Big guys are my vests

"Wu, Jie, the two of you will go on this mission." Ye Moth opened the door with a bang, attracting their attention.

Especially a certain white hair with a listless head drooping on the desk.

The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth curled into a faint smile.

It finally came.

astral body.

"There are two entrustments, which will be appointed by Master Tianyuan and the higher-ups."

"The target is the astral body, the matchmaker of Lord Tianyuan, while you are responsible for protecting the safety of this girl, you need to erase her. "Night Moth Zhengdao looked a little dignified.

"What kind of contradictory task requirements, did you start to get carried away before you became the principal?" Gojo Wu folded his hands behind his head and said to Xia Youjie beside him.

"Tianyuan's technique is about to be initialized." Seeing that Wutiao Wu didn't understand it well, Xia Youjie was thoughtful.

The six eyes, the astral body and Tianyuan obviously have an internal connection, but the Wutiao family did not let Wutiao Wu get in touch with this information at all.

It is too unreasonable.

Xia Youjie, who is gradually getting used to conspiracy theories, thinks that maybe the Wutiao family is not monolithic?

"If something goes wrong with the astral body, Master Tian Yuan will no longer be a human being, but a higher-level existence.

"Having said that, evolution means loss of control. The stronghold barriers of major universities and the barriers of auxiliary supervisors will all face a bleak situation."

Noctua Zhengdao noticed Xia Youjie's words and said nothing.

"All in all, the burden of this task is extremely heavy." Noctua emphasized, "The pressure comes from two parties, the Panxing Cult and the Cursed Master Group "Q". "

"Some unpopular organizations." Gojo Wu rested his chin and looked out the window, his mind wandering, and he couldn't help but think of "Gojo Wu".

Since the last farewell, the other party has been disappearing after finishing the actual combat class.

As usual, that guy has never lost in the face of challenges, but his condition has improved visible to the naked eye.Looks like an effective treatment has finally been found.

As for the Meteor Street that the other party said...

Wujo Satoru frowned unconsciously, completely clueless.

No matter whether he sent envoys to the Wutiao family or the underground information channels, there was no reply at all.

What kind of environment can create a completely wanton person?

There was one other thing that was of great concern to him.

As Wujo's comprehension ability soared, he discovered that Tsukimi Ritsu's mantra was not purely extracted from emotions, but a completely different kind of power was mixed.

It comes from the source, not from emotions.

Perhaps this can be used as a starting point to explore...

The two walked out of the gate of the college, and Xia Youjie said, "I think, does the astral body need to be sacrificed?"

Wutiao Wu paused for a moment, and he curled his lips, "It's just dross. In the final analysis, Tianyuan is not strong enough, so we need others to tell the truth."

"As expected of Wuhui's words." Xia Youjie laughed lowly.

"It depends on her wishes. If she doesn't want to merge, send her to hide in some corner of the earth." Gojo Satoru said casually.

"I will stand against Tian Yuan's enemy." Xia Youjie was not surprised.

"So what." Gojo Satoru didn't care.

Xia Youjie frowned.

He no longer worries.

It's amazing, isn't it?

The future is within reach, and the righteous self walks into the night, and Wujo Wu, who is rebellious, walks on the road of righteousness.

Everything went as smoothly as a fairy tale, the main force of the Cursed Master Group "Q" was dealt with by them in twos and twos, and the killers hired by the Panxing Cult were few and far between.

"Next time, don't ask me to be a babysitter for a kid." Gojo Gojo stretched his waist, showing no interest in Tenuchi Riko's choice, and turned to leave.

Before stepping into the school, a person in front of him was leaning on a tree, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, and he was out of shape.

"Little devil, someone hired me to kill you." Fu Heisher yawned.

Gojo Satoru couldn't bear to look directly at him, is the entry standard for killers so low now?

"The work attitude is a bit perfunctory."

Fuheshier laughed. "The employer is not sincere, so naturally I don't have to be sincere."

"However," the man stretched his arms, his bulging muscles under the practice clothes showed a somewhat dangerous posture, "after all, he received money."

Nian wrapped Fuheshier's body roughly, "A brat like you, I probably know why that guy chose me."

Gojo Satoru's face darkened, showing a bit of seriousness.

The power of the black-haired killer belongs to the same system as "Gojo Satoru", and Fu Heisher is the second example that Gojo Satoru has seen.

"It's him." Gojo Satoru suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Mingming has been watching him all the time, but avoids talking about it, and can't tell the truth.

"I'll beat you." Let the guy take a good look.

"Tell him, next time, let him stand in front of me in person, not a second-rate guy like you."

Gojo Satoru's expression turned cold.

"Young master who is kind and soft-hearted." Fu Heisher sneered, seeing that he didn't intend to kill himself, he was deeply amused.

"I'm curious what blow turned you into him—the kind of garbage character that smells worse than the sewer."

Fu Heisher stroked his chin and considered: "It's not all bad, at least there is no goal in the world that he can't achieve, but you can't do it now."

He tried to attack casually, and there was no surprise, the tip of the knife landed firmly in front of Gojo Wujo's forehead.

Fu Heisher clicked his tongue lightly, "How about spending this money in a meaningful way?"

"You want me to withdraw No Lower Limit." Wujo Satoru had no resistance, because he would win no matter what.

"Huh? After all, he also specially took away the super-class magic tool of the invalidation technique."

"You want to catch up with that man, right? You can't rely on these small fights. Now and then you can walk down from the sky and be an ordinary person." Fu Heisher took a step back, holding the knife.

Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders and lifted No Lower Limit, "You still have special magic tools, right?"

Fu Heisher shrugged his shoulders, and Chou Bao comprehended to spit out You Yun.

He threw the knife in his hand and took You Yun himself.

"It's interesting to lose so badly in the field you are best at." Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth.

A few miles away, Tsukimi Ritou watched their battle with his chin resting on his shoulders.

In the beginning, it was just a collision of swords and swords, and the spell was unknowingly deflected by Fu Heisher's guidance and lost its aim.

Gradually, the two became angry, and he saw that Wujo Wu's eyes became a bit cruel.

"Ah, that's the look. Have you finally come out of the greenhouse?" Fu Heisher wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, panting lowly.

Both of them were injured to varying degrees, and Fu Heisher had less damage. Nian further strengthened his physique, but he was still broken by Gojo Satoru several times.

In the end, both of them gave up their defense at the same time. At a decisive moment, Gojo Satoru's long knife pierced Fu Heisher's chest fiercely, and the sky and the restraint seemed to have lost their effect.

Wujo Wuyiyan didn't turn on No Lower Limit until the end. He accurately predicted that You Yun was a little short and hit his elbow, and the angle of his arm hanging down was slightly distorted.

With the outcome already decided, Wujo Satoru completely let go of his repressed instincts.

Before the pain invades the brain, the wound is repaired, and there is no lower limit to self-start and become passive.

"Tell me, what is the power in your body?" Wujo Wu let go of the handle of the knife, walked over and looked down at the person lying on the ground.

"Cough, cough, read." Fu Heisher spat out the blood foam in his throat, seeing his instant restoration of the reversal technique, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"My original mission was the astral body. I might be able to kill you with the Astrohoko. It's a pity that I couldn't see the scene where you lost half of your brain..."

Fu Heisher could feel his heartbeat becoming weaker and weaker. He clicked his tongue lightly and murmured with all his strength: "That guy not only wants you to take this step, but also tries to maintain your ridiculous innocence..."

"That's the end of the sensational scene." But he couldn't let him go on, Yue Jian Risu couldn't help showing up.

Seeing Fuhesher's miserable state, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he said with some joy, "I've said it all, and I will guarantee that you will not be killed by Wu."

"Isn't this well done." His eyes turned to Gojo Satoru.

With one goal and a little bit of persecution, Gojo Satoru, who has mastered the unlimited passive and reversal techniques in advance, has become the strongest in name.

"Welcome to officially step into the world of adults." Tsukimi Ritsu raised an eyebrow.

Regardless of Gojo Satoru's surprised expression, he picked up Fuheshier who was lying on the ground and left.

//

During the entrance to the Xing Xing Palace, Xia Youjie asked Amane Riko: "Assimilation is a mission entrusted to you by others, what about your wishes? Are you willing to accept a life that ends abruptly?"

The expression on the girl's face was a little stunned.

"Since I was born, I have been educated as an astral body, and assimilation is the mission I must complete..."

Xia Youjie felt that this argument seemed familiar, like another projection of Pan Xing Sect in the magic world.

Attaching to others with selfish desires...but no one is born for anything.He saw the wavering in Riko's eyes

"If you don't want to, just choose to turn back." Xia Youjie faded away his gentle appearance.

It is undeniable that he has selfishness, Riko Amane is not only herself, but also a critical point.

A weight to prove that man is not completely ignorant, a reason for him to protect the weak.

look back.Xia Youjie expected in his heart.

If you look back, the disappointment brought by the Panxing Cultists may also be a little less.

Riko Tennouchi sniffed, hesitated for a while and said in a low voice, "I want to live with Kuroi."

The corners of Xia Youjie's lips curled up faintly.

"I want to see the Xingxing Palace." Riko Amauchi looked at the enchantment extending like a whirlpool, "I want to know what the end of my supposed existence looks like."

The phone vibrated, and Xia Youjie clicked on the message: [Your choice? ——Krollo]

He looked at the back of Riko Tenuchi walking into the Xingxing Palace alone, and took out a pure white mask and attached it to his face tightly.

[Let them choose. ——Xia Youjie]

After a while, "Krollo" came out holding Riko Tenuchi who had fallen asleep.

"Let's go." Yuejian Risu glanced at Xia Youjie, he will finally usher in the predetermined ending.

The two walked into the headquarters of the Panxing Sect.

The prosecutors took a look at the person who came, and saw that the white mask was still following behind Tsukimi Riko, his eyes flickering.

"As expected of your lord, you successfully brought the astral body. The killer we hired has never been heard from."

"Thank you." The prosecutor's attitude towards Xia Youjie changed 180 degrees, completely treating him as one of his own.

"How are you going to deal with the astral body?" Xia Youjie asked the question he was most concerned about.

This is his last chance for these people and himself.

The prosecutor's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and the enthusiasm in the eyes burned like a flame.

"According to the instructions of the leader, and the results of the votes of the bishops. We will organize a general assembly, and the astral body will be used as a sacrifice to completely burn the sins. This is her last value.

Anyone who pollutes Lord Tianyuan should go to hell, and we have the right to judge her.

All believers will witness her death with their own eyes.Use this as a monument to open the door to a new world! "

The more he talked, the more excited he became, his whole face flushed red, his hands were dancing, his voice was hurried, and he could hardly breathe.

As soon as the last syllable fell to the ground, it stopped abruptly.

Xia Youjie's curse spirit hanged him.

He took off his white mask and looked down at his corpse from a height.

"Good performance." He praised lightly.