Goujuan always refuses to confess

——"Salvation Sora...what do you mean?"

——"Not human? Sora isn't..."

"The things on the top of the ten-branches brought him more than benefits."

"He was originally the existence promoted by his past believers, trying to kill him to create a god controlled by humans."

"I thought he was a little farther away from inhumanity before, but not now."

The black-haired and blue-eyed god said that Shi Zhikong was walking farther and farther between the gap between this bank and the other bank.

"Yo, why did you stop?"

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, and the third, fourth, seventh and eighth times are held by Shi Zhikong and floating in the air. When riding the "roller coaster", Xia Youjie has already adjusted a comfortable posture for himself, and by the way, he can watch the surrounding scenery environment.

Tokyo is like a magic cave, full of scenes of curses raging.

The ten curse spirits encountered on the road were cut off without exception, and the curse spirits as big as fish could only be regarded as warm-ups at best.

Passing over the roof of the building again and again, suddenly, Shi Zhikong stopped the car, and Xia Youjie also stopped.

The former curse master floated to the edge of the roof and looked down. This is a 30-story building.

He turned back to look at the silver-haired boy who brought him over. The boy turned his back to him, lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, the black disk above his head shone brightly.

Suddenly big and now small, the former curse master looked to the side to avoid being drenched by the leaked black mud.

The bowed back was slightly bent, and the rustling sound of thoughts could not reach the ears of others, only the young man could be heard whispering something, but he couldn't hear it clearly at all.

Shi Zhikong's state lasted for more than ten minutes. During the whole process, Xia Youjie just dragged his face like this, watching from the sidelines in a leisurely reclining posture.

"It's over?" Seeing the silver-haired boy straighten up, Xia Youjie said, "Your state is not right."

Shi Zhikong didn't answer, he maintained the posture of bending his knees and arching his back for a while, and finally he simply squatted down.

The disc above the head shrunk to its normal size and suspended there, and the black mud no longer leaked out.

The silver-haired boy squatted for a while, and slowly took out the vibrating mobile phone from his pocket, opened it and looked at the news, and frowned.

Shi Zhi put the phone back again, stared fixedly at the concrete floor in front of him, and stood up for a while.

"People from the Chanyuan family have come to Tokyo."

"Oh?"

The former cursing master was still wondering which one of the Zenyuan family, Shi Zhikong gave the answer directly: "Chanyuan Shier, that's the only one I know."

"And then?" Hearing this name, Xia Youjie didn't give any special reaction, or he hid all his emotional changes.

It's not like the students from ten years ago, and even Shier from the Chanyuan has been dead for ten years.

The funny thing is that Zenyuan Shier came back to life as a dead person, but Xia Youjie's own body was robbed.

——What did that guy Satoru do with his corpse?

"Secretly, I didn't let Mr. Jiarui and the principal know about it. I dealt with it in private." Shi Zhikong heard his heartfelt voice and looked towards the curser. "It's a pity that the barrier he set up is not so sharp, and it may It has something to do with non-enchantment specialization."

"In short, your body was stolen, by... that brain fool?"

Shi Zhi moved his ankles and wrists, and couldn't remember the name of the person who grabbed Xia Youjie's body for a while, so he directly referred to it as Brain Flower.

As for why that guy is called brainwashed?Shizhi couldn't remember, but he vaguely felt that someone said that someone with a suture scar on his head opened his head and there was a human-speaking brain inside.

Shizhi didn't stay on that roof for too long, after a short rest, he started again.

Shizhi ignored Xia Youjie's questioning about his physical condition.

There is really nothing to say, he knows his own situation.

—He was walking along a road of no return.

—He didn't tell anyone about it.

He himself is not the one who likes to tell others everything, even if he has someone to communicate with after being wrapped around the dog curly thorn, Shizhi still has reservations.

This black viscous liquid and the energy contained in it brought him not only benefits, but also a double-edged sword.

Probably because he used too much power, he vaguely felt assimilation.

And, where will his final destination be.

After thinking about it, Shizhi laughed dully.

Some nervous laughter suddenly sounded on the deserted and empty street. The laughter rose and fell, and stopped abruptly when it reached a climax, and then turned sharply and stopped with a chuckle.

Light as a feather, indistinct.

Anyway, it won't be worse than "being killed" to become a god. The difference now is where he will stand.

Is it the side of the dog curly thorn, or the opposite of the dog curly thorn.

As I said before, Tokyo is now a devil's den.

The conjurers evacuated from Shibuya who were not wanted all returned to the higher-ups, and those who were wanted were thoroughly mixed into the streets and alleys of Tokyo, expelling the curse with their own power.

Among them is the figure of Yuren Yuzhang with the appearance of a cursed fetus.

To be precise, the former followed the latter stubbornly, taking one brother at a time and not giving the latter room to refuse.

At the beginning, Yuzu Yuhito was still in the mood to refute, but after Shibuya and Jueda Sora met and separated, he completely lost interest.

He couldn't forget the coldness in the eyes of the silver-haired boy who half covered his face and stared straight at him.

Although he felt that most of the seniors at that time were overwhelmed by anger, it is an indisputable fact that the two-faced Nuo in his body caused senior Goumaki's injury.

With their fists and fists, they cooperated with Kamo's family's red blood technique, and they exterminated the curse spirits that sprang up from the river.

I don’t know how many times this is. After Tokyo was paralyzed, Knotweed could only see the progress of time from the undamaged clock on the street.

He wants to find a companion.

Whether Fuguro or Nazaki, or other people he knows in school, there is always someone who knows that he should not be wanted, and Mr. Wujo——

"Yo, isn't Hui here?"

The strange male voice that suddenly appeared behind him made the alarm go off for everyone, and they turned around and raised their heads almost immediately.

Standing on the overpass was an unknown adult male, who looked around and finally looked down at them.

"Aren't you running away?" The man smiled like a fox.

The man, whom he had never met before, expressed his intention to come and tried to hide his killing intent. After saying that he wanted to kill Fu Heihui, Knotweed Youruhito and Chuxiang.

As soon as the words fell, he rushed up directly, and after several fights, the two sides retreated and divided into two groups.

Just about to say another wave of harsh words before making a move, the sudden pressure prevented the two of them from moving.

"Hey, aren't you alone?" The visitor stood on a high place with his head held high, his hand slowly drew his weapon from behind, and looked down contemptuously.

Knotweed Youruhito: Who is this!

Knotweed Yuren: Wait, the person he is holding is...!

Hu Zhang's eyes fell on the left hand of the visitor, where a black-haired boy with a familiar face was terrified, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't do anything.

The moment he saw the knotweed stick, he was so excited that he almost shed tears.

But this time, the person didn't say a few words and didn't join the battle. New movements occurred, which was also a huge oppressive force.

A man with a weapon appeared on the other side of the overpass. The weapon in his hand touched the ground, and the other hand touched the scar on his lip.

The weapon Knotweed Yujin looked familiar, as if he had seen it in the hands of his second-year senior sister.

"Hui isn't here." The man who could be called Zenyuan Shier raised his weapon and tapped himself on the back, "I ran around half of Tokyo, but I haven't found anyone yet."

His gaze moved left and right, skipped over Otoko Yuta, and then stopped at the adult man with a low perspective.

After thinking for a moment, Zenyuan Shier smiled, "Ha, has the kid from back then grown so big?"

"Little Kid" twisted his expression for a moment, and soon returned to his foxy smile.

But it was just a mention of the people from the Zen Academy, the magician killer didn't pay attention to them, and he didn't even care about the existence of Yi Gu Youtai.

He waved his hand, indicating that the few people should not pay attention to him and continue to fight.

"If I don't participate, I'll just wait for others." Zenyuan Shier said, "Or do you want me to join in?"

No one wanted him to join the battle, and even Knotaba Yuhito was still staring blankly at the face of the third person who appeared.

He looks so much like Fu Heihui...or rather, Fu Heihui looks like him.

It was too late for Katsuobu Yuhito to figure out why, and with him as the center, the fourth person followed his trail to find him.

——It's... Tokuedora-senpai.

The silver-haired boy picked the tallest building and stood still, overlooking everyone with a lofty attitude.

After squinting for a while, Juzhi looked away.

Now there are six people and one curse spirit gathered in this place, and three of them all want to kill Knotweed Yuren, at least on the surface.

Zenyuan Shier's position is not clear, and he is currently acting as if he is watching a show.

"Zenyuan Shier." Also did not join the battle, Shizhi lowered his head to see a few men jumping close to him.

"It's not a Buddhist monastery. My name is Fu Hei." The muscular man seemed to be standing there casually, but without any flaws, "Thank you, the person under the leadership of the little leader, for the money."

Shizhi glanced over, "It's not a church, it's a shrine."

The man whose name was changed to Fu Heisher rubbed his chin, "It's not bad, is it, the little god? They are all sexual in nature, and there is no need to distinguish them so clearly."

Shizhi glanced at Fu Heisher, feeling that this man had become much more alive, and was no longer the killing puppet Shibuya had seen.

The battlefield below has already begun. Although the person from the Zen Academy took into account the existence of Fu Heisher, he gradually let go of his hand after waiting for a meeting to see that no one had any intention of participating.

The same is true for Yigu Youtai, but what he sees is Shizhikong.

After a few eye contact, the gloomy young man grabbed the "hostage" in his hand and jumped down to the front of Knotabagi Yourhito.

Fu Heisher: "Aren't you going to kill Knotweed Yuren?"

Shi Zhikong: "I want to, but Ji doesn't want to."

Fu Heisher, who had been dead for many years, of course didn't know the names of the students of Mangao, and he would not pay for ten sticks of knotweed Youren, so he squatted there with the weapons he had snatched.

The combination of a revived magician killer and a student of Jugao seemed awkward, not to mention that the one directly below was punched to the flesh.

There is a difference between the upper and lower atmospheres.

Shizhi stared at the center of the battle below, watching him not only impatiently waiting for others, but also some annoyance of being disturbed.

Is this ghost Xia Youjie sick?

Who wants to know how much better Yi Guyoutai's knife is compared to him a year ago?Who wants to know how you Xia Youjie escaped after being stabbed by Yi Guyoutai?

But Xia Youjie got excited, and the topic gradually diverged.

There is no way, as a soul cannot be seen by ordinary people, it is too boring.

Mind readers cannot block these "noises", and the human soul still has a voice when it shuts its mouth.

In the end, Shizhi raised his hand, put his arms around the shoulder of the magician killer and asked, "Do you want to see the soul?"

"Xia Youjie said he was too boring and wanted to chat with someone to relieve fatigue."

"He thinks you, who almost killed him, are a good candidate."