5t5 favored by the gods

The silver-haired boy in the dream, or should be called a man.She is more than ten centimeters taller than when she first met her. She is dressed in black, wearing a black eye patch, and her beautiful silver hair is tied up.He stood above the sky, with his head bowed and his focused gaze pointing directly at an old wooden building, and she heard him curse.

"Rotten orange."

The girl heard this sentence as soon as she entered, and she understood the meaning expressed by the other party miraculously and clearly. At the same time, she felt the deep disgust, rage and destructive desire so thick that it was full of viscous blood, surging in her chest. The energy that originally flowed naturally in the body was pulled into a negative mantra of the same attribute because of the sympathy in an instant.

The dream is a very delicate boundary, it is located between the root and the imagination, you can use the dream to get in touch with the surface root, and you can use the imagination to change your dream. Of course, this all happens when you know that you are dreaming and you are strong enough case.

She quickly stabilized herself, but the power that was affected for a moment alarmed the owner of the dream, and even awakened part of his consciousness, making the other party vaguely perceive that she was dreaming.

"Look at what I found? A curse master who randomly ran into other people's dreams?" Gojo Satoru's willpower, calculation power, and perception are at the peak of human beings. The moment he sensed that he was dreaming, he locked on and made him feel full. The outsider with a sense of disobedience, instinctively raised his hand to pinch the outsider's neck, and was a little bored because of the opponent's ability to resist.

"You guys are really courageous now~ The way of killing people in dreams is a bit outdated. Make yourself stronger a little bit, and come play with me again." The absent-minded man flirtatiously teased, Gojo Satoru finally Attention shifted from the gathering place of rotten oranges in the dream to the face of the outsider.

"...Ah? It's still a child." When he saw only her face, he still wanted to say, is it possible that the curse master is now trying to confuse him with beauty and then kill him?However, if you pay more attention, you will find that the comer is too young, so small that he immediately stopped his teasing words, but he did have a few tenths of a millisecond of shake and loss of focus because of that beauty, which did not prevent him from standing up. Killing heart.

The 28-year-old Gojo Satoru has rich experience in assassination and so much combat experience in martial arts that he can be evaluated as a veteran.A warlock who knows how to deal with this kind of attack in a dream, as long as he knows that he is in his own dream, with strong willpower and control over the dream, he can easily counter-kill the opponent.

But this time, it seemed that the willpower of the outsider was stronger than that of the owner of the dream.

The girl whose neck was choked and held in mid-air with one hand was looking at the man through the black blindfold. The choking action in the dream couldn't hurt her, but the girl knew that the man was increasing his strength and trying to kill her....

"I have a bad temper. I just wanted to come and play with you when you were sleeping, and I would like to ask you how to pronounce your language. Let it go, I won't disturb you in your dream of killing oranges."

Gojo Satoru looked at the little beautiful girl wrapped in a silver gauze dress in her hands. She was very beautiful, even if she didn't have the body of an adult woman, it didn't hurt the beauty that made people reluctant to take their eyes off.what age is she nowProbably similar to Nagasaki Wild Rose?No, it feels younger than his students.

14 years old? 15 years old? ...Could it be twelve or thirteen years old?The man calmed down from the rage of wanting to kill the orange, looked at the girl and guessed her reason for coming.

The girl does not have the unique aura of cursers or conjurers, let alone the bloody feeling that has killed people, but a very pleasant natural aura.Hmm, could it be a child who just awakened and messed around with spells?Gojo Wujo thought to himself, it would be great if he was such a playful child.He was a little happy, and decided to say that if she was harmless, he would find a way to catch Gao Zhuan as his student.

That's what he planned before the girl said the next words.

"I'm going to find another black-haired boy." After Gojo Satoru let go, he saw the girl glaring at him unhappy, but she didn't speak, but he heard the girl's voice.Well, it’s very nice and refreshing. If she can sing a song and say some words of encouragement to every stressed conjurer, everyone will relax a lot. The psychological comfort ability is pretty good~

"Obviously, I was stopped from looking for the treasure discussed by the flowers and plants in the morning, why did I become a different person when I fell asleep and dreamed at night? I suddenly grew so tall and wore a black blindfold. Why are your eyes so beautiful? Want to hide? Forget it, it’s rare that you can understand me now, so I won’t bother you anymore, I’ll find another friend of yours to play with.”

The little girl looked quiet and beautiful, but she was a chatterbox when she spoke.

Gojo Gojo was stunned for a moment, and quickly connected the information in the girl's words. He stopped the girl who was about to leave, and asked her, "Wait, are you a conjurer who just awakened from the spell? Big brother and Why don't you apologize~ don't be angry~ You said that you met me who was not so tall during the day, and... who is the black-haired boy who is with me?"

There is no problem with his memory. He has not traveled alone with Fu Heihui recently. He has never seen a girl with this appearance or temperament in decades since he and Jie were young. He wants to use him to get along with her Jay's relationship as a breaking point to approach him?Or Hui?Gojo Satoru raised his hands in a gesture of surrender with a smile, kept the girl, and asked tentatively, "Is it Megumin?"

"Who is that?" The girl frowned, she realized that their language would call someone with a certain combination, name?She didn't know who the Megumi Gojo Satoru was talking about, but it was a unique way for conscious bodies to communicate with conscious bodies.

"I don't know your names yet. Our communication methods are different," the girl floated herself up to the same height as Gojo Satoru's line of sight, ignoring the raised corners of the other's mouth and trembling shoulders, and ensured that she could look at him comfortably , raised her hand to show the image in her mind in front of the two of them, raised her hand lightly, and the image turned into a small silent video, the girl was full of doubts, "It's fine if you don't know how to talk with consciousness, why can you talk to me in a dream?" The memory of the day is completely forgotten?"

"Is his name Hui?"

The black-haired boy and the silver-haired boy looked up at the sky intently. They stood under a huge rainbow bridge, with huge cloud dragons coiling around the sky, bright light spots jumping around, and golden light rain falling to decorate the world. The rainbow was rushing towards them, and in the distance was the turbulent waves of the sparkling dark blue sea. Little elves with wings sat on the broken stone steps beside the two of them, lined up in a neat row from small to large.

Is this perspective her perspective?What are these things, existence?Never heard of, never seen, when did Yokohama have such a magnificent and magnificent Hongqiao? ?

"No," the non-existent memory, the non-existent picture, Wujo Wu's mouth remained at a still angle like a painting, and he heard his own voice reply flatly, "His name is Xia Youjie."

"It's my best friend."