Undead meow of a certain college

The people behind quickly chased after him, and the Chanyuan didn't stop at all, and continued to run forward.

In a few seconds, the five people came to the place where Shi Ye had just stopped, and picked up the arrow that had been thrown on the ground.

"There's blood! He's hurt!" said the only woman in the line.

The rough male voice sounded again: "Then why is he running faster and faster? Is your brother's accuracy good?"

Was actually questioned?Just now they all saw the arrow being shot with their own eyes|they were not even bothered when they entered the Buddhist monastery.

The woman and her brother were about to lose their temper, but the short man immediately persuaded him: "Stop arguing, the most important thing now is to catch him, and we can't let him run away."

Once their locations and identities are exposed, and Gojo Satoru finds out, they are finished.

"Hmph! Useless things!" The irritable man lowered his head, sniffed at the arrow in the woman's hand, and then snatched the arrow, "Let me do it!"

The woman and her brother wanted to refute, but they were held down by the short man one by one.

He winked at the two of them.

The siblings gritted their teeth, thinking of the consequences if the Chanyuan even ran out, they temporarily suppressed the anger in their hearts.

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On the other side, Zen Yuan Shi Ye ran two more steps toward the exit, then stopped suddenly.

Not only because he found that the people behind him stopped, but also because he found that the surveillance camera in front was turned on.

Just now he was able to run so recklessly and show his abilities so recklessly, just because the people behind him couldn't see it, and the monitoring was turned off, no one would find out his secret.

But now, the monitor in front was not turned off.

He looked back and confirmed that the surveillance at the rear was still off, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least so far, no one has found out.

It is impossible to go ahead, but it is too conspicuous to turn around like this.

Or is it okay to give up other people and only need the strength just now?

Clenching his right hand in the air, he feels the new power in his body, but he is a little bit reluctant.

The curse master who killed him just now was quite powerful, much better than him hunting curse spirits.

Just when he was struggling, someone made a choice for him.

He suddenly felt a huge pulling force coming from behind, trying to drag him back.

With a thought, he instantly relaxed his body and let that force pull him back.

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On the other side of the five people, the irascible man's index finger had a trace of Zenyuan Shiya's blood stuck to his fingertips, and he was releasing a spell forward.

Feeling the movement of the target, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

"You still have to rely on me!" He taunted, "The strength of resistance is extremely weak, it's just running fast, and it's still a waste!"

The woman retorted from the side: "If my brother hadn't stabbed him first, would you have gotten his blood?"

If there is no blood, this man's technique is just a decoration, useless at all.

The man didn't take it seriously, and just continued to stare at the front, his eyes fluttering with excitement.

At this moment, the thin and tall man who had not spoken all this time reminded: "He broke through the ceiling to get out, how can this be trash?"

The woman and the irritable man suddenly choked.

The two of them were so engrossed in arguing that they almost forgot about it.

The irritable man looked unnatural for a moment, and then retorted: "Maybe it's a magic tool? It's hidden from us. Otherwise, look."

He said and raised his chin forward.

They could already see the back of Zenyuan Shiya in their line of sight.

I saw Zenyuan Shi was also waving his hands in the air, but he couldn't slow down the speed of retreating towards them at all.

Seems like it's really just crap?

The thin and tall man was suspicious of this, he didn't believe that the hole in the ceiling before was caused by a magic tool, and Zenyuan Shi Ye was running too fast just now, none of the five of them could catch up to him.

There must be a problem.

He ignored the others, and silently put his hand on the knife at his waist.

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On the Zenyuan Shiya side, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to malice, and finally looked back.

When his eyes swept over the tall and thin man's hand, he laughed in his heart.

Fortunately, someone is not so stupid, and his hard-working performance is not in vain.

While thinking, he had come to a place one meter away from the five people.

It's now!

He turned around in an instant, broke free from the violent man's technique, and snatched the bloody arrow from the violent man's hand.

The target, of course, was the Cursed Master who had already obtained half of his strength.

Although this person's strength is not bad, compared to his original strength, it is only half, and even less than a quarter.

It's not worthwhile to suffer for that little bit of strength.

He mouthed: "Goodbye."

As for whether this can directly solve a person... of course it doesn't matter.

It's the process that matters.

It doesn't matter if this blow fails to deal with the Curser, as long as we solve it together in the end.

His speed was so fast that no one else could react for a while.Only the thin and tall man had been prepared, and he had already drawn his sword at the moment when even the Chanyuan made an attack.

Zenyuan Shiya's strength growth will not be reflected in the body, so his body is still very fragile.

The big knife slashed at his flesh and blood, just like cutting tofu.

hiss--

pain--

The knife is quick, but it still hurts.

When he rushed towards the woman's brother by inertia, his consciousness had already begun to dissipate.

One advantage of being frail is that you die quicker.

For Zenyuan Shiye, this is indeed a benefit.

He landed heavily on the place where the woman's younger brother was originally, his back was covered in blood and blood.

"Dead?" the woman asked.

The irritable man kicked Shi Ye in the Zen garden: "Yes?"

The thin and tall man was very confident in himself, but he didn't bother to talk to the two of them, so he just put away his knife casually.

Only the short man frowned.

Make up.Of course you have to make up the knife.

He knelt down and picked up the arrow in Zenyuan Shiye's hand, and stabbed it hard a dozen times in the bloody mess.

The thin and tall man was a little displeased, but he took a step back and didn't speak.

Seeing this, the other three people also reacted and made up their swords one after another.

There are too many back-ups, and the eyes are full of red.None of them noticed that amidst the bloody mess, each wound was recovering rapidly.

>>>>>>

After a few minutes.

Zenyuan Shi also stood in the pool of blood, and wiped the blood on his face casually.

He squatted down | picked up a mobile phone, and dialed the number he had already memorized.

The phone was connected instantly.

"What!" Gojo Satoru's voice sounded immediately.

It seems a little eager.

Hearing Wujo Wu's voice, Zenyuan even showed a smile on his face, and he asked, "How do you know it's me?"

Gojo Satoru's voice became more leisurely, with a carefree tone: "Because we have a good understanding~"

Zenyuan Shi also answered, "Tell me if you have a good heart, do you know where I am now?"

Gojo Satoru replied, "Look up, that's all."

Zenyuan Shi also raised his head immediately, and Wujo Wu's figure suddenly appeared in his sight, and then hugged him.

"You... how could you..."

The Chanyuan never expected Gojo Satoru to find this place so quickly.

In other words, he didn't think Wujo Satoru would really come to him.After all, Gojo Satoru should also know that he was taken away on purpose, and he should also know that he can handle it alone.

If it wasn't for the monitoring at the exit, he might not be able to explain why he dealt with these people alone, and he wouldn't even make this call to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Wu touched the top of his hair and replied, "Because we have a good understanding, of course we can find you!"

His tone was relaxed, his usual tone.

But hearing this same tone as usual, Chanyuan Shiya's heart suddenly softened.

The so-called tacit understanding is of course impossible for Wutiaowu to know where he is, and Jiangxue is not by his side. It is not easy for Wutiaowu to find him so quickly.

But Gojo Satoru still came, and so soon.

Just... so happy.

He rubbed Wujo Wujo's chest with his face, then put his arms around Wujo Wu's waist.

"Well, there is a tacit understanding." He said.

Gojo Satoru held Zenyuan Shiya's hand slightly harder, and pressed his cat even tighter in his arms.

His cat, his cat, is here.