Without the halo of the protagonist, I have conquered all the members

"Really, how long am I going to be a bystander?"

A helpless voice suddenly came from the side, and before he had time to think about what was going on with Lu Ye, who was gradually disappearing, the orange-haired cadre had already attacked the side with a blow wrapped in gravity.

Immediately afterwards, it was blocked by some invisible object, and flew out viciously instead of his master.

That breath is the curse spirit.

Zhongyuanzhong also quickly made a judgment.

He raised his hand to press the hat, and clicked his tongue a little irritably.

Because of Lu Ye's inexplicable behavior just now, Zhongyuan Zhongya, who didn't get the answer, doesn't want to play with the curse spirit now.

At the same time, as Lu Ye disappeared, the owner of that voice slowly appeared beside him. After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, with the surprise that could not be concealed in his tone.

"Gaozhuan's magic spell operator? You are not..."

In the second year when he joined the port mafia, Nakahara also met the curse spirit practitioner who came to Yokohama to exorcise the curse spirit, but not long after that, he heard the news that he became a curse master. Heard of his death six months ago.

...Why did it appear here?Still at the same age as when I first met him.

The impact of the resurrection of the dead made the orange-haired cadre wonder for a while whether to attack him or not.

The black-haired boy didn't answer his hesitant question, but took a few steps towards his position, then stretched out his hand as if he was caressing something, and raised his thumb to rub against the air.

——Looks like wiping something for someone.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback by his own thought, who would it be?Combined with what happened in the past half a minute, an answer that was ready to come out was already hanging in his heart.

In the invisible perspective of the orange-haired cadre.

The black-haired boy held Lu Ye's face with one hand, and rubbed the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth due to gravity's squeezed internal organs.

After exchanging the touch, the pain in her body also disappeared, but the sense of powerlessness in her body seemed to be engraved into her soul together. Lu Ye raised his head and let Xia Youjie wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes were confused, but she didn't shed tears.

Lu Ye is a very strange person, she will cry because of the pain of the injury, and she is not stingy with tears, but when she encounters something that hurts a thousand times or ten thousand times more painful than the injury, she is very stingy with that tear, as if shed to lose.

Xia Youjie took her hand and called out all the curse spirits recovered so far, only the fastest one remained. After picking her up and sitting on it, he controlled the spell spirit to leave without looking back.

All the curse spirits swarmed towards Zhongyuan Zhongye, including one or two special grades.

This pile of spell spirits was crushed to pieces without exception when they came into contact with this Gravity Envoy. Even if his supernatural ability couldn't completely kill them, it was enough to make them temporarily incapacitated.

It's too late to catch up now.

But Zhongyuan Zhongya was still the same as the first time, allowing Lu Ye to escape.

It was as if there was another him trying to prevent him from catching up, making his heart throbbing inexplicably.

"Damn."

Zhong Yuanzhong also cursed in a low voice.

……

……

Lu Ye's timing was very good. When Xia Youjie took her back to the high school to find Jiaxin, the supernatural power just failed.

It's just that she miscalculated a little bit, she misestimated the extent of her injury, and when all the pain came back, every blow of breathing was torture, let alone standing and walking.

She fell to the ground without warning, and Xia Youjie, who had recovered her spiritual body, couldn't catch her at all.

It was an early summer night, and she was lying on her back on the ground, and she could see the sparse stars in the sky, and the anxious purple eyes of the black-haired boy beside her, which were brighter than the stars.

"I'll let the curse spirit take you there," he said.

Just when Xia Youjie didn't care about that much, and was about to call out the curse spirit to take her to the nitrate at home——

"Are you ok?"

An energetic voice sounded, and a pink head poked over from above, and not far behind him were Fu Heihui and another girl in a college uniform.

Lu Ye knew this young man, he was one of Gojo Satoru's three later students, and it seemed that he had already enrolled.

Her injuries were all internal, and nothing could be seen from the surface, and Yuzu Yujin only came to ask out of concern because he saw someone lying at the door.

"... To be honest, it's not very good." Lu Ye replied, the fishy sweetness in his throat surged up when he spoke.

The enthusiastic boy scratched his head and continued to ask, "Do you need help?"

At the same time, Fu Heihui and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei who were following behind also followed, and when they saw her, there was finally a crack on Fu Heihui's expressionless face.

"Miss Heimiya!?"

"Hey, Fuhei, do you know her?" Said Katsuobu Yuren.

Fu Heihui didn't reply to the knotweed stick first, but shouted behind him: "Teacher Wutiao!"

Really bad.

How come you meet him again in this situation.

While Lu Ye was thinking this way, he unconsciously felt relieved when that ostentatious white head appeared in his vision.

Unlike the three who couldn't see that she was seriously injured, Gojo Satoru could see how bad her internal injuries were with just one glance, and the corners of her mouth that were habitually raised were flattened. In time, he picked her up and teleported to the medical room where the family was in the glass.

The change in body position caused the blood from Luye's throat to gush out. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, but the scarlet blood still overflowed from her fingers, and all rubbed on Gojo Wu's clothes.

Even if the black clothes are stained with blood, nothing can be seen, at most, the color of that part is darker.

Lu Ye stared blankly for a while, forgetting that there was still blood on his hands and cheeks, and raised his hand to wipe him off, but in the end he wiped all the blood on his hands.

There are more dark places.

Gojo Satoru took her actions into his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he didn't expect her to look a little helpless like a child who did something wrong after doing these things, looking at him with blue eyes, and suddenly apologized to him.

"Sorry, Satoru, I dirty your clothes, I didn't mean to."

Gojo Satoru's desire to laugh at her came to an abrupt end in this sentence of apology that did not conform to Heimiya Kano's style.

"...?"

What the hell is going on?

How could that Heimiya Shikano apologize for accidentally rubbing blood on him because of his injury?

She doesn't need to apologize for this kind of thing, and she has no reason to apologize for this kind of thing, and it's been a long time since they broke up that she hasn't called his name.

Gojo Satoru's thoughts broke for a moment, but the focus now is not to think about these, he put Lu Ye on the hospital bed and shouted loudly.

"Nitrogen!"

Hearing the shouts, Jiajin Nizi, who came out of the back room, was still biting on his cigarette. When he saw Lu Ye, he immediately extinguished the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, and strode towards her.

"How did it become like this? The internal organs and bones were damaged to varying degrees, it doesn't look like the masterpiece of a curse spirit." Said Jia Ruozi, who quickly started the treatment.

Gojo Satoru frowned and replied: "I don't know, it was already like this when I saw her."

Naturally, Lu Ye would not answer this question, she was already a little delirious due to the pain, of course, even if she was sober, she would not be able to answer it.

When she was being treated with nitrous at home, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold the fingertips of Gojo Satoru's hand hanging by her side, just like an injured person always looking for some comfort that makes people feel safe, and she used all her strength to Go enough for his hands.

Gojo Satoru's fingers trembled, and a slightly surprised gaze fell on her behind the blindfold, perhaps considering that she was a patient, after a long period of staring, he did not break free, but held her back with his backhand, holding her a little Cold hands wrapped into palms.

This scene was captured by Jia Ruozi on one side, and she showed meaningful eyes.

On the contrary is the black-haired boy who has been by Lu Ye's side.

After seeing the hands held by the two, he narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to the chandelier at the top, and saw the light passing through his transparent palm.

Awful.