Those years of eating and drinking in the high school of conjuration

There is no way to predict, no way to see through, this is a novel experience for Gojo Satoru, and it makes his already tired nerves excited again.

So fast!Dodging an attack from Fuhesher, his pupils narrowed slightly with vigilance, Gojo Satoru realized that he should not let this person touch him.

The operation with no lower limit started, the brain seemed to be burnt by the flames, and the pain was hot, and the six eyes captured the surrounding movements in 360 degrees, trying their best to find the trace of Fuheshier.

No, can't find, no trace at all.

Leaving the defense to No Lower Limit Spells, and concentrating all energy on finding, densely packed and tiny clusters of mana poured out from somewhere.

Is the weakest and most common spell spirit, teeny.

Was it raised in the body of that strange curse spirit?Disturbing the view with those teeny heads?Now it's even harder to find that guy's location, what should I do?Use [Cang] again?wrong!

The brain is screaming for danger, and the chill creeps up the spine.

"Pfft!" Approaching from behind, Fu Heisher held a strangely shaped spell, ignoring the limitless obstruction, and pierced Gojo Wu's throat.

"Goodbye, Six Eyes." There was a slight sarcasm in the casual tone, "From the moment you completely entrust the defense to the spell, you will lose. The super-class spell [Tiannihoko] has the effect of forcibly stopping the running spell .”

While talking, Fuheshier didn't give Wujo Wu a chance to struggle any more, he pulled out the [Tiannihoko] forcefully with his hand, and the magic tool in the other hand also stabbed Wujo Wu.

"Cough!" The trachea was cut off, he couldn't breathe, his blood was lost, his brain lacked oxygen, Gojo Satoru's consciousness began to blur.

For the final blow, Fuheshier stabbed the small knife-shaped magic tool in Gojo Satoru's temple.

It hurts... Are you going to die?How could I die in such embarrassment, I am the strongest... At the last second before losing consciousness, Gojo Satoru's fingertips felt cold.

It was a chain left by Yu Gongmian before he left.

This way, he shouldn't die. As long as he uses the chain seal to fix the injury in time, even if Wu fails to comprehend the reversal technique again, at least he can persist until the arrival of Nitro.Having reached the main hall of the Xing Xing Palace, Yu Gongmian thought for a moment, the next step is Jie.

"It's almost here, let's wait here for a while." Going further in is the place to meet Lord Tianyuan. They don't plan to go together, so naturally there is no need to go deeper.

"Okay..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a gunshot.

The moment the gun rang, there seemed to be a silver light flashing.

Right in front of Xia Youjie, Yu Gongmian collapsed suddenly, blood was spreading under him, it was dazzling red.

Xia Youjie judged Yugongmian's injury immediately. Thanks to Yugongmian's quick reaction, the chain missed the bullet from a long distance away, and the bullet aimed at the temple only hit the abdomen.

"sleep!"

"Ahem! I'm fine." Yu Gongmian didn't expect the other party to have a gun.

"Huh?" Fuheshier, who came out of the tunnel, realized something was wrong, "You changed the astral body?"

Fu Heisher did not expect this change. Originally, only Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie were assigned to this task. The second-level conjurer Fu Heisher, who was said to be the mascot of the high school, was not at all. He cared, so even if there was one person missing in the middle, Fu Heisher didn't think much about it.

It turned out that it was disguised as an astral body.

Forget it, the main goal has been accomplished anyway, let's go home.

"You, why are you here!" Xia Youjie couldn't believe it. If Fu Heisher could come in here, it meant that Gojo Wu, who was in charge of blocking him, had lost, and might even have... died!

But how is this possible!

"Huh?" Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows, "Why... oh, so that's the case, you want to ask Gojo Wu, that brat was killed by me."

"Really..." Xia Youjie's face was expressionless, and Honglong slipped out of his palm, "You, go to hell!"

Both Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie are still sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, even if they are in their prime, they will not be able to please the magician killer who has experienced many battles in the upper body, let alone the one who has been consumed for two days. Now.

Even if Xia Youjie thought of [Spell Manipulation] to snatch Fuheshier's curse spirit at a critical moment, he failed in the end because of the curse spirit's loyalty to Fuheshier.

Xia Youjie, whose limbs were broken, could no longer fight, and could only watch helplessly as the murderer who killed Gojo Satoru and injured Yu Gongmian left.

The task could not be completed, but Wujo Wu was successfully killed, Fu Heisher was too lazy to bother, and Shi Shiran prepared to leave.

"Hey, don't go." The boy's gentle voice sounded behind him.

Um?Fu Heisher turned his head, it was the mascot.

sleep?He didn't want Yu Gongmian to be seriously injured by Fu Heisher, Xia Youjie wanted to calm him down and stop provoking him irrationally.hateful!Xia Youjie is very unwilling, because I am not strong enough!

"Really, don't let me bleed~" Yu Gongmian stood up staggeringly as if whispering intimately to her lover, her tone raised as if she was coquettish, "I am very angry, very very angry."

The instinct to eat is churning, the tyrannical emotions cannot be suppressed, and the rationality is fading.The annoyance, irritability, and anger of the wrong plan gathered together, roaring and about to spew out.

The wig used for camouflage fell off when it fell down, and the color contact lenses were rubbed off indiscriminately. The boy's delicate half face was covered with warm blood, and one golden and one red different pupils were filled with thick mud.

wrong.

Xia Youjie realized that there was something wrong with Yu Gongmian's state.

That...is not Yu Gongmian.

That is the super-level curse spirit [Dracula]!

"Clang!" A silver chain suddenly appeared, blocking all exits.

More chains appeared, and they surged like a swarm of snakes, clattering towards Fuheshier.

Fu Heisher jumped high and dodged the attack.

The chain slammed into the ground, paused for two seconds, bounced off the ground again, and attacked Fuheshier again.

The field of vision was scarlet, thick blood pooled on the soles of the feet, squirmed and climbed up the body, and the ears were filled with unintelligible ravings... At this time, Yu Gongmian was almost unconsciously destroying.

What a mistake.Like a schizophrenic, Yu Gongmian watched his madness with cold eyes.

Why did it go wrong?He began to reflect on himself.Think about it carefully, is my plan this time too superficial?Is it too idealistic?

According to the original idea, he could use the incident of Misato Kuroi's kidnapping to allow the two most familiar ordinary people who are out of touch with ordinary people to play the role of ordinary people, and follow Fuheshier's plan to force Wujo to reverse his comprehension surgery.

The exercise arranged for Xia Youjie should not have been Fu Heisher's.

Gojo Satoru should be in trouble in the wounded battle, and then comprehend the reversal technique to defeat Fuheshier.This is Yu Gongmian's plan.

Wait... When did I trust Gojo Satoru so much?Yu Gongmian is confused, why do I believe so much that he can win?

No, stop now.

Yu Gongmian pulled back her thinking that was about to go astray.

"Hey, mascot, are you so capable?" Fu Heisher sneered.

……

The movement of the chains stopped.

The blood-soaked boy raised his head, his golden pupil was like cold metal.

"What are you talking about?" The boy's voice was hoarse, and there was a strange short-continuous feeling.

Sure enough, this person should die.

Yu Gongmian thought indifferently.

Anyway, it's all like this, so it's not too much to take a bite before Gojo Satoru wakes up, right?You can't kill this guy with only a half-blood, you have to transform into a blood.

Slowly pulling out the short courier hidden under jk's skirt, Yu Gongmian suddenly smiled, and the next moment, without hesitation, he backhanded the courier into his left chest.

That is, where the heart is.

……

Deathly silence.