The strongest white-haired favorite best friend

College·Xinggong

There are 1000 doors in the Xingxing Palace, and only one door leads to the location of Lord Tianyuan.

The doors are automatically changed every day, with no regularity, and the rest are traps.

Only with the permission of Master Tian Yuan can one go to visit her.

Usually, even the principal of the college cannot visit at will.

Gojo Wu of the high school has been surrounding Xia Youjie asking if the wound hurts.

"It's not bleeding anymore." Xia Youjie looked down at the bandage, and there was no bleeding now.

There is still some pain in the wound.

Xia Youjie said casually, "Wujo Wu, why do you look like you are in more pain than me?"

"I would rather this knife be stuck in my hand." Gojo Satoru said depressingly.

Xia Youjie stretched out his uninjured left hand in a funny way, messing Wuwu's white hair.

"Then, you were killed by the technique of your future self?"

Gojo Satoru said forcefully, "How is it possible, I will avoid it."

But Gojo Satoru knew that if Xia Youjie hadn't intervened, he would really have been injured.

Even more angry!

When will my future self go back!

"Go back to the dormitory and change the bandages later, let Nishi come." Gojo Satoru really didn't believe in his own skills in the future, and the bandages looked too obtrusive.

"Let Nitrate rest with peace of mind." Xia Youjie simply hid his injured hand in his arms, and Wujo Wu, the provincial high school student, looked remorseful and sad.

"Jie, you are the best!" Gojo Satoru suddenly said this.

"Why are you like this? You are too nasty." Xia Youjie looked like you were eating too much Wujou, "Or you are also Wujowu from another world."

"The young master of the Wutiao family who is guaranteed to be a fake." The Wutiao baby has returned to its original state.

"There is still the head of the Wutiao family ahead." Xia Youjie gestured to Wutiaowu who was walking ahead ten years later.

"Jie, you are not allowed to look at him. And I will be the head of the family next year!" Gojo Satoru, a high school student, spoke boldly.

The two walked at the end, laughing and playing with each other while you said a word.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru Gojo Satoru walked in the middle and did not participate in the boring games that followed for the time being.

It's really a carefree time for the young Patriarch...

What an overbearing idea.

Cherish it!

Patriarch Wutiao was still thinking about what to ask when he saw Lord Tianyuan.

The opportunity is rare, and he must grasp it well.

Shi Er walked forward lightly, holding a bouquet in his hand.

Perhaps because he didn't enjoy himself just now, Shi Er seemed a little frustrated.

In fact, this is the illusion of Wujo Wu ten years later.

The truth is that Shi Er is a little nervous now, maybe his wife Chinami Nitori will be angry in a while, right?You must be angry, right?You must be angry!

The strongest body is facing a life crisis.

well!These flowers are too delicate.

It fell down casually.

90% is the big white hair's problem, 9% is the little white hair's problem, and he only has 1%.

For 1%, no more!

Shi Er sighed, picked up the bouquet and rearranged it according to his wife's aesthetics.

I hope this bouquet of flowers can erase my 1% responsibility.

Without raising his head, Shi Er casually led the way in the long corridor.Turn left for a while, turn right for a while, and pass through many doors.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru glanced at Noctua Moth Zhengdao beside him, and coughed lightly.

Is it really all right?Can't go wrong?

"Little devil, I still know where my wife and children are." Shi Er said without turning his head.

Sure enough, Shier's perception ability is the strongest.

No wonder he was able to directly enter the Palace of Death.

"Don't shout like a brat, I'm older than you now." In the long corridor, Gojo Satoru, ten years later, was a little bored and asked someone to talk back.

I have already thought about meeting Lord Tian Yuan in a while.

In fact, there is only one!

The one he wanted to know the most.

"Are you married?" Shi'er replied secretly, "If you don't have a child, you're a brat."

He was told by the black hair and the white hair every day, but he was able to return it today.

Not strictly the same person, but not bad.

Shir is in a good mood.

"arrive!"

There was a glimmer of light in the corridor in front of him.

A group of people walked into the Xingxing Palace and were shocked by what they saw.

Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru did not come back to Xingxing Palace after Nitori Chinami merged with Master Tianyuan.

Nearly a year has changed a lot here.

There is still the big tree in the middle, but the surroundings have become the appearance of life.

Half of the area of ​​the atrium has been built as a villa for living, and the remaining half is a small courtyard.

Presumably those rooms are where the Niao family lives, but the big tree is like an ornamental plant in the yard of the Niao family.

The yard seems to be a children's playground and Shier's gym.

One corner was full of toys.In another corner, there are all kinds of fitness equipment.

Shi Er placed the big knife and You Yun on the weapon rack at random, and reached out to pick up his son who was gnawing his finger.

Megumin Niao became interested in the flowers in her father's hands, and stretched out her hand babbling.

"I won't give it to you. I put everything in my mouth." As the father's son who looked disgusted and drools all over his face.

Ten years later, Wujo stretched out his hand to tease the baby with great interest, "I didn't expect Hui to be so cute when he was a child."

Shi Er asked vigilantly, "Do you know my child's name?"

Ten years later, Wujo Gojo said triumphantly, "Of course, because he is my student."

what? !

Shi Er looked skeptical, and he quickly glanced at the little white hair standing behind who was holding Xia Youjie's injured hand and was still asking for his warmth.

Is this the man who can teach his children? !

Are you crazy?As a father, there are even 1 questions, and 1 people can't believe it.

"When Shier you were killed by me, the last words entrusted Hui to me. No, it should be sold to me. No, it should be resold to me." Gojo Satoru pretended to recall ten years later.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised, why would you sell your son?

Sell ​​your son!And it has been sold many times.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible for me to do such a thing." Shi Er looked desperately trying to find Gojo Satoru ten years later.

"In my world, Hui's name wasn't Nitori." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru deliberately added fuel to the flames, "Neither was his surname Zenyuan."

Shi Er also felt that although he was a scumbag, he hadn't fallen to that level yet.

But he couldn't refute it himself.

"White hair? Do you want to fight again?" Shi Er looked like Wujo Wuyou was looking for a fight, and his dignity as a father could not be trampled on like this.

Fortunately, at this time, Master Tian Yuan was also Shir's wife who came forward.

She stood on a tall tree, looking down at the visiting guests.

"Send a mayfly in the world, a drop in the vast ocean, every world has a different destiny, don't pay too much attention to it."

Shi Er can only stop with regret, and I will deal with you later.

Gojo Satoru of the high school didn't know why his back felt cold.

"Future Wujo Wu, what do you want me for?" Master Tianyuan said with a smile to Wujo Wu ten years later.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru raised his head and saw Lord Tianyuan.

I didn't expect Hui's mother to look like this, a beauty type with thick face, with a frown and a smile without anger.

The expression naturally reveals perseverance and courage!

To defeat the original Lord Tian Yuan, one must have a strong will.

Another woman who can subdue the prodigal son and scum of Zenyuan Shier.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru admires Kei's mother Chinami Nitori.

But why is Hui so hesitant?

Maybe it's because of the stress of growing up.After all, the biological parents are not around, and the thoughts are too delicate and will be cumbersome.

As an educator, Gojo Satoru, ten years later, couldn't help but think a little further.

"There are too many regrets in a hundred years of life, can it be redeemed?" Ten years later, Gojo Satoru asked the question that has been pressing on his mind, "Or is there any magic in this world that can resurrect others?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Everyone is looking at Gojo Satoru ten years later.

But he faced it calmly.

Xia Youjie muttered to himself in pain, "Actually, it's unnecessary. He...actually doesn't want you to be like this."

Gojo Satoru of the high school reached out and grabbed Xia Youjie's shoulder tightly.

Chinami Nitori floated down from the tree, walked up to Gojo Satoru ten years later, and looked at each other at the same level.

"Everyone is doomed to be alone."

Facing Lord Tianyuan's words, Gojo Satoru nodded ten years later, "Looking up at the starry sky in the long night, I hope someone can accompany me. If I am destined to be lonely, I just hope to have more memories."

Shi Er didn't say a word, and quietly stood behind his wife.

Decades later, he will be the first to leave, leaving only his wife Chinami.

500 years of solitude, a long time.

He hugged his son tightly. Fortunately, you and your child can continue to accompany her.

Chinami Niatori smiled, "I never thought that the strongest man in the magic world would be lonely."

"Because there is a reason for loneliness, and the upper class in the magic world needs a big change, so I chose to be a college teacher." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru's expression relaxed and returned to his usual expression, "Now the high school has me. Eight students, and a few more who have graduated."

It was only then that Xia Youjie realized that Gojo Satoru, who had always hated the theory, would become a teacher.

Wait a minute, Wujo Wu's words have a deep meaning ten years later.

Could it be that the world's own death was actually calculated by others?

Xia Youjie secretly glanced at the high school Gojo Wu.

Well, he didn't hear it.

"Your answer pleases me very well." Chinami Niatori took the flowers from her husband.

"There is more than one method of resurrection, and it is relatively easy to say one." Chinami Niatori thought about it, "The two-faced Su Nuo, the king of curses thousands of years ago, had four hands and two faces. He had a cruel and cold personality and a penchant for killing. At that time The conjurer assembled his peak strength to challenge him but failed. The twenty fingers that were cut off after the death of the two-faced Su Nuo were turned into super-class spell objects and kept in various places."

This is recorded in the history books, and everyone nodded to show that they knew.

Chinami Nitori smiled, "Of course this is something that has been passed down by word of mouth, and everyone present must know it. But there is one thing you don't know. He is the first person in the magic world to master the reversal technique. The reverse spell is actually more like the resurrection spell. After him, the conjurer world gradually mastered one or two, and even now only very few conjurers can master the reverse spell."

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru was shocked, "I don't know this kind of thing."

"Of course, history has changed in the process of inheritance." Chinami Niatori simply sat on the sofa under the tree, pointing at her own brain with her chin on her hand, "This is my first-hand information."

Wujo Wu couldn't help interjecting, "But the two-faced Su Nuo has been dead for thousands of years, and no one has mastered the resurrection technique. Now the reversal technique that can heal others is only mastered by Jia Ruzi. Could it be that she is allowed to comprehend resurrection? technique?"

Chinami Nitori shook her head with a smile, "This kind of technique can only be performed on two sides."

"But he is already dead, and now only his fingers exist." Gojo Satoru of the high school also squeezed to the front at this time.

"So you have to gather all twenty fingers and find a suitable container to resurrect the two-faced Nuo, and he will resurrect the person who wants to be resurrected." Chinami Niatori still reminded, "But you must know that the other party has a bad personality and strong strength. Chaoqun, you have to think about your own strength before resurrecting the opponent. It is very likely that you will be counter-killed."

"Anti-killing? It doesn't exist." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru smiled all over his face. "I have fought against one-twentieth of him. Even if it is the two-faced Su Nuo with all the strength, I will still win in the end."

Didn't expect that there is such a use for the two-faced Nuo?

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru plans to slowly feed the few fingers saved by Gaozhuan to the double-faced Su Nuo container after going back.

At that time, it was the wisest choice to keep the knotweed Youren.

How to fight with fingers?High School Gojo Satoru looked at his future self with a question mark on his face.

"Thank you Lord Tianyuan, I don't have any other questions." Ten years later, Gojo Wu smiled, with an expression of getting what he wanted.

Really anxious!This man must know something!

Chinami Niatori nodded, Gojo Satoru would be strong and smart enough ten years later.

In another world, it is a blessing for my son to have such a teacher.

Give him a little more help.

"Everything in the world has different shapes and has its own laws. Some curse spirits will become human beings after they dissipate, and some people may become curse spirits after death." Chinami Nitori said vaguely and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Okay, you should go." Shi'er began to see off the guests. "Xiao Baimao, the difficulty of gymnastics class will be doubled next semester. I hope you can graduate from me alive."

Gao Zhuan Gojo Satoru looked shocked, "Why? He's about to die now."

Shi Er turned open the gate of the courtyard, "Thinking of my son's teacher, I have to be a little real."

The two unlucky Gaozhuan were wailing.

"Curse spirit?" Ten years later, Wujo Wu repeated the last sentence left by Lord Tianyuan.

Will Xia Youjie become a curse spirit?

The author has something to say: hee hee, laying the groundwork for his next book.

Go to collect it, go!

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"Wujo Wujo and Mantra Fall in Love"

Xia Youjie finally died at the hands of his best friend.

At the last moment, he was reluctant and unwilling, if only... he would have spoken out earlier.

"Want to be resurrected? Sign a contract with me." A strange curse spirit suddenly appeared in his body.

"What do you want?" Xia Youjie couldn't remember when he subdued this curse spirit.

"Curse spirits can also coexist with humans in an open and honest manner."

.....

In a sense, it is somewhat similar to Xia Youjie's previous idea.

"it is good!"

After reaching the contract, Xia Youjie suddenly found himself able to move.

But something strange...

He became a curse spirit, a weak curse spirit!

Wait a minute, Xia Youjie was suddenly eliminated.

What is this!The resurrection is too hasty!

As for the curse spirit just now, Xia Youjie, who died again, gritted his teeth and wanted to find him desperately.

Wait a minute, he seems to be resurrected again, and his strength has increased a bit.

......

Today is the 209th time that Gojo Satoru has been wiped out. When will Gojo Satoru recognize him.