The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

"It's bad, Wu."

Xia Youjie, who came slowly from the main entrance of the hall, saw clearly that there were tears on Ling Yao's face, and his tone was a little more accusatory: "I made the little girl cry."

Gojo Satoru shouted: "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, I'm doing ideological work for her, okay? I told her long ago that the curse spirit is terrible, and she has the guts to see it."

"Is this the reason?" Xia Youjie smiled slightly, a little suspicious.

"Then what could be the reason?"

Having said that, Gojo Satoru looked at the curse spirit who was standing behind Ling Yao at this time.

This curse spirit is in the shape of a woman, with long hair sticking to her face, like wet water plants, slippery and disgusting, and the facial features on her face are also severely distorted, even if she doesn't move, she reveals a sense of horror.

Such horrifying facial features are like the distorted appearance of human beings when they are extremely frightened.

Then he looked down at the little girl's eyes that were staring at him, the clear eyes were moist with mist that had not been wiped off, but she was stubbornly looking at him, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.

This time she came alone, but not empty-handed.

The saber hanging around her waist was obviously a weapon she had prepared.

Probably figured out why Ling Yao appeared in this place.

He suddenly had a headache, and his tone was not very good. Looking at the childish face of the little girl and the little arms and legs that could be broken by exerting force, he said in a bad mood: "You are so weak, what are you doing in this kind of place? Is it homework?" Too little, too much time?"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and grabbed her slender arm, dragging her to the side like a chicken, "If you know that the curse spirit is scary, don't come here to make trouble, and play while you're at it. Just let the brothers do this kind of thing."

Xia Youjie looked at Gojo Goku with an irritable expression on one side, but he didn't use much force to pull Ling Yao behind him, and his smile suddenly became subtler.

The mouth is very fierce.

The hand of the curse spirit kept shaking the bell, but he didn't let go at this time.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru was about to pull this soft-looking middle school student away, she exerted all her strength, as if she wanted to tear off Ling Yao's arm, but there were only countless fireflies fluttering past, as light as stars. .

The curse spirit was even more annoyed because of this, and its power turned to hit the wall.

The huge load-bearing column collapsed, the wall and the roof were cracked inch by inch, and then, under the pull of gravity, collapsed and fell.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie's expressions changed.

Gojo Satoru took advantage of the situation and pulled the bell, picked her up, and quickly jumped to the ground outside the manor.

The roof collapsed only in an instant. When Gojo Satoru jumped to a safe place with the bell in his arms, before turning around, there was already a loud crash of boulders falling in the hall behind him.

Seeing that this didn't hurt them, the curse spirit stood up from the stone wall, with a sly smile on his face, but looked at Gojo Wu: "The more you protect her, the more she deserves to die."

Gojo Satoru was clasping the bell with one hand, and the small sunglasses blocked his beautiful eyes, but his smile was flamboyant, "I'm not used to chatting with curse spirits."

Having said that, he turned around and threw the bell to Xia Youjie, "Look at her, don't let her be attacked."

Xia Youjie looked down at Ling Yao, who was thrown in front of Xia Youjie in a blink of an eye, and didn't realize what was going on in a daze.

He thought of the Liu Ying he had just seen, and said, "She doesn't die so easily, does she?"

"Huh?" Gojo Wu heard the words, tilted his head slightly, glanced at the bell from the corner of his eye, and smiled casually when he turned back, "Curse Spirit can't do anything with her, but it's still possible to fall down after running two steps."

"..."

Seeing Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie protecting the bell, the curse spirit became more and more frantic, raising its sharp claws to attack like a bell.

Gojo Satoru knew that such an attack would not hurt Ling Yao, so he didn't turn his head, and focused on the technique.

Suddenly, a ball of fire flew by the side of the face, and then the flames all over the sky fell on the body of the curse spirit.

The curse spirit was burned all over by the fire, struggling in pain and screaming miserably.

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned around.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Yao, who was standing under Xia Youjie's protection with flames in his palms.

Her long hair was tied into a smart ponytail, and the hair was soft and neatly tied behind her head. The flames reflected her fair and tender skin, like a lively and jumping elf, kissing her fingertips.

Sensing Gojo Satoru's almost scrutinizing gaze, she didn't know what Gojo Satoru was thinking, but she probably guessed that she was about to ask some more questions about her.

So she said first, "I don't have much time. If you have any questions, go back and ask me. I need to get rid of her now."

"The bell rings." He stopped calling her name.

"Please wait a moment." Ling Yao's tone was very sincere.

When she spoke, her voice was always low, and even her expression was so small that when Gojo Satoru saw her, he always felt that he could crush her with one hand, but at this time she looked at him with eyes full of emotion. With an unyielding insistence.

Xia Youjie noticed Ling Yao's movement of raising his hand just now, but before he could think about anything, in an instant, Ling Yao had gathered flames.

He was stunned for a moment.

But at this moment, Ling Yao was standing between him and Wujo Wu, a small one, even if he had that kind of ability, no matter how he thought about it, he still felt a little bit sorry.

So he said in a gentle tone: "The level of this curse spirit is not low, it is very difficult to handle, even if you will not be harmed by the curse spirit, it will take some effort to get rid of it. It is better to hand over such troublesome things to The big brother next to you is the most suitable for such troublesome things."

Ling Yao raised her head and glanced at her big brother standing next to her.

Gojo Satoru glanced at her and snorted coldly.

Obviously Xia Youjie looked more reliable, so she asked Xia Youjie, "Then will he get hurt?"

"Well...well, you don't have to worry." It was the first time Xia Youjie heard that someone suspected Gojo Satoru would be injured, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile, ready to explain.

Gojo Satoru next to him was furious when he heard this question, "Ling Yao, what did you say?"

Ling Yao blinked, a little puzzled why Gojo Satoru suddenly had such a loud voice.

She repeated: "I'm worried you're going to get hurt..."

"Oh." Wujo Wu looked at him expressionlessly, then turned his palms backwards, and the curse spirit flew backwards in an instant, smashing heavily into the collapsed stone pile, Wujo Wu laughed wantonly, "Look Got it? I'm strong."

"It's not like you, you might fall if you run two steps, little ghost."

The last word can be said to be gnashing of teeth.

Ling Yao didn't know why Gojo Satoru said that about herself, she had never fallen while running, so she retorted: "I won't fall."

"Oh?" The eyes under the small sunglasses looked at him suspiciously, and his smile was so pretty that it could be said to be flamboyant: "I gave that curse spirit a sigh of relief, and I will leave the rest to you Oh?"

Xia Youjie was a little helpless: "Wu, why are you holding your breath?"

"Give her a chance to show off." Gojo Satoru replied very naturally. He stood up straight and was tall. When he looked at her, his gaze was condescending, and he smiled flamboyantly: "Behave well, Ling Yao."

"Well! I will!"

The little girl answered very seriously, and she actually saw a bit of anticipation that was gearing up.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Sure enough, the girl who has been able to live in harmony with Gojo Satoru for so long cannot understand it with ordinary thinking.

So he saw the thin little girl with her hands on her waist, ready to draw her knife.

And Gojo Wu quickly held her hand: "The knife drawing ceremony is too embarrassing, let's just use the one just now."

"But..." Ling Yao frowned slightly, a little hesitant.

"Show me that, take a look, just one, please, little bell ringing."

Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Wu who suddenly acted like a baby, expressionless: "..."

Sure enough, the little girl couldn't resist Gojo Satoru's pleading, she blinked, "Then... okay."

Saying so, she gave up on drawing the sword.

Holding the red firework in her hand, she flew towards the direction where the curse spirit was. The cluster of flames seemed to be alive, and turned into a huge fireball in the air, hitting the man who had been beaten to death by Wujou curse spirit.

The flames burned, and the mantra was gradually reduced to ashes.

Xia Youjie watched this scene quietly, and when he looked at Ling Yao again, his eyes were more thought-provoking.

There is no breath of magic power, not a little bit.

But this kind of power actually expelled the curse. Even though the curse spirit had already been beaten to death by Wujo Wu, it was not easy for people without curse power to solve it.

"Five...brother."

Ling Yao suddenly grabbed Gojo Wu's sleeve, and originally wanted to call him by his name directly, but thought that the next words were somewhat begging him, so she changed her name to brother.

Gojo Satoru didn't understand why he looked down at his sleeve being pulled, "Huh?"

"Brother Fushimi is waiting for me at the main gate of the manor, please take me there, thank you."

"you……"

Not finished.

Ling Yao closed his eyes and fell directly to the ground.

Wutiao Wu quickly caught her, looked at the sleepy Ling Yao, and looked up at Xia Youjie, with a suspicious tone: "You really fainted after walking two steps?"

Xia Youjie couldn't look straight anymore, and said speechlessly, "You guessed this would be the result, and you still used that coquettish tone to make her use fire instead of drawing a knife."

"How can I be coquettish?!"

"Don't ask me, you go back and ask Nitro in the same tone."

Gojo Satoru looked down at the unconscious bell, sighed with a headache, and hugged her firmly, "Okay, then send her to the people on her side first."

When he walked to the courtyard of the manor, he saw blood and corpses all over the ground. Xia Youjie remembered something and said, "Then these people?"

"Let's talk about it when she wakes up." Gojo Satoru looked calm, and looked down at Ling Yao who had fallen asleep, showing a bit of a headache.

Actually said dizzy and passed out.