Has wtw entered the necropolis?

Xia Youjie's smile deepened, and he rested his chin with one hand, "If Nami gives it to me, I will naturally—"

Of course, it was a little joke.

Even if there is no Fugu Nami today, he will take down the super-level magic spirit that has wisdom and has not yet been registered.

"...Then take it as your birthday present this year."

After saying this, without waiting for Xia Youjie's reaction, she directly looked down at the four super magic spirits who were in a hard fight.

The smile on Xia Youjie's face froze slightly: "...There are still two or three months before my birthday, isn't this gift too perfunctory?"

"Just kidding." Fukura Nami patted his head as a way to appease him, "Hey, let's put more super magic spirits out."

After a pause, an interesting look appeared in her eyes: "The real person is constantly evolving, and it is estimated that when he is in a desperate situation, he will be able to learn to expand the field."

Xia Youjie immediately understood what she meant, and the two smiled almost the same.

"it is good."

It was his favorite thing to do.

Below, the real person is entangled by three super-level curse spirits, no, it can't be said to be entangled, but playing with them, throwing out a few reformers from time to time.

"It's really interesting——" Daoist kicked the super-level magic spirits that were trying to get close, slightly raised his head to look at the two super-level magicians standing above the eaves, and sighed helplessly, "These super-level magic spirits can't beat me— —”

"Aren't you ready to end?"

He blinked his big eyes.

Xia Youjie: "..."

"It's really arrogant." Fu Hei Nami sneered, and a gust of wind blew, and the waist-length black hair instantly fluttered with the wind, and a few strands gently scraped Xia Youjie's face, bringing a slight itch.

He couldn't hold onto those few strands of hair.

Fuguminami: "—Want to invite me to join the battle? Don't weigh yourself." The next second, she raised a finger.

"I have never tried to attack the soul, maybe you are willing to be my experiment."

Before the real person could react to what was about to happen, he heard a clear and pleasant female voice say: "——The real person's soul bears all physical attacks."

"Pain x hundred times."

"!"

The moment he was distracted, a super curse spirit beat him fiercely in the abdomen.

puff-

A mouthful of blood spewed out wildly, and the real person looked down at his abdomen under attack in a daze. The extreme pain was conveyed to the depths of his soul, making him tremble.

But this time, he couldn't directly recover his soul shape like before, because his real soul body was attacked, which was a bit more injured than other spell spirits attacking him.

Unless—he will reverse the spell.

Unfortunately, real people don't.

"Look, the effect is quite good." Nami Fuguro smiled with satisfaction, and fixed the hair flying around her ears. "Are you sure you want to change? If you want, then I can fight with you at any time."

Xia Youjie suddenly became helpless, stood up from the eaves, and patted the dust on his uniform: "Nami, don't grab my prey—"

"he's mine."

After finishing speaking, Xia Youjie jumped to the ground, and his attitude became a little serious, otherwise he was really afraid that Fu Hei Nami would snatch his prey.

"Ok."

She shrugged, sat above the eaves, took out her mobile phone and began to watch the real-time news: "Oh, there are a few living people missing in a certain area..."

Not only that, but some human beings died strangely.

With just a few photos, Fuku Nami was sure that these were all handwritten by the curse spirit.

Just as she was watching, a call suddenly popped up on the screen of her mobile phone—Gojo Satoru. She twitched the corner of her mouth, answered the call, and turned on the speakerphone.

Gojo Satoru: "Nami, have you finished dealing with it?"

Fu Hei Nami looked down at Xia Youjie, who was at ease below, and blinked his eyes wide, "——It's still on Jie's side."

"He's playing."

It didn't look like a serious fight at all, otherwise, with his strength, he would be able to bring down this super in less than half an hour.

"I'm here to find you." Gojo Satoru dropped the words, and ended the call without waiting for the other party to respond.

Nami Fukuno: "..."

A few minutes later, Gojo Satoru's figure approached from far away, and he saw the woman sitting above the eaves at a glance, and immediately raised his hand to greet her: "Hi, dear."

Fuhe Nami rolled his eyes at him, but didn't respond, otherwise it would be tantamount to admitting that he was the 'dear' he said.

Xia Youjie, who was fighting, also noticed his coming, and took the time to glance up at him, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, "Enlightenment is here."

And the real person standing opposite him looked serious, he didn't expect that he would attract the three highest conjuration experts.

This situation is very unfavorable to him now, he has to find a way to escape first.

"Do you want to run?"

"Sorry, my spell has not yet expired, and no creature or non-creature can step out of the magic spell."

Daoist faintly felt a headache, and wiped away the oozing nosebleed: "In this case—" He suddenly remembered one thing—that person once said about the weakness of spellcasters.

Physical fitness and melee ability are not good.

if it is like this--

The real person turned around and rushed towards the woman standing above the eaves, who seemed so weak that she could fall if blown by the wind. The speed was so fast that Xia Youjie couldn't even react. exist.

Xia Youjie: Silently put wax on this premium head.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Zhenren's mouth, and the Wuwei Transformation in his hand was on standby. As long as he touched the magician, he could immediately turn her into his own reformer.

Just a little short of—

"Do I look like a stupid person?" Fukunami blinked, looked at the super magic spirit rushing towards him, and tapped his chin with his index finger, "——every time I stand on the battlefield, I will first Throw down a few buffs to save me from being dropped in seconds."

Of course, these habits were forced out by her old father, and thanks to this habit, she had narrowly escaped death several times.

Masato didn't take it seriously, when his attack was about to slam into Fuku Nami's body, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, the attack fell through, and he almost lost his figure with too much force.

"........."

After he stabilized his figure, he raised his head to meet Gojo Satoru's extremely handsome face.

The white-haired man had already pulled down his blindfold, and those blue eyes were looking at him coldly, "Didn't you see that I'm here?" He even wanted to bully his family's Nami.

"Jay—"

"No, this is my prey."

Wutiao Wu was interrupted by Xia Youjie before he finished speaking.

He blinked his eyes, still feeling very upset, kicked the real person in front of him back to his battlefield, frowned and said, "I'll give you another 10 minutes, or I'll kill him in seconds."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Wujo Satoru is now completely angry at the crown and becomes a beauty.

Forget it, he doesn't care about this guy.

Xia Youjie suppressed the smirk in his eyes, looked at the real person sharply, and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips due to the fight: "It seems that I have to get serious."

"Really?" The real person smiled disapprovingly, "You can't kill me at all with those special grades."

"Then try it."

A gradually distorted smile appeared on the corner of Xia Youjie's mouth, and he began to release several special spells he was used to.

"Nami, let's go get a glass of water?" Gojo Satoru is not interested in fighting, let alone he believes that Xia Youjie can handle it, so he turned his attention to Fuguro Nami, and squatted beside her to be interested Bobo suggested.

"Otherwise, after Friendship School is over, we'll go out and watch a movie."

"..." Fuhe Nami turned to look at him, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Do you want to date me?"

Gojo Gojo nodded boldly: "That's right~"

"Not interested in."

Gojo Satoru's expression froze in an instant, he took her arm and kept shaking it, and said coquettishly in a drawn-out tone, "Don't be like this ~ watch a movie with me, okay?"

"No."

Fuguro Nami resolutely rejected his invitation, and added: "Do you want to be hunted down by my father?"

He was still a little sad at first, but Gojo Gojo was stunned when he heard this addition, and then he showed a brighter smile, and even put his big hand on her shoulder, leaning over and lowering his voice, "Are you worried about me?"

The two were so close that they could almost feel each other's warm breath.

Fuhe Nami frowned, suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to touch his face, and said with a dark face: "Don't get so close!"

Oddly uncomfortable.

Wujo Wufan held her hand, but he let it go immediately. He didn't dare to do too much, for fear of angering her.

At this time, the battle below has fast forwarded to the final stage.

"——that curse spirit has successfully comprehended the expansion of the domain." Fuhe Nami stood up, frowning slightly, ready to help Xia Youjie at any time.

Daoist's technique is related to the soul, so the development of his domain cannot escape this point.

Although her curse was still working, it would be bad if Xia Youjie accidentally became a reformer.

She thought for a while, and then threw a curse that consumed a lot of mana on Xia Youjie.

"Bounce back all the damage Xia Youjie suffered."

Within 10 minutes, the real person was helpless under Xia Youjie's pressure, and finally prepared to escape with the last bit of magic power. Wujo Wu's body moved slightly, and appeared on top of the real person in an instant, stepping on the real person who turned into a little monster. underfoot.

Xia Youjie wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked over with a smile: "Thank you, I invite you to dinner tonight."

After he devoured the real person, Xia Youjie stuck out his tongue, quite disgusted: "This real person doesn't taste very good."

"Isn't it better than a vomit wiped rag?"

Fuguro Nami and Gojo Satoru jumped down from the roof, and the former joked casually.

"Indeed——" Xia Youjie stretched his waist, lowered his head and pulled at the tattered clothes, "I played too much, I have to change clothes."

"Go, go, Nami and I will wait for you in the lounge."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand casually, wishing that the light bulb would leave immediately, so as not to hinder the rare time between the two of them.

Xia Youjie: "..."