My breeder is the strongest

The moment the eyes meet, the battle has already begun.

Shocking momentum erupted from both sides at the same time, and Shinbara's legs softened, and he slid to the ground against the wall.

Gojo Satoru reached out to pull out the knife on the wall, and in an instant, the aura of the man on the wall disappeared.

He was startled, and ran away... no.

is ability.

An ability that cannot be predicted through the flow of mana!

In the ear, there was a low chuckle.

"focus."

The white-haired monster appeared in front of him at some point, with his backhand holding the Miqiewan stuck in the wall, pulling it out in a blink of an eye, and slashing the human beings who were too late to move with the back of the knife——

Draw the knife, with the back of the knife facing down.

However, the attack stopped in front of the opponent.

His pupils shrank, and he wanted to take it back instantly. The command was sent from the nerve, but the body responsible for receiving it remained motionless.

No, it's not moving—

The white-haired monster sensed the trajectory of his body and quickly understood it.

Damn, it's slowed down!

Because the speed is too slow, there is no way to recover it in time.

What is this ability?

Position reversed.

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth happily, bent over, and smiled like a hunter catching a fox with his fists.

He opened his five fingers, and slowly stretched out towards the other party's immobile hand holding the knife, as gentle as a lover, but the words that came out of his mouth were full of cruel and murderous intent.

"Want to go? Stay~"

The moment his fingertips touched the skin, Gojo Satoru's movements suddenly accelerated.

When striking, let go of the weapon, hold the knife, and slash it. A set of movements is smooth and smooth, and the completion is within easy reach.

However, the back of the knife slashed, and the figure of the monster drifted away like smoke in the wind.

The so-called slippery ghosts are the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

A monster who turns dreams into reality and reality into dreams.

Mystery: Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water.

Wujo Wu cursed secretly, and the hand holding the knife subconsciously let go.

Damn, is it a hallucination?

No, no—

There is no basis, but the fighting instinct tells him that he is there!

Everything happens in an instant, and the unexpected unfolding activates the brain center, which sends a signal of excitement to the body.

Gojo Satoru clenched the knife in his hand again, closed his eyes, and the flow of mantra around him meticulously covered every corner, not letting go of any distortion.

The natural six eyes that never waste mana power, at this moment, mana power gushes out from his body like an explosion——

found it!

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes.

Since the target has no magic power, use your own magic power to locate it!

In the magic power spread by the explosion, the figure representing the monster couldn't be more clear. This time, we must use the magic power to chop together!

Gojo Satoru heard the rapid beating of his heart, and his adrenaline soared rapidly. The excitement made him completely immersed in the battle, and he almost forgot that his opponent was not a curse spirit that needed to be eliminated.

There is only one thought in my head.

Hit-hit him this time!

The blade swung out, making a short sound that pierced through the air.

However, this time, Changed Blade stopped in front of the monster.

Master Wutiao was stunned for a moment, all the information came pouring in, this touch.

is unlimited.

The hormones dropped rapidly, followed by surprise mixed with anger from above.

He straightened up, looked at the familiar figure standing in front of the white-haired monster, and blurted out.

"Long—!?" x2

After speaking, he realized that just now, someone else blurted out the same words as him.

Wait, how did this white-haired non-human know Jiu's name? ?

Obviously, the other party didn't just know the name. On the opposite side, in front of Gojo Satoru, the white-haired monster in kimono grabbed Gojo Hisashi's shoulders, pressed his head and rumpled his hair.

While kneading, he said excitedly, "Long time no see! Why haven't you come to play recently?"

"I came to the college for you, how about it, are you moved?"

Gojojiu grabbed the hand raging above his head, shut up and didn't speak—then, he secretly glanced at Gojo Satoru's expression.

The monster followed his gaze, and his eyes fell on Gojo Satoru's face.

He looked at Wujo Wu, then at Wujojiu, and was silent.

With a suddenly serious expression, he said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now, I thought you were a kidnapper..."

Gojo Satoru:?Why did you suddenly use honorifics? ?

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Nura Rikusho, the third member of the current Nuragumi."

The white-haired monster stretched out his hand to him, and continued to say sincerely, "Please don't worry, give Jiu to me..."

He paused, as if considering his words.

Ten seconds later, he spoke cautiously.

"uncle."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

"what--"

Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves, and a row of crosses popped out above his head.

"What did you say???"

The atmosphere is very hot.

Not to mention that the sky thunder hits the ground, at least it is at the level of an explosion at one point.

Wujojiu ran away suddenly, which Xia Youjie didn't expect.

He and Nitro followed the cat slowly to the "scene of the incident", and what they saw was the scene where Wu Tiao, like a street gangster, wrestled with another person who didn't know who it was.

Xia Youjie: "..."

At the same time, another wave of people, Xuenv Bingli, Qingtianfang and others from the Nuliang Group also rushed to the scene.

Seeing this scene, Bingli covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Three generations!"

Xia Youjie:?Three generations?

Gojo Satoru, have your troubles already gone to the side of the Communist Party?

Xia Youjie couldn't figure out the situation, so he didn't dare to act rashly, not to mention that it would be useless for him to move - he couldn't stop Wujo Wu.

In the end, the chaos was ended by Wujojiu.

"Enlightenment." The child stopped between the two of them and said listlessly, "Don't be angry, we are friends."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Ah, not happy.

This is even more annoying than that idiot's speech just now.

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, stared at him for a while, the more he looked at the child's head lowered.

Master Wutiao finally withdrew his hand.

Xia Youjie hurried up to pull the man away, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Who is this man? Why did you get into a fight with him?"

"A second-year transfer student." Gojo Gojo died unjustly, "He was the one who picked things up first!"

The black/dao is indeed the black/dao, but it is not the black/dao of humans, but the black/dao of monsters.

"In summary."

In the shop of Daxi Monjayaki, the Nuliang group and the high school sat at the two ends of the table, and Nura Rikusheng made a concluding speech on behalf of the Nuliang group.

"Due to the increase in the number of curses recently, our Nuliang team went to the high school for a one-month exchange training, not only for the peace of Japan, but also for the friendly exchanges between monsters and humans."

His eyes fell on Gojo Satoru on the opposite side, and he crossed his arms, pointing, "But, the students of your school..."

Gojo Satoru:? ?The wicked first to sue? ? ?

Young Master Wutiao was about to explode, and Xia Youjie pushed him down.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He smiled kindly, but then changed the topic, "However, Enlightenment is not someone who will cause trouble casually..."

Home into the nitro:?No wonder.

Although they usually hurt each other, they still have to be consistent in the face of external forces. Xia Youjie lost his conscience and continued to talk nonsense with his eyes open.

Anyway, he has small eyes and can't see.

"There should be some other reason for the conflict between the two of you?"

"Other reasons? I don't know, he got angry all of a sudden." Nu Lianglu scratched his hair unhappily, "Speaking of which, I haven't asked you—who is he, and why does he look exactly like Jiu? "

Xia Youjie: "Huh?"

Xia Youjie originally thought it was a major diplomatic conflict, but he never expected that it would eventually involve Maozizi.

He asked suspiciously, "Have you known each other for a long time...?"

"Yeah." Nuliang Lusheng was puzzled, "We met five years ago, what's the problem?"

Xia Youjie: "Eh??"

He looked at Gojoku.

Wujojiu nodded cautiously and whispered.

"Indeed...we've known each other for a long time."

Suddenly there was a "pop" sound in his ear, Xia Youjie turned his head to look over, Wujo Satoru next to him was still drinking water, but the glass in his hand was crushed into pieces by him.

The water flowed all over the ground, and he didn't get a little bit on his body.

Since just now, he has been driving without a lower limit.

"Waiter~" Gojo Satoru smiled, and said briskly, "Bring me two more glasses, fill them with ice water and add more ice, thank you~"

Xia Youjie: "..."

He leaned over, covered his mouth with his hands, and said seriously.

Xia Youjie: "I'm angry."

Jia Ruozi: "I'm angry."

Xia Youjie: "Are you jealous?"

Jia Ruozi: "Well, definitely jealous."

"Tsk." Xia Youjie shook his head and sighed, "Children are jealous when they make friends, what a disgraceful adult~"

Gojo Satoru: "...Need I remind you, I can hear you two talking so loud!!"

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