After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

Matsushiro Kazuki didn't come up in one breath, his blood pressure went up.

What the hell is this all talking about.

He has worked hard on missions for more than ten years, and even rushed back from Hawaii after leaving the mission world. Is it just to enter the mission world and hear Gojo Satoru say youjump, Ijump?

If this is really on the Titanic, there is no need to wait for the ship to hit an iceberg and sink.

He's going to push Gojo Goku into the sea now.

"Gojo Satoru," Matsushiro Kazuki gritted his teeth angrily, "Go feed the sharks!"

What he said was inexplicable and inexplicable.

However, Gojo Satoru miraculously got his brain waves, and replied without raising his head: "If I were JACK, you would be Rose."

Matsushiro Kazuki was angry, and he didn't care about Gojo Satoru comparing him to a socialite girl who was about to escape from marriage: "Then what are you going to do next? Pull me into the sea and die in love?"

"The next step..." Gojo Satoru's voice was ambiguous, but his answer was crisp and clear, "The next step should be painting nude photos, right?"

Kazuki Matsushiro... Kazuki Matsushiro really couldn't breathe this time and was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

APTX4869 laughed electronically in his mind. The artificial intelligence system of the General Administration always emulates in such inappropriate places. After a while of electronically, the system issued a series of low alarm sounds as if it was lying on its knees.

Matsushiro Kazuki: 【...you laugh again and I will feed you to the sharks when I go back. 】

The system shut down instantly, and said in a low voice, daring to be angry but not to speak: 【Then before feeding the sharks, can I give you Wujou's nude photos in the system space? 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: ...

"Gojo Wu," he became angry and stretched out a hand to press Gojo Wu's forehead, "do you still want face?"

[Laughing to death,] APTX4869 added fuel to the flames beside him, [He will die in front of you, face is nothing. 】

Kazuki Matsushiro was reminded by him, and his blood pressure suddenly rose a lot. After giving himself a sigh of relief: 【What's your business?can you shut up 】

[Shut up now, shut up now,] This petty eye at the textbook level of the broken system, before shutting up, he added a sentence, [I shut up anyway, but Wu Tiaowu's mouth didn't shut up. 】

——Right now Kazuki Matsushiro is still biting on Kazuki's collarbone.

His bite can be said to be solid.

There was little skin and flesh covering the collarbone, and Gojo Satoru specially traced the outline of the bone to bite. With one bite, Kazuki Matsushiro could clearly feel several sharp fangs sinking into the skin.

Wujo Wu's two canine teeth that were not obvious when he opened his mouth really hurt when he bit someone, but he didn't just bite, but twisted his flesh and spoke indistinctly, enunciating words indistinctly up and down.

An extremely ambiguous posture was made by him like a vampire preparing to eat.

Kazuki Matsushiro felt that it wouldn't be surprising if he directly pierced his aorta with those two canine teeth in the next second to take a bite.

Where did you learn this.

Before the vampire bites, he knows to numb the prey so that he does not feel pain. Unlike Wujo Satoru, it is really raw.

In this posture, from the collarbone bitten by Gojo Satoru, to the fingertips touching his forehead, to the eyelids covered under the eyelashes at the ends of his hair, everything was burning uncontrollably, urging He quickly released himself from the position.

Kazuki Matsushiro was made uncomfortable by the unplanned heat, and felt that Gojo Satoru's tone and movements didn't seem like he was going to jump into the sea to die for love, as if he wanted to kill him directly in his own hands.

"Are you still grinding your teeth?" Kazuki Matsushiro couldn't push his head away, his whole body was trapped under the quilt and he couldn't move, "Can you let go?"

"No," Gojo Gojo refused as if he was waiting for his words, and he even grabbed his shoulders aggressively.

Matsushiro Kazuki shrank subconsciously, but Gojo Satoru's hand on his shoulder went up a little bit, caressing his neck straight up, moving up inch by inch along the collarbone.Forced him to look back to expose the most vulnerable arteries and throat: "Unless you promise me, I will not easily go forward to die for anyone in the future."

In this position, Kazuki Matsushiro was forced to raise his head in discomfort, unable to see Gojo Satoru's expression clearly, all he could see was the empty ceiling and the screen window hung by the balcony after being blown up by the wind, he was angry and funny for a while .

What is he in Gojo Satoru's heart?Have you seen an ultimate saint who saves one?

Or is it the Ksitigarbha who sacrifices life and forgets death if the hell is not empty and does not become a Buddha?

Does he have such a sparkling relic temperament all over his body?

"You don't need to tell me that I won't have nothing to do and die, okay?" Matsushiro Kazuki took a deep breath, "Do you think I'm mentally sick and looking for death?"

Gojo Satoru silently pressed the hand that was still on his back to the newly grown piece of flesh that had just been healed by the nitrous oxide.

Matsushiro Kazuki: "...This time it was an accident."

When he saw the curse spirit, he wanted to turn around and leave. If he didn't find that the curse spirit was staring at him later, and even involved two children in the end, he wouldn't have become what he is now.

"Didn't I send you the location?" He added resentfully, "Next time, the next time I see the curse spirit, I will send you the coordinates immediately and then turn around and run, okay?"

"You said it," Wujo Satoru was always full of unpredictable rigor and seriousness in such strange things, but after getting his promise, he actually let go, and said very solemnly, "Let's go down!" bondage."

Matsushiro Kazuki:? ? ?

As for? As for? As for?

"Gojo Wu, are you okay?" He couldn't help but want to shake Wujo Wu's shoulders, to see if he could hear the sound of the waves crashing on the shore in his head, "You want to be restrained for this shit?"

"Restraint means that you can't put yourself in danger in the future," Wujo Wu said with a stubborn and serious look in his eyes, "Those who tell lies will swallow a thousand needles."

Matsushiro Kazuki: "...The one who breaks his promise might as well drink a thousand tons of water?"

He suggested sincerely: "I really think the water in your mind must be controlled."

"Well," Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear to it, and began to mobilize the spell power of his body without hesitation, "Then it's settled, the one who breaks his promise swallows a thousand needles."

The invisible mantra formed a circle and began to cycle back and forth between the two of them. The binding conditions were confirmed, and the invisible mantra flickered with blue light a few times.

Matsushiro Kazuki: "..."

Matsushiro Kazuki couldn't hold back: "Even if I really break my promise and have nothing to do, this bondage is meaningful to a dead person?"

If you are dead, you are still afraid of a thousand needles?

"Of course it's not you," Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, "I'm talking about restraint, if you put yourself in danger for others next time."

He said slowly, "I'll just swallow a thousand needles."

"You can't bear it, right?" Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest awareness of what shocking words he had said, and still spoke slowly, with a surprisingly serious expression on his face, "Restraints ignore no limit, every time you put yourself in Once in danger, this restraint will be activated once."

"A thousand needles, a thousand tons of water, whatever you want." His eyes were serious, but his tone was indifferent. "Anyway, this bondage is like this. You can put forward any conditions you want. Before the bondage is confirmed, you can return it now." In time."

"Gojo Satoru!" Kazuki Matsushiro's scalp was numb from his indifferent tone, "Are you crazy?"

Facing his fury, Gojo Satoru said unhurriedly, "No."

"I've always been like this, you just never saw it," he even smiled, "Conjurers are crazy."

God damn conjurers are crazy.

Matsushiro Kazuki was about to explode, but Gojo Satoru was still there calmly, sticking to the side of his face like a teaser, twirling the tip of his tongue with the tip of his teeth like a white snake spitting out a letter: "Now, do you regret what happened more than ten years ago? Did you save me?"

As soon as these words came out, Matsushiro Kazuki buzzed in his head, and he was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born.

Why, if he really regretted it now, would Gojo Satoru have to commit suicide on the spot and pay him with his life in front of him?

He blurted out without thinking: "Wujo Wu, please clear my mind."

Kazuki Matsushiro looked like a shrike whose feathers exploded in an instant, with all the feathers standing on end.

This is worrying about him.

Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back, the smile on his face deepened a little, and his tone seemed aggrieved: "Isn't this very good?"

What's the matter?

Kazuki Matsushiro struggled to give him a kick.

Wujo Gou tilted his head: "As long as you are in danger, I can immediately feel that you are in danger, and you don't have to send others a location like this time."

As he was talking, he suddenly added excitedly as if inspired: "We can even establish a bondage that allows us to perceive where the other party is at all times."

"This bondage is two-way." The mana around him that was always ready to form the bondage also sensed the master's excitement. As he spoke, the light-colored blue light continued to flash, and the list of supplementary clauses in the bondage continued to expand. "I can always know where you are, and you can always feel my position."

Gojo Satoru is serious.

Kazuki Matsushiro's scalp was numb, and a gust of cold air rushed from his back along the position of his fingertips. He couldn't help but turned to the side as if wanting to escape: "Gojo Satoru, are you sick?"

He wished he could tear open this man's brain to see what was inside: "If your brain is not suitable, you can go and treat it. Treat it and recover sooner."

"You didn't hit the point." The spell that formed the bond was still flickering, Gojo Satoru grabbed him and fired a big map cannon, "Conjurers are sick."

The heart was beating violently with the master's restless mood, and Kazuki Matsushiro felt that he might suffer from a heart attack and cerebral hemorrhage at any time.

"Impossible," he rebuffed straight away, "I will never agree to this kind of restraint."

"Okay," Gojo Satoru could only wrap his fingers around him aggrievedly, ignoring Kazuki Matsushiro's violently heaving chest, and whispered regretfully, "then there will be no real-time location constraints."

Matsushiro Kazuki felt that he was about to overbreath and turn over this meeting, and every word and sentence was squeezed out of his throat: "Cancel the previous one for me too."

"The one in front... can't," Wujou paused, and the halo of mana around his body became brighter, as if the bondage was about to be formed, "I can promise you anything, but not this one."

Something was wrong, Kazuki Matsushiro suddenly rang the alarm in his heart.

This is a unilateral bondage that can be accomplished as long as one of the bound parties acknowledges it.

Just like the disclosure of a spell, in order to complete it, there is no need for the other end of the bondage to acknowledge it.

This restraint did not require his consent.

The mantra became bands, wrapping around the two of them like water, the shimmering blue brilliance seemed to be crushed stars falling in the Milky Way, and then, slowly returned to silence.

ended.

He is now an ordinary person, who can only see the magic power but cannot feel its existence at all.

So, now he can't feel whether this bondage really exists on him.

Kazuki Matsushiro's mind was in a mess, and he could hardly come up with a complete thought.

Gojo Satoru was still entangled with his fingers dejectedly: "Actually, I think the constraints of positioning are okay? Why don't you agree?"

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

He had to admit that there was a one-in-a-thousandth of a moment when he really wanted to jump out of bed and fight Gojo Satoru.

I don't know if this Lao Shizi will directly believe that his life is in danger when he sees an ordinary person fighting with a magician when he is restrained.

Gojo Satoru, who had been making a fuss for over an hour after getting off the restraints, finally calmed down.

The two of them are now lying on a messy bed. On Kazuki Matsushiro's collarbone, there are two clear tooth marks like five enlightened dogs, and there are some red marks on his neck where he was pressed when he couldn't control his emotions. .

If the clothes were not in good condition, just looking at this scene, whoever told me that something just happened here would have to be believed.

Kazuki Matsushiro really wanted to pull Gojo Satoru out of Mortal Kombat: "The restraint is off, and the goal has been achieved. What you just said, you agree to everything, right?"

He let out a long breath and shook the strap on his wrist: "Untie this thing first."