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

In the evening, when the morning glow was all over the sky, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, who were looking for someone crazy, couldn't find Zhimeng.

In desperation, he could only go back to the villa first to see if Zhimeng had returned.

Seeing the two people who didn't look very good-looking came back, [Gojo Satoru] was a little surprised: "Didn't you find anyone?"

"Has Zhimeng ever come back?" Seeing what he said, Xia Youjie, who had a faint guess, couldn't help but ask.

【Xia Youjie】: "No."

Xia Youjie's heart sank: "Zhimeng also said yesterday that someone was following him..."

As a result, the higher-ups suddenly dispatched a task to Zhimeng who was on vacation today, and Zhimeng disappeared after completing the task—is it really the high-level people who did something to Zhimeng!

"I'll go find those rotten oranges!" Gojo Satoru, who also thought of this, couldn't take it anymore, turned around and was about to leave.

Then I saw a figure suddenly appearing at the door - "Weaving Dream!"

Zhimeng raised his head and gave him a forced smile: "I'm back, Wu!"

The high ponytail that the boy had originally tied was loosened, and it was draped behind him in a mess.The clean clothes before going out turned into a mess, and there were still obvious bloodstains on the exposed arms, which seemed to be drawn out by a whip or something, and there was even a streak on the face, which was particularly glaring on the fair skin.

She looks like she just had a fierce battle with someone!

Wujo Wu, who was approaching quickly, looked gloomy, and reached out to touch the bloodstain on Zhimeng's face: "Who did it?"

As long as Zhimeng speaks out, he will immediately avenge him!

But Zhimeng didn't notice it, and even belatedly said: "Ah, I almost forgot, I was slapped on my face before, and I forgot to wipe it off."

Xia Youjie, who came out after hearing this sentence, looked at Zhimeng's embarrassment after a fierce battle, and his complexion became gloomy visibly.

"Weaving Dream, who did it?"

Tell him, he will never let the other party go!

Zhimeng looked over and greeted happily: "I'm back, Jie!"

By the way, he added: "Don't worry, it just looks miserable, but I've cured everything."

His inversion technique is still very useful, and heals within minutes, but there is no time to wipe off the blood that has already flowed out, so they can only be dried on the skin.

But Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie were even angrier when Zhimeng said so.

Looking at the amount of bleeding, even if Zhimeng had the reversal technique, so much blood came out, which is enough to show that the injury at that time was not serious-it is simply incredible that Zhimeng suffered such a serious injury under their noses. Slapping them in the face!

"Those rotten oranges are so boring!"

Rubbing the bloodstains on Zhimeng's face, he found that the bloodstains had already dried on the skin, and Gojo Satoru, who was hard to erase, gradually became dangerous with his always joking and unserious expression.

Xia Youjie also sneered: "We should teach them a profound lesson, let them understand that if they stretch their arms too far, they will be cut off!"

Seeing that they had decided on the rewards for the rotten oranges in a few words, they also walked to the door [Wujo Wu] couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Then he asked enthusiastically as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic: "Do you need me to provide you with a list of some rotten oranges?"

Weaving Meng, who didn't expect to get such a reaction, froze for a moment, and said in a daze, "What are you talking about?"

What does this have to do with rotten oranges?

Gojo Satoru, however, misunderstood his meaning, with a clear look: "Does Zhimeng want to avenge himself? No problem, let's go to the base where the rotten oranges were fried for an appetizer!"

Xia Youjie was also very considerate: "I can let the curse spirit cooperate with you to eat some garbage!"

Especially those who write high-level, read as rotten orange garbage!

Zhimeng understood now, and quickly said: "Wait, you guys misunderstood!"

After the words fell, several people looked at her one after another.

The boy with loose long hair brushed his hands away and explained: "I was not attacked by the higher-ups. These injuries are from special training."

"Special training?" The white-haired boy whose hands were slapped away was displeased, and asked aggrievedly, "Who gave you special training? Why didn't you tell me?"

Xia Youjie also frowned: "You haven't answered the phone yet, and you turned off the phone directly later!"

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't get in touch and couldn't find anyone, they wouldn't be so anxious.

"Sorry." Weaving Meng looked at the two apologetically, and explained: "It was another me who gave me special training, and the phone was also broken by him during the special training."

"Because I can't quit halfway if I don't meet the requirements, so I didn't come back until now."

Saying that, Zhimeng sighed, with tiredness that couldn't be concealed on his face.

"I'm so tired. Let's talk about something tomorrow. Let me take a bath and rest first."

These words forced Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie back from what they had said, and they all gave way to him.

"Do you want to sleep now? I'll order a takeaway and eat before going to bed!"

"Do you want some water, I'll pour it for you!"

Faced with the ardent care of the two, Zhimeng was moved, but still rejected them all.

"Thank you Jie and Wu, but I don't want to eat or drink right now. I just want to sleep. Let's talk about this when I wake up."

After all, when the other one gave him special training, although he didn't kill him, he didn't hold back at all in order to force his potential.

Zhimeng was really tired to deal with it.

Not only physically, but also mentally tense and tired.

He just wants to take a shower and have a good sleep right now, he doesn't want to do anything else!

Hearing this, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie stopped talking and let Zhimeng go upstairs.

After Zhimeng entered the bedroom on the second floor, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie turned their eyes away, and their eyes fell on the bead wrapped in charms on the coffee table.

Gojo Satoru reached out and took it, shaking it up and down rudely: "Hey, you can hear me. I warn you to stay away from Zhimeng, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Although this is a dream weaving in a parallel world, when there is a real master, who cares about a substitute!

Even if it is Zhimeng's peer, he will not be polite if he dares to hurt Zhimeng!

Xia Youjie looked at Zhu Zi who had not moved, and said with a smile, "Are you pretending to be dead? You are so arrogant in front of Zhimeng, so you have no courage in front of us?"

However, in the face of his ridicule of Chi.Guo.Guo, the beads wrapped in the spell remained motionless, like a dead object.

Gojo Satoru puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction: "Tch, I thought he would come out and fight me!"

The chance to avenge Zhimeng is gone!

"Bring me and Jie here, he seems to be exhausted, and he will definitely not come out to be beaten." [Gojo Satoru] came out of the kitchen, yelling while eating snacks.

"What are we eating tonight, I'm hungry! I want to eat Kikufu!"

"I want to eat too..." Gojo Satoru casually threw the beads on the tea table, took out his mobile phone and picked up the takeaway.

"Let me see what new desserts are available recently..."

[Wujo Satoru] also leaned over, pointing enthusiastically: "This one looks good, and this one is also good, let's have a taste..."

The two Gojo Satoru were caught in the dessert, unable to extricate themselves.

Xia Youjie sighed at them, reached out to pick up the beads that were spinning around on the coffee table, looked at them and shook them, but couldn't see anything, and couldn't feel the fluctuation of the spell power, so he had no choice but to let go it.

[Xia Youjie] Sitting on the single sofa opposite, staring at the pearl in the young man's hand, his eyes are dim.

He knew that the other party was in the weakest state at this time, and this was his best chance——

He has to do something!

After dinner, it was already dark.

The four people in the villa didn't leave, and they each shared a room to live in.

The night gradually deepened, and the noisy villa during the day was completely quiet, only the sound of shallow breathing remained.

On the coffee table downstairs, Xia Youjie specially released a curse spirit to guard the beads on it.

The beads were surrounded by charms, but the clear and misty mist still overflowed from them, and drifted in one direction in a twist and turn——

Fog, dense fog.

The white mist filled the air, and there was no way forward and no way back.

【Xia Youjie】Looking at his recovered right arm, he clearly realized that he was dreaming.

Conjurers generally don't dream casually, let alone such weird lucid dreams.

Moreover, seeing the white mist around him, he couldn't help but think of a person——

When he thought of that person, the thick fog in front suddenly parted a path.Like an invitation, Xiaolu appeared in front of him.

[Xia Youjie] Staring at the path for a moment, he walked in without hesitation.

The path in the fog was crooked. Except for the road ahead, the left and right sides were covered with thick fog that made it impossible to see things clearly. Even the road behind him was shrouded in fog again after he passed by, and he lost sight.

After discovering this, [Xia Youjie] actually quickened his pace, walked through the twists and turns, which seemed to be an endless path, and finally saw the light at the end——

[Xia Youjie] stepped into it one step at a time.

The white mist that was so thick that it could not see the sun disappeared, and in front of it was a giant tree that shimmered and was full of unknown flowers.

The flowers fade when they are in full bloom, and dreamy pink and white petals fall from the branches, and the falling flowers are colorful for a while, romantic and beautiful.

His eyes moved down along the petals, and on the table and stool under the giant tree, the person he guessed was sitting in it, and looked up and smiled brightly at him.

"Jay, come here~"

[Xia Youjie] stepped forward, lifted the hem of the cassock, and sat on the stone bench opposite the mantra.

He looked at the unparalleled mantra in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Your Excellency, what can I do?"

Curse Ling Zhimeng blinked, and her slender eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings: "I heard that you want to create a world with only magicians, right?"

【Xia Youjie】It's not surprising that he will know, but he just smiled and replied: "So, are you willing to help me?"

Curse Ling Zhimeng suddenly smiled: "Have you not given up on the idea of ​​subduing me?"

It was [Xia Youjie] who answered him with undisguised scorching eyes: "After all, what you can't get is always in a commotion."

The curse spirit Zhimeng seemed to understand, but it didn't matter, he said bluntly: "Only the world of conjurers - I can do it!"

[Xia Youjie]'s pupils shrink slightly.

Just listen to the very beautiful magic spirit in front of me continue: "My magic formula is very special, as long as I have enough magic power to support it, it can do anything. Transform a non-magician into a conjurer, and then transform the conjurer into a conjurer. Become a non-artist, these are all fine."

Reaching out to catch a spinning and falling petal, the petal was turned into a complete flower when it was flipped over. Juling Zhimeng handed the flower to him with a very seductive smile and tone.

"—As long as you can provide me with enough magic power, I can achieve the world in your mind!"

[Xia Youjie] At this moment, he is already staring at the flower in his hand, as if a lost person has finally found his way back——

"what do you want?"

"It's very simple~"

Curse Ling Zhimeng showed a happy expression.

"First, you give me some alone time with the other me..."

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I see...hope!