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

As long as the remuneration is in place, Fu Heisher is still very efficient in doing things.

He himself has been on the black market for many years, not to say he fully understands the information circulation chain on the black market, at least he understands half of it. In addition to his intermediary, Kong Shiyu's contacts are also extensive. In less than ten days, all information dealers They all have a piece of information that is said to be Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's only weakness.

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This time he woke up in a hotel again, Gojo Satoru looked around, but he didn't see Mianmian, only a boy dozing off on the sofa.

Seven days, which means that seven years have passed in this world. The child who was only eight years old when we first met is already 15 years old. The baby's fat legs are gone, the obvious expression changes are controlled, and the frivolous smile is very similar to Gojo Satoru.

"Yo! Teacher Wujo, good evening." Seeing Gojo Satoru's elusive appearance, the boy forced himself up and greeted him.

Ever since Wujo Wu taught the Messiah for the first time, Mianmian seems to think that this method is not bad, and every time Wujo Wu arrives after that, he will ask him to help teach the Messiah, while she sometimes watches from the sidelines, Sometimes I don't know what to do.

After coming down several times, Messiah changed his words to Gojo Satoru and called the teacher.

"Ms. Rees is resting inside..." Messiah hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it.

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru glanced at the closed door.

"What happened?"

They couldn't lower their voices when they were talking outside, but they haven't seen Mianmian come out until now, which is very problematic.

"Teacher, he...maybe he hasn't woken up yet..."

Having been beaten so many times by Wujo Wu, Messiah's fear and admiration for him is no less than that of Mianmian. He may know more about Wujo's madness than Mianmian. At this moment, the young man who is afraid of angering Wujo is cautiously Tell me what happened these days.

At the end of the second bloody battle, Laura Dracula, the ancestor of flowers, died, Urga, the ancestor of winter, and Norman Wright, the ancestor of blade, were seriously injured and fled.

This is the perfect time to kill Norman Wright.

However, the bloodlines of the bloodlines are strict, and Rees Dracula's bloodlines are princes, which is second only to the ancestors, but it is only this level of difference. It is doomed that Mianmian will not be able to kill the ancestors in a frontal confrontation. Norman Wright.

So, for five full years, he quietly buried nails, weaved a fine cobweb for Norman Wright, bought his blood servants, and revealed his location to the Bureau...

Finally, Mianmian finds the dying Norman Wright.

"Prince? No...you, are you a half-blood?" Even though he was dying, the ancestor of the blood clan still maintained his majesty, calmly looking at the young man who was suspected of being behind the scenes.

"So that's why it's Laura's child." The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, piercing his sharp eyes like a blade, and said in a deep voice, "Have you betrayed the blood clan?"

As expected of an ancestor-level blood race, Mianmian could hardly stop trembling just by his gaze.

It turns out... my mother really loves me.

Untimely, Mianmian came up with this idea.

Laura has never used blood coercion to punish or force Mianmian, nor has she ever used this to force him to have the urge to submit.

"No." Pinching her fingertips, Mianmian replied calmly.

He didn't betray anyone, he just followed his own ideas.

The blood-colored vertical pupils stared at Mianmian for a long time before slowly closing them. The young man smiled relievedly and said, "That's enough, young man, do whatever you want, your blood will respond to your beliefs and give Your power. I, Norman Wright, bless you in the name of the ancestor of the blood race."

"Even if I want to plunder your companion device, will you bless me?"

Xu did not expect that a prince would have such a rebellious idea. Norman Wright was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Yes! I bless you! Young man, as long as you can do it, you can come! I But it's fierce."

The chain drilled out from the palm of his hand, pierced through Norman Wright's chest, and bound the blood core crystal located near the chest.

"Prince, would you mind telling me your real name?"

The chain pulled out the nucleus violently, and the giant sword loomed in the air. Mianmian looked down at Norman Wright, who had begun to dissipate, and replied seriously: "Reese Dracula."

The companion device of the blood clan is connected to the soul, and forcibly fusing other people's companion device is equivalent to forcibly fusing other people's souls. This is obviously an extremely difficult thing for Mianmian. The prince devouring the ancestor is something that no blood clan can imagine. But Mianmian just did it.

Standing by the bed, Gojo Satoru looked at the unconscious Mianmian, his eyes were dim, and he couldn't distinguish emotions.

Seeing the energy flow in Mianmian's body gradually change to a familiar shape, Wujo Wu knew that he had succeeded.

Most of the time, Gojo Satoru is watching the development of this world. After all, he has too little time to appear, and he doesn’t know whether it will affect Amemiyamian on the current timeline, so he has almost no Ask about Mianmian's plan.

But now, he seems to regret it a bit.

"Those troublesome enemies that need to be dealt with by a strong force can be told to me on the day of my birthday. Master Wujo can deal with it in one go..."

"Mr. Phantom thinks so?" His eyelashes trembled slightly, Mianmian slowly opened his eyes, looking at Wujo Wu with a bright smile in his eyes.

His plan worked out and he was happy.

There is the wheel of fortune to break through time and space, there is a chariot to stabilize the passage, and there is one last thing left, as long as you complete the last thing, you can find Mr. Ghost!

Gojo Satoru couldn't understand Mianmian's words.

However, Mianmian just smiled gently, without any intention of explaining.

"My birthday wish for this year..." Mian Mian continued without changing her expression after a slight pause, "I hope Mr. Phantom will always be with me!"

"Are you a three-year-old child?" The tone was disgusting, but his subordinates gently pinched Mianmian's face, "Birthday..." Happy birthday.

She stopped abruptly before finishing her sentence, Mianmian looked at the empty place, her gentle smile faded away little by little.

Don't be impatient, find an opportunity that will never be rejected.

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Narrow alleys, piled up garbage, flowing sewage... This is the hiding place of a well-known intelligence house on the black market.

Black plastic rain boots stepped on the puddles, splashing small water splashes, and a man in a black cloak who could not distinguish between men and women turned into the door deep in the alley.

"Hello, guest from afar, is there anything I can help you with?" The girl with the silver mask smiled and said sweetly.

"..." The wide hood covered the face of the visitor, and he was silent for a while, the hoarse voice obviously came through the voice changer, "Information about Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie."

Working here, the girl is used to seeing strange people, she doesn't care about the strange attire of the guests, she just waved her hands with a smile, and patted her palms.

The girl's quotation obviously exceeded the expectations of the visitors. However, as a well-known information house, the girl's high quotation also represented the authenticity and importance of the information.

Well aware of the girl's rules, the mysterious man didn't bargain, and readily took out a small box: "These are all yours." The small box was pushed in front of the girl.

The smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, and the girl didn't look at the things in the box. After all, people who entered this store were bound voluntarily. If they cheated in the transaction and didn't need the girl to make a move, the restraint would make him pay the corresponding amount. cost.

"Thank you for your patronage." Taking out the latest folder from the shelf behind her, the girl pushed it in front of the guests, "Don't worry, it must be what you want."

A well-known secret.

It's a difficult scale to grasp, but it has to be said that Fuheshier has done a good job.

At least three days later, Yu Gongmian inquired around the people intentionally or unintentionally, and confirmed that the information became a secret between some powerful cursers and some rotten oranges, while the marginalized cursers and normal There is no news from the conjurer at all.

That's right.Casually expelling the second-level curse spirit in front of him, Yu Gongmian smiled and looked at the assistant supervisor who thought he was scrutinizing him secretly: "The mission is completed, let's go back."

The assistant supervisor nodded coldly, and drove back to Gaozhuan after Yu Gongmian got in the car.

It seems that the other party is not ready to make a move.Yu Gongmian, who was safely sent back to the high school, watched the auxiliary supervisor's car leave, and Shi Shiran wandered into the dormitory.Forget it, anyway, it's not bad for two days.

The plan went smoothly, Yu Gongmian was in a great mood, and was even thinking about what conditions he would have the two DKs agree to. It was at this time that he saw Gojo Satoshi standing downstairs in the dormitory, who seemed to be waiting for him.

The tall slender boy saw him, raised his legs and approached him, and walked in front of him.

"Wu?" Yu Gongmian was puzzled, could it be that Wutiao Wu knew about the news he spread?It shouldn't be...and even if it is true, it shouldn't be such... an angry reaction, right?Shouldn't he run over and shout in protest, saying that Yu Gongmian cheated?

With a gloomy face, Wujo Wujo looked down at Yu Gongmian, his expressionless expression was obviously extremely angry.

He suddenly reached out to cover Yugongmian's eyes, bent down and rested his head on the back of his hand, gnashing his teeth: "Mianmian, you're really good at it!" Just leaving a sentence of unclear meaning, Gojo Satoru left angrily.

Yu Gongmian:?

what happened?Yu Gongmian was at a loss, and it didn't look like he had seen the news.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Yu Gongmian picked it up.

"Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's weakness is Yu Gongmian, you really dare to spread this news." On the other end of the phone, Fu Heisher's lazy voice came, "How is it, how does it feel to be stared at? "

"Ah..." Putting aside the incomprehensible things for now, Yu Gongmian replied in a deep voice, "Great, I can't wait to relax my muscles and bones."