I got the Wenhao system

Zhongyuan Zhong also said: "The so-called leader of the organization is at the top of the organization and is also a slave of the organization. If it is for the existence and benefit of the organization, he will be immersed in all filth with joy. Cultivate subordinates and put them in the most suitable position. If necessary, throw it away after use, if it is for the organization, no matter how ruthless it is, I will happily implement it, this is the strength of the organization..."

The other party became irritated: "What do you want to say?"

"This is what the leader told me," Nakahara Chuya said in a deep voice, "You treat others only by taking advantage of everything."

All in all, smelly shameless.

Chuya Nakahara's words seemed to slap them across the face.

Someone said: "Don't listen to him, just confirm the situation and leave. I don't know how much I have been corrupted by the curse spirit. Maybe it is the curse spirit who is talking."

"Damn monster, really articulate."

"Lingli?" Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know what to think of, and clicked his tongue in displeasure, "That's some bastard you haven't seen before."

There is one thing to say, Zhong Yuanzhong is always easy to be mistaken for an innocent and kind boy who is easy to believe in others. It should be because his appearance is too deceptive.

But in fact, his intelligence and ability to understand people are not bad, and he has seen the attitude of "sheep" people towards him before, but he just doesn't want to pay attention to these people who have saved him.

[The host confirms the use of potion props: Negative situation dispelling agent

The character vest in Zhongyuan also returned to normal state]

The anesthetic hadn't been removed yet, but just for a while had no effect.

"They should all be here," Nakahara Nakaya stared at the invisible crowd behind the re-closed gate, and whispered, "What kind of broken plan did that bastard Dazai make? If he can't find me in time, he won't have anything to do." No."

It is true that I wish to kick Osamu Dazai to death, and the trust in the "double black" partner is also true.

The orange-haired boy took a deep breath.

"You gloomy and filthy tolerance..."

Magnificent black and red patterns spread out from his body.

"Please don't wake me up..."

It was like some kind of sacrificial inscription, the key to open a door.

The big figures who seemed to be visiting animals were exchanging pleasantries, and when they were about to leave, they suddenly stopped in unanimous agreement.

They were quite successful as conjurers, and they all noticed the soaring breath in the room.

"What? What's going on?"

Just now Zhongyuan Zhong was still firmly tied up!

"what--!"

Accompanied by a long roar, the solid house covered with spells was shrouded in red light, falling apart in an instant.

"Boom!"

"shit!"

"Warning! That guy escaped?!"

The conjurers reacted very quickly. They all prepared their spells and stared at the figure that might appear in the next moment.

The last steel plate that collapsed fell, and the smoke and dust were blown away by gravity.

It was no longer the orange-haired boy who walked out of the smoke and dust, and the aura of magic power exuded was almost completely different from the previous traces. He looked at the circle of conjurers who were staring at him, and showed a ferocious smile.

That is the power in the boarding human body, it should be said... the "artificial god" Huangba vomits.

The boy's hands became pitch black, and his eyes were no longer human pupils.

"It's a curse spirit!" The conjurer who reacted the least was the first to yell, and a spell directly hit Zhongyuan Zhongye, "It has occupied this body!"

It seems that the human body is just a "door" after all, and when it is opened, the curse spirit will be released, and it cannot become a king over the curse spirit.

They were reluctant to kill an existence like Zhongye in the Central Plains, and they still prioritized how to catch him again.

Last time I took the opportunity to sneak attack with drugs, but this time it will be difficult.

In the enchantment of the High School of Conjuration, Gojo Satoru was engulfed in mist, and the feeling of losing something in his body came again.

He stared at "No Lower Limit" on the opposite side, and said with a smile, "We meet again. To be honest, the jewel on your head is too ugly."

Gojo Satoru couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to it, excited, or angry.

The Six Eyes and No Lower Limit complement each other, and without either one, it is impossible to exert its powerful power. Gojo Satoru is unique.

Gojo Satoru and No Lower Limit didn't talk nonsense, and No Lower Limit raised his hand to a weakened version of Cang.

The blue-black light exploded.

Amidst the smoke and dust and the sound of the alarm that detected the strange magic power, it was obvious that Gojo Satoru had been dragged back, but Shibusawa Ryuhiko had no intention of looking for Riko Amauchi at all.

Yunjing Xingjian really couldn't understand what "Tianyuan" was, even if the real god dared to say "prepare me a human as a living sacrifice", he had to cut him down immediately like Yamata no Orochi, otherwise Yamata What a big snake.

In the final analysis, Tianyuan and the high-level conjurers still have interests.

Those old people are self-confident and dare not take the step of trying.

Wujo Satoru, the new generation, somehow failed to fully grow up when encountering a crisis.

When Yun Jingxing saw that he had rescued Riko Tennai, the progress bar of the mission should jump a lot, but he didn't want to do that.

Coming here as the host of the system, his task is to advance, not to be a baby daddy.

Just now when Gotiao Wu said that heart-wrenching quote similar to Xia Youjie, Yun Jingxing was stunned when he saw it. The next moment he realized that the plot line of this world has undergone tremendous changes, and his goal has been achieved. up.

Gojo Satoru jumped out from a blind corner on the side, and kicked over. He could have hit the target, but was firmly stopped by the infinite stopping power.

Fortunately, Liuyan's reaction speed and observation ability allowed Gojo Satoru to avoid it before Wuxia caught him.

Sometimes having long legs is also beneficial.

Gojo Satoru can't play offensive power, and he can't last long without a lower limit. Both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages.

It should be said that it is worthy of Gojo Satoru's technique, and you don't need to control it. You just clenched your hands tightly and chased Gojo Satoru's running figure, blowing up the surrounding area.

The surrounding area instantly seemed to have been hit by an asteroid, and countless rugged pits appeared.

Behind the circle of ashes that exploded without a lower limit, there was no one there.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko was startled, subconsciously dodged to the right.

Behind him, Gojo Satoru's fist emptied.

If this punch hits, it is definitely enough to directly cut open the belly.

Yun Jingxing saw his heart and said that luckily, he could concentrate on it after resigning, otherwise it would be a disaster if he opened his vest part-time.

When the vest died, it would be smoked again in the pool, but Yun Jingxing always had some affection for these vests.

At that time, the script will have to be changed to Shibusawa Ryuhiko (Tatsuhiko’s supernatural skin version), and we have to pray that he can draw the characters out of the pool before the script fails.

Gojo Satoru wiped the blood on his cheeks, his white hair was covered with smoke and dust, but his eyes were far brighter than anything else, he wiped off the blood casually, and looked at Shibusawa Tatsuhiko decisively: "Get out of here, you The bastard."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko sighed: "I thought you were really going to fight with Shushi, did you give up?"

"Who wants to give up," Wujo Wudao said, "I've already said it, I'm going to beat you!"

"...You're really not good," Shibusawa Ryuhiko put one hand on his temple, his eyes slightly confused, "After defeating you, can I see what I want to see?"

"I always feel that the current glory is missing something..."

Gojo Satoru shuddered at his eyes that seemed to be staring at his own things.

Does this person have that serious illness?

Isn't his purpose to defeat him and then kill Riko Amauchi?

Between Gojo Satoru and No Lower Limit is a bit like an endurance battle.

These two people are getting more and more crazy, and there is no limit to see the expression, but Wujo Wu's expression can already be said to be ferocious.

It's probably the kind of pull together even if you want to go to hell, completely forgetting the original purpose.

Gojo Satoru, who no longer needs to provide unlimited spell power and thinking power, has better endurance. He only needs one opportunity now.

Gojo Satoru's face was already covered in blood. In the thick mist, he finally punched No Lower Limit to the ground and stomped it down so hard that the ground cracked.

"Haha!" Gojo Satoru raised his scarred right hand, laughed and looked at No Lower Limit, planning to give him a final blow, "How can my son beat Dad! I won—"

A finger without a lower limit suddenly touched Wujo Wu's forehead.

They are the ones who are most familiar with each other's weaknesses and fighting styles.

When the blue ball brewed on his fingertips, Gojo Satoru seemed to see hell.

Cang's light exerted its last residual heat in the hands of the soon-to-be-shattered Unlimited.

The entire Conjuration High School clearly saw the blooming blue-black sphere, and the loud sound and vibration it brought after it shattered.

Xia Youjie opened his eyes wide, watching this scene in disbelief: "Enlightened...?"

The air is filled with clear traces of spell power with no lower limit spells, but it is already impossible to tell whether it is Wujo's enlightenment.

How would Gojo Satoru defend against an attack without a lower limit?

Xia Youjie didn't want to doubt his friend, but he couldn't say "don't worry, Wu is very strong" to Riko Tenuchi.

The three of them have come to the front of the Xingxing Palace, and they will reach their destination after going into the underground passage and walking a short distance.

Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Wu's direction, and then at the tunnel.

Xia Youjie scratched his hair impatiently: "Asshole!"

Still not strong enough? !

"Jie, your choices must be meaningful, I believe in you."

Xia Youjie's mind suddenly remembered Wujo Wu's words.

"..."

"Lizi!" Xia Youjie grabbed the footsteps of Tennei Lizi who was about to go down, and stared at her seriously, "Do you really think you died for justice?"

Riko Tenuchi was stunned, and quickly said: "Say, what are you talking about, haven't you already planned it? I live to become the body of Master Tianyuan, I—"

Xia Youjie interrupted her: "What about you?"

"Heijing also asked you just now, but you didn't talk about your own problems at all. It's only natural to die for the sake of the world. Wu and I don't think so!"

"It doesn't mean that if the Tianyuan is gone, everyone will die!"

Xia Youjie shouted out everything he wanted to say in one breath.

There was a long silence in the air.

If... Tiannai Riko said she didn't want to die, Xia Youjie knew where to let her go.