's attack in order to make his own attack effective.

It's crazy.

Goujuan's expression became more and more serious, and Shenqi's attacks became more and more violent, as if he hadn't considered stopping.

With only one last punch, the last remaining blood bar of the curse spirit will be blown up.

The mask hidden in the ceiling holds a finger in its mouth placed above the vent.

The mask jumped down, mouth to mouth feeding the wrinkled fingers into the curse spirit's mouth.

The "Ingredient Tracker" flashes red.

[Discover the sss-level ingredients for making "Tiger Skin Su Nuo Claw": the finger of the cursed king Su Nuo. ]

"The sss-grade ingredients are in the asylum, why didn't they find them in the previous search?" God prayed.

[The ingredients are covered with a layer of curse, which blocks the search signal. ]

The curse spirit blood bar that has swallowed Su Nuo's fingers is multiplied by N to resurrect.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

"I ate you... ate you..."

Shenqi smiled and said: "Wrong, I ate you."

"eat you……"

[Dog Curly Thorn: Something is wrong, the magic power on the finger that was just fed to the curse spirit by the mask is very strong, and it is accompanied by an extremely evil breath that is difficult to resist. ]

God prayed: "It is the food I am looking for, the finger of the cursed king, that is devoured by it."

Goujuan's pupils constricted, and he shouted urgently: "Quick—run!"

Blood was about to spurt from the throat, and the meanings of the first-level curse spirit and the first-level curse spirit that swallowed Su Nuo's finger were completely different.

The lunatic asylum was torn apart, and countless masks spewed out from the gaps. Compared with the previous masks on the curse spirit,

The facial features are more specific.

Surrounded by whispers, there is a wall of masks in front of him, and every mouth is speaking.

Shenqi was drowsy, his footsteps were faltering, and his body leaned against the wall.

Goujuan pressed Shenqi's shoulder, shaking his head, trying to get rid of the drowsiness caused by hearing the murmur of the mask.

From his dry throat spit out two words intermittently: "God, pray..."

The power in a name is enormous.

Shenqi woke up instantly, and his eyes were covered with thin red.

Relying only on instinct, Shenqi dodged the mask's attack and approached the curse spirit.

There is a bright red dot at the throat of the mantra showing where the fingers are.

The flesh on the arm was torn off by the sharp teeth of the mask.

The mask attached to the lower abdomen is constantly gnawing at Shenqi's flesh and blood.

"go to hell."

The blood-stained finger pierced the curse spirit's neck, and forcefully pulled Su Nuo's finger out from inside.

The curse spirit who lost Su Nuo's finger fell limply on the ground and squirmed, and the mask once again turned into powder and floated in the air.

This time they never came back.

Shenqi got his abdomen while being gnawed by the mask, kicked the curse spirit in bewilderment, and put it and Su Nuo's fingers into the panel space.

Goujuan regained consciousness and supported Shenqi in time when Shenqi was exhausted and fell to the ground.

He was sullen and serious.

[Dog Curly Thorn: No. ]

Shenqi followed Goujuan to support him and stood up, speaking in a weak voice: "What can't be done?"

[Dog Rolling Thorn: Don't get hurt! ]

Shenqi complained: "The thorn is too domineering, isn't it? How can I control the fight and get injured?"

When Goujuan's fingers were about to touch Shenqi's wound, he withdrew suddenly, and he didn't dare to touch it.

After staring at Shenqi's wound for a while, Gou Juan replied.

[Dog Rolling Thorn: It will hurt. ]

Not only does he hurt, he does too.

Shenqi swallowed the "I'm not afraid of pain" that he was about to say, and always felt that if he said this sentence, he would become a person like Mr. Wutiao who talked without looking at the atmosphere.

He chose to keep his mouth shut.

The door of Baisha Madhouse was pushed open.

"Nanaming, the person who didn't find the 'window' has already been wiped out."

Shenqi concealed the matter of Su Nuo's finger. After Gou Juan's popular science, he learned the importance of the finger of the curse king. If the finger is exposed, it will definitely be taken away by the upper layer of the curse.

No one can take away the ingredients he has worked so hard to get from him.

Goujuan agreed without hesitation when Shen asked him to keep it a secret, even though it was possible that he would be punished for violating the spell regulations after the matter was exposed.

"It's out."

The person who spoke was not Qihai. Shenqi and Goujuan raised their heads in sync, looking warily at Xia Youjie who was sitting on the huge mantra.

The shape of the mantra is very strange, like a big tree, with many tentacles growing out of its head.

One of the tentacles was tied to Nanami who was in a coma.

He was completely unconscious, shaking with the tentacles that bound him, and the hair that was neatly combed behind his head was scattered in a mess.

And the suit jacket he was wearing was missing, the vest and shirt were torn open, and the criss-cross bloodstains on Jianren Qihai's exposed abdominal muscles could be clearly seen.

"What did you do to Nana Ming?" Shen Qi's usual smile was gone, replaced by great anger.

New and old grudges added, he and Xia Youjie would never die!

Xia Youjie jumped off the mantra: "I didn't do anything, I just let him fall asleep."

Xia Youjie looked at them with a smile: "Yes, your relationship is really good."

A sorcerer willing to degenerate and hang out with monkeys, the sorcerer world is almost doomed.

No matter how fast Shenqi's recovery ability is, the serious injury on his body will not recover in a short time.

The healing food in his hands basically didn't work on him.

Goujuan directly stood in front of Shenqi, and secretly sent a message to Shenqi.

[Dog Curly Thorn: I stop him, you leave immediately. ]

A small voice came from behind: "Spine, do you think I will listen to you?"

[Go to sleep. 】

The overwhelmed Shenqi fell down, and Goujuan half hugged him.

I'm sorry, Nanami-san.Goujuan muttered silently in his heart.

He clicked on the teleportation panel, and prepared to teleport back to the Conjuration High School with Shenqi to find Wutiao teacher's support.

The spikes on the vines that pierced silently from the ground pierced Goujuan's ankle, and he fell to the ground stiff and unable to move.

"Want to leave? I won't allow it."

The vines tied Shenqi's waist and brought him over. Xia Youjie stepped back, refusing to touch the smelly monkey.

He took out the perfume and sprayed it all over his body.

"Don't let other people smell the monkey's stink."

After spraying the perfume, Xiayou said happily: "I'm going back, you just obediently be my teacher, and kill me after I squeeze out the benefits."

Xia You snapped his fingers, and the tentacles that bound Jianren Qihai threw him to the side of Goujuan.

Goujuan struggled to open his mouth, and said hoarsely: "Let go, God pray!"

The incantations cast with all their might had a strong effect.

The vines that tied the god's prayers were all broken, Gou Juan tasted the fishy sweetness in his throat, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, which quickly wet the grass.

Shenqi, who was trapped in the darkness, heard a cry, and a gap appeared in the corner of the darkness, and light seeped in from the outside.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and the pouring light blooms in the darkness.

Shenqi opened his eyes and grabbed the tentacles that were trying to bind him.

He rolled over and fell to the ground, pulling the tentacles vigorously with one hand and breaking the tentacles.

The sun was still strong just after noon, and Shenqi's umbrella landed next to Goujuan.

The sun was dazzling, and Shenqi was a little sluggish.

He hates sunlight, and all night rabbits hate sunlight.

Xia You noticed the umbrella that he was holding, and the vines blocked Shenqi to prevent him from approaching the umbrella.

Shenqi gasped and said, "I'll kill you first."

When the sun touched his skin, he was a little out of breath, and his movements of avoiding the curse spirit became sluggish.

The injuries on his body are slowly recovering. Although the recovery speed is fast, it can't resist God's prayer and keeps adding new injuries.

Xia Youjie's palm released an inconspicuous curse spirit, which penetrated into the ground and merged with the vines that were silently growing towards God Qi.

The green vines turned into a strange black color, and the top of the vines continued to swell, a crack grew, and teeth grew into a big mouth.

The big mouth broke through the ground and firmly bit Shenqi's left hand.

The toxin was injected through the teeth and spread through the bloodstream to the elbow.

His skin was black, and he was controlled to pinch his own neck following Xia You's movements.

Xia You smiled and said, "The only curse spirit with special venom has been used on you. The venom will flow to the whole body with the blood, and when the black spreads to the whole skin, I can control you."

Shenqi quickly bought a sharp dagger that could cut everything from the panel space.

The dagger refracted dazzling spots under the sunlight.

Shenqi raised the dagger and aimed it at his blackened arm.

Goujuan immediately realized what God was praying for, and under his fingernails were grass clippings hidden when he was scribbling across the grass.

He struggled to get up and roared, "God pray, stop!"

A steady stream of blood dripped to the ground.

Before Goujuan could finish speaking, Shenqi had cut off the venom-infected arm.

Bright red blood dripped from the broken arm and landed on Shenqi's severed arm.

A smile appeared on Shenqi's face again, and the slightly curved eyes with only a trace left concealed the madness in them.

Drenched in blood, the scorching sun above his head was even more terrifying than the ugly curse spirit.

"Want to control me?"

The dagger dropped from his hand and slashed across Xia You's face.

"You are dreaming."