Seimei

Since Abe Seimei revived Xia Youjie, he must have paid a price.The old man with the stitches on his head thought so, then he could use the prison gate to seal Abe Seimei when Abe Seimei was weak.

As for how to make Abe Seimei stay still and spend 1 minute in his mind, the old man has already thought of a way.

However, since Wujo Wu is alive, after using the prison gate to seal Abe Seimei, how to deal with Wujo Wu is a problem.

Thinking so, the old man subconsciously put his hand into his sleeve, and "touched" the ash-like substance stored in a glass vial by him.

Where the old man noticed, a weakly breathed curse spirit floated in the air, flapping its wings.

At the same time, Abe Seimei, who was waiting for Xia Youjie Gojo Wujo, came out with Zhengpan Xingjiaowai, his expression changed.

The smile that had always been on his face disappeared at this moment, and the gloomy expression that Abe Seimei should not have appeared appeared.

Boya... Abe Seimei's "look" was only gloomy for a moment, before he was caught, he returned to the smile in which everything was in control.

Gojo Wu Xia Youjie, who was holding Tian Nei Lizi's body, came out of the Panxing Sect, and the atmosphere between the two was a bit dull.

When Abe Seimei saw the appearance of the two, he sighed slightly in his heart.

Xia Youjie insisted too much on the truth, and one day in the future, it might lead to a catastrophe...

After the astral body time passed, Abe Seimei originally thought that the group of high-level executives would find a way to meet him, but it was rare for the group of high-level executives to keep moving.

The resurrection of the dead should be very attractive to the group of high-level people who have already half-stepped into the coffin.

But Abe Seimei, who remembered something, understood the thoughts of those high-level people.

Abe Seimei, who understood the thoughts of those high-level people, sighed slightly, only thinking that this group of high-level people was hopeless.

And the busy summer is here.

Since the battle of Fuheshier, Gojo Satoru has become stronger, he has become stronger by more than a little bit, and gradually even put Abe Seimei under pressure.

As for Xia Youjie, because he died once and lost a lot of curse spirits - some were crushed and expelled by Abe Seimei's direct curse, and some were expelled by Noctuma Zhengdao and the others, instead of increasing but decreasing.

Xia Youjie, who had lost a lot of spell spirits, either actively or passively took on many tasks.

Subdue, absorb.Although Abe Seimei, who knows the taste of the magic ball, helped him add a layer of spirit to the outside of the magic ball, but Xia Youjie often traveled for several days in a row, and sometimes he would not meet Abe Seimei who was also out on missions when he came back. Some of the magic spirit balls were swallowed by him because they smelled of isolation.

"The mission of investigating the second-level magic spirit producing earth god?" Xia Youjie, who had just finished a mission, paused to drink water when he saw the mission handed to him by the assistant supervisor.

"Yes." The assistant supervisor was very respectful to the sophomore of the conjuration college who had been promoted to a special conjurer.

"This was originally to be handed over to Qi Hai, a classmate of Huiyuan in the first grade, but because Xia You had replenished the mantra lost some time ago, Ye Mosheng decided to transfer the task to Xia You after thinking about it."

"Hey, hey? It was supposed to be our task?" Hui Yuanxiong, who had just ushered in his own short-term vacation, pulled Qihai Jianren to join him curiously.

That's how it was, he said how they had a short-term vacation during the busy summer.Jianren Qihai, who was pulled over, thought so.

When Xia Youjie faced the "second-level curse spirit" that should have been handed over to his apprentices, he couldn't help but feel relieved that he was the one who received the task.

The observers of the window made a mistake this time. This is not a second-level spell spirit at all, but a first-level spell spirit.For the students who have just entered school to face the first-level curse spirit, they will either die or be injured.

Xia Youjie, who quickly subdued this first-level curse spirit, originally wanted to swallow the curse spirit ball directly, but after thinking about it, Abe Seimei will also return to the high school of magic arts today, so he temporarily put away the curse spirit ball up.

Seimei Abe knelt in his dormitory, and when the dormitory door was knocked, he squinted his eyes while holding herbal tea and said, "Come in, Jie. The door is closed."

After Xia Youjie heard Abe Seimei's voice, he knew that Abe Seimei had expected him to come, so he smiled helplessly, then opened the door and went directly into Abe Seimei's dormitory.

Xia Youjie knelt down opposite Abe Seimei, saw that Abe Seimei was just drinking tea and didn't look at him, and there was something about raising the magic ball, but picked up the tea that Abe Seimei had prepared for him, and drank a couple of sips.

"Your state isn't quite right lately." The two were silent for a while, Abe Seimei put down his teacup, and directly asked Xia Youjie's question.

Abe Seimei seldom said such things directly to people, but Xia Youjie's state really worried him, and Xia Youjie was not the kind of person to say it directly.

Thinking of this, Abe Seimei paused suddenly.

Does he treat Xia Youjie differently than other people?

When Xia Youjie heard Abe Seimei's concern, it was the joy of being connected with the person he liked, and then endless depression.

"It's just a bitter summer." Xia Youjie heard himself say this, and then saw that he was acting and changed the subject very stiffly, "I'm a little tired, Qingming, please help me cover the spirit with the magic ball. I'm going to bed early today."

"Is it bitter summer?" Abe Seimei took a deep look at Xia Youjie. Abe Seimei had never been an outspoken character. After Xia Youjie rejected his rare and direct concern, he said nothing more.

After receiving the magic spirit ball handed over by Xia Youjie, covering his face with a layer of spirit, Abe Seimei handed the magic spirit ball back to Xia Youjie, and stopped looking at Xia Youjie.

Qingming is not happy.Xia Youjie couldn't help smiling wryly when he saw Abe Seimei no longer looking at him.

"Then I'm leaving." Xia Youjie said to Abe Qingming, seeing that Abe Qingming didn't look at him, he sighed slightly, and then left.

How could he say such a thing clearly?

Xia Youjie thought as he opened the door of his dormitory.

Standing in the bathroom, Xia Youjie swallowed the magic ball with his head up. The magic ball that covered the soul was swallowed smoothly, and after it began to absorb, the disgusting smell came back.

Xia Youjie, who was retching on the toilet, had a sudden idea when he was retching.

disgusting...monkey...