Special A-level danger warning

The hall fell silent as if a curse had been cast on it. For a moment, everyone's eyes focused on Noctua Moth Zhengdao, and their eyes flickered a little.

The atmosphere was instantly depressingly silent, and no one chose to speak at this moment.

In the end, it was Jiashen of Leyan Temple who broke the silence. His hand leaning on crutches exerted a slight force, and his shriveled palm was full of old lines like a dead branch.

"Principal Night Moth, may I think you are threatening the Magic Society?"

Faced with this doubt, Noctua Zhengdao was about to say something when he was interrupted by a voice from outside the conference hall.

"Instead of threatening, you might as well treat it as intimidation."

Gojo Satoru kicked open the door recklessly, and the white bandage covering his face was replaced with a pair of sunglasses, which made people feel inexplicably mocking for some reason.

He has no scruples about interrupting the progress of the meeting at will, let alone showing good looks to the high-level people in the hall.

"Or is it that you are too old, old man, and can't bear the slightest stimulation?"

After all, no matter how many people were affected by the map cannon, Gojo Gojo walked to the side of Ye Mo Zhengdao on his own, squeezed hard, and successfully shared half of the seat.

The night moth Zhengdao, who had been forced to occupy half of the stool, tightened his face and controlled his eager heart, don't just punish this bad student in public.

Some high-level people who saw the disaster of Gojo Satoru also forced themselves not to show a frowning look of disgust, and put on a high-ranking, expressionless look.

Someone without self-knowledge was still taunting indiscriminately.

"Oh, don't shut up when I come, I heard you seem to be clamoring to sanction my students."

The six eyes hidden behind the sunglasses are beautiful and amazing, but they can't conceal the arrogance of the owner of these eyes, not to mention the unbeaten expression on Gojo Satoru's face, which really wants to make people hit him hard.

"I don't even think about whether my old teeth can move. If my teeth are broken, will I have to beat them up in anger?"

This kind of grinning tone successfully made Leyansi Kashin, who insisted on severe punishment, look down, and the thin old man stared at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru, who remained calm even though he was stared at by all the high-level officials, didn't feel anything wrong at all.

He tried a few times, and managed to squeeze out the right way of the night moth, and was able to monopolize the chair, then collapsed on the seat and waved his hands casually.

It almost directly filled up the hatred value, but there was no panic at all, but it was very leisurely.

"You didn't allow Yigu Youta to be executed by the spell association back then, but after the super-level spell spirit "Magic Box" appeared, you still had to guarantee the holder of the spell spirit...These events that did not touch the bottom line were discussed and agreed by the spell association . "

Jiashen of Leyan Temple tapped the ground with his crutches, and pointed out mercilessly: "Now, the question of whether to collude with the curse master is no longer the bottom line, but the temptation and collision between the two systems."

"It is not impossible for the magic world to be open to ordinary people, to be under the unified control of the government, and to be restrained everywhere."

"Do you want to be the creator of this possibility?"

"But your surname is Wutiao, Wutiao, one of the three imperial families, you shouldn't and can't do this."

Gojo Satoru supported his face with one hand, and listened quietly to the other party's words rarely, and the expression on his face did not change significantly for the reason why Leyansi Kashin obviously brought up the righteous theory.

His silence caused everyone in the hall to whisper, and the discussions became louder, basically revolving around his responsibility as the head of the Wutiao family, one of the three imperial families, and so on.

Gojo Satoru, who had heard a few words, had to reach out and dig his ears, feeling that he had wronged his ears to listen to these rubbish words.

If you have nothing to do, you will flaunt yourself as a noble conjurer. If there is a slight change, you must quickly extinguish it so as not to affect yourself. You will always use righteousness to oppress others. When encountering major events, you will only drag your legs...

Therefore, it would be best to completely destroy this rotten magic world.

Completely subverted from the inside out.

"I hate Zhenglun." Wujo Satoru's voice was not loud, but he quieted the noisy hall, "It's even more annoying when someone tells me what to do."

"However, unless I kill you all, I really can't find any other way to shut you up."

This made everyone frown, but anyone who is familiar with Gojo Satoru's bad character can know that this may not be a joke.

This guy will always be extra serious at some point.

After all, they are all within the range of Gojo Satoru's instant kill, so they have to be cautious.

"Advice or something doesn't seem like I would say it, but it's more like treasonous words to you."

Gojo Satoru was lying on the seat, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and he put his long legs that had nowhere to rest on the edge of the table, and swayed a few times to show his disrespect.

He took off his sunglasses, and his blue eyes were as deep as a galaxy, and he looked forward without any emotion, making everyone on the opposite side feel suffocated for no reason that he had nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape under these eyes.

Who can survive the target locked by Six Eyes?

"..."

At this moment, no one dared to speak first, and none of them could be sure what the strongest man in the magic world would do.

Will Wujo Satoru, who always does things as he pleases, kill a group of people who don't like it at all?

There is no doubt that everyone present will attach an affirmative answer.

"What I want to say is, compared to killing all of you one by one, is it better to overturn the table and quit?"

In the so-called righteousness, it's time for the world of conjuration to change.

The upper echelon that holds power has long been decayed. Before the new generation is harmed, let's overthrow everything that used to be.

Reset the sorcerer world.

"So, you should know how to do it, don't I need to visit you in person?"

There was no one present to refute.

So, Gojo Satoru swayed left and right, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, directly announcing the end of the meeting.

At the end of the incident, someone complained that the seat could not rotate 360°, ignoring the psychological shadow of other participants.

Ye Mozhengdao, who left with Wujo Wu, was also silent for a while, not very deeply sympathizing with the high-level mantra club who had experienced the difficulty of Wujo Wu.

He has come here all those years when he was Wujo Wu's head teacher, and he has long been familiar with this guy's dog virtue.

Facing this kind of person who flipped the table over at the slightest disagreement, everyone was probably so aggrieved that they vomited blood.

However, Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at the student beside him who was not walking properly, and asked in a serious voice.

"Jiashen of Leyan Temple seems to be specifically targeting Feng Xinzhi? Others are not so much echoing, but more likely for other purposes, for example..."

It is to weaken the strength of the five-article system.

Over the years, the conjurers who have been rescued or trained by Gojo Satoru (willfulness) are directly regarded by them as the forces of the Gojo family.

It is not incomprehensible that the top management wants to curb this momentum.

"I know, I know." Gojo Satoru immediately picked up Ye Mo Zhengdao's words, "That old man in Leyan Temple is targeting Zhizhi."

"reason?"

Glancing at Ye Mo Zhengdao, who was still kept in the dark, Gojo Satoru said cheerfully: "Do you still remember the most outstanding conjurer who performed in the Kyoto Hyakki Night Walk?"

The most outstanding performer in the First World War in Kyoto was not other conjurers, but a second-year student from Kyoto School named Todo Aoi.

This person single-handedly wiped out one super-level curse spirit and five first-level curse spirits.

Ye Mo Zhengdao frowned. He didn't know why Gojo Satoru brought up this matter, but he knew that the matter was not simple, so he nodded and let him continue.

"That guy, I mean Aoi Todo." Gojo Satoru showed a smile on his face, "He asked Leyan Temple to agree to his transfer request in exchange for getting rid of the super class."

Originally, she didn't expect that Dongtang Aoi could exorcise the super-level curse spirit under the siege of five first-level curse spirits, so she didn't care about this request, and agreed to bind Dongtang.

The result is like this, with restraints, Leyan Temple Jiashen can't even go back on his word.

So the principal of the Kyoto school, who had lost a gifted student, asked Qing Dongtang Aoi why he transferred to another school, and directly pointed the finger at Feng Xinzhi, who urged Dongtang to transfer to another school.

Coupled with the fact that other people also intend to tamper with Fengxin's identity as a child with supernatural powers, Leyan Temple Jiashen will follow the trend and kill him to death.

In the final analysis, it was just because of the incompatible battle between the Tokyo school and the Kyoto school, the only two schools in Japan competing for the source of students.

After hearing the reason, Ye Mo Zhengdao was not immediately happy, but looked at the questioning student in front of him seriously, and asked a serious question.

"Why don't I know about this kind of thing?"

Obviously, as the principal of the Tokyo school, he should have known about it immediately.

He said what the overt and covert run at Tianleyan Temple these days meant, and it turned out to be like this.

"I intercepted the message."

The culprit leaned in front of him with a smug face, not feeling anything wrong with his actions, and felt good about himself.

Looking at this bastard, Ye Mozheng's face was condensed, and he just wanted to bring him justice from heaven and let him know his majesty.

"Wait, why did Aoi Todo change schools because of Feng Xinzhi?"

Ye Mo Zhengdao suddenly realized that this reason was wrong, and smashed Gojo Wu's head with a hammer, but the latter quickly dodged it.

"Tell me, besides hiding Xia Youjie in the school, what else did you do?"

Even with Gojo Satoru's unreliable attributes, he has already imagined the terrible situation of this guy betraying his students for the sake of excellent students, and feels that there is nothing wrong at all, and it is something Gojo Satoru can do.

After all, he is the unethical teacher who has been the No. 1 most unreliable teacher in the school for many years.

"Hey Hey hey."

Wujo Satoru, who saw his thoughts, didn't want to admit this at all, and felt that Noctua Motha was slandering him.

He quickly rectified his name.

"It's Zhizhi, how can Dongtang express his affection for Zhizhi's best friend if he doesn't do this?"

It's all because of childishness, it has nothing to do with him at all.