Big guys are my vests

Tsukimi Ritsu covered her mouth, and the muffled low cough rushed out of her throat uncontrollably. The rust-smelling blood was boiling hot, dripping drop after drop from between her fingers, blooming delicate flowers on the floor.

Gojo Satoru's eyes reflected his translucent pale complexion, as well as his uncontrollable twitching fingertips.

The trembling slender eyelashes silently told the pain of the master, and Gojo Satoru actually saw a little bit of fragility from his briefly absent-minded blue eyes.

Tightly pursing his lips, Wujo Wujo's hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly at some point, and his rounded nails dug into his palm, leaving red marks.

"You're injured." Wujo Wu gritted his molars, reluctantly said.

Even if the disadvantaged situation is reversed briefly in the end, this is not the result he wants.

Tsukimi Ritsu wiped away the blood from his mouth, and the sticky blood on his palm made him uncomfortable.

While reducing pain, the system automatically simulates the character's physical response.The six eyes strengthened the senses, which had a negative effect on the body's pain tolerance. For a while, he only felt the brain nerves beating under the feedback.

The tissue box controlled its strength and smashed it into his arms, the white and soft tissue tremblingly poked his head.Tsukimi Ritsu looked up.

Gojo Gojo was still angry, noticed his gaze, and stared back.

"Wipe it, you don't think it's dirty, I do."

The tense atmosphere a few seconds ago dissipated quietly.

Tsukimi Ritsu wiped off the blood on his hands little by little, his movements no better than Gojo Satoru.Meteor Street branded the unyielding wildness in his soul, and his strength made him calm and calm in everything.

Even though some young people act out of the way, there is a certain innate characteristic of a big family in their bones.

"Is there nothing you want to ask?" He put the tissue box back in place and said lightly.

Indifferently, as if it wasn't him who was seriously injured and coughed up blood.

Gojo Satoru frowned at the man's familiarity with pain, but he didn't say anything.

Gojo Satoru wanted to know more.The first one is the injury. During the time when Tsukimi Riko tidied himself up, Gojo Satoru played back the details of the battle in his mind and found some clues.

He thought that Six Eyes hadn't observed the flow traces of Tsukimi Ritsu's mana power. In fact, after the spell was undone, the other party didn't activate the mana power at all.

Including the so-called "weaknesses" exposed by the man, I am afraid that Yue Jian Risu had already been too busy to take care of himself at that time, and he was just taking advantage of others' danger.

Life experience, six eyes, motives... There are too many mysteries before Gojo Satoru.

After deliberating for a while, he chose the one that puzzled him the most.

"The wound on your hand healed itself in a short time, you can heal yourself, right?"

If it is said that Tsukimi Ritsu has the ability to heal himself, it makes no sense that his internal wounds have not healed for a long time.Judging by his proficient appearance, he must have been injured for a while.

Tsukimi Ritsu didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be the first to pay attention to his injury. Gojo Satoru is an extremely sensitive person, and he doesn't intend to lie the first time he meets.

But for the follow-up of Gojo Satoru's script, he decided to make some minor polishes.

"The price I have to pay to see you... I can heal, but my body can't stay in good shape."

The heavy words came out of his mouth lightly, as if he wasn't hurt but paid for a subway ticket.

meet him?

A strange look flashed in Gojo Satoru's eyes.

What did Tsukimi Risu exchange for the channel to meet him?Do you have something in yourself that the other party needs?

"Why did you see me?" It's not that Gojo Satoru never thought that the other party came from the future. Although the two are similar, they are fundamentally different.

Gojo Satoru could clearly feel the aggression flowing in Tsukimi Ritsu's blood, and the sheer malice when fighting him... He had only experienced it in the curse spirit, which was a great exclusivity.

A young man is convinced that he will never become a man anyway, and it is difficult for such a man to be bred in the most chaotic war zone in the world.

Tsukimi Ritou chuckled, and looked at Gojo Satoru with elusive blue pupils, "Before you knew it, you lived in my past in another way."

The two pairs of indistinguishable eyes looked straight at each other, as if separated by a mirror, the expressions of the two were too similar, Gojo Satoru could distinguish the same indifference from his eyes.

"Let's admit what you said." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "So, the reflection of parallel space? I've heard a guess that dreams are the reflection of parallel space, and some say that the sudden sense of familiarity is because another self has already experienced it. kind……"

"No, far wider than you imagined, you can see me as another possibility for you.

My world and yours were originally connected. From a certain point of time, the dark continent was born, and the two continents gradually separated. From then on, you and I belonged to two ends of the world. "Yuejian Lisu explained.

"Dark Continent? The name of the second, it sounds like the location of the boss of the game level." Gojo Satoru expressed reservations.

"I think ordinary people in this world also think that the curse spirit is an urban legend.

The Dark Continent is extremely dangerous, and it is impossible to reach that level based on the level of those outside.Even in the Hunter Association, before the Ant King invaded, few people knew of its existence. "

"So you are from the Hunter Association?" Wujo Satoru realized that "hunter" and "curse" had a special deep meaning.

Ritsu Tsukimi sneered, "Hunter Association? No. I'm from Meteor Street."

Gojo Satoru didn't say a word. For some reason, he felt that Meteor Street Man was not a good word in the traditional sense.

Tsukimi Risu recalled the past, because of lack of nutrition, his body developed slowly and could not bear the six eyes. In addition, his eyes were rated as the eighth most beautiful by collectors, named after the fiery red eyes of the Kuruta people.

Countless people are waiting to goug his eyes and soak them in Malfoyrin, and sell them for a good price...

He touched his eyes with cold fingers, and broke away from the short-lived memories, and he pushed people away with an outsider's descriptive tone.

"You don't want to know."

Without further ado, he twirled the ring on his right thumb.

The mysteries of the deep sea flowed on that small ring, and it shone brightly even in the dimly lit room.

People are always skeptical of what others tell them, but they also believe in the results they have deduced from the details.

Arouse the desire to explore, and then discover the "truth" in the step-by-step active exploration——

Since there is currently no evidence to prove the existence of the Hunter World, it became the best choice to guide Gojo Satoru to draw the inference that Tsukimi Riko wanted him to believe.

Gojo Satoru realized that the other party didn't want to tell him, and his eyes stayed on the ring for a moment.

Its color is somewhat similar to the six eyes of the two of them, and you can tell it is extraordinary at the first sight.It's not a gem, it's like some kind of ore, he has never touched it.

However, Gojo Satoru had seen countless valuables, so he didn't take them seriously.

"You still haven't explained why you came here." Gojo Satoru was a little impatient.

"The elders believe that I come from the future, reverse time and come to the past in order not to let the 'me' of the past, which is the 'you' of the present, repeat the same mistakes.

In a way, that's my purpose. "

Tsukimi Ritsu didn't explain to him why the two statements were inconsistent, he knew Gojo Satoru would not tell others.

On the face of it, Gojo Satoru is undoubtedly at the center of the incident, as if Tsukimi Ritsu came here for him.

But Gojo Satoru has always pursued individual combat, and other people will only become his burden.

He hates speaking skills, but Yuejian Risu knows it well.

The other party didn't say which one was the truth, but every word made Wujo Satoru feel -- that was just wishful thinking of the elders.

He became more and more curious about the growth environment of Yuejian Risu and the truth behind the incident.

"So you do know the future." Time, a field that no one except Tian Yuan has set foot in.Even Tian Yuan can only keep his own life alive.

"Yes." This time, Tsukimi Risu simply agreed, "You and I will witness it go off track."

[Task [-] requests to bind "Five Satoru", waiting for the confirmation of the target. 】

"I don't believe in prophecy, but I'm sure I will never step into the 'wrong path' you mentioned." Gojo Satoru sneered and stabbed him straight.

[The target has been bound, the target has a 5% recognition of the source of the tester, and the character status has been updated. 】

Gojo Satoru suddenly seemed to realize that there was a mysterious and mysterious connection between himself and Yuejian Risu.

The moment the loading was completed, the boiling tearing sensation in his body subsided slightly, and Tsukimi Risuke's pale lips finally had a tinge of blood.

As he expected, Gojo Satoru didn't fully believe in the theory of the mirror world, which was too shocking after all, but he didn't completely deny the existence of Meteor Street, because conjurers are abnormal.

After a brief first meeting, Tsukimi Ritsu didn't hold on to Gojo Satoru.The high school starts in a few days, and Gojo Satoru will leave Kyoto soon.

He probably got acquainted with several information channels of Wutiaojia, and made some changes to his identity.

At present, it is inconvenient for him to scare the snake away. Under his instruction, the Gotiao family came forward to claim the incident in the north of Tokyo a few days ago.

In a disguised form, it confirmed the gossip that Noctua Moth had heard - a magician with five bloodlines was born, and the news was naturally sold by Fu Heisher.

In fact, according to the different needs of different forces, Fu Heisher sold several versions of the news about Yuejian Lisu, causing rumors to flood the magic world for a while, and even the curse master was not spared.

bar.

"Lost the horse betting again?" The bartender poured a glass of whiskey on ice for Fuheshier, and asked after seeing his slumped expression.

"Half and half, one won the triple lottery, and the horses in the other games were not good." The ice cubes jingled as the owner shook the cup, "Fortunately, I still believed in the morning show. The host said that today is Good luck day for Capricorn, that's what I think."

"Hahaha, don't be discouraged, there are still two hours before the end of today, you can go to Pachinko to try your luck."

"No, the phone is ringing, pick up the job." Fu Heshier finished drinking the whiskey with his head up, and walked out of the bar to a secluded back alley.

An email lay quietly in the inbox.

[At fourteen o'clock the day after tomorrow, the Tamagawa Boat Racecourse will deliver [-] million in cash. 】

A crisp whistle sounded, and Fu Heisher put the phone back in his pocket.

Morning divination can occasionally be trusted.