don't bother me soar

When Gojo Wu got out of the car, he ignored the several elders who were waiting at the gate of Wujo's house, and went straight to the warehouse where the magic tools of Wujo's house were kept after entering the gate.

The elders were used to this, and if Gojo Satoru deliberately stopped to greet them with a smile one day, they would feel that it was abnormal.

The third elder stopped Wujo Xiuyan who was trying to sneak out among the clansmen: "Stop me, brat!"

Gojo Shuhiko stopped immediately, and the brothers of his generation who passed by gave him sympathetic looks, but no one stayed to help him share the burden, one by one ran faster than one.

Gojo Shuhiko rubbed his smiling face and turned around: "Grandpa, what are your orders?"

"Clarify today's matter to me! What news did you send back? What happened to Master Wu?" The third elder waved at him.

Gojo Xiuyan looked at the sixth and seventh elders beside the third elder, and he was glad that the second elder did not come, so he walked over and told the three elders what he knew.

"The young master of the Xingjian family again?"

Hearing that it was Xing Jianguang who persuaded Gojo Wu to come over, the third elder couldn't help but frowned, and looked at the other two, and they both saw the same meaning in their eyes.

Did the young master of Xingjian's family have too much influence on Master Wu?

There were already signs of this a while ago, and now the more they are allowed to communicate, the more important the position of that young master in Master Wu's heart will be.

If the Xingjian family intends to use Mr. Wu to do something in the future, wouldn't it be easy for the young master to do something?

The elders became worried. They watched Wujo Satoru grow up. Although they didn't know what went wrong with the education policy that made him look more and more crooked, generally speaking, their son of God was still thriving.

And Gojo Satoru will continue to lead the Gojo family in the future, if there is a non-clan member who can easily influence him, it will do more harm than good to the future of the Gojo family...

Gojo Xiuyan saw that the three elders didn't know what to think about, and their expressions were not very good. No one spoke and made eye contact, as if playing charades.

"Master Wu asked me to go to the warehouse to help refer to how to return the gift to Young Master Guangli in the car just now. Grandpa, if you have nothing to do, I will leave first?"

The third elder didn't care about him now, so he waved his hand to let him go.

Gojo Xiuyan was overjoyed and immediately ran away. By the time the third elder came back to his senses, he had already disappeared.

"What warehouse are you waiting for?! Could it be that Mr. Wu wants to get the magic tool?!"

The magic tools that can be considered by the Wutiao family, one of the Yusan families, must be at least level [-]. Even if the total number of spells can’t be compared with the taboo library shared by the Yusan family, who doesn’t order the bottom of the box? baby?

More importantly, the Wujo family's warehouse also collected spells that might threaten their own spells for thousands of years, such as six eyes, such as no lower limit.

If one of them is selected by Gojo Satoru and sent out, wouldn't it be shooting himself in the foot in the future? !

So the three elders, whose thighs and feet were still flexible despite their age, rushed over to the warehouse immediately. The Wutiao family has a big business, so it's no problem for Mr. Wu to lose his family, he can lose as he pleases.But it must not be the enemy!

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"How about Guangli, is it similar to me?" Gojo Satoru opened the beautifully packaged gift box, took out a jade carving about [-] centimeters from it, and pushed it in front of Guangli like a treasure.

Guangli looked at the jade carving that looked like Gojo Satoru, and the eyes of the jade carving were specially inlaid with sapphires similar to himself: "Well, your craftsmanship has improved a lot."

"Of course! I practiced many times at home before I started!" In order to make sure that it resembled himself enough, Gojo Satoru specially invited a master jade carver, and it took a lot of thought to make this statue.

"You have seven points of charm." Guangli looked at Wutiaowu, and Wutiaowu was praised by him, and immediately showed the same air as the jade carving.

"hey-hey……"

"However, why did you suddenly give me this thing?" Guangli asked.

"Of course it's a gift in return. Didn't you say that you should reciprocate the gift in Guangli?"

"Jade pendant, talisman stone, you gave me three pieces in total, and I didn't even give you a single gift! The fox doesn't count!" The fox was given to Xue Ji by Guangli and didn't stay with him, Gojo Wu specially emphasized.

"Originally, I also wanted to give you protective magic tools, but those at home are either old-fashioned jewelry or heavy and cumbersome protective gear, which doesn't match Guangli at all. And it's not as useful as what you made!" Having said that, Wu Tiao Wu pouted in disgust.

"So I want to give you a more meaningful gift! We are friends, what could be more meaningful than giving you myself? Nothing!"

Gojo Satoru was overwhelmed by the brilliant idea he came up with: "You can think of me when you see it in the light, and it can accompany you for me when I'm not there. In this way, we will be together all the time!"

After hearing his words, Guangli paused calmly, and the hand that was reaching out to pick up the jade carving also stopped in mid-air.

together all the time?

What kind of nightmare is that?

Realizing that Guangli wanted to withdraw his hand, Wutiao Wu quickly picked up the jade carving and stuffed it into Guangli's hand: "Hold it well, Guangli!"

"This is my avatar!"

Then it is even more unacceptable.

"Since this thing is so meaningful, why don't you give it to your loved ones—"

Hikari intended to decline politely, but Gojo Satoru, who knew well that if he finished speaking, the things would not be delivered, interrupted him in time: "I see my family every day, and I'm tired of seeing each other. What do you want it to do."

"But you and I also almost every day—"

"Of course Hikari is different from them!" Gojo Satoru interrupted Hikari again, and made double-standard remarks with a face of course.

"Still..." Wujou Wutiao's eyes were filled with mist, and his eye sockets were also red in the blink of an eye, and he stared pitifully at Guangli: "Guangli, don't you want my gift?"

"Don't you want a gift that I spent so much time making?"

"Uh..." After confronting the tearful Gojo Satoru for a moment, Guangli sighed and accepted this meaningful gift.

"Ok."

As soon as Guangli agreed, Gojo Gojo excitedly began to choose a place for his avatar jade carving, making sure that Guangli could see him in the study at any time!

"Here! Oh no, it's a bit too high. The light here is a bit dark, which will affect my image, okay... let's go here, no, no, it's too far away..."

Jumping up and down in the study for a long time, Gojo Satoru was still dissatisfied, and finally he had a flash of inspiration, rushed to the light sitting behind the desk, and said excitedly: "Put my statue in the room where you sleep. Come on Guangli!"

"In this way, I will be the first person I see when I wake up in the light every day, and the last person I see before going to bed!"

Guangli refused coldly: "No, I will have nightmares."

"Huh?!" Gojo Satoru was shocked from the bottom of his heart, "How can I have a nightmare? When I dream of the light, it's always a very good dream!"

Hikari is not at all prepared to ask him what kind of dream he had about himself, and at the same time refuses Gojo Satoru to explain it to him.

"Just put it here." Guangli took the jade carving back from Wujo Wu's hand, and put it next to the pen holder on the desk.

"Here—" Gojo Satoru wanted to express his opinion.

"Come with me, it's time to go to the dojo." Guangli got up, and the spell power all over his body was a little turbulent.

Gojo Goto fell silent immediately, obediently followed Guangli out of the study, and headed to the dojo to be beaten.

After beating up the annoying guy, Guangli only felt refreshed, and his thoughts were clear. Not only did the spiritual power in his body run faster, but his dantian began to quickly absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world.

Guangli, who has experience, had a thought, and immediately sat down cross-legged, meditating, and getting rid of all distracting thoughts from the outside world, and all the spiritual consciousness was gathered inside the body.

After noticing the unusual fluctuation of another kind of energy in Guangli, Wujo Wu, who had been lying on the ground and pretended to be dead, waited for Guangli to heal him with the Heavenly Feather Clothes covered with Tianjilucun, suddenly cheered up and stood up.

He stared at Guangli carefully with his six eyes for a moment, and found that the energy called spiritual power in Guangli operated according to a certain law, and Guangli also looked calm, calmly controlling the difference between spiritual power and mantra power After running, I let go of my heart.

Gojo Satoru lay back down again, and at the same time increased the operating power of the six eyes, expanded the fixed alert range when he was with Guangli, and was alert to all movements around him.

About ten minutes later, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt a peaceful but strong spiritual power swaying rapidly in all directions centered on Guangli!

The surrounding air was unprecedentedly fresh and clean, where the spiritual power swept away, the vegetation revived again, the flowers competed to bloom, and the people at home were refreshed by Xingjian, and the old ailments were healed.

As the person closest to Guangli, Gojo Satoru benefited the most. His eyes saw a clearer world, but his brain was effortless, and he was more comfortable handling the huge flow of information...

Sitting cross-legged in the light, he opened his eyes, habitually stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and promptly retracted the high-concentration spiritual power that had almost rushed out of Hoshimi House's range, so as not to cause setbacks.

Gojo Satoru stared at the light without blinking, and found that the skin exposed in the light was fairer and plump, and the facial features were more refined.

From head to toe, it is dotted with a layer of flawless aura that is as real as it is. It is refined, noble and indifferent, like a fairy god looking down on all living beings from the sky.

Why does it feel so far away...

Gojo Satoru subconsciously sat up and stretched out his hand towards Hikari.

The aura of light has been restrained and accumulated for too long, and I can't wait to make it public. Because I have successfully established the foundation, I no longer need to worry about the growth of mantra power in the future.

Guangli noticed Wujo Wu's actions, and without hesitation, Guangli directly held Wujo Wu's hand and pulled him up from the ground.

"Is there any discomfort?"

Wujo Wu was the closest to Guangli when the foundation was established, and bears the brunt when the spiritual power spreads. Although Guangli is confident that he will not cause any damage to him, he is also worried about what might happen.

After all, spiritual power and mantra power will conflict with each other, and Guangli, who had suffered so much before the establishment of the foundation, deeply understood it.

Gojo Satoru seemed a little distracted, and when he was questioned by Guangli, he returned to his senses and smiled brightly at Guangli: "No, I'm fine!"

Only then did Guangli feel relieved: "That would be the best."

"Mother has prepared pastries for you, you come with me."

"Ok!"

Gojo Satoru actively kept up with Mikari, but he was still recalling the scene just now.

When Hikari held his hand, the abnormalities on his body were swept away.

It's as if...

He dragged the immortal back to the world.