Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

"he died."

"Enlightenment."

"I said, he's dead."

Gojo Satoru was holding a kerosene lamp.

Wujo Satoru, who comprehended the reversal technique at the extreme moment, became the real strongest. He returned from hell and comprehended a more powerful technique.

Well, that special person died.

The kerosene lamp is his relic.

So he took it back.

It shouldn't be sad, he's not that special, is he?

Could it be that he insisted on coming back, that he insisted on dying, that he insisted on saving himself...

He is Wujo Wujo, he doesn't need self-righteous rescue.

Why... not just kill him.

Xia Youjie stood beside him expressionlessly, he never believed that man's words from the beginning to the end, how could Shendu kill Wu Wu...

But he didn't expect that everything behind would be so cruel.

Gojo Satoru sat on the steps, looking at the kerosene lamp with blue flame dancing, he saw the pattern engraved on the lamp body, like an eye.

He looked at the familiar pattern.

Suddenly, I understood something. It turned out that those vague killing intents were real, but those laughing pasts were also real.

"What is Lizi's choice?"

The light of dusk enveloped his whole body, and he opened his mouth only to realize that his voice was so hoarse.

"Sister Lizi... was stimulated and hasn't woken up yet."

Xia Youjie knew that she hadn't woken up yet, but she didn't want to wake up.

Even he, why would he still wake up?

Gojo Satoru suddenly lowered his head and bit his wrist, and blood gushed out in an instant.

"what are you doing!"

Xia Youjie grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

Gojo Wu turned his head away, he looked up at Xia Youjie, his blue eyes were full of blankness and emptiness.

"Jie... You said why didn't he just kill me? He was obviously a liar with a purpose in the beginning, and he always acted as if nothing had happened."

"Just pretend I'm... an idiot"

Obviously, he is an unforgivable liar.

"Wu, calm down, Shendu's physique is different from ours."

Xia Youjie slowly sat next to him, and he said something that only he knew.

"Shen Du has always emphasized to me that what he gets in this world is what he has to pay. This is his so-called "price theory". In other words, it would be the best choice. "

Gojo Satoru was silent.

He touched the lamp body with his fingers.

After seeing the lines on the lamp clearly.

The legends handed down from the Gojo family thousands of years ago have pieced together a complete picture.

Legend has it that in the era when the king of the curse, the double-faced Su Nuo, the "rules" forced the birth of a special "six eyes" in that era in order to maintain the "balance".

It is the six eyes, it is not a human being, it is just a carrier of energy and rules.

It was born as a child.

The Wujo family knows that he is a gift from the gods, but they regard him as a tool that can stabilize the Wujo family.

If in that era, the Wutiao family defeated the two-faced Su Nuo, it would be such a glorious and glorious event in the curse world.

"It's just a tool. It doesn't need a name. Calling him young master is the greatest respect given by the Gojo family."

Later, the unique "six eyes" died.

For a Fusangshen.

A magic tool that later generations gave him the name "extremely evil".

It is rumored that after he "killed" the god who gave him six eyes, he followed the two-faced Su Nuo, his hands were covered with blood, and his body was full of sins.

The curse world regards him as the incarnation of evil, but covets him. After all, getting that spell tool is equivalent to holding the world in your hands.

But Fu Sangshen, who turned into the last curse, chose to seal himself.

At that time, the Yusanjia who presided over all this had no objection. After all, they couldn't control it, and sealing it was also an excellent choice.

Wutiao Wu never thought that this lamp, which is closely related to their Wutiao family, is in the hands of Shen Dumin.

He also died because of it.

"Jie... what to do with his body..."

Gojo Satoru's voice was muffled.

Xia Youjie replied to him, "The body is still at Nitzi, and Nitzi didn't touch him."

"Ah, in the end, I still want to buy a coffin. Didn't Shendu say that he wants a coffin more... Well, anyway, I will send him home in the end."

Xia Youjie nodded. At this moment, a message came, and he turned on his phone, as if falling into an ice cave.

[The astral body is dead, the mission is over]

……

Jia Ruozi looked at Shen Dumin lying on the bed, and this scene seemed familiar.

The difference is that last time he still smiled and called her young lady.

All the blood in his body was lost, and a big hole was broken in his chest. The heart inside was necrotic, and it seemed to be necrotic for a while, but it seemed that there were other things that could replace him to maintain his life, so that he could keep moving and conceal it. Had her previous occasional checks.

This is an empty shell that can walk.

An idea gradually took shape.

He said he would come back and take her away, but he was really not joking, so how long will it be.

The curse power of the corpse hadn't dissipated yet, and it was quite a manic spell power. Even if she wasn't close to it, she could feel the destructive power contained in it.

The family entered the nitrous and covered it with a white cloth.

With trembling fingers, she took out a cigarette, lit it a few times and failed to light it.

The cigarette butt lit up with sparks, she took two puffs, and saw a pair of smiling black eyes in the smoke.

……

"The astral body is dead, and the person you want is also dead. Don't forget our deal."

The ugly curse spirit suddenly spit out human words, its eyes were dull, its level was very low, and it had no other abilities other than being able to communicate.

"Ah."

The boy with blue eyes just nodded.

Now that he's dead, it's time for him to get back what belongs to him.

He looked at the wasteland that was still like a piece of scorched earth after a thousand years, passed the old mansion, and slowly stepped into the wasteland wrapped in the formation.

……

Fu Sangshen woke up from the seal of chaos. Compared with a thousand years ago, his appearance has grown a lot. His long platinum hair is loosely tied up behind his head, and he has a pair of hollow golden eyes. Subconsciously blinked.

"Yeah blue eyes."

He looked at the conjurer who had grown into a young man in front of him, and rushed towards him.

Then he threw the person to the ground.

"……what are you doing."

Blue Eyes rubbed his head helplessly.

"Isn't it exciting to wake up and see that you are alive and have grown up by the way? Speaking of which, I didn't expect you to grow up like this."

Fu Sangshen looked at the young man in front of him. It can be said that except for those eyes, he didn't look like he was a child at all, but he was still pretty good-looking, except that he was not as handsome as him.

"You are so annoying."

The blue eyes seem to be helpless and don't know how to deal with it when they get along with each other all the time.

This expression is the most familiar and common expression to him.

Fu Sangshen couldn't help recalling what he was doing just now...

Good guy, didn't he just seal himself, is it really okay to return to the most familiar and impressive place after opening his eyes?

Here is where he once knew the truth.

Also... where Blue Eyes died.

Blue eyes looked at him, pondered for a while and said: "You can understand that I cheated the corpse, then tore off the seal casually, and then found a living dead to get me a body, by the way, we changed a era."

Fu Sangshen blinked.

Fu Sangshen paused.

Fu Sangshen hugged him, "What era?"

Good guy, he called it a good guy, as expected of blue eyes, it's too exciting to be able to cheat a corpse after death.

Blue Eyes pointed to the distance, "Let's go out first, I'm hungry, thanks to you, no grass grows here, if you can eat sand and survive, I don't mind."

"Well, it's not impossible..."

Blue eyes glanced at him, didn't want to talk, tired and tired.

"You are so cold."

Fu Sangshen clung to him relentlessly, with a younger appearance than before, his current appearance is more suitable for the definition of extremely evil magic tools, he can entice people with deceitful intentions to give everything for him.

Platinum shiny hair flicked back and forth with his movements.

Blue Eyes gritted his teeth: "Do you know how hard I tried to get you back?"

"Well, do you want me to repay you? Which one of us is wrong with the other? Or, I help you kill those old things who used your Wujo family? No, it seems to have changed the era... those old things It should be gone by now."

Fu Sangshen recalled the basic knowledge about the magic world that Lanyan had given him.

"Then can we go back to the previous era? Now, I feel that I can help you clean up the entire Yusan family without any pressure. When the time comes, you will be the boss of the curse world, and I will follow you to eat."

"...Heh, what if I say that my current goal is to break the "rules" and make this world out of order? "

Blue eyes watched Zisu wake up beside him, Fu Sangshen without any extra emotion in his eyes.

"Wow, what a good second grade idea, but... if it's your goal, then I'll do everything for you, so—come and use me to your advantage."

Fu Sangshen spoke lightly, as if he didn't care about anything at all.

Blue eyes glanced at him, as if looking at some mentally retarded with a serious illness.

Really are……

trouble.

He slowly raised his hand, and touched Fu Sangshen's head to the side.

His smile was unprecedentedly gentle and clean.

"If you talk so much nonsense, I will kill you."

As if Fu Sangshen didn't hear it, he leaned closer, and his golden eyes were full of blue, "Coupled with your face and voice, it looks like you are acting like a baby, speaking of it..."

He nonchalantly pulled down the simple-style robe, and looked down to see that the chest was covered with a large pattern of transparent blue lines, flowing like a gurgling water.

"I just wanted to ask, what is this thing?"

I can feel that something is sealed in it.

It's painful, but it's not a good feeling either.

Fu Sangshen has a slender figure and pale complexion, and the curse patterns composed of strange lines are more like beautiful paintings spread on white canvas.

The blue eyes withdrew their expressions, looking at him with too transparent blue eyes.

"Isn't it normal to put a mark on something that belongs to this young master?"

Hearing such words as if swearing sovereignty, Fu Sangshen slowly smiled with his eyes bent.

"Actually, I'm very happy. When I opened my eyes this time, the first person I saw was you."

"Oh yes, let me show you this—"

His tone is brisk.

"Spell reversal."

In an instant, everything that he destroyed was reunited and reshaped, and the scattered mana fell like dandelions, and the barren wasteland returned to its appearance before it was destroyed inch by inch with him as the center.

In an instant, the wasteland was re-woven into brocade by the spreading spell.

It's like destroying a painting.

And paint it again.

"I reconstruct the most painful scene in memory to celebrate our new life."

He stretched out his hand and said softly, "Welcome back."