Undead meow of a certain college

Seeing the woman attacking him, Zenyuan even closed his eyes subconsciously.

It was too close to the last death, and the feeling of fear was still clearly engraved in his mind.

Only those who have experienced death know how terrible death is.Even though he knew that he would not really die, he couldn't restrain his fear.

His body instinctively resisted the feeling, and he shrank back instinctively.

The back that wasn't pressed tightly was completely pressed against Gojo Satoru's chest, and the wound was touched, but the severe pain couldn't overcome the feeling of reassurance, making him involuntarily want to get closer, and get closer.

No matter how painful it is, I want to be closer to you.

Because you are Wujo Wu.

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Gojo Satoru has always been wary of the woman, and also of the curse spirit that is coming here.

Although everything happened quickly, he made the best choice at the moment of crisis.

He paused for a moment when he was pressed tightly by the Zen Yuan Shiya.

Sure enough, his cat actually likes him. Although he barks his teeth and claws, he has learned to rely on him.

If it weren't for the current situation, he really wanted to rub the cat's head and enjoy the joy of sucking cats written in the "Guide to Supporting Cat Owners".

So, get rid of these annoying guys first.

It was obviously not a good choice to use "Cang" at such a close distance, he blocked the attack purely with mana.

After the smoke and dust passed, he saw that the curse spirit was carrying a living corpse on its back, protecting the woman behind it.It was wounded, but clearly far from exterminated.

He raised his eyebrows, and stood in front of Shiya, before the curse spirit and the woman attacked again.

"Kid, don't move, or the punishment will be doubled~"

At this time, he still remembered what he had said to Zenyuan Shiye before.

Zen Yuan even heard the words and opened his eyes.

Gojo Gojo's tall back occupied most of his line of sight, making it impossible for him not to focus on him.

——Although, even if Gojo Satoru is far away, his attention will only be attracted by him.

——How can such a shining existence not attract people's attention?

He can't wait for punishment or something.It would be better if he could be killed.

But he knew that he was delusional.

It really is the only light in his life...

fair enough.

He slowly stroked his heart.

At least in this way, the light source that once gave him light in the dark can remain here forever.

The strength in his body was gradually disappearing, he obediently did not run around, but slowly squatted down on the spot, hugging his knees tightly.

He curled up, as if he was tightly embracing the light in his heart, trying to find a sense of peace in this malicious environment.

He felt that the previously scattered malice had gathered here and was about to pounce on him.

In the red pupils, Gojo Gojo was confronting the super curse spirit, not too close to him, as if he had no time to take care of him.

But he is Wujo Wu, so he can definitely do it.

However, at this moment, he heard Gojo Satoru say: "Jie, I will leave the child to you."

"Do you need to tell me?" Xia Youjie said and quickly came to him.

When the curse spirits dragging the living corpses appeared, another curse spirit appeared in front of him and helped him block all the attacks.

At the same time, Xia Youjie stretched out his hand towards him and asked him, "Can you still stand up?"

Zenyuan Shi also moved his gaze from Wujou's direction to Xia Youjie's body bluntly, like a marionette being manipulated by |.

He looked at Xia Youjie's smiling face, and instead of stretching out his hand, enduring the pain, he hugged his knees and moved a step away on the ground.

It's so cute that people can't help but laugh, but Xia Youjie couldn't laugh.

Not only because of the uncontrollable pain on Zenyuan Shiye's face, but also because of...

He could feel that this boy was rejecting him.

Or even, hating him?

No, it's more like he's scared of him.

Xia Youjie couldn't help recalling what he did just now.

Did he show anything scary?

Or was his smile just not natural enough?Scared people?

He leaned over and stretched out his hand again, trying to pull up the Zen garden.

"Don't be afraid, I—"

However, before he could finish his sentence, Chanyuan Shi hugged his knees and moved two small steps, becoming even further away from him.

The red pupils looked at him vigilantly, as if looking at something terrible.

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Even the Chanyuan was really afraid.

The light in his heart can only be used as psychological comfort forever, without the real Gojo Satoshi by his side, he is drowning in strong malice, feeling that the whole world is terribly terrible.

He knew who the man in front of him was.

He heard Gojo Satoru call before, and he also heard this person's voice, and he could tell that this person didn't want him to appear here.

But he was brought and protected, which held them back.

If he wasn't here, Wujo Wu could wipe out these curse spirits without any scruples...

After all, Wujo Wu is the strongest when he is alone.

So, this person must be hating him, right?

Although he can't feel the malice through the air, he must be able to feel it when he is touched, right?

He was already entangled with so much thick malice, and he didn't want to feel any more.

Thinking of this, he hugged his knees and moved again.

His apparent escape would definitely make this person hate him even more.

Look, this person can't even maintain a fake smile on his face, he is indeed a hypocrite!

He is too familiar with this kind of thing. People who obviously don't feel any malice will suddenly give him malice in an inadvertent moment.

As long as you don't get close, you won't feel malicious.

But at the same time, he didn't forget his desire to become stronger.

Sticking to the conclusion that "this person is a hypocrite", he said, "Go away! Stop being hypocritical! Disgusting! Disgusting!"

He moved towards the direction of the curse spirit little by little, the wound where the blood had solidified was torn open, and drops of blood fell to the ground, leaving a bloodstain.

Behind him, the curse spirit who slipped through the net quietly appeared, desperately trying to give him a fatal blow.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wujo Wu still didn't seem to have the intention of rushing over.

His body stiffened, and he finally had the idea of ​​fleeing.

He can't die here!You can't die in the hands of such a weak curse spirit!His secrets, his plans, everything about him...

But...he had no strength left.

And the person Gojo Satoru entrusted hated him.

No one will come to rescue him, so...is that the end?

Everything in the past two days was like a dream, like a punishment given to him by God again, making him act out another joke.

The hands holding his knees slowly slipped down, and a second before he closed his eyes, he saw Xia Youjie's figure passing in front of his eyes, and came to the malice that was pounced on him.

Did this person actually come to save him?

It must be all illusions, all fake...

A feeling of peace of mind suddenly appeared, and there was a hint of sweet taste in the nostrils.

It is Wujo Satoru.

Even if he didn't have the strength to open his eyes again, he knew that the person who was hugging him was Gojo Satoru.

A familiar voice sounded next to my ear: "You're disobedient again? I can't get away with double punishment~"