The strongest white-haired favorite best friend

The next day, no servant called Gojo Satoru to sleep.

Gojo Satoru rushed out of the room in a hurry, almost colliding with the people in the corridor.

"Bai Mao, be careful." Xia Youjie pushed Wujou away.

The other party's hair was wet, and it seemed that he had just gotten up not long ago.

Wujo Wu doesn't care about Xia Youjie's nickname for himself, but now he has a problem.

"Do you know where the classroom yard is?"

"Do you know where the classroom yard is?"

The two asked at the same time, and the next second they laughed at each other.

"you are late."

"You're late too."

***

Jiarui Nizi stood in the yard early and waited, and after a while, the head teacher, Noctuma Zhengdao, also came over.

"where are they?"

"I'll be here soon." Jia Ruozi habitually helped his classmates cover.

"Teacher, may I ask if the surname Gojo is famous?" From the details she saw from a young age, Gojo Satoru would definitely not be an ordinary person, or that anyone who could attend this school would not be an ordinary person.

"Gojo, Zenyuan, and Kamo, the Gosan family in the Japanese magic world. They are big families in the magic world. They have produced many well-known magicians over the millennium. Gojo Satoru is the son of the Gojo family, a genius in the magic world."

"So it's really the young master..." Jiarui Nitrozi muttered to himself.

"They are Yusanjia outside the school, but he is just your classmate." Ye Mo Zhengdao said seriously.

The two stood in the morning sun for a long time before two black spots appeared in the distance.

"It's all your fault. You took me the wrong way."

"Who told you to follow me?"

"It's all your fault!"

"It's all because of you."

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu finally ran in front of Ye Mo Zhengdao.

"Teacher, good morning~" the two good babies greeted in unison.

"It's getting late!" Noctua Zhengdao clenched his fists and "guided" each person.

Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu had big bumps on their heads, and stood beside Jiajin Nitrozi aggrievedly.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start teaching." Ye Mozheng started the first class.

"Spell power is all kinds of negative emotions of human beings. Mantra spirits are individuals produced by the accumulation of dissipated and unowned mantra power. Mantra spirits are divided into five levels, and conjurers can defeat spell spirits of the same level... "

Gojo Satoru knew these things a long time ago, he yawned and his thoughts began to wander.

He simply squatted on the ground in a daze, and of course used Xia Youjie to block Noctua's sight.

There's no way Jiarui Nitzi is too thin to stop him.

But there are only three students in total, so it doesn't make much sense whether they can be blocked or not.

Noctua Masato could see Gojo Satoru's impatience.

"Gojo Satoru, be honest!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Gojo Wu replied lazily, and stood next to Xia Youjie again.

"Wujo Wu is really the young master of a big family in the magic world." Jiarui Nizi whispered to Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie glanced at the unimpressive white-haired young master, are there really no problems with these aristocratic families?

"Talking too much, it's better to gain true knowledge through practice, let's go." Noctuid Zhengdao finished instilling theoretical knowledge, and a group of people took the subway to their destination.

"Wow, this is the legendary subway?" Gojo Satoru sat on the seat and turned his head to look out the window.

"Young master is really wronged." Xia Youjie was a little helpless, just now he and Jia Ruzizi taught Wujo Wu how to swipe the card to enter the subway.

"I only went out for the first time five years ago. Counting yesterday and today, this should be the ninth time I've been to the city." Gojo Satoru turned around and said with a smile.

The setting sun shone on Gojo Satoru's face.

For the first time, Xia Youjie and Jiarui Niuzi discovered that the young master of this family had really beautiful eyes and long eyelashes.

It's like a pool of blue lake, and it's like a blue sky.

At least this wayward young master of aristocratic family still has some redeeming qualities.

Everyone is a face control, Xia Youjie listened to Wutiao Wu's explanation, as if the other party was also a little pitiful.It seems that Baimao was not so free in his childhood, but his character really needs to be changed.

"Here we are, get off." Ye Mozheng got up and got off the subway.After Brother Hei-Dao got into the car, half of the people in the whole car ran away in an instant.

It's really a face-to-face society. Just now, a girl took the initiative to ask Wujo Wu's phone number.

"Teacher, there is a cake shop there, shall we go there after eating?" Gojo Satoru walked behind and dragged his feet.

Didn't you just finish eating dim sum yesterday?Xia Youjie thought to himself.

"Follow me!" As the head teacher, Ye Mo Zhengdao is still very authoritative.

"Oh." Wujo Wu quickly walked a few steps, following Xia Youjie's pace.

"Come back and treat Mr. Huyou together."

Xia Youjie didn't say a word, so the young master likes that kind of cake that looks bad?

Noctuid, who was walking in front, snorted rightly.

A group of people stood in front of a commercial center that had closed early.

"The mall closes at 5 o'clock? It's too early." Jiarui Nizi asked in surprise.

"This building has a curse spirit, so it's our turn to play. I want to know how far you can do it, so this is an entrance exam." Noctua Moth turned around and said to them.

"The requirement is that the three of you must act together, and you are not allowed to leave without authorization. Then, after the curse spirit is released, you can bring out two items as a reward for this operation."

Noctuid sat on the side of the road, released the tent, "Have fun."

The tent can hide a certain range of spells, and the style is similar to being covered by the black mud left by the sky, which is invisible to ordinary people.

"Of course." Gojo Satoru walked in first.