Save the Heavens from the Return of the Spell

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone briskly.

Gojo Satoru looked around.

This is a large reception room.

Leyan Temple, Ange Ji, Gojo Satoru, and Ye Mo Zhengdao were sitting on the generous sofa.

"Ah, I'm really useless as a teacher. I don't even know that my student has seriously injured Zaoliang~"

Gojo Satoru complained to everyone.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Who is Zao Liang?"

Noctua Zhengdao looked at the two people from the Kyoto High School of Conjuration and asked.

"It's a long story. Let me tell you..."

Gojo Satoru said excitedly.

"Well, to make a long story short."

Le Yansi coughed and stopped Wujo Wu.

"Cut, old-fashioned!"

Gojo Satoru grumbled and continued to narrate.

……

"So it turned out to be Zaoliang's fault. But how could someone come to Tenmangu?"

As he said that, Le Yansi gave Gojo Satoru a strange look.

Tenmangu Shrine is a shrine dedicated to the god of fire and thunder.

And Huo Lei Tian Shen is one of the legendary three Japanese wraiths, Sugawara Michizane.

The Gojo family is the descendant of Sugawara Michizane.

Therefore, Michizane Sugawara is the ancestor of Gojo Satoru.

Thinking that Wujo Gou was going to fight with his ancestors, everyone stared at Wujo Gou with weird eyes.

The picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Gojo Satoru pointed to his nose and said, "Don't worry, I won't hold back. Do you understand the theory of parallel universes? Michizane Sugawara from the world of monsters has nothing to do with Michizane Sugawara from the world of magicians. If that guy really Resurrected, I will not admit that he has any relationship with the Wutiao family, I will obediently send him to the underworld!"

After hearing Wujo Wu's words, everyone was silent.

Gojo Satoru, who is at the pinnacle of the world of conjurers, is indeed qualified to say so.

The living room fell into an eerie silence.

Noctua Zhengdao looked up at the three of them, and said softly: "What do you think about the fact that the sprites will form an alliance with our magic world?"

"I object!"

"support!"

Leyan Temple and Gojo Satoru spoke in unison.

"There is an old saying in mainland China, people who are not of our race must have a different mind, do you know that?"

Leyan Temple roared at Wujo Wu.

"What does that matter? Not all monsters are evil. Don't we all have stories about crane girls repaying favors and snow girls repaying favors? Chen Yan is a good boy, I believe him."

Gojo Satoru said.

"If this is a bitter trick of monsters, what if our defenses are breached from the inside when the ghosts walk in the night? I can't trust them! Only dead cursed monsters are good cursed monsters."

Leyan Temple's words were extremely cold and hard.

"Old man, you have to believe them! Otherwise, you should also trust my students, right? Last time you said that Yi Gu was too dangerous and should be sentenced to death. But now look at Yi Gu, he looks like a cruel special-grade curse container ?”

Wujo Wu said like a cannonball.

The quarrel between Gojo Satoru and Leyan Temple became more and more intense.

Ye Mo Zhengdao and An Ge Ji looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Um Ge Ji lowered her head, feeling a little headache.

Gojo Satoru and Leyan Temple will quarrel when they meet, which makes people have a headache.

Leyan Temple slapped it on the coffee table.

The emerald green tea soup shook violently in the teacup, which startled the nunnery girl.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Ange Ji roared angrily.

Gojo Satoru shrugged: "Since the diva has spoken, I'll let you go, old guy for now!"

"Hmph, it's not certain who will let it go!"

Leyan Temple is gloomy and authentic.

"Okay, next topic. Who will be selected as the conductor of this year's students? According to our information, Xia Youjie has captured nearly [-] evil spirits in various places, plus the monster resurrected by the man named Zao Liang , then one day in the future, it is destined that all ghosts will also be able to do so.

But now we have a serious shortage of conjurers, and all students have to play. Now, we must choose one person from among the students to take on the important task of commanding! "

"Now start the nomination. When I put down my hand, everyone will name a recommended student."

After finishing speaking, the singer raised her hand first: "Dongtang Aoi."

Leyan Temple raised his hand: "The Kamo Constitution."

Ye Mo Zhengdao also slowly raised his hand: "Yi Gu You Tai."

Wujo Wu raised his hands high: "Chen Yan."

Leyan Temple's eyes widened in an instant: "Wujo Wu, what are you doing?! Chen Yan is from the mainland! He is not the real successor of our magic world, how can you nominate him?"

Chapter 91

"Why not?"

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Old man, times have changed. I am Chen Yan's teacher. Although we have only spent a short time together, I know he is a kind child. Moreover, he has a deep affection for monsters." I understand, handing over the students to him is what I feel most at ease! Moreover, when I see him, it’s like seeing me in the past.”

"No, I don't agree. Kenji Kamo of the Chanyuan family is also qualified. As the heir of one of the three imperial families, he has the strength of a quasi-first-level magician. Such a person is what we need. I don't want to be judged by others. It can be said that the whole of Japan is out of reach, and in the end it will depend on an overseas student from the mainland to save Japan from the crisis.”

Leyan Temple is extremely serious.

"Jamo is indeed good, but he was just beaten up by Chen Yan."

Gojo Satoru said.

Leyan Temple hesitated: "What about Dongtang Aoi? Dongtang Aoi is also good, although he usually doesn't like to obey orders so much. But his grasp of timing in battle is unrivaled!"

"He was also beaten by Chen Yan."

Gojo Satoru said softly.

"Enough, there is no end! We are now discussing who is the most suitable, not who is stronger!"

Leyan Temple said angrily.

"First of all, your whole school was beaten by Chen Yan alone. Secondly, in the world of magicians, strength is the criterion for victory. Old man, if you don't accept it, come and beat me!"

Gojo Satoru crossed his hands and put them on his knees. He leaned forward slightly, brought his face in front of Leyan Temple, and said every word.

"you……"

Leyan Temple's eyes opened angrily, his beard and hair were stretched out, like an angry old lion!

Ye Mo Zhengdao and An Ge Ji looked at each other helplessly, then sighed slowly.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru suddenly looked at the entrance of the Kyoto Curse High School.

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"Is this the Kyoto High School of Conjuration?"

Under the tall iron gate stood a handsome one-armed man who was drunk.

Although it is autumn, the weather is cool.The man didn't seem to feel it, only a feather was draped over his body, revealing a perfectly curved chest.

He casually took a gourd from his waist, poured a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, and said vaguely: "This is the Kyoto High School of Conjuration, right? Open the door!"

On weekdays, security personnel will always be by the door.

But it just so happened that Gojo Satoru and the students from the Tokyo Conjuration College all came to the Kyoto Conjuration College today.

The situation between the two schools is like fire and water, incompatible with each other.

Therefore, the students also do it at the first sight of disagreement.

No, just now students from the two schools fought again on the playground.

All the security guards went to the playground to stand by.

This also caused Jiu Tun-douji to shout, but no one agreed!

"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you?"

Shuten-douji roared angrily, breathing out the breath of alcohol.

After finishing speaking, Shuten-douji punched out, smashing the entire huge iron gate to pieces.

The sharp siren sounded instantly.

Shuten-douji stepped on the fragment of the gate with bare feet and entered the Kyoto High School of Curse Arts.

He frowned and looked at the flashing red siren on the wall, and picked out his ears unhappily: "It's so noisy!"

The voice just fell.

The sirens all exploded one after another, and snowflake-like debris scattered all over the place.