Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Su Ze fell to the ground, his chest heaving violently. His uniform was soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his skin, making him feel uncomfortable.

He lay peacefully on the hillside with his arms spread out, looking at the clouds and flying birds. The blue sky was charming.

The grass beneath him was very soft, and the cool tips of the grass touched his arm.

There was a big deep pit about ten meters in front of him - the guy was merciless and plowed the ground hard, and now there was nothing in the pit.

The flying dust slowly dissipated, leaving no trace of the curse in the middle of the pit. If it weren't for the slight pain in his chest, he would have doubted whether the thing he had just seen was real.

There was another thing that made him worry. Just now, when his mind went from blank to normal, he vaguely saw many illusory afterimages and fragments, and those scenes were interwoven with familiar people and objects...

——But now is not the time to think about these things.

Because there were many small cursed spirits crowded on the hillside, looking around. I didn't know where these guys came from. They didn't show up to help when they were fighting with the beast-shaped cursed spirit just now. Now that the big guy is gone, they came out instead...

Su Ze was still lying on the grass on the hillside. He raised his eyelids and looked at the squeaking little curses. They were pushed and shoved in layers and forced to move forward, but none of them dared to rush forward first.

The little curses formed an arc around Su Ze. Su Ze took a rough look and found that the quality was very average... barely level four.

He raised his eyebrows and shouted, "What are you looking at? You want to fight?!"

With the addition of Qi, the sound was like a huge bell, resounding and even had a bit of pressure and air waves.

Curse Spirit: (?﹏?)

Shockingly, they actually showed quite anthropomorphic expressions... fear? Retreat?

Su Ze raised his eyebrows, his expression looking a little scary.

The little curses became even more frightened, and one could even hear the emotion of "fear" in their shouts. All of a sudden, the little curse spirits in the front row all ran backwards, facing the pushing curse spirits in the back row. The two rows of curse spirits in the middle were squeezed onto the heads of other curse spirits by the crowd (curse tide), and then fell down heavily. All of a sudden, the stacked groups of curses became even more chaotic... and there was even a stampede.

Hey, hey, what do you mean? ? Why do you make me look like a villain? ?

Su Ze looked extremely embarrassed for a moment.

I am obviously an upright person who exorcises demons, okay? ? When I go out to perform rituals, I have to write "summoning all gods" on the flags!

I'm not affected by so many curses, how come you guys are the first to get cursed?

……

On the other side, Geto Xiayou was also surrounded by countless cursed spirits. Most of these guys were not very high level and not very smart... One or two of them looked around, and no one knew what they were looking at.

The chirping sounds filled my ears.

"It's a buffet today..." Xia Youjie rarely complained.

He barely managed to summon two level 2 cursed spirits to stand behind him. His own cursed power was almost exhausted, and it was hard to say how long these two cursed spirits could last... He assumed a fighting stance that he had practiced countless times, closed his eyes, took a long breath, and slightly hooked his hands.

"Come."

His voice was firm.

The cursed spirits around him were silent for a moment, and then became noisy, as if they were angry at his provocation, and a tidal wave of curses pressed towards Geto Suguru.

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A violent explosion broke out in the place where the cursed spirits were most densely packed, instantly forming a deep pit with a radius of three meters. Under the blue curse power, the cursed spirits at the center of the explosion were instantly turned into dust. The blast blew away dozens of cursed spirits in the surroundings, and the colorful noobs fell everywhere screaming.

Over there, Geto Xia Yu had just knocked down a large number of cursed spirits when suddenly a thud came from the side of him. He turned his head and saw an unlucky guy falling right next to him.

The blue curse with two legs and a dough-like body glanced at the countless compatriots lying around him, and then secretly glanced at the human with weird bangs - that guy was looking down at him!

Its legs were shaking like sieves, and it looked around for companions who could help it, but it found that the remaining surviving ones were standing far away and watching...

Helpless, it had to force itself to regain its confidence, straightened its non-existent collar, and then pretended to clear its throat like a human, and then prepared for a pre-battle conversation - it seemed that all human masters would do this.

"Ga——" It closed its eyes and uttered the first syllable.

Deng!

A crisp sound.

It froze for a moment, then fell straight to the ground.

Xia Yujie chopped it directly on the head with his hand knife, with a calm expression.

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In the deep pit on the other side, a figure stood up.

The little cursed spirit next to the pit slipped and fell into the pit.

The guy in the pit was tall and slender. The first thing that emerged from the dust was a head of white hair, and a vast pale blue curse power surged around him.

With an arrogant look on his face, he stepped on the squirming low-level cursed spirit and casually took off his round-frame sunglasses.

He looked at them disdainfully and said, "Hey, you two, is this not enough?"

This guy was holding a person in his hand. The girl was hanging in the air, with her arms and legs hanging down. She said calmly, "Gojo, put me down."

The lollipop in my mouth made a crackling sound.

Gojo Satoru let go, and Naoko landed gently and steadily, then patted the dust off her skirt. Xiaoxiao looked around, then raised her hands to her mouth and shouted to Xiayou Jie: "Xiayou~Ze-kun, are you hurt?"

"Glass, shouldn't you care about me first?" Xia Youjie rushed forward and punched the curse spirit in the face. The powerful force knocked the rookie far away.

"I asked Ze-kun because I saw you were alright~" Glass replied with his hands behind his back. The key point was that he looked around but didn't see Su Ze, so he asked.

Gojo Satoru behind him entered the field in a state of vitality, with great momentum. He rushed into the place where the curse was most concentrated, and Cang bombarded it like crazy, the sky-blue curse power soared into the sky from time to time, and blue flowers formed by the curse power bloomed on the grass... It was almost like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru had almost monopolized the battlefield, Xia Yujie simply stood still to conserve his strength. He casually pointed to the downhill slope over there.

Glass turned around and looked.

A thin arm was raised from the slope and shook gently to indicate that everything was fine.

Glass tilted her head.

Behind him, Gojo Satoru moved like a rabbit, with surging curse power lingering in his body, sweeping through the group of curse spirits like chopping melons and vegetables. He rushed all the way, knocking countless small chickens into the sky, and then fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Glass jumped left and right to avoid the cursed spirit that fell to the ground.

……

"Fortunately, this area is relatively remote, otherwise if we do this, there will be problems with the height." Su Ze sat on the grass, crossed his arms and placed them on his raised legs, and bits of white Qi floated into his body.

The blue cursed power in the distance flickered—Gojo Satoru was happily cleaning up the mess, with Glass cheering beside him.

It's not that this piece of land has not been developed and utilized thoroughly, but it is far away from the center of Tokyo, and its geographical location, resources and products are all mediocre, so it has been idle for a long time.

"Yes, even if the bill is added, the mess cannot be covered up..." Xia Youjie stood beside him and responded softly, then raised his head and swallowed the black ball transformed by the curse spirit, his face as usual.

Gulping sound.

"Jie... I've been wanting to ask this for a long time. Is this thing unpalatable?" Su Ze asked softly, still keeping his eyes level. The coins between his fingers jumped up and down, dazzling the eyes.

“…How could this be?” Xia Youjie closed his eyes.

"You can't fool me. I've noticed for a long time that every time you swallow this, your Adam's apple will bulge back and forth, and your chest will contract and bulge. Although the amplitude is small, it is real... This is a precursor to vomiting."

Su Ze held the money in his palm and said calmly.

Xia Youjie just opened his mouth to explain, but Su Ze continued to interrupt him:

"——Although you can control your expression, the unconditioned reflex caused by your body's rejection reaction... cannot be concealed."

Su Ze lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a low voice.

Xia Youjie was stunned with his mouth half open, then he laughed softly: "...I thought you concealed it well."

Su Ze said nothing.

He stopped trying to hold on, lowered his head and covered his mouth tightly, frowning as he said, "A rag covered in vomit... The stronger the cursed spirit, the stronger the odor."

"Is there no way to eliminate it?"

"Ah."

Su Ze's eyelashes trembled slightly and he said no more.

"Keep it a secret for me, don't tell anyone else...especially Nozomi and Satoru."

He stood up again, then swallowed the next curse ball, and the next moment he made a loud vomiting sound.

Su Ze listened to his retching quietly, closed his eyes gently, and slowly exhaled.

"……it is good."