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

Gojo Satoru's sunglasses are specially made, and the effect is similar to his eye patch, and it's not far from a blind man when he wears them.

It's just that there will be a little shimmer of light exposed through the gaps in the sunglasses, so that you won't lose your eyesight completely.

After Wujo Satoru yelled that, there was no further text.

Wu Zilin also knew that the other party just wanted to test whether his technique could still work normally.

The eyes covered by the sunglasses flickered, and he forced a slight smile, "It may be that the daily life is too comfortable recently, and the reaction is not as sensitive as before."

Gojo Satoru's expression didn't reveal any emotion. He squinted his blue eyes, looked at the picture of the students next to Wujopurlin looking at him in unison, took out his phone and dialed it twice, and put the screen on the knotweed In front of them, "Well... you've had enough rest, it's time to complete the task. If the task requires anything, go to Yidizhi to arrange it for you."

"Ah... Sure enough, the conjurer is very busy, good teacher Wutiao." Hu Zhang took the lead in expressing his opinion.

Kizaki and Fuguro looked at Gojo's confused expression, and for some reason felt a chill behind their backs, and had an ominous premonition, and sure enough...

In the next second Wutiao Wu didn't know when he changed his position, he smiled and hugged Wu Liang to leave, and waved at them as if chasing them away, "Obviously it should be a two-person world between me and Lin, but it turns out that Lin has been fighting with you all the time. You chat, go, go, do your tasks."

He still didn't forget to turn his head to show a bright and disgusted expression for them to see clearly.

First-year students: Hard, hard fists, what about your morality, Mr. Wutiao!There is no such thing as halfway through the class and before the get out of class is over, they will just give them a task to send them away, just to go to the world of two people, hey!

The second-year students have long been used to it, calm, and said that Wujo Wu has such a thing as teacher morality?

Wu Tiaolin said silently: "Wu Jun, you are going to strangle me to death."

Gojo Satoru held his arm too tightly, making him a little uncomfortable.

However, Gojo Satoru had no intention of listening to this at all.

"Well, I thought you would say that I was irresponsible, for example, "You can't just throw young students out for training without taking any measures." Wu Tiaowu imitated the serious and serious tone of Wu Tiaolin in his memory and said the second half of the sentence, and he learned it well.

"After all, I'm still a young junior." Wu Lilin presented an almost perfect image of a senior.

Gojo Gojo said nonchalantly: "After all, Hisuhito and the others are not strong enough."

Wu Tiao took a fixed look at Wu Tiao Wu, then smiled and said, "Let's not mention the students in the two-person world that we agreed to, let's go drink milk tea?"

"All sugar and less ice."

Gojo Satoru blinked his beautiful blue eyes, as the person who knows Gojo Purlin best, Gojo Satoru clearly knows how useful his beauty crit is.

The five purlins interpreted "eat so much sweet, be careful that the dentist will blacklist you." and the resistance to full sugar.

However, the white-haired young man didn't see it. He walked around behind the young man at some point. He bent over and put his chin on the young man's shoulder. The five bars knew that this position must be uncomfortable without looking at it, but the person involved was still happy. in.

Gojo Satoru's soft white hair was sticking to the side of Gojo Lin's face, a little itchy, and Gojo Purlin shrank unnaturally, and when Gojo Satoru found out that his grip was tighter, he asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Purlin, tell me what the method is."

It is still a mystery what the ability of Jindaitsu is, and Gojo Satoru can't see through it even with his six eyes.

But what he can be sure of is that even if the person in front of him is an afterimage or a ghost, as long as he is a ghost, he will keep the other person.

"Sure enough." Wu Zilin stopped in his tracks, "I'm actually dead."

He tried to keep his voice steady.

"..."

"The memory is very chaotic, and the spells can't be used." Wu Zilin slowly said his doubts, and then he didn't know what to think, his expression dimmed visibly, "I can't use the spells, even the most ordinary No conjurer is as good as you."

Five purlins for a quasi-superior conjurer.

This title is more of a bondage than an honor.

Gojo Satoru knew why Wu Tiaolin cared so much about his technique.

If Gojo Satoru hadn't seen through that he had awakened the magic spell when he was young, and if the people accompanying the Gojo family hadn't bought him out because of his unique attitude, then he would be the same as other children without magic spells, He was left in a remote corner by the Buddhist monks, and left to fend for himself.

Later, I mentioned that Gojo Satoru only thought it was interesting and funny at this time. The Chanyuan family wanted all kinds of spell holders to join, but a child who was obviously very talented was considered to have no spells and was thrown away at will.

"That's why putting five purlins on the top sounds much better than the purlins of the Zen garden." Gojo Satoru in his youth leaned casually on the back of the chair. He looked at the young man wiping the magic tools in front of him, and felt that the arrangements made by those people at that time seemed to be good.

At that time, because of his outstanding ability, the young man who had been promoted all the way to the quasi-super class showed him a gentle smile when he heard the words. It would be strange for a person who is always serious and indifferent to show a different expression than usual, let alone the five purlins. His appearance is also quite superior, this smile makes his whole person look sparkling.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but muttered: "Do you usually use such a contrast to attract girls? You receive the most chocolates every year."

Obviously he is the most handsome and the most popular one.

The boy with dark blue hair resolutely sold out his teammates after hearing the words: "But, as far as I know, Mr. Xia You also received more chocolates than Mr. Wu."

Later, with the big bag given by the class teacher on their heads, they were fined to put their backs on their backs, and stood hand in hand in the sun in the playground. By the way, Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu, who were surrounded by people, watched the boy with dark blue hair pass by, and then stopped Footsteps looked at them blankly for a full minute, and finally took out his phone and left a wonderful photo.

A picture of two super conjurers with grim expressions, one with white hair and one with black hair, pounced on them.

By the way, walking on the playground that day was very peaceful, as peaceful as walking in the classroom next door and the chocolate in the drawer.

Today the photo is still in the room where Wu Liang lived in Wu Tiao’s house, but the photographer of that photo is gone.

"There will be a way for the spell. As long as there is still magic power, you can use the magic tool." Wujo Wu remembered that there was still a magic tool in Wujo's house. The crack in the center, because the crack is on the pattern, no matter how well it is repaired, it can be seen through careful observation.

"Without the technique, it is impossible to hold it, and it cannot be as easy as before. After all, it is very heavy, but it is really loud when it is used to smash the skull of the curse spirit. Sometimes when encountering a hard skull, you can knock a few more times. Come on, I like it very much."

Compared to the summoner Xia Youjie, the mage Wujo Wu, the berserk Wujou said that he can use the bricks, ah no, it is really cool to smash the curse spirit with the magic tool.

"...The things that happened in the high school will soon reach the ears of those old oranges." Thinking of this, Gojo Wu couldn't help using a little strength, and pressed the shoulders of the five purlins under his chin. The other party just tolerated Let him rely on him, "I wanted to tell you before, but you are standing next to me, you just need to rely on me, why take time to deal with those old oranges."

"Haven't Mr. Wu thought about what to do if I was sent by your side... as an undercover agent?" Wu Tiaolin was a little surprised.

Wujo Gou raised his voice, "Huh?", and couldn't help laughing, the head on his shoulders was shaking with his body, and Wujou pushed his head, signaling that if this continues, they will fall to the ground Oh, Wujo Wu laughed enough before saying: "Does Purlin actually think like this? You are so stupid. If Purlin is really an undercover agent, I would have done it long ago."

Wu Tiaowu really didn't think about it in this direction at all. Unlike Xia Youjie, who had a more delicate mind, he just found Wu Tiaopurlin for the first time more interesting than he remembered.

What made Purlin think that he would tolerate Lao Juzi's arrangement of people here.

Wujo Wu's movements were too wide, and Wujou, who had no spells, was forced to carry Wujo Wu, who was half a head taller than him, and finally couldn't carry it anymore, so he resolutely got out, and Wujo Wu swayed indistinctly , and then stabilized his figure, complaining: "Purlin did it on purpose."

The five purlins pushed the sunglasses that were still firmly on the bridge of the nose, "I can't see the road clearly with Wu Jun's sunglasses on, it will be very dangerous."

"Okay, there's a milk tea shop in front of me. I'll decide what to drink today, oh purlin—oh, yes, you're not allowed to take off your sunglasses." Wujo Wu casually took Wu Lianglin's hand, and led him to the milk tea shop. .

……

Zhizhi leaned against Xia Youjie's arms, like a cat, with a comfortable and contented appearance.

He is the only one in the entire Panxing Sect to have this treatment.

Neither Nanako nor Mimiko enjoyed it.

Xia Youjie was sitting upright, flipping through the materials Wujo Wu had given him, with a troubled expression on his face.

"You dare to hand over this kind of document to me. Wu is really not afraid that those old guys will bore him to death." Xia Youjie looked at the report on the document that "the magician routinely went to Yokohama to exorcise the curse". And a piece of existing information "about Yokohama and different abilities", there is no emotional fluctuation in the narrow and long eyes.

"Jie... Could it be that you stayed here just to work for that white-haired man named Wu?" Zhi Zhi said a little unhappy.

Xia Youjie: "No, Ah Zhi, after all, if Wu didn't give you money, it's not considered part-time job." After Xia Youjie said it, he shook his head with a smile. Disappointed, he then glanced at the blond boy, squinted his eyes and continued: "Recently, I'm investigating a target, and his ability, if it's not a spell, is very likely to be a supernatural ability, which just so happens There is also a certain connection between the magic world and Yokohama, so we can take this opportunity to send someone there to appraise it."

And the direction where the five purlins reappeared happened to be where the curse spirit he had arranged to monitor Shendaishu was located... that is, Shendaishu's current residence.

The already definite answer was confirmed once again.

Zhi blinked, "Then why didn't Jie ask me, as long as Jie makes a wish to me, anything is fine, and I can help Jie accomplish anything."

Like a devil bewitching mortals, his tone was sweet, but his expression was innocent and innocent. Those dark red eyes were like a quiet dead lake, reflecting Xia Youjie's figure. Countless hands seemed to stretch out from the dark red lake, reaching towards Xia Youjie.

"... Rest, Ah Zhi." Xia Youjie looked away, and did not follow his words. He bent down and kissed the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Xia Youjie raised his head, and he stroked his curly and upturned thick eyelashes with his fingers, the feeling of slight itching in his palm spread all the way, Xia You squinted his eyes, "Don't use this ability next time, use me and Compared to those cursed spirits, I will be angry."

"Oh." Zhizhi closed her eyes obediently, "I just don't understand Jie."

What he said was that as long as Xia Youjie asked him, he would do anything for Xia Youjie.

But that alley, that one-sided curse flashed through Xia Youjie's mind.

Xia Youjie didn't curse Ah Zhi until the end, he knew that the young man was already burdened with a curse, a heavy curse full of malice.

In fact, at that time, Ah Zhi cursed him.

Ah Zhi is not a complete human being, nor a complete curse spirit. His unilateral curse can't do much. He cursed Xia Youjie to "live". His curse didn't fully take effect, so he had no choice but to force it. It made him, who was already powerless to resist at that time, use the magic spell to manipulate himself, turning himself into a curse jade.

It's just that the teenagers at that time were too fragile.

So... the curse jade was broken.

Xia Youjie didn't know why he was still alive, and he didn't know why Gojo Satoru didn't kill him, he just held the curse jade and closed his eyes... He was just silent when he came to Gaozhuan after the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, It lies in the same space as the material that Jiarui Nitro will dissect.

Later he learned that Kimoto Rika's strength came from Otoko Yuta, and after that, he lost all direction.

after that.

Gojo Satoru kicked him out of the hospital bed, and then turned into a repairman together with him. Under the supervision of Nai Nizi, who was holding a cigarette, he repaired the infirmary for her brick by brick without relying on spells and spells.

Xia Youjie thought, if Ah Zhi was still alive, the most incomprehensible thing would be why he didn't curse him.

As a special class, he cursed Ah Zhi to make him a complete curse spirit, and then recovered by his magic spell manipulation, he will be able to get the "Qiben Lixiang" that he has been longing for...

But Xia Youjie didn't.

In fact, whether Zhizhi sleeps or not has little effect, but...

After the blond-haired boy fell into a deep sleep, the black-haired young man slowly stepped out of the system space. He rubbed his brows. His mental exhaustion made him look as pale as paper.

[Host... Zhi's vest repair speed has increased by another ten, but the vest of the five purlins has not moved. 】The system broadcast was late but arrived.

Shindai Shu rested on the office chair, closed his eyes and talked to the system: [It will be completed soon, after all... external forces can also interfere with the repair. By the way, is the data collection of the Yokohama copy ready? 】

The improvement of the repair speed of Zhizhi's vest has extended the appearance time a lot, and it has also allowed Shen Daishu to return to his original identity when he is resting in Zhizhi's identity. The double-opening these days made him feel that he should make up for it. He needs to make up for it. OK.

[The collection is almost done, but... that, host, don't be angry. 】

The sound of the system is getting smaller and smaller.

Shendaishu had an ominous premonition.

System: [The copy of Yokohama incorporates...]

【what? 】

Shinyotsu said that it must not be what he thought.

[That... is exactly what the host thinks, the current data shows that the main characters in the Yokohama IF dungeon have gone to the wrong world. 】

The system said that it doesn't know why these worlds can be mixed like this.

Shinji was silent for a while.

The system slowly sent a photo to him, Shen Daishu glanced at it, frowned, and called out the name: "Chuya?"

In the photo, a young man in a wine red shirt, overcoat and top hat wears a bright red scarf around his neck. His orange half-length hair hangs loose and is slightly rolled up by the wind together with the scarf. A pair of azure blue eyes shine indifferently. And sharp.

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