Priest of Chaos Goodness

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie returned to the high school together.

"Wow, Jie, that monster is really hard to fight. Fortunately, I bounced back in time... Wow, I'm bleeding!"

As Xia Youjie got out of the car, he couldn't help showing a helpless smile when he saw Gojo Satoru still happily immersed in the state of fighting monsters just now.

Before he had time to say anything, the gate of the high school of conjuration, the direction of the wooden door above the steps, had already heard the sound of clearing his throat one step ahead.

familiar voice.

Obviously, Teacher Ye Moth blocked people at the door.

After Gojo Wu's words paused, Xia Youjie raised his head, "Mr. Yemo."

"Yeah." The eyes behind the Noctua Zhengdao sunglasses looked around at the two brats, feeling relieved for their strength, but also troubled by their destructive power.

"You two, don't think that things like sleeping out in the future can be solved with a phone call like this time."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the school.

Standing behind Ye Mozheng Dao, Jia Ruozi folded his arms around his chest, "Ask for leave to play games? Why don't you take me?!"

Gojo Satoru went over with a grin, "It's an accident, it's an accident, I'll call when I'm waiting for the bus, I'll take you next time."

Xia Youjie smiled apologetically at Jiarui Nitzi, ignoring Wujo Wu and Jiarui Nitzi who were still fighting, and quickly followed the Noctua Moth.

"Mr. Moth."

Ye Mozheng looked back at him on the right way, and snorted out of his nose, "I think you have business to do, who knew you would go to the game hall."

Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, "I just did this in order to wait for the assistant supervisor teacher to come over, it wasn't intentional..."

Ye Mozheng was waiting here to reprimand them, but the head teacher was a little worried because the child came back late.

Hearing Xia Youjie's words, he snorted, "I'll let you off this time, but it won't be so easy next time."

Xia Youjie should be.

He silently followed Noctua Zhengdao until the corner, Nocturna Zhengdao stopped.

"What's the matter, let's talk, they are all behind, and you don't have to worry about being heard by them."

Xia Youjie, who was still wandering in the sky, paused. He didn't expect Teacher Ye Moth to notice his reason for doing this first, and couldn't help sighing, "I've troubled you."

Night Moth hummed in his nasal cavity, "Speak."

Xia Youjie hesitated, and said slowly, "Teacher, have you ever heard of any spells or magic tools... can send people to the past time period?"

Even though he was wearing sunglasses, the seriousness of Ye Mo Zhengdao's expression was still successfully conveyed to Xia Youjie's eyes.

He couldn't help swallowing, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at the teacher who was almost frowning.

"... Even if there is, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can touch. It is because of this kind of thing that you and Wu didn't come back?" Ye Mozheng asked.

"Yes." Xia Youjie nodded.

Ye Mozheng pondered for a moment, then said with a serious face, "No matter who that person is, no matter what relationship he has with you, don't see him in the future."

Xia Youjie was taken aback, "Why, teacher, why—"

Ye Mo Zhengdao raised a hand to stop Xia Youjie's next words.

"The difficulty of this operation does not match the actual situation. It is far from the level that requires the two of you to take action. You can feel it."

Xia Youjie nodded.

Noctua had no expression on his face, "I'm not worried that the two of you won't be able to defeat the curse spirit, but there are some things that cannot be solved by pure strength. No matter who you two met last night, don't see each other again."

Xia Youjie couldn't help but take a step forward, "But teacher—"

His words were stopped by the raised hand of Ye Mo Zhengdao.

Ye Mo Zhengdao, who had a serious face but was always responsible and easy to talk, didn't give Xia Youjie a chance to speak this time.

"It's good for both parties not to meet."

Xia Youjie stopped.

For the meaning of the night moth Zhengdao mouth.

"Teacher, what do you mean, this is a conspiracy against us or that person?"

Night Moth Zhengdao tightened his jaw, "No, I don't know, this kind of thing is not something that you, a student, should get involved in. You just have to train yourself well."

Saying that, he turned around.

Xia Youjie instinctively wanted to reach out his hand, but he looked at the person walking away quickly as if he hadn't heard anything.

He clenched his fists.

Originally, that person reminded him that some things cannot be resolved through strength alone.

He didn't think of it at first, but seeing what Teacher Ye Moth meant...

So, is it the magician who is targeting them?

Conjurer... why do you want to attack the conjurer?Are they not companions?

On the other side, Gojo Satoru, who came back with Xia Youjie, stopped speaking while talking.

Yasuo Satoru, who was still talking, gave a meal, and watched Gojo Satoru whose smile gradually disappeared in front of him, and noticed the abnormality vigilantly.

"what happened?"

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly, "Well, it's fine."

Jia Ruozi folded his arms around his chest, "Sure enough, something happened last night that made you what you are now. What about Xia You?"

Gojo Satoru realized that his attitude was too obvious, he yelled, "Oh, I got into bed last night, I didn't sleep well, and I was a little lost in thought, so what, do you want some milk tea? I'll buy it for you."

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes, "If you're fooling people, go for some snacks, I want red beans."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

"Hahaha, okay, I'll go buy it for you right now, wait for me—"

Said, disappeared in place.

Of course milk tea is just an excuse.

He wanted to see, this guy who didn't know how to disguise his mana to be exactly the same as Jie, and even he couldn't tell the difference, what kind of medicine was sold in the pot.

After Xia You handed over the cleaner to the police station, he thought for a moment and called the Magic Association.

Although his goal is to turn the world upside down and replace the top executives in the magic world, it doesn't prevent him from showing favor when he doesn't have enough strength.

The ideal choice is to relax the opponent's spirit, paralyze their vigilance, find the right time, and kill them with a direct blow.

Put yourself in a hostile position at the beginning, let the opponent prepare, and suppress such things in advance. Although courageous, it is easier to find like-minded teammates.

But—he's the kind of gamer who skips classes as soon as he can.He would not do this kind of thing that increases the difficulty of customs clearance by himself.

Thinking about it this way, he had just heard a familiar voice after talking about the cleaners with the member of the Conjuration Association opposite.

"You bastard—"

The person who met last night and separated this morning appeared when he was on the phone.

Xia You paused and turned around.

Gojo Wu looked gloomy, raised his leg and kicked the empty bottle on the side of the road, put his hands in his pockets, and approached Xia You.

A thick and powerful mantra came over the surface, and the full sense of oppression was enough to make people speechless.

but.

Xia You quietly stared at the empty bottle.

The empty bottle kicked by Gojo Satoru crossed a perfect parabola and fell steadily into the trash can.

Well, there is no sense of crisis.

"Sorry, Wutiao, if you have something to do, can you be later? I'm communicating with someone."

Xia You smiled.

Gojo Satoru had a sullen face, and stretched out his hand to tug at the neckline.

"Bye."

Xia You glanced at the phone, sighed helplessly, and put down the phone, which still showed that it was in a call.

Cooperating on the surface, in fact, listening to the sound of the horn that has been going on for a while, he is already mentally prepared for what to do.

Gojo Satoru didn't look at his phone much, but approached slowly, and stopped in front of Xia You.

Gojo Satoru: "What purpose do you have in approaching us?"

Xia You tilted his head, "No, isn't this the two who approached me on their own initiative?"

"Stop pretending to be innocent." Gojo Satoru looked at him, locked his eyes on all his movements, and gave him no chance to escape, "If you didn't take the initiative to appear in front of us, there is no need for us to go with a stranger. "

He snorted, "Imitate Jie, but not like him at all, what is your purpose?"

"Imitate—?" Xia You sighed, "If you think so, I can't help it."

He put down his hands, looked at Gojo Satoru in front of him, and showed a friendly and harmless smile, "After all, I'm not really interested in you. If it wasn't for a coincidence, I never thought I would meet you again."

"But everything happened, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand, the mantra in his hand was ready to be released, "Use Jie, what do you want to do?"

Xia You looked at him, sighed, looked at Wujo Wu, but stepped back, and walked out of the alley openly.

"So that's what you think. It's no wonder you can't help but come to me. I can understand."

"Hey! What are you going to do?"

Wujo Wu didn't understand, so he chased after two steps.

"Well, how to put it, use my way to prove what I want to do, and then, engrave this goal into your memory."

He kept walking, almost reaching the entrance of the alley.

Outside are vehicles for parliamentary elections. On the roof of a small commercial vehicle are people who are loudly declaring their political goals and trying to win votes. Under his vehicle, hundreds of ordinary people gather together and are raising their heads. Listen to their manifesto.

"If it's a simple excuse, you'll definitely think it's my sophistry to convince you, then I'll announce it to the world." Xia You smiled tolerantly.

"Don't go any further! You don't think that you'll be safe if you sneak into the crowd, right? I don't know how to perform wide-ranging techniques and anger a six-eyed person. You don't want to know what the consequences will be." Gojo Satoru Open your mouth in a deep voice.

In his hands, the accumulation of spell power is clearly visible in the eyes of other magicians.

That is an absolute threat of strength.

Xia You took a look at his spell-wrapped fist, turned around, and deftly jumped onto the roof of the preaching car against the threatening gaze and spell behind him.

In the eyes of the onlookers, he patted the candidate on the shoulder.

"Sorry, can I borrow it? I just need a moment."

The unsuspecting candidate looked terrified and subconsciously handed over the microphone in his hand.

Xia You didn't seem to realize that the other party was oppressed by his own spell power, so he showed him a comforting smile, took a step forward, and stood on the edge of the preaching car.

"I'm sorry to interrupt everyone's emotions. I'm Xia You, the new leader of the Panxing Sect. The reason why I appear here is just to let everyone know my goal."

Showing a calm and gentle smile, he continued to speak in a steady voice, "What I do is only for the common people. What I want is just to hope that the people in the world can get the results they deserve."

As he spoke, he raised his three fingers and looked towards the alley where he came.

Wujo Wu's face was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xia You above in disbelief, unable to believe it, and unable to stop it.

"I swear, if I violate this promise, I will abandon both gods and Buddhas, and I will fall forever."

With a calm face and a slight smile, he uttered a poisonous oath that couldn't have been more serious.

If not, he himself came here from Infernal Hell with Aizen.