I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

It was the blazing red sunset under the cover of gunpowder smoke, dyeing the whole sky scarlet.

The endless sword mound at the foot is full of ruins and ruins. On the sword mound stands a man—long gown, black hair like a waterfall.

He holds a knife in his left hand, the knife is as long as his body, and it is also as black as ink.

"Huh... is it different from the little guy last time?"

He turned his head to look at the real person who stepped into this sword mound, raised the corners of his mouth strangely, and his thin bangs were dyed pale.

"I'm so bored...Come play with me? What's your name?"

"...real people."

"Really, hello~ My name is Mo."

Cheng Mo only waved his hand, and the ground under the real person's feet was squeezed and shrunk, and then unfolded instantly. Without moving his feet, the real person came to Cheng Mo.

"Don't be afraid, I won't eat you." Cheng Mo gently twisted the real person's long hair, feeling the outline of his soul.

The expansion of the field is the technique of projecting the world in the heart into the present world with powerful spirit and mantra.

It is not so much a technique as it is an "inner world".

By projecting the inner world into the present world, the enemies affected by the expansion of the domain cannot avoid the attack of the domain expansion.

Like a dream, you are in someone else's dream, as long as it is the attack he wants to hit, you will not be dodged.

Compared with the [infinity] inside the domain, the scope of reality affected by the outside will be determined by the caster's mental power and spell power, which is why they cannot escape easily after being pulled into the domain.

Because the "inside" is the world of the caster, if you can't feel the edge of this world, how can you escape?

Domains can only be confronted with domains, and those who fail to reach the domain cannot defeat those who have achieved the domain. This is a gap close to the dimensional level.

Unless... your strengths are not in the same dimension from the beginning, then it will be another calculation.

Cheng Mo had been in a deep sleep because of absorbing the karma of hundreds of millions of sins in that world, in fact, he is also in a deep sleep now.

It's just that Cheng Rang's displayed field unfolded, causing Cheng Mo, who was sleeping deep in his heart, to have a [dream].

This is Cheng Rang's heart, projected by Cheng Mo's dream, the realm within the realm.

It is also something that conjurers in the current era cannot fight against even if they use the domain - double domain!

The field developed by the real person [self-closed circle] has been neutralized by Cheng Rang's outermost field, and the real person has been pulled into it by the second layer.

There is no escape, no escape, and it is impossible to fight against it!

Whether it is strength, spirit, soul, or the length of life, the real person and Cheng Rang are not in the same dimension.

In the eyes of Cheng Mo and Cheng Rang, this level was not "fighting", but "playing".

After all, it is not easy to find another existence like Artoxiu.I'm afraid there are only those real "Gods" in Leticia's mouth.

"Really, do you think human beings have no heart?"

Cheng Mo smiled and wiped away the tears on the real person's cheeks.

"Do you still think that this is the metabolism of the soul, is it false?"

"...No!" Daoist shook his head vigorously.

It's because his own understanding is too shallow, he can perceive and touch the shape of the soul, and he thinks he has seen the whole of a person.

There was nothing called 'heart' in it, so he naively thought it was false.

The so-called tears are also the metabolism of the soul...

He was wrong.

"You just don't understand what you haven't seen, it's okay, it's okay~" Cheng Mo rubbed the real person's head, "Hey, what do you see now?"

The real man pondered for a long time in a daze, and finally he could only say dryly: "I saw you..."

Cheng Mo's eyes widened, and then he chuckled. His smile became wilder and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Okay, good answer! Hahaha, you saw me...then, who am I?" Cheng Mo put his face in front of the real person and pointed at himself, his eyes full of expectation.

"You are... Cheng Mo."

Cheng Mo stopped laughing, and plunged his hands into the ground.

"Did you see it? His soul?"

"...what?"

"Cheng Rang, that guy outside, his soul."

Masato nodded, "Oh...I see."

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"...beautiful."

It was a soul that a real person had never seen before, and it interrupted his thinking for a moment, bathing in the shining brilliance in nothingness, as if he could sublimate himself.

"That's not the soul that [humans] can already keep, but...a higher existence. It's just that it's entangled by billions of causes and effects, and it doesn't mean to let it go."

The real person slowly shook his head, "I don't understand..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand! Let's play a game!?" Cheng Mo circled around the real person, gently hugged his shoulder from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Are you okay~"

"okay...!"

After the real person agreed, he immediately asked, "What are we going to play?"

Cheng Mo whispered in the real person's ear, and the gentle friction between the souls made the real person's consciousness leap with joy and blur.

"Let's play... a game that keeps you alive~"

With a bang, the real person's consciousness returned to the physical body, and I don't know how long it took to communicate with Cheng Mo in Jianqiu, maybe ten thousand years, maybe an instant...

After he was pulled out of that field, what he was greeted was the swift and fierce sword light as if cutting off the light in the pitch-black nothingness.

【Flash】

Not one, but thousands of rays of light tear apart the lacquered night and usher in the day.

Daoist stared desperately at the divine power that could shatter the world with any one of the dense attacks, and calmly said to himself: "Ah... can I really survive?"

The attack shattered consciousness, drowned the soul....The domain was torn apart by sheer force without any frills.

As he was dying, Zhenren seemed to hear someone chuckling in his ear.

"Hey, of course you can."

.......

The field dispersed, leaving only Cheng Rang standing here in the entire playground.

He stood in a daze for a while, then scratched his head with annoyed expression, "Tsk... If you are not careful, there will be no ashes left in a second, this is too overwhelming..."

Looking at the time, it was not even an hour. Cheng Rang put away his weapon and put it in his pocket and left, muttering: "This time, let's round up... 47 minutes, rounded up is two hours!"

"Get the money~"

Then Cheng Rang, who only worked for four to 10 minutes and was fishing for 39 minutes, applied for two hours of wages, which was rejected by Qihai without hesitation.

"You get as much reward as you do."

Snapped!

A bundle of [-] yen was slapped on Cheng Rang's palm, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch.

You can know how many cards there are just by reaching out and weighing them. Cheng Rang stretched out his hand to support the door frame to stop Qi Hai who wanted to leave.

"Let me tell you, Qi Haihai...is only 50 too little? I helped you get rid of a special magic spirit!"

Qihai stood in front of Cheng Rang, silently pushing the sunglasses on her face.

"Doctor Cheng has a wife to take care of?"

"Ah, yes, does it have anything to do with how much money I get?"

"That's not what I meant." Qihai sighed softly, "Your mission entrustment money was transferred to your card, that is to say—"

"That is to say..." Cheng Rang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't help but slap his palm, "As expected of a reliable worker, Qi Haihai, I really have you!"

In other words, there is no transfer record for this pile of cash, and God knows what you know and I know.

Let's explain it to people with a more straightforward concept-private money.

"Qi Haihai, I'm committed to you as a friend!"

Cheng Rang counted the money in his hand with a smile on his face, and patted Jianren Qihai on the shoulder hard, knocking him forward twice.

"I wish you and your husband a harmonious relationship. The knotweed is still in a coma. I'm going to visit him."

"Hey wait, I'll go with you!" Cheng Rang quickly stuffed the money into his arms and followed Qi Hai who was going out.

After a while, Isabella's cell phone rang a text message, and the sender was Qihai.

[The matter you entrusted to me has been completed, and he is very happy about it. 】

Isabella's reply:

【Thank you~】

There is also a smiley face sticking out the tongue.

I'm afraid Cheng Rang would never have imagined that this seemingly honest and reliable worker beside him...is really a reliable worker.

Chapter 72 Possessing the Mantra of 【Bindance】

"The real person is dead."

In a secret stronghold deep in the mountains, Xia Youjie slowly appeared and told the news to the two curse spirits in front of him.

He is tall and tall, his left arm is wrapped in something that looks like a package, he has no eyes, replaced by two bent branches, his pale and solid body has black lines.

Special grade spell spirit——Hua Yu.

It is a curse born from human's hatred and fear of the forest.

[Who killed it?Gojo Satoru? ! 】

Huayu's language forms a system of its own. It is impossible to understand the sound, but the corresponding meaning will emerge in the brain, which is full of grief and indignation.

"No, it's another person." Xia You put his hands in his sleeves, with a serious expression, "On the surface, he is a school doctor of a high school, and when he introduces himself, he will emphasize [do not fight], but in fact he is stronger than Gojo Satoru Troublesome character."

"How many fingers does he have?"

The interrogator was a small, one-eyed man with a volcanic head and a speckled shawl.

Leuhu, like Hua Yu, is a super-level curse spirit, and his personality is as hot as his appearance.

It is a super-intelligent magic spirit capable of communicating with humans.

The earth has always been feared by human beings. After receiving excessive curse power, it gained wisdom and formed the curse of birth.

Xia You was evaluated by Xia You before as having the strength of Su Nuo's seven or eight fingers. Some time ago, he attacked Gojo Wu, but he was hanged and beaten, and even watched by Knotweed and Isabella.

Although he used the field expansion, it was still useless, and his head was screwed off by Wujo, and it was Hua Yu, who valued love and righteousness, who went to rescue him.

But then the head was kicked as a ball by Zhenren and others.

For the sudden news of Daoist's death, his reaction was the calmest.

"How many fingers?" Xia You smiled contemptuously, "If you had seen his domain unfold, you wouldn't ask such a question."

"Is it very strong?!"

Xia You nodded, "

very strong. "

"Then what should we do now, the real guy is dead, so it will be difficult to do the planned things!" Leo Hu raised Erlang's legs and leaned back, "—collect all the fingers and dedicate them to Su Nuo... Even if we are all wiped out in the end."

"The plan at this stage can still be barely carried out, recovering the six fingers held by Gao Zhuan. In addition, I need to find some fresh blood." Xia You looked up and sighed, "I'm going to be busy again."

"Also, Hua Yu—" Xia You stopped Hua Yu who turned and left, "Don't think about avenging the real person, that person is not interested in our plan, he is just like Su Nuo, he is a guy who does his own thing to the extreme, Taking the initiative to come to the door...is asking for a dead end."

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