Dog rolls affect my wall climbing speed

Having experienced out of control of the spell power several times, Qiancheng Xue'e thought that after some tempering, she had made great progress in controlling the spell power.

The port mafia is indeed a big organization. As one of the five major cadres, Chuya Zhongya is extremely efficient in doing things. Qiancheng Xuehui followed him for a few days, except for basic rest, he was exorcising curses.

Even a novice conjurer like Qiancheng Xuehui who has many tasks and has never seen anything in the world can't help but sigh in his heart: The port mafia is like raising Gu, and there are too many curses.

The speeding motorcycle stopped at an abandoned warehouse, Qiancheng Xuehui nimbly jumped out of the back seat of the car, Zhongya Zhongya parked the car neatly, and stretched out his hand to press his neck.

Qiancheng Xuehui looked at the size of the three-story warehouse in front of her, her complexion changed slightly.

——Help, it’s too much to have such a large mission point for several days in a row!

She tactfully expressed her resistance: "Mr. Chuya, how many spots are there?"

Nakahara also put on the gloves. The orange-haired young man had a relaxed look on his brows. The continuous daily life did not have much impact on him. On the contrary, Qiancheng Yuue had recently rested in order to control his spell power not to exceed the threshold. There wasn't enough time, and the whole person was listless.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked up at the warehouse, and said in a normal tone, "Besides here, there are about three more."

This means that it will take at least three days to complete the task of the port mafia, and after three days, it will be perfectly connected to Christmas Eve, with no rest time at all.

Near the time of the Hyakki Night Walk, Goujuanji is also busy. His mission location is in Tokyo, and Qiancheng Xuehui has not received the notification of his mission location, but according to the number of missions of the port mafia, it is estimated that there will be only Can be near.

Qiancheng Xuehui was heartbroken: "You port mafia can't do this, I want to rest!"

Through the past few days of getting along, Zhongyuan Zhong also had a general idea of ​​what kind of person Qiancheng Xuehui was. He patted Qiancheng Xuehui on the shoulder and told her silently that this was the working frequency of social animals, and complaining was useless.

Qiancheng Yukae resignedly followed him into the warehouse.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also pushed open the door, and the dust rushed in. Qiancheng Xue'e covered her mouth and nose and frowned, her eyes quickly glanced at the interior of the first floor.

The warehouse of the port mafia is naturally not small, but the interior is very clear. Zhong Yuanzhong also walked in, and the black boots made a crisp sound when they touched the ground, echoing in the empty factory building.

At the same time as he was walking in, Qiancheng Xue'e looked up at the stairs leading to the second floor, there were mottled marks on the stairs, which looked like the color of blood.

After all, it was a little dirty, Qiancheng Xuehui didn't touch the handrail: "Has anyone had an accident here?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows: "No, everyone evacuated safely in advance, the paint may be peeling off here."

Qiancheng Xue'e choked.

She looked away, there was no trace of the curse on the first floor, the sunlight streamed in from the glass windows of the factory building, and the light drew several virtual arcs on the ground.

"Go to the second floor."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand to signal casually. After all, this gravity user can't see the curse, and the action is fully entrusted to Qiancheng Xuehui to formulate.

Qiancheng Xuee continued to look around, the flickering sunlight created a weird atmosphere, Nakahara also pushed open the door of the room closest to the elevator, Qiancheng Xuee met the curse tearing the wreckage of the same kind .

Seeing that Mori Ogai kept his word and indeed conveyed the information to her in batches, Yukie Qiancheng met the curse in the room.

From an ordinary middle school girl to this, the conjuration world and the port mafia have contributed a lot.

Qiancheng Yukie stepped forward to carry out the exorcism work without complaint, and worked hard to control her mana power reserve to three quarters.

The second room, the third room, the fourth room...

Every room is guarded by a curse, and Qiancheng Xuehui cleans room by room under the guidance of Nakahara Chuya.

The second floor was half cleared. Seeing Qiancheng Xuehui's madness towards the air shark, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help asking: "... Are there so many curses here?"

Qiancheng Xuehui had to make sure that she would not use her big move accidentally, switching between spells and contact curses continuously, panting from exhaustion.

"Mr. Chuya, I think I need to apply to your leader for an extra salary."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment: "I will apply to the leader for you."

Qiancheng Xuehui was startled when she heard the sound, and turned to Nakahara Nakaya who was calm after speaking: "I'm actually just joking! Don't bother!"

Private work is not in line with the nature of their job as a conjurer, and the salary of a conjurer is very high, and she is not very short of money.

Nakahara also shrugged, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the next door, the two people (actually only one person) quickly cleaned up the curse on the second floor, and rushed all the way to the third floor.

Compared with the second floor, the situation on the third floor is a bit messier, and the gloomy atmosphere almost completely envelops people. No wonder the former mafia members felt uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's because he often participates in front-line battles and often bleeds. Zhong Yuanzhong didn't feel uncomfortable because of the excessive curse content. He even watched Qiancheng Xuehui's actions with his hands crossed.

Qiancheng Xuehui also discovered that the curse would inexplicably avoid any contact with Chuya Zhongyuan.

She worked intensively for a period of time, and quickly dealt with the scattered curses on the third floor from the second level to the first level, and she inevitably became physically and mentally exhausted.

There are no super curses, but imps are hard to deal with.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded towards her: "Thanks for your hard work."

Qiancheng Xuehui raised her hand: "I want to go back to the hotel to rest early, please."

Her trips were all carried by Zhongya Zhongyuan, picked up by one of the five cadres of the port mafia, and Mori Ogai gave the conjurer enough face.

All the curses in the factory have been cleaned up, but the weird atmosphere has not eased. Qiancheng Xuehui thought that it must have been left for a while, but when she walked out of the factory behind Nakahara Nakaya, the warning in her mind Suddenly it rang.

Qiancheng Yuue's face was a little weird, she called out Nakahara Chuya who was about to continue walking, and instinctively reached out her hand to stop him.

It was empty outside, except for Zhongyuan Zhongye’s locomotive parked at the door, there were not even people passing by—after all, no one was ignorant of good and bad, and was wandering wantonly on the chassis of the port mafia.

Qiancheng Xuehui was a little dignified, she put down her hands after being vigilant for a while: "Didn't you feel eerie when you walked out?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head, turned over and stepped on the motorcycle, and threw the helmet that Qiancheng Xuehui had prepared in advance: "Come on, the curse will not affect me."

Qiancheng Xuehui was thoughtful.

As she put on the helmet, she thought about why she still had such a weird feeling after removing the curse.

By the way, she sent a message to Mori Ogai that the site had been cleared, and Mori Ogai sent back a file.

Qiancheng Xuehui was very interested in this, and scanned the above information at a glance, but her face became heavy.

The information clearly stated about the purpose and layout of the silk cable, about how long it had lived, and how long it had been relying on the brain-changing behavior similar to seizing a house to continue to continue itself. At the same time, there were some rumors about Xia Youjie's defection. The inside story of the time.

Mori Ogai also thoughtfully added a sentence at the end of the text message: "It's best to be safe, Senjo-san, you are very sought-after."

Qiancheng Xuehui didn't think she was popular, these two almost wrote "I want to use you" directly on their faces.

If Juan Suo wants to obtain Xia Youjie's body, it is likely to wait for Xia Youjie to be severely injured in this Hundred Ghosts Night Walk. The possibility of her leaving the Hyakki Night Walk track.

And helping Xia Youjie is tantamount to pushing Qiancheng Xuehui herself into a small fire pit. If Juan Suo really becomes abnormal one day, do you plan to change Qiancheng Xuehui as your next container? It will be very scary!

And Xia Youjie, after the last incident, Qiancheng Xuehui felt that he would not want to see her for a long, long time...

In all fairness, nearly ten sites of the Port Mafia have increased their curses during the same period, so it is hard to say that they have nothing to do with them.

On the surface, Juan Suo wanted to establish a friendly relationship with her. Xia Youjie's purpose was unclear, but she would definitely minimize her influence. According to this inference, they would not put Qiancheng Xue'e to death—— But there is a high probability that it will trip her movements.

with a curse.

The amount of information in the brain was quickly built into a clear context, and Qiancheng Xue'e said hurriedly: "Mr. Chuya, get out of here now, hurry up!"

Nakahara Chuya had already started the motorcycle 2 minutes ago. Hearing Qiancheng Xuehui's tone tense, he quickly stepped on the accelerator without asking.

As soon as Qiancheng Xuehui finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and quickly grasped Zhongya Zhongya's coat with sharp eyes, and the curse suddenly protruding from the cracked ground pushed the locomotive into the air.

Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue lightly, with an unhappy expression on his face. Although he couldn't see the curse, after these few days of exorcising tasks, and considering Qiancheng Xue'e's reaction, he could probably think of something that appeared.

It is a gigantic, bloated curse, its body confines to envelop the factory completely, and its open mouth swallows the building completely in one gulp.

Then, it looked at the few living people present.

Central Plains also heard the sound of houses collapsing: "A big curse?"

Qiancheng Xuehui glanced at the area: "It's huge, about two circles larger than the factory building."

Zhongyuan Zhong also has the ability to drive out, but Qiancheng Xuehui, as a conjurer, cannot leave such a curse on the ground.

The uncomfortable feeling of vacating and bumping was a little weaker. Qiancheng Xuehui looked down at the bloated curse, and the direct absorption of the curse was too powerful, so she immediately used a large amount of curse power to convert it into a sharp cone, attacking the body of the curse.

It's rare to pretend once, but it's a pity that the curse and spell power can't be seen in the Central Plains.

Although there was no way to cause fatal damage, the bloated curse wailed and shrunk down under such an offensive, exposing a large sunken field below, and the locomotive fell with gravity.

Qiancheng Xue'e couldn't laugh for a moment.

To her surprise, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't show any expression of panic, but increased the accelerator calmly.

Qiancheng Xuehui, whose helmet is about to fly: save...