Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

Yu Menjiang finally opened his pale blue eyes.

After taking a good look at everything around him, Gojo Satoru lazily said, "My six eyes must be broken. There is no cursed energy within a kilometer."

"Is this all that matters?" Xia Youjie sighed helplessly.

"Wow, Konohama's hair is actually silver. Could it be that she and I are distant relatives? That would be awesome. I could be Konohama and Hisahito's older brother."

...Are these the most important things?

If we follow this logic, then Fushiguro Shinobu is the uncle!

Wait, where is Fushiguro Shino?

Xia Youjie held his chin with one hand and thought carefully.

It seems that when they left Shibuya, they did not inform Fushiguro Shiori who was waiting outside the area...

Never mind, it's not important.

Fushiguro has legs and will go home by himself.

"Jie." Gojo Satoru suddenly became serious: "It seems that I have become transparent."

The hazy moonlight passed through the completely transparent hair, leaving a shadow on the ground.

The wound on Shengwu's arm no longer healed. The pale wound had no blood at all, like a piece of warm ice.

She dropped the dagger, turned around to look at Dai Tian who was kissing the ground with his face, and her expression was indescribable.

This child is really...

At this moment, Luosuo picked up the dagger and put the tip of the dagger against Shengwu's vest.

"If I kill you now, can you still survive?" he asked.

Sheng Wu couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Why not give it a try and see who dies first."

Under the torment of all kinds of truth, lies and positive words from life, Luosuo no longer considered her attitude.

Maybe he is just pretending to be relaxed!

He smiled slightly and exerted force with his hands.

However, just as his fingers moved, there was another "plop" sound, and this time it was Luosuo's face that made intimate contact with the ground.

Unlike Dai Tian, ​​two drops of blood floated out of his body, and his whole person underwent a drastic change. He no longer looked like Lu Ziyunyi, but had the original appearance of his soul incarnated.

The extra brain rolled twice on the ground, covered with dust.

Geto Xiayou bent down, picked up the brains, and smiled happily: "The source of her power is not negative emotions, nor is it cursed energy. The public technique cannot enhance her ability."

I said those words simply for them to hear.

As to whether it is true or false, it depends on one's own opinion.

After his first successful killing, Geto Xiayou understood a very important truth:

He was resurrected by Shengwu, and if Shengwu wanted him to die, he only needed a thought.

Maybe, you don’t even need to think about it.

The dagger returned to Shengwu's hand without even cutting her clothes.

She turned around and without hesitation pierced the brain with a dagger.

Wearing it sideways will not hurt the hands of innocent people.

Naohua didn't make a sound. I don't know whether he was dead or pretending to be dead.

Another mouth emerged: "He was the one who did it, why should I suffer with him?"

"Look, there's a Sukuna over there. I'll throw you into his mouth." Shengwu suggested kindly.

The mouth disappeared in an instant.

There are no guys ruining the scenery, and Shengwu is very satisfied.

She waved her arm and said, "Let's start~"

The sea of ​​blood disappeared, and the deep inside of the building was filled with noise.

"That ugly guy, open the field and guard it. Kill anyone who wants to leave the ghost toilet. Kill them slowly. Don't let them die too easily."

After explaining the red-faced fangs, Shengwu looked at Xiayoujie.

"Put your cursed spirits in there and treat them to a buffet today."

The cursed spirits have a unique talent for killing humans.

Geto Xiayou did not refuse. He did not even release the cursed spirit with mass destructive power, just to prevent those returning souls from dying too easily.

"If you do this, it will generate a lot of cursed energy." The Noose who pretended to be dead came back to life.

Shengwu nodded: "Yes, the more cursed power the better."

When the Death Migration was underway, Nozomi also tricked soldiers from other countries into entering the barrier, where they were slaughtered by the cursed spirits, thereby generating cursed power that was supplied to the barrier and assimilated the entire Neon.

Isn't it a good thing that she has more magical power today?

The first scream came from the toilet.

Ordinary people cannot escape the deliberate hunting of the cursed spirits, and those trash who face the cursed spirits directly will soon pay the price with their lives.

The blood drops floated back to Sheng Wu. She flicked them with her fingers and the blood drops returned along the same path.

The scumbags who thought death was the ultimate peace once again returned from the other side and experienced the world that was extremely similar to the purgatory they created.

More drops of blood returned and instantly merged into Shengwu's transparent body. The wound on her arm also healed at the same time.

Nozomi suddenly felt like a clown.

Every time Sheng Wu used his ability, his true usage and dosage were not revealed, and the functions and effects were not the same.

This is clearly to prevent people like him from wanting to kill her...

But at the same time, he also understood that he would never be able to kill Shengwu.

Ever since Shengwu started bleeding, there has been less conversation, and everyone could tell that she was in a heavy mood, so they tried their best not to provoke her.

But there are always people who can't help it.

"Why don't you want some blood? Is there any difference between blood and blood?" Gojo Satoru really wanted to know the answer.

He and Shengwu did not have much conflict of interest, so he asked the question without any hesitation.

Sheng Wu pinched a drop of blood that was returning to his body and shook his head: "My blood is just a medium. After they die, they will no longer need this medium and their blood will return to my body."

"There is no difference in the blood before and after, because they are considered to have just died, so they don't need that much blood to be resurrected the second time."

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

Can you do this?

This is too outrageous!

The noose is numb.

If it were true, when Lu Ziyun was resurrected and had a body, it was all a show for him!

"Can you learn this technique, young man?" Gojo Satoru was very interested: "How much more difficult is it than the reversal technique?"

“…This is considered a life-saving technique.”

It can’t be learned.

Just like Gojo Satoru's six eyes, they are innate and not learned later.

Gojo Satoru was not discouraged: "Do you need me to take action after this? Sukuna can only slash, but I can make sure that not a blade of grass grows here~"

At this moment, Gojo Satoru seemed like a villain who was born in the wrong camp.

If the four plagues were here, they would probably just kill all the people instead of thinking of turning the floor over and plowing the house inside and out.

"Wu, have you forgotten your identity?" Xia Yujie kindly reminded.

How can a strong person who is born to protect the weak say such things?

"The guys here are even more disgusting than those old immortals. What did I say wrong?" Gojo Satoru said disdainfully: "But you, Jie, you and the guys here can actually talk about the same things in some aspects."

The leader, who has put all his skill points into internal consumption, still hasn't recognized where this place is.

If Gojo Satoru hadn't said anything else, he would have thought that the ancestor of some sorcerer was enshrined here!

Sheng Wu couldn't help but ask: "I don't know where this place is. What on earth did you think you were doing this?"