When can the vests have a tea party?

Because the main body was born as a conjurer, Zhongyuan Chuxue is much more sensitive to spell power than ordinary people with supernatural powers.

This mantra fluctuates...

Level [-] curse spirit?

The distance is very close, and Zhongyuan Chuxue can see the dark curtain covering the sky not far from Rabo Street.

She turned around, and Mori Ogai took Akutagawa Ryunosuke to the building of the Port Mafia, and Nakahara Nakahara committed suicide in the house and hung on the beam, but almost stepped on his Dazai Osamu theory. While persuading them to fight in a daze, Oda Sakunosuke also left early to work.

If I leave for a while, no one should find out.

The "tent" was on the verge of collapse, and the assistant supervisor urgently sent a distress message. However, Yokohama has never been the territory of magicians, and magicians who can fight against first-level magic spirits are even rarer. Even recently, it took two hours to come here.

Jianren Qihai stumbled and ran out, the blood on his body dripping down on the ground, he didn't turn his head to look at Hui Yuanxiong who voluntarily stayed behind.

Where can someone help?

He looked around hastily, but after he got out of the tent, there were only little gangsters who saw his distressed appearance and showed malicious expressions, but they were afraid of the knife-shaped magic tool in his hand and did not dare to approach him.

The young man's chest was also breathing like a bellows being pulled, and every blow brought on the severe pain of the bone fragments in the chest, a bloody smell rose from his throat, and his eyes turned black.

no!He couldn't fall down yet, and Huiyuan remained where he was.

Jianren Qihai bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to wake up with pain.

"Do you need help?" The hem of the wheelchair suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

He raised his eyes, only to find that in front of him was a little girl sitting in a wheelchair with no strength to restrain her.

"... run quickly."

When the curse spirit breaks through the tent, the people around here may not be able to survive.

The serious injury made Qihai Jianren's keen observation and vigilance drop a lot, so he didn't suspect that the girl was obviously dressed neatly and was different from the wandering people on Radium Bowl Street. a kind reminder.

When Zhongyuan Chuxue saw him, she immediately recognized Nana Ming from the high school period.

Seeing the other party's blood-soaked chest and messy body, she made a move.

"First-level curse spirit, intelligence error?" Zhongyuan Chuxue briefly guessed.At the first sight of Jianren Qihai, she made an inference based on the usual urine nature of the upper class of the spell.

Hearing this, Jianren Qihai's pupils shrank suddenly, "Why do you..."

"To make a long story short, I know the magic world, is there anyone in the 'tent', you stay here, I'll go in and have a look!" Zhongyuan Chuxue interrupted him, and arranged the other party and herself clearly like a cannonball.

Jianren Qihai froze for a moment, trying to stop her, but was so shocked by the next second's movement that she lost his voice.

The girl flew straight up, a red gleam appeared on her body, and she plunged into the "tent" recklessly.

At the same time, a sentence "Help me watch the wheelchair!" was thrown from the air.

Jianren Qihai: ...Is it a person with supernatural powers?

After a long while, he lowered his eyes, and he really walked to the back of the wheelchair and took its handle.

Chuxue of the Central Plains brushed aside the crumbling "tent" in the air, looked at the scene inside, raised her hand, and smashed the broken stones on the body of the curse spirit.

Feeling that the pressure of being besieged suddenly eased, Hui Yuanxiong raised his head and saw the strange girl hanging in the sky.

Although the other party looked very young, he seemed calm and unhurried in the face of the ugly curse spirit.

"Why are you still in a daze, leave it to me here, you go and rest on the sidelines." Zhongyuan Chuxue said very much like a big sister, but when a child speaks in this tone, there is an inexplicably cute feeling of a little adult.

After the initial daze, Hui Yuanxiong also reacted quickly, and stepped aside from the battlefield very simply.

"2 minutes." Zhongyuan Chuxue said to herself at a volume that only she could hear, and she decided to beat the mantra to the point where she couldn't take care of herself within this time limit.

All the attacks hit the curse spirit.

Only a curse can remove a curse.As a person with supernatural powers, she can only weaken it infinitely at this time.

The ground was cracked open by the power of Chuxue in the Central Plains, and countless gravels were suspended in the air, aiming their sharp edges at the curse spirit who was still humming.

Zhongyuan Chuxue's wrist trembled slightly, and the new round of attacks were all concentrated on the enemy.

Hui Yuanxiong stood in the distance with his support against the wall. Although his body was in great pain, his eyes were shining brightly.

It is worthy of being the legendary Yokohama's superpower, and it really lives up to its reputation!

The painful curse spirit began to counterattack, those tentacles boiled violently, and Zhongyuan Chuxue moved in their gaps, inexplicably feeling like he was playing the No.1 stand-alone game.

The kind that opens and hangs.

A few tentacles brushed against her shoulders, but were quickly squeezed by gravity and annihilated in the air.

Realizing that he had kicked the iron plate, the curse spirit began to back away, but its clumsy and huge body could not respond flexibly.

"Want to run?" Zhongyuan Chuxue smiled maliciously, "It's late!"

She pressed her hands to the ground.

As a result, countless sharp thorns made of cement and steel bars protruded from the ground in an instant, completely piercing the body of the curse spirit, jumping up to a height of seven or eight meters, and directly nailing it in place.

"Now!" she cried.

At some point, Jianren Qihai, who was standing behind, rushed up, raised the magic sword, and gave the last blow to the dying curse spirit.

Zhongyuan Chuxue patted his hand and gave him a thumbs up, "Happy cooperation!"

She safely floated back to the wheelchair that Jianren Qihai had pushed over just now.

"Thank you so much." Hui Yuanxiong ran over, "If you weren't here, the two of us would be in trouble."

"It's our first meeting, I'm Chuxue from the Central Plains." The little girl greeted her as she brushed her blond hair that was slightly messy due to the battle.

Combing the student's hair, the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly bent down and bowed fiercely: "Miss Nakahara, it's the first time we meet, my name is Haibara Yuu, a first-year student at the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse College, and I am here to perform exorcism in Yokohama." Cursed mission, please give me your advice."

He sold his information completely, and he didn't treat Zhongyuan Chuxue like a child at all.

Looking at Qihai Jianren's forehead support operation, he just felt that he had a headache again.

Feeling that the blond girl turned her curious eyes to him, the boy with short blond hair pursed his lips and said, "My name is Jianren Qihai."

"This place is not suitable for staying for a long time. There happens to be a clinic nearby. Come with me to bandage the wound." Chuxue Zhongyuan sent out an invitation.

Hui Yuanxiong readily accepted, and Nanami Jianren looked at his cheerful back, sighed, and limped up.

the other side.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the auxiliary supervisor had already left here in a car, trying to go to Tokyo to rescue soldiers.All the first-level conjurers were on missions, and the news that the mission of the two first-year junior high school students failed was not announced until an hour later.

Xia Youjie looked at the message on the screen of the mobile phone that "two first-year high school students encountered a first-level curse and disappeared." His eyes darkened.

When he was on a mission overseas, it was rare that he didn't tie up his hair meticulously as usual, but let it hang over his shoulders, wearing a loose large T-shirt, his whole person was inexplicably more decadent.

Even the tasks assigned by the High Commissioner will go wrong.

Xia Youjie frowned when thinking of Hui Yuanxiong, who always had a sunny and cheerful smile, and Qihai Jianren, another junior with a more calm personality.

He has already begun to suspect that he has been busy insisting on what he is protecting.Ordinary people of the Panxing Sect disdain this, and instead impose ignorant thoughts on innocent people; the conjurers hidden among ordinary people are not understood, and instead are sent to a mental hospital to die tragically.

The high-level corpses in the conjuration world can't make a fair judgment; now, because of the omissions of the upper-level intelligence, the lives and deaths of the two apprentices are also uncertain.

Protecting the weak...is it really right?

The young man stood up, tied up his hair casually, and put on a black uniform.

It's a little hot.

He shielded his eyes with his hands and looked out the window into the hot summer sun.

It just so happened that the mission was about to end, and the return ticket was provisionally booked.

When Xia Youjie's flight landed, the two first-year college students finally remembered to send everyone a message that they were safe.

After receiving the news, Xia Youjie heaved a sigh of relief, and took a taxi back to the college, but met a tall and hot woman at the door of the classroom.

"You like it,"

"What type of woman?"