Don't compete with fairy tale vests
Chapter 88
The sound of the arrow piercing through the air pierced the tranquility of the abandoned building. The green arrow was an afterimage, with a faint green streamer in the dark environment, passing through the ugly curse spirit's chest almost without stagnation.
The curse spirit holding a young boy was torn apart by arrows, and disappeared into the air bit by bit amid the inhuman screams from the vocal organ that could barely be called a mouth middle.
But after completing his mission, the rare green arrow has not stopped.
The strength of the archer was so great that the arrow even passed through one wall, leaving a hole with a round cut in the wall made of concrete and steel bars, and finally sank into the second wall at an extremely fast speed. The arrow feathers were exposed.
As soon as the boy with short pink hair and the girl with shawl hair came upstairs, they saw an unforgettable scene.
The wall where the arrow stopped was right behind the pink-haired boy, and Knotaba Yuhito turned his head slowly, his eyes full of disbelief and a trace of fear.
The part of the arrow feather made of green bird feathers exposed to the wall is trembling slightly, as if it is still telling its bravery when flying in the air.
Knotweed Yuhito could almost feel the scorching heat in the air, which was due to the high temperature produced by the friction between the high-speed arrow and the air. fierce.
If he was hit by such an arrow, the consequences would be unimaginable, Katsuhiro Hirohito patted his chest with lingering fear, and took a deep breath.
Nagasaki Wild Rose briefly cast her eyes on the hole left by the arrow in the wall, then quickly drew her attention back, and cast her vigilant and sharp eyes on the strange boy in front of her.
This is a very strong person, the only female analyst in the first grade who calmly analyzed, a trace of cold sweat broke out in the girl's palm, and the hammer in the female magician's hand was involuntarily held tighter by her. Keeping a posture of being able to attack, retreat or defend, he looked at this strange man warily.
Although she just witnessed the strange boy in front of her remove the curse spirit with her own hands, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei did not dare to treat the boy dressed as a hunter as a companion just like this.
After all, Atreyu's hunting life since he was a child gave the green man a special evil spirit, which made the girl think that he might be a murderous curser.
Seeing Knotaba Yuhito, who was instantly impressed by Atreyu's beautiful archery just now, has been exposed unsuspectingly, and when Nagasaki Wild Rose looked silly with a bright smile and was about to strike up a conversation, the female magician One of his classmates rubbed his temples nervously and tiredly.
"Hey, Knotweed, don't go there, he may be the enemy!"
Nagasaki Wild Rose took a look at Atreyu, who seemed to have no idea of the two of them for the time being, deliberately lowered her voice, and reminded her in a low voice, but she didn't know that the little hunter's hearing was enough to hear the whispers of boys and girls. Clearly.
Atleiyu has nothing to do with the students of the air traffic management college for the time being. The little boy in front of him who has just been rescued by him and has just been hijacked by the curse spirit is the real source of pressure for him.
I don't know if it's because of his fierce and wild appearance, and the fact that Atreiu himself is not good at showing kindness on the surface. The boy seems to be more afraid of Atreiu than he is of the curse spirit.
As soon as the prairie hunter got a little closer, the boy's cries rose louder and louder, and the whole interest was really worried that the frightened boy would become dehydrated.
After negotiating to no avail, Atreiyu had no choice. Fuhu's vest was temporarily used by Kurikawa Soryu for other things due to some things, and there was no one who was good at communicating. The scene fell into a sudden deadlock.
"Hey, stop crying..."
Nagasaki Wild Rose was still trying to make eye contact with Knotabagi Yuhito, who didn't understand her meaning at all, to determine the next action plan, but she was a little impatient when she heard that young man who seemed very difficult to mess with Grabbing his long dark blue hair, he said to the little boy in a hasty tone.
Wild Rose could hear the awkward concern in the words of the little hunter, not to mention that the dark blue-haired prairie hunter was still trying to wipe the child's tears with his cowhide cloak.
Although the little boy in front of him seemed to be a little different from the hunter's aura, he was extremely resistant to the boy's approach.
"How about I try to coax it?" The female conjurer hesitated for a while and suggested to the little hunter who seemed to be at a loss.
After all, she was only a student, and after seeing the unusually handsome appearance in other fields, with a natural aura that was different from that of a city boy, the balance in Nagasaki's heart began to tilt a little towards the guess that the strange boy might be a good person.
A head of dark blue long hair that grows wildly like water plants is loosely combed into a bundle and hangs naturally on the hunter's shoulders. The prairie hunter with a pair of dark eyes close to black jade nails the wild rose with his sharp eyes like a falcon. Scanned up and down.
The boy's hand in the thick purple-red buffalo leather cloak rubbed along the fur lines a few times, as if he was thinking, and then he silently made way for the female conjurer, which was regarded as a tacit consent.
When she was about to walk to the boy who was crying because of being frightened, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei heard a boy who was mute in cosplay behind her from just now.
"The child may be dehydrated if he cries any longer."
When the girl looked towards the person who made the sound, she found that the little hunter was still expressionless, as if the careful person just now was not him.
What, don't you care about this? Although he looks fierce, he should be a good person.Nagasaki Yaqiangwei thought to herself, she thought she was still very popular with children, and she stepped forward confidently, but she was immediately hit hard by the boy's reaction.
"Don't cry, child, if you cry again, you won't grow taller." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei completely ignored that she herself had no experience in comforting others, so she went straight up.
"Wow—" Seeing her come to comfort her, the little boy cried even harder.
On the contrary, Knotaba Yuhito, who came over to help with his head probing his head, played a little role. The pink-haired boy quickly gained a little trust from the boy. Although the little boy was still sobbing, at least he stopped crying.
But just when the boy was about to burst into laughter with Knotabagi Yujin's unremitting grimace, a large white unidentified object suddenly rushed upstairs, scaring everyone including Atleiyu After a jump, the way to go upstairs by directly smashing the floor is unique.
With the splashing of debris on the floor, the smoke and dust raised by the sand gradually dissipated, and a tall young man with white hair appeared in front of them, wearing a black eyepatch that was incompatible with the atmosphere around him. Each carrying a boy.
The young man who suddenly exploded from the floor and rushed up was Gojo Satoru. Kuro Megumi and Neki Riku who want to do it again.
"Hey, the most popular teacher Wutiao is here!"
Gojo Satoru put the student in his hand on the open space beside him, and posed a handsome pose, but he didn't seem to receive any particularly good response.
Fuguro Megumi and Nagazaki Ye Qiangwei both looked at their eyes, nose, nose, nose and heart, trying to pretend that they were not familiar with Wujo Wujo, while Negi Riku was so excited because he saw the boss Atreyu, as for the dark blue-haired little girl The hunter frowned slightly from the moment he saw Wujo Satoru.
The only one who is willing to join in is probably Knotweed Hisuhito.
"Yeah!" The boy with short pink hair clapped his hands vigorously, and even accompanied the boy who didn't understand what was going on to applaud the white-haired youth.
After enjoying the worship of the students, Gojo Gojo smiled and said to the little hunter beside him, "We meet again, Atreyu."
After being accurately called by the young man's name, the dark blue-haired boy immediately became the center of sight of several people, but the little hunter still looked indifferent.
Fu Heihui saw the familiar style of clothing on the young man named Atreyu, as if he remembered something, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak. Only Neki Riku, who was standing beside him, noticed his movement and was curious. He looked between the two of them.
"You really are haunted." After looking at each other for a while with the white-haired young man through the blindfold, it was the little hunter who took the lead to look away.
"I wouldn't do such a dishonest thing. I just brought my students to exorcise the curse."
"Whatever, I'll take my leave first." The young man named Atreyu said coldly, and was about to leave, but his figure was stopped by Gojo Satoru's attack like a joke.
Pausing on the spot, the boy with his upper body bare and only wearing a purple-red cowhide cloak remained as calm as before, but the anger that could erupt at any time was suppressed in his voice.
"what do you mean?"
Being questioned by the victim in this way, Gojo Satoru still behaved with ease, and his tone was also joking: "Of course I hope Atreyu can stay and catch up with me."
"Did you make a mistake?" Atreiyu was choked, and replied in a flat voice.
He was convinced that after being discovered by Gojo Satoru together with sister Nanako Mimiko that day, he had no interaction with the white-haired young man in front of him.
"Of course not, do you know 'President'?"
After Gojo Satoru uttered this question, the air fell into silence for a short while.
Several students did not make a sound in a very tacit understanding. Knotaba Yuhito seemed to have some doubts, but after being poked hard with the end of the hammer by Nagasaki Wild Rose behind him, he lowered his head and concentrated on taking care of him being hugged by himself. In my arms, the boy who was crying so hard that he fell asleep.
The silence continued, and there seemed to be a sound of braking outside the abandoned building.
"Goodbye, you guys go back first." Wujo Gojo said to the boys and girls behind him without looking back, his tone was a little eager, as if he couldn't wait to drive them away.
"Ok."
Fu Heihui didn't understand why the current situation was brought about. Although there were still unspoken thanks that he hadn't had time to complete, he also knew that the current situation should follow Wujo Satoru's command, so he responded and took the lead with his classmates. Leaving the building, the assistant supervisor was already waiting for them downstairs.
"Can we talk about it now?" Wujo Wujo held his chin and looked at the boy opposite him with a smile.
"Didn't that lion already tell you about the same?"
Without answering his question directly, Little Hunter responded with a rhetorical question.
Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth, as if remembering something happy: "You mean Graugramman?"
"Ah-choo—" It seems that just mentioning this name will make Atreiyu feel that his nose is full of cat hair. Even though he knows that the colorful lion is not here, the little hunter can't help but sneezed.
"Yes, that's right, he probably wiped you out."
Atreyu casually circled his dark blue hair tails with his fingers, curving their ends, obviously trying to cover up his embarrassing performance just now, but the redness on his face and the expression in his eyes were full of shame. A little dodge still betrayed him.
But Wujo Satoru was not a considerate person, and he immediately laughed out of face, obviously aware of the hilarious relationship between Atreyu and Graugramman's fingertips.
However, the white-haired young man still understood the truth of the swordsman's acceptance under the unremitting efforts of the night moth righteous way and the iron fist suppression. It was only when Atreyu's serious killing intent became more and more substantive that the young man finally put away his smile , coughed dryly, and tried to straighten his face, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth still showed that he hadn't laughed enough, which almost made the prairie hunter's serious shame and anger materialize.
"Hmm, aren't you afraid? After all, I've learned a lot from my lovely students."
Gojo Satoru is always very good at provoking the anger of others. As a master of arching fire, he can live smoothly until now probably thanks to his talent and rare spells. Will be assassinated.
Only this time he miscalculated.
The dark blue-haired hunter really clenched the group heads as he expected, his brows twitched, and he looked really angry, and even the skin on his face began to turn slightly green, some white mysterious runes were on the boy's chest. Floating on the face from time to time.
But these are all the anger that Soryu Kurikawa deliberately let Atreyu show.
"Old man, you see, he has already believed it."
Seeing Gojo Satoru's relaxed expression and slightly rising tone of voice from Atreyu's perspective, Kurikawa Soryu made such an inference smoothly.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you know about it, anyway, that's all you know," the little hunter said with a look of anger, "If you just came to me for this topic, don't waste your time, hunter Time is precious."
"Or, do you still want to try the effect of the anesthetic again?" Atreiyu took out a bottle of colorless liquid from under the cloak, and deliberately shook it at the white-haired young man, "I am doing this for you again." After mixing a bottle, this time it will definitely allow you to experience the cry of a purple buffalo before it dies."
It's just that I didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be more limitless than Atreiyu imagined, and he took over his words smoothly, and even wanted to blow a bottle directly.
After some fruitless mutual ridicule, Gojo Satoru finally expressed his true purpose.
"I just want to know the whereabouts of the sisters. After all, it's better for children to go to school."
"That depends on their own wishes." In this regard, Atreiu has always been steadfast.Although with Wujo Satoru's strength, if he wanted to take away the Yaba sisters, it would be impossible for Atreyu to guard against them all the time, but he knew that the white-haired youth would not do such a thing.
Sure enough, Gojo Satoru skipped this topic, and seeing that Atreyu had a hint of leaving, he was concerned about the anesthetics and traps that the little hunter was hard to guard against, and it was not easy to block him directly, so he sped up his speech and asked: "Okay, There is still a question, what is the purpose of the story meeting?"
"It's just to recover an out-of-control treasure, that's all."
Atreyu groped under the cloak for a while again, but not for the poison, but took out a pendant composed of two snakes, one black and one white. The sudden surge in tasks on the Conjurer's side was an important reason why he had been working overtime recently.
"Our purpose is to recycle this. This is also the purpose of my appearance. The curse spirit is troublesome enough, isn't it? If these filthy things also come out to join in the fun, it will be a flood of inferiority that even real hunters are unwilling to face. .”
"Okay, that's all for now." The prairie hunter grabbed the quiver that was placed on the ground, and a chilling aura lingered between his brows again. He still had something to solve.
After these words, Gojo Satoru didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't stop Atreyu when he left.
Atreiyu was also happy that he didn't say any more, Nanako and Mimiko still needed his care.
"How is it?" Atreiyu asked the white-haired girl straight to the point as soon as they returned to their new stronghold.
He was naturally asking about Mimiko Yababa's condition, and the girl seemed a little resistant to communicating.
"She's much better, she should, she should be fine." Although Nanako's heart is more towards her sister, it seems that she can't allow sensibility to dominate in this situation, and Mimiko's state of mind is what she is most worried about.
"Mimiko." When Atreyu approached the room, he called out the girl's name first.
The black-haired girl had already sat up by herself, and her expression was obviously much more sober than the day she was rescued.
"It's all a scam."
Mimiko wriggled her lips, and in the end she could only say this sentence. Big drops of tears fell down. What has been lost cannot be returned. She knew this clearly, but she still pursued the impossible. Even Nanako was almost implicated.
"I'll tell you the truth." The black-haired girl quickly got out of her emotions and said in a cold voice.
"The one who came to me before was Mr. Xia You's former intermediary—Kong Shiyu." The girl's seriousness was filled with resentment towards this man.
Atreyu didn't respond.
But it was Kurikawa Soryu who was even more surprised.
"It's actually him."
Some unnoticed details were suddenly recalled by Soryu Kurikawa: "I remember that the leader of the Panxing Sect started to collect 'Olin' and it seems that he also learned about it from him. What kind of role does this intermediary play in it?"
It's just that no one answered, Kurikawa Soryu could only talk to himself.
"Sure enough, someone came up with the idea of 'Olin'."
"It doesn't look like it's here either."
Fu Hu made a cross at a certain point on the map. He has been looking for the spider silk in Gramudo for many days. This is already the first abandoned spider web he has found, although he has not heard of it yet. What accident happened, but it is not okay to let this kind of monster run around in the city of Yokohama. Kunikida Doppo's encounter is a warning.
Yugramudo is not a creature that likes to change nests, because weaving webs is very troublesome for spiders like Gramudo, but this group of Yugramudos has changed so many times, it is simply It seems to be a scout lurking in the dark, which makes people very concerned.
Fuhu's speed is very fast, and he is good at flying. He has an advantage in completing this task. At the same time, his fire magic is also the nemesis of the spider swarm in Gramudo. As the map is filled with red forks, Fulong's walking route became more and more remote.
This seems to be impossible. As time goes by, the scenes that Fuhu saw gradually changed from high-rise buildings to small houses, and then to farmland. few suburbs.
The air and scenery in the countryside are different from those in the city. Fulong, who is a combination of air and fire, is the most sensitive and enjoys the feeling of this change. Soryu Kurikawa enjoys it through the senses of Fuhu's vest. This place was not very far from the orphanage he had funded before.
It was still very early, so Kurikawa Soryu had the idea of borrowing Fuhu's vest to take a look.
Anyway, Fulong's appearance doesn't tell Fulong's actual age, so it's just right to pretend to be a high school student for social experience.
Just under the proposal of his benefactor, although the director of the orphanage was not happy, but in order to save money and find more employees to take care of the children who became more and more unmanageable after the expansion of the orphanage, he had to continue Recruit volunteers for students.
Just when Fu Hu was about to enter the entrance of the orphanage, he bumped into a man with hair color and eye color similar to his.
The white-haired young man also has long hair, but his red eyes seem to be engraved with indifference, completely different from Fu Hu's soft pupils that are always filled with softness. Even if their appearance and characteristics are somewhat similar, no one will mistake them.
The young man with long white hair raised his head, his expressionless face gave off a strange inhuman feeling, and Aunt Tong's pair of red eyes with a hint of indifference and disdain also casually cast a knife-like slash at Fuhu. look.
The curse spirit holding a young boy was torn apart by arrows, and disappeared into the air bit by bit amid the inhuman screams from the vocal organ that could barely be called a mouth middle.
But after completing his mission, the rare green arrow has not stopped.
The strength of the archer was so great that the arrow even passed through one wall, leaving a hole with a round cut in the wall made of concrete and steel bars, and finally sank into the second wall at an extremely fast speed. The arrow feathers were exposed.
As soon as the boy with short pink hair and the girl with shawl hair came upstairs, they saw an unforgettable scene.
The wall where the arrow stopped was right behind the pink-haired boy, and Knotaba Yuhito turned his head slowly, his eyes full of disbelief and a trace of fear.
The part of the arrow feather made of green bird feathers exposed to the wall is trembling slightly, as if it is still telling its bravery when flying in the air.
Knotweed Yuhito could almost feel the scorching heat in the air, which was due to the high temperature produced by the friction between the high-speed arrow and the air. fierce.
If he was hit by such an arrow, the consequences would be unimaginable, Katsuhiro Hirohito patted his chest with lingering fear, and took a deep breath.
Nagasaki Wild Rose briefly cast her eyes on the hole left by the arrow in the wall, then quickly drew her attention back, and cast her vigilant and sharp eyes on the strange boy in front of her.
This is a very strong person, the only female analyst in the first grade who calmly analyzed, a trace of cold sweat broke out in the girl's palm, and the hammer in the female magician's hand was involuntarily held tighter by her. Keeping a posture of being able to attack, retreat or defend, he looked at this strange man warily.
Although she just witnessed the strange boy in front of her remove the curse spirit with her own hands, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei did not dare to treat the boy dressed as a hunter as a companion just like this.
After all, Atreyu's hunting life since he was a child gave the green man a special evil spirit, which made the girl think that he might be a murderous curser.
Seeing Knotaba Yuhito, who was instantly impressed by Atreyu's beautiful archery just now, has been exposed unsuspectingly, and when Nagasaki Wild Rose looked silly with a bright smile and was about to strike up a conversation, the female magician One of his classmates rubbed his temples nervously and tiredly.
"Hey, Knotweed, don't go there, he may be the enemy!"
Nagasaki Wild Rose took a look at Atreyu, who seemed to have no idea of the two of them for the time being, deliberately lowered her voice, and reminded her in a low voice, but she didn't know that the little hunter's hearing was enough to hear the whispers of boys and girls. Clearly.
Atleiyu has nothing to do with the students of the air traffic management college for the time being. The little boy in front of him who has just been rescued by him and has just been hijacked by the curse spirit is the real source of pressure for him.
I don't know if it's because of his fierce and wild appearance, and the fact that Atreiu himself is not good at showing kindness on the surface. The boy seems to be more afraid of Atreiu than he is of the curse spirit.
As soon as the prairie hunter got a little closer, the boy's cries rose louder and louder, and the whole interest was really worried that the frightened boy would become dehydrated.
After negotiating to no avail, Atreiyu had no choice. Fuhu's vest was temporarily used by Kurikawa Soryu for other things due to some things, and there was no one who was good at communicating. The scene fell into a sudden deadlock.
"Hey, stop crying..."
Nagasaki Wild Rose was still trying to make eye contact with Knotabagi Yuhito, who didn't understand her meaning at all, to determine the next action plan, but she was a little impatient when she heard that young man who seemed very difficult to mess with Grabbing his long dark blue hair, he said to the little boy in a hasty tone.
Wild Rose could hear the awkward concern in the words of the little hunter, not to mention that the dark blue-haired prairie hunter was still trying to wipe the child's tears with his cowhide cloak.
Although the little boy in front of him seemed to be a little different from the hunter's aura, he was extremely resistant to the boy's approach.
"How about I try to coax it?" The female conjurer hesitated for a while and suggested to the little hunter who seemed to be at a loss.
After all, she was only a student, and after seeing the unusually handsome appearance in other fields, with a natural aura that was different from that of a city boy, the balance in Nagasaki's heart began to tilt a little towards the guess that the strange boy might be a good person.
A head of dark blue long hair that grows wildly like water plants is loosely combed into a bundle and hangs naturally on the hunter's shoulders. The prairie hunter with a pair of dark eyes close to black jade nails the wild rose with his sharp eyes like a falcon. Scanned up and down.
The boy's hand in the thick purple-red buffalo leather cloak rubbed along the fur lines a few times, as if he was thinking, and then he silently made way for the female conjurer, which was regarded as a tacit consent.
When she was about to walk to the boy who was crying because of being frightened, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei heard a boy who was mute in cosplay behind her from just now.
"The child may be dehydrated if he cries any longer."
When the girl looked towards the person who made the sound, she found that the little hunter was still expressionless, as if the careful person just now was not him.
What, don't you care about this? Although he looks fierce, he should be a good person.Nagasaki Yaqiangwei thought to herself, she thought she was still very popular with children, and she stepped forward confidently, but she was immediately hit hard by the boy's reaction.
"Don't cry, child, if you cry again, you won't grow taller." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei completely ignored that she herself had no experience in comforting others, so she went straight up.
"Wow—" Seeing her come to comfort her, the little boy cried even harder.
On the contrary, Knotaba Yuhito, who came over to help with his head probing his head, played a little role. The pink-haired boy quickly gained a little trust from the boy. Although the little boy was still sobbing, at least he stopped crying.
But just when the boy was about to burst into laughter with Knotabagi Yujin's unremitting grimace, a large white unidentified object suddenly rushed upstairs, scaring everyone including Atleiyu After a jump, the way to go upstairs by directly smashing the floor is unique.
With the splashing of debris on the floor, the smoke and dust raised by the sand gradually dissipated, and a tall young man with white hair appeared in front of them, wearing a black eyepatch that was incompatible with the atmosphere around him. Each carrying a boy.
The young man who suddenly exploded from the floor and rushed up was Gojo Satoru. Kuro Megumi and Neki Riku who want to do it again.
"Hey, the most popular teacher Wutiao is here!"
Gojo Satoru put the student in his hand on the open space beside him, and posed a handsome pose, but he didn't seem to receive any particularly good response.
Fuguro Megumi and Nagazaki Ye Qiangwei both looked at their eyes, nose, nose, nose and heart, trying to pretend that they were not familiar with Wujo Wujo, while Negi Riku was so excited because he saw the boss Atreyu, as for the dark blue-haired little girl The hunter frowned slightly from the moment he saw Wujo Satoru.
The only one who is willing to join in is probably Knotweed Hisuhito.
"Yeah!" The boy with short pink hair clapped his hands vigorously, and even accompanied the boy who didn't understand what was going on to applaud the white-haired youth.
After enjoying the worship of the students, Gojo Gojo smiled and said to the little hunter beside him, "We meet again, Atreyu."
After being accurately called by the young man's name, the dark blue-haired boy immediately became the center of sight of several people, but the little hunter still looked indifferent.
Fu Heihui saw the familiar style of clothing on the young man named Atreyu, as if he remembered something, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak. Only Neki Riku, who was standing beside him, noticed his movement and was curious. He looked between the two of them.
"You really are haunted." After looking at each other for a while with the white-haired young man through the blindfold, it was the little hunter who took the lead to look away.
"I wouldn't do such a dishonest thing. I just brought my students to exorcise the curse."
"Whatever, I'll take my leave first." The young man named Atreyu said coldly, and was about to leave, but his figure was stopped by Gojo Satoru's attack like a joke.
Pausing on the spot, the boy with his upper body bare and only wearing a purple-red cowhide cloak remained as calm as before, but the anger that could erupt at any time was suppressed in his voice.
"what do you mean?"
Being questioned by the victim in this way, Gojo Satoru still behaved with ease, and his tone was also joking: "Of course I hope Atreyu can stay and catch up with me."
"Did you make a mistake?" Atreiyu was choked, and replied in a flat voice.
He was convinced that after being discovered by Gojo Satoru together with sister Nanako Mimiko that day, he had no interaction with the white-haired young man in front of him.
"Of course not, do you know 'President'?"
After Gojo Satoru uttered this question, the air fell into silence for a short while.
Several students did not make a sound in a very tacit understanding. Knotaba Yuhito seemed to have some doubts, but after being poked hard with the end of the hammer by Nagasaki Wild Rose behind him, he lowered his head and concentrated on taking care of him being hugged by himself. In my arms, the boy who was crying so hard that he fell asleep.
The silence continued, and there seemed to be a sound of braking outside the abandoned building.
"Goodbye, you guys go back first." Wujo Gojo said to the boys and girls behind him without looking back, his tone was a little eager, as if he couldn't wait to drive them away.
"Ok."
Fu Heihui didn't understand why the current situation was brought about. Although there were still unspoken thanks that he hadn't had time to complete, he also knew that the current situation should follow Wujo Satoru's command, so he responded and took the lead with his classmates. Leaving the building, the assistant supervisor was already waiting for them downstairs.
"Can we talk about it now?" Wujo Wujo held his chin and looked at the boy opposite him with a smile.
"Didn't that lion already tell you about the same?"
Without answering his question directly, Little Hunter responded with a rhetorical question.
Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth, as if remembering something happy: "You mean Graugramman?"
"Ah-choo—" It seems that just mentioning this name will make Atreiyu feel that his nose is full of cat hair. Even though he knows that the colorful lion is not here, the little hunter can't help but sneezed.
"Yes, that's right, he probably wiped you out."
Atreyu casually circled his dark blue hair tails with his fingers, curving their ends, obviously trying to cover up his embarrassing performance just now, but the redness on his face and the expression in his eyes were full of shame. A little dodge still betrayed him.
But Wujo Satoru was not a considerate person, and he immediately laughed out of face, obviously aware of the hilarious relationship between Atreyu and Graugramman's fingertips.
However, the white-haired young man still understood the truth of the swordsman's acceptance under the unremitting efforts of the night moth righteous way and the iron fist suppression. It was only when Atreyu's serious killing intent became more and more substantive that the young man finally put away his smile , coughed dryly, and tried to straighten his face, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth still showed that he hadn't laughed enough, which almost made the prairie hunter's serious shame and anger materialize.
"Hmm, aren't you afraid? After all, I've learned a lot from my lovely students."
Gojo Satoru is always very good at provoking the anger of others. As a master of arching fire, he can live smoothly until now probably thanks to his talent and rare spells. Will be assassinated.
Only this time he miscalculated.
The dark blue-haired hunter really clenched the group heads as he expected, his brows twitched, and he looked really angry, and even the skin on his face began to turn slightly green, some white mysterious runes were on the boy's chest. Floating on the face from time to time.
But these are all the anger that Soryu Kurikawa deliberately let Atreyu show.
"Old man, you see, he has already believed it."
Seeing Gojo Satoru's relaxed expression and slightly rising tone of voice from Atreyu's perspective, Kurikawa Soryu made such an inference smoothly.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you know about it, anyway, that's all you know," the little hunter said with a look of anger, "If you just came to me for this topic, don't waste your time, hunter Time is precious."
"Or, do you still want to try the effect of the anesthetic again?" Atreiyu took out a bottle of colorless liquid from under the cloak, and deliberately shook it at the white-haired young man, "I am doing this for you again." After mixing a bottle, this time it will definitely allow you to experience the cry of a purple buffalo before it dies."
It's just that I didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be more limitless than Atreiyu imagined, and he took over his words smoothly, and even wanted to blow a bottle directly.
After some fruitless mutual ridicule, Gojo Satoru finally expressed his true purpose.
"I just want to know the whereabouts of the sisters. After all, it's better for children to go to school."
"That depends on their own wishes." In this regard, Atreiu has always been steadfast.Although with Wujo Satoru's strength, if he wanted to take away the Yaba sisters, it would be impossible for Atreyu to guard against them all the time, but he knew that the white-haired youth would not do such a thing.
Sure enough, Gojo Satoru skipped this topic, and seeing that Atreyu had a hint of leaving, he was concerned about the anesthetics and traps that the little hunter was hard to guard against, and it was not easy to block him directly, so he sped up his speech and asked: "Okay, There is still a question, what is the purpose of the story meeting?"
"It's just to recover an out-of-control treasure, that's all."
Atreyu groped under the cloak for a while again, but not for the poison, but took out a pendant composed of two snakes, one black and one white. The sudden surge in tasks on the Conjurer's side was an important reason why he had been working overtime recently.
"Our purpose is to recycle this. This is also the purpose of my appearance. The curse spirit is troublesome enough, isn't it? If these filthy things also come out to join in the fun, it will be a flood of inferiority that even real hunters are unwilling to face. .”
"Okay, that's all for now." The prairie hunter grabbed the quiver that was placed on the ground, and a chilling aura lingered between his brows again. He still had something to solve.
After these words, Gojo Satoru didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't stop Atreyu when he left.
Atreiyu was also happy that he didn't say any more, Nanako and Mimiko still needed his care.
"How is it?" Atreiyu asked the white-haired girl straight to the point as soon as they returned to their new stronghold.
He was naturally asking about Mimiko Yababa's condition, and the girl seemed a little resistant to communicating.
"She's much better, she should, she should be fine." Although Nanako's heart is more towards her sister, it seems that she can't allow sensibility to dominate in this situation, and Mimiko's state of mind is what she is most worried about.
"Mimiko." When Atreyu approached the room, he called out the girl's name first.
The black-haired girl had already sat up by herself, and her expression was obviously much more sober than the day she was rescued.
"It's all a scam."
Mimiko wriggled her lips, and in the end she could only say this sentence. Big drops of tears fell down. What has been lost cannot be returned. She knew this clearly, but she still pursued the impossible. Even Nanako was almost implicated.
"I'll tell you the truth." The black-haired girl quickly got out of her emotions and said in a cold voice.
"The one who came to me before was Mr. Xia You's former intermediary—Kong Shiyu." The girl's seriousness was filled with resentment towards this man.
Atreyu didn't respond.
But it was Kurikawa Soryu who was even more surprised.
"It's actually him."
Some unnoticed details were suddenly recalled by Soryu Kurikawa: "I remember that the leader of the Panxing Sect started to collect 'Olin' and it seems that he also learned about it from him. What kind of role does this intermediary play in it?"
It's just that no one answered, Kurikawa Soryu could only talk to himself.
"Sure enough, someone came up with the idea of 'Olin'."
"It doesn't look like it's here either."
Fu Hu made a cross at a certain point on the map. He has been looking for the spider silk in Gramudo for many days. This is already the first abandoned spider web he has found, although he has not heard of it yet. What accident happened, but it is not okay to let this kind of monster run around in the city of Yokohama. Kunikida Doppo's encounter is a warning.
Yugramudo is not a creature that likes to change nests, because weaving webs is very troublesome for spiders like Gramudo, but this group of Yugramudos has changed so many times, it is simply It seems to be a scout lurking in the dark, which makes people very concerned.
Fuhu's speed is very fast, and he is good at flying. He has an advantage in completing this task. At the same time, his fire magic is also the nemesis of the spider swarm in Gramudo. As the map is filled with red forks, Fulong's walking route became more and more remote.
This seems to be impossible. As time goes by, the scenes that Fuhu saw gradually changed from high-rise buildings to small houses, and then to farmland. few suburbs.
The air and scenery in the countryside are different from those in the city. Fulong, who is a combination of air and fire, is the most sensitive and enjoys the feeling of this change. Soryu Kurikawa enjoys it through the senses of Fuhu's vest. This place was not very far from the orphanage he had funded before.
It was still very early, so Kurikawa Soryu had the idea of borrowing Fuhu's vest to take a look.
Anyway, Fulong's appearance doesn't tell Fulong's actual age, so it's just right to pretend to be a high school student for social experience.
Just under the proposal of his benefactor, although the director of the orphanage was not happy, but in order to save money and find more employees to take care of the children who became more and more unmanageable after the expansion of the orphanage, he had to continue Recruit volunteers for students.
Just when Fu Hu was about to enter the entrance of the orphanage, he bumped into a man with hair color and eye color similar to his.
The white-haired young man also has long hair, but his red eyes seem to be engraved with indifference, completely different from Fu Hu's soft pupils that are always filled with softness. Even if their appearance and characteristics are somewhat similar, no one will mistake them.
The young man with long white hair raised his head, his expressionless face gave off a strange inhuman feeling, and Aunt Tong's pair of red eyes with a hint of indifference and disdain also casually cast a knife-like slash at Fuhu. look.
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