The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

The camping site is in the suburban mountains.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, after nightfall, it is so quiet that you can hear the chirping of insects in the bushes, the distant water flow, and the jumping sound of candles in the campfire.

When Gojo Satoru followed Liuying to find Ling Yao, he thought ten thousand times how to deal with her.

well.

Hang up his phone.

Don't tell him where to camp.

Also blocked him.

very good.

Do you think that if you don't tell him, he won't be able to find it?

The little girl must not have forgotten that she gave him her Liuying with her own hands a few days ago, Gojo Wu angrily took out the small glass bottle from his pocket.

The transparent bottle body reveals a small and faint fluorescent light inside.

When Gojo Satoru took out the small glass bottle, he released Liuying.

That lightly fluttering firefly circled around him, as if to identify whether his scent was reliable, and then more and more fireflies flew out, lingering like a galaxy, more and more, more and more many.

Gojo Satoru stood in the vortex of the galaxy, stunned for a moment.

When you find Ling Yao, you must educate her well, why do you conjure up so many Liuying, it's too exaggerated.

however--

Seeing the little girl, the other party just looked at him, staring at him in a daze.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, "A bell rings?"

As soon as he raised his hand, a string of large and small paper bags hanging on his arm swayed.

Ling Yao's eyes moved, and he looked at a series of paper bags on his arm.

Gojo Satoru blinked, "Why don't you say a word."

Immediately, with a look of sudden realization, he bent his lips and smiled brightly, "I haven't seen you for a day, do you miss me?"

It was only at this time that Ling Yao could clearly see that Wujo Wu's arms were covered with packing bags, a long string of large and small bags, the number was too numerous to count for a while.

A look of confusion appeared in her brows and eyes: "Why are there so many things hanging on your arms?"

Finally hearing Ling Yao's words, Gojo Goku twitched his lips, smiled very nicely, and patted Ling Yao's head, "Not bad, at least I still remember who I am, and I'm not that stupid."

"..."

Seeing the little girl's face collapse, she was about to be unhappy again.

Gojo Satoru quickly changed the subject. He stretched out his two arms in a straight line, and the wrapping paper bag covered with arms dangled in the air like a string of lanterns.

And Gojo Satoru's expression was even more exaggerated than this bunch of paper bags, "These are all for you."

Ling Yao pointed to herself, and after a while she said in disbelief, "...Give it to me?"

"That's right!" Gojo Satoru still stretched out his arms and shook them up and down. The trademarks with symbols of expensive luxury goods were dangling in the air. He said with a smile, "Don't you want a bracelet? I don’t know what you like, I wanted you to choose one you like that night, but someone thought I was a pervert and drove me away overnight, so I had to buy all the styles of bracelets in the Tokyo store. Will there be something you like?"

Fireflies, bright as fire, swirled around them like a gale blowing over the tide.

Xingfeng shone, it took a long time before Ling Yao pulled out a dumbfounding expression, "That's too much."

Gojo Satoru glanced down at the wrapping paper bags covering his arms, shook his arms again, and the two strings of paper bags were dangling, and then he raised his head and showed a very bright smile, "It's okay, I don't think there are many at all. "

"..."

"Enlightenment."

After a pause, before she could say what she wanted to say, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to grab her shoulder and turned her around.

He said behind him: "Okay, okay, I know you're so moved that you're about to cry, don't be too moved, it's all yours, as long as you don't call me a pervert again. Go save people first—"

After speaking, he was very worried, bent down, leaned closer, and said in a very serious tone: "Don't call me a pervert again, do you hear me! It's just a wallpaper, and I changed it!"

"..." Mentioning the wallpaper, Inoue Kazuka's photos immediately came to mind, with snow-white and sexy valleys, slender waist, and smooth and slender legs.

Originally, Ling Yao hadn't thought of such a thing at all.

Inexplicably, suddenly a little unhappy.

Ling Yao raised her eyes and stared at him, "It's a pervert!"

Gojo Satoru quickly retorted: "I've already said I'm not!"

In the bright lights, Ling Yao stared at him with black and white eyes, purely filled with unhappiness.

Gojo Satoru chose to change the subject: "Hurry up and save people, they are all your classmates and friends, you shouldn't have the heart to have them all lying there, hurry up and save people."

It was only at this time that Ling Yao looked in the direction. The bonfire was still burning, but the people who were still lively, laughing and playing just now fell to the ground in disarray.

There was no smell of blood, but Ling Yao sensed that they were all dead, as if they had suffocated, so there was no smell of blood.

She quickly released her fireflies, and gusts of star wind rushed away, surrounding the students who fell to the ground.

"They... When did this happen?" Ling Yao asked Wujo Wu while displaying her abilities.

Gojo Satoru stood beside her, "Did you hear any noise when you walked over just now, bang, coax, whoo, bang, etc?"

Every time Gojo Satoru uttered a modal particle, he made a movement, and Ling Yao watched blankly, "I heard it."

"It was that time—" Gojo Gojo shook the paper bag hanging all over his arms, as if he had found new fun and had a great time, and said, "When I came here, I cleaned up the curse spirit by the way, that The sound is what I did."

Ling Yao was startled, "I thought it was the sound of construction in the distance..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and save people, and then I will take you to another place."

Ling Yao had already started to run forward, but she stopped again when she heard what Gojo Wujo said, "Where are you taking me?"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his arms, and the paper bag full of arms was dangling, just like his smiling eyes were shining brightly at this time, "Did you not check the nearby information when you came out camping, there is a lake here, it is very beautiful. "

"……No."

"Then hurry up and save people, I'll take you there, and oh—" He shook the bag full of arms, and said with a smile: "We'll take it apart when you have a look."

"Forget it... After the bonfire party, we have to gather back to the dormitory, and the teacher has to roll the roll." Ling Yao's tone was a little disappointed.

"Bonfire party? When will it end?"

"About 09:30..."

Gojo Satoru took out his phone and took a look, "Isn't that fast."

"After returning to the dormitory, we need to roll rolls..."

"Then come out after roll call."

"How come out..."

"Excuse me to go to the toilet, just sneak out when you go out."

"If I didn't go back, my roommates would think something was wrong."

Gojo Satoru had never considered so many rules and regulations when doing things, and suddenly felt that it was very troublesome, so he hissed, "Then you can wait until all your roommates are asleep before coming out."

"But……"

Gojo Wu said speechlessly: "What else is wrong? The roommates are all asleep, how do you know if you are going to sneak out? What else is there?"

The little girl was disgusted by him, paused, and whispered: "But... you will have to wait for a long time."

"..."

After a long while, Gojo Wu's lips curled up, his eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow under his eyes, he smiled flirtatiously and flamboyantly, "Oh, so you're worried about me."

"..." Although Gojo Satoru's tone was a little strange, like the villain in a comic book who molested girls, he was right, so Ling Yao nodded slowly, "Yeah, there are a lot of mosquitoes on the mountain .”

"hahahahahahahahahahahaha--"

After her words fell, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And he couldn't stop anymore, and even burst into tears from laughter.

Ling Yao was startled by the sudden burst of laughter, and Gojo Satoru laughed for a long time without any intention of stopping, she faintly felt the ridicule, so her face collapsed, "Why are you laughing, and laughing so hard so loud..."

Above the head, Gojo Satoru clasped the palm of his hand heavily.

He managed to hold back his smile, and his voice was unsteady, "Idiot."

"..."

The hand on the top of the head rubbed her head, and she was very happy. Gojo Goku bent his eyes and said, "Don't always forget that I am the strongest just because I let you."

Ling Yao sensed that Gojo Satoru was laughing at himself.

Especially now that he was rubbing the hands on top of his head that were making trouble, with a [-]% sarcasm.

She reached out and was about to pat Wujou's hand, and warned him: "Don't rub my head...?"

Gojo Satoru's hand was not touched.

There is no expected touch.

Suddenly realized something, Gojo Satoru said to himself that there is no lower limit spell, and then Gojo Satoru came over with blue eyes and smiled brightly, and said in a light tone, "So, don't worry about me, hurry up. "

"……Um."

Ling Yao turned and ran towards the campfire.

As a result, just two steps away, someone grabbed him by the collar.

Gojo Satoru dragged her back.

Ling Yao looked blank: "Didn't you tell me to go there quickly?"

Wujo Wutiao's face was expressionless, with a straight face, and his tone was fierce: "Get my contact information out of the blacklist first, otherwise how can I contact you!"

"……Oh."

"You still look reluctant?"

"……Humph."

"Are you still humming??" Gojo Goku widened his eyes, "Ling Yao, you are getting more and more courageous now, you still dare to hum to me, right?"

"..."

"Okay, if you don't talk, it's the default if you don't talk. When I didn't know which guy was pulled into the blacklist by me, tears fell down when I saw me. You see, I didn't even cry. Not as weak as you."

"..." Ling Yao was just angry at first, but when she heard Wu Tiao Wu's old story brought up again, and deliberately compared her, she immediately became unhappy. She originally agreed to be pulled from the blacklist, and changed her words: "Then you cry too, you Cry and I will pull you out of the blacklist."

"…………"

Wutiao Wuqi was so angry that the broken hair in front of his forehead kept flying around, his eyes met, and Ling Yao stared at him not to be outdone.

After a while, Gojo Satoru loosened her collar, tilted his head, and without looking at her, he said ruthlessly, "Then I won't take you with me! I won't give you the bracelet either! I'll wear them all for myself! I wear them on one arm. Ten, twenty on one leg, I won’t give it to you!”

Ling Yao took a small glance at the bags hanging on Gojo Wu's arms, paused for a moment, and boldly retorted back in a low voice: "If you don't want it, then you don't want it, I don't want it!"

"Hmph! Then I'll take them back to the college now, and I'll put them on one by one!"

"Then, then you can go."

Four 10 minutes later.

Girls' dormitory.

The lights had already been turned off, but the girls were still very excited, and the roommates sighed enviously and gossiping, "Satomi confessed successfully tonight, and the phone screen was replaced with tonight's group photo. Where's Gao Xia?"

Under everyone's eager attention, Satomi said shyly, "He also replaced our group photo for tonight."

So everyone laughed even more gossip.

However, after walking a lot today, everyone was very tired. Soon, after the topic was over, they all fell asleep, and some even snored soundly.

10 minutes later--

"Are you holding on tightly? I won't care if you fall?"

Under the trees outside the dormitory.

Gojo Satoru squatted halfway, Ling Yao lay on his back, with his hands on his shoulders.

The moonlight was very bright, falling on his light-colored hair, like threads woven of silver threads, shining slightly in the wind.

In the past, I was used to looking up at him, but at this moment, Gojo Satoru squatted in front of her, leaving a wide back for her, and put his hands on his shoulders, with a feeling that he couldn't tell. Clear timidity.

Especially when touching, the touch of the fingertips seems to reach directly to the heart, with a slight trembling tension.

So Ling Yao didn't dare to cling too much, and could only gently support Gojo Wu's shoulder.

Ling Yao answered him: "...it probably won't fall."

"What do you mean it shouldn't, of course it will definitely fall!" Gojo Satoru showed a very headache.

He stood up.

The moonlight above his head was warm and cool, and the night wind was light. After a long time, he sighed, with a tone of resignation, "Forget it."

"Forget it? You, you don't want to regret it at this time, if you regret it—"

The words behind were suddenly silent.

Because her body suddenly flew into the air in the next second, her feet left the ground, and then she felt a sudden weightlessness, and she was hugged by Gojo Satoru.

While holding her breath for a moment for some reason, she heard Gojo Gojo chuckle, a little nonchalantly. He looked down and met the eyes of Ling Yao in his arms. He bent an arc, "Repent? Do you think I am you."

"I, when did I regret it?"

"Just now, I promised to pull me out of the blacklist, but I changed my words when I turned around—" He squeezed his voice, coyly, "Then you cry too, and I'll pull you out of the blacklist if you cry. "

After finishing speaking, he resumed his original voice, with the corners of his eyes and brows hooked into a smile, "Did you say that?"

"..."

Ling shook her head and buried it in his chest, refusing to admit it in a muffled voice, "No."

"Oh really?"

"If you say no, you don't."

"Ah, I was going to cry, but since you didn't say it, then forget it."

Ling Yao got out of his chest again, "I said it."

"whispering sound--"

"... Then, do you want to cry?"

"Idiot, there is nothing sad, how can I cry?"

"Oh..." After thinking for a while, Ling Yao raised her head again and asked, "Then when will you be sad?"

Gojo Satoru heard more and more things were wrong, raised his brows, and questioned: "I really want to see me cry? Are you a little weird?"

"...No, I'm just curious. I know you are very strong. In my impression, I have never seen you get hurt for anything, so I was even wondering just now, is it true that a person like you will never know Why are you sad and don't cry?"

"Yes." He blinked, thinking seriously, but his tone was light and light, "It seems that there was something very sad when I was young. I heard it from the old man at home, but I don't have much memory. It's been too long. gone."

"Oh... that must be very sad."

"Who knows? I don't remember it anyway, and it probably isn't something important, otherwise I will have a little impression. Okay, stop chatting, and get ready to go—"