I'm afraid I can do anything

The subversive force crushed the hostile intentions of the visitors.

The realm of super magic spirits was overlooked by the girl on the red-haired throne, invincible.

The conjurers were deprived of the magic power that they depended on for survival like breathing instinct, and they collapsed to the ground. Their eyes looking at the women were full of horror and disbelief, just like the day when everyone in Q fell down.

The status of crusading and being crusaded is reversed.

"Curse the tyrant..."

Someone murmured the prophecy of circulation like this.

"So that's true."

It's only half a year.

Not to mention the Q Group, which was not worth mentioning at first, has made a rapid leap under this woman's terrifying talent.

The frightening yet controllable super-level cursed wraith has acquired an astonishing field expansion, and the blood-colored terrifying aura enveloped everyone, fully demonstrating the gap in strength that seemed like a natural barrier.

Her older sister, an accessory of a super-level spell spirit, an object that is not looked down upon by everyone and can be manipulated at will, has now become the controller of everyone's life.

The woman's orange hair fluttered, and her exposed left pupil was an extremely deep dark red.

The sharp thin lines cut randomly, devouring mana and blood like absorbing nutrients, extending all the way to the depths of the almost heart-shaped throne.

As a result, her eyes were stained with more arrogance and excitement.

Needless to say, the girl conjurer in the high school period, even the Q leader who coldly rejected the Zenyuan family a few months ago, is quite different from her now.

The monastery even thought that she had died—the super-class conjurer Xia Youjie personally killed her, and the first-class conjurer Mingming supervised her to prove it.Both of them have passed the test of mantra, and they are absolutely authentic.

Unless there is a means to reach the sky, it is impossible to hide the truth from the two conjurers who have seen too much life and death.

Her death should be beyond doubt.

Because of this, the woman who should have been completely dead but came back to life is more like Shura who climbed up from hell, showing the fangs of a beast to those who want to cheat on her property.

Zenyuan Jinyi's heart sank.

He no longer thinks about Zenyuan Hui and Zenyuan Shier.

The request to change her surname in public is the woman's displeasure and warning to the Chanyuan family's repeated attempts to regain Hui.

And the hateful thing is that they have no power to fight back.

The young boy accepted the new surname cautiously, without looking at them from the beginning to the end.

It may be interesting, but he has no intention of the so-called patriarch of the Buddhist monastery, just guarding against their counterattack.

The shikigami Xuluo summoned by the ten shadows method is also not aggressive towards her.

Disappeared after being interrupted by her.

The members of the Buddhist monastery have deep grievances between Hui and her, and now she has no humanity at all, and doesn't care how many lives are contaminated on her hands. The possibility of using them to make an example is extremely high.

Instead, what was before him was the question of whether to be killed by her now or to be killed as a target later.

……

Qian Cheng who switched her sister's vest: ... hiccup...

Mana is full.

But in this way, the heart can be better maintained.

At the same time as Qi Feng's heart was beating, the shape of the throne under him was more like a huge heart tightly entwined with hair, beating synchronously.

After Qi Feng and his sister were united, their mana bars were interoperable and had no upper limit.

The mana bar she has saved now is enough for Qian Cheng to go back hundreds of years, but I don't know if the game has an ancient plot.

She thought, and after clearing the magician's blood bar, the domain was released.

Also inject a deed and watch with satisfaction that their personal panel becomes a captive state.

The battle situation was reversed due to the player's one-pass operation, and the capture of the core characters made the battle situation have to be suspended and entered the post-war time.

For the player, it is just to end the battle by opening Wushuang normally. When you get up, the skills are all placed randomly after the CD is finished.

But under various coincidences, in the eyes of everyone, it is more like the revenge of the cursed tyrant.

They were horrified to find that what they had done to Q was accounted for one by one and settled one by one.

The one that abolished the palm of the combatant, broke the arm.

The one who stabbed the combatant with a magic tool was also stabbed by Lifa.

Those who caused the combatants to fall and faint were treated in the same way.

The conjurer who knocked down many low-level combatants, even if his flesh and blood were bloody and he fainted from the pain.

The moody tyrant will also slowly use time spells to return him to his previous intact state, and then impose harsher punishments.

Now that the strongest was sealed, they have a clearer understanding of that appalling prophecy.

However, in the world of conjuration, where the status is clearly distinguished, it is impossible to ignore the lives of the Yusanjia and high-level officials.

Therefore, there is a negotiating time for women to give.

This matter will be fully entrusted to Bayer to do.

The salted fish leader is so happy!

Qiancheng thought...

She glanced at Caiyun Zhuzhu who was in captivity.

Because it is extremely dishonest and cannot accept such a situation of being controlled by others.So my sister tied him tightly with a special binding method.

The young man's angry eyes pleased Qian Cheng.

But Mimiko was a little upset: "You're raising your head too high, Zenyuan-kun."

Hui heard Mimiko's sister's familiar tone of instruction, subconsciously lowered her head and looked up, looking very dignified.

"Uh..." Then she grabbed the corner of Qiancheng's clothes - after verbally naming Fuhei's surname, Kei felt that she also had the right to act like a spoiled child like her two older sisters - and let her look away from Zenyuan Naoya turn around.

Mimiko: "...?"

Whoa!What about Nanako!

Qian Cheng: "?"

Want to pat your head?

At this time, she suddenly heard a young boy's low moan in her heart.

【"turn around……"】

!

It's Xia Youjie's voice

Qian Cheng, who was under the curse, has only heard Xia Youjie's voice twice so far, one time when he prayed for Qi Feng to live when he was revenged by Mimiko Nanako.

Once is now.

【"I beg you……"】

【"Qi Feng."】

The sound was clearer than that time.

It was so clear that it seemed as if one could hear the trembling chest and beating heartbeat.

It seemed that Qian Cheng could only hear him when his mood fluctuated violently and reached a peak.

Qian Cheng turned around as if aware of something.

It was as if the gods heard the prayers of the believers, and looked at them from afar with merciless and merciless eyes.

The black-haired boy was covered in blood as he staggered forward.

But ten steps away from Qiancheng, he stopped, as if he had hit an invisible wall, and showed a complex and indistinguishable expression, like laughing or crying.

——!

Xia Youjie!

Qian Cheng almost forgot about him!

But she still remembers her personality.

A person who survived the death of his heart at the cost of changing his heart and losing his emotions.

It is worth noting that the limited object of this loss of emotion is Xia Youjie.

She is the best at pretending to be inscrutable!

Alas, what bad thoughts can a kitty have!

"Nanako, come here."

For Xia Youjie, he caught this familiar breath when the magic power of the super magic spirit erupted.

When the woman's back came into the eyes, everything around her lost its color.

Only the girl's slender back and fluttering orange long hair occupied the entire field of vision.

Qi Feng's death was personally confirmed by Xia Youjie.

It is also the existence that he has been desperately denying during this period of time.

Qi Feng, who lives in the same body as his younger sister, can be called a half-body curse spirit, whose breath is difficult to distinguish.

Xia Youjie stared at her, his heart was beating violently, and at the same time that he was overwhelmed by joy that could not be ignored, he felt a faint smile...

Has his curse succeeded?

The woman turned slowly in his incessant prayer.

Xia Youjie felt palpitations.

The place where the eyes were staring at was a little hot, and the body trembled slightly.

But in the next second, he was doused in cold ice water.

It was a look without a trace of emotion, looking at strangers.

Even mixed with a trace of indifference and defensiveness.

The only warmth in his eyes was directed at the light-haired girl behind him who was trembling with tears.

She said softly, her eyes only followed the girl: "Nanako, come here."

At that moment, countless Qi Feng's sights flashed in the boy's only memory, shining, sweet, trembling, and compassionate.

He just watched blankly, and let the super curse spirit rescue Nanako who was held hostage by him, and the girl flew onto the woman.

He also squeezed away Fu Heihui on one side.

Qian Cheng casually wiped Nanako's tears.

He was held by her and rubbed against his cheek.

Nanako is very well-behaved and sensible, she cried silently, she only hugged Qiancheng for a while, and then she knew it was not the time to reminisce about the old days, so she separated, and she and her younger sister held on to the corners of her clothes from left to right.

Fu Heihui: "...!"

I really want to hold hands...

Xia Youjie kept looking at her.

Standing like a sculpture.

Qiancheng felt that he couldn't ignore him all the time, so he asked the twins to reconcile Hui, and tightened the bondage against the captives before looking at him again.

"Mr. Xia You..."

Qiancheng tried to create a feeling of meeting the protagonist of the news in real life.

It's almost the same, Qi Feng, who lost his emotions, still has memories related to Xia Youjie.But for Qi Feng, those memories are more like movies without a sense of substitution.

Looks like a success.

Xia Youjie clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were a little dazed.

His lips moved, but he didn't speak for a long time.

The favorability value is already high at 99, and the hidden value silently jumps up a few numbers.

But still within a controllable range.

"You seem to have something to say to me."

Qian Cheng smiled strangely.

"Isn't this the place to talk, are you going to my field?"

This is an invitation and a provocation.

Xia Youjie doesn't have a domain yet, even if he has super strength, he may not be able to display his full strength in the opponent's domain.

So it has nothing to do with trust, it's more like asking Xia Youjie: Do you dare to come?

Xia Youjie nodded.

bloody...

He was dragged into the realm where Qi Feng was isolated from the outside world, only each other.

Xia Youjie rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a harsh voice, "You are not Qi Feng."

Qian Cheng: "?"

What is Jay talking about?

She sat on the heart made of tangled hair, looked down at the boy, and showed a funny expression.

In short, just go against her real mental activity!

"Why do you say that."

"Qi Feng won't call me Xia Youjun."

He was Jiejun from the first time we met, and after playing with Wu a lot in high school, he became a more intimate Jie.

So far, she has only called him Summer Oil once, during the Cold War period before the birth of the God of Earth.

"It won't do that to me either."

Such a conclusion made her spread her fingers as if she was bored, and her sister's hair wrapped around Xia Youjie's body, protruding from the trouser legs, from the slit of the shirt, and from the cuff.

The boy remained motionless.

The woman stepped down from the throne and approached step by step, with a strange yet familiar aura pressing closer.

"So, Jay, what should I do to you?"

He was pulled down by the collar, and looked at the red pupil.

It's not because of anger and deliberate cold war, but because of genuine doubts, and it really doesn't matter.

so strange...

"I should hold you."

Qian Cheng stretched out his hand, and matched with his sister's hair, he embraced the stiff Xia Youjie in his arms like before he died, and rested his head on the hollow of his shoulder.

She turned her face sideways, her hair brushing against the boy's cheek.

"Tell you not to cry, I'm... Is that so?"

This undoubtedly aggravated Xia Youjie's suspicion.

Her tone seemed to be talking about a movie she had seen, full of third-person perspective.

"Qi Feng is dead."

Xia Youjie almost squeezed out these words, and he lowered his violet eyes.

"Killed by me, confirmed by me."

He parted the corner of his lips, as if smiling: "So, you are not her."

Qian Cheng: "?"

What's the matter with this man?

She had question marks all over her head, but she didn't want to ask directly.

I can only let go of my hand, let my sister's hair go deeper and circle tighter.The young man's hands were bound and pulled away, and the wound was worn deeper.

She looked down at the bloodstain on the boy's chest, and shuddered as she ran her finger across it.

He licked it in a strange way.

"So, who am I?"

Xia Youjie let out a breath.

"You are... younger sister..."

?

Qian Cheng was shocked.

But he understood Jie's brain circuit in seconds.

Why did someone send her a script!

Good guy, why didn't she think of this script.

Resurrection after death?nonexistent.It is my mango sister who is resurrected!