Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

"Limei, have those incompetent conjurers figured out a way to unblock it?"

On the throne made of bones, a man with tattoos all over his body rested his head on one hand. He looked at the half-kneeling boy under the pile of bones.

"No, do you need Limei to flog them?"

The man waved his hand, "Forget it, kill them all, it's useless to keep them, by the way, have you found a usage of "contract" that is more binding than "bondage"? "

"Go back to Master Nuo, I found it. With this method, it can be branded on the soul, and it will not be able to break free from life to life."

Rime's tone was cold.

……

Shen Dumin had a nightmare at night. He dreamed that Su Nuo rubbed his four hands against the lamp face crazily, calling for the magic lamp to appear quickly.

Then he jumped out like a ghost and said that I, Thomas, is a kerosene lamp, not an Allah X magic lamp, and then said that it can still grant your three wishes if sparks are sparked in your hands.

This guy Su Nuo smiled sideways, grabbed his soul body directly, branded it on it, and tattooed a full set of Su Nuo tattoos on both sides, still the same style.

He jumped up in fright.

He rubbed his eyes. Ever since he touched the lamp body, the thing has merged with him again. Now he can't perceive the specific situation of the lamp body, but he can feel that the thing is in his body.

He shouldn't be mean.

It made him a little dizzy and hungry now.

This rubbish magic tool has been hungry for too long, and I want to refill the lamp oil, forcing him to eat like a vampire, and only people with magic power can do it, really...

He took a deep breath, afraid of accidentally getting mad.

Fortunately, this body is his now, and he can temporarily suppress this impulse. He slowly put on his slippers, ready to drink some water.

Turning his head, he saw an octopus-like mantra with tentacles sticking sticky to the floor, attacking the trash can with its fangs and claws.

Good guy, there's only one finger left, and he's getting him into trouble.

His teeth were itching with hatred, Shendu Min didn't even want to move up and punched and kicked the curse spirit, and the noisy Shendu mother who was on vacation rubbed her eyes and knocked on his door.

"What's wrong? Dahei."

The physical damage and spell damage caused by the fist containing the magic power were balanced, and the curse spirit was twisted and twisted even uglier, and he vomited in disgust when he heard the knock on the door.

"It's okay, I just can't sleep in the middle of the night and get up and hit a dozen sandbags. Mom, go back and rest. It's best to put on headphones and play some serenade or something."

"...Also, don't call me Dahei!"

Shendu's mother didn't think much about it. Anyway, the house was in ambush from all sides, so she yawned and took out her earphones and went to sleep.

The sandbag curse spirit hummed aggrievedly.

He glared at him viciously, "What are you shouting for, shut up."

The sandbag curse spirit was even more aggrieved.

It is just a curse spirit with only basic consciousness, which was born not long ago. It sensed the powerful spell breath here, and finally broke through the enchantment barrier surrounding this house with its innate skills. Who knew that what was waiting for it was unexpectedly... Dayton punches.

He didn't even touch the cursed object, and he still had to be beaten.

"Don't look at me, you really look like seafood, I don't like seafood." Shendu saw a pair of small bean eyes from the sticky surface of the case in a daze.

As if he had thought of something, he manipulated the curse spirit who had lost the ability to resist and was on the verge of being exorcised, and wrapped it tightly with its tentacles.

He touched the phone under the pillow and scrolled down the address book.

found it.

He dialed the phone number with the remark: [Small-eyed Fox].

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hello..." The voice over there sounded a little weak, not at all as youthful as when we met last time.

"Xia You...have you been playing games all night?"

Shen Dumin heard the other party's voice that seemed to be dying at any time, and said subconsciously.

"...I hope Shendu-kun understands, it is 03:30 in the morning!"

Xia Youjie felt that not only Shen Dumin was crazy, but he was also crazy, to answer the other party's phone at such a late hour.

Seeing the other party's name lit up on the screen, even though the drowsiness had almost breached the last line of defense of his brain, he still held back his eyelids and answered the phone.

God knows how many missions he has done today, and he swallowed a few curse spirits, and now the strange smell has not dissipated.

What came into my ears was the sound I heard that day, very clear, with a highly malleable timbre.

"Sleeping is a waste of life, Xia You, a curse spirit appeared in my house."

Shendumin first expressed his point of view righteously, and then called the point. He glanced at the curse spirit who was tied up like a rice dumpling, touched his broken conscience and said, "I hate to be afraid."

Xia Youjie's tone sank, "Are you okay? Where is your home? I'll go find you now."

Shen Dumin touched the non-existent false conscience again, reported the address with a trembling tone, and pointed out the direction of the window of his house intimately, and then quickly turned off the phone.

So Xia Youjie arrived at the fastest speed in his life on a mantra spirit, kicked open the window of Shendumin's room, and saw Shendumin lying on the bed, one step away from sleep, and seafood like zongzi on the ground , Ah no, the curse spirit.

"Is that what you said you were afraid of?"

Xia Youjie, who had dark circles under his eyes, hadn't had time to tie his hair, and even wore his clothes backwards, grabbed Shen Dumin like a ghost in a midnight show.

Shen Dumin covered his mouth, he was afraid that his smile would be too bright, so he coughed twice before desperately holding back, "I don't know what happened... just this curse spirit suddenly appeared in my room."

"You mean I came all the way here just to see you beat him into a lump?" Xia Youjie became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, wishing to punch his subordinate's deceitful face a few times.

"No way."

Shen Duming comforted in a low voice, "Its ability is very special, so I thought of giving Xia oil."

Only then did Xia Youjie let go, and asked, "What ability?" If it doesn't work, it will kill you.

"There is an enchantment around my house, which is set up for protection. This curse spirit can break through and touch my room. Doesn't this prove that its ability is very useful?"

Shen Dumin looked at Xia Youjie with a smile.

You have to know that in the past few days, he has picked up all kinds of things about his family.

However, too little family information about the Shendu family has been circulated outside, and I only vaguely remember rumors that they were few in number and chose to live in seclusion in the end.

It's sort of a family that has nothing but money.

What?Where does the money come from? It's because of the business of spell tools.

It is ancestral that Shen Dumin expresses the desire for a peaceful life.

By the way, Shen Dumin, who found out that he was still a child of the aristocratic family, had the confidence to fight the curse.

"is it?"

Xia Youjie stared at a pair of small eyes, his hair was messy, and he couldn't see if there was any blood in his eyes, which was quite scary anyway.

The young Mana Spiritualist silently kneaded the zongzi into a big black ball.

"Well, what about after you make it into a ball? How do you absorb it?" Shendumin, who only has a little research on magic spells, came up curiously, "Xiayou can satisfy my curiosity all afternoon."

Xia Youjie glanced at him, but couldn't resist those gleaming black eyes, so he picked up the curse jade and put it in his mouth like taking medicine.

The familiar taste like a rag that wiped vomit spread on the tip of his tongue. He resisted the desire to vomit, and his expression was hidden among the scattered black hair, making it impossible for people to explore for a while.

"...So it was eaten." Shen Dumin felt that Xia Youjie was too strong, and could eat such a big thing, "What kind of taste is it?"

Xia Youjie waited for the smell to dissipate, and then replied after a pause: "It's sweet."

"Pfft." Shen Dumin laughed, "I just use my toes to think that this kind of thing won't be sweet. Is Xia You trying to coax me for a fool?"

Xia Youjie didn't answer, he always concealed the smell of cursing jade, he didn't allow others to sympathize with him because of this, and he didn't allow others to see him in distress.

"I'm the fool. I came here to save you in the middle of the night because of your words."

Xia Youjie felt that he was also crazy. He knew that the person in front of him was dangerous. What he should be worried about was the curse spirit, or subconsciously heard the sentence that he was afraid of rushing over in the middle of the night, and he was so anxious that even the barrier of the high school It was used to break through, and I am afraid that I will have to write a review again when I go back.

However, the ability of this spell spirit is really easy to use. It can unlock and break through most of the barriers or formations. Next time you skip class, you don't have to worry about the high school barrier.

He barely forgave Shen Dumin.

"Isn't this adding another general to Xia You's summoned beast? By the way, it's so late, how about Xia You sleeping with me for one night?" Shen Dumin suggested with a smile, and touched the bedside table Touch, touched a small box.

"I'd better go back, or I'll be in trouble when the High Commissioner sends someone to look for me."

Xia Youjie yawned, stepped on the window, summoned a flying spell, and prepared to leave.

"Okay."

Shen Dumin threw a small box over.

Xia Youjie subconsciously took it in his hand.

The shape is quite old, and it seems that there are spells printed on it.

Xia Youjie didn't know why.

Shen Dumin told him with a smile: "Inside the box is my family's crest and a letter. You can hand it over to your assistant supervisor and let him pass it on."

Shendumin felt that it was necessary for him to connect with the current world of curses. He thought about Su Nuo's fingers lying in the trash can, and he thought it was better to say hello to Gaozhuan for recycling such a troublesome thing.

You must know that he had a "friendly" exchange with the assistant supervisor before, but no one came to him.

He vaguely guessed something, and didn't want to take the initiative to get involved in the muddy water.

"Huh? You're still a child of an aristocratic family?" Xia Youjie was holding the small box, and he was a little surprised by the faint spell power coming from it.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person with spell power and on the verge of going berserk at any time." He summed up his situation, "I'm a dangerous person, Xia You must be careful in the future."

God knows that when Xia Youjie approached, accompanied by that faint breath of magic power, the lamp body in his body was ready to move, even he almost rushed to take a bite.

He was sure that if he took this bite, he would definitely turn into mincemeat tonight.

The kind made by hand.