Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

Golden full moon.

Under the moon, stood a beautiful boy.

The slightly long broken hair behind his temples and ears? Moved by the wind, it flutters and flaunts under the moonlight.

What he held in his hand was a piece of black text, but what was refracted was the white, cold light of the metal blade.

In front of him was clearly a beautiful artistic conception, the young man looked over with a smile on his face, but for some reason, the curser shivered fiercely.

As a curse master for more than ten years, he fought countless times with curse spirits and spell masters, but none of them made his heart contract suddenly, and he felt an indescribable fear.

He instinctively felt dangerous.Then, he looked at Gojo Satoru behind the young man, the strongest conjurer, smiling with his hands behind his back, without any intention of doing anything.

Since it wasn't? The strongest danger signal given to him, then...the Curse Master shifted his gaze to the boy.

Murderous?, release.

Biting murderous aura, like piercing icicles, launched towards him.

"!" The curse master was shocked, but had to admit that it was really the boy in front of him.

He has deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and bright red lips, like an elf from a fantasy movie, beautiful and innocent.But that terrifying murderous aura did come from himself.

"I have a question for you." Bai Ci spoke quietly, the words in his hands were like blades, and the tip of the blade was a little cold.

What did the curse master guess? What did you say? After thinking about it, what Wutiao Wu asked?It is said that before Matsumatomomi defected from the high school of conjuration, he was a good friend of Kinoshita Baiji.It seems that Kinoshita Baici in front of me still cares about this point until now.

Since it is a weakness of human nature, it is easy to take advantage of it.Thinking about it, the Curser grinned happily.

Then, unexpectedly, Bai Ci swung his saber over.

The cold light is shining, and the light is myriad.In the palm is a Taidao, but it wields countless phantoms.Among the overlapping phantoms, the shadows of Bai Liang's knife continued, spreading out like a fan.

The curse master drew out his spare knife. Since he used the curse spirit and did not gather information to provoke the curse master and the others, he naturally came prepared.

He took the move with the spare long knife, the blades clashed clangingly, and the aftermath shook from the wrists of the two fighting to their arms and half their bodies.

"Kinoshita Baici, you don't know, your friend Matsumoto Gaku has already betrayed you! Tonight, that is? He wants me to kill you!" The curser yelled wildly.

He didn't answer in vain, and swung the knife again.

In the line of sight of the Curse Master, compared to just now, the shadows of white knives slowed down.

There seems to be a gap.It seems that he didn't answer on the surface, but the boy on the opposite side was influenced by his own words after all.

The curse master was ecstatic in his heart, his hand entered the gap of the white shadow, and was about to cut off the ever-changing light of the knife, when there was a "bang", the sword he was holding fell to the ground.

How is this going?The Curse Master bowed his head in disbelief.

A wrist holding a tachi on the ground.It turned out that his wrist was sliced ​​off completely by the shadow of the knife.

With a sound of "poof", red blood splashed out, and the bright red splashed out was high, and dots of blood fell on the astonished face of the curser.In the end, he rolled his eyes and looked at his severed wrist on the ground, his eyes filled with unbelievable shock.

Then, he wailed uncontrollably.

"Ah—" The Curse Master was in uncontrollable pain, tears and cold sweat dripping down his face.

How come, how come!He has planned for so long because he came here to kill the strongest Gojo Satoru!In the end, he couldn't even beat the boy named Kinoshita Baici next to him!

"Kinoshita...is very strong, he is the one who stands beside Gojo Satoru." The drunken Matsuko Koki confided, which the curser originally thought was a drunken talk.

Huge frustration and pain knocked him down, and he half-kneeled on the ground, motionless.

"If Zigui is really going to betray me," Bai Ci looked at him condescendingly, "I should tell you that I am the strongest, right? In terms of concretization of words."

Look at the eyes of the ants, is it? Indifferently.The blade touched the curser's neck, and Bai Ci sighed faintly: "It's a pity, the curser can't kill people, he can only defeat you."

Obtained? This guarantee, the Curse Master's eyes lit up, and he suddenly whistled.A dark shadow leaped up from the depths of the bushes and pounced.

Can Bai Ci look at it? Don’t look at it, the hand that didn’t hold the knife snapped its fingers.

The black shadow exploded, and purple blood scattered.

"As I said just now, I am the strongest, aren't I? Concretization of words." Bai Ci's white fingertips were stained with a drop of purple blood from the curse spirit, and he blew lightly, like blowing off a knife bloody flowers, like snowflakes on the branches.

Purple drops of blood dripped and melted into the soil.

"It should be said that my spell ability itself does not come from the concretization of words." Bai Ci bent his index finger and tapped his brain, "it's?, imagination."

The text of the book is just a medium, but the most important thing is how to use imagination to defeat the enemy.

For example, when he came back just now, he spilled the words on the ground, scattered on the ground like dead branches and leaves.When the shadow of the curse spirit rushed over, the text bomb within it exploded, completely shattering it.

A conjurer's abilities have their limitations.However, a few geniuses can overcome the so-called bondage by themselves.For example, Wutiaowu, such as Baici.

Seeing the extraordinaryness of this young man, the curser's inflated --- desire --- desire is like a balloon that has been pricked, leaking air out.Now? With his neck resting against the blade, he frantically tore off his cloak to cover his severed wrist, dripping with cold sweat.

Gojo Satoru, with his hands behind his back, quietly watched the nearly crushing fight.Seeing that Bai Ci was completely settled, he walked over and looked around, there were many dark shadows.

Looking at Bai Ci, Gojo Satoru looked at the Curse Master for the first time. He didn't dare to move when he saw someone lying on the ground. He let out a bored breath.

"Really? It's not fun." Gojo Satoru came to a conclusion, then lightly touched the Curse Master lying on the ground with his toe, and said, "Let's release those curse spirits hiding in the dark, we have to go back after cleaning them up. "

The cursed master Wei Nuo Nuo, who was defeated by desire, gave another long whistle, and the black shadow surged uncomfortably, and appeared.

"One, two, three, four?...Thirteen, fourteen?." Bai Ci counted once, and concluded, "Three super-level curse spirits, eleven first-level curse spirits."

Gojo Satoru stretched his muscles and asked? "Do you need me to take action?"

After thinking about it for a while, I went on a mission with him, and in the end, the scene was destroyed like a nuclear bomb, and all kinds of shadows of Bai Ci filled my heart.Then, he shook his head slowly and said, "Or? I'll do it."

While the two were talking, the Curse Master took a gap, picked up the knife held by the severed wrist on the ground, and swung it towards Bai Ci without thinking?The distance was too close, Gojo Wu had quick eyes and hands, and pulled him back.

After Bai Ci stepped back, the shirt on his chest was cut, and a shallow bloodstain cut open the skin on his chest.That man was so hot? He wanted to stab him in the heart, if not? Wu Tiaowu reacted quickly enough to pull Bai Ci, Bai Ci might not be able to avoid this vicious counterattack.

The Curse Master rolled on the spot, quickly got up, and ran into the depths of the jungle.

More than a dozen curse spirits slowly gathered together, forming an encircling circle.Baici Gojo Satoru in the circle looked at the direction in which he was running, and didn't take any steps to chase him.

"In the final analysis, our task is to eliminate the curse spirit." Wujo enlightened.

Bai Ci interjected, "And, I've already put the term time bomb on him."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers again.Several curse spirits were blown away by text bombs on the ground, and the miserable howl of the cursed master came from afar.

The time bomb is very powerful, but fortunately, the core of the spell comes from Bai Ci's imagination.He didn't want to kill, but the man wanted to kill him just now, so? Bai Ci gave him a severe punishment.

He held the shallow bloodstains on his chest, and said casually: "After the matter is over, ask Mr. Yidizhi to send that person to Sister Nitzi for treatment."

Now, with his back against Gojo Gojo's chest, Gojo Gojo lowered his head and saw the boy's torn shirt.He lowered his hand and paused on the slashed hole in the clothes, and touched an inch of skin exposed by the juvenile fruit with his slightly cool fingers.

"!" This is even more exciting than the life-and-death crisis just now.

Bai Ci swallowed suddenly, and stiffened against Wutiao Wu's back, stiff into a straight bamboo stick.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to teach that curse master a lesson." Gojo Satoru's tone was calm.

As long as his tone is no longer frivolous, his tone has a kind of power, and what he says, even if he is joking, no one can take it as a lie.Bai Ci is now a little bit unable to tell the truth from what he said.

More than a dozen curse spirits surrounded the two of them.Then he let out a roar, shaking the perched birds.

The bird flapped and flew away, towards the full moon in the night sky.

From their pitch-black eyes, what they saw was this fork, three different roads.

The curse spirits surrounded them, and the three forks were covered by them, and only a broken road could be vaguely seen.Bai Ci's heart moved, thinking of what Gojo Wu said just now, one hand couldn't help but hang down, followed Wujo Wu's sleeve, slid down to the cuff, and the back of the hand touched his palm.

The fingers are slightly cold, but the palm is warm.

"Enlightenment." Bai Ci said.

Wujo Wuhuan looked at the curse spirit, then looked down at the boy in his arms, and responded.

"Even if it's Sanchakou, I'm still there."

Last year, at the three-way intersection they walked through, they lost a lot along the way.Hope and despair are like the rising and falling of the stars and the moon, alternating cycles of reincarnation.But no matter what, Wu and Liuli are still together.

After a long time, Bai Ci felt that his hand was held by a warm and generous hand.

The curse spirit roared, Gojo Satoru's voice was so soft.

But Bai Ci heard clearly.

"Well. Always."

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That night, Yidizhi opened the report, hesitated for a while, and finally took a pen to write on the white paper.

"Today, at the XX cemetery, Wujo Gojo came up with a mission to wipe out all the cursed spirits in one blow. Kinoshita Baici, who went with him, temporarily took the post of assistant supervisor, and together with me cleaned up the mess for Wujo Wu. However, Supervisor Kinoshita was on the way back I was accidentally attacked by a curse spirit on the way, and my eyes were seriously damaged, and I am currently undergoing treatment."

Except for the first sentence, everything else is a lie.

The author has something to say: [Thanks for the time]

Thanks Da Zai Zai and Guan Er for mine~!Little cuties, wow!

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