Different Maorilan

This is the headquarters of the Panxing Sect. Xia Youjie rested his chin, his handsome face seemed to be born with a Buddha-nature, which was compassionate and compassionate.He lowered his eyes and looked down at his seat, prostrate on the ground, while the screaming people were constantly begging and crying under the teasing tear of the curse spirit, his expression was extremely indifferent and calm.

It's just that when he noticed that there was a sudden breath in the hall, the curse spirit that was tormenting people was smashed by a burst of red light, and the purple blood of the curse spirit spilled all over the tortured person.

Xia Youjie sat up straight slightly: "Have you mastered even the teleportation of Wushu Shicang? You are making rapid progress, Mr. Lan."

The power of the spell comes from people’s negative emotions. Originally, Mao Lilan’s spell power had been used up, but when he saw the scene of the curse spirit killing humans, the anger in his chest suddenly rushed up, and he immediately transformed this anger For the sake of spell power, he released He, who was not powerful enough for the move just now.

Mao Lilan ran to the person who was breathing weakly, seeing the other person's miserable condition, but at the same time, his heart was full of anger.

The previous encounters had already made Mao Lilan understand that his and Xia Youjie's views were completely opposite, so instead of questioning Xia Youjie, he immediately used the reversal technique on this scarred person, intending to have him.

But when he launched the spell, Xia Youjie also saw that he was strong on the outside but capable in the middle, and quickly summoned a curse spirit to attack him from behind, interrupting his spell.

"Mr. Lan, don't you think it's too much to save the person I'm going to kill in front of me?" Xia Youjie asked Mao Lilan who was dealing with the curse spirit with a gentle smile on his face. talk.

"Are you underestimating me?"

While speaking, another curse spirit flew out, attacking Mao Lilan together with the first curse spirit.

Mao Lilan tried hard to squeeze her own spell power, relying on physical skills to deal with the two spell spirits, but the two spell spirits have a good sense of cooperation, and their respective attack methods are also very cunning, especially the second spell spirit. The tentacle whips that whip cold one after another, it hurts very much if you accidentally touch it, it seems to have the attack effect of doubling the pain.

Fortunately, Mao Lilan was supplemented by Wutiao Wu'e's physical skills a few days ago, and she was beaten a lot. Even if she doesn't use the physical skills and only relies on the physical skills, she won't be too disadvantaged.What's more, these two curse spirits also served as a training partner. It didn't take long for Mao Lilan to cope with it from being exhausted at the beginning, and the speed of improvement was astonishing.

I saw Mao Lilan seized the opportunity to grab one of the tentacles of the second curse spirit, and pulled it violently. The strange force brought it swung the octopus-like main body of the curse spirit like a meteor hammer, and smashed its huge body. Hit another curse spirit!

"boom!"

The huge body of the same kind attacked like a mountain top, and the curse spirit quickly retreated when it saw the situation was not good, but it was still smashed straight!

The huge force shook the entire hall floor, and the octopus curse spirit seemed to be knocked unconscious by the shock, while the life and death of its kind under it was unknown, only the purple blood seeping from its body.

This blow made Mao Lilan feel relieved, but he neglected one thing!

His enemies are not just curse spirits!

"Patta." Behind Mao Lilan, someone suddenly pressed his right shoulder.

"The reason for not using the spell is to save the magic power to heal that monkey?" At the same time, Xia Youjie asked solemnly behind him.

"Ho-!"

Mao Lilan's heart stopped beating, and she tried to break free, but Xia Youjie had already exerted force before speaking, crushing his right shoulder blade abruptly!

"!!" Mao Lilan held back the painful cry that was about to blurt out, bent his left elbow and counterattacked backwards to force him to let go, and at the same time raised his knees - but Xia Youjie took a step to the side to avoid them all, not only that , His hand that crushed Mao Lilan's shoulder blade moved down, directly disabling Mao Lilan's entire right arm.

The sound of broken bones and joints came to Mao Lilan's ears clearly, followed by severe pain. Mao Lilan's face turned pale instantly, but she still gritted her teeth and struggled, and finally broke free from Xia Youjie's restraint. Withdrew several steps.

His right arm was hanging weakly by his side, Mao Lilan was short of breath, his face was pale, and there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead. He stared at Xia Youjie warily, but Xia Youjie didn't seem to take him seriously.

The man who crippled Mao Lilan's arm lightly smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeve, and then looked at Mao Lilan with a gentle expression: "Mr. Lan, you are injured."

Mao Lilan's pupils dilated instantly!

"Your dominant hand is the right hand, right? Mr. Lan, are you sure you want to deal with me now that you have lost your dominant hand?" Xia Youjie's voice was gentle, and there was a bit of preaching after seeing a disobedient child in his tone mean.

"It's true that conjurers can extract mana power from their own negative emotions, but the reserves of mana power they can extract are also limited."

"Mr. Lan, your own spell power is not as exaggerated as Wu Wu's. The current level is already your limit, right?"

Xia Youjie took a step forward leisurely, but Mao Lilan immediately stepped back three meters, the intention of guarding against him was obvious.

The activation of the reversal technique is very fast, that is, the reading time is very short, not to mention that Xia Youjie deliberately left Mao Lilan the time to use the reversal technique.

However, Xia Youjie was disappointed.

He frowned, and the bewitching and tolerant look on his handsome face quietly faded away, replaced by his sinister murderous intent as he watched Mao Lilan gradually approach the comatose person on the ground!

"Mr. Lan, you're really obsessed with obsession." Xia Youjie sighed, then tapped his toes, rose from the ground, leaped from mid-air, and landed in front of Mao Lilan.

"It's just a monkey. How can his life compare to your arm?"

This time, Mao Lilan, who had been on guard for a long time, quickly used the reversal technique on the people on the ground. Xia Youjie had no time to stop him, so he directly attacked Mao Lilan!

Xia Youjie, who manipulates the magic spirit to fight, believes in his physical skills more than the magic spirit when fighting.His fighting skills were practiced every day when he and Gojo Satoru went to school together, and he is now one of the most brilliant physical masters. Even in the heyday, Mao Lilan and him were still immature. There is no level of experience.

What's more, Mao Lilan's right arm is still useless and he can't move. Soon he was beaten all over by Xia Youjie. Passed out.

But Mao Lilan didn't fall into a coma for too long, he woke up quickly, only felt a buzzing pain in his brain, his vision was vague, and he couldn't see the dimly lit hall in front of him clearly.

But he still saw the person who was carried up in the air by Xia Youjie's curse spirit holding his head!

That was the person he had just treated!

The man who was forced to hang kicked his legs in horror, and when he saw the ugly and weird curse spirit, he broke down and cried, begging Xia Youjie to spare his life, his face covered with tears and snot.

Get moving!

Mao Lilan yelled in her heart to her body that had lost strength and could not move, urging herself to stand up quickly!

Hurry up and move!stand up!Otherwise that person will be killed!

He must not just watch that person die in front of him!We must save that person!

Even if Mao Lilan had nothing to do with that person, even if he had suffered so badly because of that person, he still wanted to save people.

There are not many complicated reasons, just because Mao Lilan doesn't want to see someone die in front of him.

At this moment, Mao Lilan's only belief is to save people. This persistent willpower squeezed out the potential of his body, and actually supported Mao Lilan, who was collapsed on the ground, to stand up on the pillar behind him!

Xia Youjie heard Mao Lilan's movements, and when he turned his head to look over, his face showed a little surprise: "I didn't expect you to stand up, Mr. Lan."

The desperate pleading of the man who was almost suffocated by the curse rang in his ears, and Xia Youjie suddenly had a good idea.

In the next second, Manu Ling was instructed by Xia Youjie to put the man down.

The man who had escaped from the dead took a deep breath, not forgetting to express his gratitude to Xia Youjie for sparing his life. He knelt down at Xia Youjie's feet: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life! Master, you are kind! I will I will definitely donate more money to the leader! Thank you, the leader, for letting me go..."

Xia Youjie kicked him down mercilessly, but the man got up and kowtowed to Xia Youjie again.

"I didn't say I'd let you off." Xia Youjie lowered his head and sneered at the man whose face was once again in despair.

"However," he changed the subject and turned to look at Mao Lilan at the same time, "As long as you kill him for me, I will let you go."

The man was overjoyed when he heard this!Especially when he saw Mao Lilan who was crumbling and covered in bruises just standing there, his eyes lit up and he shouted directly: "I am willing! Master, I am willing to serve you!"

"Do you really want to?" Xia Youjiepi smiled, looking down at the man's eyes as if looking at a corpse, "He tried his best to save you just now, but he is your savior."

"I don't know him! He has nothing to do with me, he is not my savior!" The man didn't notice Xia Youjie's malice, so he hurriedly separated the relationship, even though he saw Mao Lilan risking his life to save him with his own eyes, but that so what?Compared with his life, of course his life is more important!

"Really?" Xia Youjie's voice became softer, "Then you go and kill him."

"Yes! Yes!" The man stood up scrambling and ran towards Mao Lilan.

After running in front of Mao Lilan, the man threw a punch and knocked down Mao Lilan who had finally stood up. Xia Youjie, who was not far away, saw this scene, his expression remained unchanged, but his hands under the robe sleeves were clenched. became a fist.

After the man knocked Mao Lilan down, he bent his knees and pressed Mao Lilan's chest to prevent him from resisting. Then he strangled Mao Lilan's neck with both hands and continued to force: "I'm sorry, don't blame me, I want to live too!"

Mao Lilan, who had no strength left to struggle, desperately raised his left hand to remove the man's hand that was strangling his neck: "...don't..."

The man had a fierce look in his eyes: "Aren't you going to save me? As long as you die obediently, I can live!"

"Let go... Hurry up..." Otherwise you will really die! !

Mao Lilan's eyes saw Xia Youjie approaching, that gentle and handsome face that was like a Buddha at the moment has become cold and ghostly at this moment, and the purple pupils full of murderous intent are staring at the man who strangled his neck.

"go to hell!!"

The man roared ferociously, his hands were so hard that unsightly blue veins popped out on the surface of the back of his hands, and Mao Lilan also lost the strength to take off his hands because he couldn't breathe. Just before Mao Lilan's feet stopped weakly struggling, Xia You The curse spirit next to Jie held the man's head again and tore him off Mao Lilan's body.

"Cough cough—cough cough..." Mao Lilan, who regained oxygen, coughed with difficulty, but a shadow fell in front of her.

Xia Youjie looked at Mao Lilan with a gloomy expression: "Did you see, this is the kind of thing you are desperately protecting."

"Selfish and ungrateful, just after being saved by you, you can turn around and kill you with a butcher's knife... Conjurers don't produce curse spirits, but these monkeys do, one after another conjurers die under the hands of curse spirits, Its source is - these monkeys!"

The curse spirit behind him opened his fingers with sharp nails, piercing into the man's brain amidst the man's desperate and fearful begging for mercy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A sharp and ear-piercing cry sounded suddenly, Mao Lilan stared closely at the man in the man's hand, and grabbed Xia Youjie's sleeve squatting in front of him with his left hand.

"Let him go..." A hoarse and broken voice came from Mao Lilan's mouth with difficulty.

Xia Youjie looked down at him and smiled at him: "Sorry, no."

As soon as his voice fell, the man's body was torn in half by the curse spirit, and dark red blood sprayed out like a waterfall.

……

……

……died.

...someone died before their eyes.

that's it……

died?

Mao Lilan had a panoramic view of the tragic death, and his eyes were blood red.

People are dead.

He didn't have time to save the man.

Mao Lilan kept repeating these two sentences in her heart, replaying the scene of that person's body being torn apart by the curse spirit over and over again.

Gradually, the most terrifying nightmare in his heart appeared.

The appearance of that person became that of his mother, who died in front of him.

After a while, he became a father again, and his father died.

Became Shinichi, Shinichi died.

It became a garden again, and the garden died.

They were killed by the curse spirit.

I didn't have time to save them.

It was because I was too weak that the curse spirit killed them.

it's all my fault……

Nothing wrong, it's all my fault.

Everything is my fault.

"what!!!!!"

Mao Lilan's sudden burst of magic power shook Xia Youjie away in front of him. Xia Youjie stabilized his figure in time, and when he looked at Mao Lilan again, he found that his eyes were streaming with blood and tears.

Those clear and ethereal icy purple eyes are thinly covered with strands of crystal, magnificent to the extreme, as if they do not exist in this world, like gods.

From Mao Lilan's strange eyes exuded Xia Youjie's once-familiar mantra movement breath, and he stared at those eyes in astonishment, feeling extremely surprised in his heart.

That is, the new six eyes?