The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

The dishes on the table were all things that Ling Yao had never eaten.

Ling Yao ate very slowly, every bite had to be chewed slowly before swallowing.

Gojo Satoru sat next to her, with his mobile phone on the table, as if the messages had never stopped.

Gojo Wu watched the last message for a few seconds.

Then, as soon as the phone was put down, she turned her head and asked Ling Yao, "Are you full?"

Ling Yao was chewing, Munakata Reishi had taught her not to speak until the food in her mouth was swallowed.

So she didn't answer yet.

But there was no need for her to answer, Gojo Satoru looked down at the tableware in front of Ling Yao.

Okay, eat slowly.

It's about the same as not eating.

Wujo Wu said solemnly: "If you are not full, you can't eat. Go back and ask the auntie in the cafeteria to add another meal for you. I will treat you to another time next time. I have something to do now, so I have to go back to the high school."

Ling Yao finally swallowed what she was chewing, watched Gojo Wu wipe her mouth, picked up her arm as soon as she picked up the phone, and was about to go, and quickly asked, "Do I want to go too?"

she asked.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned his head and looked her up and down, his expression was inexplicably relaxed, "Yes, you have to go back with me."

Ling Yao was somewhat reluctant, "But... Mom asked me to go home early."

"I'll send you off soon."

"Will you take me home?"

"What's your tone, doubting me? Are you questioning my character?" Gojo Satoru suddenly sounded a little dissatisfied, and squinted his eyes.

This look made her feel a little dangerous.

Ling Yao shrank her neck, and said honestly: "...um."

"..., Ling Yao, you really dare to agree." Gojo Satoru was speechless, and felt a sense of defeat in front of Ling Yao, which made people feel no sense of accomplishment at all.

Obviously the tone just now was intended to threaten.

But the other party didn't feel threatened at all!

So speechless.

paid the bill.

Turn around and prepare to call the bell to shake away.

As a result, when she turned her head, the little girl was still standing in front of her seat, holding milk in her hand.

Hearing the sound of the checkout on his side, he speeded up the speed of drinking milk, and drank it in a hurry with a few sips.

Then Xiao Bu ran in front of Gojo Satoru, the corners of his mouth were still covered with white stains of milk, he smiled brightly, as if he was secretly delighted with a gift, "Okay, let's go."

Wujo Wule was happy, and glanced at the empty glass on the table behind her, "Do you like milk?"

"Ok!"

"If you like it, buy some and drink it slowly at home. You can buy it anywhere in the supermarket."

Ling Yao was taken aback for a moment, "Um...is there also a supermarket? I thought it was only available here."

Gojo Gojo was dumbfounded, "No way, you haven't had milk before, have you?"

"..." Gojo Satoru's reaction made her feel like an idiot who didn't know anything, "Yeah."

"Hiss." He tilted his head, his expression was a bit speechless.

"...?"

He turned his gaze back and glanced at her, really only one, "No wonder you're so short."

"........."

He didn't finish his sentence, "Go back and tell your mother that you want to drink milk, and ask your mother to buy it for you, drink a cup every day, understand? Maybe you can grow two centimeters more."

"..."

"Why stare at me? Stare at me, I am 1.9 meters, you, 1.5 meters."

"...1.5 meters seven." Ling Yao corrected weakly.

Gojo Satoru snorted coldly, "In front of me, you are short even if you are 1.7 meters."

"…………"

"Still staring at me, am I wrong?"

Ling shook her head, "I won't go, I'll go home by myself."

"Don't go."

Saying so, Gojo Satoru grabbed Ling Yao's arm and strode out through the corridor.

He was already tall and long-legged, so he was in a hurry to leave and walked quickly.

Ling Yao trotted all the way behind to keep up.

After leaving the restaurant, before she could catch her breath, her waist tightened, and then she blinked, she was already in the high school of magic.

The door of the infirmary was pushed open with a bang.

Bring a hasty wind.

Everyone was startled by the loud noise, only Xia Youjie looked up at the door calmly.

"Seven Seas—"

"How do you feel, are you still alive?"

Even though he was used to Gojo Satoru's various high-profile appearances, but now, the appearance of holding a little girl in his hand still made everyone present a little bit messy.

And the person involved, that is, Nanami Jianren who was injured in this mission, was lying on the hospital bed wrapped in bandages all over his body, and squinted at Gojo Satoru who suddenly appeared on the scene.

He looked up at the top of Gojo Satoru's head, the hair at the back of his head was tied into a small braid, shaking vigorously with his movements, the hairband was still pink.

Then he looked down at the little girl that Gojo Satoru was carrying in his hand.

There's an indescribable feeling somewhere between not knowing if I'm dead now or the insanity I had before I died.

He said flatly: "Fortunately, I haven't died yet."

His voice sounded weak and he lacked breath.

Yarui Glass looked at Gojo Satoru with the same gaze.

Glancing at the top of his head, and then at the little girl in Gojo Satoru's hand, he felt an unprecedented sense of speechlessness.

But Jianren Qihai was seriously injured, so he held back the urge to roll his eyes for the time being, and rushed people to clear the scene very seriously: "Okay, you guys go out first, Qihai is seriously injured, it will take some effort, I will try."

At this moment, Gojo Satoru finally let down the bell.

Amid the bewildered expressions on everyone's faces, Gojo Satoru lowered his head and patted Ling Yao's head, and said with a smile, "If you save someone, I'll send you home, okay?"

Home into the nitro:?

Qihai Jianren:?

Xia Youjie: Smile.

Ling shook her face up, pursed her lips, and then stretched out a finger.

Gojo Satoru looked at the crooked little finger, his little sunglasses collapsed, and shouted, "Are you a primary school student? How old are you still playing with pull hooks? Besides, how could I play you in this respect? I won't give it away." What's the use of leaving you here when you go home?"

Gojo Satoru mercilessly sneered, "Childish!"

Then he stretched out his little finger and pulled the hook with the bell.

Home into the nitro:? ?

Qihai Jianren:? ?

Xia Youjie: Smile.

Ling Yao walked to Qihai Jianren, his whole body was wrapped in bandages, it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Nairi Nitoko observed the bell, raised his head and asked Gojo Satoru: "This little sister you brought back is good at reversal spells?"

Gojo Satoru scratched his head, "I don't know about that either."

Can the thing that rings the bell be called a reversal spell?No way, she doesn't even have spell power.

Jia Ruozi obviously misunderstood Wujo Wu's ignorance, and was a little annoyed: "Qihai's injury is serious, and every minute of delay will add a layer of danger. At this time, don't act recklessly, okay?"

"I seem... to be fine." Jianren Qihai spoke suddenly at this moment.

The sound is different from the lack of air before, and it sounds much more normal.

Still wrapped in bandages, he tried to sit up.

Jiarui Nigzi was shocked, and looked back to see Jianren Qihai, who was still covered in injuries a few seconds ago, intact, his eyes turned to Ling Yao, and he forgot to close his open mouth in a daze.

Liuying gradually dispersed, flying between the ends of her hair and wrists, gradually faded, and finally dispersed.

She turned her head, wanting to tell Wujou that she was saved, but when she turned her head, she met the gaze of Jiarui Zizi who was staring at her.

Eyes full of disbelief.

After a while, she made a sound and asked Ling Yao: "Is this your technique?"

"No, it's not," she then denied herself, "You don't have traces of magic power on your body. And even if it's a reversal technique, it can revive a dying and seriously injured person intact in the blink of an eye. This level is not something that ordinary conjurers can do, but I have never heard of a conjurer with this ability before."

"All right--"

Gojo Satoru's arm suddenly came from behind and rested on Ling Yao's shoulder.

Standing beside Ling Yao, he said lazily: "You talk so much without taking a breath, it will scare the children."

Home into the nitro:?

She stared at Gojo Satoru with dead fish eyes: "Do you have the face to say that about me, do you think it is easier for you to scare children, or for me?"

"..." Gojo Satoru held back, and said, "Anyway, after you've said so much, Ling Yao couldn't understand a single word. Ling Yao, did you understand what she was saying?"

The latter sentence is to look down at Ling Yao.

Under the watchful eyes of Wujo Gojo and Jiarui Glass, Ling Yao looked bewildered and shook her head honestly.

Jia Ruozi still found it incredible: "She said she didn't understand, but she didn't understand? When did you trust others so easily?"

"I..." Ling Sha subconsciously wanted to explain to herself.

Just one syllable.

"She won't lie." Gojo Satoru's voice.

The tone was a bit laughable, but Ling Yao couldn't tell that she was praising herself in the laughter, as if she was laughing at herself as a fool...

Then, he looked at Ling Yao again, and pointed to the braid on his head: "Ling Yao, do I look good with this braid?"

Ling Yao nodded, "It's pretty."

Gojo Satoru smiled brightly, turned his head and raised the tip of his nose and said to Jia Ruozi: "Look, how honest!"

Jia Ruozi: "..."

"Okay, I'll take her home first, come back and ask me if you have any questions. Now that Qihai is healed, find him some clothes to wear. This whole body is bandaged, like a zombie, so ugly."

Gojo Satoru pushed the bell and walked out of the infirmary.

The three of them were left silent for a while.

Jia Ruozi took another look at the unscathed Jianren Qihai, and said to Xia Youjie, "Where did he abduct this little sister?"

"The person Wu mentioned before." Xia Youjie reminded lightly.

Jia Ruozi reacted for a while, and his tone was a little surprised: "That's her?!"

"Correct."

Jia Ruozi slapped himself on the head, still feeling a little unreal: "It's such a little sister, I thought she was at least an adult conjurer. She looks really young, is she still in elementary school?"

Xia Youjie smiled slightly, "It's the first grade of middle school."

"Hiss." Jiarui Nitzi found it inconceivable, "Wu Tiao can also do it."

"There is cooperation between them, probably because Ling Yao agreed to save ordinary people who were hurt by the curse."

"In exchange?"

"No exchange."

Jia Ruozi was taken aback, "For free?"

Xia Youjie smiled, "Ling Yao also really wants to save people. Before she met Wu, she was also saving people. It's just that as an ordinary middle school student, her range of activities is very small, and the number of people she can save is limited. If If there was anything in exchange, it would probably be that Wu used spells to lead her to save more people faster. To put it simply, they shared the same desire, so it was a very smooth cooperation."

Jia Ruo Nizi still felt a bit illusory, and subconsciously wanted to smoke a cigarette, but suddenly remembered that Jianren Qihai had just recovered from a serious injury and was dying, and retracted his hand touching the cigarette.

The Qihai Jianren saw the intention of the family to smoke, and said: "If you want to smoke, you can smoke. I don't seem to have anything to do with it."

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet, how do you feel?" Jia Ruozi asked.

Jianren Qihai moved his body a bit, and he was also surprised, "To be honest, it's very good, even the wounds that haven't recovered from the last mission have been healed."

Saying so, seeing the wound on my arm that I accidentally scratched two days ago has also healed, "It's like being reborn."

The family's gunpowder almost lost control of the smoke: "This little sister's healing ability is classified according to the level of the conjurer, at least it must be a special level?"

"Wu said that a corpse whose limbs were shattered by the curse spirit can also be restored directly. Qihai's wound is just a small wound, so of course it's not a problem." Xia Youjie added.

"My God." After being shocked, Jia Ruozi suddenly thought of something very serious, "This little sister must be protected, in case a curse spirit or a curse master discovers her existence and thinks she is in the way, directly It would be too bad to kill."

Xia Youjie smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about that. Curses can't hurt her. Compared to this, you should worry about ordinary people hurting her. After all, she still bleeds when she falls."

"Then it needs protection even more. She is still such a young child. If she is around, many people can be saved."

"However, she can't save everyone. She didn't save anyone from the mission in the manor last time."

"Is this... is there any limit to her ability?"

"It's up to you to ask."

"Ah? Didn't Wujo tell you?"

"To be precise, he didn't ask the bell to shake."

Jia Ruozi was speechless: "This question is so critical that I didn't ask it clearly."

Xia Youjie thought of the braids on top of Wutiao Wu's head when Wu Tiao came in, and there was a pink bow on the hair tie, which looked like a girl's hair tie at first glance. He smiled, "Who knows."