With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"I don't want to wear a uniform like theirs. The white-haired man gave me one before, saying that the high school only has such clothes, and that the one I was wearing before can't be found."

Zhi Zhi’s tone of voice when he mentioned Wujo Wu was a little displeased, who was he fooling with the excuse that he couldn’t find this kind of clothes?

Xia Youjie knew what Zhi wanted to express, after all Gaozhuan was Gaozhuan after all, not his Panxing sect, and here, how could there be the clothes Zhi likes.

"I'll come back when things are done." After Xia Youjie promised to Zhi, he raised his head and looked at the five bars beside him. The other party still looked indifferent, but he could still sense the five bars hidden under this appearance. The slight cramping of hands and feet, Xia Youjie guessed that it might be because the weapon was not in hand.

After all, this is a high school.

In Xia Youjie's memory, the usual weapon of the five purlins is a heavy knife, and he prefers to carry it rather than hug or carry it on weekdays. His own spell power and physical skills are not weak, and the strengthening of the technique It can make him play with the extremely heavy magic tools like a toy at will.

During the time when Wu Tiaolin was studying at the high school, Xia Youjie still remembered that the high school always gave him tasks alone, and from time to time those old guys at the top would ask him to give orders alone.It made him quite busy during the high school period, and then he gradually developed the habit of never leaving the magic tool. After all, he himself didn't know whether he would receive the task in the next second, and then he would pick up the weapon and set off.

Before Gojo Satoru became the strongest, Wujo Purlin was the most indispensable existence in the magic world at that time.

Xia Youjie still remembered that after Wu Tiaolin's death, Wu Tiao's family's family crest was printed on it, and it took a lot of effort for Wu Tiao to find and recover the magic tool that was his relic.

"Although the magic equipment was bought by Wujo's family, the family crest on it was carved by me. After all, he said he only wanted this birthday present." The incantation equipment, his expression was dim, and later he sent them to be repaired, and finally stayed in Wutiao's house.

Seeing that Xia Youjie's expression was a bit erratic, Wu Tiaolin said, "Mr. Xia You can see it too. It's true that you don't feel safe if you don't have a weapon in your hand."

Wu Zilin bent his eyes, looked up at the weather, and then said: "It seems that Wu Jun will not be seen today."

Xia Youjie touched it, took out the phone and threw it to him: "Call Wu."

Wu Zilin looked at the new smart phone in his hand, and he was silent for a while, "Mobile...has it been replaced so quickly?"

The thick and bulky mobile phone in my impression has been replaced by a much thinner model now, and the way Wu Liang purlin looks at the mobile phone has also changed, from looking at a brick to looking at a brick that has become thinner after years of polishing.

Xia Youjie noticed this, and he suddenly realized that he had forgotten that the smart phone he got during the college period would definitely not be able to use the five purlins.

And the five purlins themselves don't like to play with these electronic products very much.

So, under the watchful eyes of the first- and second-year college students and Zhi Zhi who watched the excitement, Xia Youjie taught Wu Zilin how to make a phone call on a smartphone.

"Thank you Xia Youjun." Wu Tiaolin quickly learned how to play with his mobile phone. He dialed Wu Tiao Wu's phone number. It was sent through the mobile phone: "Yo Jie, what's the matter?"

The background sound on Wutiaowu's side was a bit noisy, and Wuzhulin didn't need to think about it deliberately, he could imagine what kind of environment he was in now, probably holding the curse spirit's head with one hand and holding the mobile phone with the other.

"it's me."

Wu Lianglin's voice sounded very calm, only Xia Youjie who was beside him felt that his breath was a little unstable.

Zhizhi reacted very quickly, and pulled Xia Youjie back neatly. As expected, Gojo Satoru, who was on a business trip for a second, teleported back.

"Purlin!" Wutiaowu casually threw the curse spirit in his hand aside, and then grabbed the boy over. The curse spirit whose head was about to be pulled off turned around on the ground aggrieved, and finally got stuck in a small pit. able to stop.

The five bars let him get close, he held the phone firmly, and then threw it to Xia Youjie who was at the side.

Zhixian Xia Youjie got the phone one step at a time, fiddled with it twice and said: "Jie, this phone doesn't seem to be the one you used before."

Xia Youjie: "This mobile phone is specially customized for me. It has monitoring settings in it. After all, the elderly are afraid of too many things."

He smiled in a joking tone, what he didn't say was that those old guys were eager to get some news from him that "he's going to act again", so that Gojo Satoru could "execute" him.

Zhi Zhi glanced at him half-understood, "Oh, let's go eat, Najie, I want to eat that Black Forest cake."

"It's a pity that without Wu's company now, I'm afraid the college can't let us in and out at will." Xia Youjie glanced at Wutiao Wu not far away and Wu Lianglin, who was held by most of his body in his arms, and smiled lightly.

"Okay then..." Zhi Zhi showed his aggrieved expression that could make Xia Youjie compromise every time he showed it, and at the moment Xia Youjie frowned slightly, he took his arm and pulled him down, and then felt a little displeased Glancing at the mobile phone, he threw it away casually. He controlled the strength skillfully and did not break the mobile phone.

Zhi Zhi pulled Xia Youjie to make him bend down slightly, or obediently, and whispered in his ear: "Jie, I have a way to take you out, let's go home?"

Xia Youjie touched the back of his neck with the other hand, there was a "Double Insurance" printed there, and he felt a little hot, usually covered by his loose hair, Zhi Zhi didn't notice it until now.

"Let's wait some time." Xia Youjie said, "Give them a gift when the time comes, and we'll go home again."

"Okay." Zhizhi reluctantly accepted Xia Youjie's comfort, and then looked at the white hair and his students not far away.

"It's a ghost..."

"It's clearly broad daylight..."

"Teacher Wutiao..."

Wu Tiaowu embraced the five purlins, and interrupted their conversation indifferently, and introduced with a smile: "This is the purlin, you should all know a little bit about it."

Gojo Satoru looked at Fu Heihui, pushed Wutiaolin in front of him, and took advantage of his height to stick to him from the upper right side of Wutiaohui, "Hurry up, Hui, call Wutiao Uncle, hurry up, hurry up~ "

Following Gojo Satoru's voice, the other high school students all looked at the boy with the hedgehog head who had been named.

Fu Heihui: ...

He thinks he should have more dogs.

Gojo Satoru's smile was so bright that his teeth glistened, and Gojo Purlin watched helplessly as he teased the students in turn, watching the expressions of those students change from "Damn" to "Why did I I can't beat Gojo Wu, the unscrupulous teacher!" Suddenly, I felt that if it wasn't because Gojo Wu had always had the highest strength value, maybe... he would have been dragged into the alley long ago.

"Wu-jun." When Wu Tiaowu changed the topic from "Fu Heihui, come and see your Uncle Wutiao" to "When Hui met me for the first time before, it was like...", Wu Tiaolin interrupted him loudly, and he If I'm not mistaken... the magic power on Fu Heihui's body is not far from turning into substance.

"What's the matter?" Wujo Gou tilted his head, and pulled down the blindfold with one hand, allowing people to see a bit of the hidden blue.

"Sure enough..." Wu Tiaolin paused, "I still can't imagine that Mr. Wu is a teacher now, it seems like a dream."

Knowing the current situation from the conversation between the students and Gojo Satoru, Wujolin's voice was very calm, only his expression showed a bit of his embarrassment and uneasiness.

Gojo Satoru restrained his expression, and then showed his usual smile again. He took off the blindfold completely, revealing those bright and clear blue eyes, and the white hair fell down softly with his movements. Gojo Satoru said: " Looking at me, I don't think I'm dreaming."

Time seems to be separated by no lower limit.

Compared with the current Gojo Satoru during the high school period, he has only become the strongest from the strongest. He just lost his close friend who stood side by side, and lost his closest existence forever.

Wu Tiaolin found his figure in Wu Tiaowu's six eyes that seemed to reflect nothing.

"How about it, Lin, do you feel that besides being more awake, your mood has also improved. After all, it is said that seeing a handsome guy can keep your mood happy." Gojo Satoru has a deep understanding of his face, and he deliberately moved closer to Wu Liang, The distance was close, breathing intertwined, his eyes followed the other's slightly long bangs, saw the beautiful jawline, and finally stopped in front of those eyes.

Gojo Satoru looked at the starry night, the eyes that belonged to the five bars, and felt that the glasses that covered them with a layer of fog were too unpleasant, so he took off the other's glasses on his own initiative.

Gojo Satoru casually played with it a few times, and did not forget to add a sentence: "It's so ugly, it's just an ordinary decoration."

Five Purlins blinked, and after two seconds of adaptation, he explained, "I don't know when I put on my glasses."

Sure enough... did it start all over again?

Gojo Satoru thought of the sound of "Long time no see" and the sudden disappearance of the person in front of him.

Yeah, he didn't leave purlins.

"Purlin." Gojo Satoru fumbled in the pocket of his uniform, and took out a pair of sunglasses as if by magic. He slowly put the sunglasses on the face of Wujo Purlin, watching the young man put on his own Things, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt much better. He smiled briskly and said, "Sure enough, my glasses are still very suitable for me. I will wear these from now on."

More like a request than a negotiation.

Wu Tiaolin was silent, and the darkness in front of him made him rely on his senses. He knew that if he asked Wu Tiaowu, the other party would only say "It looks good on the purlin", so he had to turn his head and ask: "That...Wu Jun's students , do I look like a blind person?"

"picture."

It was Panda who answered him.

The dog roll also followed the phrase "salmon salmon."

Knotweed Yourohito: "...Senior Wutiao, we are standing here, you turn a little bit to the left, um, yes, right now, you are facing Fuhei."

Gojo Satoru: "I'm right, my students are great, and of course my teacher is the best."

What kind of connection does this have? Hey! !Seeing the black lines sliding down the students' heads after saying this, Wujo Gojo's smile became brighter.

"By the way." Looking at Wu Tiao's performance, Wu Tiao Wu suddenly felt that if Lin was still there, it should be such a daily routine now. He stopped and said: "Your guess at the beginning was correct. , I’m really a ghost, have you heard that people will come back on Ghost Festival after they die, and they will come back to find the closest people, are you afraid?” said the boy with dark blue hair.

Sure enough, no matter how serious he was on weekdays, he was actually just a high school student, and the other party continued talking as if he hadn't heard his voice.

Didn't I hear it...was it because the voice was not clear, well, it was because I lost the spell.

In the past, no matter how far apart or how noisy the environment was, as long as he shouted, Lin would hear his voice immediately. Lin is a person who cares about his own techniques, and he is also very good at and proficient in his techniques.

But now the purlin is just an afterimage, a ghost with no spells and chaotic memory, like in his joking words, who came back to look for his closest people on Halloween.

Then he interrupted again: "Purlin."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The other party was wearing his black sunglasses and turned to look at him.

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Cough, gurgling (being beaten).

At this time, the Wenye crew was on their way here on horseback.jpg.