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"But now it seems that I can't go back for the time being."

As soon as Gojo Satoru finished speaking, I felt the lingering smell of blood and rust in the air getting stronger and stronger.

Not only that, the blood color scattered in the thick fog at some point, and the blood fog that covered the sky and the sun shrouded us like an ominous curtain.

After we got back to the shore, Gojo Satoru let me down.

Looking at the blood all over the sky, I felt that my nasal cavity was full of fishy smell, which was so strong that it made people very uncomfortable. I couldn't help covering my mouth and nose.

Me: "The smell of blood is too strong."

"It looks like what we've been looking for is finally ready to emerge."

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, the thick fog couldn't cover the exquisite blue in those eyes, and that sharp line of sight seemed to be able to penetrate everything, looking deep into the thick fog.

And in the bloody depths, a vague figure is slowly condensing.

All of a sudden, the overwhelming and oppressive mantra exploded in this bloody carnival.

That's probably the trace of the super magic spirit that Zenyuan Naoya and Gojo Satoru were looking for all the way, and the reason why all of us are trapped here.

I looked solemn: "Mr. Wutiao, something is not quite right."

The moment I sensed the power of the spell, the hairs all over my body stood on end, as if every cell was warning me of danger.

And before that, I have encountered many powerful curse spirits, but I have never had such a reaction.

This kind of power has far surpassed that of ordinary super-level curse spirits!

I tugged Gojo Satoru's clothes, slightly worried, "Be careful of traps."

There is blood mist everywhere, and there is no guarantee that there will be no traps. In its territory, one must be careful after all.

Gojo Satoru grabbed my hand with his backhand, put my hand in his palm, and comforted me, "So Aoi must obediently follow me!"

I:"."

He tried hard to withdraw his hand, but the opponent's hand was as strong as a copper wall, to no avail.

I could only stare at him.

- What kind of plane are you doing!

The other party just shrugged innocently, put the index finger of the other hand on his lips, made a booing motion, and said, "Don't be distracted at special times like this, Kui!"

So who is to blame for her distraction?

I continued to stare at the hands that the two of them held together, and my resentment scattered.

Gojo Satoru seemed completely unaware of my resentment, and continued to go his own way, "But I'm so handsome, it's inevitable to be distracted, anyway, I will protect Aoi. But if you keep staring at her, she won't be able to help it." - Now is not a good time!"

The second half of the sentence contains more or less complaints.

The good-looking eyes blinked twice, and the empty mirror-like pupils were filled with a smile, looking at me.

If it was some time ago, I might have blushed a long time ago.But I don't know if it was influenced by Gojo Satoru, I was more or less tempered, and said with a blank face: "Then I thank you."

Gojo Goku raised the corner of his mouth a little more, raised his head slightly, and looked proud, "You're welcome, I should."

I clicked my tongue.

This person's skin is getting thicker and thicker. .It can't be shaken off like candy..

But one thing to say, after his nonsense, my whole person has calmed down a lot.

It seems that every time such a moment of nervousness and panic like this, being messed with by him turns into a joyous comedy, all that is left in my heart is full of complaints, and there is no sense of nervousness at all.

The happy comedian hits the nail on the head!

"Hehehe-"

There was a burst of low laughter from the depths of the blood mist, like the sound of a big rusty bell, hitting our eardrums one after another.

But the strange thing is that the laughter didn't come from a specific direction, but from all directions, surrounding our ears like stereo surround sound.

Gojo Satoru curled his lips and complained, "It's an idiot playing tricks."

Then the laughter stopped abruptly.

Gojo Satoru has always been very good at irritating people (curse spirits)!

This sentence probably angered the other party, I could even feel the surrounding fog churning, and the strong and disgusting fishy smell rushed towards us one after another.

The figure in the blood mist got deeper, and the outline became more distinct.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth." The voice sounded like it came from a long distance, with a sense of emptiness, "You will pay the price for your arrogance and rudeness."

There is one thing to say, please don't add the words, I have never provoked from the beginning to the end!

But——I looked at the hands they held, sighed silently, and muttered in a low voice:

"A thief ship, a thief ship."

"Hey——I said you're already at this time, don't you plan to show up?" Wujo Wu said coldly.

"Haven't you already seen me?" The figure in the blood mist moved, and as the distance between us continued to shrink, the hidden figure gradually revealed its real figure in front of us.

The figure of the old village chief was shining brightly.

But it’s not the same as seeing the village chief before. The village chief’s expression at this moment is indifferent. His eyes that should have been black and white were completely black, covering the white part of his eyes. He stared like a copper bell, staring at him like a deep black hole. us.

Me: "I already knew that it was the village chief, and you are wrong... Are you sure you are behind the scenes?"

What is the purpose of it doing this?

The village chief seemed to ignore me, and just looked straight at Gojo Satoru, who was the most threatening to him on the field, "I know you are strong, but here, you will never be able to defeat me."

A look of sharpness flashed in Gojo Satoru's eyes, and then he put on the familiar indifference, "Really? The bastard old man has a serious tone."

The blood mist churning in the air stagnated for an instant, and the village chief squinted his eyes slightly, his expression gloomy.

Gojo Satoru still looked carefree, he let go of my hand and took a few steps forward, spread his hands and said, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" The appearance of the spirit is also mixed with strange power, presumably you are not welcome wherever you go?"

"As expected of the six eyes, can you see this?" The village chief laughed without anger. "Then can you see...your end?"

"My fate...Of course, after defeating you, I will marry my Kui Qing and enter the marriage hall, and become a winner in life—" After he finished speaking, he put his fingers together, and a compressed spell power condensed from his fingertips.

"Cang-"

The extremely compressed spell power swelled the moment it was issued, and hit the village head straight with a posture of breaking through everything.

The village chief didn't move, and with an indifferent smile, he directly met the move.

A huge explosion exploded in my ears, and the airflow kept hitting everything around me, and a gust of wind blew up. I couldn't help but cover my eyes.

After a few seconds, the storm subsided, and I opened my eyes.

The dense fog had receded quite a bit under the blow just now, and the village chief was nowhere to be seen.

Me: "Dead.. dead?"

But Gojo Satoru's face did not become relaxed, but became more dignified.

After the thick fog cleared, we finally saw everything around us clearly.

The corpse of the villager Xiuyi was lying on the edge of the fish pond, his death looked miserable, his legs seemed to have been shortened by some blunt object, and the opening was bloody.

Not only that, but the surrounding woods are full of familiar faces—the villagers who came to work with the village chief before. They are no longer breathing, their dark and dry faces, their eyes are broken, and they still have the fear of dying .

Obviously, they had all been dead for a long time.

I wanted to go over to check again, but Gojo Satoru stopped me, "Don't go, that guy isn't dead yet."

"Eh?" I gave Gojo Satoru a strange look, but he didn't look at me, but looked around with vigilance in his eyes.

At this moment, the accident happened again.

The bright red mist rose from among the corpses, dyeing the thin mist red again, and the figure of the village chief once again condensed in the depths of the blood mist. Those dead corpses were whispering incomprehensible words, hoarse and painful, One by one tore my eardrums.

"You control those dead souls, guys who play with the dead, but be prepared to go to hell."

"It's their fault, they shouldn't have the idea of ​​wanting to leave here... We were born here, so naturally we should end here, it's just a cycle of heaven!"

After the village chief's voice fell, the undead stood up again, and dragged their bloody bodies to surround us. Those empty eyes were full of pain and inexplicable hope.

They seem to put the hope of complete liberation on us, and the soul is struggling in the body of the condemned prisoner.But the body also attacks us uncontrollably.

We did as they wished.

Gojo Satoru and I were leaning back together, and I heard his voice coming from behind, "Aoi, I'll leave my back to you!"

I nodded, and my tone was a little excited, "Well, let's have a big fight!"

I haven't moved my bones for a long time!

..

Those puppets are actually nothing to be afraid of, but we knocked them down again and again, but they stood up again and again, like soldiers who know no pain and fear no death.

I seized the gap and said, "Wu, these guys can't be killed, it seems that the village chief is the key person. Do you remember my spell?"

Then he looked at the village chief standing at the end watching the play, the meaning was self-evident.

Gojo Satoru also received my meaning and nodded slightly at me.

"It's coming!"

Gojo Satoru cleared the obstacles on the road for me, and I went straight to meet the village head, and I could clearly see the contempt revealed in those black eyes.

Sure enough, he only has eyes for Gojo Satoru and not me..

My eyes froze, and I waved my fist to give this guy who underestimated me a hard punch.

She was dodged by him, and then laughed mercilessly, "Little girl, don't you think that your flimsy fist can hurt me?"

Between the tone is naked contempt for women.

But I wasn't angry, I just smiled and attacked again, but he dodged them one by one.

Another heavy punch was dodged by him, the village head in front of him disappeared instantly, and the breath behind him was chaotic.

It turned out that the village chief came to the back of the black-haired girl and aimed at the girl's heart, ready to attack. The black-haired girl seemed to have anticipated her actions, and turned her head slightly.

Seeing the smile on the corner of her mouth, he was stunned for a moment, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

But under the current situation, he has no extra time to think about the meaning behind that smile, and at this moment——

"Pa—" There was a crisp sound.

His wrist was grabbed by Gojo Satoru, and there was a crisp sound of twisted joints.

"You... how could you."

I stood five meters away, and my tone was full of malice and arrogance, "Take your stupidity to hell and reflect—"