Spell: Nirvana Spirit Son

(I'm going to prepare for the plot of the new Shibuya Incident for the time being, so I can only write a little bit about my daily life recently)

Qian Ling flapped the huge magic wings behind him and landed on the sea, and looked at the pilot who was still floating in the sky in the distance with his toes.

[Hmph, I'm worried that I can't find my way back!I'm just catching you and asking!]

"Boom!" The

sea water under Qianling's feet instantly sunken, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and at this time, the pilot pilot Murata was floating in the air when he received a message from the high-level.

"We've already sent someone to pick you up, and it will be there in less than ten minutes, so you should be able to hold on to the sea for ten minutes!"

Murata was overjoyed when he heard this, and he thought that the higher-ups had sent him to death! After all, although they gave him a kind of sleeping incense, he was still worried about the stunned Gojo Thousand Spirits, but fortunately, the Thousand Spirits had no defense, and it was easy to fall asleep, and then he easily drove the plane to the Pacific Ocean.

It's only been ten minutes! You can hold on to using a parachute as a swimming ring!

But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a small black dot rapidly enlarged in his vision, and then he felt the rope of the parachute behind him be cut directly, as if someone grabbed the clothes on his chest and fell quickly.

"Ahhh!!h

Well, I don't know who gave you the information to mislead you into thinking that something as trivial as a plane crash could hurt me, but it doesn't matter right now! Now you just need to tell me how to get back!"

Murata was silent, and Chiling shrugged helplessly when he saw this, grabbed his clothes and pressed him into the seawater, took two sips (with his nose), and then took it out.

"Say it or not. "

Gollum ......" "Say

!" "Gollum ......

" Qianling really didn't expect this person to be so backbone, drowning him several times and didn't say a word, Murata would have cried aggrievedly if he heard his heart

, "

I want to say, but every time I just want to speak, you press me into the water!"

In the end, Qianling had no choice but to carry the flooded Murata in his hand and fainted and was walking aimlessly on the sea, after all, Murata was the only hope! Nothing could happen

! "Where the hell did you throw it at me! The mobile phone can't even receive a signal (sent by the signal base station)! There is not even a small island around!"

As for the message from the top management that Murata is receiving...... No one will take it seriously! No, no, no! That group of people will not send people to this vast sea for the sake of a third-level spell master

! In this way, Qian Ling began the first day of his life of survival at sea, and when he ate, he dived directly into the sea to catch it, and used the technique to generate heat energy to cook it, and when he drank, he directly used the technique to directly extract the heat energy in the sea water and chew the ice that was formed! By the way, after Qian Ling confirmed that Murata was useless, he directly threw him into the sea to feed the fish.

He wasn't very worried about the situation on the High Commissioner's side, Gojo Satoru was now sealed, but he could directly rescue him by going back and forcibly stopping the flow of mana from [Prison Gate Territory] (probably).