Seven Seas Senior's Domestic Evil Dragon

The youth's crisp voice was like a cluster of flames, instantly igniting the tension and anxiety in the air.

The cursers went mad.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"It's Wujo Wu, it's Wujo Wu, run!"

"What are you afraid of! We have so many people, can't we kill him?!"

"Give him Su Nuo's finger!"

The auction hall suddenly became chaotic. Amidst the loud noise, the bells hanging above the auction hall automatically turned without wind. The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and an ominous chill rose from under everyone's feet.

The boss of the organizer was trampled on the soles of his feet by Gojo Satoru, his face was deformed by the step, but he was muttering something, Gojo Satoru made a gesture of listening with interest.

Su Da also looked at him with those bright eyes, as if looking forward to his performance.

Finally, the curse master boss finished reciting the lengthy incantation.

boom--!

The table in the auction house suddenly split open in the middle, and countless wriggling worms mixed with plasma poured out from the ground.

The strong smell of blood immediately permeated the air.

A curse master was shocked and said: "It's the hell worm, he released the hell worm—"

Hell worms feed on the curse power of conjurers. In order to cultivate this group of hell worms, the curse master has killed countless curse masters and conjurers. He is a very famous and ruthless character among curse masters.

"Wow." Gojo Satoru suddenly realized, "So you are that famous hell worm."

He whistled, lowered his head, looked at the curser at his feet through the pure white bandage, and commented playfully: "You have more food than I imagined."

"you--!"

Before the curse master finished speaking, Gojo Satoru stepped on his neck and broke his neck. After a crisp sound of broken bones, uncontrollable hell worms poured out from the ground continuously, indiscriminately inflicted on the curse masters present. attack.

It's a pity that neither blood plasma nor hell worms can penetrate Wujo Wu's infinite limit.

The cursed masters who were overwhelmed by the hellworms turned into white bones in the blink of an eye. The skeletons were poured into the blood plasma, and were quickly corroded by the blood plasma, turning into pools of blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Amidst the screams that seemed to be in hell, Su Da stood there without changing his expression, letting the blood plasma and hellworms flood his ankles.

These two things could neither bite his flesh nor corrode the clothes made of scales.

Although his physical fitness in human form was far inferior to that in Dragon form, against such a few miscellaneous fish, Su Da felt that his defense was already high enough, and there was no need to be particularly vigilant.

"Can't get out... There is a 'tent', and there is a 'tent' that prohibits us from escaping!"

"Damn it! They took advantage of us not paying attention and secretly set up the 'account'!"

Su Da pointed to the noisy curse masters over there, and asked Gojo Wu: "Teacher, do you want to start?"

Gojo Satoru turned his neck, and casually assigned a class assignment to the only student in front of him: "No hurry. Can you see the cursed object under the table? That's the source of hellworms, you go and close that thing first. "

Su Da snorted, and asked calmly: "Is it turned off, not destroyed?"

"That's right, we took this thing back for business, and said that it was because of this thing that we got involved in the auction. Ha, the excuse is reasonable, the teacher is really a genius."

So Su Da no longer cared about the curse master in this room. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped directly into the sea of ​​creeping insects. He didn't care about the sound of hellworms cracking on the soles of his shoes one after another.

The juvenile with a handsome face is paired with this terrifying sea of ​​insects that makes people tremble, it is really a very shocking picture.

I saw the young man calmly approaching the source of the hellworms gushing out, and fished out a honeycomb-like magic tool that kept spitting out hellworms out of the plasma with his bare hands.

"Is it this?"

When he said this, the cursed thing was still spitting out hideous bugs.

Su Da tilted his head, and said distressedly: "But how to close this?"

Gojo Satoru, who finished the homework assignment, had already caught up with the conjurers who were circling around the tent with long legs.

"Oh, I've already said that I am Wujo enlightened, if I let you go like this, wouldn't I, the strongest magician, lose face?"

It looks like it's about to kill.

Su Da resolutely gave up asking for help from the fierce Wutiao teacher, and instead captured a trembling curse master.

The teenager asked: "Do you know how to turn off this thing?"

The trembling Curse Master: "..."

Help, this kid still has hell worms on his hands!

……

At one o'clock in the morning, people who hadn't fallen asleep and were still playing with their mobile phones tacitly swiped the same photo.

In the photo, Su Da and Gojo Satoru make a V comparison in the dimly lit camera, behind them are a group of curse masters who have been beaten into pig heads, and all the curse masters put on smiling faces that are uglier than crying, as if after taking this photo It's like going to the execution ground.

The Godfather of Erwuzai, who was far away in Shenbin, yawned and liked the news leisurely.

[Pan Xing Sect Patriarch]: Has the finger been recovered smoothly?

Soon, Suda replied:

[Evil Dragon Roaring]: Well, it was eaten by me.

[Pan Xing Sect Patriarch]: ...

When Su Da said this, he would not be sleepy.

[Pan Xing Sect Patriarch]: Is it delicious?

[Evil Dragon Roaring]: That's it...it's okay, not as delicious as imagined.

[Pan Xing Sect Patriarch]: Is there any discomfort?

[Evil Dragon Roaring]: No, but I suddenly want to eat Kamihama's oden, but unfortunately we are in Sendai.I am looking for a store that is still open with Mr. Gojo.

"..."

Xia Youjie pinched the phone, not knowing what to feel for a while.

Should it be called Dragon?

After eating Su Nuo's fingers, he can still communicate with others in such an ordinary tone... It can only be said that he is a Dragon.

After a while, Suda sent another message.

[Evil Dragon Roaring]: Mr. Xia You, Teacher Wutiao asked me to ask you, can I eat the two fingers you gave us?I feel like my stomach is the best place to keep it.

Such a polite question is not Gojo Satoru's style at first glance, and Su Da is probably the only one who wants to ask him this question.

Xia Youjie turned over in the quilt and replied:

[Pan Xing Sect Patriarch]: You can deal with it as you like, the things that have been given away have nothing to do with me.

[Evil Dragon Roars]: Good!thank you!

Su Da pressed the phone and said happily, "Teacher! Mr. Xia You said it's okay to eat!"

Wutiao Wudao: "I'll just say, he will definitely not object to such a trivial matter."

He fumbled in his pocket and tossed the remaining two fingers to Suda.

"Here, I'll trouble you to deal with it, and the teacher will treat you later."

Su Da curled his lips, "It was supposed to be your treat, but I stood in line for four and ten minutes for you..."

Hearing the student's usual complaints, Gojo Satoru turned his neck casually. He still carried the fierce killing intent after a massacre, and his aura was much more aggressive than usual. It can be said that he was showing his true colors. Fortunately The only student didn't care about it.

Suddenly, Gojo Wu asked quietly, "Su Da, have you washed your hands?"

"Eh?" Su Da immediately defended: "I cleaned it with magic! This is not a hand that touched bugs!"

"Oh." Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "I didn't wash it. Let me use the magic circle that can wash my hands."

……

At the same time, a hospital in Sendai.

The nurse on duty whispered: "My condolences, Mr. Hu Zhang."

Knotabagi Yuhito forced the corners of his lips to curl up, "Well... thank you for your comfort, but to be honest, I don't feel too real right now."

Grandpa, who had been lingering in bed for several years, finally passed away.

He couldn't tell what mood he was in. Anyway, he didn't cry and make a lot of noise after losing a loved one in the TV series. The teenager who had just entered high school was a little confused, a little innocent, and generally calm.

Maybe it's just like what he said, it doesn't feel too real yet.

The nurse couldn't bear it. She knew that this young man had always lived with his grandfather and was a good and filial child. Now that he lost his only relative, he must be very confused...

She was about to continue to comfort her when a female voice suddenly sounded from the direction of the elevator.

"Is it Yuren-kun?"

Knotaba Yuhito was stunned.

He turned around and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in the dark corridor.

"...Ah, yes, I am Yuzu Yujin."

The one who appeared in the hospital corridor in the elevator was a stylishly dressed girl with a black and white bear hair accessory tied to her golden twin ponytails, looking lively and cute.

She straightened the bangs on her forehead casually, and said with a natural attitude: "I'm here to visit your grandpa."

Knotabagi Yuhito was a little surprised.

The girl in front of me?Come to see grandpa?

How did he never know that grandpa knew such a girl?

Although he was a little puzzled, he still said seriously: "I'm sorry, it's unfortunate that you came, my grandpa... just passed away."

"Really? It's a pity."

The girl showed just the right amount of sadness, she looked at Katsuobu Yujin with gentle eyes, revealing inexplicable kindness, but Katsuobu Yuren only felt uncomfortable.

I always feel... weird.

Maybe it's strange for a teenage girl to show such a look?

He scratched his head. In order to relieve the strange feeling in his heart, he changed the subject and asked the girl, "Do you know my grandpa?"

The girl smiled slightly and thoughtfully said: "Yes. I saw you before you were born."

"Huh?" Knotabagi Youren looked surprised, but soon, he waved his hands and explained: "Ah, what I mean is, you look about my age, how can you remember things from so long ago?"

"Young? Perhaps."

The girl smiled nonchalantly, and habitually brushed the broken hair on her forehead, revealing a seam inadvertently.

Knotabagi Yuhito saw it, but he didn't take this fleeting scene to heart.

The girl with two ponytails suggested gently: "To introduce myself, my current name is Enoshima Junko. Would you mind chatting with me a little bit, Yuuhito-kun."