The strongest white-haired favorite best friend

High School·Xing Xing Gongqian

A group of people came out of the Xingxing Palace.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru stopped and looked back.

If Riko Tenuchi could fuse with Lord Tianyuan in his own world, would it be like this?

It seems unlikely, Riko Tennai may be erased normally.

"You have a powerful Master Tianyuan." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru sighed with emotion.

He planned to go back and investigate what was going on in his own world, Bird Chinami.

Such a strong woman is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Uncle, you have also seen Lord Tianyuan, now you can get out! But before you get out, let me explain how you fought against one-twentieth of the two-faced Nuo?" Gojo Wu, a high school student, still couldn't hold back his patience.

"Little ghost, I won't tell you." Wujo Wu, who was ten years later, teased Wujo Wu, a high school student, viciously.

"I'll go back and ask Mr. Shier to borrow the Tianni Hoko!"

Xia Youjie consciously stood between the two of them, and the quarrel started again.

Outside the gate of the Xingxing Palace, Hui Yuanxiong and Qihai Jianren were waiting for them.

"Principal, have you come out, senior?" Qihai Jianren, who was silent today, spoke first.

Haibara, who is happy every day, is a little depressed now.

"The future Qihai Jianren has gone back?" Xia Youjie asked.

Hui Yuanxiong nodded, "Time is really short."

High school Gojo Satoru looked at the food in the hands of Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Jianren, drooling.

"Where did the skewers come from?" Xia Youjie was a little surprised, "It seems to taste pretty good."

Jianren Qihai explained, "When I passed by, someone was grilling over there. When the time came, I brought it back."

Ten years later, Wujo Gojo laughed, "Is it the knotweed and the others? Sure enough, the homework was forgotten, and they are really lively."

Uh, Jianren Qihai didn't intend to say the name of the other party.

But I didn't expect Gojo Satoru to guess right ten years later.

Well, Knotabazu Hiroto, it's not my fault that you were scolded.

Several people happily shared the food brought back by Jianren Qihai.

"Huh? Not spicy enough?" Gojo Satoru was a little disappointed.

On the one hand, the young master likes to eat sweets, but on the other hand, he also likes to eat spicy, sour, and this kind of food that is too stimulating.

But every time I was hot and teary.

I like to make mistakes.

Of course Noctua Zhengdao would not be involved in this kind of thing, he hurried back to the office to deal with related matters.

Some information on Liangmian Su Nuo is incomplete, so he has to sort it out first.

Xia Youjie signaled that he had a wound on his hand, so he would not eat this kind of food full of peppers.

Gaozhuan Gojo Satoru motioned for him to help remove the pepper.

Xia Youjie looked at Wutiao Wu who was in a hurry, and sure enough, the young master was responsible for eating.

Xia Youjie was looking at Wutiao Wuze Pepper in Gaozhuan.

In the end, Xia Youjie still got a skewer with almost nothing on it.

"Let's wait for Okinawa, let's do it ourselves. Don't worry, we won't lose to the opponent." Xia Youjie started to throw the lottery into the trash can not far away.

Originally, Xia Youjie's intention was to go home directly.

He didn't want to stay in the high school during the rare vacation.

But Gojo Satoru of the high school must return to the dormitory first.

After going back, Xia Youjie understood Gao Zhuan Wujo Wu's thoughts.

The young master rummaged through the boxes to find the medicine box, "Jie, here are clean bandages."

Usually the young master was beaten up by Teacher Shi Er, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, so he didn't bother to get the medicine box.

Although the young master looked forward to it, Xia Youjie disagreed.

"Don't make a fuss, the bleeding has just stopped, and the blood scab will crack again as soon as you change the bandage. You have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest." Xia Youjie hid his injured right hand.

Gaozhuan Wutiaowu held up the bandage with a look of unwillingness on his face.

Waiting for tomorrow, he must change Xia Youjie's bandages, he can't use his own in the future!

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru leaned against the corner of the table and said nothing.

Xia Youjie was a little strange, "Why don't you talk? Are you thinking about the fingers of Su Nuo on both sides? Actually, the future me..."

Originally, Xia Youjie planned to reassure Gojo Wugang ten years later that there is no need to worry about some things.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru shook his head, "The thing about the two-faced Su Nuo's finger is very important, but now I'm recalling a mission location."

"Mission location? Are you going to do the mission?" Xia Youjie was a little puzzled.

Ten years later, Wujo Wu couldn't forget what task.

"So, where are you going, uncle?" Gojo Satoru, a high school student, was upset that he had attracted Xia Youjie's attention, but he was also quite curious.

"A remote mountain village, I can only recall the approximate location now." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru tried his best to recall, but the time was really too long.

"Maybe half a year later there will be a curse spirit raging there, but now I want to go." Ten years later, Gojo Wu's attitude was very firm.

Wujo Wu of Gaozhuan looked impatient, "Uncle, do you want Xia Youjie to die again? You have to thank Sister Si Niao for telling you a way to be resurrected."

"Little ghost, you don't know how important that task is." Gojo Satoru opened the door ten years later, "So are you going?"

Xia Youjie and Gao Zhuan Wujou smiled at each other, "Of course we will."

Before going out, Gojo Satoru didn't forget to take the medical kit with him.

Because they didn't know the exact location, the three of them could only use the most traditional Shinkansen.

"Uncle, you owe me [-] yen for the bus fare." Gojo Gori, a high school student, demanded the debt confidently.

Gojo Satoru, who was teleported over suddenly, did not bring any money with him.

"Little devil, don't get too carried away. Before buying the ticket, it was in Xia Youjie's bag." Ten years later Wujo Wu could see it very clearly.

The two of them had a black and a white rucksack of the same style. Xia Youjie carried a black one when he went out in the morning, but now Wujo Satoru is using it.

"Hmph! Jie is mine, and of course the bag is mine." Gojo Satoru didn't feel any embarrassment at being exposed. Instead, he said proudly, "What's mine is mine."

"Little devil, don't be too arrogant." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru was actually mad at his young self.

The two looked at each other uncomfortably.

Xia Youjie didn't bother to pay attention to the quarrel between the two.

He glanced at the ticket, there is still half an hour.

They just missed one perfectly.

There is still a lot of time, Xia Youjie is studying the bandage on his hand.

Ten years later, Wujo Wutiao still doesn't have a nitro major, so it's a bit of a gift now.

Xia Youjie had a knot in his mouth and planned to tighten the bandage.

But he used too much force and strangled the wound instead.

Hearing Xia Youjie's breathing, the two Gojo Satoru looked at Xia Youjie at the same time.

"Jie? Are you okay?" Gojo Satoru, a high school student, looked worried.

Xia Youjie shook his head.

I hope the young master won't make a fuss about changing the bandages at this time.

But what happened next was beyond Xia Youjie's expectation.

"Jie, you wait here, we're going to buy food. Uncle, you go too." Gojo Wu, a high school student, forcibly pulled away Wujo Wu, who was ten years later.

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru followed obediently.

Xia Youjie looked puzzled, they were talking back just now, why did they go shopping together again?

But the two walked into Xia Youjie's sight one after the other.

What are they doing?

"Uncle, let's exchange information with each other. At least our ultimate goal is the same." Wujo Wu raised his hand and stroked Xia Youjie's wound.

Obviously, their target is Xia Youjie.

It was rare for the two to put away their joking expressions and communicate seriously.

"Maybe you don't need to collect Su Nuo's fingers." Ten years later, when Gojo Satoru said this, he couldn't hide the envy in his tone.

"Because I'm cautious, I'm going to start collecting fingers too. So the future me tells me what I should do?" Gojo Satoru was very modest at this time.

In his world, Xia Youjie is still alive and well.

But he must be fully prepared.

"Well, I can only say that the two worlds are slightly different. As far as I know, there are 6 sticks in Gaozhuan, and 2 sticks in the container. The whereabouts of the rest are unknown."

"It's not the same." Gaozhuan Wujo Wu said with his fingers, "I remember that the Gojo family has 4, the Zenyuan family and the Kamo family have 3, and the Gaozhuan has 2. Now there are 12, and there are 8 whereabouts. unknown."

"I know a lot." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru was a little surprised.I didn't expect that the self in front of me already knew some family affairs.

Gojo Satoru nodded, "I just know that Kamo and the Chanyuan family have fingers, but after a long time, those spell objects may have been lost."

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru thought about it, "One of the conditions for the resurrection of the two-faced Nuo is the knotweed Yuren. Ten years later, he will appear because of an opportunity. He is probably only 5 years old now."

Gojo Satoru of the high school didn't think about it for the time being, "Yu Ren of the Knotweed? That student with strange hair color? Not only do you need 20 Dragon Balls but also a living person to summon Shenlong?"

"Only fingers can't summon Shenlong. He is the Su Nuo container that Lord Tianyuan said." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru said, "He is a good student. Every student is the cutest. If I have time, I will return to him. I want to see them when they were kids."

Gaozhuan Gojo Wu suppressed his temper and waited for the other party to finish speaking.

It's too wordy, he just wants to hear the key points.High school Gojo Satoru doesn't want to care about his future students yet.

Anyway, they will show up when the time runs out.

"So kid, come on." Ten years later, Wujo Gojo got up and was about to walk back, "Little ghost, get stronger. That way you won't be influenced sometimes."

"Uncle, someone will influence your thoughts?" Gojo Satoru was a little surprised.

He always thought that with the five surnames and his strong strength, he could walk sideways in the magic world in the future.

"The magic world is not so easy to mess with." Gojo Satoru sighed ten years later, "You will also face many old and immortal people in the future. If possible, remember to win over the Zenyuan family or the Kamo family."

"What would you do?"

"If there is an opportunity to carry out a big change at the top, of course there are many ways, gentle or brutal. Otherwise, the top level of the magic world will always be stinky." Ten years later, Gojo Satoru suddenly became very serious.

“I like quick fixes.”

Two people tacitly agreed.

Don't worry, I have a handle on the Chanyuan family. "Gaozhuan Wutiao Wutiao smiled awkwardly, "Zenyuan Naozai personally sent the handle to the door.He swore that he would inherit the Chanyuan family. "

"Him?" Gojo Gojo, ten years later, was taken aback for a moment.It seems that the progress of the two worlds is different again.He currently has no direct relationship with the other party.I heard that the other party has been staring at the location of the Zenyuan family.

Now that Shi Er is still alive, it is estimated that Hui will not inherit the position of the Patriarch of the Zen Academy.That might really be Zenyuan Naoya.

"And kid, what level of conjurer are you now?" Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered an interesting thing ten years later.

"There's no rating yet, but it's definitely level one." Gojo Satoru, a high school student, said truthfully.

"Haha, in my world, Xia Youjie and I in the third year of junior high school are already super magicians."

Special conjurer? !

Gojo Satoru was surprised.

He only knows that there is a 99-year-old woman who is a special class.

Lost again.

There is no way to have a pleasant chat.

Wujo Wujo came back in a hurry.

Xia Youjie was carrying a large bag of snacks in his hand, waiting for the two Wujo Wus out of boredom.

Under the snacks, there is a short mana spirit lifting.

Really use everything.

"Jie, your hand is injured, why are you still moving around?" Gojo Wu, a high school professional, quickly took it.

"Seeing that you didn't come back for a long time, I just bought some food." Xia Youjie held up his injured right hand, "Of course I won't use this hand to carry it."

Xia Youjie looked at the two almost identical faces, "So what were you talking about just now?"

While going shopping, Xia Youjie saw two people from a distance.

The two Gojo Satoru looked at the sky in different positions at the same time, "It's nothing."

These two Wujo Wu have the same guilty expression.

They must have something to hide from themselves.

The author has something to say: Zenyuan Naoya is the strongest tool man.

Personally, I think Gojo Satoru will definitely teach the upper echelons of the magic world a lesson when he comes out of the "cat box".

It's too much for the senior brother to kill the junior junior brother.