After being disabled, I become the strongest spell

The white light hit him, clearly reflecting the sarcasm and interest in his eyes.

As the head of the three imperial families, the Wutiao family will only cause a lot of trouble because it is a big family in the magic world, and if the twins are cursed, there must be one who is born without magic power. It can only become a family disgrace and be discriminated against by the magic world.

Looking at the face that was almost identical to Gojo Satoru, the corners of the man's lips deepened slightly. Unexpectedly, there were twins in the Gojo family.

Twins without magic power are equivalent to useless people. Even if the other party is a heaven and curse, and has the equivalent exchange bestowed by heaven, it is still a worthless waste for the magic family.

Just like him.

The man leaned back against the wall, his eyes moved down to the five empty legs, and the corners of his lips curled up in a pleasant arc.

He was a little curious as to what kind of expression the young master of the Wutiao family would show when he learned that he had such a good-for-nothing brother, who was the strongest in the magic world.

It will definitely be interesting.

Wujo Kong stared slightly, and his eyes fell on the somewhat familiar face of the man. After a long time, he finally found the identity of this man from the depths of his memory.

"People from the Chanyuan family, Zenyuan is even—?" He tilted his head slightly, his voice was as gentle as water, like a breeze blowing past his face, and even his eyes gradually softened: "I'm not wrong, am I?"

The Chanyuan family also had a twin son back then, but it was only heard that the twin who had zero spell power and was considered a waste betrayed the Chanyuan family, and became a spell killer that made the magic world fearful by relying on his own strength alone.

This one, like himself, is the Sky and the Binder.

I just didn't expect him to meet the other party, and it was still in this situation.

Wukong's eyes fell on the wound on his abdomen, and his index finger tapped on his thigh.

In the darkness, his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

"No, you made a mistake—" Zenyuan Shier, no, the man who should be called Fuheshier now coughed lightly, turned his head to spit out the blood in his mouth, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips with his thumb, and hooked Lips smiled arrogantly: "I am married, and now my surname is Fuhei."

"Fu Hei?" Wutiao Kong's brain turned around. There is no magic family with the surname 'Fu Hei' in the world of conjuration, so his surname is just an ordinary family.

"pretty good."

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows, thinking about this sentence that sounded a bit strange.

Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku didn't understand the criss-crossing forces in the magic world. Those guys in the magic world seemed unwilling to deal with people other than those who possessed magic power. It was also difficult for Port Mafia to make friends with them.

A group of guys who live in enclosures.

"How is Kong-kun going to deal with him?" Osamu Dazai suddenly asked curiously, first glanced at Gojo Sora, and then at Fuhesher, his kite-colored eyes sparkled slightly.

"If you don't save—"

His gaze moved down slowly, and landed on the wound that was bleeding continuously. A pure smile appeared on his face, and he said calmly, "With this amount of blood loss, he will die within about 10 minutes."

No matter how good this man's physique was, he couldn't hold back the amount of bleeding.

"Shall I give you a shot to end the pain?"

Osamu Dazai touched the pocket of the cloak, took out a small hand wooden warehouse from it, and said pleasantly: "That's great, I actually have it with me."

"At a time like this, an ambulance should come..." Odasaku said with a headache, covering his forehead.

Hearing that they were discussing their own affairs, Fu Heisher didn't even frown, and looked at the two people with interest, as if what they were talking about was not about him.

He smelled the same kind of smell from these two people, they both belonged to the human beings who lived in the dark.

And the Wutiao family actually had contact with these people.

It was very interesting.

Fu Heisher lowered his eyes slightly, pressed his big hand on the wound, and exhaled lightly.He was conspired by the enemy during his mission this time, not to mention being besieged by four or five curse masters above the first level. In order to kill him, those guys did not hesitate to get two or three super curse spirits.

With his strength, it is only a matter of time before he wants to kill these guys.It happened, some of these curse masters cursed with blood.

After killing the curser, the wound on his abdomen not only did not heal, but became worse.

Tsk, it's disgusting to be ready to drag him even after death.

Fu Heisher should have gone to the hospital to treat his injuries, but those enemies outside were still looking for him, so he could only choose to hide, and go out to deal with them after the wound was healed.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet people from the Gojo family.

Wujo Kong retracted his gaze, and after a little thought, he tilted his head and told Limei: "Someone come over and take him back, and place him in—"

Having said that, he paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and finally said gently after a long while: "Let's put it in the guest room for now."

Only in this way, there is a high probability that he will not be able to sleep tonight.

However, when Wujo Kong thought of Fuheshier, who is a magic killer, there was a hint of joy in his light blue eyes. He originally wanted to find the other party in the future, but he didn't expect the other party to come to his door, so naturally he would not refuse the offer. kindness.

It's a good deal.

Limei looked cold: "Okay."

Then, he took out his cell phone and called for someone to come over.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai showed a look of surprise on his face: "Hey, Sora-kun actually wants to pick him up?"

Then, he chuckled and teased: "In that case, why don't you pick me up tonight?"

Fu Heisher suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wutiao Kong, his sharp eyes fell on the other party, a dark light flashed in the bottom of his eyes, he couldn't see what this kid from Wutiao's family wanted to do.

but……

He will not refuse this guy's kindness.

This Wutiao kid is much more interesting than Wutiao Satoru.

Fu Heisher clicked his tongue in a low voice.

Gojo Sora stretched out his hand and lightly touched Dazai Osamu's cool face, and pushed the approaching face away with a little force. Instead of responding to his words, he gently reminded: "It's getting late, both of you should go back to rest early. Bar."

The voice is gentle, with a hint of toughness hidden in the tone.

Not long after he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps behind him.

Several men in black suits appeared and bowed in unison to the white-haired boy sitting in a wheelchair with his back to them: "Master!"

"En." Gojo Kong responded softly, pointing at Fu Heisher in the dead end, and said gently: "Take him back."

"Remember to be gentle." He reminded with a chuckle.

Fu Heisher was bleeding profusely, half of his body was already paralyzed, he couldn't move let alone stand up, when he heard this, he subconsciously raised his head to look at Gojo Sora, and suddenly met his upper pair of light blue eyes that seemed to be able to see through all disguises.

He sneered, simply relaxed his body, and continued to lie down.

Several subordinates immediately stepped forward and carefully helped him up.

"I'll go first, good night, both of you."

Wujo Kong waved to them, and Limei turned around pushing the wheelchair, walked out of the dead end, and walked towards the right corner.

This time, Osamu Dazai was leaning against the wall, with one hand in his trouser pocket, staring sideways at Wujo Sora's figure, until he completely disappeared from sight, then he silently retracted his gaze.

"Let's go too."

After speaking, he walked towards the dark alley on the left, and the cloak was drawn in a graceful arc in the air.

There was a deep look in Odasaku's eyes, and after staying in place for three seconds, he quickly caught up with the black-haired boy in front of him.

after returning home

Under Limei's command, Fuheshier was helped into the guest room on the second floor, and then Wutiaokong's personal doctor was called.

For a while, the villa was extremely lively.

Until 12:30 in the morning, the doctor came out of the guest room, walked towards the boy sitting in front of the French window, and stopped three steps away from him: "Mr. After treatment, the blood will slow down—"

"However, that's not the case with him." Thinking of the scene he saw just now, the doctor looked serious, and said in thought: "I suspect he is under a curse."

The doctor was only a half-baked conjurer, and he couldn't see what kind of curse Fuheshier was under, but he could only guess that the curse was very weird and tricky.

If one wants to unravel the curse, one can only find the person who cast the curse, but the curse master has obviously been killed by the other party, and instead of disappearing, the curse has doubled its power.

Wujo Kong acted as if he hadn't heard this sentence, he looked at the night scene outside the glass window, admiring the stars dotted on the night, the night was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look away, after a long while, he lazily responded .

"Push me over."

Slipping down, he raised his hand to stop the doctor who was about to step forward, and under his surprised expression, he said gently: "Let Limei come."

The doctor suppressed his strangeness and responded.

After a while, Limei stepped forward to push the wheelchair and came to the guest room where Fuheshier was staying.

As soon as he stepped in, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils. The two nurses stood aside helplessly, and Fu Heisher leaned halfway on the head of the bed.

"Knock him out." Wu Tiaokong still had a gentle expression, and even when he directed Limei to knock Hesher unconscious, his demeanor was elegant, then turned his head to the doctor and nurse and said, "You go out first."

His words carried an undeniable tone.

The two nurses responded quickly.

After the door was closed, Limei stepped forward and knocked out Fu Heisher, who was defenseless, quickly and accurately.

Then, step aside.

【Remove all curses. 】

Gojo Sora looked at Fu Heisher, slightly opened his lips, and gently spit out the ancient and complicated ancient Japanese.

The moment the curse was completed, a curse like an iron chain formed from dark red curse patterns suddenly emerged from Fuheshier's wound.

The clicking sound continued, and the curse chain shattered in the air, fell off, and then dissipated.

After the curse was successfully removed, Fuheshier's wound began to heal slowly.

His physique is stronger than that of a conjurer, even if he is fatally injured, as long as he recuperates for a few days, he will be able to come back to life again.

Even though Gojo Sora couldn't see all of this, he could feel it.

"Let the doctor come in and bandage his wound." Wutiaokong took out the mint candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth. A scent of mint instantly melted on the tip of his tongue, and the smell of blood in the room also dissipated a lot.

"Let him move to the opposite side tomorrow."

Limei walked over and pushed the wheelchair out of the room: "Okay."

"Limei, do you think this spell killer can be used by me?"

Li Mei said expressionlessly, "He can only be used by you."

Passing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, Wujo Kong turned his head to look out of the glass window, a smile appeared in his light blue eyes, and his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it: "Indeed."

"Lime—"

"The warm-up is over, it's time for the game to begin."

The disaster for those people has officially begun.