After being disabled, I become the strongest spell

Fu Heihui was raised under Li Mei's name since he was a child, and he was responsible for all the daily life, so compared to his biological father Fu Heisher, his relationship with Li Mei was better.

As for Wu Tiaokong, Fu Heihui had only heard about him from Fu Heisher and others, and knew very little about him.

Apart from his childhood memories, he can no longer figure out the character of the other party.

Before he was enrolled in the High School of Conjuration, Limei had told him not to reveal anything about Gojo Sora, preferably not even mentioning his name.

Therefore, at the moment when he saw Wujo Wu, even though there were many doubts in his heart, Fu Heihui never revealed anything about Wujo Kong.

After leaving home, he was just an ordinary student in the magic high school.

However, at this moment, Fu Heihui had no choice but to stand up.

"Fu Hei Hui." Li Mei looked at him suddenly, with a cold expression, staring at him unkindly: "What are you doing—?"

"This sentence - I should be asking you!"

Fu Heihui clenched his hands hanging by his side into fists, looked at Li Mei, frowned and asked, "Do you want to revive the two-faced Su Nuo?"

Hearing this, Gojo Kong sighed helplessly: "We'll talk about this matter when we go back."

Now is not the time to say these things.

However, Wu Tiaokong didn't intend to tell Fu Heihui that this sentence was just to coax children.

"No, make it clear now!" Fu Heihui obviously didn't appreciate it, and was determined to get a satisfactory answer here.

During his time at the Curse Academy, he knew better than anyone the danger of the King of Curses.

The resurrection of this person will only cause the loss of life.

Therefore, as a conjurer, he absolutely does not allow the resurrection of the cursed king.

As for the two-faced Su Nuo being fleshed in the body of Polygonum cuspidatum Youren, there will always be a solution.

Wu Tiaokong didn't bother to continue talking to him, after all, the purpose was not the same, and he didn't expect the boy to understand him.

After a pause, he turned his head to Limei and said, "Knock him out, and then throw it to Fu Heisher."

不听话的熊孩子，让他的父亲揍一顿就行了，可别指望五条空会用'爱的教育'来和他好好谈心事。

Limei nodded, he just wanted to beat Fu Heihui, just when he was about to walk towards the black-haired boy, Gojo Satoru, who couldn't move, moved suddenly.

His pupils constricted suddenly, and he looked at Gojo Satoru vigilantly.

"Hey, what do you want to do to my lovely student?" Gojo Satoru twisted his stiff neck and arms, squinted his eyes in displeasure, and his eyes fell on Gojo Sora: "Speak well, don't shoot at my student."

After expending a lot of mana, he finally broke free from the Spirit Words within a few minutes.

Wujo Kong's spell of speech is extraordinary, but fortunately his spell power is inexhaustible, otherwise it would probably take more time.

Recalling the feeling just now, Gojo Satoru frowned.

Gojoku was indeed a bit trickier than he imagined.

"Before you say this, please weigh your identity first." Li Mei replied unceremoniously, and even when the other party was about to say the next sentence, said: "I am Fu Heihui's guardian. "

Compared with the status of teacher and guardian, it is natural that the latter has greater rights.

Li Mei is indeed qualified to teach Fu Heihui a lesson.

Gojo Goto suddenly became upset, glanced at him provocatively, and said to Fu Heihui: "Hui, do you want to consider changing a guardian?"

"I'm definitely a lot better than him."

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Fu Heihui's mouth twitched, the complex emotions that had just arisen in his heart dissipated immediately, and he said tiredly: "Teacher Wutiao, stop making trouble..."

Because of his words, there was no atmosphere at this moment.

The evening wind blows slowly, bringing a little bit of coolness.

The air suddenly became quiet.

"Wait...well, can I talk?"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Knotabagi Yuren immediately got up from the ground and couldn't help raising his hand.

Hearing his voice, several people turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

Knotweed Yujin cleared his throat, scratched his head again, his face was full of confusion: "This... can someone explain to me what's going on?"

After a pause, he looked towards Wu Tiao Kongdao: "If I go with you, can you guarantee that I can survive...?"

These strange guys just now seemed to be discussing his life openly.

Is he dying?

Knotaba Yuhito was confused.

"Hey, it's impossible—"

【sinking! 】

Before Gojo Satoru finished speaking, Gojo Sora's voice suddenly sounded.

Before he could react in the future, his body fell uncontrollably towards the ground, as if he had been filled with a thousand catties of lead.

Boom!

The ground was directly smashed into a human-shaped pit without a lower limit, and the dust flew up instantly, making the vision blurred.

At the same time, Limei rushed up quickly, pointed her elbow at Fu Heihui's abdomen, and stabbed it mercilessly.

Fu Heihui's expression suddenly distorted, the pain caused him to subconsciously hold his stomach and groan, his feet went limp, and he collapsed directly on the ground, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he gasped for breath.

"There will be no next time." Limei looked down at him.

It's enough for the bear boy to beat him once, if he can't do it, he can beat him a few more times.

All these years he has treated Fu Heihui as a free agent, and he did not expect this kind of thing to happen.

Gojo Sora didn't care about Fu Heihui's every move, but he couldn't stand it.

Why does this kid talk to Wu Tiaokong with that attitude.

"Li Mei." Wu Tiao Kong Wu Biao said helplessly, "I'll let you knock him out..." Instead of beating him up directly.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise in the pit.

Limei and Wutiaokong immediately turned their heads to look over, and saw Wutiaowu's forehead with bruises popping up, and he stood up from the pit with force. The black high clothes on his body had already become dirty, but he didn't seem to notice it.

A strong spell emanated from him.

The air was so compressed that it twisted instantly.

"Don't touch my students." Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and looked at Wujo Sora with a cold expression. He had already torn off the blindfold and threw it aside. His ice blue eyes were full of fierceness. "Wu Tiao Kong, don't provoke me."

Even though his body seemed to be crushed by a boulder, Gojo Satoru was able to straighten his back, except for the discomfort he felt at the beginning, with a fierce aura lingering around him.

He is holding back, not to shoot this brother.

The night wind was getting colder and colder, and it hurt her cheeks.

Wujo Kong touched his pocket, took out the small loudspeaker he had prepared, and said slowly, "Don't you really want to know why I was resurrected?"

"Let me tell you—"

"I'm sick of that body, not being able to get in the sun, not being able to move around, and having to take tons of pills every day."

"So, I am willing to be killed by Xia Youjie and then resurrected."

As for the method of resurrection, let Gojo Satoru imagine it on his own.

Gojo Satoru had already guessed this in his heart, but he didn't expect that Gojo Sora was killed voluntarily!

"Whether it was in the past or now, it seems that the sky and the curse are not going to let me go." Wujo Kong shrugged helplessly and gently comforted him: "So don't worry, I have always been self-aware."

"I don't have magic power, I can't beat you—"

He is well aware of his weaknesses.

Once a spiritual master is sealed by the enemy, he will completely lose his ability to fight.

Regardless of whether Gojo Satoru saw through this point or not, even if the opponent did not take any action, Gojo Sora was not prepared to show mercy.

This is just the first battle.

He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and aimed at the loudspeaker:

[All the curse spirits come out to attack Gojo Wu! 】

As long as the curse spirits hidden in the surrounding area, no matter what level they are, they all rushed out after being summoned by Wutiao Kong's speech spirit.

He can't see it, but it doesn't mean he can't manipulate them to deal with the enemy.

In an instant, dozens of curse spirits appeared in midair.

"Ahem...how, how could there be so many?!" Fu Heihui just took a breath, raised his eyes to see this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was pale.

Dense, indistinguishable levels of curse spirits spread all over the night sky!

The curse spirits around here should be able to count with ten fingers!

What exactly is going on? !

Li Mei squinted at him and said coldly, "Speaking Spiritual Art."

Speech spirit, or it can be called again—close to the word of God.

He said that if the mantra appears, then the mantra must appear.

Even if the environment here is so clean that there is no head curse spirit, it will be directly compressed and born from the curse.

Only the current Wujokong can do it.

Moreover, only Gojo Sora could think of doing this, with a huge number, to create a little trouble for Gojo Satoru.

Even the Goujuan family, the descendants of the spellcasters, can't support such a spell that consumes a lot of magic power, let alone choose to do so.

Because, in front of a powerful enemy, no matter how many spell spirits there are, it will not help.

In an instant, the curse spirit rushed towards Wujo Wu.

In the next second, Wutiaokong felt a gust of strong wind blowing towards him, causing him to close his eyes subconsciously. After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes and met those familiar ice blue eyes.

Gojo Satoru stood in front of him.

His hands were only a few centimeters from his neck.

The wind blows and the hair flutters.

Gojo Sora could smell sweets on him.

The two brothers were relatively silent.

After a while, Wu Tiaokong said, "Why don't you do it?"

He raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, as if he didn't realize the danger that was coming.

"Do you really think that I dare not do anything?" Gojo Wu's eyes sank, but he withdrew his hand suddenly, "I don't care what happened to you before."

"If you are obsessed with resurrecting the two-faced Su Nuo, we can only stand on the opposite side."

Hearing this, Wu Tiaokong couldn't help but chuckle: "I thought—our two brothers have been on opposite sides since we were born."

"Brother, don't you think so?" He said helplessly.

"But I don't care anymore."

In the next moment, he suppressed his smile and said expressionlessly: [Go to hell! 】

The strong wind blew instantly.

Gojo Satoru no longer held back, and when the word spirit technique was in effect, he suddenly stretched out his hand to Gojo Sora's chest.

In the next second, Gojo Sora was thrown flying by the powerful magic power.

And not far behind him is the edge of the roof, which is three stories high from the ground, even if it doesn't kill anyone, it will break limbs.

Like a kite with a broken thread, Wu Tiao flew upside down from the rooftop, and then fell downward.

"!!!"

"dad?!"

"Five empty!"

In an instant, several exclamations sounded from the rooftop at the same time.