The strongest spell binding milk wants to change jobs every day

The sudden explosion directly injured Ron Suo and Ji Di Zang.Although according to common sense, ordinary attacks do not do much damage to them, especially the rope.

However, the exploding mobile phone seemed to be injected with magic power.That bombing almost didn't blow up the rope back to the happy hometown.

The mantra and heat wave flames merged into one, and they cut off the head of the rope.With this level of accuracy, if he hadn't known that Gojo Satoru and those people were really not here, Ronso would have suspected that the flame was a spell.

But even so, it was very difficult for Yansuo to avoid the fragments and flames from the explosion in a small space. He sacrificed his long blue hair and put on a skull, and even his body was tattered and scorched everywhere. the gap.

If it weren't for the property of the real person's shell, as long as the shape of the soul is maintained, it can be restored to its original state. At this time, Ling Suo might only be able to escape from the ruins by rolling.

Lisuo touched the gap in his head, and almost cut his brain in half.

Brainstorm: ...It's a little cold without a quilt.

Not to mention Jizo.

He himself is a real monster, and ordinary people's physical attacks are effective against him, let alone explosions.

With such a large forehead on top of his head, half of it was directly cut off by this close-range explosion.

The blood-red eyes set on the forehead were trembling, and they were carefully shrunk on the remaining half of the head, for fear of turning themselves away.

The two miserable villains who lost their skulls looked at each other, doubting their lives.None of them knew whether they were worthy of being a sinister and cunning villain.

They just said that this chain of events cannot be done by Wujo Wu's six eyes, right?

That guy shouldn't have that IQ, right? !

If Gojo Satoru really was, they could only say such a good talent, it would be a pity not to be a villain.

Yan Suo and Ji Di Zang climbed up from the ruins, ready to change to another place to continue discussing big plans.After all, such a big explosion will definitely attract many annoying humans.

If you're not careful, it's easy to attract Gojo Satoru and the others.

The two guys sorted out their clothes in the bombed-out house, trying their best to be a villain.

After taking care of it, he calmly pushed open the iron door, which was only halfway down.

The dilapidated door fell down, and they stepped out of the room immediately.It still seems to have a calm and unruffled aura.

pattern, atmosphere.

only……

In the small room they were in, the water pipes and circuits were severely damaged by the bombing, and the exposed pipes were leaking water... As soon as Li Suo and Ji Dizang came out of the ruins, they were slapped on the head and washed thoroughly.

Just now they were burned by the flames, and now they were poured with ice water, which can be said to be extremely exciting, and the water was poured directly into their unrecovered skulls.

Soak your brains in water, new ice cream.

Coincidentally, the curse spirits and little monsters who were still waiting for their boss to come out also stood outside obediently with their broken bodies.

They saw the predicament of Yansuo and Jidizang clearly.The mantra, who was good at printing snapshots, took two photos of this scene that looked like a famous painting of the century.

Yan Suo: ...the brain hurts.

Ksitigarbha: ...

Ji Dizang looked at Yan Suodao, "Your subordinates' brains are nothing more than that."

羂索: ...

On this side, Yansuo and Jidi lost all face while hiding in the double sky of ice and fire. On the other side, the atmosphere of Gojo Wu and his party was also very tense, and it could be said that swords were on the verge of breaking out.

The reason lies in the boiling pot in front of his eyes.

Bai Xue smiled, holding a plate in her hand with a few balls of pink and tender things inside, "Which pot should I put in?"

At this moment, the students of the college and Nakahara Chuya and the others successfully split into two groups, the spicy eating group and the non-spicy eating group, pointing to the other group's pot, and sincerely said, "Put them in the pot inside!"

"It's okay, you don't have to be so modest." Bai Xue looked at the pot, then at the plate in her hand, and said softly, "There are six kinds of pot bottoms in total, and I have seven brain tweeds on my side, one for each pot, and there are still leftovers. One, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, a pot of pig brains was poured into the boiling bottom of the pot.

College students:! !

Help!

The bottom of the pot is dirty!

Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai also stared at the brains floating in the bottom of various pots, and swallowed hard, "Who actually ordered this brain?"

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, whistled, and looked aside indifferently.

Bai Xue looked at Wutiao Maomao, smiled and put the last ball of brains into the bottom of the pot in front of Wutiao Wu, "Mr. Wutiao, I will give you all the extra brains."

Gojo Satoru:! !

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The group of them was not so leisurely at first, they simply divided into three groups and wandered around the mall, trying to catch this big fish.

However, Gojo Satoru, Shirayuki, Nakahara Nakaya and Yoshino Nakaya in women's costumes wandered around for a long time, but they didn't meet Katsuo, but they met ordinary people who were being persecuted by little monsters.

The unlucky ordinary man had just been beaten up by a little monster, then snatched the phone, cut off his finger, stuffed it into the trash can, and called for help in an inaudible voice.

After Bai Xue heard it, she swiped for a cure first, and then a few people helped and dragged him out of the trash can.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stomped his foot on the ground, "Tsk, this way always reminds me of an annoying guy."

"Why, has Mr. Dazai tried this method of suicide?" Bai Xue instantly understood.

Nakahara Chuya said, "That guy used to go in seven or eight times a month!"

And every time he calls to ask him to dig through the garbage!Later, that guy Osamu Dazai went to the Armed Detective Agency, and it was that White Tiger who was in charge of picking up trash.

"Tsk, there are guys who cause trouble everywhere." Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked on the lying trash can, and said with an unhappy expression.

The half skirt of Nagasaki Briarina he was wearing raised a small corner, exposing his strong calves.

The unlucky one had a subtle look in his eyes, and then he whispered, "I didn't want to go into the trash can by myself! I was stuffed into the trash can by a demon!"

"It was stuffed in?"

"The Mafia will never handle things in this way. Is someone venting their personal grievances here?" Zhong Yuan said with one hand in his pocket, "You should call the police."

It's still daytime, not the time for their mafia to maintain order.He doesn't care about this kind of thing right now, calling the police is the most effective way.

Mr. Unlucky doesn't trust Nakahara Chuya very much. After all, who is a decent man wearing women's clothes?

Looking at the strange gaze of the unlucky man, Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly realized that he was still wearing a skirt, his expression changed several times, and finally he said, "What are you looking at! Have you never seen someone wearing a skirt?!"

Mr. Unlucky: ...I've never seen a big guy in women's clothing so confident.

Zhong Yuanzhong has always been a good young man. Although he was looked at with strange eyes, he still cared about the safety of others. "You don't know who beat you, so you just call the police. What are you doing?"

"Let me be honest, I know what stuffed me into the trash can." The unlucky man looked puzzled, "But I told you that I'm afraid you won't believe me."

"It's okay, sir, can you tell me first?"

"A bluish-grey monster stuffed me in. It even beat me up..."

After the unlucky guy explained the matter clearly, Gojo Satoru and Bai Xue looked at each other and made up their minds.Although they pretended to be various Central Plains Zhongye teams, it was just to confuse the public.

They were also sure that it was impossible for Ling Suo to be deceived so easily.But being able to play tricks for a while is a temporary thing, and doing so can at least distract Shen Suo a little bit.

However, with photos, it would be boring to be spotted too quickly.It is best to avoid things like taking high-definition photos with mobile phones.

After the unlucky guy was appeased, he was picked up by the assistant supervisor called by Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru and the others found the little monster holding his mobile phone in a corner of the shopping mall.

Bai Xue looked at the monster who was obviously illiterate, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.It's good to be illiterate, good to be uneducated, how deceptive this little monster is!

Bai Xue pulled Wujo Wu's sleeves, and quietly told Wujo Wu about her plan.

Gojo Satoru nodded with a grin, stepped forward a few steps and began to fool the little monster.

Nakahara Nakaya stood behind, watching the little monster being fooled by what Gojo Satoru learned from Bai Xue, his face was still full of confidence, and his expression gradually froze.

High school women are terrible!

No wonder Sister Hongye said never to mess with a woman!

The fooled little monster went to find the offline.

Nakahara also received a call from Osamu Dazai, "Hello? What's the matter with you?"

On the other end of the phone: "Chuya, I saw a Corgi just now, it looks like you—"

"Mackerel, do you deserve a beating?!"

"Oh? No, it's mainly because it's too boring, and I don't even have a kind woman here..."

Osamu Dazai on the phone complained and sighed, and asked casually, "Where is the little dwarf?"

"I'm watching monsters being fooled into fools..."

"Oh?! It's so interesting, I want to see it too!"

The phone hung up, and within a few minutes, Dazai Osamu ran over with the knotweed and the bulge.Nakahara Chuya didn't even know how Dazai knew he was here.

Osamu Dazai looked at those little monsters who were still learning how to take pictures, but were actually taking selfies, their smiles were as sinister as Bai Xue's.

"Ah, this phone can't save the photos even if it's taken—"

The little monster raised his head instantly, "What do you mean?"

"This phone is short of stuff. So I can't take pictures." Dazai Osamu bent down with a smile, "Give it to me first, I'll adjust it for you, and the photos you take can be saved—"

Osamu Dazai asks for the phones, installing tiny bombs inside each case.

Baixue watched his movements, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Yansuo and Jijizang.That is to say, when they met this group of guys who were all black, wouldn't they be set off as weak and helpless little white flowers?

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai's movements, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Tsk, insidious guy."

Bai Xue echoed, "Isn't it, Ren Suo looks so pitiful..."

Five cats also came over, "Wow, it's so dark——"

"Yes." Bai Xue sighed, turned around and pulled her cat to inject some magic power into the miniature bomb.

Wutiao Maomao even thought for a while to condense the spell power into a blade shape, and then wipe off the residue of the spell power on it.

Nakahara Chuya: ...you have no right to speak of others.