Did Xiayou successfully drop out of school today?

Zenyuan Naoya wandered around the mantra for several times, but he couldn't find Wujo Wu.

Just when he was so angry that he wanted to kick the grass next to him, he saw a curse in the grass with sharp eyes.

He immediately frowned.

How could there be a curse spirit hidden in the flower bed.

Zenyuan Naoya soon realized something was wrong.

Is this curse spirit holding something?

Will a normal mantra carry anything on his body?

Zenyuan Naoya finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and jumped into the flower bed, wanting to see what the curse spirit was carrying.

Then he researched that this curse spirit was probably carrying some projection equipment.

Zenyuan Naoya realized that this curse spirit had an owner almost immediately.

Apart from manipulating the mantra, who else in the whole mantra can control the mantra?

He couldn't help but sneered, and raised his hand to get rid of the curse spirit.

However, just as he was about to exorcise the curse spirit hidden here, a female voice suddenly came from above his head.

"what are you doing here?"

Zenyuan Naoya stood up abruptly.

Then it was unkempt by a circle of branches above its head.

Here is a long row of flower beds, and the place where he jumped in is surrounded by branches.

This curse spirit was able to hide here because a lot of branches were broken from the middle, and then the whole curse spirit hid in it holding the equipment.

And when he jumped in, he stepped on and broke a lot of branches, and he broke a lot of roots from entering the flower bed to walking to the curse spirit.

He said it was broken, but because he lowered his head and cut off a lot of branches and leaves in order to get in as soon as possible, most of them fell down and he stepped on the ground, but there were still many branches on his head.

So when Chanyuan Naoya stood up, a lot of branches and leaves were stuck on his golden head, not to mention, even his body was also covered with a lot of broken branches and leaves.

At first glance, I thought it was a savage running out of some forest.

The girl who had just called to stop him looked at him in a daze, and then laughed out loud.

"Sorry, sorry." Seeing his face getting uglier, the girl finally stopped laughing, "May I ask what are you doing here?"

Seeing his own embarrassment made Chanyuan Naoya's complexion worse and worse, especially when the other party was a girl, which made his attitude even worse.

"But a woman wants to meddle in my business?"

The smile on Jia Ruozi's face was a little stiff.

She could feel that the yellow-haired boy in front of her was looking at her with great malice, as if he was looking at some servant who was so humble that he didn't deserve a word from him.

Jia Ruozi frowned, and finally found something from his memory.

She once heard from her friends that a young master with a very rich background was enrolled in the Kyoto school, who looked down on women extremely, with blond hair and several earrings on his ears.

She glanced at the embarrassed young man in front of her. Well, even though he was a little bit embarrassed, she could still tell that the other party was very similar to the young master of the Chanyuan family described by her friend.

"Are you Zenyuan Naoya?"

Naoya Chanyuan couldn't understand why the tone of the woman in front of her suddenly changed, but the other party actually said her name, she must be a woman who knows her.

It might even be the guy who likes to climb into his own bed.

Thinking of this, Chanyuan Naoya raised his chin towards the family, and said in a handsome manner, "Ha, it looks like I know this young master. Why don't you drag me out quickly?"

After knowing who the other party was, Jia Ruozi couldn't restrain the disgust rising in his eyes.

Seeing the other party's ridiculous performance, Jia Ruo Zi took a step back.

"I think you can come out by yourself." She paused, "Mr. Zenyuan."

Zenyuan Naoya's brows and eyes instantly raised a hint of irritability.

"I said, don't be ignorant of good and bad." Zenyuan Naoya's eyes were full of indifference and disdain for human life, "It's no different from crushing an ant when I crush you to death."

Just when Zenyuan Naoya felt that the girl in front of him would succumb to his threat, a familiar voice sounded not far away.

"Ah, you said there is no difference between crushing someone and an ant?" The voice of the visitor sounded quite surprised, "I haven't seen you for so long, I didn't expect Naozai to be so brave?"

He obviously didn't see the person who came, but just hearing the voice made Chanyuan Naoya's body tremble subconsciously.

He quickly turned his head to look at the person coming, his legs were trembling with fear, but he still wanted to maintain his precarious self-esteem.

"It's Wujo-kun, I just want to reprimand the ignorant guy, shouldn't I bother you?"

Said so on the surface, but Naoya Zenin in his heart kept yelling for Gojo Satoru to go quickly.

Before Mingming came, he kept shouting to come to Wujo Wu to ask Fu Heisher's whereabouts. After seeing Wujo Wu, he kept calling Wujo Wu to stay away from him.

It can only be said that it is worthy of Zenyuan Naozai.

Zenyuan Naoya thought that there should be no faults in what he said, but Gojo Satoru looked at him with a very strange expression.

"What are you talking about?" Wujo Satoru, who had looked like a child of god who had no desires and desires in the early years, said unceremoniously, "You are here to harass our female classmates, of course it is to disturb It's my turn."

Zenyuan Naoya's expression was unbelievable, obviously he couldn't believe that these were the words that Wujo Wu would say out of his mouth.

Once young, he felt that he was the same heir, and no one could compare to his Zenyuan Zhizai except Zenyuan Shier. Once, he took advantage of the Zenyuan family to visit Gojo's house, and avoided the guards to provoke Wujo Wu.

Then he was beaten to death by Gojo Satoru at the time.

Since then, Zenyuan Naozai has always avoided Wujo Wu.

Although in the past few years, I have heard from the servant that Gojo Satoru's personality has changed drastically.

But Zenyuan Naoya's impression of Wujo Wu is still the same as when he was beaten.

Until now, Zenyuan Naoya knew that those servants did not deceive him at all.

The son of God who basically didn't care about anything in the past will even learn what it means to make trouble for no reason.

Xia Youjie, who also came with Wujo Wu, raised his eyebrows, feeling that this embarrassed blond boy seemed to be quite afraid of Wujo Wu.

Hmm, seems to have completely forgotten about him?

It was the first time that Xia Youjie felt this feeling of being completely ignored. Xia Youjie even found it quite novel.

But when he turned his head to look at the place where he cast the spell.

Ah this.

It can only be said that fortunately, the things protected by the curse spirit are not damaged at all.

However, Xia Youjie's gaze circled Zenyuan Zhizai several times.

This guy really saw them setting up the equipment, right?

Xia Youjie and Wujo Satoru looked at each other, and felt that what they did today might end up in Waterloo with this blond boy.

Feeling that Gojo Satoru's sight was dangerous, Zenyuan Naoya couldn't help but backed away, and even almost fell into the flower bed because he didn't see the road.

Zenyuan Naoya shrank cautiously to the side, exposing the flowerbed behind him where he was brutally raped.

Well, this hiding place is definitely not working.

But a culprit is still to be caught.

"Gojo-kun, I didn't do anything. What do you want to do to me?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him with a surprised expression.

"What do you mean you didn't do anything? First you destroyed the flower bed, and then you caused great psychological harm to the only female student in our class."

He said righteously, "Chanyuan, you must pay the price for this."

Gojo Satoru didn't continue, but Zenyuan Naoya was so frightened by the scene he imagined, he couldn't help taking a step back.

His father is the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery, so he hasn't seen any scenes where he used to teach others?

There are many ways to make life worse than death.

Zenyuan Zhizai said harshly: "Mr. Wutiao, don't forget that I am the heir of the Zenyuan family. If you do something to me, the Zenyuan family will not let you go."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and clasped it next to his ear, as if listening.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear you. Louder, didn't you eat?"

Xia Youjie casually pressed Chanyuan Naoya's arm behind his head, and smiled very kindly when he saw that he was thrashing about under his hand but couldn't stand up all the time.

"Can you be quiet, Mr. Chanyuan? We are not bad people, we just want to talk to you about our loss and what you need to do for us."

Hearing his words, Zenyuan Naoya almost wanted to curse.

Fart, you are not bad guys, so who is the bad guy?

Is there any good person who would detain a guest from afar and talk to him about compensation?

"I will definitely remember this humiliation!"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and patted Zenyuan Naoya's face, and said with a coaxing gesture: "Don't worry, Zenyuan. With your beauty, we won't do too much to you."

Thinking that this was Gojo Satoru's compliment on his appearance, Zenyuan Naoya tried to raise his chin.

"Ha, my young master's appearance is naturally the most beautiful."

Then he heard Gojo Satoru taunting himself without hesitation.

"After all, I don't really want to take a second look at such an ugly person, young master."

Zenyuan Naozai was stunned for a few seconds, then he shouted at Gojo Wu: "Gojo Wu!"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head towards him, and said in a very impatient tone, "Ha, Zenyuan, you are getting bolder."

He suddenly lowered his voice, and just whispered into Chanyuan Naoya's ear: "You have forgotten, you were beaten miserably by me when you were young, right?"

Because of the close distance, Gojo Satoru said this sentence almost close to Zenyuan Naoya's ear.

The deep voice penetrated directly into the mind through the eardrum.

This voice seemed to remind Zenyuan Naoya of how he was beaten miserably at the time, obviously there was no injury on his body except for some fallen leaves.

But at that moment, Zenyuan Naoya seemed to be able to feel the injuries he had suffered back then, and traveled through time and space to his current body.

It hurts.Why hasn't that group of trash found themselves yet.

He regretted it, Gojo Satoru was simply inhuman.

Looking at Zenyuan Naozai who was trembling under his hand, Xia Youjie tentatively let go of his hand.

But the other party was still trembling there.

He couldn't help looking at a certain guy with an innocent face.

"What the hell did you do to this guy?"

It was just a simple sentence, why did this guy just tremble like he was caught in some kind of nightmare?

The psychological shadow is too heavy.

Gojo Satoru, who simply reminded Zenyuan Naoya who had been beaten miserably by him back then, also stood up, and only showed an innocent expression towards others when he heard Xia Youjie's question.

Gojo Wu waved his clean, empty hand at Xia Youjie, indicating that he really didn't do anything just now.

"How do I know this guy?" Gojo Gori said bluntly, "I can assure you, I only got this guy together seven or eight years ago and went home crying to find his mother. I didn't do anything else."

Hearing his words, Xia Youjie couldn't help but click his tongue.

It's not that he doesn't believe Gojo Satoru's words.

It's just that just being beaten by Gojo Satoru until he went home crying to find his mother shouldn't be such a heavy psychological shadow, right?

As if he could see what he was thinking, Gojo Satoru said casually: "Maybe he was afraid of being beaten, this guy seemed very angry at losing to others. Anyway, after being beaten, he basically walked around me gone."

As for why he can remember so clearly?

It can only be said that this guy obviously came to look for a beating on his own initiative, but the appearance of crying miserably after being beaten really shocked him quite a bit.

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