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The flames swirled and struck, pointing directly at the two people's faces.

Gojo Satoru took the lead in blocking the attacking curse spirit, and after blocking the attack with a spell, he said to Xia Youjie: "Jie, go and catch him, he can't see the curse spirit!"

"Oh." Hearing this, Xia Youjie immediately released a curse spirit at Jiang Yexuezhen's position. Since the opponent was no different from ordinary people, he deliberately did not use an aggressive spell spirit.

Jiang Ye originally planned to pick a corner to smoke and watch a show, but just as he turned around and took a step, he felt something was rushing towards him at high speed, and after quickly dodging sideways by instinct, he was still wrapped around his upper body by something long.

"Huh? What?"

Xia Youjie narrowed his raised eyes slightly, and walked towards Jiang Ye, "I can't see the magic spirit, but I can feel its existence. My intuition is very keen."

Jiang Ye was not in a hurry when he was caught, he struggled for a few times and then stopped moving, blinking a pair of innocent golden eyes, his right hand groped along the objects that bound him, and felt a soft and smooth touch from his fingertips.

"It's alive, is it your pet?"

"It's the curse spirit, and you'd better lift the curse on that curse spirit immediately, otherwise..." Xia Youjie was always paying attention to the battle between Gojo Wu and the super curse spirit behind him. In Jiangye Xuezhen, no matter what, he must find a way to eliminate it.

"Otherwise?" Jiang Ye noticed that with the movements of the fingers of the boy with the ball head, the strip-shaped creature that restrained him was also slowly tightened in one direction until his breathing gradually became obstructed.

The chest cavity became scorching hot due to insufficient oxygen supply, and two magnificent and sickly crimson colors appeared on Jiang Ye's cheeks, allowing himself to be deprived of the freedom to breathe, with a smile on his face, "Will you kill me?"

"Don't think us conjurers are so cruel, stop cursing, and I will let you go." Xia Youjie watched Jiang Ye limp on the ground without any resistance, his messy black hair spread out, and his vermilion lips were slightly parted But he couldn't breathe in enough air, somehow felt that the other party would be a beautiful corpse if he died.

"Curse... Curse?" Jiang Ye seemed to react much slower due to lack of oxygen in the brain, "What is that?"

"It's your idea of ​​wanting it to disappear. In short, whatever you said, cancel it immediately."

Jiang Ye lost his smile, "No, it should...disappear in this world immediately."

"And it's not a curse, it's a blessing."

"It's a curse to let it stay in this rotten world, isn't it?"

Xia Youjie's complexion also sank,

"Jie! What are you doing slowly? If you can't figure it out, just knock you out! I don't believe that two people can't get rid of a super curse spirit!" His flames were full of holes, and he had been deliberately keeping a distance from the opponent, looking for opportunities to use magical attacks.

"It'll be fine right away." Xia Youjie put down his hand controlling the curse spirit, and walked towards the people on the ground.

Stopped a step away, straightened the palm of his right hand and five fingers, squatted down on one knee, and locked his eyes on Jiang Ye's long and smooth snow-white neck that was exposed.

Before the knife in his hand fell, his eyes accidentally caught the corner of the other party's grinning mouth, and at the same time, Wujo Wu anxiously reminded him:

"Jie! Be careful behind you!"

"!"

Ignoring Gojo Satoru's entanglement, the huge flame man rushed towards Xia Youjie, his limbs covered in flame stretched and deformed, and instantly turned into the shape of a whip and whipped towards him.

During the time when half a breath was not enough, Xia Youjie considered Jiang Ye's status as an ordinary person, and it would be difficult to survive if he was hit.

After all, it is the task of Noctuid.

So he supported Jiang Ye's waist with one hand, and easily carried it on his shoulders, while exerting force on his toes.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the place where the two were staying was rocks and ground cracked.

After landing, it happened to be next to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru snorted: "Why are you still carrying him? What a burden."

"You can't watch him being beaten to death by the curse spirit, and the task of the night moth is to bring him back, not to exorcise the curse spirit." Xia Youjie felt the restless twisting of the person on his shoulder, and patted the opponent's waist with his hand Be quiet.

"It seems...a little...uncomfortable." The boy's voice came, as weak as a cat purring.

Realizing that the pressure on the abdomen in this position would make it difficult to breathe, Xia Youjie pulled the man off his shoulders, and then Jiang Ye leaned on him, half a head of height difference made his head just rest on the opponent's shoulder.

"Thank you, you are such a good person." Jiang Ye half-closed his eyes, suppressing the playfulness that flashed in his eyes.

Xia Youjie felt a cloud of hot air brushing against the side of his neck, as if a feather was scratching intentionally or unintentionally.

His long and narrow phoenix eyes blinked, and then he said to Gojo Wu: "Wu, look at him, I'm going to meet this curse spirit."

After finishing speaking, he pushed Jiang Ye, who was limp all over, to the other party.

"Huh? Why don't you go together?" Gojo Wu caught off guard and took over a burden, while Xia Youjie had already summoned the curse spirit and rushed out.

He subconsciously wanted to put it aside, and then thought that it would be a pity to have such a beautiful face hurt by a fall, so he grabbed Jiang Ye by the back collar with one hand and lifted him up until his toes were lifted off the ground.

The blue eyes meet the bright golden pupils.

Gojo Satoru: "Stop pretending, I know you're not that weak at all."

Jiang Ye glanced at him, then lowered his head to glance at the unsupported toes, disapprovingly, "So?"

"Find a place to hide by myself. I don't like being dragged down." Gojo Wu said and let go of him, then turned and joined Xia Youjie.

Jiang Ye staggered a few steps before standing still. Looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely with his work, he curled his lips, "It's so boring, it's not fun at all."

His upper body was still entangled by the invisible curse spirit. Jiang Ye lowered his head and kicked away the stones at his feet. He raised his head only after the stones bounced and rolled for a certain distance.

The arms are stretched out, looking slow and gentle, without much effort.

But from the perspective of his invisible curse spirit, a brutal and irresistible force came from the boy's arm. If he didn't avoid it, he would definitely be torn apart by this force.

However, the mantra still had an effect on the mantra's command, so when Xia Youjie realized, the mantra had been torn to pieces by Jiang Ye with brute force.

On his side, he was still fighting hard with the super-level curse spirit, and his mind was only distracted for a moment, and his own curse spirit was burned by the super-level curse spirit in front of him with flames.

"..." Is the disparity in strength really too great?

"Wu, can you contact the night moth?"

"No, the signal in this place is too bad!"

"Tsk."

"whispering sound."

Jiang Ye had already smoked the remaining cigarettes, and they hadn't decided the winner yet, which showed how strong the two of them were.

The curse spirit also showed fatigue, and the burning flame was not as vigorous as before.

But at the moment when both sides are powerless, no one can kill the other, which is the most tormented situation.

Jiang Ye hated the even-handed drama the most. He stamped out the cigarette butts on the ground irritably, and shouted: "Hey, are you all that good? Do it, it's tired, hurry up and kill it."

"...It's so noisy! Of course extermination is...sooner or later!" Wujo Wu said so, but in fact he couldn't use the lethal spell immediately because of the excessive use of mantra power and physical injuries.

Jiang Ye could tell that in fact, he hadn't thought about letting outsiders dispose of his work, he just wanted to watch an extra performance.

Now that he has watched enough dramas and there is no new impetus to promote the development of the plot, he decided to do it himself out of boredom.

"Ask, if it will disappear as soon as I die?"

Gojo Satoru turned around, "It's feasible. If you, the source of the curse, die, the curse cast on the curse spirit will naturally disappear..."

"But you can't do that, you still have to live with us." Xia Youjie added.

"But there is no other way but this." Jiang Yexue really tilted her head, her expression was calm, even a little happy, as if she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Besides, you are all exhausted. If you continue like this, you will definitely be killed by it~"

The two were silent at first, and then spoke one after another:

"no need."

"Who are you underestimating!"

Jiang Yexuezhen didn't respond, and lowered his head slightly, raised his hand and took off a silver-gray necklace from his neck, with a pitch-black ring strung on it.

Then, he took out a rusty brown square box from his trousers pocket, which was the size of an egg in his hand.

"Haven't used this for a long time."

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were wondering what it was, when Jiang Ye put the ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

Then, a cluster of orange-yellow flames ignited from the ring.

Two people: "!"

what is that? !

Jiang Ye glanced at the flames, the dancing flames were reflected in his eyes, then picked up the square box so that the burning ring fit into the hole on the box, and retracted it, the box opened automatically.

A light flashed, and then a pistol and a bullet appeared in his open right palm at the same time.

Loading the bullet, pulling the sleeve to make a crisp impact sound, Jiang Ye raised his right hand with a smile on his face, aiming the muzzle at his temple.

"This way I can die happily~"

"Hey!"

When the two reacted, Jiang Ye had already pressed the trigger before they rushed over.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the bullet pierced his head mercilessly, and blood splashed everywhere.

"Plop—" The black-haired boy fell to the ground.

"..."

The two conjurers watched in shock as each other's chest gradually stopped rising and falling, and the expressions on their faces stayed in the satisfied smile at the last moment, and they fell to the ground motionless like delicate dolls.

Xia Youjie just opened his eyes wide and did not speak for a long time.

This person is unwilling to lift the curse until he dies, but would rather use his own death to end the existence of the cursed spirit...

"He's dead." Gojo Satoru knelt down and said after confirming with Six Eyes.

After finishing speaking, he looked back at the curse spirit that weakened and disappeared, and scratched his hair irritably.

"Tsk..."

At some point, the heavy snow no longer fell from the sky, the oppressive dark clouds quickly dissipated, the temperature rose slowly, and Yokohama ushered in a new peace.

The super magic spirit disappeared, and the mission target also died.

They are equivalent to doing nothing, and the mission has completely failed.