Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

The Fuhei couple showed strong repulsion and vigilance towards Wujo Wu's appearance.

Needless to say Shi Er, he and Gojo Wu, one of the three imperial families, were born at odds, and the two even slaughtered each other once, and they hated each other.

This is especially true for Eri. After becoming a curse spirit, she lost part of human values ​​and morality. When she was not hatched in the past, her reason was limited to her family members.For the guy who almost killed her husband and caused her son to almost lose his father, it's no wonder that Eri's mother would show affection.

What is the purpose of this guy here?

Fu Hei and his wife are facing a big enemy.

Shi Er thought a little more than Eri, who knew nothing about the magic world.

Megumi's technique is exposed!

His son, as the only owner of the spell that can kill [Six Eyes] and [No Lower Limit] in the past dynasties...was discovered by the members of the Yusan Family.

Shi Er thought so, with a gloomy expression.

There is also Huili, who is a super magic spirit, was also witnessed by this guy. With the insight of [Six Eyes], it is not difficult to find the connection between their father and son and Huili.

The successor of the breeding curse, who concealed the ten shadow spells...

Hui, who is only 13 years old and very talented, will be fine. The members of the Zenyuan family will definitely do their best to protect him, but it is not necessarily the case for himself and Hui Li.

It will be [the death sentence] without a doubt.

The crime of raising the curse will be crowned on Shier, he will be wanted and executed, and Eri, who is a curse spirit, will be exorcised.

And Huihui was taken away, and put into a cage called Zenyuan in the name of protecting and returning to the family.

Obviously, the family of three finally managed to reunite, seeing that they could return to their daily routines.

Absolutely not allowed to be destroyed...!

Fu Heisher was like a leopard that had just been intruded into its territory, with a ferocious expression, frizzed hair, bared fangs, and was a little restless.

He moved slowly, avoiding Moxuluo's warning range, and blocked a man, a curse spirit and a shikigami who probably didn't need his protection but refused to move.

Even if he can't wait to pick up his son and take his wife to disappear, and go to a place where no one can find him, Shi Er has to find a way to solve the problem in front of him.

Mo Xuluo's warning target also changed.

As the strongest shikigami of the ten shadow spells, it is obvious that Wujo Satoru can make Mo Xuluo feel threatened compared to Fuheshier who has no magic power.

Gojo Satoru, who was guarded by Shi Er, Eili, and Mo Xuluo, tilted his head and pondered for a moment.

Then he pointed to himself.

"In this situation, does it mean that I have become a bad person?"

No one cares about him.

Gojo Satoru let out a surprised ending sound, looking at Fu Heisher:

"That's fine with Miss Cursing Spirit and Shikigami, but please, a guy like you actually poses like a good father, it's so disgusting that it makes one's scalp tingle."

As he spoke, he even exaggeratedly rubbed his arms, his expression filled with disgust as if he saw some disgusting scene.

Tian and Tyrant, who made Gojo Wu's scalp numb, sneered: "Really, that would be great. If you can just disgust you to death like this, then the Chanyuan family will have to pay me a thank you fee."

"What are you daydreaming about?" Gojo Satoru said with a smile, and said in a tone that didn't want to be beaten: "How could I die at the hands of a weak--little guy like you."

"Ah, is that right? I'm defeated." Shi'er's forehead burst into veins, and he took the Tianni Hoko in his hand and twirled a saber in a mocking manner.

"To each other." Wujo Satoru's smile remained unchanged, as if pointing.

The two who were facing each other snorted in unison.

At this moment, Shi Er glanced at Mo Xuluo behind him.

Although I don't know the reason, but the Shikigami Shira who is said to be pulling the shikigami together to die together is indeed protecting the unconscious Megumi and Eri from getting close to others (including himself), although the picture is a bit disturbing Unhappy, but at least it's still reassuring for now.

After all, Gojo Satoru is not the sophomore college student ten years ago, his current strength has at least multiplied several times.

And how to say that all ten kinds of shadow spells have killed Six Eyes and No Lower Limit. If Moxu Luo is there, if they really fight, they should be able to buy some time for Hui to evacuate with Hui.

Prepared for the worst, Fuheshier looked solemn, but at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out——

Gojo Satoru suddenly spread his hands, shrugged, and said in a really troublesome tone:

"Okay—it's over here, I don't have time to fight with you, although as the strongest I will definitely not lose, but Xiaohui will be angry."

Little...Hui?

Shir: "..."

He had a hellish expression of "who the hell are you calling so intimate".

Gojo Satoru took out his cell phone and shook it ostentatiously.

Especially holding up the text message sent by Fu Heihui.

Relying on far superior eyesight, Shi Er could clearly see the number and notes on the phone screen of the other party.

his son's number.

His son's location information to Wufa.

And the remark reads: [Xiaohui~].

Shir: "...?"

What the hell?

What is this disgusting note?

Also, when did his family Hui meet the kid from the Wujo family?

Looking at the text message time, Hui is the first time to ask this guy for help when encountering a problem?

As a father, he didn't even receive a text message!

Why Gojo Satoru! ?

If you calm down and think about the reason rationally, with Shi Er's IQ, you can definitely guess the reason why Hui made this choice.

——After all, Eri hadn't hatched before, and Shi Er couldn't be pulled over from [-] kilometers away through the shadow. Under this premise, it is obviously more feasible to seek help from Gojo Satoru, who can teleport and is powerful.

However, Fuheshier, whose pupils were shaking, lost his composure.

He doesn't want to think about it.

There are only three words left in my mind:

——Why Gojo Satoru!

— When did the bastard find them?

—and abducted my son while I was not paying attention!

Under Shi Er's hellish expression, Gojo Satoru continued to fan the flames:

"After all, it's the cute Megumi asking for help, so of course I'm coming... After all, compared to someone useless, being the strongest Mr. Gojo makes Megumi feel more secure."

It was as if something had pierced the heart.

"Heh, hindsight, the last guy who arrived was imagining something." Shi Er had a stinky face, and his face was full of displeasure, "The shameful thing who came here after everything is over, what are you showing off there?"

Gojo Satoru, who was indeed late, didn't change his expression, "I came here in time."

He pointed at Mo Xuluo, "If it's in a normal state, only I can save Hui now."

But obviously, this is not the normal situation.

even thought.

His Jiahui was clearly prepared to die together—otherwise, he wouldn't have waited until he was seriously injured and on the verge of death before summoning Mo Xuluo.

This also meant that he didn't know that Mo Xuluo was in a tame state.

Under the premise that he was not clear, Mo Xuluo took the initiative to choose to surrender.

no doubt.

There are abnormalities in his son.

But Shi Er already knew about this kind of thing.

The shikigami of the ten shadow spells need to be tamed before they can be used for their own use. Generally speaking, they need the assistance of elders to avoid accidents.

But Shire never took on the role once.

He had never seen a scene of Megumi subduing shikigami.

It would be understandable if the shikigami had always been independent and Hui himself took the time to tame him, but Mo Xuluo obviously highlighted this anomaly thoroughly.

It's just that Fuheshier never cared about this abnormality, and never asked about it.

Hui is the son of himself and Eri.

It is enough that there is no objection to this.

So facing Wujou's words, Fu Heisher raised the corners of his mouth and turned back: "But obviously I don't need your help now, so in the end, you are useless at all."

Shi Er mocked: "Oh, trash."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Wu's forehead burst out with blue veins.

"Want to fight? Uncle smelly, I only spared your life for Hui's sake."

"Afraid of you? Waste brat."

From the current point of view, it should be a better choice not to offend Gojo Satoru.

But Shi Er, whose son was about to be taken away, didn't care about it, and even relied on his keen intuition to confirm that the other party didn't seem to dare to kill himself, and his tone immediately became extremely provocative: "If you have the feeling, come here. "

The atmosphere once again confronted swords and swords were tense.

It was as if two felines were blowing their hairs and making continuous gasps at each other.

The sleeping Fu Heihui was abruptly woken up, and opened his eyes in his mother's arms in a daze.

"Well……"

He grabbed the black robe on his body, and it took him a while to wake up.

This is?

"benefit!"

A gentle and joyful female voice sounded.

Fu Heihui, who was being hugged in her arms, raised her head in a daze, looking at the big mother Huili, her expression went blank.

"……Mother?"

Mother Eri immediately lowered her head, bent her eyes, covered her gray skin, black eyes without whites, and a rather cold and dehumanized face, showing the same smile as before, like a little sun.

She hugged her son tightly in her arms, and rubbed her soft face contentedly.

Feeling the soft touch, Hui was stunned for a moment, and her eyes couldn't help but sore.

He reached out and grabbed the fabric in his hand, and Fu Heihui was obediently hugged and rubbed by Huili's mother.

After a while, he raised his head with a slightly red face, and asked Huili to put him down in a low voice.

Fu Heihui, who landed on the ground, directly witnessed the scene in front of him.

Mo Xuluo stood by and watched, while his father and Gojo Satoru were like cats whose fur had exploded, as if they would start fighting in the next second, and the atmosphere was like gunpowder, as if they would be ignited and explode in the next second.

Fu Heihui: "!"

The previous warmth was so frightened that it disappeared, Fu Heihui's eyes widened, and she became nervous.

Without saying a word, he rushed over and stopped between the two of them.

"Wait a minute, stop, stop! Don't fight!!!"

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Fu Heihui looked at the two men on the left and right with big heads.

Whether it was Gojo Satoru, who was nearly two meters in size, or Fu Heisher, who was a little shorter than Gojo, who was a little shorter than Wujo, with well-developed tendons, the oppression he felt was not so strong.

Fu Heihui, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, was sandwiched between the two, with dead fish eyes hanging down, feeling suffocated.

"Hui, come over to me."

Fu Heisher called his son's name expressionlessly.

"Megumi——" Gojo Satoru pulled down his blindfold, and looked expectantly at Fukuro Hui with those outrageously beautiful blue eyes with white mist. The three syllables of are particularly sticky, and even beckoned like a lucky cat.

Fu Heihui: "..."

No matter who you choose, you have to face another problem.

Hui took a deep breath, looked left and right at the two people who seemed to be no longer fighting, and finally chose to walk towards Mo Xuluo.

Mo Xuluo was still standing there waiting for Fu Heihui's order.

The dream that was too real before is still vivid, Fu Heihui looked at the hill-like shikigami with a confused expression, he tentatively took a few steps forward, Mo Xuluo didn't move until he walked in front of the other party, this The shikigami like a little giant slowly crouched down, bent down, and looked at himself.

This Moxuluo is not the same as the Moxuluo who holds ten kinds of magic treasures in the dream.

But in Fu Heihui's eyes, they overlapped inexplicably.

Hui shouted: "Moxuluo."

The shikigami with a huge body and a particularly inhuman appearance moved when he heard the sound.

He raised his left hand slowly—compared to the ferocity of the battle, the slowness at this time seemed particularly cautious.

Shikigami put his hand on the face of Megumi Fukuro, who looked too small in comparison with him.

Fu Heihui was stunned, and the little vigilance in his heart disappeared in an instant.

The natural connection between the tamed shikigami and the shikigami can be conveyed to each other through subtle interactions.

...he was worrying about himself.

A look of puzzlement flashed across his face, Fu Heihui raised his hand and put it on Mo Xuluo's huge left hand.

"Let's go back."

Hui's voice just fell.

Mo Xuluo turned into a pool of pitch-black liquid and fell back to the ground, merging with Fu Heihui's shadow.

Really listen to your own orders.

Fu Heihui is full of untruth.

He turned around with a blank expression, and faced the two big men again.

"..."

It seems that compared with my own memory problem, the matter in front of me seems to be more urgent.