Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Hello everyone, my name is Ling Xiao, and I am an ordinary citizen who grows flowers.

The name she is using now is Qianshouhua. Because of a wonderful dream, she got a heart, and embarked on a journey to heal her wounds and provide after-sales service. From then on, she started a completely different life from the first half of her life.

I like life better now.

Meet different people, see different landscapes, help more people, cry loudly, laugh loudly, create impossible miracles one after another, and become a better version of yourself.

That's what travel is all about.

The goal at this stage is to rest, rest, complete the contract, and become Mr. Gojo's partner.

The latter two can be combined into one.

— We named it the Palladium Return Plan.

Although I didn't explain it, I think that for the world of mantras, the strongest Mr. Gojo is his Palladian. In the words of my hometown, the existence of Dinghaishenzhen.

The plan this time also involves the battle between the Government of Time and the Retrograde Army, which is of great importance, and we have to be cautious, while the contemporary Mr. Gojo...

From the experience of those who have been there, I always feel that he doesn't just want to tear the barrier so simply.

With the experience of Meltryllis in front of me, I had to plan twelve out of ten times for possible surprises.

So I have to do more than what is apparent.

For this reason, the battle with Mr. Gojo is of great significance, at least to me.

A battle that has nothing to do with life or death, or winning or losing, allows me to understand the opponent's heart best.

"Sorry, Mr. Gojo," I exhaled slowly, pulling back my distracted mind. "Again."

The two of us self-consciously chose a location farthest from the Honmaru.

Didn't you see that the roof that was blown up by Mr. Gojo not long ago was still empty, and the only repairman, Longfly, came to watch.

Life is not easy, be diligent and thrifty.

Mr. Gojo: "I've never been so embarrassed in my life!"

I looked sideways: Do you mean you vomited after eating sweet potatoes or ran to the toilet and broke your legs?

Of course, I dare not say this, and I will start a fight if I take it, I am afraid of being kicked in the face openly and retaliated.

He absolutely can do it.

"Heh," Mr. Wujo sneered, standing not far from me, "If you really don't want me to know, just restrain your expression."

Ah, have you been discovered again?

I spread my hands in apology, there is no way, who told you to read minds——

"It's obvious that you wrote all the words on your face and blamed my good eyes," he accused loudly, "Did no one tell you about this?"

I quickly went through the people and knives and gods and heroic spirits I met, and said honestly: "No."

Mr. Wutiao was full of disbelief: "Huh? Just like you..."

I put my hips on my hips and refused to accept it: "What kind?"

"—" He was speechless.

yeah!

Although I don't know where I won, but I won!

Mr. Wujo, who lost the quarrel, became visibly irritable to the naked eye.

The irritable Gojo Satoru rubbed a ball with his bare hands: "Are you still playing?"

Reflexively, I set up a big round fan: "Fight, fight!"

All four worlds have come over, and the king's army and the eccentric star have survived. In fact, I can try to face it...

Thinking so hesitantly, my hand has almost deflected the ball beyond my brain.

……Fine.

When it comes to fighting, body awareness is the boss, so I just followed my intuition and fought well.

"You don't need the saber behind you?" Gojo Wujo pointedly pointed at the saber that was still carried behind me: "You are not proficient at the round fan, are you?"

"Yeah, I haven't used it a few times." I jumped up with a smile, stepped on the blowing wind, and rushed forward: "Isn't this a ready-made training partner~"

"Well, you dare to squeeze Wutiao's wool," Wutiaowu flicked his fingers, and the huge repulsive force went away: "How about this?"

The speed of repulsion was faster than expected. I immediately threw the large fan upwards. At the same time, I turned around due to inertia and stepped on the floating ice with my right foot. This mass of repulsion hits——

The exclamation of the spectator blade had just begun, and I turned around again. When the strong wind happened to meet my face, my left foot leaned outwards with the deviation of the center of gravity, and my hands tightly hugged my chest and tightened the center. With the help of forward and upward inertia, I volleyed— — Take off!

"Click!" With the crisp sound of the ice cracking, I flew up counterclockwise, spinning at a high speed, one and a half weeks - two and a half weeks - three and a half weeks!

Dangerous winds and shattered ice flew under my feet, and my future was bright. The fine shards of shattered ice rubbed against the muscles of my calves, bringing a burst of coolness, and my straight toes were pointing towards the sky below. People go!

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows in surprise, he kept moving his hands, flipped his hands up and raised them up, unexpectedly relying on his extraordinary height... forcibly supported this momentum.

"Oh, it's so heavy." The man took the time to sigh the gravity coming from his hand, "Hiss, I can't hold it anymore~"

"Of course it's heavy—" Even though I knew it wasn't alluding to my weight, I was still furious, "What misunderstanding do you have about the momentum of a 3A, I am very light!"

The sinking caused by inertia is still going on, and the ease of speaking does not prevent this person from seizing the opportunity. At a certain moment, he suddenly released his hand and at the same time protected the empty door with one hand, and quickly flipped the chemical knife with the other hand, fiercely Aim at my straight knee, and chop horizontally!

"Wow—" I closed my eyes and yelled, raised my feet, imitated the posture he had been doing all the time, stretched out, straightened, stretched out, and kicked hard in the face, "It's so insidious!"

This kick used [-]% of the force, I dare say that even the city wall can be kicked through in front of you, and Gojo Wu's face is naturally not a problem——

"Who is insidious?"

The frightened Gojo Satoru lowered his waist softly, and with the sound of the fabric ripping, the stretched shirt was lifted and dropped, and the owner of the shirt had already taken the opportunity to do three backflips to distance himself.

"It's so dangerous, it almost ruined my face." The man with lingering fear held his face and touched it. His feminine movements made me, a real woman who is used to rough life, stand in awe for a moment.

Probably because my heart was too active and reflected on my face, he glared over: "What kind of eyes are you?"

"Admiration and admiration, five-body prostration, is a delicacy that I have never had before." I shook my hand and said casually, "Again?"

"Wow——" the chain was stretched and pulled back, and I grabbed back the big fan that was thrown out.

I was shocked by this person's actions just now, otherwise, if this fan is thrown out, it will slap his hairstyle if no one is photographed.

"Okay," Gojo Gojo twisted his stiff neck and waist, this time it seemed that he was planning to fight melee, "That 3A just now was quite beautiful."

"Recently, when you were learning ballet, you also learned something by the way." I showed a happy smile that was praised, and raised my weapon, "It's all about your feet, and figure skating is called a waltz on ice, should you think about it? "

Although I started researching this to better understand the unique sense of power brought by Kung Fu on my feet, thanks to my extraordinary physique, it was surprisingly useful after learning it.

"No." Gojo Gou kicked the handle of my fan to one side, and patted my shoulder with one hand, "I see you want to exhaust me to death."

I took the opportunity to let go again, and took advantage of the moment when the round fan floated in the air to slap his wrist, not seeking to stop it but only to disturb it, and at the same time tilted to the side.

"Come on, your height and physique must make you dance better than ballet. You float far away, and your landing is shocking."

After a smooth delay for a moment, the falling fan was nailed vertically into the ground with a layer of ice.

"Huh?" The sound of the ice falling to the ground aroused his vigilance, "You—"

"Hey, I was discovered." I gave a big smile, touched the ice with my left hind foot, and jumped with my right foot, this time counterclockwise——

"Tap! Swish!"

The big round fan stuck on the ground was pulled up by the chain as I went away. I opened my hands that had been prepared, closed them, and pressed down!

"Bounce back, Uchiha bounce!"

The sudden gust of wind brought two groups of red and blue balls that were urgently launched towards me and violently blew towards the people staying in place. Gojo Satoru, who was standing in the center of the storm, kicked them randomly to the surroundings one by one, causing the sky to shatter. In the collapse, he laughed happily: "Is it the ice jump from the back and outside this time? It's really beautiful!"

I landed on one of the few surviving pieces of broken ice with my fan on my back, and smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you for the opportunity, I had a great time."

Thanks to no lower limit, I can try without thinking.

Thanks to the enclosed space, it will not be broken no matter how you dismantle it.

... At most, it will be redecorated hahahaha, as long as there is nothing wrong with the main pill, it will collapse when the outside collapses.

"So that's enough?" His smile widened, but his breath became quieter, "Then I'm coming."

The art with no lower limit is intentionally redistributed, and the strange sense of fluidity envelops the male dancer standing in the eye of the storm.

I concentrated my mind and held the silent naginata: "Please!"

"clang--!"

The tip of the blade bumped into the hidden weapon wrapped in the wind, the sound of metal and stone intersecting swayed, the airtight barrier was forcibly torn open, and the broad blade suddenly appeared cold!

Xiaohuwan, who caught this cold light, couldn't believe it, and blurted out: "—Yan Rong?!"

"Hahahaha-"

The human who easily waved the huge blade showed a familiar smile enjoying the battle, and bumped into the dancing Palladium without fear.

The trees in the sky grow from the collapsed gravel and ice, and the strong branches connect the sky and the earth like pillars of heaven. The flying leaves wrap the two intertwined people in the middle, and then, the fierce flame rises from the blade out of thin air, igniting the pale green Half of the space was dyed orange red with flames, reflecting the dancing silver and blue above the blade.

"Mr. Gojo, this is all of me."

I have shown you all the power I possess, and I also understand your state and determination.

The bow is ready, waiting for the arrow to be strung.

The magic pattern wrapped around the handle of the naginata peeled off layer by layer in accordance with this will, revealing the steel inside.

With a three-foot-five-inch blade, the words "Evil Ghost Extermination" penetrated into the soul of the blade. A few Fusangshen saw it, and it was a gift and recognition from more than one world.

He is indeed the only naginata of the Sanjo Sect, the unrestrained and upright Fusangshen who is rare among the Sanjo, and Yanrong who is worth a thousand.

At the same time, it is also—the blade of killing ghosts and destroying gods.

It is a unique rock fusion.

Vigorous fighting spirit and anger spread from the center of the battle, and the human named Gojo Satoru looked at the girl who was stretching out her hand to him without saying a word.

She said: "I heard that love is the most twisted curse on your side, so what about longing?"

miss?miss--

Gojo Satoru, who was about to thoroughly grasp the relevant knowledge these days, almost immediately thought of a term: even if death separates two people.

The Passionlip that exists together with the jumping Meltryllis, the bow that accompanies the arrow, and its ability is called "Even if death separates two people".

——No matter what kind of separation there is, I will always firmly believe that the love so far is true.

Thus, the twisted curse becomes a power to protect the ones you love.

Many people in your world are missing you and waiting for your return.

Can this longing become your strength?

"Mr. Gojo."

Starting with this sound, at this moment, he heard the shouts of many, many people.

"Five."

"Enlightenment."

"Teacher Wutiao—"

"—Gojo Satoru!"

Reliable juniors, caring teachers, dead friends, and the hope he cultivated, students who bear everything they shouldn't have to bear.

Formed a Gojo Satoru that will never fall.

"Yes." Gojo Satoru heard himself say.

"Choosing the day is worse than hitting the sun, let's do it now."

He responded to the bow that was already ready.