My Goko is the strongest

The horses in the Qingqing Prairie have a somewhat complicated perception of Gojo Satoru. First of all, if you hate it, you must hate it.

But Mikan likes Gojo Satoru, and it can be seen that Gojo Satoru's influence on Mikan is positive.

So the horses just hated him, but didn't intend to tear them apart.Anyway, this green prairie belongs to Mikan, and Mikan will definitely spend much longer with them than with that nasty white-haired man.

But this certainty was broken today. As the world-transmitting gate was lit up, the horses ran to welcome Mikan back home. Unexpectedly, besides Mikan and Huihui, there was a certain person who looked at him. The white hair that upsets the horse.

Originally, Wu Zi took the lead and occupied the most conspicuous position in front of the world-transmitting gate with a single teleportation.

But seeing a certain white hair, its movements stopped, and the rest of the horses running this way also stopped hesitantly.

Only a certain livid-skinned pony with a volcano head was happier, and jumped in front of Gojo Satoru. Even though Gojo Satoru had turned on No Lower Limit, the magma sprayed from Koko's head covered his body in a thin layer. .

Seeing this, Wuzi couldn't help showing a little regret in his big talking eyes.

Mikan didn't notice the emotional changes of the horses at all, and after Gojo Satoru dealt with the magma, he excitedly led him towards the house.

Although her points are enough now, the original small hut has not been replaced. In fact, although the small hut looks simple, the inside is still very sufficient.

The Qingqing Prairie has no strong winds, nor is it too hot or too cold, so it is very suitable for living.

Holding Gojo Satoru's hand, Mikan brought the curious Gojo Satoru to his orchard. The place where the apple tree was planted at the beginning is no longer just a bare apple tree, but a field of various fruits. Orchard of trees.

No matter what season the fruit is, and no matter what kind of climate it needs to survive the fruit tree.

Because the magic of the Qingqing Prairie is fully displayed in this small space.

Gojo Satoru was dazzled, he knew that Mikan seemed to have encountered something he didn't know about.But he didn't expect such an encounter. He picked two apples and handed a mandarin orange.

The apple was crisp and sweet, a refreshing taste that Gojo Satoru had never tasted before. He turned his head and looked at Mikan's smiling face, suddenly grateful for all of this.

If it wasn't for such an adventure, after Mi Gan left him, he might really never find it again.He has understood that true love is not hiding, but treating each other with sincerity.

The horses headed by Wujo stood far away, seeing Mikan holding Wujo Wujo's hand and smiling happily, all the horses felt a little uncomfortable.

But there is nothing to do for the time being, now that the mandarins are so happy, it is not easy for them to bother them.

Anyway, there is still plenty of time in the future, and sooner or later Gojo Satoru will know the anger of the horses!

Megumin and his father Jinzi went to play, Zhizi and Megumin's dogs also rolled into a ball, the horses did not bother Mikan and Gojo Satoru, they scattered, let the young couple Explore in this isolated world exclusive to mandarin oranges.

"Maybe I can help you in the future." Mikan pulled Gojo Wu and sat under the grape arbor, looked up at the sky, the sun had already set.

In terms of time, Qingqing Prairie is still consistent with the outside world.

Gojo Wujo tilted his head: "I know that the horses in Satsuma Sauce are very powerful, Wujo really helped me a lot last time."

Although Satoru let him die in the Soul Society in the end, but who is he, he is Gojo Satoru!As long as he is not embarrassed himself, it is others who are embarrassed.

For example, citrus.

Gojo Satoru's words aroused embarrassing memories of Mikan, and she recalled the moment when she was killed by Ke Zishe.Suddenly fidgeting, she quickly changed the subject.

"No, I mean I can help myself." Mikan pointed at herself, and took out her own fruit knife under Gojo Satoru's puzzled gaze.

"Cut the apple for me?" Gojo Satoru looked at the half-eaten apple, and handed it to the mandarin without hesitation.Then that hand was patted by Mikan, and he withdrew his hand aggrieved.

"This is no ordinary fruit knife!" Mikan shook the fruit knife in his hand, and then read the word of liberation under Gojo Satoru's curious eyes.

"Respond to me, Moonlight."

The fruit knife was reorganized in a burst of white light and turned into a translucent white long blade. The moment the moonlight appeared in the mandarin's hand, the sun set on the mountain. Before the moon came out, the moonlight on the ground became the world. The only light in the room.

Mikan embraced the light, the white light reflected on her face, lining her cheeks as warm as jade, she raised her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were as moving as a moon god.

Gojo Satoru moved his throat subconsciously, something wanted to break through the confinement, he stared at Mikan, his eyes gradually became dangerous.

However, the pure white lamb was not aware of the slightest danger, and the smile on his face was so pure, which made Wujou feel even thirstier. He moved his fingers and leaned forward slightly, wanting to touch the pure white face. Small face, see if the touch is as smooth as jade.

Mikan didn't notice Gojo Satoru's intentions at all, she held her Zanpakuto, and couldn't wait to show off Moonlight's ability to her lover.

As the product of the combination of grandma's gift and the shape of her soul, Moonlight is undoubtedly the most suitable Zanpakuto for Mikan.No matter what you do, it is very convenient, and even the dough can be kneaded very flexibly.

What order should be given to Moonlight?Mikan thought hard, and was so serious that he didn't notice someone approaching at all, why not just let Wu experience it for himself.

Having made up her mind, Mikan suddenly raised her head, but almost hit Gojo Satoru's chin. It was Gojo Satoru who reacted quickly and stepped back immediately to avoid the collision between the two.

But even so, Mikan's smooth forehead rubbed against Wujo Wu's lips, which made Wujo Wu feel a tingling sensation on his lips, and the itchy feeling in his heart became more intense.

But Mikan still didn't notice, she gave an order to her Zanpakutō with a face full of excitement: "Moonlight, lift Gojo Satoru."

After she finished speaking, she quickly added another sentence: "Be gentle."

Moonlight, as a product of hope, can satisfy all of Mikan's wishes within its ability, of course, this requires some very clear instructions, such as pulling carrots or lifting people up.

Those more abstract words are useless. For example, let me become the richest man in the world. This kind of talk is completely useless.

Another burst of white light flashed, and Mi Kan was already very skilled at closing her eyes to hide from the light. This app would never hurt her again.Perhaps the word Mikan used was to lift up, the moonlight split into six hands, and then——

Two hands are holding Wujou's two arms, two hands are holding Wujou's two legs, and two hands are dragging his waist and back.In Gojo Wu's bewildered eyes, he was lifted up high.

Gojo Satoru tried to struggle a bit, but the hand transformed by Moonlight seemed to have some kind of regular power, and with his ability, he couldn't break free, so he could only watch helplessly as he was lifted up.

The hand transformed by the moonlight does not have a body to support it.Therefore, there is no upper limit for lifting. It is holding Wujo Satoru, higher and higher, higher and higher. When Mikan reacts and calls to stop, it has already become a small ball in Mikan's sight.

"Honey-kan-chan-" Gojo Satoru's voice came from the sky, and the elongated voice was very sad, "Save-life-ah-"

Although Mikan knew that at such a height, Gojo Satoru should not be able to fall to his death, but she suddenly became worried.

She didn't expect Moonlight to raise Gojo so high.In short, the most urgent task now is to put him down.

"Moonlight, put Gojo Satoru down." Mikan hurriedly gave the order again.

Moonlight received the order and executed it very simply. As soon as it loosened its six hands, Gojo Satoru fell straight down from the sky.

Mikan's pupils shrank suddenly, her heart clenched tightly like a pair of big hands in fear, she subconsciously took two steps forward, but her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

"Yue... Moonlight, catch him!" Mikan felt that her vocal cords were compressed into a ball, and it was very difficult to squeeze out the air from it. Just a few words made her feel a tearing pain in her throat. It was as if a strong wind suddenly poured into the ears, and only a strong roar could be heard.

Wu, will Wu be killed by her?Mikan thought in panic, lying on the ground, she wanted to look up, but she was too timid to raise her head.

Until she was hugged tightly, she still couldn't recover for a long time.

"It's okay, look at me, I'm fine." The roar in the ear gradually faded away, Gojo Wu's voice came over, Mikan gradually came back to his senses, Gojo Wu's face was close at hand, and his blue eyes were full of worry.

"You're fine..." Mikan hurriedly checked Gojo Satoru's body, and found that he was really fine, finally heaved a sigh of relief, then hugged him and began to sob.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gojo Satoru stroked the back of Mikan's head again and comforted him, "I'll be fine, because I'm the strongest."

Under Gojo Satoru's comfort, Mikan finally calmed down.

In fact, she also knew that such a height was not a threat to Gojo Satoru.

But when she was an ordinary person before, when she suddenly encountered this kind of thing, it was difficult to use this kind of supernatural thinking all at once, but she subconsciously felt that if she was so high, something would happen if an ordinary person fell down.

"Don't cry anymore." Although Mikan had calmed down, Gojo Satoru still held onto Mikan and refused to let go. He put his chin on Mikan's head and muttered, "Seeing you cry makes me feel bad too."

Mikan nodded lightly, she leaned against Gojo Wu's arms, turned her head and looked at her horses, they were scattered on the green prairie, grazing, playing around, A scene of peace and tranquility.

"It would be nice if I could be this happy forever." Mikan said softly.

Gojo Satoru heard it, and gave a low laugh. The laughter vibrated through his chest, making Mikan feel a little numb in his ears. He said, "Yes, I will make you happy forever."

"You're a liar, you scared me just now!" The villain Mikan complained first, and put the blame on Gojo Wu.

"I've said it all, I'm the strongest, don't worry about me in the future." Gojo Satoru spoke confidently.

That strong self-confidence infects Mikan, making Mikan really feel a lot more at ease.But even so, she still had to point out Wujo Wujo's mistakes: "But I think Wujo is a little bit better than you."

She raised her head from Gojo Satoru's arms, and showed him a fingertip universe: "Just a little bit."

"Mikan sauce, how can you say that!" Gojo Satoru held Mikan's face and kneaded it gently like kneading dough, "I'm not the strongest in your heart, I'm so sad—"

"Really, just a little bit." Mikan shortened the gap between the two fingers, but it couldn't stop Wujo Wu.

——"I don't care, I don't care, mandarin sauce must not love me anymore!"

--"I don't!"

- "You have it!"

——"I really didn't!"

——"I don't believe it unless it is proved to me!"

——"How do you prove it?"

Hearing Mikan's question, Gojo Satoru stopped rubbing Mikan's cheeks, he held Mikan's face in both hands, his blue eyes were full of only Mikan.

This realization made Mikan's heart start to thump.

"Prove like this...you can..." The next words disappeared between the lips and teeth of both parties.

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Wuzi looked away and snorted unhappily. He glanced in the direction of the kitchen, where Nuozi had been sharpening his knife for an hour.

It looked in the direction of Zhizi again, and Zhizi was playing with Kei's dogs.Although Zhizi will always act like I love you, I love you all, and I love this world.

But it saw that Zhizi had trained two dogs to bite the white broom for several days.

As for Jiezi, Wuzi moved his ears, and he could still hear the sound of impact coming from the back of the small hut. Jiezi was practicing the joint battle between the magic spirit and the monkey with the little monkey programmer, and the magic spirit filled the grassland to pick up small stones.

Then give it to the programmer who has been trained in throwing for a long time to throw it out continuously. It is the nature of the little monkey to throw stones.

Wu Zi saw it before, and the target was a white broom.

Wuzi took a bite of the carrot, and saw Jinzi who was still working hard on his muscles when he was playing with Huihui.

Beside Jin Zi, Ke Zi is wearing his bow tie, opening and closing his mouth, as if he is organizing words.

Because Kezi really likes to talk, Mikan installed a speaker for Kezi's bowknot in the mall, ordering Kezi not to speak in her voice, and Kezi agreed on the surface very well.But he often secretly uses the voice of mandarin to tease other horses.

Wu Zi stretched out his ears to listen, Ke Zi was practicing acting like a baby with a mandarin voice: "Wu, why don't you come out for a while—"

Zhongzi stood beside Ke Zi with a look of disgust, but it could be seen that the ground under Zhongzi's feet was slightly sunken, and it was also secretly practicing its abilities.

Except for Koko who looked silly, all the horses seemed to be moving.

Thinking of this, Wu Zi lowered his head as if nothing had happened and continued to nibble on the carrot.

There are still desserts left in the kitchen. When Mikan took Gojo Satoru to visit just now, it has been divided into three portions, and the largest portion is for Gojo Satoru.Because he eats the most and is an absolute sweetie.

Just now, Wujo sneakily sprinkled a lot of salt in Gojo Wu's dessert, there is no difference between the crystal clear salt and the icing.

In short, hurry up and eat more carrots, and let Ke Zi trick Wutiaowu out after Mikan falls asleep at night, and then they will have strength when they beat people.

The horses reached a consensus.

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