Pure love, Sipi, the god of war, she is alive

The first thing that broke into his sight was a humanoid curse spirit with blue hair and multiple sutures on his face.

The blue hair was tied up and draped over his shoulders, as if adding a layer of hell filter, invisible viscous malice attached to his whole body, just being swept away by his gaze suddenly made people feel physically uncomfortable.

The curse spirit formed by human malice has also had a relationship with him once.

Yi Gu Youtai raised his eyebrows, slowed down his pace, and the sound of the soles of his shoes stepping on the cold bricks was very clear.Qiben Lixiang encircled his neck weakly, and his long black hair was windless and automatic.

There were only the two of them in the huge basement, and Yi Guyou quickly looked at the curse spirit who seemed to be alone.

They saw the real person, and the real person naturally saw them at the same time.

Cold sweat dripped from the real man's forehead.

No way...he thought to himself.

Originally, I just heard that the knotweed Yuren was nearby, so I stopped by to solve it?

As a result, as soon as they met each other, they encountered hard stubble.

Terrible.Is it too late for him to run to meet Hua Yu and the others now?

The situation where the sister school group battle was unilaterally crushed back then is still vivid in his memory. Although Daoist has grown a lot these days, he doesn't think he has reached the level where he can be tough with a super magician.

Almost the moment Yigu Youtai appeared, the real person quickly looked for a place to escape.

It's a pity—Yi Guyou won't give him this chance.

Qiben Lixiang hugged her fiancé's neck tightly, pressed against his body, and said softly, "Yuta, Lixiang hates him."

"Okay." Yi Guyou replied softly, and he slowly drew out the knife, "Then kill him."

The pupils of the real person shrank suddenly, and he changed his shape without hesitation, shrunk to the maximum, and rushed down the elevator in a hurry!

Yi Guyou opened his lips leisurely: "[Stop]."

The real person froze and had to stop.

Yigu Youtai's words are not powerful, and it is even more impossible for the real person to break free from his curse.

A second incantation followed.

"[Don't move]."

I can't move a single finger.

No... even the flow of mantra power seemed to be filled with lead, it was dozens of times heavier, and it almost froze in place.

Isn't this person really a descendant of a curse family? !Just like Xia You said, because of his technique?

Yi Gu Youtai seemed to know that Daoist was doomed, so he was not in a hurry.

The cold light of the Taidao seems to be attached to the skin of a real person. It has no real feeling, but it penetrates the skin and pierces the most fragile flesh and blood under the layers of shell.

Yi Guyoutai seemed to be observing some novel species, muttering to himself: "So this is what human beings look like maliciously..."

Speaking of it, he is also someone who has experienced "human malice" positively.

Unsurprisingly disgusting.

Kimoto Rika was a little dissatisfied with his carelessness, and angrily bit Otoko Yuta's ear.

"Yuta, hurry up and get rid of this guy. We have to help other people."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yi Gu Youtai suddenly came back to his senses, and he apologized to the girl with a smile.

Immediately, he turned his eyes, and the smile in the green pupils hadn't dissipated, but it was ironic in the eyes of the real person.

Reality had never felt so strongly—he was the fish on the chopping block.

In the past, he was the one who teased other human beings, but now that karma, roles are reversed, and the absolute gap in strength will bring about such a powerful despair and powerlessness, he finally feels it.

The other party is not afraid of his little tricks at all.

Zhenzhen knows that fighting constantly, especially difficult battles, will allow him to grow, so in the past he would enter the battle with great enthusiasm—but even he is self-aware.

Opponents with a certain degree of difficulty can make him grow quickly.

But Gojo Satoru, and Otoko Yuta in front of him... they are not in this "category" at all!

Not to mention increasing training and experience, these two people will die when they meet, which is a level that he can't even touch now!

Yi Guyou was too uninterested in exploring the inner thoughts of the real person. He smiled faintly, as if he was talking to the elders of the neighbors politely: "I'm sorry, but you have also seen that my fiancee is angry."

"I don't want to sleep in the study in the future."

"I can only ask you to die, as a little compensation for poor me?"

——What does it have to do with me that you two have conflicts? !

The real person's face twisted visibly to the naked eye.

In the next second, the sharp white light split vertically from top to bottom, the real person's eyeballs stopped turning, and as the two halves of the body fell to different directions, the distance between the two eyeballs became wider and wider. open.

There were two muffled "thumps" and "thumps", and the body that had been cut in half fell to the ground.

Qiben Rixiang clapped like a seal.

Yuta's knife skills are getting better and better, the incision is so smooth, it looks like it's split in the middle!

Yi Gu Youtai put the knife back into its sheath, put his palm on the handle, and said softly to Li Xiang, "Let's go."

Kimoto Rika followed him: "Yes."

--Record.

On October 10, during the Shibuya incident.

The super-level curse spirit "True Man" was exorcised successfully.

.........

Except for the real person who was singled out and caught by Yigu Youtai, all the other super-level curse spirits concentrated their firepower and formed a group to brush Wujo Wu.

Because of Gojo Satoru's exhortation to him earlier, "Don't worry about me, go help others", and Otoko Yuta's own thinking, he took the prayer book Lixiang and ran around the field, like a running and jumping With a walking bug, he broke into other people's battlefield forcefully, and then abruptly reversed the originally stalemate battle situation into a one-sided sling.

During this period, an "interesting" thing happened.

Just when Otoko Yuta and Kimoto Rika rushed to one of the core points of the [tent], Shibuya S Tower, to help Knotaba, Fuguro and Ino.

They found that the battle was doomed.

——Because standing in front of several teenagers, there was a black-haired man with a scar on the corner of his lip, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He stood there calmly, if there was a chair, maybe he would sit on it, cross his legs, and enjoy the miserable situation of the two cursers.

Behind him, Hu Zhang and Fu Hei supported each other, and the expressions of the two teenagers were very consistent and blank.

They didn't understand how to fight well. When the opposite side seemed to be about to make a big move, a black-haired man would suddenly jump out. His overwhelming strength beat the two cursers to the point where they had no power to fight back. They could only kneel on the ground. The ground trembled.

"Hey. I heard that old woman, your technique is to take someone else's corpse, and then transform into that person's form?"

The black-haired man squatted down with great interest: "I didn't expect that someone would like my useless body that has no magic power?"

"The Buddhist monastery... even..."

Buddhist monastery?

Fuhei and Huzhang from behind looked at each other, they were familiar with this surname, was it the same as Maki-senpai, from the Chanyuan family?

The gray-haired old woman seemed to have seen something extremely frightening, she stared at the black-haired man's heaving chest in disbelief, her voice was hoarse and hard to hear: "Why... are you still alive..."

"—So now the rumors outside are all 'I'm dead'?" The black-haired man who was killed gave a "tsk", and he touched his chin, "I've been away from the magic world for too long, I'm a little confused It's moving."

"And..."

The black-haired man lazily grabbed the old woman's hair and shook it vigorously: "Did you get water in your head? Or did you suffer from dementia when you were old? How long ago did the name 'Chan Yuan Shi Er' come from?" You called me by that name, and I almost didn't realize it."

"listen."

The black-haired man grinned, murderous: "I abandoned the surname 'Chanyuan' more than ten years ago, and my current name is Fu Heisher——"

After all, he exerted force with his hand, and pressed down quickly!

With a loud "bang", the curser's head was smashed into the ground by him, and deep cracks opened around it.

——V Hesher.

Not far behind him, Fu Heihui suddenly raised his head.

Fuguro Megumi's pitch-black pupils trembled because of excessive shock, and he didn't even pay attention to the questioning gaze cast by his friend Kojou Yuhito.

He opened his mouth and found that his tongue was extremely dry: "You..."

"Ok?"

After Fu Heisher finished cleaning up the two curse masters, he put his hands in his pockets leisurely and turned around.

Fu Heihui suddenly fell silent.

He didn't know what to say, and he couldn't say anything.

He could only feel that his heart was beating violently due to some possible guess, and there seemed to be bursts of tinnitus from the eardrum.

This feeling is by no means a surprise.

But if it is anger, it is too monotonous.

"Oh, it's you kid..."

Different from how he treated the two curse masters just now, Fu Heisher's voice suddenly became lazier. He glanced at Fu Heihui briefly, then let out a "tch", and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Fu Heihui: "???"

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Fu Heisher suddenly spoke.

"You...what's your name now?"

Knotabagi Yuhito was confused.

He glanced at Fu Heihui, then turned his head to look at Fu Heisher. Immediately afterwards, this sports-oriented youth, who was definitely not low in intuition and acuity, seemed to have noticed something, and his expression instantly became terrified.

"..."

Fu Heihui lowered his head, no one knew what state of mind he was in right now, he just spit out a few syllables lightly.

"Fu Heihui."

Fu Heisher raised his eyes, and the figure of the other party was reflected in the black pupils that were exactly the same as those of the boy.

Then, he narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips spread rapidly as if spreading in the water.

He said: "What, there is no surname Zenyuan."

"That's great."

.........

Well, it's a father-son game that can't get involved.

Li Xiang and Yi Gu, who watched the audience, chose to leave tacitly, leaving space for the father and son who hadn't seen each other in ten years and had no clear entanglement. An atmosphere of embarrassment.

Every cause must bear fruit, and the retribution of Fu Heisher's death finally came.

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"Other places have almost stabilized." Kimoto Rika looked around and suggested to Otoko Yuta, "Shall we go back and find Teacher Gojo?"

"Okay." Yi Gu Youtai agreed unconditionally.

Even though he said so, neither Yi Gu nor Li Xiang felt that there would be any problem with Gojo Satoru.

——Facts have proved that FLAG cannot stand indiscriminately.

.........

[If you want to trap Gojo Wutiao at the prison gate, let him stay where he is, and just spend 1 minute in his mind. 】

However, at that moment, Gojo Satoru, what came to mind was three years of youth.

The leader of the enemy, the instigator of this conspiracy, finally revealed his true colors.

"Hi, Wu."

Wutiao Wuyan's pupils were frozen, and there seemed to be a layer of gray confusion in his blue pupils like an endless ice pool.

"...Jay?"

At this moment, the enemy has basically succeeded.

Use Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's "past" and use those three years of youth.

With the closure of the prison gate, the "time" condition is fulfilled.

"No, no."

Gojo Satoru's confusion only lasted for a short moment, the grayness was swept away, and the six eyes of Shenzi regained the clarity of the sky.

"You're not Jie, who are you?"

There was no way he could have mistaken his best friend.Six eyes may see things wrong, but his soul will never.

"Xia Youjie"'s smile froze, and he almost opened his mouth to ask how the other party knew.

In the next second, a voice that was exactly the same as his, with a slight smile, lightly entered everyone's ears.

"Thank you for being able to recognize me, Wu. I was still thinking, if you misidentified me, wouldn't it make sense not to let you taste ten magic balls?"

With the sound of this clear voice, the aura of mantra that belonged to him was also unreservedly released, clearly showing the identity of the visitor.

"Xia Youjie" complexion changed drastically, obviously the situation at this time exceeded his plan: "Who are you?!"

I saw a man with the same face as him, jumping down from the air, stepping firmly on the prison gate that was closing, and then I don't know what method he used, the magic power in his hand was released, and he stopped abruptly. Lived in the closure of the prison gate.

Oh, by the way, he stepped on the border of the prison gate, that is to say, he also stomped Gojo Satoru to the ground, letting the white cat's face touch the floor intimately.

Xia Youjie squatted down with a smile, still standing on Wujo Wu's back, and said hello: "Hi~ Long time no see, Wujo."

Gojo Satoru turned his head with difficulty, his face grim.

"Jie, get the hell out of me—!!"