Story of a pixel village next to the mantra

It was getting dark, and it was almost 4 or 5 hours since I was seriously injured. Although Gojo Satoru could not reverse the spell, his physical strength recovered a little with the passage of time, and he had the experience of being kidnapped , quickly made an escape plan in his mind.

After another 15 minutes or so, I had the strength to smash the damn rocking chair, and broke free from the rope that bound me. Without the interference of this spell that could disrupt the spell, I could teleport away.But the other party will definitely catch up with the car, so the curse spirit of this model must be broken down immediately.

These crucial 15 minutes seem to be longer than usual every second.

The curse master went back to the carriage to burn something inside, Gojo Satoru heard the sound of the pan frying.

Did Nitro say something like 'ogre' yesterday?All kinds of film and television series about ogre flashed through Gojo Satoru's mind, and he shivered fiercely.I remember the plot in a certain movie. After the ogre caught the victim, he didn’t do it immediately, but raised it first; when the other person’s condition improved, his vigilance was lowered, and the meat was delicious, he divided it (the corpse made a meal) A sumptuous dinner... Could this curse master...

"Kuuu!" Gojo Satoru, who was thinking about it, was startled by the sound of the plate being smashed on the table. If there was a tail, it must have exploded into a fur ball.

I don't know when the curse master has quietly come to his side, throwing a plate of things covered in black mud on the table; then back and forth again, bringing a cup filled with orange liquid and putting it next to the plate.

Gojo Satoru turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the Curse Master.

Gojo Satoru has met at least half of the curse masters on the wanted list, and many curse masters' faces are as distorted as their personalities, with very spicy six eyes.

But the curser in front of him, whose entire face was exposed because the mask was shattered, was unexpectedly beautiful.It's just that the purple-red eyes were electromechanically cold, giving people a faint sense of oppression.The corner of the mouth is also a straight line, making it impossible to see the thoughts.

Maybe ogres are generally better looking than other mutants?

Apart from appearance, Six Eyes failed to send back any useful information.Gojo Satoru decided to practice procrastination, adjusted his expression, and asked with a smile that would make girls blush,

"Is this inviting me to dinner?"

The other party was expressionless.

"Thank you, but I'm not hungry." But after all, there was no rice for more than ten hours, and Gojo Satoru's stomach made an untimely "cuckling" sound.

"My wound seems to be bleeding again, and I'm dizzy. The rope is tied too tightly, and I don't have any appetite. If I become weak like this, my flesh quality will deteriorate, right?"

The other party reacted, and looked Wujo Wujo up and down with his eyes as if checking the freshness of the food; then picked up the spoon on the table, dug a large spoonful of black mud wrappings from the plate, and brought it to Wujo Wujo's mouth.

The contents of the spoon are bursting with rich chocolate and maple aromas.Although the instinct of hunger kept urging Gojo Satoru to eat this unknown object, but in order not to let this meal become the last supper——

Gojo Satoru turned his head and said with difficulty: "Actually, I...don't eat sweets..."

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You suspect that you have been tricked by a white-haired NPC donkey.

When you prepare the dishes quickly in order to hurry, and then send them to Bai Mao one by one, the other party just sits motionless like the uncle, why do you want to feed them into your mouth?You dragged the dishes on the table to Bai Mao again, but the other party still didn't answer, and even said "I don't eat sweets"? ?

You feel a blood pressure spike on the spot.

Even if the white-haired npc is facing the back of its head at you again, the bubble box on the side is still hanging, and there are two sweets clearly written on it.

That's not a donkey what are you?

What [-]B game!You poked the interaction button in the lower right corner, and if the option of "beating a high school student" appeared like before, you would definitely hit the screen at high speed!

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"Well, so, how did you escape after that?" Iarii Nishizi perfunctorily dealt with Gojo Satoru, who was feasting.

Just out of the laboratory in the evening, Jiaru Nitzi was walking at the entrance of the High School, when he saw a white figure galloping towards him in the distance.When I got closer, I realized that it was Gojo Satoru. His condition was very bad. His clothes were covered in dry blood, his sunglasses were gone, and half of his face was covered with blood. If passers-by saw him, he would be shocked and have a cardiac arrest.

Jia Ruozi hurriedly took Gojo Satoru to the infirmary for treatment. After taking off his shirt and hair, he found that the wound was more serious than he thought. The bed in the infirmary.Although he doesn't look serious all day long, Wujo Wu's strength is recognized by the magic circle. Is it a super curse spirit or a super curse master who can push him to this level?

So the frightened Nitro began to work hard on the treatment.

However, Wujo Satoru, who had just regained some vitality, clamored to go to the cafeteria to eat, saying that if he hadn't eaten for 20 hours, he would starve to death in the infirmary immediately; but this three-year-old high school student who was about to start trouble The student, the family nitrate put away his sympathy and helped him to the cafeteria.This guy is definitely too much to be dealt with.

"Hey, how could that kind of low-level curse master trap the strongest me? Of course I first 'beep-', then 'bang-', and then 'jiujiu-', at this time the other party was 'Gululubo-', I took the opportunity to 'mugumugu—' and blew up the opponent. How about it, mugumugu, isn't it handsome?"

"I don't understand at all, okay, what kind of kindergarten onomatopoeia are you talking about? Swallow the food in your mouth before speaking!"