Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

What does it feel like when the eyelashes are about to poke into the eyes?

Thank you, it's kind of scary.

The five unique eyelashes are very thick, and the feeling that they are about to pierce into the eyes is enough to make Shen Dumin want to slap him away.

"too close."

Shen Dumin's tone was a little dangerous, but there was still some contact, his eyes subconsciously secreted a crystal liquid, and he stretched out his hand to rub it.

The uncomfortable feeling slowly disappears.

Gojo Satoru, who deliberately covered his sight, turned away, only to realize that the blue eyes had disappeared.

They obviously have the closest relationship in the world, but they just keep silent, the closest one, but they haven't broken all the determination to touch each other.

"Since the insignificant people are gone, let Shendu tell a story about a thousand years ago."

Gojo Satoru spoke lightly, his eyes fixed on him.

The feeling of being stared at by the six eyes is probably like being cruelly stripped of its fluffy wool and placed on the dinner plate to expose the lamb to be eaten.

The feeling of being seen through made him look a little unnaturally sideways.

However, Shen Dumin still reacted quickly and organized the language, "Find that guy, I will take you back to a thousand years ago, and see it with your own eyes."

"There's nothing to hide about these things."

Obviously already guessed seven or eight.

But Gojo Satoru had a hunch that as long as he could get Shendu to say these things himself, the relationship between them would definitely not be the same as it is now, just a simple and seemingly intimate relationship.

Shen Dumin still didn't say anything.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt an unspeakable feeling that made him want to vent it, and his last patience and rationality suppressed him, "Well... In this case, I will go and do some other things first, but if I come back , want butter Daifuku!"

His tone slowly returned to his usual briskness.

The eyes are getting colder and colder.

accurate.

Super upset.

Gojo Satoru, who regained his six eyes, had a lot of thoughts flashing through his mind, coupled with the rising anger in his heart, he decided to vent it.

Just go find those old oranges.

After sitting peacefully for so long, it's time to go back and take care of yourself.

In fact, he knew a little about "that guy" in Shendu's mouth, and with Xia Youjie's occasional rhetoric, he also vaguely guessed more. Should check it out.

Although the most fundamental thing is the direction in which the traces of the magic power on those half-spell tools flow... that is the direction of the rotten oranges. Since Shendu wants to investigate, he can consider cleaning up these first.

"Take me with you."

Shen Dumin called Wujo Wu when he turned around.

"Speaking of which, I haven't fought well with Gojo yet."

Usually it's either he kills in seconds or Wujo Satoru goes to kill the opponent in seconds.

There is a well-hidden interest deeply buried in Tong's golden eyes.

"It's ok, fighting side by side or something... Let me see how strong Shendu is."

Wujo Wu tilted his head, facing the morning mist and the bright light of the thin sun, like a glorious son of God.

"Then let me try Wujo's teleportation."

He is obviously very strong, why he can only walk on his feet, he must find out the most handsome way of transportation in the future.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, "Hurry up, otherwise, if you arrive at the destination, there will only be a head or a body left..."

"Sounds scary."

Having said that, he still took that hand, and Gojo Satoru made a movement of interlocking his fingers, "In this way, the grip will be tighter."

"In a certain way, Wujo is really innocent like a high school student."

Shen Duming approached and raised his interlocking hands.

It's like staying in the period of high school, except for being a little taller than before, other aspects really haven't changed at all.

"Waiting for Shendu's consent."

"For example... put the family crest of the Wujo family here or something."

Gojo Satoru's eyes moved to the boy's slightly exposed collarbone.

The unabashed sight.

"Speaking of this... it should be five with the family crest of the Shendu family."

"How about covering your neck."

Shendumin's gaze also looked at Wujo Wu's slender and fair neck, on which there were extremely faint, almost invisible tooth marks, which Wujo Wu deliberately avoided when he used the reversal technique for treatment.

"It's not good behavior just to let Shendu bite you so much."

Wujo Wu generously let Shen Dumin look at him.

"There will be a chance."

Shen Dumin ended the topic meaningfully, and then read Wutiao Wutiao from beginning to end, "But Wutiao, are you sure you want to use this body to make a dungeon?"

Gojo Satoru was still wearing the bathrobe from last night, the parts that should have been exposed and the parts that should not have been exposed were almost exposed due to the fierce fight, and it was draped loosely on his body.

"Don't worry—they will definitely go back to take care of themselves if they can't even see clearly."

Gojo Satoru elongated his voice nonchalantly, he tightened his hand again, and launched a teleportation without warning.

The hitchhiker Shen Dumin: ...

It turned out that the fact that the head might be the same as the body was not lying to him.

When he arrived at the destination, he almost vomited out while supporting the tree regardless of his image. He silently performed the inversion technique. It was good that his inversion technique, which was not milky at all, could relieve his nausea.

Gojo Satoru taunted unceremoniously: "It's too weak, Shendu, how far is it from Panxingjiao to here, can't bear it?"

absolute.

It was intentional.

Really want to kill teammates, Shen Dumin put on a calm expression, and just took a step, the harsh siren sounded, and the "tent" was lowered in an instant, as if it was specially aimed at them, the spell power was in an instant Being stagnant, the speed of mobilization is infinitely slowed down and blocked.

Only then did Shen Dumin restrain his expression: "It seems that the warning beating last time gave them other ways to deal with us."

The last time when they came here, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie rushed up all the way. Although they did something, it was like a warning from the upper management's initial thoughts.

"The magic power similar to that half magic tool is approaching."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his six eyes.

"That Six Eyes is probably not with them. The front foot just gave us a key to open the dungeon like this, and what is waiting for us on the back foot is a net of heaven and earth."

The other side is obviously prepared and waiting here with a plan.

The "tent" specially used to deal with them is probably not another enchantment technique.

"Compared to the five-point statement, I think it is more appropriate to trust us and let us break the game."

After all, most of the curse world combined is probably not as strong as a few of them.

In the next second, everything in the entire enchantment fell into darkness.

"interesting."

Gojo Satoru ignited his fighting spirit.

The six eyes and the brain are running at high speed, capturing everything around them.

It's like being wrapped in a sphere.

They and the entire enchantment began to sink.

It seems like the feeling of Gojo Satoru's teleportation, and he can feel that he is constantly moving.

They don't move.

Is it similar to the ability to transfer... I really want to see where it will be transferred.

Gojo Satoru and Shen Dumin seem to have the same idea.

They seem to have no fear of facing the unknown.

The darkness above all of this was lifted like a piece of cloth, and when the vision brightened again, Shen Dumin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Countless wreckage.

Magic tools, human things, this place is like a garbage dump.

It seems to be in a remote dense forest, but the difference is that the scarlet land is buried in this garbage dump-like scene. Apart from the strange smell of mana, there is the smell of blood and the mournful sound of mana tools.

— more like the product of some failed experiment.

It turns out... so he guessed right.

Shen Dumin's expression sank, he squatted down, and looked at the half of the human arm closest to him. The part that should have been the palm was replaced by a twisted spell, and there were suture-like traces at the interface. The meridians and blood vessels on the arm , were forcibly distorted, forcing them to be connected to spell equipment one after another.

The creators tried to connect people with magic tools.

He stroked the other wreckage next to him with his fingertips, and he could vaguely see that it was a beautiful fan-shaped magic tool before, but now the fan bones were forcibly connected to the human spine, and the fan surface was just attached to the back of the human body.

"Squeak..."

The wreckage pile not far away moved twice.

"Long time no see, Fu Sangshen."

A hoarse voice sounded from the pile of wreckage.

"I really want to see your expression when you see this scene...It's a pity that no matter how many experiments you do, there is no more existence like you who is both a Fusangshen and a human being... Yes, it is man-made after all, but there are still small things. It’s a pleasant surprise, I’ll give it to you as a present soon.”

Shen Dumin stood up expressionlessly.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, and forcibly circulated the blocked spell power, with dark clouds in his eyes.

"It's amazing, unique, the spirit of Fusangshen, the body of a human being."

"A small part of that, the soul that belongs to human beings has been devoured and given up by you."

The hoarse voice was full of joy and determination that could not be suppressed.

Shendumin suddenly smiled, his pupils were as cold as sharp blades, with a strong killing intent: "The guy who dare not show his true face, like a parasite in the sewer, can only parasitize on others. It's really sad."

"You can say anything."

"After all, I'm just stating the truth."

"Tell me...if your family members knew what they thought all along that the rescued child was actually swallowed and fused by Fu Sangshen from the very beginning, what kind of expression would they have?"

His voice slowly became hoarse as if he was stuffed into the wind and sand: "But it's a pity, there is no second Fu Sangshen who can live in a human body."

"It failed again. It's so close to creating another human form. It's a pity."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, those half-cursed tools are the product of my painstaking efforts to peel off the human soul with the magic power and put them into the magic tool, trying to artificially create Fusangshen... I have said so much, how about Guess what role those who received the half-curse equipment will play in this game."

As if explaining something.

No, or in other words, it was the sharp edge that was used to break the defense before the attack.

"Unfortunately, it's useless to say more."

Although Shen Dumin's expression became more and more indifferent, and his eyes became darker and darker, his tone was still firm and indifferent.

"Shendu is right, it's better to kill this kind of rubbish."

"Virtual Chick"