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"Twist it——"

The two voices merged into one, and the cursed spirit distorted in response.

Ji silently put the bandage back on and took two steps back.

Inujuki Satoru looked at the twisted and exorcised cursed spirit in shock, and subconsciously touched the slightly raised curse symbols on his face.

According to his judgment of his own strength, it was impossible for him to exorcise this cursed spirit so easily, and the reason why he said that was only because he was at a loss in a hurry.

He regretted it after saying that, but he couldn't take back what he had said, so he was ready to face the backlash.

But he didn't expect that not only did it not backfire, but he also exorcised the cursed spirit directly.

Because the distance between them was a bit far, and Ji's voice was not loud, and he was also yelling, Goujuan Ji couldn't hear Ji's voice.

What's more, he is basically the only one in the world of spell who possesses the spell.

Because of the above reasons, he subconsciously believed that it was his own spell that exorcised the cursed spirit.

But he did not think much about it. It was possible that the sorcerer would suddenly have an outburst of unexpected negative emotions before his death, which would cause a sudden surge in power.

He excitedly put the irrationality out of his mind, turned around and smiled broadly at his friend:

“Pickled fish roe!!!”

Look! Am I amazing?!

Facing the young man's brilliant smile, Jixia consciously turned his head to avoid his gaze.

"Dajie?" Goujuanji came over and asked with some concern, completely forgetting the excitement just now.

He didn't know why Ji couldn't go up just now. Although he didn't know what happened specifically, he still considerately respected Ji's idea.

Even though he almost died at the hands of the cursed spirit, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Anyway, being a sorcerer is a high-risk profession. Moreover, he doesn't know what happened to Ji, so it's impossible for him to complain about him.

Thinking of this, Goujuanji moved forward again to look into Ji's eyes. The two pairs of eyes, one purple and one gray, looked at each other, and it made people inexplicably feel that the owners of the two pairs of eyes were very similar.

Ji blinked, shook his head, thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and started typing.

Goujuan Ji's cell phone rang, but he ignored it and continued to stare at Ji.

The young man's face was covered with fine beads of sweat, his complexion was very pale, and his lips were even more bloodless.

What's going on? If I were just standing here, this wouldn't happen.

"?" Ji took two steps back and shook his phone with his right hand to signal him to check the message.

Ji just sent the message to him directly through the chat software.

Goujuanji pursed his lips, opened his cell phone and took a look.

Mr. Rabbit: I can't see the curse spirit.

After seeing this sentence, Goumaki's expression suddenly became serious, "Tuna egg yolk sauce."

He pulled Ji up and down to look at it for a long time, then pulled him out, "Pickled vegetables."

Go ask Wu.

Ji quietly let him pull him, his steps somewhat slow.

He didn't know if it was because he had just used that ability, but now he felt as if his throat was torn apart. It was completely different from the feeling before when he couldn't make any sound for some reason.

Every mouthful of saliva is mixed with fishy smell.

Moreover, his body was somewhat out of control and his movements were very slow.

twenty four.

After Goujuanji took two steps, he found that Ji's movements were a bit unnatural. Without thinking much about it, he stopped, bent down, and carried the man away.