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The real person is still alive - for now.But it wasn't that far from dying.

Just when Sakurai was thinking about how to deal with the other party, the sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance.The task team led by Tanaka came late, and unknown conjurers came one after another... Although he didn't know each other, Sakurai visually judged that the entire team members were all first-class conjurers.It seems that the higher-ups still pay attention to the "Superior Curse Spirit Suspected to be Wujou".

Sakurai Makoto maintained a comfortable smile, and elongated his tone: "It's too late for you to come."

No one among the unfamiliar conjurers responded to Sakurai, and they looked at the curse spirit standing on the sea of ​​blood vigilantly.Beside the other party are countless innocent people whose life and death are unknown, and behind them is the container of the expressionless two-faced Nuo.

The curse spirit hangs in the air, not to mention the bloodstains, not even the dust can touch the other party, and the lofty posture even has a sacred meaning, revealing a strange sense of disobedience that seems to be isolated from the world.

The team leader who rushed to the front stared at the curse spirit intently, a drop of cold sweat ran across his forehead, he felt his eyes were dry, but he didn't even dare to relax in the blink of an eye.

Under the pressure, the team leader quickly analyzed the situation at the scene in his mind.

Is this all done by the curse spirit in front of me?From observing the "tent" to when the team broke into the interior of the "tent", there was an interval of about ten minutes, but the opponent definitely didn't take that long to kill... Why didn't the curse spirit leave after killing people?Why is the container of the two-faced Su Nuo here? Doesn't it mean that it is dead?

One question after another popped up from the captain's heart. Time was running out, and he didn't have time to figure everything out. If he couldn't figure it out, he had to put it aside for the time being, and immediately think about the next doubt.

The strength and target of the curse spirit are unknown... We have a superior number of people here, and the members are all elites who have fought from real guns and live ammunition. Even the special class is not without the power to fight.But this curse spirit was the task assigned to Gojo Wu at the beginning. Why didn't Wujo Wu neither kill the other party nor report any abnormalities?Gojo Satoru teamed up with the curse in front of him?

The squad leader's thoughts became more and more chaotic, and he couldn't think of a reasonable reason to explain everything in front of him.

After giving the other party enough time to make up his mind, Sakurai started to explain: "I didn't do it... Ah, I did it, but it's definitely different from what you imagined. The culprit is this... "Sakurai pointed to the inhuman real person on the ground, "I can dig out a lot of information from him, is it my meeting gift for you?"

Still no one answered at the scene, Sakurai didn't care, and said to himself: "Why didn't Gojo Satoru come, it's so strange, you don't think you can get rid of me by yourself, do you?"

Most of the spell spirits are unable to communicate, and this is the first time for the team leader to be questioned by the spell spirit, especially since the other party seems to be friendly and has no intention of attacking... The team leader thought about it, but he didn't follow the other party's rhythm , but chose a topic that I think is not easy to step on mine: "Why is Su Nuo's container still alive?"

Mantra spirits do not have empathy. For ordinary mantra spirits, this question will indeed not arouse any emotional fluctuations in the other party, and it is within the safe range.

But opposite him is Sato Sakurai who had made an agreement with Yuzu Yuhito.

"Eh? Isn't the focus on me?" Sakurai sighed, "When I came out, I even boasted about Haikou, saying that with me, no one would pay attention to the two sides... I didn't expect it to fail. "

The curse spirit raised his legs forward, thinking that he had angered the opponent's team leader, he moved back a few meters in an instant, and shot out the hidden weapon in his hand in an instant. The magic tool similar to Qianben was slender but powerful, and the rich purple was attached to it—— Every magic tool was smeared with poison.

This deadly attack stopped in the air before it touched the curse spirit, unable to move forward any further.

In the middle, there is "infinity".

Sakurai made seals on his hands, and smiled lightly; "How about letting me have a good time in front of the students?"

Cursing Spirit bluntly turned the question into a statement, declaring in a strong tone.Hearing the familiar lines, Yuzu Yuhito, who was immersed in his own thoughts, looked at the other party subconsciously.

Seeing this, the team leader's expression became more serious: Isn't this Wujo Satoru's technique!He still looks the same as Gojo Satoru...

What the hell is going on here? !

A voice suddenly interjected: "This is my student, not yours. Did you get dementia after getting old? It's not clear."

The team leader turned his head to look at the person who came, and was so surprised that he almost broke his voice: "Mr. Wutiao!?"

The man who appeared suddenly began to assign tasks on his own: "I took this guy and Youruto away, and you take that strange thing on the ground for interrogation."

"But……"

"If you have any questions, let the person who asked the question come to me, or you can try this guy yourself..." Gojo Satoru tilted his head and motioned to Sakurai who was smiling innocently, "Please feel free, I won't stop you Yours."

"Old rules, life and death can be done at your own risk."

……

"Did you do it on purpose?" After placing the knotweed Yuren, Gojo Satoru brought Sakurai Hato to a room full of spells and asked.

Sakurai asked back, "What do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb." Gojo Satoru almost laughed angrily, "This is all your conspiracy."

"Count up the things you have done recently..." Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall covered with spells, and recalled: "You refused my temptation, but revealed more information when chatting with Yuren .”

"—You want to convey some information, which is related to the future. You can't say it explicitly, and you don't want to hint it directly to me. You just pass the message through Knotweed Yuren for the second time, but no matter how unwilling you are, I'm still your best friend." The best, or even the only, option, occupies an important place in your plan."

"It makes sense."

"You dragged Yuren out while I wasn't around, and exposed yourself to the eyes of high-level officials... The knotweed Yuren who should have died and you who should have been expelled appeared at the same time, and you mentioned me in a very familiar tone, now say I have nothing to do with you and no one will believe it."

"And there's nothing you can do about it."

Gojo Satoru sneered: "Hate me but still want to be bound with me?"

Under Wujo Wu's gaze, Manju Ling spoke artificially, obviously not taking the matter to heart: "Wow, this statement is disgusting."

Gojo Gojo laughed back angrily, remembering what happened not long ago, and provoked maliciously: "I noticed that you seem to have some special insights into the profession of teachers. You have also been a teacher before? How did you end up?" After finishing speaking , as if he had just realized that the person in front of him was a curse, he waved his hands in a sincere apology, and jokingly said, "Sorry, sorry, I almost forgot that you are a curse."

Wujo Wuyu was smiling, and the vile smile bloomed on his handsome face without any concealment: "I can guess it just by looking at you now..."

Before the words fell, the mana power on the mantra, which had been kept in a stable state, suddenly surged, like boiling water, and the thick bubble sound of "gurgling" could be heard in a trance, and the mantra in the center was like a whirlpool. The magic power gushes out and is sucked back again.

Like the last charge before the explosion, the increasingly viscous and thick mana power was crazily compressed around the mantra spirit, and the wind and waves caused by the pressure spread like ripples, rustling Wu Wu's soft white hair.

The originally dark runes on the talisman were lit up all the way, and soon burned due to overload, leaving dust all over the ground.

As soon as the mantra spirit changed his original leisurely posture, under the control of mantra power, the white bone tail guard swayed naturally in front of him, and the bones collided with each other to make a crisp sound.The atmosphere at the scene was very tense at one point, but it didn't get out of control-the spell that was pulled back before reaching the top is evidence.

"You actually don't hate me at all, and all the other 'Gojo Satoru'." Gojo Satoru didn't seem to notice the tense atmosphere, and continued to explain his point of view, "You hate yourself."

"You regret a certain decision you made in the past, which is why you became a curse." Gojo Satoru concluded under the increasingly gloomy face of the curse spirit, "You cursed yourself."

Manu Ling suddenly laughed when he heard this, and interrupted Wutiao Wu: "I tell you a good news...or bad news, who can tell."

"My wrong decision has something to do with the sutured face curse spirit." Sakurai readily admitted what Gojo Satoru had speculated just now, and said coldly, "You will also have the opportunity to experience the content you just speculated."

Under Sakurai's watchful eyes, Gojo Satoru's smile gradually faded.

"I can consider sharing the strategy with you." Sakurai tilted his head, "If you beg me."

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感谢在2021-04-1022:32:05~2021-04-1122:23:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 black cat;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Ink and Wash Nianhua;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!