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The night was dark, and after the death of the mantra, the mantra that belonged to him immediately rioted.

Fei Jia teleported to Yokohama with the girl in his arms, and a young man who looked exactly like him walked over slowly, "What about that troublesome gem?"

Fei Jia gently stroked the girl's cheek, "Be quiet."

He raised his eyes and looked at the young man, his grape red eyes narrowed slightly, "Stay away from her."

The young man pursed his lips, "Why?"

Hearing the movement of the two of them, the brave man laughed, [I can still exist for ten hours, and she should be with me during this time. ]

Fei Jia raised his eyebrows, and withdrew his hand from the girl's cheek, [Of course. ]

The brave man with the sword disappeared, the dream suddenly collapsed, and Gojo Satoru returned to Ikebukuro.

"Teacher Wutiao..."

The two teenagers hurried up to meet them, "Are you okay!"

The white-haired man didn't intend to exchange pleasantries, "What about her?"

"Qianhua and Mr. Xiayou..."

Before Fu Heihui could finish his words, the white-haired man disappeared in place.

He hurriedly boarded the flying mantra together with Knotweed Youren, and when he was in mid-air, he realized that Xia Youjie's mantra was making diabolism everywhere.

"..."

As conjurers, they naturally understood that this situation meant that Xia Youjie himself had died.

"Where is Qianhua!"

Kunzhang Youroto became anxious, "I shouldn't have left Qianhua there at that time!"

Fu Heihui said with a cold face, "Let's go find her."

Along the way, the two teenagers also dealt with many special curse spirits, Gojo Satoru also exorcised most of the curse spirits, and finally the situation in Tokyo finally stabilized.

In the alley not far from the high school, there is fine snow here, and thin, rice cake-like snow is piled up on the ground, people's bodies, and eaves.

Gojo Satoru grabbed the two teenagers who wanted to go inside, "Don't go in."

Looking at the humans who seemed to be falling asleep, the white-haired man pursed his lips and walked in alone.

Widening the field of vision to the extreme, the overload of the six eyes brought severe pain to his brain, the man paused for a moment, and then walked forward quickly.

No.

Can't find it.

She is not here.

As if to remind him, the ruby ​​in the palm turned gray at this moment, and then shattered.

she died?

The pupil of the sky seemed unable to bear the tedious work just now, the thick snow-colored eyelashes trembled rapidly, and a drop of tear fell on the ground.

The thin snow was washed away by tears in an instant, like foam.

He put the gemstone back into his pocket and stepped out of the snow. The two teenagers had already found Xia Youjie's body.

Dead body.

Gojo Satoru teleported to the address given by Kei Fukuro, the black-haired man was leaning against the wall, his long black hair scattered in his blood-red undershirt.

A street lamp accompanied him alone.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes and saw his curled fingers, and following the direction where his hand fell, Six Eyes saw the traces of the girl once lying there.

She was carried away.

Where did you go?

I want to see her.

I want to hear her voice.

The man turned into a black, insubstantial behemoth, with terrifyingly huge blue eyes like the sky, overlooking the entire Tokyo.

Until he has counted every bird and ant, until he has seen every door and window.

The black monster still hasn't found his master.

Xia Youjie's body was found.

Countless human beings' ignorant cheers, joyful cries, children's innocent questions, and parents' angry answers came from my ears.

Xia Youjie is the evil god oppressing everyone in Tokyo, and the girl who follows him is a witch.

The succubus has been consumed by holy flames, and their ashes have been washed down the sewers.

The evil god has also died, and Tokyo will usher in a new god, who will give them sunshine, rain and dew, and peace and tranquility.

"To shut up."

The black curse spirit appeared in front of their eyes, "Don't cry."

"Don't laugh either."

It said, "Keep quiet."

Ten minutes later, a man with white hair and blue eyes appeared beside Xia Youjie.

"Take him to the college."

He looked at Fu Heihui, "Give it to Glass, she knows where he should be buried."

The two teenagers asked him, what about Qianhua, where is Qianhua?

Gojo Satoru didn't answer, and teleported to the air wall alone.

The transparent film was shimmering white under the moonlight, and he raised his finger to touch it, and it was immediately bounced back.

The gray gem lying in the palm has been broken.

There is no trace of her in the whole of Tokyo.

Everyone was telling him in unison that she was dead and burned to ashes.

but……

He, no, believe, believe.

He wants to find her.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and reached into his chest.

No matter where she is.

A blood-red heart was torn out from his body, and he fell to his knees in pain, his snow-white eyelashes trembling constantly.

He is a curse spirit, so he shouldn't have this heart, but this gem is made of his blood, and when the silver dragon brought it out, it also brought his heart.

The blood-red, thumping heart was slowly pushed into the jewel.

Then Gojo Satoru threw it out.

The combination of the heart and gemstones penetrated the air wall and turned into a white-haired and blue-eyed boy. He was wearing a luxurious black dress, with dark silver cumbersome patterns winding down the collar.

The two looked at each other, Wujo Wu stood up holding his chest, "You can find her."

The white-haired boy moved his fingers and laughed wantonly, "How can you say no at a time like this?"

In Yokohama, the originally dark basement was now shining with gold, and dazzling gemstones were piled up everywhere. The brave man held the girl in his arms and asked, "When will she wake up?"

Fei Jia took a bite of the cold sushi and said casually, "About ten hours later."

In order to gain enough power to fight Wujo Satoru, the brave man not only used the props of the system, but also burned his own soul.

He can still exist for ten hours.

This means that until he completely dissipates, there is no way to say a word to his wife.

The brave man in a white dress smiled instead of anger, his eyes were full of satisfaction and admiration, "Is this also in your plan?"

Fei Jia lowered his eyes and concentrated on nibbling on the sushi without responding.

"Let her wake up early."

The brave man gently stroked the girl's frowning brows, "She seems to be having a nightmare."

After all, the master's sword and the gems in the room began to dissipate, and then, the figure of the brave man gradually became unreal.

A kiss fell on the corner of the girl's lips, where Xia Youjie kissed.

After the brave man disappeared, Fei Jia took back his abilities.

He went to the bathroom to clean himself up carefully, dried his wet hair, and looked at himself in the mirror for a long time.

He pulled out a sunny, bright, honey-like, kitten-like smile.

Like the silver dragon in memory.

But his eyes don't have the brilliance of the silver dragon, his pale and thin cheeks don't bulge slightly like the silver dragon, and his lips don't please her like that silver dragon.

'I really want to understand. '

Her voice rang clearly in my ears.

'His lips are soft and sweet to kiss, but Fedya's are so cold, I don't like it. '

He came to the room where the girl was sleeping and turned off the light.

The world fell into darkness, he showed a relaxed smile, and embraced the girl in his arms.

[Make her wake up. ]

[Her brain is affected by that field. ]

The system said: [Now her brain data is a mess, I can't guarantee what she will look like when she wakes up, or we can seal her memory again. ]

There was coldness in Fei Jia's eyes, [I said, let her wake up. ]

The system hesitated for a while: [But this is not conducive to her task. ]

[Excuse me……]

Fei Jia picked up the girl's hair and wrapped it around her fingertips, her eyebrows softened, [Do you want to hear me say it a third time? ]

In the room where you can't reach your fingers, a brilliant golden light suddenly lit up, Qi Muqianhua felt that she was being held in someone's arms, and she struggled subconsciously.

"Please don't struggle yet."

The young man's voice was low and soft, like an elegant musical instrument, "You are hurt."

"...Master Brave?"

Qi Muqianhua clicked on her own system, and a message box was displayed there.

[Congratulations on successfully killing a dragon.

Mission completion progress: 33%]

The evil dragon... Killed the evil dragon? !

"Master Brave..."

Qi Muqianhua tugged on Fei Jia's sleeve tightly, "Where is Qianhua's silver dragon?"

She cried and asked, "Did he turn bad and be killed by you?"

Fei Jia's eyes widened slightly, and then he smiled maliciously in the darkness, "The evil dragon that was killed is named Xia Youjie."

"Xia Youjie?"

Who is Xia Youjie?

The young man patted her on the shoulder and asked, "Don't you remember?"

"Can not remember……"

"After defeating your silver dragon, this black dragon destroyed our country and even wanted to bite off your head."

The girl trembled when she heard that, and quickly shrank into Fei Jia's arms, "He's so bad!"

"Yes."

Fei Jia coughed a few times, and his voice became extremely weak, "For this... I paid a very high price to kill him."

Qi Muqianhua quickly asked: "Master Brave, are your injuries okay...? Where did my silver dragon go? Are the people in the Shining Kingdom... all dead?"

"Your silver dragon was thrown far away by him, and may never come back."

Qi Muqianhua suddenly cried loudly, "How could this happen!"

Fei Jia rubbed her head, and continued, "I've run out of strength, and the Master Sword is also shattered."

Broken, broken?

The brave man may have used the sword for 1000 or 1 years, and it was broken like this?

The girl tightly hugged the young man's waist in distress, "Don't be sad, Qianhua will accompany you."

"The Shining Country no longer exists."

Fei Jia hugged her tightly, "Every one of your people died under the claws of that black dragon."

He leaned close to the girl's ear and asked softly, "Say, should he die?"

Qi Muqianhua hung her head, her heart ached violently from the excessive sadness, she whimpered and said, "Damn him."

The young man laughed in the dark, with some pity in his tone, he didn't know who he was pitying.

"Remember, his name is Xia Youjie."