Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

"I will solve it for you after the New Year." Lu Suo didn't keep him in suspense and directly told him the time.

There is still some time before the New Year, but the senior executive didn't think of starting now.

After he was sure that the noose would help him, he also had to make other preparations to ensure that he would feel more comfortable after surviving.

"Thank you, Lord Nozomi!"

The old man's face was smiling like a Shar-Pei dog.

The lasso found it very boring.

In the past, he would not agree so easily. He would have to be more cautious to ensure that the other party would continue to serve him after his rebirth.

The reason he didn't do it now was simply because he was not sure whether he could survive past the New Year.

If you can survive to that day, let it be a celebration for all.

As for the ability of the barrier to absorb cursed energy, Nozomi had already discovered it when he passed through the barrier for the first time.

It is not written in the core, but it has the characteristics of restraining the entire world of sorcery. Musou can fully imagine what Shengwu will do after discovering it.

Now that the scope of the barrier has expanded, it is obviously just her first step.

Next…

Zuo Suo didn't want to think about it.

The senior executives are still not done with their work.

"Lord Koso." He said humbly, "You said that after sealing Gojo Satoru, you would throw Yumenjiang back into the volcano or into the sea."

"But now we have received news that Gojo Satoru has not been sealed. Is this... an unexpected event in the plan?"

What about the Shibuya incident?

Was it a play that Gojo Satoru played along with? Or did they reach some kind of agreement in private?

The noose fingers tapped the side of his leg from time to time.

How to answer?

To be honest, these guys would definitely run away and try to please Shengwu.

What a headache.

Why did such a flaw appear in his plan?

"Did you get this news from Zenin Naoya?" Nozomi asked back.

After much thought, this is the only possibility.

The old man's face was still pressed against the ground, and he said nothing.

He was very afraid of Gojo Satoru's existence.

Nozomi continued calmly, "If it was Zenin Naoya who saw it, that was Ryushomu's husband, Sakata Gintoki. Gojo Satoru has been killed by the people you sent."

The old immortal suddenly raised his head, his face full of shock.

real or fake?

Gojo Satoru was killed?!

"Now that you know one of the conditions for the barrier, have you ever wondered why the people you sent out didn't come back?"

They really didn't think about it and just thought they were killed by a strong enemy.

No one would have thought that the sorcerer who was trying to gather information would actually kill Gojo Satoru.

"Gojo Satoru was sealed by the Prison Gate, and had no cursed power to protect himself. Ryuseimu suddenly had an idea and lifted the Prison Gate's restrictions on space, but he did not lift the restrictions on cursed power."

"Without cursed power, Gojo Satoru could be easily killed. The people you sent died from the backlash of the barrier after killing someone."

"As for the person that Zenin Naoya saw, if he had observed carefully, he would not have thought that it was Gojo Satoru."

Although he was born into a family of magicians, Gojo Satoru hates the corrupt system.

He also hated old things that were always decaying.

Kimono is one of them.

The old man thought back to the news he had received and wondered who was lying.

"Anyway." Nozomi interrupted the old man's thoughts: "Do your own thing and wait for the prosperity of the magic world again."

"Yes!"

The lasso left the old immortal's house.

Originally, he planned to visit Kamo's house today so that he could have full control over the directorate's decisions.

But right in the plan, a barrier appeared.

The noose did not dare to advance rashly.

I summoned a cursed spirit as a means of transportation, and just as I sat on it, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

"Om-"

"Om-"

The cell phone signal was spotty, but I could still receive messages occasionally.

He roughly guessed who sent the message, and his brain told him not to click it, but his hands had their own ideas.

There are several unread messages. This is because the phone has found the network and is receiving messages sent at different times at the same time.

The most recent one was from half a minute ago.

【Long Sheng Wu: Where are you? What are you doing? Are you migrating to the dead? 】

【Long Shengwu: Don't play dead. I know what you are doing. Lend me the little golden bug. I will add two rules.】

[Long Shengwu: If you don't want to borrow it, I don't mind taking it away and making it mine, and then burying you and Tianyuan together.]

【Long Shengwu: Oh, you bury it below. 】

My hands are a little itchy.

But it is already inconvenient to communicate now, and it would be very inconvenient if the phone was crushed.

So Luosuo took a deep breath and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. Children are ignorant. Don’t argue with them.

Click on another message.

[Zhang Xiang: I will definitely kill you, go to hell! ]

"Snapped."

There was a crack on the phone screen.

Kosuo smiled and continued to check the messages.

[Suguru Geto: Good news: When Sukuna was hiding from Wan, he accidentally kicked down your house. You can move into the new guest room with your luggage.]

[Sugaru Geto: Bad news: Your strange collection has been chopped into powder by Sukuna, so you don't have to carry the bag anymore. ]

"Click."

There are a few more fine lines on the screen.

Just then, new news popped up.

[Gojo Satoru: Are you here? Do you have time? Let’s talk about Hisahito’s life story. If you don’t, I’ll kill you~]

Cell phone, dead.

Sukuna, who was wavering in holding the black chess piece, suddenly raised his head.

He looked into the distance, somewhat confused: "I feel a strong magical power, like the breath of a noose."

"Oh, at least he's not dead." After fiddling with his phone, Gojo Satoru put it back in his pocket.

Then he rapped the board with his knuckles.

"Hurry up, why are you so slow? Do you want to wait until Naturo wakes up and admit in front of everyone that you are a terrible chess player?"

Because of the discordant sound, the person in the kotatsu turned over.

It was Naoko Ieiri who fell asleep peacefully with an eye mask and earplugs.

After meeting Gojo Satoru and learning that Yoshino Junpei had been resurrected, she didn't care who the other guy in the room was and went to sleep under the kotatsu without hesitation.

Except for the occasional noise, Ieiri Nishiko slept soundly.

Anyway, here, we don’t have to think about the future, worry about death, or care about each other’s identities.

If he had any concerns, Gojo Satoru would not have been able to play chess with Sukuna calmly.

Instead, the two of them each opened up their own territories and fought to the death.

Sukuna stared at the chessboard for a full ten seconds, then he put down the chess piece in his hand: "I give up."

Can't win.

I also can't understand how Gojo Satoru lost to Ikumushi.

"Huh? You're giving up already?" Gojo Satoru was a little uncomfortable: "You're not cheating?"

"Is it useful?" Sukuna asked back.

"With my ability, you can still beat me even if you cheat. Xiaoshengwu said that you are best at cheating and loans, I thought I could see it~"