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The last mess was cleaned up by Wutiao Wutiao. The strongest magician came out and cleaned up the magic spirit with three or two efforts.

After the curse spirit is expelled, the birth domain will naturally disappear, and we will return to the real space again.

The birth domain can be said to be the spiritual domain of the mantra, everything that happens in it is isolated from reality, and the whole hotel is still peaceful and deserted, unchanged.

Without the influence of the curse spirit, the dull and depressing atmosphere before was also swept away.

Fu Heihui was sent to be treated first by the supervisor who came behind because of his serious injury, while I lay down on the sofa in the lobby for guests.

Although I was not seriously injured, I was exhausted after such a battle, and I didn't want to move at all.

"It was a wonderful battle." Gojo Satoru sat on the sofa opposite me.

I thought this guy would leave with Fu Heihui, but I didn't expect that he would come back after sending Fu Hei away?

The other party didn't know where they conjured up the black sunglasses. When they were worn on the eyes, they seemed to have the appearance and temperament of an elegant and noble son.

"What's so exciting." I said in a muffled voice, and in the end, it's not up to this guy to clean up the mess...

Sure enough, it's still quite difficult for me now to face the super magic spirit with the domain.

"But Aoi's expression doesn't seem to say that, she looks very happy."

This guy's teasing gaze can still be felt even through black sunglasses. As soon as my face became hot, I subconsciously picked up the pillow beside me to cover my face.

"You read it wrong."

It's just playing a hundred million little hilarious.

Although through this battle, I probably figured out the gap between myself and the special class.But after all, it has been a while since I played so heartily, and it would be a lie to say that I am not excited.

"Speaking of which, Aoi's actual combat experience is very strong. He must have often run missions in the past...Why have I never met Aoi? Is Aoi your real name?"

My heart skipped a beat, but I still calmly bypassed his last question, "Probably because you are a special class, and I only have a first class. I will die if I go to the task given to you by the above."

This is indeed the case, not to mention that my acting style is so weird that no one wants to form a team with me. Gojo Satoru is a doll self-propelled bug in the magic world, and the tasks assigned to him by the high-level are probably difficult and miscellaneous cases. , If I change it, I guess it will be a dead end.

Besides, does Gojo Satoru still need teammates?

"But I'll protect Aoi!" The guy said lightly, as if he was talking about something normal like what to eat for dinner.

"."

I thank you, I'm just saying in disguise that I'll be slow...

Zenyuan Zhizai, who came back from the hotel room, saw the two talking happily on the sofa from a distance, and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and hurried over.

He casually threw the coat he took out from the room on Dongtang Aoi, "Don't dress like this in front of outsiders."

The black-haired girl was still wearing that nude pink bathrobe that was too close-fitting.Because of the battle just now, the bathrobe was already a little damaged, and it really didn't look very elegant.

Afterwards, he turned his finger to Wujo Wu, "Speaking of Wujo Wu, why are you still here, are you so free?"

It's time to report to the higher-ups later and ask them to assign more tasks to this guy.Otherwise, I'll be doing nothing all day long and flirting with girls everywhere..

"You must have taken too much care of the Chanyuan."

"It's you who obviously have ulterior motives chatting with Aoi, okay?"

The two started again!

I poked my head out of Zenyuan Naoya's coat, and the goal I entered was Zenyuan Naoya with a distraught face and Wujo Wu, who was calm and calm. Is there any grievance between these two families?

Why do they start arguing as soon as they meet each other within three sentences?

But——I took Zenyuan Naoya's coat and took a sharp sniff, and then sneezed heavily: "Ha Qiu—Mr. Zenyuan, the perfume smell on your coat is too strong!"

Did you spray a catty of perfume on it?

Zenyuan Naoya blushed, and anxiously explained: "No...it's not perfume, it's the smell of laundry detergent."

Gojo Satoru seemed to be interested too, picked up a sleeve and sniffed it close, "Lie, what kind of laundry detergent can wash out the smell of Zu X dragon, you guy, you probably soaked your clothes in perfume, right? .It turns out that Zenyuan is such a -taste-taste--"

Wutiao Wutiao's yin and yang strange look almost didn't have the words "Hi Hao Niang" written on his face.

In front of the object of my liking, I was scorned by a guy who seemed to be a rival in love. Naoya Zenyuan's face darkened when he got this recognition, and then he seemed to think of something, and there was a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, AoI, you don't know, Gojo Satoru has a fiancée."

Hearing Zenyuan Naoya's words, I, who was originally spread out on the sofa, immediately sat up in a dying state of shock.

However, he was afraid that his reaction would be too intense to attract suspicion, so he pretended to stretch, changed his posture and lay down lazily, with a careless look.

"Mr. Gojo is not too young... It is normal for this age group to have a fiancée or something."

On the surface, he looked calm and breezy, but in fact he quietly perked up his ears.

"Isn't it just that you are not young, the little girl is only eighteen and one flower, and if you say it, you are afraid that people will say that you are an old cow eating young grass, right, Wutiao."

Zenyuan Naoya's words clearly meant something.

Isn’t Aoi in front of you just fine..

Gojo Satoru was not annoyed, but just said lightly: "It's just something those boring old men came up with..."

Gojo Satoru seemed dissatisfied with this marriage, so I dared to ask, "Will Mr. Gojo marry that lady?"

"Do you care if I marry the other party?" He asked back.

Of course you care!

You don't want to marry, and I don't want to marry, then we are grasshoppers on the same rope!

Forming an alliance is better than I am now floating outside alone in fear of not knowing when I will fall off the horse...

But I can't tell my true identity at this juncture!

"No, I think Mr. Gojo doesn't look like the kind of person who will obey the family's orders." So I can only ask the other party's thoughts tactfully.

Gojo Satoru gave me a thoughtful look, "They can't influence my thoughts, but well...if I marry Aoi, I might think about it seriously."

"..." That still bothered me.

"Is your marriage partner Aoi? You think it's beautiful. I've heard rumors about your marriage partner. I heard that he is a weird and bad-tempered guy! The conjurer who has worked with her once always pulls the other party directly. Entered the blacklist, refused to cooperate with each other..." Naoya Chanyuan started again.

Wait, don't I just like to use pure power to defeat the curse spirit?Although it doesn't fit the mainstream fighting thinking, why is he so eccentric and grumpy?

Was it because I hammered the curse spirit hammer so hard that my former partners were scared?

"Not only that, I heard that the appearance is also hard to describe... You dare to compare it with Aoi with that kind of pork chop? Eh? What's wrong with you, Aoi?"

I stood up abruptly, with a fake smile on my face, and said to Zenyuan Naoya, who had just been criticizing my own Datong, word by word, "Mr. Is it because of you that you have such a big opinion on pork chops in this life?"

"I didn't mean you..."

"I don't care who you're talking about, it's very rude to use this word to describe any woman, it doesn't conform to the style of a gentleman at all!"

Zenyuan Naoya turned pale, and hurriedly stood up and explained to me, "I...not...I...I'm sorry! Aoi, where are you going?"

"I'm going to eat pork chops, you two can continue chatting here, I won't accompany you anymore, bye-"

I waved my hand and walked away without looking back, leaving these two guys in the hotel lobby.

Zenyuan Naoya's face turned blue and red, and he was very annoyed. He usually opened his mouth to judge women, forgetting that Aoi didn't like to hear it.And Gojo Satoru was completely gloating.

"It seems to be hated by Ms. Aoi...It's so miserable."

hateful!

..

I left the hotel lobby and didn't go to the restaurant or go back to the room, but came to the garden just now through the side door of the hotel.

The birth domain of the mantra spirit is a certain spiritual projection of the real world.Although it is not like the towering and complex green walls in the field, it is also surrounded by winding paths surrounded by well-trimmed low bushes, and the two sides are full of sycamores.

In the evening, the golden brilliance sprinkled down, passed through the gaps in the leaves above the head, and fell on the cobblestone path, dancing with the evening wind.

Tranquil and comfortable.

"What are you thinking about?"

It was Gojo Satoru's voice.

"I was wondering how many corpses were buried under this land."

Those numb and swollen faces that Fuhei boy looked at must be projections of reality to some extent. After thinking about it, this is probably the only possibility——

Due to some unknown reasons, many people died here, and these people were buried deep in this garden.

Shrubs, bushes, and trees all thrived on the nourishment from the corpses of those people.

But the lingering anger and resentment of those resentful spirits took the opportunity to attach themselves here, and after a long period of time, such a powerful curse spirit was finally born.

"The mission of the magician is to protect innocent human beings from the evil spirits, but the evil spirits are born because of human beings... Don't you think this is an interesting paradox? Then what is the meaning of our death? "

Is the sacrifice of the conjurer really meaningful?

Gojo Satoru's voice came from behind me.But I didn't look back, I just lowered my head and looked at the land under my feet.

"I once had a friend who had a similar question to yours."

I turned my head to look at Gojo Satoru, who was sitting on a bench by the side of the path with Erlang legs crossed. The sunset light dyed his silver-white hair golden, and he seemed to be shining.

I noticed the words he used.

He said once.

I was afraid of touching on his unknown secret past, so I thought about changing the topic: "Ah, is it? It seems that I am not the only magician who likes to hurt the spring and the autumn... Haha, but Mr. Wujo, what are you doing?" Haven't left yet?"

Is the super conjurer really so idle?

Hearing this, a certain white hair lifted his sunglasses and said seriously, "Have you forgotten our bet?"

How about this, see who kills the most vines, the loser has to promise the winner one thing.

Well, I was thinking too much, this guy is here to collect debts from me!

"Remember, tell me, which restaurant do you want to eat this time..."

"Then let's go on a date!"

"Dessert... eh?"