Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

The Gojo family deserves to be the Gojo family. Even in this period when the high-level Wujo family was slaughtered by Wujo Satoru due to the curse, and no one survived, and the Yusan family was in chaos, countless people were watching every move of the Gojo family. When the news was urgent, the Wujo family was still The people were assigned, and the holy relic was brought back two days later.

It was half a broken bone flute.

After asking what to do next with the remaining pages of the "book", Gojo Satoru strung the bone flute with a red string and put it around Alice's neck that day.

The moment the bone flute was affixed with the elf dress, Alice in the consciousness space immediately felt that her body was about to be full, and the huge magic power with nowhere to find a gap seemed to be staring at a big hungry wolf. In that bone flute.

The young girl's small body was lifted up by the invisible strong wind, and the tyrannical magic power disrupted the space, stirring up huge ripples.

Under Gojo Satoru's "six eyes", he witnessed the enormous power contained in Alice's small body.

And those forces are like raging torrents, jumping over the sluice crazily and merging into the vast sea.

Even Gojo Satoru couldn't help raising his hand to block the strong air waves blowing over him.

Fortunately, he ordered others not to approach no matter what they heard.

Gojo Satoru thought casually.There is no lower limit and non-stop operation, blocking the violent power flow.

With such a powerful formation, the still bone flute was lifted into the air by the violent air current, making a trembling hum.

"Kakaka."

Subtle shattering sounds resounded in the room where the strong wind howled.

Wujo Wujo's eyes were slightly cold, watching the red rope he prepared for Alice was crushed into powder by the force of twisting.

The magic power that keeps pouring in turns into an invisible rope that binds the bone flute, connecting Alice and itself in series, making it impossible to separate.

"Tsk."

Is one relic not enough?

If I had known, I would have asked more about that piece of paper and collected all the holy relics.

The broken pages of the "book" that Wujo Wu carried in his pocket and sensed the other party's thoughts: "..."

Do you think the holy relic is Chinese cabbage?

Even if there are a thousand ancient cultural relics in front of you, there will never be more than two items that can eventually match the magic power savings.

It's a pity that Gojo Satoru couldn't hear the "book"'s slander, and all his current attention was on Alice.

Looking at the bone flute that started to crack, Gojo Satoru pressed the tip of his tongue against the root of his teeth, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand hanging down, his fingers moved slightly, ready to catch someone at any time.

It's just that the bone flute he imagined was shattered because of the unbearable power, but the scene where Alice's power went berserk did not appear.

When the cracks are all over its dusty flute body, and the twisted air waves blow, after years of honing, the dusty bone flute on the cage reveals its original appearance.

The emerald green contains daisy, and the jade-like crystal clear flute body is exposed in the air.

It turns out that this bone flute has another hidden secret. The gray and simple appearance of the bone is actually to hide the gorgeous body of the flute, which is known as the crystal bone!

"This is probably the Emperor of Europe."

It is actually the best "magic device"!

In the space of consciousness, Alice felt the calming of the magic power, and her body began to pull her consciousness, and laughed: "See you later, Wu."

Dika had already pulled out of consciousness and disappeared into the space. The only remaining Alice also closed her eyes, allowing her consciousness to be pulled back into the little girl's body.

In the outside world, Gojo Satoru caught the falling Alice, and watched the other party regain some rosy color, no longer a single pale face, and the big stone in his heart temporarily fell to the ground.

He bent down, his forehead touched Alice's warm forehead through the soft broken hair, and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air from his thin lips.

"That's great... wake up quickly, little love."

Feeling Alice's steady breathing, Gojo Satoru carefully carried Alice back to the bed in his room, covered the quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed by himself, staring at Alice without blinking, looking forward to waiting Alice would be the first to see him when she woke up.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Wu Cang's blue pupils were stained with a few streaks of red blood, and the blue and black eyes became thicker.

He stared at Alice who was still asleep, feeling a little uneasy gradually rising in his heart.

"Buzz-"

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Gojo Satoru frowned, took out the phone, looked at the caller, said "tsk", and picked up the phone, his hoarse and magnetic voice was full of threats: "You better have something Urgent matter."

The elder Wutiao on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and faced the other pairs of eyes that were staring at the meeting room, he said bravely, "Patriarch, regarding the reform of the magic world, those who are dissatisfied have been suppressed in the past two days. I am afraid that you still need to come over and take a look at the operation and replacement of the next."

No way, no one wants to touch Gojo Satoru's brow when he is still mad.

When the elders of Wutiao's family knew that Wutiao Wutiao had enlightened and wiped out the double-faced Su Nuo, the king of curses, and directly wiped out the high-level officials, they forcibly imprisoned the leader of Panxing Sect and the defected super curse master Xia Youjie in the sealed room. The first thing they did when they arrived at the Gojo family was to announce that they would lead a series of feats in the magic world. They have not closed their eyes since the day of the Shibuya Incident.

Now a group of old men have been up for five or six days, and they spend more than half an hour of sleep intermittently every day to deal with matters in the magic world, which is not easy.

When it comes to the implementation of reforms in the magic world, Wujo Wu frowned even more heavily: "Didn't you tell Principal Ye Moth to read the document first after planning it?"

Since junior high school, he has hated Zhenglun the most, and this kind of planning and reform methods are even more troublesome.

Great Elder: "...Principal Ye Moth is still dealing with the remaining diehards in the upper echelon. I'm afraid I don't have the time."

This is a must for him to go there.

Gojo Satoru, who understands this, glanced at Alice who was still sleeping, and took a deep breath: "Okay, you wait for me, I'll be here in a few minutes."

After speaking, Gojo Satoru hung up the phone neatly.

He stood up, his legs were a little numb because of the achievement of maintaining a posture.

A reversal technique passed, and the numbness disappeared.

Gojo Satoru pressed his phalanx, and the crisp bone sound echoed in the silent room.

After loosening his muscles and bones, Gojo Satoru leaned over, kissed the corner of Alice's mouth like a dragonfly, and said softly, "Wait for me to come back."

He turned his back and didn't notice that after he turned around, Alice's slightly trembling eyelashes seemed to be a sign of waking up...

—— Digression——

Night Moth (the hand that called the police is about to move): Wu, you, you really don't even let the children go!

Da Zai (booing is not a big deal): Good!Pass it on, Wujo Wutiao is true!

Uncle (folding arms): Heh, who said I'm dead, I'm not dead yet.Wait for me to do it again, the main body will go into battle!