My comics take the magic world by storm

Fu Heihui didn't really destroy the manga in the end, it was just because the manga delayed the time and was already late for school.

After school, Fu Heihui didn't go home, but went to buy all the published comics of "Spells Returning to War". After all, this book in his hand was not his own. He thought that if he could meet Hanae Takuto again, Naturally, this thing should be returned to him.

Fu Heihui seldom read comics before, but when he arrived at the store, he realized how popular this comic was. Although the books on the shelves were not sold out, there were indeed very few left.

Who is this manga-drawing jjxx?

"Do you like this comic too?" The boss walked up to Fu Heihui and took the comic from the shelf.

The boss's height was almost 1.9 meters, and he was burly and full of tendons. He looked like a real man at first glance. Such a man suddenly appeared beside Fu Heihui, which shocked him.

Fu Heihui stared at him blankly, and quickly came back to his senses: "Yes, I came here specifically to buy this, and I will buy all the booklets that have been released."

The boss smiled knowingly: "Recently, "Spell Return" is really popular in the Two-dimensional circle. I heard that the animation has also been confirmed recently, and M Club is in charge."

"I'm a novice." Fu Heihui said helplessly.

The boss shrugged: "That's why I told you this."

Fu Heihui seemed to understand the meaning of "Amway".

"Look over there." The boss pointed to the two little girls not far away, "They also came to buy spells, and they bought several volumes, and the fourth volume was the most bought."

Fu Heihui looked over there, and the two girls were extremely excited: "Maomao Saigao!"

Fu Heihui was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

The boss slapped his thigh: "It's a big problem, because the cover of the fourth volume of manga is Wujo Satoru! Those two little girls are Wutui!"

Fu Heihui: ...

He suppressed the conjecture in his heart, and asked knowingly with some difficulty: "... What do you mean by five pushes?"

"Wujo Goku, or Wujo Wu fans." The boss curled his lips, "Aren't those two girls talking about cats, Wujo Maojiao, Wujo Wu's fan club."

That guy actually has fans! !

Fu Heihui recalled someone's 'cutting-edge operation', and some couldn't understand it.

The burly boss looked around: "Actually, you can't understand them, right? Although Gojo Satoru is the ceiling of combat power, but that character is not likable, and the character design is too thin."

Fu Heihui must nod like a robot. He doesn't know if the character is thin or not, but Mr. Gojo's character is really bad.

The burly boss smiled: "So, I don't recommend the fourth volume."

Fu Heihui Mumu looked at the boss's sinful hands reaching out to the second volume of comics.

It was the one he read in the park!

Fu Heihui suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The boss took the manga with 'Fu Hei Hui' as the cover with great care, smiling like an idiot.

"I strongly recommend Huihui!" The boss was excited, Amway, "I will never back down when facing the two-faced Su Nuo, but want to save my companion!"]

"Although our family Huihui looks a little cold, but he is still very gentle on the inside. He likes small animals! He is so cute~"

Seeing the 1.9-meter-high man blowing his rainbow fart, Fu Heihui was completely numb.

The sturdy boss pointed to the cartoon in his hand: "So, classmate, let Vipshop know about it."

What kind of human suffering is this!

Fu Heihui had a look of lovelessness.

"Hahahahaha—" Gojo Satoru sat in front of Fu Heihui and slapped the table and laughed.

The white-haired bastard wearing sunglasses had been laughing for almost an hour, and Fu Heihui clenched his fist silently.

He must find a chance to hammer this person to death.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and wiped the saline solution from the corner of his eyes: "Vippinhui, Vipinhui, this is really a very suitable name."

Fu Heihui was expressionless: "I'll kill you."

"But..." Gojo Satoru looked at the manga on the table not far away, "I finally know why Yuta and the others are so weird recently."

Although at that time because of their persecution, they already felt that something was wrong, and even left Bone Yuta to conduct an 'interrogation', but unfortunately, Yuta was a good boy who kept his promise, and he didn't say anything in the end.

No need to guess, Maki and the others must have done it.

Fu Heihui naturally knew who Gojo Satoru was talking about. Although he didn't intend to join the Tokyo High School now, he couldn't help but have Gojo Satoru, an elder who loves to show off, so I could occasionally hear it from him. Information for those conjurer students at Tokyo High School.

Yi Gu You Tai is one of them.

It's just that this news didn't calm Fu Heihui down, on the contrary, it aggravated his worries.

"Why did this manga appear, and what is the purpose of the people who drew it..." Fu Heihui lowered his head and pondered, "The most important thing is whether these contents are true or not."

Fu Heihui thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, he sighed: "Mr. Wutiao, how did you think about it?"

"Oh oh oh! Is there such a person who can suppress the will of the lodging Nuo?"

"Sure enough, even if it's a manga, the handsome Gojo Satoru teacher is still so charming!"

"Hahahahaha, look, Hui, the real 'Vippin Hui' has appeared!"

"Let me fall in love with you, Fu Hei Hui!"

Gojo Satoru didn't care about Fu Heihui's sad age at all, he was completely obsessed with comics, and Fu Heihui's face was already dark.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have told you." Fu Heihui said with a dark face, "Just let your students keep you in the dark."

Gojo Satoru closed the comic book and looked at him pitifully: "Don't say that~Mei~"

"Hehe—" Fu Heihui sneered.

Gojo Satoru spread his hands helplessly: "Of course I know what you're worried about, but this manga has already exploded in a small area. If something is seized suddenly, it will definitely cause a backlash."

"And this kind of irrationality is a thing..." Gojo Satoru touched his chin meaningfully, "Except for you parties, who else would take it seriously."

"Not to mention those old men."

Gojo Satoru chuckled: "They, half of their bodies have been buried in the ground, but they still want to keep those illusory things in their hands, but they don't know that this era has already left them far behind."

"..."

"Ah, I'm sorry Megumi, I'm telling you this."

Fu Heihui was helpless: "I'm used to it, you never understand the atmosphere."

"I'm so sad. Is this the image of Teacher Wutiao in your heart? Cry and cry." Gojo Wujo rubbed his eyes and pretended to cry.

"I haven't agreed to go to a college yet."

Fu Heihui looked at the incomprehensible man in front of him, and for some reason suddenly remembered the part in the manga where Gojo Satoru confessed in the dissection room after Yuzu Yuhito died.

In the comics, he joined the high school because of Tsumiji's affairs, or it was just a reason, as "Fu Heihui" himself said, he never dreamed of "saving everyone equally", but For 'unequal salvation'.

Mr. Wujo, as the strongest conjurer in the conjuration world, is there anything he can't do? Fu Heihui has to admit that although he doesn't agree with this person's cynical character, he trusts him from the bottom of his heart.

But, despite this, even Gojo Satoru is only one person.

Fu Heihui clenched his fist silently.

Until now, he didn't know exactly why Tsumiji was cursed and when he was cursed. These are all mysteries.

Gojo Satoru, as a super conjurer, cannot stand by his side all the time to protect them, so...

He had to find his own way to avoid all this.

"Mr. Wutiao..." Fu Heihui finally made a decision.

"I want to enroll in the High School of Conjuration."

Gojo Satoru's smile gradually faded: "Hui, are you sure?"

"Yes." Fu Heihui looked at him firmly, "But I don't want to go through the family line of the Zen Academy, so please, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Well, since it's Kei's request, then Gojo-sensei won't refuse~"

Fu Heihui showed a grateful expression: "Thank you, Mr. Wujo."

Gojo Wu gave a thumbs up: "You're welcome, then I'm also a member of Vipshop now."

Fu Heihui: ...

Fu Heihui: "One day, I will beat your front teeth out."

"Fuck you, Huijun~"

"..."

In the end, Gojo Satoru was mercilessly kicked out by Fu Heihui. As he walked on the road, he shook his head and sighed: "Sigh, it really is very difficult to be an excellent teacher."

Although he doesn't even have a teacher qualification certificate.

After leaving the range of Fu Hei Hui's house, Gojo Satoru's expression gradually turned cold. He took out the manga that he had snatched from Fu Hei Hui's hand, and gently opened a page.

The man in the cartoon stands at the traffic light on the street, seemingly obeying the traffic rules in a gentle and polite manner, but what ordinary people can't see is that there are a few magic spirits behind him. As the manga goes deeper, the one the man indulges The super class burned the storefront and killed people.

Gojo Satoru's palm holding the comic book had bulging veins. Just now in front of Fu Heihui, his anger was already on the top of his head, but he suppressed it and didn't show it.

Although the style of manga is far less realistic than traditional paintings, even if you don't see any mystery at first glance, Gojo Satoru can see it at first glance.

This person is Jay!

No, it should be said that some ghosts and goblins came from nowhere to occupy Jie's body, using his body, his abilities, and all his inferior products.

There was no way this man was Jay.

In this world, no one understands his best friend better than Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie who has gone on the wrong path. He hates ordinary people, but at the same time, he can't be with the curse spirit.

It's impossible for Xia Youjie to do such dirty things. If he encounters these curse spirits, the chances of them becoming Pokémon will be higher instead.

Gojo Satoru had a sullen face.

What the hell happened, Jay!