The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

It's better to stop in time, Wujo Wu thought.

Can't go any further.

Whether it's for himself or for Sasuke, he should have watched nothing from the start.

He crushed the small earring amidst the shaking of the mountain—that Uchiha Itachi... After falling down, Sasuke leaned against the stone wall, the blood between the eyebrows dripped down his cheeks, and fell to the ground, silently Suddenly, it became this thing.If it weren't for the six eyes that can detect all the flow of mantra power, Gojo Satoru probably wouldn't have discovered this "key" that was almost integrated with the blood.

On the side of the valley, a Chakra giant hundreds of meters high rose up in front of him, the blue-white electric light on his fingertips was astonishingly bright, and he shot a bright arrow in an instant.

The arrow was like thunder from the sky, accompanied by the whistling wind and crisp birdsong, it collided with the ninjutsu in the hands of the golden demon fox, and erupted with overwhelming air waves and deafening roars.

The illusion also seemed to be unable to withstand such an attack, shaking and making an overwhelmed creaking sound in front of his eyes, and finally shattered.

"Together with this fetter, let's disappear together..."

Sasuke's figure disappeared in front of Gojo Satoru together with the surrounding environment.

-

Gojo Satoru found himself in a different position.

Before taking the initiative to enter the illusion, he deliberately fell on Sasuke with a sense of mischief.

Anyway, Sasuke is so gentle, he will definitely not let him fall to the ground.

Gojo Satoru did not fall to the ground.

Now, in front of his eyes is a piece of dark clothes and a small piece of porcelain-white skin. Sasuke Uchiha put one hand on his shoulder, fixing Gojo Satoru between his chest and abdomen, and the zipper at the neckline was still on him. above the tip of the nose.

This is a protective posture, letting people rest on their laps, exposing the vitals to him, but Sasuke is imprisoning his actions at the same time, as if he can't completely let go of his guard, he needs to rely on this kind of superficial insurance Measures to seek a sense of security.

Sasuke didn't seem to notice that he was awake.Gojo Satoru calmly moved his gaze away a little.

The Chakra bones, which were only seen in the memory of the other party, were covered with muscles. One hand surrounded them, the palm blocked the black-haired ninja, and the arm protected him airtight. on the ground.

This seems to be called... Susanoo.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being surrounded by chakra. Sasuke's chakra is cold and gentle. After a long time, it seems that his body temperature is gradually lowering, becoming like this power, giving him the illusion of being surrounded by sea water.

The supposedly strong sunlight seemed to have been weakened through Susano, and was filtered into a gentle blue-purple, which did not make people feel glaring at all.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked through the gap between Sasuke's arm and Susano.

The Curse Master was crying in pain, and the domain had disappeared at some point.

Fortunately, once the chanting is over, the tent will continue to exist, and it will not disappear unless the spell power is exhausted or the caster actively cancels it. Otherwise, if someone comes up and sees this scene, they will probably be terrified.

"Sasuke?" Gojo Satoru tried his best to pull out the hand that was not held by Sasuke, and tentatively patted the other's arm on his shoulder.

Sasuke Uchiha remained motionless.

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

No way……

With a distorted posture, he broke away the young ninja's fingers that were pressing on his shoulder, and slipped out from the gap in the other's arm.

The black-haired boy still maintained a half-kneeling posture after he got up. Gojo Satoru thought it was just to protect the opponent's chakra palm, but in fact it supported most of Sasuke's weight, preventing the ninja from falling to the ground completely.

Sasuke still had his eyes closed, obviously being pulled into the illusion.

……

This really gave him a big problem.It made him feel like a scumbag.

Obviously nothing happened between them.

Gojo Satoru rarely wanted to smile wryly.

He bent down, hesitated for a moment, did not make any other actions, but just put Sasuke's hand on his shoulder, let the other party stand up from a half-kneeling position on the ground, and leaned on his shoulder.

Sasuke probably still has a little control over the outside world, so the limbs are not as heavy as those who are completely unconscious, and Susano is constantly protecting them.

At this moment, he also allowed the arm in front of him to adjust his posture slightly.

Gojo Satoru wasn't worried that Sasuke wouldn't be able to get out.He has seen a lot of Sharingan's ability in the illusion, although it is still a bit foggy, but relying on such a strong and pure power driven by love, it is impossible to even break free from this kind of thing.

He was thinking about what kind of attitude he should use to face Sasuke next.

The black-haired ninja is very young, and at the same time too mature, it seems that he has been used to all kinds of pain - now Gojo Satoru finally understands why Sasuke always looks like that, he thought it was just that the ninja world was too busy and the ninja training was strict It caused it—but because Sasuke was used to enduring pain, he now felt that Sasuke shouldn't continue.

The other party has experienced too much and endured too much: even if he only saw a few memories, Gojo Satoru can imagine it, no, he can't imagine it, but he knows that Sasuke can come here today, it must be better than he imagined. more difficult.

Sasuke shouldn't be hurt any more, suffer any pain, no matter what kind, Gojo Satoru.

It doesn't matter whether that hurt, that pain came from him, the curse spirit, or any other existence.

The past cannot be changed, but at least the future should be easier.

From this point of view, those athletic teenagers might be more suitable for Sasuke than the hopeless existence of conjurers. Their lives are much more sunny.

And first...

He could kill that woman, Gojo Satoru looked up, his sky-like eyes were pale, as if the black-haired woman lying on the ground was indistinguishable from the dead things around her.

When the caster dies, the illusion should be dispelled automatically.As for the unlucky conjurer, if he hadn't been swallowed up by the illusion, he might have been spit out.

Who cares about the aftermath?

Moreover, if she could see what happened in the illusion...

The white-haired man narrowed his eyes, and the same white eyelashes blocked the faint but cold killing intent in his eyes.

His right hand was still around Sasuke's waist, and the young man was rarely held quietly by him, his cheek was pressed against Gojo Satoru's uniform jacket, when he lowered his head, he could only see the top of his furry hair and a few strands of hair that were always messy at the back of his head.

Sasuke seems to be taller again, the top of his head is barely above his shoulders now, but he is still very thin, his chin is extremely pointed, Gojo Satoshi.

His fingers tightened slightly for a moment, and soon relaxed again. His arms were loosely fixed on the boy, and his gaze had already been retracted, no longer looking at the person in his arms.

This should be the most intimate move between him and Sasuke.

Do you really want to do this?

The conjurer raised his left hand, and the tip of his index finger quickly condensed a mass of dense magic power. His ice-blue eyes focused on Nakama Risa's head that was not held down by Susano's palm.

With such a short distance and such a weak body, his head could be smashed casually.

Zhongjian Lisha suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his whole body convulsed violently.

"Spell forward -"

Gojo Satoru's wrist was grabbed by another person.

Uchiha Sasuke pressed his warm and dry right hand on his wrist, and his left hand retracted from Gojo Satoru's shoulder, and he took half a step back, breaking free from the palm that the conjurer had loosened.

"Do you want to drop into a normal people's ward?" he said.

Gojo Satoru blinked, and met the black pupil of the black-haired ninja, who was obviously fully awake, and his face had changed, "I have good control," his voice sounded lively, "and I have the account, No one will find out."

Woke up too soon.

Sasuke pressed his hand down.

"Do you think it's necessary to kill her?" Susanoo followed the boy's movements with slight changes, and the Chakra in Sasuke's body was also constantly being consumed.At least this is what Gojo Satoru has seen, the fastest ninjutsu that Sasuke consumes chakra.

Gojo Satoru observed Sasuke's expression calmly, but did not see any major fluctuations.

The control is too good, Sasuke.

Although this is not bad news for him, he still feels that his mood is a little delicate.

"Killing her at the first level should be able to be released," Wujo Satoru said, "and, if she can see what happened in the illusion, it will definitely be bad if she is handed over to the association."

Sasuke raised his eyebrows—for Gojo Satoru actually gave a serious reason, instead of talking about something.

"Let me deal with her memory." He accepted Gojo Satoru's words. The muscles on Susanoo disappeared instantly, and the bones continued to disintegrate. In the end, only half of the spine connected to the ribs and the middle part was left. The skeletal arm on Risa's body.

"You never told me this," Gojo Satoru looked at the skeletal arm holding Nakama Risa and returned to the boy, and poked one of the ribs with his hand, "What's this called?"

Sasuke picked up Nakama Risa's hair, and Sharingan met the woman's distracted gaze.

"Then you should be very familiar with it by now," Sasuke said lightly, "This is Susano."

Nakama Risa was thrown in front of Gojo Satoru by him. Blood was oozing out of her body. Although her eyes were not closed, they had lost focus, and she was muttering to herself, not knowing what she was talking about.

After realizing that Gojo Satoru woke up, Sasuke no longer restrained his Chakra.His chakra nature is similar to the spell power of the mantra, so the damage to the human body is also greater. Gojo Satoru's mantra power alone has already caused a lot of burden to the opponent, and then Sasuke continued to give the opponent Applying pressure, the curser's body couldn't bear it, and the illusion naturally collapsed.

"Do you want me to help you?" He asked casually. "It's best to change the place, she really can't control the illusion."

But she could know what happened in the illusion—if she had the energy to spare.

Although Sasuke has made sure that this woman can't say a word, she can die now.But if Gojo Satoru thinks it's better for her not to exist in this world, Sasuke will trust the other party's judgment.Gojo Satoru knew much more about what the association looked like than he did.

It may also be because Gojo Satoru guessed in the illusion that Risa Nakama could not control the spell, so he directly wanted to kill her.

Maybe there is another reason why I don't want others to see my memory.

Sasuke thought of the young and confused conjurer in the illusion, his eyes softened for a moment.

Gojo Satoru understood what Sasuke meant.

If he heard this before he entered the illusion and learned a little bit about Sasuke's past, he would definitely rush to hug Sasuke, ruffle the boy's hair, and blame the other party for hurting himself. He would not let him know about such an interesting trick , trying to make the other party take another half step, and then reject Sasuke's proposal to help.

But Gojo Satoru felt that, at least until he figured out how to deal with the relationship with Sasuke, he would not do that again.

"Then I should find time to show you my domain." Gojo Satoru bent down and approached Nakama Risa, trying to hear what the other person was saying, "It's also this type of defenseless, super strong. "

"...Why..." Nakama Risa's spiritual power is the strongest among the magicians Sasuke has ever seen, probably second only to Gojo Satoru, so now there is even a trace of consciousness, "...Only me People are stuck in memory..."

"What does it have to do with me?" Gojo Satoru straightened up, not understanding the meaning of the other party's tragic past, "Sasuke, what time is it?"

"Two o'clock." Sasuke glanced at his watch.

"Then let's wait a bit—" Gojo Wujo suddenly stopped halfway through his words, and turned his head to look in another direction.

A spell erupted in the distance.

Not very strong, with such a distance, it is difficult for ordinary conjurers to detect, and it only takes a short moment, and they are suppressed almost immediately.

But Gojo Satoru remembered that feeling.

It is the finger of Su Nuo on both sides.

"I'll call someone over here." He took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Find her a place to tie her up." He said to Sasuke.

Sasuke grabbed the person and disappeared on the rooftop, and soon appeared in front of Gojo Satoru.

"She will sleep in the ward." He said, watching Gojo Satoru hang up the phone, and naturally took a step towards him, waiting for the white-haired man to take him teleportation.

He still needs to leave the Chakra mark first before he can build a passage to cross the space, which is still a long way from Gojo Satoru who can run around as long as his brain can keep up.

This kind of embarrassing distance, which is neither too far nor too close, is still more convenient with Gojo Satoru's technique.Moreover, the memory in the illusion also had some influence on him.

But the white-haired conjurer didn't react in time, as if Sasuke's behavior made him suddenly not know what to do.

"Aren't you leaving?" Sasuke asked, looking up.