When can the vests have a tea party?

The huge City Lord's Mansion was on fire, and the blazing fire lit up half of the sky.

Ruthless or uncle ruthless.

Even with physical strength alone, the two-faced Su Nuo was completely red-eyed, and all the ordinary people standing in front of him were not his all-in-one enemies. Despite the resistance of many people, he still succeeded in killing the city lord.

The head of the city lord was stuck on the spear he had snatched from nowhere, the leader was dead, the soldiers were demoralized, and with the fear of the two-faced Su Nuo, except for a very few loyal warriors, the rest should run away They all ran away too.

Lishenai felt the pressure was greatly relieved, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Limei's physical strength could no longer keep up. If it wasn't for his sharp eyesight and quick hands just now, Limei's stomach would be full of holes.

However, just when he breathed a sigh of relief, Li Shen'ai saw the two-faced Su Nuo standing on the pile of corpses, his body wobbled, and then fell down without warning.

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modern.

There was a gust of wind blowing in front of me.

Mikawa Nao, who was flipping through the dessert cookbook, didn't lift her head, but said calmly, "Gojo Satoru, how many times have you had it? When will you remember the etiquette of knocking on the door when entering a room?"

The white-haired young man who didn't regard himself as an outsider sat opposite her, leaning on the pillow beside him, skillfully took a piece of pastry from the plate on the table, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered: "Then when will you be able to eat it?" Remember the etiquette of obediently calling brother?"

Nao ignored him, but focused on turning a page in her cooking book, still taking notes in her hand.

"Hey, hey," the young man stretched out his hand and swayed back and forth under her eyes, "There is a super handsome Gojo Satoru sitting in front of you, and you actually just look down at the book."

Affected by the other party's noise, Nao chose to turn around and continue reading with his back facing the table. This cookery book not only wrote about modern Japanese sweets, but also introduced the food and preparation 1000 years ago.

She is going to learn some skills now, at least to improve the food level of the other vest.In that era, no one ate meat, so it seemed that they still had to hunt on their own.

Suddenly, the book in his hand was taken away.

Nao raised her head as expected, and saw Gojo Satoru's handsome but still unbeatable face wearing sunglasses.

He put the book away and complained: "Xiao Nai, you really hurt my heart, I came here today to bring a serious gift."

"Gift?" Nao stopped when he wanted to snatch the book, ignored the other party's sticky nickname, and looked at him suspiciously, "It can't be another bloody fake eyeball, right?"

That's right, I don't know what Gojo Satoru wanted to test her for, that he would buy her such a lifelike bloody eyeball that would scare a child into tears.When first removed, they were spring-popped like ping-pong balls.

Fortunately, Nao has a strong psychological quality, and there is "shock", but the emotion of "scare" is automatically absorbed by her.

In other words, besides being able to see that she can exorcise curse spirits by contact, the "six eyes" shouldn't be able to see the deeper ability to absorb negative emotions, right?

Nao feels that there is a certain risk, and it seems that in the future, he should use his abilities less in front of Gojo Satoru.

I just hope that this young master doesn't run towards her every day, otherwise the smell of charcoal-grilled veal steak engraved on the soul is really drooling.

Especially after the opponent opened the no-lower-limit spell, the fragrance of the spell power multiplied geometrically.

"That..." Gojo Satoru felt guilty for a second, but in fact, he just wanted to confirm whether the opponent could even destroy the spell power he had produced.

The approach was indeed a little too much, anyway, he later sent a lot of snacks to make up for it.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru felt confident again, put the box he brought on the girl's table, and said, "This time it's a very useful gift~"

"Open it and have a look." Gojo Satoru winked at Nao through the sunglasses.

Nao was dubious, moved his body far away, stretched out his hand and pulled the ribbon of the gift, ready to pop out a tricky gift like the Poyan Fist at any time.

Fortunately, nothing happened this time.

Inside lay a pair of black-rimmed glasses quietly.

"How is it?" Gojo Satoru leaned over, "I said it was a serious gift, Xiao Nai, you don't believe me."

Nao: "...But, I'm not short-sighted."

"Of course these are not ordinary glasses. How can you judge them by ordinary people's standards?"

"Specially developed for people without magic power like you, what, am I very caring," the white-haired youth patted his chest narcissistically, and continued, "Put it on to see if the size fits well?"

Nao: "..."

This person suddenly gave this kind of thing, there is always a feeling of malice.

"I declare in advance that I will not be a magician in the future." Nao said, putting on the glasses in the eyes of the other party eager to try.

The size is just right, and there is no difference in vision after wearing it.After all, this is the main house of the Sanchuan family. If there are magic spirits in such a place, the head of the Sanchuan family will not have to eat.

The frame of the glasses was so big that it just covered half of Nao's face.The small face that was originally too delicate was suppressed by this old-fashioned style, making it look a lot more low-key.

The little girl with glasses came out, Wujo Gojo stroked her chin, feeling worthy of being herself, and specially chose the style that best concealed her face.Walking outside like this, people will not easily notice her, so she is so cute, of course she has to be hidden.

The white-haired young man, who hadn't realized how dirty his thoughts were, once again affirmed his taste in his heart.

"Go out and see its effect?" Gojo Gojo rubbed Nao's hair.

"No." Nao flatly refused, "I don't want to be a conjurer."

When she couldn't see the curse spirit before, Gojo Satoru used her as free labor to complete the task of expelling the curse. Now that he has this glasses, wouldn't this person be able to paddle openly, and even call him the strongest Of course it is to be saved until the end.

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru suddenly lifted her high and asked, "What does Nao want to do in the future?"

"I want to go to college and find a good job." Nao thought for a while and said, "Anyway, don't go to college."

Inexplicably, Gojo Satoru felt that he had been shot by an arrow in the knee.

"Then you have to work hard." After a moment of silence, the white-haired youth said dryly.

"Oh, so can you put me down?" Nao looked at him blankly.

Wujo Wu, lost.

"Anyway, I got the glasses for you." Before leaving, Gojo Satoru emphasized, "Don't refuse."

"Wait." Nao suddenly called out to him.

"Do you have any history books about the development of magicians 1000 years ago in your family?" She hesitated for a while, but asked directly.

Regarding the history of conjurers thousands of years ago, there seems to be no corresponding records in the Sanchuan family house, especially when it involves some secrets, with the attitude of the head of the Sanchuan family, she will not be allowed to watch at will. It is more reliable to ask Gojo Satoru.

"Huh? I didn't know, you would be interested in that kind of boring record." The white-haired young man opened his eyes slightly and examined her for a few seconds.

"Because I happen to be more interested, so I want to know more." Nao said nonsense bluntly. Anyway, the other party couldn't guess that she opened a trumpet thousands of years ago.

"Hmm... I'll think about it, if Nasu calls you brother a few more times, maybe I'll just give it to you." Gojo Gojo hooked his moist lips, showing a smirk.

The man came like a gust of wind and left with nothing but an empty dessert plate.

Nao shook his head, took back the dessert book, and continued to look through it carefully.