How to convince Fu Hei that I am plotting evil

The visitor is not good.

Feeling the unfathomable strength of the 1.9-meter white hair, Ryomaru Ling's whole body was tense, her whole state changed, she stood in front of Fu Heihui calmly, and said something to him very lightly and quickly : "You run away first, go to the stealth office, I am not his target, I have the power to protect myself!"

Then I raised my voice and asked vigilantly, "I'm not a fan, I have my own name—my name is Ling, what's your name? Why are you looking for Hui? Why can't I listen to my brother's affairs?"

All of this naturally did not escape Gojo Satoru's eyes.

He stood loosely, scratched his hair casually, and clicked his tongue in displeasure: "Girls are trouble."

"Gojo Satoru, my name, is...the strongest conjurer at the moment. Do you understand?"

He said calmly, the word "strongest" was pronounced by him without any sense of pride, instead it was as natural as his height.

This human being has white hair as soft as snow, eyelashes of the same color that hang down like branches of snow, and a corner of his blue eyes that are like white mist in the sky. He is extremely oppressive. Both her intuition and senses tell her that the other party is unfathomable. There is not much breath overflowing with mana, and there is this feeling of being unable to approach——

No lower limit spells and six eyes.

Ryomaru Ling's expression remained unchanged, but the hand behind her back made a urging behavior: "...Since you are the strongest, why do you want Hui?"

Fu Heihui didn't want to escape.

He couldn't see through how strong the man in front of him was, but he could see through the extremely rare anxiety and trembling of his sister Ling - she was afraid.

The target of the other party is him, and if he stays, it will only affect Sister Ling, and his tone of voice stays here to force Sister Ling, it is better to run away as Sister Ling said... The truth is indeed so.

But it wasn't until Ryomaru Ling pushed him that he finally stepped forward.

I ran with all my strength when I first started running, but within a few seconds I felt it was difficult to breathe. I didn’t dare to look back but I knew that the distance from Sister Ling was getting farther and farther away. Apart from the heartbeat and footsteps, I couldn’t hear any other sounds behind me. But for some reason, words suddenly sounded in Fu Heihui's mind.

"I will protect Sister Ling" - he said.

"It's my turn to protect you next time" - he said.

"I want to stay by Sister Ling's side and stay away from the curse" - he still said it.

"Run" - what Sister Ling said.

Fu Heihui couldn't hear anything clearly, his mind was buzzing, and he didn't even notice that he was caught by the back collar at some point.

Gojo Satoru looked at Fu Heihui with a blank face and looked inexplicably pitiful, no matter how he looked at it, it was against harmony, and he clicked again: "I didn't bully you, what are you doing with such an expression—"

Fu Heihui looked at him after realizing it, and murmured: "Sister Ling..."

The young boy suddenly grabbed Wutiao Wu's clothes, leaned closer, lowered his head, and lowered his voice: "If your target is me, just take me away, don't attack Sister Ling."

Gojo Satoru: "??? Why don't you slander me!!! Who wants to do anything to that kind of bean sprouts! I'm not that perverted yet!"

Just a moment.

In an instant, the white hair disappeared from her eyes, and appeared in front of Hui at the same time, talking to Hui.

There is no escape.

After realizing this, Ryomaru Ling exhaled a little, but calmed down a lot.

If it comes, it will be safe. Since he didn't do it directly, there is still room for negotiation. Hui should not be in danger for the time being.

She calmed down a bit, and immediately walked towards the two of them, and then heard Gojo Satoru say "I'm not that perverted yet" as if he was about to explode.

Ryomaru Ling: "..."

Ryomaru Ling's relaxed mood tensed again, and her eyes were not only more cautious but also fierce: "What pervert, what do you want to do to Hui?!"

After seeing the disbelief and displeasure on Gojo Satoru's face, she paused, and her tone eased again: "Don't you have something to talk to Hui, Hui is still young and ignorant, Mr. Gojo, you can talk to me, what is Hui Hui?" I know, I know what he doesn't know, so how about letting him go first?"

Gojo Satoru, who was surrounded by "perverted" and "don't shoot him/her" eyes and tone after another, fell silent.

Gojo Satoru is about to explode.

He let go of the little ghost in his hand, squatted down and put his hand on Liao Wanling's head, smiling like he was about to break off her head in a second: "I said it all, I, no, yes, bad, human! It's not a change of state!"

"I'm here because I want to buy Zenyuanhui, so that your brother can escape from the clutches of the Zenyuan family!" Gojo Wu Yinyang asked strangely, "Aren't you a conjurer who knows everything about your brother? Then you also know that the Zenyuan family Bar."

Fu Heihui subconsciously wanted to grab Gojo Satoru's wrist, and Ryomaru Ling, who was worried that he would be injured, subconsciously dodged Gojo Satoru's claws, and when she skillfully pulled him up, she turned around and said nonchalantly, "How much?"

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

"How much does it cost to buy Kei?" Ryomaru Ling asked naturally following his words.

It was also the first time that Young Master Wutiao heard that someone seemed to give him money, he was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "The Chanyuan Shier sold the Chanyuan family for one billion."

Ryomaru Ling frowned: "Then I don't have enough money."

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair: "So leave this kind of thing to adults..."

Liao Maru Ling said indifferently: "The one billion, I will let Fu Heisher spit it out without a penny. It's a good thing he can figure it out by selling his son to the feudal family he hates the most."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Wu felt a little hesitant for a rare moment, and in the end he said softly, "Chanyuan Shier, that person is dead, he can't vomit."

Now it was Ryomaru Ling and Fu Heihui's turn to look at each other.

After Fu Heihui shook his head first, Ryomaru Ling asked uncertainly: "When did he die? Where did he die? He just called me the day before yesterday, how could he die without saying hello? "

"What did you say???"

Gojo Satoru wondered if there was something wrong with his ears: "How is that possible? That guy, I beat him to death two years ago with my own hands. He can survive after taking that trick and losing most of his internal organs. The sky and the curse are also impossible!?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

Ryomaru Ling: "..."

Ryomaru Ling narrowed her eyes, full of vigilance: So it was him! ! !

Two years ago, a strange human threw Fu Heisher, who had lost half of his body, into the water plantain spring, which stained a large area of ​​water, but it also allowed Fu Heisher to survive until she received treatment.

After Ji came back, according to Fuheshier, he was injured by an annoying kid. If it wasn't for the amulet that Rumiko prepared for him, there was the hair that Aya Tatemaru left for Fuheihui for the first time, miraculously After hanging him for a life, he returned to Qunma County with his strong physical fitness and recovery ability, and finally survived by luck.

It must be said that it was a miracle of various coincidences.

In the eyes of Ryomaru Ling at that time, Fu Heisher was undoubtedly the strongest one. Being able to beat Fu Heisher into such a little devil really let Ryo Maru Ling know what it means to be someone outside someone, and it is also true. Part of the reason for this is that she has never dared to despise humans.

"... So, what do you want to say to the child of your defeated opponent? Did you almost kill his father?"

Ryomaru Ling pursed her lips, her eyes darkened slightly.

"Compared to that, don't you wonder how Fuheshier survived? From only half of the body left, to now not only alive and kicking, but also traveling around."

Gojo Satoru's expression became a little more serious: "Do you know the reason?"

Fu Heihui held her hand anxiously: "Sister Ling!"

Ryomaru Ling patted the back of his hand, and slipped out of Fukui Hui's hand with a slight bend of her fingers, then stood dignifiedly in front of Gojo Satoru, looked straight into his eyes, stretched out her hand to take off his sunglasses and said, "Yes What I did... if it had six eyes, would you be able to see it?"

She murmured ambiguously and softly.

Gojo Satoru was rarely pale, staring at her: "..."

"you are not--"

Tatemaru Ling put the sunglasses back on him and interrupted him: "I'm not human."

"Mr. Gojo, I don't know if you've heard of the 'weird thing' called a monster, do you want to talk?"

Gojo Satoru had to admit that he was tempted.

He stood up, then slightly bent his upper body and stretched out his hand: "I'll take you to a safe place."

Ryomaru Aya was half-exploring and half-curious about getting on it.

Ryomaru Ling is not afraid of being taken by this person to do something unfavorable. She is the last and most important value and backing. As long as Gojo Satoru is not that kind of short-sighted idiot, she will have a way to escape unscathed.

She thought that she had never concealed these things from Hui, and she also felt that Fu Heihui should be able to understand her.

But Fu Heihui grabbed her coat behind her.

Accompanied by this, there were also two jade dogs that were cuddling around her.

Ryomaru Ling really wanted to touch his head to see if he had a fever. It was originally something related to the Zenyuan family. He also exposed himself to the ancestral Ten Shadow spell a few times, and he didn't know how to make a deal that would benefit him.

But when she stretched out her hand, she just took off her coat and put it on him.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be fine," she couldn't help lowering her voice and even showing a smile, "I just want to chat with this Mr. Gojo for a little business, like before, you know, I'll make it, and then Let's go eat sukiyaki together."

"I'm sure, Mr. Gojo is not a bad person, and he may be my partner in the future, Hui, trust me, I never lied to Hui, right?"

Fu Heihui finally let go.

The moment he let go, Tatemaru Aya grabbed Gojo Satoru's hand and disappeared before his eyes.

……

But in the blink of an eye, Tatemaru Ling found herself in a basement she had never seen before.

This seems to be the place where Gojo Satoru usually lives, and he has obviously become more casual after arriving here-although he was not very serious before.

"You really value that brat, you're obviously not your own sister," after saying this sentence, he took out a bottle of red bean soup from the refrigerator with ease, and threw a bottle of milk for Tiaomaru Ling without asking her opinion, and then he was careless Lying on the sofa, while drinking iced red bean soup, he answered casually, "Could it be that you like that brat."

Ryomaru Ling was surprised for a moment, and her affection for the white hair in front of her subtly increased a little.

"I don't dislike your character," Tatemaru Aya said her thoughts openly and honestly, "I like Megumi."

Gojo Satoru: "...Puff cough cough cough!"

Gojo Satoru was shocked.

Although the young master of the Wutiao family has never felt inferior to himself, he also knows that in the eyes of others, even if he is good in everything, his character is still unpraiseable, which is a typical unpleasant character.

Even so, Gojo Satoru never thought of changing it—he didn't offend others casually, and it wasn't that he lacked the strength to do so, why wouldn't he let himself live more comfortably?

To Tatemaru Ling's bold and outspoken behavior, although he was indeed surprised at first, after thinking about it, he suddenly became happy again.

"You are really interesting."

"I just thought you were praising me." Ryomaru Ling opened the milk while talking, and after a few sips, she relaxed a little, "In short, I am a spider monster, and I can produce healing silk. The silk can cure almost anything, that's all."

"It's not 'that's it', you—" Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, put his index finger and middle finger together in front of his eyes, and said in a playful but serious tone, "Do you know that you are usually a monster and half a curse spirit? ?”

"Is this the result observed by Six Eyes?"

"It's easy to handle if you know Six Eyes." Gojo Satoru leaned back, his hair fell back naturally, "You don't look surprised."

Ryomaru Ling responded: "I am an experimental product artificially created by human beings in order to obtain the 'healing silk'. That human being can do anything for the 'healing silk'. After subconsciously surrendering to me, I vaguely understood."

Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue: "I don't know if monsters and curse spirits are reproductively isolated."

Ryomaru Ling's eyes darkened: "Who knows, there is not only one experimental method."

Wujo Wu knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and touched his nose. Although his personality was very arrogant, he would not hold it so deliberately to a child: "Then do you know what kind of curse spirit your other half is?"

Ryomaru asked back: "Is it very important?"

Wujo Wuzheng said: "It's very important."

Ryomaru Ling recalled the sudden change of face when the six-eyed man took off his sunglasses just now, and became a little curious: "It can change your attitude, Mr. Gojo--I'd better not ask."

Gojo Satoru pretended not to hear her words.

"Oh, I want to know, let me tell you if I want to know—the other part of your body's breath comes from the legendary double-faced Nuo."

Liao Maru Ling: "... Ghosts and gods live on both sides?"

"No," Wutiao Wu's ending voice rises, seemingly very interested, "It's the king of curses thousands of years ago, with two faces."

"You are the daughter of the cursed king, and you are equal to the princess of the cursed spirit."