When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

In the tightly closed conference room, the atmosphere was so gloomy that water could drip out.

The electronic screen is projected and magnified, and every detail in the photo can be seen clearly.

The young man with black hair and ball head has a gentle smile, his bangs are combed obliquely on his forehead, his narrow eyes are slightly curved, and there are some smile lines at the end of his eyes. It is a very pleasing photo to look at.

If he hadn't appeared on the relevant intelligence network of the cursed group [Wings of Darkness].

The group of curse masters who had been searching for a long time suddenly made a move, and it was Wang Zha who made the move——

God knows what a storm will be caused when Xia Youjie's face appears in the eyes of everyone!

[Wings of Darkness] The shadow left by the upper echelons of the magic world has not disappeared. Although Xia Youjie's defection caught them by surprise, when new and old hatreds surged up together, Rotten Oranges would not care so much.

The higher-ups issued a new order to Noctuid Zhengdao:

At all costs, the defector Xia Youjie was hunted down and executed.

Night Moth Zhengdao has been unable to sleep these days and nights, his hair has turned gray, and his face is frozen with sadness, as if he has aged ten years in the blink of an eye.

His mood was as heavy as a boulder, he listened silently to the echo of his footsteps in the corridor, and then stood still in front of the white-haired boy.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly felt his throat was hard, every syllable was like a knife cut: "Wu, there is something I want to tell you..."

The white-haired boy's eyes stabbed straight at him without turning a corner.

Gojo Satoru's voice was surprisingly calm, although this indifference sounded more like a dead heart to the ears of Noctu Moth Zhengdao.

"Jay defected, didn't he?"

"...It seems that you know."

"The entire magic world is full of uproar, and the intelligence network of the Gojo family is not so bad."

Gojo Satoru snorted lightly, took the reward list in Ye Mo Zhengdao's hand, glanced at it casually, folded it, tore it in half, and threw all the uneven papers into the trash can.

He turned around and walked away, waving at Noctua Zhengdao: "That guy Jie is a special-level magician, and now I am the only one in the whole high school who can catch him."

Ye Mozheng closed his eyes on the right way, and the feeling of powerlessness in his heart increased.

He still doesn't know what went wrong.

Why was Xia Youjie suddenly exposed as a curse master when he was fine before?

Leaving aside those high-level people who were suspicious of cancer, they who had been with Xia Youjie day and night, didn't notice anything wrong with him...

In the final analysis, it was his dereliction of duty as a teacher.

Noctua Zhengdao sighed in his heart.

"The higher-ups also said...if the arrest is too late, the execution of Xia Youjie will be the first priority."

He saw the white-haired boy in front of him pause, and then strode away without looking back.

Shinjuku.

The best place of action they negotiated before they acted.

The evacuation of people was done in advance, and now there is no one around the broad street, the doors of the stores are closed, and only two teenagers are looking at each other across the sidewalk.

Wujo Wu let out a breath, and exchanged a look with Xia Youjie.

He took his hands out of his trouser pockets, and the spell power surrounding his body was rising steadily, Gojo Satoru's sunglasses disappeared, and sparks of excitement for making big things ignited in his blue pupils.

Next - they are going to put on a good show in front of the entire spell interface.

A beam of bright red light suddenly penetrated the concrete wall, and the extremely concentrated repulsion turned into a red supernova visible to the naked eye, spinning and bursting out a deafening roar.

The steel jungle was dismantled inch by inch, the shop signboards were smashed to pieces, the neon bulbs were blown up, and the surface of the asphalt road was overwhelmed and sunken downwards. The strong pressure caused it to spread out and crack irregular cracks.

On the other side is Xia Youjie flying high, and the hardest curse spirit hovers in the air on him, his huge body covers the sun, and countless curse spirits, big and small, fly out from behind him like ghosts. Covering the clouds and covering the sun, it's like the ghosts walking at night in the ghost talk.

He doesn't have the powerful spells of Wu Nahe people, and the advantage of his magic spells lies in the variety and complexity.

A strange ghostly mist surged across the sky, and there seemed to be creepy whimpers coming from a distance, like weeping like complaints, it was the cry of a baby in the middle of the night, the unwilling roar of a woman before she died, and the dirty and greedy laugh of a black-hearted businessman.

There are countless "evil" densely entangled together. This negative fluctuation, which is so huge that it almost forms a quantum force, distorts the space. As long as ordinary people take a look, they will be so shocked by the overwhelming "evil" that hits the brain that they lose their minds. ability.

It is a compression technique that gathers tens of thousands of curse spirits in one place, and it is the ultimate fan of magic spell manipulation, the whirlpool.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie used their strongest means as soon as they came up. They smashed down the signal towers, destroyed houses and shopping malls, and split the surface of the earth. A messy energy wave group formed inside the streets of Shinjuku, and electromagnetic waves could not enter their space. Around, people outside have no idea what happened.

As Wujo Satoru said earlier, no one dared to approach their battlefield.

It is impossible to even use electronic equipment to broadcast it. The people in the periphery can only watch the dusty sky after the collapse of the building, feel the shaking like earthquakes, and the eardrums are almost shaken to the point of deafness. Let them clutch the skirts of their chests tightly, unable to breathe.

The assistant supervisors sent to Shinjuku tried their best to maintain the stability of the tent. Just keeping the tent from being smashed by the aftermath exhausted their strength and sweated profusely.

"This is... a super magician."

Some people are already stupid, staring at the semi-circular tent, their voices express the natural fear and admiration of the weak for a powerful existence that cannot be resisted, and the absolute suppression of power makes them unable to feel jealousy and comparison.

They finally understood why Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were called "young talents who meet once in a hundred years" and were praised to the sky by the magic world.

The weight contained in the word "super class" is so important.

Suddenly, the sound in mid-air suddenly fell silent, as if the medium of sound transmission was forcibly cut off, several people thought they were temporarily deaf.

Then they saw the giant "black hole" that was slowly expanding and devouring the sky.

The unknown existence that had been fortunate enough to catch a glimpse in the Nagu News report was now fully revealed in front of all of them.

The field of Gojo Satoru, the black hole of world information.

Infinite space.

……

After the expansion of the domain was used up, there was no way Xia Youjie was still alive.

This was the thought of everyone who witnessed the battle scene at that time.

It just so happened that Gojo Satoru and the others wanted this illusion.

The domain was lifted, and the white-haired boy fluttered to the ground. He squatted down and pressed his fingers on the neck of the unconscious Xia Youjie to check his pulse.

Afterwards, he took out a mobile phone, dialed the number, and said coldly: "The task is completed, Xia Youjie's body... you can figure it out yourself."

After doing all this, Gojo Satoru immediately teleported away.

Before the backup from the high school of conjuration arrived, a group of people in cloaks quietly came out from behind the ruins, lifted Xia Youjie's body one after the other, and quickly moved the venue.

Ten minutes later, the conjurers came to the scene, but no matter how they searched, they could only find Xia Youjie's blood, and the body that should have been lying there disappeared.

For a moment, they looked at each other.

……

"The revocation of the reward order is pending??"

In the high school, Wujo Gojo slammed the table and stood up, his murderous aura rushed straight to the assistant supervisor's face, forcing the assistant supervisor to break out in cold sweat.

Gojo Wujo said gloomily, "Why?"

"Because...the high-level adults said that if Xia Youjie's body has not been found, it cannot be confirmed whether he is really dead."

Gojo Satoru frowned: "I've already confirmed it!"

The assistant supervisor stammered: "Ah... because no one dared to get close to the battlefield between Lord Wutiao and Xia Youjie at that time, there was no third party to guarantee, and you, Lord Wutiao, have a personal relationship with Xia Youjie, so the adults in the upper echelons are worried."

"Hehe." Gojo Satoru twitched the corner of his mouth, "Are they worried about me covering up?"

"Master Wutiao..."

"Okay, okay! If you don't feel at ease, go find the corpse yourself, don't bother me with these crap things!" Gotiao Wu interrupted him irritably, waving him away, "Otherwise I'll beat you up too, do you hear me?"

How could the assistant supervisor dare to touch Gojo Wu's bad luck, he replied "yes" three times in a row, and ran away like oiling the soles of his feet.

Wujo Wujo stared fixedly at the empty teaching building, and only after he found no trace of wiretapping around him with his six eyes, he turned on his phone again to send messages to his friends.

[Apostle of Cang: I'm OK here~ How about it, is this wave of acting skills exploding!Am I super awesome! 】

[Apostle of the Spirit: Thank you, do you call this acting? ? [Picture], you knocked out one of my teeth! 】

[Apostle of Cang: Hey, it’s enough to find nitrous to cure it.Didn't I hit you too?Let's not talk about this, the higher-ups really don't want to fool around, they didn't revoke Jie's reward order. 】

[Apostle of Thunder: It's not a big problem, Jie's identity will be dealt with later, the most urgent thing is to catch the rope.We just got in touch with him, and if he wants Jay's body, he'll be there tonight.We'll do it then. 】

[Apostle of Cang: Are the prison gates ready? 】

[Apostle of Thunder: Hmm. 】

Not only was the prison gate border arranged, but they also gave Li Suo a righteous backstab at any time.

Xia You Corpse Jie, who was lying peacefully on the floor, was already gearing up.

Lin Suo's heart is full of inconceivable.

At first, he was sure that Gojo Satoru would not attack Xia Youjie because he knew enough about these "six eyes".

What are you talking about the calm and unkind sons of gods, from Heianjing thousands of years ago to modern society, these six-eyed sons are more affectionate than each other, let alone Gojo Satoru is still young, just broke up with his best friend, and is in a wavering stage Well, he might be able to give up righteousness and destroy friends ten years later, but he absolutely can't do it now.

As a result, Lin Suo was slapped in the face.

羂索: ...

Wujo Wu, what's the matter with you, didn't you say that Xia Youjie is your only true friend?Killing your best friend with your own hands without any hesitation? ?Is this still the Gojo Satoru he knew?

Lisuo couldn't help but wonder if he had misread it. Gojo Satoru seemed to be full of emotion and humanity, but in fact he was the most ruthless one among the six eyes of all dynasties?

Just before Yan Suo realized something was wrong, he received a call from the Wing of Darkness.

"You are limited to two hours. We will meet in this safe house at seven o'clock tonight. Xia Youjie's body is in our hands. If we are five minutes late, we don't mind destroying him."

This will not work!

Yan Suo's thoughts were immediately interrupted, and before he had time to think about the motives of the Dark Wings, he hurried to the transaction site.

The last good show slowly kicked off.