A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

After splitting up, Gojo Wujo and Xia Youjie cooperated with each other and repeated their previous actions——

First put down the tent, then enter the tent and start fighting to beat the ghosts, no matter how miserable the ghosts roar, just ignore them, just beat them to death, and finally call Zhimeng to harvest the ghost heads, saying that they are the ghosts they sent for him (cross out).

Yu Sui Tianyuan was shocked when he saw it.

But this time the ghost is a little different, she is not only stronger than the previous ghosts, but also smarter than the previous ghosts, and she can hide food reserves in her magical ability.

It was also because of this that Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie were a bit restrained in their fight.

And their target, who turned into an oiran and hid in Yoshiwara, was to take the humans in the ribbon as hostages without hesitation, proudly using them to block the attack.

This move not only made Gojo Wu extremely unhappy, but also made Xia Youjie lose his smile.

Even Yu Sui Tianyuan, who was a little bit out of hand because the two teenagers attacked too fiercely, was angry.

Moreover, the words engraved in the eyes of a ghost of this strength - it is Shangxian Liu, Shangxian ghost!

It is the ghost who has never been defeated by the previous pillars of the Demon Slayer Team!

Yu Sui Tianyuan's heart sank, but before he could think of a solution, the two teenagers with one black and one white hair had tacitly started to attack again.

There is one thing to say, although they often fight among themselves and love to fight and step on each other, but if they really want to cooperate, they will definitely make people speechless.

The black-haired boy with ball head stood on the spot and made a few tricks, and the white-haired boy in sunglasses rushed straight up.

Seeing this, Luo Ji did not hesitate to use the blood ghost technique on the white-haired boy who was slashing at her with a knife——

Blood Ghost Art: Eightfold Slash!

The ribbon that had been differentiated from her body instantly hardened, like long knives cutting everything in front of her into pieces.

At the same time, Luo Ji, who was weakened by the ribbon leaving her body, was approached by a cold breath and passed through her body. The impact and pain made her fly backwards and screamed.

"what--"

And Gojo Satoru, who was waving his knife casually to deal with these ribbons in his original posture, instantly burst out of magic power and cut off all the ribbons!

The magic tool he used was the super-grade magic tool that he had given to Zhimeng before, and he had chosen the sharpest and most practical one when he gave it to him.

Although it can't be extremely restrained against ghosts like the sun wheel knife, it is still no problem to cut ribbons at this time.

He came to help him without hesitation but chopped off the lonely Yusui Tianyuan: ...

Didn't you agree that the Demon Slayer Squad Swordsman?Why is it that you, a nameless brat, are more powerful than my pillar? !

Is this reasonable? ! !

The ribbon was cut off. Although I don't know how the people inside got it out, generally speaking, as long as the culprit is killed, the spell will basically fail, so Gojo Satoru directly went up to Fallen Princess A who lost the hostage.

Apparently Xia Youjie thought the same way, without the annoying ribbons and hostages, he also waved his fist and hit the black flash.

Yusui Tianyuan, who originally thought he was the main fighting force this time and wanted to show the brats how powerful he was, couldn't get in again, as if he was being squeezed out.

Yusui Tianyuan: Just ask, is this reasonable? !

Fallen Ji, who was beaten by the two, was furious and took back all the ribbons she had released without hesitation. Her long hair was coiled into a bun, her appearance changed to silver golden eyes, and coquettish flower tattoos appeared on her left cheek and right forehead.

"Oh, magical girl transformation?"

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, and then hit harder.

"Can you still change? I've seen it all. The ghost in your body hasn't come out yet!"

As he said that, he chopped off the head of Luo Ji with a knife.

Returning to the usual posture, her strength increased greatly but she was still beaten violently, and then the pupil of the fallen princess who was beheaded trembled, and then began to cry loudly.

"Wow, it was cut off, my head was cut off... Brother!"

Yu Sui Tianyuan, who had just rushed over and wanted to say that ordinary sword beheading was useless to ghosts, witnessed another ghost appearing from behind Luo Ji's head.

The God of Ritual's pupil quakes again.

"Finally out."

Xia Youjie smiled slightly, and tacitly reached out with Gojo Wu to snatch Yusui Tianyuan's twin sabers.

Yu Sui Tianyuan, who lost his swords in an instant without guarding against them:? ? !

"Okay, uncle, it's our home game now, so let's go and rest on the side!"

"Yes, uncle, let's go, beware of being affected!"

After all, the reason why they are willing to bring Yusui Tianyuan here is to grab the knife at this moment!

The two who tacitly snatched the Rilun Saber and tacitly let Yusui Tianyuan withdraw from the battlefield rushed towards the newly appeared ghost.

As soon as the prostitute Taro restored his sister's body to its original shape, he hurriedly confronted the two of them, but was once again hit by an invisible presence, and the attack he was about to launch was forced to stop.

Then the next second, his head was chopped off!

"elder brother!"

The fallen princess who had just recovered screamed.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie were surprised to see that the beheaded prostitute Taro did not turn into ashes, but recovered again.

"Allah, are the two one?"

Taking off the sunglasses and taking a closer look at the two ghosts, Wujo realized it, and his smile was flamboyant and wanton.

"Jie, let's cut off their heads one by one."

The black-haired ball-headed boy immediately understood, and let the curse spirits attack the two ghosts again.

It has to be said that there are no magic spirits in this world, and other people can't see the magic spirits. It is too friendly for him as a magic spirit operator, and the attacks of the magic spirits are almost always hit with every shot.

The faces of the two ghosts who heard Wutiao Wutiao's words changed slightly, but before they could fight back, another invisible existence that could bring them harm disrupted their counterattack.

So that when they were beheaded together and their bodies gradually turned into ashes, they didn't know how they died.

"knock off!"

Putting down the sunglasses that had been pushed to the top of his head again, Gojo Satoru smiled and said to Yusui Tianyuan who was looking at them with a shocked and complicated expression not far away.

"Uncle, lend us the knife again."

Xia Youjie glanced at him apologetically: "I'll return it to you after we finish weaving the dream, and I'll trouble you to deal with it here."

After finishing speaking, they closed the account—it was also because of the existence of the account that their movements were not discovered—and ran in the direction of weaving dreams.

Yusui Tianyuan left alone: ​​...

Taking a deep breath, he didn't bother to ask for his Sun Wheel Knife, and immediately asked the crow to send a message to the lord.

The person who can easily kill the Shangxian ghost——appeared!

Compared with Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu's movement, which was reduced to almost undetectable because they were under the tent, the movement of Zhimeng's side can be noticed from a long distance away.

When Zhimeng came over after killing the ghosts, the two who rushed to help noticed many people fleeing in a panic along the way, as well as obvious movements not far away, they were both surprised.

What's the matter, they all paid their bills just now, didn't the most disciplined Weaving Dream not pay their bills?

Or... is it too late to pay the bill?

Thinking of this speculation, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie's complexions changed slightly, and they didn't care to hide it, they directly rode on the flying curse spirit and rushed towards their destination.

Looking down on the road, they saw that someone seemed to be evacuating the crowd to avoid them, so the two stopped paying attention and continued to urge the magic spirit to speed up.

Then, they saw Weaving Dream, whose clothes were torn, his long hair was flying, his body was covered in scars, and he didn't respond to the attack that was close at hand——

Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank sharply, feeling what a cardiac arrest was for the first time.

"Weaving dreams!"

The same is true for Xia Youjie. He opened his eyes wide and stopped breathing for a moment: "Weaving Dreams!"

Wujo Wu jumped down from the sky, Xia Youjie summoned a large number of curse spirits in an attempt to block the attack for Weaving Dream——

"Dream weaving—"

Full of strong emotions, the deep and deep-seated call recalled the consciousness of weaving dreams and flying to the void.

His slack pupils focused, and the misty white mist that appeared and spread on the ground soared instantly——

The white-haired boy who jumped down towards Zhimeng heard a familiar voice.

"The field expands—"

After summoning the curse spirit, Xia Youjie who jumped down immediately was blocked by the white mist that appeared instantly.

"—[The Realm of Nothingness]"

Gojo Satoru jumped into a white mist, and there was nothing but white mist in front of him. He couldn't even see anything else. Even the ground seemed to disappear, and Liuyan's vision was blocked for the first time.

No, to be precise, there is only white mist here!

The white-haired boy who has always been joking and joking, his face at this time is rare and ugly.

Not because of worrying about the safety of weaving dreams—in the field of weaving dreams, there is no need to worry about the safety of weaving dreams—but because of the field of weaving dreams itself.

In a sense, the domain of a conjurer reflects the essence of the opponent.

And the field of weaving dreams is a white mist.Nothing but an empty and unreal fog.

So, how empty is the heart to have such a field?

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru smelled an unknown fragrance, which seemed to be some kind of floral fragrance.

He looked in the direction of the fragrance, and there was a faint pink in the white mist in front of him.

Gojo Satoru raised his foot and walked over, pushed aside the blinding white mist, and saw the pink——

It was a cluster of unknown pink flowers, delicate and beautiful.

The white-haired boy didn't relax, he reached out to touch the flower, but passed through it.

In the incomparably real flowers in front of him, he seemed to be a ghost of nothingness, intersecting with the real flowers.

He went through the flowers, he didn't touch the flowers.

Gojo Satoru's complexion became even uglier.

In the emptiness, even the only flower that exists is false... Isn't this more sad?

Zhimeng him, what on earth is he thinking every day!

Thinking of weaving dreams, Gojo Satoru suddenly found another person appeared in his vision——

Clothes are ragged, with engravings in the eyes, holding a strange sharp blade, and the six eyes on the face are even more inhuman.

It was the ghost that confronted Zhimeng.

Seeing him, Gojo Satoru immediately found a channel to vent his anger, and was about to beat him with a knife to vent his anger, but saw the six-eyed evil spirit who was lost in the fog like him, and was instantly beheaded.

The strongest Kamiichi, who was still maintaining a vigilant posture, just stepped into the death that he would escape even if he degenerated into a ghost.

Turned into ashes just like that, Kamizuru who died inexplicably did not attract Gojo Satoru's attention, because he finally saw the master of the domain——

Zhimeng maintained the posture of swinging the knife, and at some point appeared behind Heishimu who was turning into ashes.

And the knife that caused Heishimu's head to be separated from his body was obviously done by him.

"Weaving dreams!"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to grab him, but the harmless white mist surged up in front of his eyes instantly, and he only felt that his eyes were blank.

When he could see things again, he found that the white mist in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Zhimeng, who was a few steps away in front of him, fell straight down.

Xia Youjie, who had been guarding outside the domain, noticed the surge of white mist and immediately approached the source of their surge.

Sure enough, after the cocoon formed by the white mist disappeared, Zhimeng appeared in front of him.

Xia Youjie dropped the knife and stretched out his hand, just in time to catch Zhimeng who fell down.

As soon as he looked up, he met the familiar blue eyes.

Just looking at each other, Xia Youjie immediately looked away, hugged Zhimeng horizontally, looked at the blood all over his body, and looked worried and anxious.

"Hurry up and take Zhimeng for treatment."

Gojo Satoru was also aware of the gentleness of the matter, and had no opinion, and also dropped the knife and reached out to pick up Zhimeng.

"I'm here to weave a dream, you take all these curse spirits away first."

Knowing that now is not the time to argue, Xia Youjie readily gave him the weaving dream, and began to swallow the curse spirit crazily.

Maybe there are more important things to do, Xia Youjie completely ignored the disgusting taste when swallowing, only seeking speed and not taste.

Finally finished collecting, Xia Youjie summoned the flying curse spirit, Wu Tiaowu sat on it with Zhimeng in his arms, and he used the curse spirit to take off.

"Wait! What are you doing here!"

Behind him came Yusui Tianyuan's shout.

Xia Youjie urged the curse spirit without looking back: "I'm sorry uncle, please deal with it here again, and your knife is on the ground, we have to take Zhimeng to the butterfly house for treatment first!"

Before he could finish speaking, the curse spirit took off and flew into the distance at the fastest speed.

But he couldn't see the existence of the curse spirit, so he looked at the two teenagers holding Yusui Tianyuan who seemed to be riding something and took off in place: ...! ! !

The god of the festival was shocked again.

Is this the difference between people, whether they can kill Shangxian ghost?

In Infinite City, inside the door of the 81-fold chamber, plus the intricate maze formation, and the innermost part of multiple superimposed spaces, is the room of the ghost king Guiwu Tsuji.

With so many defensive measures, it is enough to show how doggy Oniwu Tsuji's character is.

At this time, Gui Wu Tsuji, who was staying in the room and waiting leisurely for Hei Si Mou to bring him supper, raised his head fiercely.

He suddenly saw the deaths of Kamizuki and the prostitute Taro.And through their vision, they saw those who killed them before they died.

Two teenagers dressed as swordsmen from the Ghost Slayer Squad, with one black and one white hair.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan's face was a little ugly.

After being incompetent for so many years, has there been a so-called genius in the Ghost Killing Team?He actually beheaded his imperially appointed winding six!

Those two boys from the ghost killing team can't stay!

Gui Wu Tsuji thought for a while, and decided to wait for Hei Si Mou to bring him supper, and then go out to deal with those two boys.

And, the winding six is ​​so useless, it can't even beat two humans, and it deserves death.

Then after a while, Gui Wu Tsuji saw the scene of Hei Si Mou's death again.

And this time, when he passed Hei Si Mou's vision, he didn't see who killed him, but only saw a strange white mist.

The ghost king was furious instantly.

"Who is it! Who killed Hei Simou!"

Nv Ming, who served the ghost king, trembled slightly as she held the piano, and heard the ghost king roar.

"Naruko, send all the twelve ghost moons here! Hurry up!"

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Perhaps, the college needs to invite a psychiatrist to join the job (Meditation