Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

When Fukami Liuyi found the curse spirit that looked like a large lantern, she had already entered the attack range of the curse spirit, and it was too late to escape.

However, she didn't want to escape either.

Even, she took the initiative to go forward and moved a few steps in the direction of the curse spirit. She seemed to be making it easier for the curse spirit to strike. She did not dodge or dodge, but quietly raised her head, her fingers tightly gripping the skirt. horns, awaiting the oncoming thrashing.

Without thinking about where this curse spirit came from, she just accepted the result calmly.

But in fact, Fukami Ryuki is very afraid of pain, which may be related to her physique. When the injury falls on her body, the pain feedback to her mind is always stronger than that of ordinary people.

At first, the pain was unbearable. She once wished that she had never awakened consciousness. Later, she gradually got used to it, and her endurance value increased greatly. She learned to empty her mind and not think about anything, so she would feel that time passed quickly. Falling into death in a blink of an eye, there is no need to bear the pain.

But today, the previous adjustment method of Bailing Bailing failed. Seeing that Liuyi couldn't clear her mind, and the experience of the day was playing in front of her eyes in a loop, she couldn't calm down at all.

Because... Although it is unsatisfactory to meet Gojo Satoru by accident, he was given a gift.Being dragged to go shopping together was the first time in her life that she was so happy, and she couldn't help but have the illusion, as if the luxury of freedom was within her reach.

So, I was a little bit reluctant to die like this.

Want to extend the day a little longer.

It's just...it's impossible.

Fukami Liuyi stared blankly at the curse spirit. Compared with her petite body, the curse spirit looked huge. As the distance continued to get closer, she could clearly see the sharp mouthpiece hidden in the long mouth. .

And because she was in a daze at this time, she didn't realize that the mantra belonging to another person was continuously emerging from her body.

The huge and aggressive mantra converged into points from the surface, and then quickly pulled out a thin line invisible to the naked eye, using Fukami Ryuki as the coordinate, connecting her with that person.

In the void, the air rippled, and the lights beside the road outlined a slender and tall figure.

"Hey, this is Gojo-sensei who sensed that Rui-chan was in danger and arrived in time. Thank you...huh?"

After seeing the situation clearly, the rosy blue eyes hidden under the white bandage suddenly widened.

Seeing that Liu Yi didn't notice the man who appeared suddenly, her eyes were a little distracted, and she slowly opened her arms towards the curse spirit like a ghost, her posture was completely undefended, as if she was actively going to die——

This was the scene that caught Gojo Satoru's eyes.

She couldn't use spells and couldn't kill the curse spirit, but when faced with danger, she didn't choose to turn around and run away.

This thought disappeared in a flash, and when Gojo Satoru came to his senses and could think clearly, he found that he had already thrown a Fahe in the past at some point.

That curse spirit is only a mere second level. Logically speaking, there is no need to use such a mass-destructive technique at all. Gojo Satoru can crush it with bare hands. Now it is purely a fuss.

The curse spirit didn't even survive the impact for even half a second, and simply turned into fly ash.

When releasing the spell, Fukami Ryui was already very close to the curse spirit, and if not done well, he would be involved, but Gojo Satoru subconsciously controlled the range of the spell while his mind was blank. , compress the Hertz into a bundle about the width of an arm.

The dazzling beam of light brushed dangerously across Fukami Ryuki's skirt, peeled off a large piece of expensive fabric, and at the same time plowed a three to four meter deep hole in the ground.

The blow was so loud that Fukami Ryuki, who was standing on the edge of the attack range, was startled awake at once. She felt vibrations under her feet, and the rubble on the ground smashed by Gojo Satoru flew wildly. Before she could retract it, she stretched out The exposed arm was scratched by the flying stones.

"Hiss..." Shen Jian Liuyi covered her hands in pain, and bright red blood overflowed from between her fingers. Immediately afterwards, she was covered in dust again, and she couldn't help lowering her head and coughing. After being stimulated, her dry eyes quickly Store up tears.

She didn't die at the hands of the curse spirit, but instead was affected by Wutiao Wu's attack that could be called nonsense, making her extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem..." Shenjian Liuyi managed to catch her breath, and called out the person's name intermittently, "Wu Jun?"

Gojo Satoru was still in the posture of invoking the spell, and after the indecent sense of the hippie smile faded from his face, at this moment he was unbelievably indifferent, with an inhuman strangeness that made Fukami Ryuki look at him with a glance. In the past, I almost didn't dare to recognize him.

Gojo Satoru didn't show the slightest reaction to her call.

"Wu Jun...?" Shenjian Liuyi hesitated, and called out again, she couldn't tell what she was feeling now, but her intuition was screaming desperately, reminding her that it was best not to get close to the man in front of her.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, she could only hear her rapid breathing, as if some invisible thing pressed down, wrapped her tightly, and kept compressing her, her limbs were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up.

"What were you doing just now, Liu Yi?" Seeing that Liu Yi was a little uneasy, Gojo Satoru finally spoke.

Unexpectedly, his voice was completely opposite to the indifference shown on the outside, as if nothing had happened, his tone was light and light, and it seemed to be slightly smiling.

Seeing that Liu Yi was not sure what he wanted to do, he finally decided to tell the truth: "I was targeted by that curse spirit, and then..."

"You didn't escape, Liuyi-chan." Gojo Satoru interrupted her, his tone was obviously too intimate, but when he saw Liuyi, he shuddered, feeling a slimy chill slipping down his spinal cord, "Why, me , I really don’t understand it very well.”

"Will Liu Yi tell me the reason?"

Regarding this, Shen Jian Liu Yi didn't think too much, and asked instead: "Is there any need to escape?"

Her expression was a little dazed, as if she was sincerely puzzled by Gojo Satoru's question.

As an NPC, the death plot is not something she can erase without going through it. She still has this professionalism-of course, this is due to the whipping of the dialog box.

Gojo Gojo paused, and then put his hand on his forehead and laughed out loud: "It's not necessary... No, no, no, the answer is unqualified, you have to call back and do it again?"

He stepped on the shadow of the light and walked towards Fukami Ryuki, with a smile on his face as usual, and he seemed to have returned to his normal appearance, but every time he took a step, the ground sank slightly.

The orange light was divided into countless fragments by the cracks spreading on the ground.

"I have always been very tolerant, so I will give Liu Yi a chance to answer again, but as a teacher, if I see someone handing in zero test papers twice in a row, I will be very distressed." Gojo Satoru Bending down, looking straight into Fukami Ryuki's eyes.

The six eyes operated automatically, collecting all the information about the girl, and moved his gaze down to Fukami Ryui's injured arm.

The blood was winding on the almost transparent white skin, the lines were messy, and the collision of red and white was very conspicuous, like graffiti written casually.

As the most powerful conjurer of the time, Gojo Satoru was not interested in art, nor was he interested in appreciating it, but at a certain moment while staring at this wound, he suddenly had a little understanding of the mentality of those artists.

Beautiful things are always fascinating.

Gojo Satoru sighed very nerve-wrackingly, grabbed Fukami Ryuki's wrist, and said distressedly to the wound, "What should I do, this is a deduction item?"

Although I don't understand this guy's brain circuit, Fukami Liuyi still couldn't help reminding: "To be precise, this is an injury he received indirectly because of Wu-jun. It's too unreasonable to deduct points or something."

"Huh, is that so?" Gojo Satoru had exaggerated surprise on his face, "Didn't I tell Liu Yi that the scoring standards are all based on my arbitrary and prejudice!"

Seeing that Liuyi wiped her face and rubbed a layer of dust on the back of her hands, she thought that she must wash herself clean later, and she didn't bother to care about Wujo Wu's domineering, so she replied indifferently as before: "Okay, Wujo What do you want to hear?"

The implication is that Wujo Wujo wants to hear what she wants to hear, she will say what she wants, and she will not step on the thunder. Seeing that Liuyi has always "indulged" Wujo Wu, she couldn't help but indulge, because the relationship between the protagonist and the cannon fodder Status has never been equal.

Gojo Satoru's smile suddenly disappeared.

It's such an eyesore again.

Unhappy, super irritable, just want to grab a few spell spirits and throw them back and forth to play, or blow up a few hills.

The killing intent in his heart almost turned into boiling magma, but Gotiao Wutiao remained calm on his face: "Will Liu Yi know what I want to hear?"

"Yes, as long as it's not too much."

"Hey, in your eyes, do you still have the standard of being too much? I thought Liu Yi was the kind of person who would never get angry no matter what!"

Fukami Liuyi glanced at him in surprise: "Why do you misunderstand me like this?"

Gojo Satoru held Fukami Ryuki's wrist, pulled the person closer to him without any trace, and said in a low voice: "Because, Ryuki is very insensitive to other people's emotions, like some kind of rare insulator. This is a taboo in the examination room, taboo, but I was very patient so I didn't directly judge you as unqualified, okay?"

Seeing Liu Yi helplessly: "It's not like what you said..."

In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly stopped.

Wait a minute, so Gojo Satoru is... angry?

After seeing Liu Yi deeply, he came to his senses. While guessing the reason, he asked tentatively: "Well, Mr. Wu, let's not talk about this, did you miss the shot just now? How about trying again?"

Didn't the curser named Xia Youjie hint that Gojo Satoru wanted to kill her?Wujo Wu must be very disappointed that she was not killed by the curse spirit, so the spell just now was probably not aimed at the curse spirit, but at her.

Gojo Satoru was so depressed because he missed the hit, shouldn't it be wrong?

Wujo Wu tilted his head: "It didn't miss, didn't I already send that cursed spirit to hell? Ah, so to speak, I did make a mistake just now, it shouldn't have let it die so easily, at least let it die Am I going to play it for 15 minutes? That's about as much entertainment value as it gets."

Shen Jian Liu Yi was very at a loss: "Hey, the attack just now was not aimed at me?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

He couldn't believe it: "How did you come to this conclusion?!"

Fukami Liuyi blinked, and said, "There was a curse master before, saying that you left an engraving on my body, and this engraving can attract curses around me. Isn't this something made specifically to kill me?"

Gojo Satoru calmly smashed the ground under his feet. He laughed and asked in a gentle tone: "Which curser? I suddenly remembered that I also have a deep friendship with the curser. It's time to visit It's over."

Very deep friendship - refers to the deep friendship of unilateral beating and beating.

Shen Jian Liu Yi: "He said his surname is Xia You..."

Before she could finish speaking, the phone that Xia Youjie threw to her suddenly rang, as if she had pinpointed the time, so Shen Jian Liu Yi handed over the phone: "The man asked me to pass this to you."

Gojo Satoru took the phone, smiled and pressed the answer button, and greeted the other end lively: "Hey, this is the most reliable teacher Gojo, if you don't want to be killed, tell me immediately, you are now Where? I promise to be merciful and let you breathe your last breath, okay?"

If one ignores the terrifying force with which he almost crushed the phone, then this sentence is barely believable.

A chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

"Good evening, Wu."

Gojo Satoru suddenly fell silent, the veins on the back of his hands tensed.

Xia Youjie leaned on the railing, looked at the night sky, and said to him leisurely: "Isn't that what your engraving is used for? Wu, idiot girls are made by scum."