Undead meow of a certain college

—he knew the truth.

The Chanyuan even understood this.

——But he actually told me to kill this woman? !

——What is he thinking?

—Did he really see through my plan?

In Zenyuan Shiya's original plan, what he has to do now is to delay the time and wait for the two evils to come.

But in the current situation, his delaying behavior will seem to prove that he himself is not the "person who wants to kill" he said.

This is about losing your wife and losing your army, right?

If he continues to follow the plan, not only will he fail to obtain half of Gojo Satoru's strength, but even the character set he is building will be destroyed.

Do not!He doesn't want to do this!

He grabbed Jiangxue and controlled his eyes not to move away from Wujo Wu.

Can't show guilt.

His breathing gradually became short, and he felt his hands start to tremble again.

Although he didn't look down, he could imagine what kind of scene it was at the woman's neck.

The red must be spreading.

The fantasy picture exploded into fragments in his mind, spreading the red color throughout his mind.

There was no other choice, he had to... had to kill this woman with his own hands.

For his secret, for his character design, for his plan.

——If you can't even do this, how can you talk about revenge?

- Then am I kidding?

That's right, that's it.

So... move, my hand.

·

Gojo Satoru looked at Zenyuan Shiya who was staring at him unblinkingly, waiting patiently for his cat's response.

What would his cat do?

Will his cat do it?

The memory of those few minutes spent with his cats as a child suddenly became clear.

He remembered that at that time, Mao Mao's face was full of innocent and lovely smiles.

Although this is the most common immature appearance at that age, he thought in his heart that Mao Mao was too childish, which seemed to lower his IQ at that age.

He didn't want to talk to the immature child, but the immature child kept nagging in his ears, completely ignoring him and ignoring his behavior.

He wanted to leave, but he heard the childish cat say to him: "Brother Wutiao! I will become as powerful as you in the future! I want to protect everyone!"

Ah, Mao Mao used to call him brother~ Why did he only remember the second half of the sentence before?

[Obviously the title in the first half of the sentence is worth remembering more, okay? 】

In short, at that time, when he heard such words from a child who didn't even have spell power, he became interested for a while.

He remembered talking to Maomao, but... what did he say?

The clear memory ends at Maomao's innocent smile, and everything is blurred after that.

What did he say?

What did the cat respond to?

He always felt as if he had forgotten some agreement.

Forced to think about the long-term memory, the more he couldn't remember it, Wujo Satoru easily gave up and continued thinking.

He looked at his cat, and suddenly realized something: Although his cat was looking at him, but in fact it seemed to be wandering?

Is there anything more worth thinking about than him?

And, why don't you even blink?

The insight of the six eyes is used in strange places again.

Gojo Satoru saw the slight unnatural trembling of Zenyuan Shiya's eyelashes, and saw the red blood gradually oozing from Zenyuan Shiya's eyes.

Of course, he didn't miss Chanyuan's trembling hands and legs that were about to become unsteady.

This pitiful, heart-wrenching appearance is completely different from the cat in memory.

At that time, Mao Mao was more like a child growing up in a honeypot, carefree and innocent.

And now...

Rarely, he reflected on himself: Is it a little too much?

His cat is a good cat, that's right, let's call it a day.

Thinking of this, he teleported to the side of Shi Ye in the Zen Yuan, put one hand on Mao Mao's shoulder, and the other grabbed Mao Mao's hand holding Jiang Xue.

So cold.

— This was his first reaction.

In the night wind, the temperature of the cat's paws was almost as warm as ice.

He held this hand vainly, not daring to use too much force.

——There is always an illusion that if you use too much force, the cat's paws will shatter like ice.

The body automatically approached Mao Mao, his chest pressed against Mao Mao's back, and he wrapped the Zen Garden in his arms.

Just like an ordinary person holding a stray cat in his arms in a snowstorm, he blocked the night wind for the cat and tried to transfer his body temperature to the cat.

His eyes softened, he lowered his head, and whispered in Shiye's ear, "Good boy."

·

When the warm chest pressed against his back, Chanyuan Shi also felt the warmth again from his numb back due to excessive blood loss.

It was as if the only match left in his hand had finally been struck.

Flame, burnt up.

A warm feeling spread from his back all the way forward, and soon spread to his whole body.

It seemed that even the malice that had tightly entangled him had become thinner.

But slowly, the pain sense recovered again. The severe pain crawling from the depths of the skin and from the cracks in the bones made him break out in a cold sweat, and brought him back to reality from peace of mind.

What did Wujo Satoru just say?

Good... good boy?

Why do you speak in such an elder tone?They are obviously the same age, right?

Ah no, the focus of this sentence should not be in this place.

The point is... He was defined as a "good boy"? !

Sure enough, is he still too useless?Obviously, as long as he exerts a little force, the sharpest blade in the world can help him achieve his goal.

Why, why was he one step slower?

It must be because Gojo Satoru is too fast!It must be so!

Zenyuan Shi also resolutely blamed Gojo Wu in his heart.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, anyway, getting half of Gojo Satoru's strength is an extravagant wish, isn't it?It's only natural that you can't get it.

At least his plan hasn't completely failed, at least his purpose of delaying time has been achieved, hasn't it?

Those two malices are already very close, he can...

"Who do you think is a good boy!" He suddenly exerted force, trying to break free from Gojo Satoru's hand.

While struggling, he seemed to have finally lost his strength, Jiangxue slipped from his hands, and the woman was let go by him.

A woman who has been struggling to "revenge her child" will naturally not miss this opportunity.

She caught Jiangxue, and as Zenyuan Shiye expected, she did not run away immediately, but turned around and looked at Zenyuan Shiye with eyes full of hatred.

She also knew that if she didn't seize this opportunity, she would never have the chance to "revenge her child".

She has been exposed in front of Gojo Satoru, and there is absolutely no chance of revenge other than now!

Even if it was a trap, she stepped on it without hesitation.

"Go to hell!" The woman stabbed Jiangxue towards Shiye's chest in the Buddhist monastery.

At the same time, two figures connected together appeared in the darkness.

The ugly curse spirit grabbed the corpse with empty eyes and rushed out quickly. When passing by the boy's body, its claws suddenly grabbed the boy's body and threw it into its mouth.

In an instant, the spell power soared, and the spell spirit completed the transformation from the second level to the super level.

Together with the woman, the newly born super mantra rushed towards the monastery.