Be a magical girl in the world of magic

Killing, no matter for the former Xiaoshan Liuli or the current Xiaoshan Liuli, it is a bit too advanced.You must know that even if it was Shibusawa Ryuhiko who "introduced himself" when he opened his mouth, they finally protected him and gave him to Natsume Xin, and they don't know where he is now being held in prison.

But if it is colorless, it is still a matter of whether he is human or not. It seems that he can ask carefully and make plans.

"But according to what you said, Mr. Adolf, to deal with such an existence as colorless, perhaps what I need to do is not to kill 'people'."

As if thinking of something, Liuli smiled lightly instead, and teased someone in her heart: "I didn't expect you to be quite powerful, the cornerstone fragments?"

The small screen in his mind seemed to move, as if he was pretending to be dead and dared not speak again.But Liuli didn't bother to stimulate it, and looked up at Adolf Weitzman and tilted his head: "But I have a question, it would be great if you could answer me, Mr. Adolf."

"What do you want to know?"

"The Yuzhu Pagoda is a state institution. Dajue on Guochang Road controls the Yuzhu Pagoda. He must be very old, right?"

"That's right, it's 96 years old. If you can still pass this new year, it's 97 years old, isn't it great?"

Adolf Weitzman nodded happily, and even blinked his eyes as if to be cute: "I am the same, but I have always been like this under the blessing of the slate."

The 96-year-old grandpa wears the skin of a young man, no wonder the feeling of "kindness" seems so real.

"He has controlled the Imperial Pillar Tower for so long, doesn't he have any 'selfishness'?"

Selfishly, many people have asked him this question, but...it is true.

Selfishness.

Picking up the coffee in front of him again, Adolf took a sip and raised his head, looked at Liuli who seemed to be interested in front of him and smiled softly: "He has restrained the development of the slate, and also restrained too much The supernatural beings or conjurers appear until—”

"Oh, is it still my fault?"

"Of course not Mr. Wujo, but you should know that the limit is like a spring, the tighter it is pressed, the stronger it will bounce."

Shrugging at Gojo Satoru indifferently, Adolf's expression became a little subtle.But he didn't go on any further, he stood up and put on his hat again, turned his head to look at the two and smiled slightly, with a faint trace of sadness in his eyes: "After all, he is 'Fate'."

In the torrent of fate, everyone cannot escape, and everyone has their own destiny.

"Whatever is gained, is lost."

Slowly leaning on the sofa and closing her eyes, when she felt her nose being pinched again, Liuli looked at the people around her angrily, saw Gojo Satoru smiling, and gently reached out and patted his wrist: "What's the matter?" ?”

"Well, I just want to ask, is Liuli sure about going?"

want to go?

Come to this world, blend into this world, and then fall in love with this world.

"I want to come to a modern, peaceful world with a complete legal system. In this world, I have the excitement I want and the 'miracle' I look forward to."

Thinking of the small screen and the conditions and restrictions that she said before, Liuli suddenly laughed, turned her head to look at Gojo Satoru, who was wearing a blindfold and couldn't distinguish too many subtle expressions, turned sideways and stretched out her hand to tentatively land on him. On the blindfold.Seeing that he didn't object, and even stretched out his hand to pull herself into his arms, Liuli smiled softly, and lifted his blindfold little by little.

Those eyes, which were as clear as the sky and more transparent than the sky, appeared in his line of sight, holding her hand with some dissatisfaction, and directly threw the blindfold aside, rubbing against her neck in the next second Full of resentment, he said: "Liuli sauce is good or bad."

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

She ran along his hair in a funny way, and when she felt Gojo Satoru's arms around her waist getting tighter and tighter, she wasn't angry, she just smiled and lowered her head.However, at the moment when Liuli wanted to kiss him, Gojo Satoru suddenly raised his head, raised his hand again to lower her height as if he had made a fortune, and caught her lips lightly and delicately.

"Liu Li."

"Ok?"

"Will you add me to your future 'fate'?"

"Ah, this is a bit difficult."

Feeling the breathing of the two people intertwined with each other, the girl smiled softly, while still slowly touching the lips of her loved one, her eyes were slightly closed and her voice was erratic: "But if it is Wu Jun. "

If it's you, then no problem.

For everyone, they are born with their own destiny and their own lifespan.Everything cannot be reversed, and those who want to reverse it must pay a price.

"Didn't you promise me?"

Ethereal words came from his mind, and the old man sat on his seat and squeezed the armrest tightly, as if he was enduring some pain.Thick sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and his whole body seemed to be experiencing great pain, leaving finger marks on the wooden chair abruptly.

"You promised to leave your body to me, but you lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you."

Guochang Road Dajue raised his eyebrows indifferently. Even though he was in great pain, there was no expression of concern on his face, and there was even a hint of sneer between his eyebrows and eyes: "Why, I can't stand it anymore? Or do you think , you can finally occupy my body and do whatever you want?"

"Yeah, you should also know that you are going to die, Guochang Lu Dajue."

The surrounding cage formed by various barriers does not only imprison one person, but if we only look at consumption, then of course the winner cannot be the Guochanglu Dajue who is dying.

After confirming this point, Sei's voice was faint and affirmative, and even his words were not malicious at all, but simply explaining the reality in front of him: "You are going to die soon, and in order to suppress me, you I also took back all the things you gave up. So after you die, give things to me, isn't it good?"

"Then you underestimate me too much, do you think your stupid plans will succeed?"

After time and space are combined into one, the remaining unchanged will naturally come here following the call of the slate.Life is constantly appearing alternately, and the overlapping of slates means only one thing——

If the slate is completely reproduced, then this world will undoubtedly embark on the road of death.

The voice in my head was a little deep, and Wu Se smiled more peacefully, even with a little tenderness: "It is because of stupidity that it will succeed, right? Especially for such seemingly impossible things, It does exist.”

"you--"

"But don't be so pessimistic. This world won't really die. After all, broken things can't be restored. I'm just exploring another 'possibility'."

No, it can't be said that he is exploring another possibility, but after so many years, he has been looking for it, and finally he found a possibility that can be accepted in a real sense.

Ordinary people, supernatural beings, magicians, spell spirits—why does everything in this world have their own thoughts?Why do we have to have different emotions?

Synchronization, the idea of ​​synchronizing them into the same, let them live with their own will, isn't this the birth of the most perfect world where there will be no curses and no one will be hurt?

"And you have to know that your old friend is very worried about you and knows that you are about to die, so he decided to come and see you."

Wu Se looked with great interest at the old man who finally revealed a little panic in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was also quite interesting.After the emergence of human history, the existence of slates has vaguely influenced development, especially in modern times. It can be said that the war that turned the world upside down and involved the whole world in the flames of war was also due to them.

Three slates, three countries, wars all over the world.However, after all, for some reason, not only did the people in control of the slate not change the world, but they even continued to hide the existence of the slate and the choice of abilities in a shameless manner, completely ignoring what they could do with it. .

□□?Ridiculous, too ridiculous, the world is changing with each passing day, how could it be possible to maintain it completely with just these two words?Whether it was the appearance of the two-faced Nuo since last year, or the strengthening of the curse during this period, everyone knows what the meaning behind the Shibuya incident is.

Now Yokohama, as a seaport, has also begun to develop its own supernatural underground forces.The curse has begun to become unbalanced. In this case, more and more people with supernatural abilities lead to more deaths. This is truly uncontrollable.

"So, Guochang Lu Dajue, the wisest decision is to put the right to choose in the hands of human beings."

"Put it in the hands of humans? What you said sounds good, and it seems to be very selfless. It's just colorless. The humans you are talking about are you yourself?"

Dajue on Guochang Road couldn't hold back his laughter, he pinched the armrest tightly and raised his head: "But if you want an old body, it's not impossible."

"Oh?"

"Of course I can give you this body, but at the same time, you need to promise me one condition."

"what?"

"You can only take 'one' body of the old man."

"..."

Wu Se looked down at the ring on his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up when he felt Guo Chang Lu Da Jue's firmness.Yes, he already has one of the three cornerstones in his hand, the remaining two, if he guessed correctly, the piece of space was originally stored in the hands of Xiaoshan Liuli, but as Guochang Lu Dajue was about to die, He has already started to take back the slate.

The other piece was in the hands of Adolf K. Weitzman who rushed over.

When the three stone slabs were in hand, if that little Shan Liuli wanted to do something about it, it didn't really matter to him.

"Okay, no problem, I agree to your request."

At the moment when he finished answering, Wu Se felt the shackles that appeared on his soul instantly and squinted his eyes, and his tone was a little more funny: "Oh, this is a bondage? Guochang Lu Dajue, you actually think you Can you restrain me?"

"Although the old man is old, it's not that easy to believe in your so-called oath. The binding spell with the soul as a bet is naturally the best."

"Oh, old fox, you only have a lifespan that can be counted with your fingers."

"So colorless, you can't even afford to wait for this little time?"

The colorless voice finally disappeared from his mind, and at the moment when the severe pain was relieved, Guochang Lu Dajue even wanted to groan because of this short-term relaxation.But for him, the long-term pain will not make people lose their due judgment, but it will make the thoughts in his mind clearer because of this pain.

Among them, the most important and the least known thought will be buried in the deepest part of his consciousness, unable to be touched by anyone.

"Weitzman..."

He smiled wryly, and when he raised his hand to press it to his temple, he paused slightly, as if thinking of something again, a slightly distorted smile appeared on his face——

"So it is, so it is!!"

"you--"

"As I said, in terms of soul, I am the only god."

His face contorted in an instant, and his laughter gradually became rampant. He opened his hands and grabbed the stone slab in the center without hesitation: "If that's the case, then it all belongs to me, Guochang Road Dajue."