Coquettish six eyes are the best life

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Gojo Satoru walked out of the forest in the direction where the magic ball was launched, his white hair stood up high in the air under the push of the blindfold, and the legendary six eyes were hidden under the blindfold.

"Stand there obediently and be defeated by me, brat."

'Little Ghost' Kamo Tsurumi has been observing his blindfold since he appeared, and he is not to be outdone at this time:

"No, the white broom head."

Gojo Satoru was obviously taken aback, and pointed to his nose in disbelief and asked, "White broom head? Me?"

"Don't like it? Then, the toilet brush?" Kamo Tsurumi also walked towards him, looking at him provocatively, with an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be quite interesting," Gojo Wu said with cross veins on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Smelly, little, ghost."

Following Gojo Satoru's words, a second ball of magic power condensed five centimeters in front of his chest, which was even worse than the one just now, and the magic power contained in it could instantly exorcise a second-level spell spirit.

Kamo Tsuru saw his legs spread back and forth, his body slightly bent forward, his right hand was resting on the hilt of the knife, ready to draw the knife at any time, his nerves were tense, he stared at Gojo Satoru's movements, and he did not forget to tease him: "The violator is out."

"Thanks for your reminder--"

Before the words were finished, the magic power ball shot towards Kamo Tsurumi like an arrow from a bow, and its momentum of breaking the wind forced the lake to surge, clamoring for its own power.

I saw Kamo Tsurumi pulling out the sword with a backhand at a speed not inferior to the magic power ball, and the back of the sword faced him to block in front of him.

The blade collided with the magic ball and sparked, and the silent magic power of the blade was awakened.

The newly awakened beast and the provocateur bit each other, and the momentum generated caused Kamo Tsurumi to take a step back tremblingly with his feet rooted in the ground.

The hand holding the knife was shaking.

His eyes dimmed, and the spiritual power in his hand overflowed from the handle of the knife, instantly enveloping the blade and the spell power around it, and using the blade as the point of force, he swallowed the ball of spell power like a glutton.

The pressure under the knife then eased, the hand no longer trembled, and the mana ball succumbed to the overbearing spiritual power.

The Taidao was held in the backhand and lifted up, pushing the magic ball with ease, and the magic ball changed direction and rushed back at the same speed.

The direction when it came - Gojo Satoru raised his hand to gather a ball, but suddenly felt bad, his upper body suddenly fell to the left, and he will avoid the "going home" magic ball.

The magic ball was not affected, and it plunged into the forest in a straight line, pierced through the giant trees one after another, smashed through the body of the second-level Pokémon, and finally fell to the ground.

Mingming, who was fighting Xia Youjie, took the opportunity to cut the curse spirit with an axe, and successfully scored a point.

Xia Youjie caught a glimpse of several pierced trees out of the corner of his eye, thinking he was unlucky enough to summon the next Pokémon.

Wu Wu, this guy releases water as soon as he releases water, why is he the one who suffers!

Gojo Satoru of 'Release Water' didn't expect that he wanted to take back the magic power in the ball, but an unknown force wrapped around the ball prevented him from controlling his own magic power, and even he could only dodge in embarrassment.

"What, what is this?" He became curious and couldn't help asking, "Is it a knife? Or you?"

Kamo Tsurumi switched the knife to the other hand, raised his right hand and put it on the lower eyelid of his right eye, and pressed down gently, while opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue.

He ignored Wujo Wu, turned around and left after making a grimace, and only paid attention to Wujo Wu who was hung up because of his curiosity.

……

"Tell me quickly," Gojo Satoru followed Kamo Tsurumi's ass every step of the way, poking left and right to bother him, "Or I'll hit you and say it? Is it okay? Can you say it?"

Seeing what he said, Kamo Tsuru stopped, looked back at him, and said, "You can try it, broomstick."

"Hey, don't call me a broom, you're not handsome at all." Wujo Satoru followed him step by step, "My surname is Wujo, Wujo, Go, jo!"

Of course he knew.

Kamo Tsurumi's anger before the game has long dissipated, and now he only feels that Gojo Satoru is like a child, an arrogant child who makes people want to step on his feet.

"The name broom head is also very handsome, Master Wu."

"Yeah, this title is very good, keep it."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his six eyes slightly under the goggles, quietly raised his hand to point at the defenseless neck covered by black hair in front of his eyes.

The knife in his hand slashed at Kamo Tsurumi fiercely, he was still hoarse in the wind, his ears moved, his right leg took a step back and squatted down, pretending to pick up something that fell on the ground.

"There seems to be something on the ground," Kamo Tsurumi picked up something from the ground and held it tightly in his palm, held it up to Gojo Satoru, and asked him, "Satoru wants to guess what it is?"

Gojo Gosho, who was not attacked, stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and pretended nothing happened. He deliberately bent down to match Kamo Tsurumi's height and said, "Okay, then I guess it's a stone."

His actions were clear at a glance, Kamo Tsurumi seemed to have an unknown fire in his heart again, but he was still smiling.

While Gojo Satoru bent down, Kamo Tsurumi adjusted the knife in his left hand. The blade cut through Gojo Satoru, but he also squatted down to dodge it, and then the tip of the knife stabbed at his knee.

With strength in his calf, Goto Wutiao jumped onto the branch in the air, turned around and opened his mouth.

Before he could make the first sound, the person standing below waved his right hand, and a white light rushed towards him.

"Bubu~ I guessed wrong, it's the leaves."

Wu Tiao Wu, who was stepping on the branch, used his toes hard, jumped back and lost the support of the branch, put his hand on the branch, turned around in a circle, and stepped on the branch again.

"It's so dangerous!" He patted his chest hypocritically, and exhaled, "I really don't intend to sue..."

"Shh-"

The tachi that was held by Kamo Tsurumi just now appeared in front of Gojo Satoru, the point of the sword was facing the pupil.

Never expecting that he would give up his weapon so easily, Gojo Satoru's heart stopped for a moment.

"Ding-crack."

The Taidao was blocked by the No Lower Limit spell, made a crisp sound, lost control and fell to the ground.

Thinking of the rule limiting the power of the spell, the spell with no lower limit only lasted for less than a second, Gojo Satoru said again:

"I say……"

"Shhhh-"

Being interrupted again, he simply jumped off the branch to avoid those few leaves.

"Can't I let Lao Tzu say a word?"

Gojo Satoru stood beside the Taidao, hooked up the blade with the back of his foot, grasped the handle of the sword, and handed it to Kamo Tsurumi.

He also took it naturally, as if the surprise attack just now didn't happen, and wiped the tip of the knife carefully with spiritual power, "You tell me."

"Let's make an exchange, I'll let you go first, you take this matter," Gojo Satoru pointed to the spiritual power in his hand, "—tell me, how about it?"

Letting him go "first" and then catching him the next second is not a violation.

The Taidao regained its brilliance under the infiltration of spiritual power, Kamo Tsurumi erected the blade to check and confirmed that it was intact, and then replied him.

"You can beat me to the ground and force me to speak, or you can beat me to the ground and put away your curiosity. Which one do you choose?"

He threw out two choices to mislead Gojo Satoru, let him focus on the immediate battle, and buy time for Angeji.

"You brat really dare to say that."

Of course, Gojo Satoru chose the first one, he raised his leg and kicked the sword suddenly, and then stepped on it with his foot after the sword fell to the ground, not giving him another chance to hold the sword, squatting down quickly to gather strength and rushing towards Kamo Tsurumi.

Kamo Tsurumi's sword was knocked down without being impatient, his body fell backwards, and he kicked away from Gojo Satoru with his hind legs.

His back was pressed against the tree trunk, and he dodged to the side to avoid Wu's sudden advance, and then jumped up the tree.

Gojo Satoru anticipated his actions, rushed to the tree, stopped immediately, and kicked the trunk with a spell.

Before landing, Kamo Tsuru spotted the third-level curse spirit hidden behind a tree not far away with his sharp eyes.

The curse spirit didn't stop Gojo Satoru, he attached the magic power to his right hand, put the curse spirit's head on it and pushed it aside to hit the ground.

The poor third-level curse spirit was wiped out by the flying disaster, and it screamed to make the background soundtrack for the two chasing each other.

……

The strongest is indeed the strongest, and Kamo Tsurumi was caught by Gojo Satoru before chasing him far.

Mistake, should not have long hair.

Half of his long hair was held by Gojo Satoru against a tree with a diameter of two meters, Kamo Tsurumi thought so when he felt his scalp was about to explode.

In order to relieve the pain in his scalp, he could only clasp Gojo Satoru's arms with both hands, propping up his body a little.

"I didn't notice just now, so the brat's eyes are red." Gojo Satoru leaned in front of him and talked to himself, rubbing his chin with his left hand thoughtfully, "It's pretty good-looking, but not as good-looking as mine."

Kamo Tsurumi was being carried by him, the pain made the corners of his eyes flushed, tears swirled in his eye sockets, he tried hard to keep his eyes wide open, and he was still talking, "It hurts, broom."

"Wow, I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry," Gojo Satoru tilted his head with interest, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Come on, come on, cry out, maybe I will consider letting you go."

"You bastard."

Kamo Tsurumi wanted to kick him, but this man was not only tall, but his hands were too long, and he was good at hiding, so he couldn't kick him no matter what.

"You are really weak, even weaker than you look."

Gojo Satoru started teasing him again after provoking him, wanting to see him cry.

"Cry and cry."

However, the nails that had been dug into Gojo Satoru's arms loosened, and the little strength supporting his body was also removed. Kamo Tsurumi seemed to give up resistance.

This scene fell into Wujo Wu's eyes, he shook the hair in his hands up and down, changed his previous appearance, and said without interest: "I'm giving up now."

Kamo Tsurumi's eyelids were forced to follow the scalp, and the strange red pupils hidden underneath seemed to be burning with flames. The eyes were stimulated again, and tears finally flowed from the corners of the eyes.

He opened his lips lightly, and the words with spiritual power spread throughout the forest.

——"The Lion King!"

The Taidao that was still lying on the spot on the other side vibrated violently, rising horizontally out of thin air, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the direction from which the sound came.

"What? Simba?"

Gojo Satoru couldn't figure it out, but the crisis line in his head broke in an instant, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

The Taidao drenched in spiritual power drove straight in, "suddenly" passing through the edge of Wujo Wu's face, bringing out a trace of blood and inserting it into the giant tree.

"Varied,"

Gojo Satoru's words stuck in his throat, and he saw a third hand appearing on the handle of the knife.

If Taoshan Tao was present, he would definitely recognize this person.

'Lian''s blond hair was tied to the left side of the brain by a white ball, and a feather of an unknown creature was inserted into the white ball. He was dressed in black and also wore a 'scarf', which seemed to be integrated with the black cloud decoration on his shoulder.

He stood parallel to the ground on the tree trunk, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, pulled out the tachi without a moment's pause, and slashed directly to cut off Kamo Tsurumi's hair.

Gojo Satoru jumped to avoid the swung Taidao, wiped the blood from his left cheek, and looked excitedly at the Taidao that he stepped on not long ago when he became a human.

Kamo Tsurumi landed safely and was protected by the Lion King. He wiped away his tears with his sleeves, his eyes were red from the rubbing of the cloth, and he sneered and said:

"Don't draw conclusions too early."