Curse Fighting, Sasuke Template

Malaysia, 9:45 pm Tokyo time, on a beach.

Although it was night time, the weather was abnormal for some reason.

The hot beach, the blue water, the flying seagulls, everything looks extremely beautiful.

On the beach, there are two people lying on chairs.

One of them, an old man in his seventies, held a wine gourd in his hand and said with a bold smile: "I didn't expect you to come too -"

"Naoya?"

"I'm sorry that I didn't help my cousin much when we were in Shibuya."

The young man who was called Naoya was slightly embarrassed, but at the same time he was also very unwilling to say: "It's obviously the last step before I can get out of the Inokashira Line..."

"These are not important anymore, are they?"

The old man - the one who had not seen him for a long time, smiled casually and said:

"You have done enough. I think that boy Laize will be able to understand you."

Zenin Naohito looked at Zenin Naoya with an expression that seemed to be satisfied, "You have done a good job these years. Although I originally thought I would leave with satisfaction, but..."

This old man who had been stubborn all his life suddenly remained silent for a long time before saying:

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see that kid get married and have children. At the same time, you are also... Naoya."

"My whole life has been dedicated to the Zen family and my cousin, and I am satisfied." Zen Naoya squinted his eyes, seeming to be enjoying the hard-won peace.

He said calmly:

"My cousin told me - there is no such thing as a magician's death without regrets..."

There was a rare hint of ridicule in his eyes, "Hey, old man...have you really never let go of your identity as a conjurer?"

“My cousin’s dream is to build a new society and a new world without cursed spirits and with an open system.

Over the years, I have stood by his side to assist him, and at the same time, I have witnessed the prosperity of the Chanyuan family step by step...

Since I met him when I was young, I have always followed him and Gojo Satoru. In my opinion, these two are the hope and future of the magic world. "

"Is there no regretless death for a conjurer?"

The person directly next to the Zen Yuan picked up the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth, but found that he had already drank all the wine. He shook his head and said:

"Ze is a blessing from God, I have always believed in this.

I think he is a blessing given to us as a Zen family by God, and it has been almost 29 years now..."

Zenyuan Naoya couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I still remember when I just remembered it, you had full authority to entrust me to that old bastard Zenyuan Fan.

You guys don't care about me at all? "

"As I get older... I can't remember much of it clearly."

The person directly next to the Zen Yuan laughed loudly, stood up and said, "Naoya, it's time for us to go."

"So old man, are you going south or north?"

Zenyuan Naoya also stood up and looked at Zenyuan Naoya and said: "My cousin once told me a simple and easy-to-understand truth."

Zenyuan Naoya looked north, "If you want to find a new self, go north, and if you just want to maintain the status quo——"

"Just south."

"A new me? Interesting..." The person directly adjacent to the Zen Academy also became interested, and he strode towards the north without hesitation.

“Let’s go, Naoya, do you want me to go alone?

Let's go north together. As arrogant as you are in your bones, why don't you go south if you don't go north? "

"It's rare that we all agree, old man."

Zenyuan Naoya looked in the direction of the neon lights with nostalgia, then turned to the north.

"Perhaps if I go north, I can truly reach your state of looking down on everything..."

"Cousin..."

His eyes returned to reality.

In Malaysia, it’s midnight.

On the quiet street, the body of the person directly adjacent to the Zen Yuan has been frozen, and his body temperature is slowly passing away.

His face was half frozen, and he couldn't even speak a word in the transparent ice.

"It seems you are still conscious. I have to say... you are quite tenacious."

Rimei, who was wearing monk-like clothing and with light white baby hair, looked at the person directly next to the monastery with an expressionless expression, "That guy Kensou's plan in Shibuya has been completed."

"I originally wanted to use you to contain Zen Yuanze, but I didn't expect you to be so difficult to deal with. It's only now that I have subdued you."

Li Mei looked at the old man in the ice with no mercy. He came here specifically to bring the old man back to Neon Check and Balance Zenyuan Ze.

At this time, the body of the person directly adjacent to the Zen Yuan had begun to lose heat.

"Give you a good time..."

Li Mei didn't talk nonsense, put her hand on her mouth: "Ice Condensation Curse"Law——Shuang Nagi. "

The ice mist like a waterfall blew towards the ice block where the person directly adjacent to the monastery was, and in an instant, the ice block shattered.

A smile appeared on the face of the person directly next to the Zen Yuan, and he slowly fell to the ground without moving again.

Meanwhile, Neon Tokyo, October 31, 9:45 pm.

Zenyuan Fan drew his samurai sword with cold eyes, raised his head and glanced at the "Zenyuan" on the main door, and smiled coldly:

"Let's do it."

Behind the Chanyuan Fan are six special-level curse spirits and countless groups of curse spirits.

It was Kensuo who secretly rescued Chanyuan Fan. He successfully took advantage of Chanyuan Nobulang's unrealistic ideas and instigated the rebellion of the captain who had stayed in the team.

He had quietly killed the attendants patrolling outside the door.

Zenyuan Shan entered the home where he had lived for almost his entire life through the front door without any nostalgia. The samurai swords in his hands were already stained with the blood of his compatriots.

Entering the head room where he once thought about day and night, he looked at the chairman's position with a mocking smile on his lips:

"Starting today... the Chanyuan family has disappeared. How should you be the head of the family?"

"My good son!"

In the courtyard of the Chanyuan family, Zenyuan Jinyi clenched his hands and gathered the power of the spell to repel the special spell spirit in front of him.

At this time, the courtyard was already filled with the corpses of the Zen Yuan family members, and the six special-level curse spirits were like a deserted land.

The Zen Yuan family's Bing organization, which is composed of quasi-first-level magicians, is completely vulnerable to it, and at this time, the body team can only be used as cannon fodder.

Zen Yuan Jinyi looked at Zen Yuan Lan Tai behind him and said in a deep voice: "Lan Tai, you must shoulder your mission well!"

"Let's go!"

Chanyuan Lan Tai exorcised a second-level curse spirit, his face full of contradictions, "If I leave, what will you do, captain?"

"idiot!"

Zenyuan Jinichi cursed angrily: "Don't say whether I will die or not, it doesn't matter even if I die!"

"As the captain of the first team organized by Bing, I have the obligation to fight for the Chanyuan family. Even if I die, that is my fate!"

Zenyuan Lan Tai's eyes were slightly red, and she took a deep look at Zenyuan Jinichi.

"Let's go, you are Huo Miao. Wherever the head of the family is, you are also a Zen Yuan family..."

Zenyuan Jinichi shouted loudly: "Today Zenyuan family will definitely fight against the two scum, the traitor Zenyuan Fan and Zenyuan Noburou..."

"Fight to the death!"

After hearing this, the captains of the second team and the third team of Bing organization were also excited and looked at each other with a smile:

"Jinyi, if we get out alive, you have to treat us to dinner!"

"That's natural!" Zenyuan Jinyi rushed into the group of cursed spirits without hesitation.

That night, the Chanyuan family's blood flowed like a river, and the corpses of the Chanyuan family members were everywhere...