Has wtw entered the necropolis?

"Sweetness makes me feel better."

After eating the one in her hand, she licked the sugar scum on her fingertips, her brows and eyes curled up so deliciously, she was in such a good mood that she was even willing to use a quarter of her spell power, and said to Gojo Satoru: "As long as I'm here Within one meter of you, your brain will not be able to absorb all the information that contains mana—for half an hour.”

After finishing speaking, she signaled Gojo Satoru to take off the sunglasses.

Gojo Satoru blinked, and took off his sunglasses under her gaze. Those stunningly beautiful azure eyes were instantly revealed in front of her eyes. Looking around, a trace of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

"Wow! The brain is so relaxed at this moment!" Gojo Satoru shook his head, and every time the familiar feeling under the sunglasses did not appear, the whole person suddenly became excited.

"My whole body is refreshed."

"Lend me your sunglasses."

Fuguro Nami took his sunglasses and put them on with great interest, her vision instantly became dark, and she couldn't see anything. After three seconds, she decisively threw the sunglasses back to Gojo Satoru.

"Thanks, I'm not interested anymore."

Sure enough, the sunglasses that Gojo Satoru is wearing are not ordinary things, just wearing this pair of sunglasses, how does he see things?

After handing back the sunglasses to Gojo Satoru, Fuguminai turned around and walked directly towards the door where the old father was sitting. Just two or three steps away, a balloon suddenly floated in front of her. When they collided, a little boy in a kimono suddenly ran up and grabbed the balloon to prevent the incident.

"Are you OK?"

Hearing the clear voice of the little boy, Fuku Nami looked up subconsciously, and saw a boy who was half a head taller than her standing in front of her. The distance between the two was a little too close, so that she could smell the light breath on the other person's body. Light fragrance.

No unpleasant taste.

"It's okay." Fukura Nami shook her head, she didn't even see his appearance clearly, her attention was attracted by the doll he held in his hand, and she looked back after just one glance.

Zenyuan Naoya seemed to know her secret, so he simply stuffed the doll into her arms, raised his eyebrows, "Here you are. By the way, I'm yours—" Just when he was about to tell his seniority, he got stuck After thinking about the generation gap between himself and her, he said slowly: "You should call me uncle."

"Your father is my cousin."

"??" Hearing this, Fu Hei Nami raised her small face, stared at him without blinking her purple eyes, and sneered at the words: "A member of the Chanyuan family?"

Seeing her like this, Zenyuan Naoya showed a trace of sullenness on his face.

"Is this your attitude towards the Chanyuan family?"

"And did you do what happened this morning?"

He still didn't forget to ask about what happened to the members of the Zen Academy this morning.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Fuguro Nami rolled his eyes at him, and from the corner of his eyes, he glanced behind a few kimono servants who seemed to be walking over, and snorted, his chin slightly raised, "You don't have any evidence to stop Slander me."

After a pause, she looked at the man who walked behind Zenyuan Naoya, "Are you trying to force me to go back to Zenyuan's house?"

"I thought the Chanyuan family would be wise and make the most correct choice."

She pretended to shrug her shoulders helplessly, then turned her head and shouted at Gojo Wu who was watching the play: "Gojo Wu, your junior has been bullied, why don't you come over?"

"I see you're having a good time~" Gojo Satoru took out a macaron from the bag and took a bite, walked to Fukunami's side while eating, raised his eyes and glanced at Zenyuan Naoya, "Yo, a member of the Zenyuan family .”

After seeing Wujo Wujo, Zenyuan Naoya suddenly tensed up, staring at the young man who had been pressing on his head, a trace of jealousy that could not be concealed gradually appeared in his eyes, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist .

"Wujo Wu, this is the business of our Chanyuan family." Although he knew that he would meet Wujo Wu, he just didn't expect Wujo Wu to just stand there and bring him such a great sense of oppression, as if he couldn't even breathe. get tough.

This is the strongest existence in the magic world.

A big hand was placed on Fuguro Nami's shoulder, and Gojo Satoru leaned forward and smiled at him, "Wrong, now Nami is my man—"

"People who are not members of the Chanyuan family, remember this."

Fuhei Nami suppressed his desire to refute this, but couldn't help but muttered in his heart. On the surface, he still gave him face very much, and he nodded, "My father's surname is Fuhei now. If you really want me to go back to the Zen Academy if--"

She suddenly outlined a meaningful smile, leaned close to Zenyuan Naozai's ear, and said in a voice that was only audible to the two of them: "The Zenyuan family will change their surname to Fuhei in the future."

After finishing the words, she pulled Gojo Satoru directly past the boy who was stunned on the spot, and walked towards Fuheshier who was waiting for her not far away.

Chanyuan Naozai's pupils suddenly constricted, his lips were pressed into a straight line, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are so bold—" you dared to say such provocative words to him, the future heir of the Zenyuan family.

"Young master?" The man looked worriedly at the boy who seemed to be in a rage, and couldn't help but shouted.

Hearing the man's voice ringing in his ears, the anger in his heart was gradually extinguished, Zenyuan Naoya closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'm fine." But he had to tell his father about this, and then wait for his father to make a decision.

If he really wanted to take Fuhe Nami back to the Zen Academy, he would never let her step on his head!

Fu Heisher's children should obediently crawl at his feet, instead of delusional to climb up to the position of leader of the Buddhist monastery.

"Who is that?"

Fuheshier, who was not good at remembering the appearance of men, had no idea who this boy was at all.

"The people from the Chanyuan family don't know who they are." Nami Fugumin shrugged, took the bag from Gojo Satoru, took out the drink and distributed it to Fuheshier's family and others, then took out the canned juice and put it in the Changsha Sitting down on the chair, he kept complaining: "—and let me call you uncle."

"uncle?"

Hearing this title, Fu Heisher raised his brows high, turned his head to look at the back of the boy in the distance again, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He probably remembered the identity of this brat, but...

His guts are really good.

"Er——" After drinking a few sips of fruit juice, Fuhe Nami suddenly reached out and grabbed the old father's clothes and shook it. He raised his head slightly and looked at him, not caring about Qi Muxia Youjie and others beside him, " Tell me, if I take down the Chanyuan family, what is my chance of winning?"

Before Fuheshier could answer this question, Saiki Kusuo, who was standing not far away enjoying the night view, turned around and spoke first:

[If you want - the success rate is as high as 80. 】

He didn't dare to talk too much, after all, he hadn't fought with the magicians yet, so he couldn't figure out their strength for the time being.

Hearing this suddenly, Gojo Satoru was interested and ran to sit next to her, with his big hands on the back of the chair and his right foot on his left leg, "Yes~ If Nami wants to take down the Zenyuan family, Gojo Home can help you~"

"If the Chanyuan's family changes to someone in charge, maybe we can still cooperate well~"

Xia Youjie laughed lightly, his eyes flicked across Qi Mu Kusuo and the others, and finally fixed on Fu Heisher, and asked him a question that he was more concerned about: "How much did Teacher Fu Hei say to the old man of the Shangchanyuan?" Seize to win."

"[-]-[-], let's draw." Fu Heisher frowned and thought for a while before saying.

He is not a conjurer, and if he wants to fight against the Zhipi people of the Zen Yuan, he has to use a magic tool. Once he loses the magic tool, he can only fight with people.Of course, if even they all help, a mere Chanyuan family is no problem.

After all, as long as the Zhipiren and his heirs of the Zenyuan are taken down quickly and accurately, the Zenyuan family who have nothing to do with their appearance is actually not a problem.Especially Zenyuan Naozai's generation, if he remembers correctly, there are several older brothers on top of that stinky boy, and each of them is secretly scheming to kill the other so that he can inherit the Zenyuan family.

Mori Ogai, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "Maybe the port afia can also bring you some small help." Now he is the new leader of the port afia. They will all obey him, and there is basically no need to worry about helping Fushi Nami.

For the long-term benefit of the future, Mori Ogai does not mind extending a friendly hand to her at this time.Moreover, even if he doesn't make a move, Osamu Dazai will help, so it's better to take advantage of the situation to become this kind of situation.

In this way, the strength of Portafia, Saiki Kusuo, Gojo Satoru and others, as well as the strength of the three members of the Fuhei family, can be gathered here, and the entire Chanyuan family can be overthrown directly.

only--

"This matter has to be discussed in the long run." Mori Ogai smiled, handed the ice cream in his hand to Fukunami, and then explained: "Of course, if you don't care about the loss, I can arrange this for you tomorrow."

"No, nothing in the Zenyuan family can't be missing." Fuhe Nami licked the ice cream, thinking of the disciples of the Zenyuan family he had seen, curled his lips, "I want them to be willing to hand over the Zenyuan family to me."

"It's not a big problem." Wujo Wu stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, leaned back on the chair, looked up at the night sky, and said softly: "Anyway, I also want to be a Buddhist monk, so we can arrange it directly after we go back." let's go!"

"Count me in." Yarui Nishiko put away her phone, looked sideways at Nami Fukuro, with a slight smile on her lips, "I can be an assistant in the back~" Although she was sure she wanted these guys to get hurt It's just too difficult.

Well~ It's not bad to watch the excitement.

Fuhe Nami didn't respond to them immediately, but looked at Fuheshier who couldn't see any emotion with his eyes shining.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

"You don't want me to take over the Zenyuan family." Fuheshier dug his ears and said with a bored face: "If I have that free time, I might as well go betting on the horses."

The point is that if the Chanyuan family falls into his hands, it will probably take less than half a year for him to defeat them all.

"..."

Then, her eyes shifted to her own brother.

Seeing her sister's eyes falling on her, Fu Heihui immediately hid behind Xia Youjie, and said with a sullen face, "I don't want to take over the annoying Zenyuan family!"

what the hell……

In the end, she proposed to take over the entire Chanyuan family, but will she have to take over herself in the end?

【Taking over may not be bad for you. 】

Saiki Kusuo took a sip of the juice, put one hand in his trouser pocket, his pink hair fluttered in the wind, and his expressionless face showed a sense of indifference.

[You can get closer to the high level of spells. 】