Spells Return: The Spellman with Odd Eyes

"Looks pretty good." Shier looked at the tall werewolf in front of him with interest, and the sense of oppression was quite strong for ordinary people.

"Click... Click. Flash lights and the sound of taking pictures continued to sound on the side, and even Gojo Kite couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to take a few pictures.

"You guys..." Lucian, who was almost blinded, was about to say something.

"Don't worry, you can get started." Gojo put down his phone in disbelief.

"Daddy beat it!" Tsumiki's voice sounded, and the little girl was now a lot livelier.

Shill didn't speak, just gave a thumbs up.

Lucian, who could no longer bear it, roared and threw himself at Shil, quickly turning into one afterimage after another in midair.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!!"

The claws flashing with cold light scratched Shier fiercely, and Lucian suddenly remembered that he was here to cooperate today, what if he did it?

The short-lived thought flashed in his mind, and Lucian, who had scruples, couldn't help but retract a little strength.

"Are you thinking, what if you miss and beat me to death?" Shier's voice came, and he appeared behind Lucian at some point.

"Brush!"

Lucian was shocked and jerked back, Shier lowered his body and easily dodged, and he took the opportunity to jump back and pull away from the man.

"I haven't had a serious fight for a long time, I hope you can hold on for a long time." Shi Er took out the red and black three-section stick from the ugly treasure's body, which is the ultimate physical power, the special spell "You Yun!"

"It's really not an ordinary human, what is the thing on you?" Lucian asked, pointing to the ugly treasure.

"Can you see the spell? I'll tell you if you win. Shier flicked the three-section stick in his hand, and a violent smile appeared on his face.

"Come on." Lucian rearranged, and the man in front of him made himself feel dangerous, but he was convinced that he could win the end.

Five minutes later, Lucian, who had reformed into human form, lay motionless on the ground.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Squeak if you're alive." Shi Er had already put away You Yun and stepped forward to kick Lucian with his foot.

"Squeak." Lucian felt that it was too humiliating, it was better to pretend to faint, the battle just now was simply a one-sided hanging. He couldn't see Shier's movements at all, and the red and black three-section stick rained down on his body.

"Then I'm relieved." If it weren't for the extreme acuteness of his five senses, Shier would almost not have heard this sound.

"Father, are you all right?" Cheryl nervously stepped forward to check on Lucian's situation, although she had been prepared, she was still very surprised, her father was already the most powerful individual of the werewolf clan.

"It's okay, your dad is just pretending to be dizzy, let him lie down for a while and wake up on his own." Shier ruthlessly exposed the truth.

Lucian, who could no longer pretend, could only stand up slowly, "I lost, everything is done according to your wishes."

"Leave your contact information and I'll call you." Shilby said with a phone gesture.

"I..." Lucian lowered his head, a little embarrassed.

"Why, do you want to regret it?" Shir asked with a frown.

"It's not... I don't have the money to buy a phone. Both father and daughter lowered their heads in embarrassment, it was too miserable.

Shier and the five kites and others behind him have been completely messy in the wind, and the head of the family is mixed to the point that he can't afford a mobile phone, and it's a little impossible to evaluate.

"Halo, take this from me." Shier, who has always been slamming the door, became sympathetic, and threw his mobile phone directly without pulling out the card.

"Thank you, can you give me some more taxi money?" It's too late, it's not safe to walk back..." Lucian made another small request, and Cheryl on the side was embarrassed and about to cut out a three-room room on the soles of her feet.

"Also, it's really not safe at night." Shir nodded in understanding, and took out a few more beautiful knives from his wallet and handed them over, American security at night is even afraid of werewolves.

"Take the extra money to buy a little outfit, you can't wear this dress anymore." Shir pointed to the clothes on his body.

"Twitter." The fat little sparrow struggled to hold a coin with its claws and claws and flew over crookedly.

"Hey, I can't even stand it, it's too miserable."

Shier stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the father and daughter with a bleak back, standing on his shoulder with a sad eye, it turned out that there were people in this world who were worse than birds and birds.

"Let's go, go back and have some late-night snacks."

"Tsk!"

......

When Thiel saw Vincent again, he was sleeping in the cellar.

Since no one has the habit of drinking red wine, the wine cellar is currently in a semi-abandoned state. Vincent was curled up in the corner of the cellar, and the glamorous and unruly Second Generation of Blood now looked extremely miserable.

"Snap!"

Xia Youjie pressed the switch of the lamp, and the vision of several people became clear.

Vincent abruptly got up from the ground and stared nervously at the door.

When he saw that the people who came in were Shier and Xia Youjie, he was obviously relieved, and immediately shouted eagerly: "Friend, can I trouble you to receive the magical power first?" Give me some more to eat. "

He's hungry, tired and sleepy now.

Since he finished loading B at the school gate, he was taken away by these people and put in the basement, and then no one cared about his life or death. He shouted, made trouble, and cried, but did not dare to escape, because two hideous monsters guarded him day and night. Shier and Xia Youjie occasionally came to see him, and after finding that he was still alive, they smiled and left again.

He was utterly desperate.

He thought he would starve or die of thirst, but now he finally waited for the opportunity to negotiate.

Although Shier and the others were in a state of antagonism and hostility with him, Shier at this time was undoubtedly his savior.

"Food?" Shi Er turned to look at Xia Youjie and asked, "Didn't you prepare food for our blood clan nobles?" Hearing

Shi'er's question, Vincent's eyes suddenly reddened.

Good man, he finally met good guys!!

Xia Youjie, who put away the curse, looked at Shier stupidly, not understanding why everyone was neon people, why he suddenly spoke English.

However, he soon figured it out. This question is not addressed to himself, but to their "distinguished guests".

So he laughed and said: "I heard that Westerners like to eat steak. I've asked Sister Kite to help prepare.

"How prepared are you going?" Shil asked.

"Kill the cow."

"Oh." Shir nodded. "Prepare slowly, don't rush. The beef must be selected, the fried roast must be fine, and the taste must be exquisite.

"Yes, that's what I told Sister Kite." Xia Youjie said with a serious face.