heartthrob he is unconscious

Naohua stepped on the "trap".

Whether it is lying or deceiving, real people have no psychological burden.The curse spirits often engage in team building, soaking in hot springs, playing ball, watching movies... In short, after receiving the address, BrainFlower only thought that they had picked a new place to play, and did not realize that they had collectively betrayed the water.

The real person sat on the container, holding his chin.

The rest of the spell spirits hid far away to prevent being shrouded in Yuan Qianxuan's domain.He stayed because he was afraid that the boy's brain would be hurt... although the possibility was very low.

The real person maintains the posture of a child.

The episode of the first encounter was too tragic, and he had to cover his conscience and hide it for a while-the curse spirit expressed regret at the incident, very regretful.If he had known this before, he should have found a way to increase his favorability the first time he saw Qian Xuan.

Instead of really A going up...

Masato sighed dejectedly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand forward: "Here, here! Quickly open your domain and let us have a look."

Brainstorm didn't make much sense at first.The curse spirits have been hiding in the domain for a long time for vacation, where there is sunshine, beaches, and seas... They especially enjoy life.Until a strange spell burst out suddenly, a world filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers appeared around him.

Brainstorm: ...?

He finally realized the anomaly.

The calmness of the cloud became stiff.Naohua turned around and stared at Yuan Qianxuan who had just arrived and was guarded by him, unwillingness and resistance appeared in his pupils.

The man took a step back.

...cannot use spells.

The real people have turned their backs.The spell spirit he manipulated could not resist this domain at all... Why, the desire to escape is so low?It seemed that another soul that had been buried in his body had been awakened, struggling, trying to take the opportunity to exorcise him.

Tears filled his eyes uncontrollably.

... Xia Youjie?

Naohua gritted her teeth, but her feet remained motionless.

The "rustling" sound of the wind blowing the leaves reached his eardrums, and the diffuse light spots wiped away his tears, the smell of flowers was everywhere, and all the beautiful colors were reflected in his pupils.And the "culprit" was slightly taken aback, and asked softly.

"...What's wrong?"

"I haven't finished what I have to do." Naohua covered his face, letting Xia Youjie's tears seep into his fingers, "...I haven't seen the limit of the magic power. No matter who it is, it can't stop me--"

The limit of mana.

In order to explore this proposition, he cultivated various containers and made various curse embryos... As long as people curse each other and all the rules return to chaos, he will definitely see the strongest product—— — "Is the limit of the magic power?"

Qian Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's talk about it earlier."

Brainstorm: ...?

"My domain has two forms." The young man explained, "The first type is woven by 'hope', your residence. The second type... is a collection of curses for all mankind. I Generally not used."

Accompanied by his voice, the ink-like fog gradually rose.

The fog became thicker and thicker, turning the peaceful scene little by little, and turned into a gigantic, imaginary beast that seemed to escape at any time.Yuan Qianxuan stepped on the mud and fell into the arms of the beast.Blurred cheeks.

Distorted, suppressed, suffocated...

Both the real person and the brain are squeezed into agony.

The moment the beast made of mist lowered its head and exposed its sharp teeth, the boy immediately changed the shape of the domain: "...It's so dangerous. It almost devoured you."

"If you like the final form of the curse, I can let you live with it." Qian Xuan asked after a pause, "Are you still confused?"

Brain Flower: ...

Brainstorm recalled the previous monster, with lingering fears in his heart.It was an indescribable feeling. It was obvious that its fangs were about to pierce itself, but there was no thought of resistance at all. There was only endless despair in the chest——the wispy mist seemed to be able to pass through anything and everything with ease. Obstacles, and then indifferently crush the weak lifeline.

He has mixed emotions.

On the one hand, he thought that the monster displayed by Yuan Qianxuan was indeed the limit of the curse; on the other hand... his wish was so easily fulfilled, and he couldn't help feeling sour and empty.

The real person held the boy's hand neatly.

--"there is none left."

"Don't hide, come out."

Leu Hu gave a "tsk", and while honestly stepping into the field, she quietly complained: "As for being so impatient... Daoist is completely hopeless. Forget it, without Gojo Satoru, and with this kind of fighting power— —If you really want to get rid of us, there is no need to pretend at all."

He closed his eyes resignedly to death.

Is it our wilderness...

Once the bet wins.

Everyone can live freely.

……

Isn't it Xia Youjie?

Yuan Qianxuan dispelled his doubts after listening to the "dream" of Brainstorm.Then he caught a body that was about to cool down—it didn't turn into pieces, which meant it wasn't a curse spirit, but a real human being.

Qianxuan: ...? !

He was dazed and surprised.

The young man sniffed Xia Youjie's breath, got up hastily, and raised his voice: "Does anyone of you know how to reverse the spell? I need you to save someone, please!"

The real person dangling his legs in a novelty: Huh?

The reversal technique doesn't work, but the effect of inaction is no less than that of the reversal technique, or even stronger.The real person jumped off the thick branch, diligently maintained the appearance of a child, and stretched out his hand—he suddenly stopped.

With Wuwei Transformation, Qianxuan...

The real person hesitated.

However, the young man looked at him without blinking, mottled shadows filled his dark eyes, his fine eyelashes and small tear moles all looked so helpless, his whole body gave off the signal of "who needs to protect him" ...The real person with the heavy filter tilted his head in distress.

"There's no way."

He said, "Don't you abandon me?"

The curse spirit touched Xia Youjie's body.He half-closed his strange-colored eyes, and murmured very softly, "Wuwei Transformation"——Qianxuan's pupils trembled.

The teenager was very confused.

Xia Youjie who was rescued was also very confused.

The man lay in Yuan Qianxuan's arms, his long hair loose.He slowly opened his eyes, and saw the lush branches and leaves, swaying flowers, floating light spots... The person who lowered his head and looked at him with concern had an impeccable face.

He remembered.

After failing to snatch Lixiang, he was killed by Gojo Satoru himself.

It is……?

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment, and asked politely.

"Is this heaven?"

Qian Xuan hesitated to speak, but stopped: "No."

Before he explained the current situation, Xia Youjie nodded to himself, climbed out of his arms, and sighed: "...I didn't expect hell to be like this."

Qianxuan: ...

Wake up, you are a fraud!