summer oil students

The if line, if Xia Youjie didn't come on the day grandpa died

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Everywhere on earth is hell.

Six-year-old An Yongxing lay on the ground looking at the night sky and thought so.Underneath is black ashes, and in the distance is dancing fire.An Yongxing raised his hand, staring at the lines on his palm in a daze, thinking he had nothing left.

In the middle of sleeping, Huofenghuang found that the nest was almost gone, and burned dozens of kilometers around in a fit of anger. The fire was still spreading, and it should have alarmed people to investigate.

The fire phoenix, the special-grade mantra spirit, originated from people's fear of fire.

The conjurers who came were more powerful each time, and each time there were more people. Concerned about the young An Yongxing, Liuyan had to give up the frontal attack and deal with the conjurers, shrinking the body and reducing the sense of presence, leading the child to flee all the way .

Fortunately, Ernst has nowhere to go and is homeless.

Conjurers are everywhere, all the time.

Casualties are mounting and the situation is deadly.Finally, the conjuration world decided to dispatch the highest combat force in the conjuration world-Gojo Satoru.

Six Eyes died, An Yongxing lost his last friend.

Despair is taking root.

Ernst and Young were fortunate that the walking dead had been wandering around for an unknown amount of time, when a curse spirit with blue hair and sutures all over his body picked him up.

"Hahahaha, look quickly, this person actually has a field that is most suitable for us to live in! Is this a gift from heaven?"

The man's curse spirit asked An Yongxing if he wanted to be together, but An Yongxing felt that it didn't matter, so he didn't refuse.

Whether it's a person or a mantra, it doesn't make any difference to An Yongxing, but at least he has company by his side.

"You are our home, of course we will protect our home!"

But the four curse spirits who said that all died in the battle called the Shibuya Incident.

Being a person again, Ernst and Young felt emptied in his heart. In fact, there is no difference between living and dying.

If I want them all to be quiet, I won't be so obtrusive if they are all quiet, the lonely Ernst and Young Xing thought so while looking at the crowd in the bustling city.

Everywhere Ernst & Young has been, the shadow world churned and covered reality.

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2218

"What do you think of that event recorded in history?"

"Which event?"

"That's the one, 200 years ago—"

"Oh, is that the disappearance of four-fifths of the people in a certain country? Isn't it confirmed that it is a rumor?"

"No way? Do you really believe in supernatural events?"

How could there be mysterious events in the world? It's so boring, fortunately.