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The sound was so loud that it woke up Knothi Yuhito who was sleeping soundly beside him.

The curse skeleton in his hand also came back to life, and he swung his fist and slammed the tiger stick hard on the face.

Very good, the only bit of drowsiness was hammered away.

Hu Zhang threw the curse skeleton to the ground angrily, then looked up and saw a strange scene, and was stunned: "That... what's wrong with you?"

Hearing what the knotweed boy said, I resentfully withdrew my feet, and looked at Mr. Wutiao who fell on the carpet with a little apology.

Just now, an excited person accidentally kicked Mr. Wutiao and said.

Although there is control over it.

"No, probably because I was too excited to watch the movie... right? Aoi-chan." Mr. Gojo didn't blame me, instead he made an excuse for me.

I followed his words and nodded: "Yes, this movie is really exciting."

The second young monk of the knotweed boy couldn't figure it out, looked at the projection, then at us, and finally only uttered one sentence: "..ah..yes..yes!"

What kind of stimulating movie...isn't it just a literary romance movie...

He really pretended that he had never seen the Titan X-gram!

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Mr. Wujo seemed to have received an emergency call, and told the boy of the knotweed to bring Aoi-chan home safely, and then left first.

The remaining two people, Knotweed Boy and I, continued to watch the movie.

For dinner, I ordered Happy Ken X Ji's home delivery.

After eating and watching another R-rated movie before leaving, there was still no disturbance, and the curse did not wake up until the end.

As expected of my best friend, after only two days of practice, I was able to control my spell power within a very good range, but——

"Did the knotweed boy find out? Your spell power seems to be delayed for a few seconds!"

This is the conclusion I came to from watching the Knotweed boy being beaten when I was bored. Every time the Knotweed boy was emotionally agitated, the curse in his hand would always take two or three seconds at night to respond.

It is indeed difficult to observe normally, after all, there should be no one who is as bored as I am and ran to observe the reaction of the knotweed boy.

The knotweed boy stood where he was, and the warm yellow light hit him, making him look even warmer, as approachable as the boy next door.

He looked down at his hands, held them vaguely and then let them go suddenly, "Aoi, will I really become stronger?"

In a whispered tone, I don't know if he is really asking me, or asking himself.

I was taken aback, stopped, and turned to look at him, "Of course, although Mr. Gojo's teaching method seems a bit unserious. But at least Youruhito has indeed learned how to use himself in a short period of time. the magic power, isn't it?"

The boy's drooping eyelids cast blue shadows beneath.

I took a few steps in the direction of the knotweed, stopped half a meter in front of him, and said, "The young knotweed is already a genius for being able to do this in such a short period of time."

"Although, it's still a billion points worse than me!" I smiled and raised my hand to make a huge distance, successfully making the young knotweed boy laugh.

"What, how can you boast yourself so much!" The knotweed boy retorted me with a smile.

Because of the late night, there are not many people on this quiet road except me and the knotweed boy, and it is not close to residential areas and business districts.So it doesn't matter if our voice is more presumptuous.

But the relaxed and happy atmosphere between the two was quickly interrupted by the arrival of an unexpected guest.

The slanted shadows projected by those street lamps twisted and elongated crazily and wantonly. The bifurcated shadows gathered in the middle of the road, condensed and twisted into a large black shadow, and a new spell spirit was born from it.

It was a pitch-black mass, without facial features, and made no strange noises.But the mist as black as ink entwined in it exudes an ominous meaning.

Preliminary inference should be only a first-level curse spirit!

And it has the potential to grow into a super magic spirit..

Probably not long after it was born, this curse spirit was still in a state of ignorance, and did not attack us immediately.

I patted the young man with knotweed on the shoulder, and said, "What's really missing... isn't it two days of training? It just so happens that a first-level curse spirit has come to practice your hands, so you can check and accept your learning results."

"Huh?" The knotweed boy was taken aback for a moment, then looked at me with a surprised look, "One... first-level spell training?"

Shouldn't you find a third-level spell spirit to practice your hands with first?

I didn't pay attention to the wonderful expression of the knotweed boy, but just took a step back silently.

Then he stretched out his hand and pushed the young knotweed boy out, "Go, I'm coming to check the results."

"Clam??" What are you doing?Did it mean that he went alone?

"Come on!" He heard her cheerful voice say.

Reality can't help him to think too much, the curse spirit in front of him seems to have got rid of the ignorant state just now, and with the irritableness that newborns are accustomed to, without saying a word, he launched an attack on the nearest Knotweed Yuren.

The tentacles entangled in black mist split from its body, and smashed towards the knotweed quickly and fiercely. The reaction of the young knotweed was also very fast, and the fist condensed with the magic power also aimed at the tentacles at the same time wave away.

"Then just come and compare whose fist is more ruthless!"

But his thinking seemed too simple, and he saw that the black tentacle-hand turned into a black shadow the moment it touched the fist of the knotweed, and went straight through the hand of the knotweed.

The underside of the unnoticed leg was hit firmly by another sneak attacking tentacle.

"bang—"

The knotweed boy was knocked down on one side of the wall in an instant.

This spell spirit can selectively materialize or virtualize its own body parts to achieve unexpected attack effects.

In the state of virtualization, any external attack is invalid to it, and vice versa.

"What, this is simply cheating!" The knotweed boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked out of the big hole in the wall, and shook the dust off his body.

Having said that, those light golden eyes were burning with fighting intent.

I'm like an observer outside the battlefield.

The curse spirit seems to only want to concentrate on dealing with the young knotweed boy jumping up and down in front of him, and has no time to take care of me, so I randomly find a street lamp to lean against, and I can still cheer for the young knotweed boy from time to time: "Come on, dear friend!"

"Watch your rear!"

"Ah, what a troublesome ability... what are you going to do? mybestfri