Chapter 213: Onmyoji, the wall!

"Is the invincible person or...what?" Listening to the meaning of Seto Yoko's words, Li Xuehao guessed that she might know what supernatural thing she was facing, so she deliberately asked.
Hearing "something", Yoko Seto couldn't help but tremble, and his face became more frightened: "No, don't ask, you go, they may find me at any time..."
Just now, a doorbell rang downstairs.
Seto Yoko was shocked, and his face turned pale, and said anxiously, "They are here, Mariina, run!"
Li Xuehao moved in his heart and looked at the door behind him.
But Marie Obama didn't feel the slightest nervousness, and even comforted: "Yoko, maybe someone came to visit, I'll go and see." She might think that Seto was injured by someone before. Therefore, the tension is too much, and some are "all soldiers".
"I'll go together, too." Li Xuehao said to the side, Seto Yoko's reaction was not overly nervous, after all, she might have been exposed to that kind of spiritual thing. If it was the "powerful" enemy who rang the doorbell, he could rest assured that he would follow along.
Seto Yoko also tried to get up from the bed and grabbed the wooden sword on the bed: "I'll go together too."
"Yoko, you need to rest." Obama Marina suddenly became anxious, and Seto Yoko was still sick in her eyes. He not only vomited blood, but also comatose, how could she rest assured that she let her go downstairs with her? It's better to lie in bed.
"No!" Seto Yoko said absolutely, without compromising at all.
Obama Marina's strength is not as strong as hers. She is slender and cannot compare with Seto Yoko in terms of height or weight. No way, Obama Marie could only look at someone on the side for help.
"Let her follow." Li Xuehao nodded at her. In fact, Yoko Seto looked weak, but it wasn't too serious. In addition, when he just used aura to expel the evil spirit in her body, it was indirectly moisturized. Her whole body once again, the body is already well.
Seeing that even he said the same, Obama Marina had no choice but to gently support Seto Yoko and walked out the door.
Li Xuehao also followed downstairs.
Leaning Seto Yoko cautiously against the wall, in fact, in Li Xuehao's view, was a completely redundant action, and then Obama Marie went to open the door.
Opening the door, two middle-aged men stood outside. They are all about the same age, around forty years old and less than fifty years old.
The middle-aged man on the left has darker skin, similar to Seto Yoko, and also has dark brown healthy skin.
He is more than 1.8 meters tall and has a sturdy figure, which may be the result of years of exercise. He also looks very sunny and handsome, wearing a decent suit, looks like a very attractive middle-aged uncle.
But in terms of appearance, it seems to be somewhat similar to Seto Yoko.
The image of the middle-aged man on the right is much worse. He is only of medium build, about 1.7 meters, but he looks very well-proportioned. He also wears a suit and has inch hair. He looks ordinary and not special. The place seems to "disappear" without a trace when thrown into a pile of people.
Regarding the middle-aged man on the left, although it may seem to have something to do with Seto Yoko, Li Xuehao directly ignored it.
He was looking at the middle-aged man on the right. From the opponent, he felt a familiar evil spirit, just like the evil spirit on Seto Yoko's body before, revealing the cold and gloomy cold. If what is expected is not bad, it is this man who has "cursed" Seto Yoko.
The other party is an onmyoji, this is certain, the aura is the same as the slender middle-aged onmyoji he met before, and the whole body exudes a gloomy aura, which is unique to the onmyoji, but ordinary people can't feel it.
Obama Marie was a little surprised when he saw the person outside, and he might not know him. And when Seto Yoko saw the two middle-aged men, his expression instantly became tense, especially when he looked at the middle-aged man who looked similar to her, there was a wave of grief and anger in his eyes: "Uncle, you are here to hunt down. Is it mine?"
The handsome middle-aged man who was tall and sturdy seemed a little surprised to see her sober. He glanced at the ordinary middle-aged person beside him. The latter also had a trace of doubt in his eyes. However, he was relieved quickly and handed him a peace of mind. Wink.
The handsome middle-aged man also calmed down, looked at the environment in the house through the door frame, and answered the question: "It's really hard to find a place like this." When he said this, he looked at Ma Ma on the side. Rina and Li Xuehao then turned to Seto Yoko and smiled faintly, "Yoko, is it really okay to keep that kind of thing?"
Hearing this, Seto Yoko looked very excited: "That was left to me by my father!"
"But now my dear eldest brother is already lying on the hospital bed, and I don’t know when he will be summoned by the Lord. Why can’t you give it to me? I’ll control the overall situation. It’s not like you who are still in high school. Is a student more suitable?" the handsome middle-aged man said lightly, his eyes revealing amusement.
"My father will wake up sooner or later!" Seto Yoko said firmly.
"Perhaps you are right, but aren't you awake now? Leave it to me, Yoko, there is no use leaving that kind of thing in your hands, I remember you are less than 18 years old now." The young man talked eloquently, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I think you can entrust it to me, and I will return it to you after you are 18 years old. What do you think?"
Seto Yoko let out a cold snort and turned to the beginning, obviously disagreeing with his suggestion.
"That's really troublesome." The handsome middle-aged man frowned slightly, looking very troubled.
"You're Uncle Yosuke, right?" Marie Obama asked suddenly, perhaps after carefully looking at the other person's appearance, and combining his dialogue with Yoko, he has already inferred who the other person is.
"Oh? Are you the daughter of the Obama family?" The handsome middle-aged man glanced at her briefly, but his expression didn't pay much attention. Although the words contained the meaning of "acquaintance daughter", the tone was entirely the attitude of treating strangers.
"Did Uncle Yosuke hurt Yoko?" Marie Obama asked noncommitantly, and anger flashed in his eyes behind the pink spectacle lenses.
The handsome middle-aged man glanced at her slightly, and said lightly, "Actually, I just happened to meet on the road yesterday, and we discussed it. I didn't expect that Yoko's strength has improved a lot, and he can still be okay after being injured. Did you run this far?"
When Yoko Seto next to her heard this, her eyes blushed and her face was full of grief and indignation.
"Don't you think this is too much? Yoko is your niece." Marie Obama's face was filled with righteous indignation. Although he had heard that the Seto family was very stiff due to industrial relations, Yoko moved out on purpose. Come out and live with her. But didn't it happen that it was already serious to this level? My uncle will be severely injured from my niece, this kind of thing is unbelievable.