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After making full preparations, Nulianglu once again found Gojo Satoru's house familiarly.

As soon as it landed on the branch of the cherry blossoms, an attack barely slashed across her side face, cutting off a bunch of blooming cherry blossoms.

"Why are you still here? Don't you want to die?" The young Liuyanzi stepped on clogs and stood by the sliding door.

Those blue pupils were covered with white snow, they were as cold and misty as gods, and they obviously had no extra emotions, but they obviously disagreed with Nura Luyi's visit again.

Faced with this strong sense of oppression, someone else would have been scared to death.

But Nulianglu was calm, she didn't feel the killing intent: "I won't be discovered by your family."

She boldly jumped in front of Gojo Wu, pulled out the wooden knife she had been carrying on her back, and raised her eyebrows with high spirits: "Don't believe me? We can compare each other. I won, and I am your ordinary friend."

Having completely inherited her father's abilities, she has taken it as her duty to develop the Nuliang Group since she was a child, and she never dares to slack off. She has long been invincible among the monsters of the same age in the Nuliang Group, and has been recognized by all the powerful factions in the Nuliang Group.

As the future third generation of the Nuragumi, she longs for strength and has never been afraid.

Because of her young age, her voice was still somewhat sweet and soft.

But this is just appearance.

Covered with a thick layer of calluses, her left hand held the handle of the wooden knife behind her back, and her light golden pupils were full of fighting spirit, just like a sharp cold knife.

With a simple opening gesture, he is already an expert in swords.

"Please let me see Gojo-kun's technique."

Gojo Satoru snorted arrogantly, feeling that the little conjurer in front of him was talking nonsense.

Her illusion has no effect at all in front of his six eyes. Could it be that she wants to hurt him just by relying on this wooden knife?

Can such a weak auxiliary conjurer become his dignified Gojo Satoru's friend?

Human beings in need of protection cannot be killed.

In order to get rid of this kind of entanglement, Gojo Satoru still arrogantly stood in the middle of the courtyard: "Let's start."

The spell can be activated at any time, and the girl's every move is watched by his six eyes, and he is confident that he can resist it.

Nu Lianglu didn't understand what Gojo Satoru's so-called "six eyes" was, so he broke out with all his strength from the beginning.

But in an instant, she narrowed the distance with Gojo Satoru, and the wooden knife in her hand formed a straight line of momentum, cutting down from Gojo Satoru's back, shaking a group of cherry blossoms that were quietly falling with the wind into the air.

But the ferocious knife could not be chopped down before it fell on Gojo Wu. As soon as Nu Lianglu sensed something was wrong, he immediately withdrew his knife and dodged Gojo Wu's attack.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, the rockery behind her was blasted into pieces of rubble.

In the blink of an eye, Nu Lianglu turned around with his strength, and quickly struck Wujo Wuxia several places with the blade of his knife, but he still couldn't make an inch.

This is his spell as a conjurer?

Nuliang Luyi also had to admit that if something like "absolute defense" can continue to operate, he is indeed qualified to be called the strongest.

Nuliang Luyi has often suffered setbacks under the hands of big monsters from all sides in the past. After quickly judging the situation between the enemy and us, he is not angry this time.

She couldn't attack Wujo Wu, but Wujo Wu couldn't beat her directly.

Nuliang Luyi, who dared to challenge his father with a wooden knife since he was a child, moved lightly like a cherry blossom petal, but every time he was able to dodge Gojo Satoru's attack, and approached Gojo Satoru who was trying to distance himself again, the wooden knife in his hand made a dull crack The empty sound, wrapped in the power of the slippery ghost, slashed at a higher speed again and again.

Compared with the spells she couldn't understand, Gojo Satoru's physical skills were mediocre.

Under the steady stream of slashes, Nuliang Luyi almost tested Gojo Satoru from head to toe with swift slashes.

Of course, Gojo Satoru's large-scale attack also caused her a lot of trouble.

Regardless of the cuts and bloody wounds cut by the spell on the arms, shoulders, and clothes, after confirming that Gojo Satoru was like a tortoise with no gaps, the wooden knife ignited a raging blue bewitching flame.

She wanted to know, could this real technique last forever?Or, can't it be torn?

The pale golden pupils stared at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru's slightly embarrassed figure was reflected in the light golden pupils.

In an instant, her "Fear" was activated.

In an instant, Wujo Gouzhi faced the overwhelming killing intent.

Obviously the person in front of him has not changed, but Gojo Satoru seems to have seen countless ghosts and ghosts pouring out of hell.

At the moment when the fighting momentum was overwhelmed, it was enough to shake Gojo Satoru's heart for a moment.

The battle of conjurers is a battle of spells, and the battle between monsters is a battle of fear.

All it takes is a wave of fear from the opponent to turn the tide of the battle.

When Gojo Satoru's thoughts froze for a moment, it was time for her to make a move.

With the end of the competition, the falling speed of the cherry blossoms returned to normal, flying unsteadily onto the tops and shoulders of the two of them.

Under the gorgeous cherry blossoms, the two stood back to back, seemingly tied.

But when you get closer, you can see that the wooden knife in Nu Lianglu's hand pierced through the unknown protective cover that blocked her for a long time, and hit Wujo Gou's back directly.

Just a little more strength is needed to take the life of the Son of God who is regarded as the lifeblood of the Wujo family.

As soon as Nu Lianglu put away the riddled wooden knife, her hands were already bloody from rubbing, and her favorite sweater turned into a blood-stained beggar's uniform riddled with holes.

Gojo Satoru showed no signs of injury, and even his clothes were as clean as ever.

But compared to Nuliang Luyi who was full of energy, staring straight at his heart and feeling a little unresponsive, he was more like a seriously injured person.

"I lost this time." The son of God is proud and proud, but he is not someone who can't afford to lose, let alone, "There will never be a next time..."

This time it was his negligence, and next time his no-lower-limit spell will never be affected by the opponent's momentum and stagnate.

Before he could recover, two hands that were still stained with blood suddenly appeared on his heart, emitting a white light, but they were blocked by the infinite spell.

"Your heart is not feeling well? I have the ability to heal, and I can help you heal." Nulianglu felt that the other party had been staring at his heart, thinking that he had hurt the other party too badly, so he didn't care about dealing with the wound on his body. She was on the high end and observed him closely, for fear of leaving any scars on his body.

Like her father Nura Koban, she has inherited the healing ability of the slippery ghost and the human Yingji.

She should be two years older than Gojo Satoru, so she should give priority to taking care of friends who are younger than herself.

The afternoon light shone on her long silver hair, brilliant but not glaring, adding a warm halo to her.

Wujo Gojo, who was not used to getting close to others, ran back to the sliding door like a cat afraid of getting wet, and then explained in a calm voice:

"I'm not hurt. You heal yourself first."

When Nu Lianglu saw him running so fast, he carefully reviewed the strength of his stroke, and after confirming that it should not have much strength, he began to activate his ability to heal himself.

After a burst of white light, except for the many holes in her clothes, all the wounds on her body had disappeared.

"Reversal technique?" At some point, Gojo Satoru, who had fled to the distance, came to Nuliang Luyi again.

There seemed to be a hundred kitten claws scratching in his heart, but his six eyes couldn't see any information.

Illusion spells, as well as boosting spells for sword fighting techniques, until now there are still spells that can heal others.

Once this news spreads in the world of conjuration, he can imagine how crazy these old guys will be. Conjurer is a profession that depends on talent and age. The person in front of him looks about his age, and he has already awakened. Conjuration, can be the main attack, support, and treatment, it can be said that he is an all-round talent.

Is it really a coincidence that such a person appeared in front of him?

"What is a reversal technique?" Nuliang Luyi tore off his tattered sleeves neatly and asked in confusion.

"Use the magic power in the form of multiplication, so that the negative ability of the magic power itself can be turned into positive energy." Gojo Wu did not expect that the person in front of him didn't even know the most basic common sense of the magic world, and he couldn't even speak smoothly. With unconcealable astonishment,

"Aren't your family magicians?"

"No." When Nulianglu thought of the group of monsters eating, drinking, drinking and playing in the Nuliang group, he couldn't help but put a smile on his face, "My family has many younger brothers, and then they take care of the territory."

Nulianglu said it conclusively. The Nuliang group is the largest monster organization in Kanto. It has 70 groups and controls more than 1 monsters (little brothers).

Gojo Satoru, who doesn't know much about the outside world, just thinks that her family members are ordinary people who are gangsters.

This seems to be a branch of the spell family that has cut off most of the inheritance?

Nu Lianglu was full of interest in new knowledge, and sat under the eaves with Gojo Satoru to communicate: "The one who didn't let me get close just now was also a spell?"

"Yeah. This is my "Unlimited Art". Gojo Satoru, who became more and more sure of the identity of the other party, stretched out his hand, "What you touched is the "infinity" between you and me. Let me demonstrate to you and stretch out my hand." "*

Nuliang Luyi also reached out his hand curiously, but found that his hand could not get closer to the opponent's hand.

"The closer you get to me, the slower your speed will be." Gojo Satoru had no expression on his face, but he was still a little more patient considering that the other party was also a talented magician.

"Really!" Nu Lianglu's eyes widened, full of admiration, but she quickly thought of another question, "Then can I choose what to contact?"

Otherwise, wouldn't life be very inconvenient?

"can."

In the next second, Gojo Satoru and Nuliang Luyi clasped their hands and fingers.

The two small hands were clasped together, and they could already clearly feel each other's body temperature.

Compared with Wujo Wu, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, Nuliang Luyi's hands are full of calluses from practicing knives, and he is in a panic.

Gojo Satoru looked at those thick cocoons, and he liked the diligent and talented conjurer more.

Nuliang Luyi often wrestled with the monsters, and he didn't feel shy when he clasped his fingers. Instead, he held his hand tighter, approached his face, and said excitedly:

"Gojo-kun, then we are friends now, right?"

She came to Kyoto specially by car and had a fight, just hoping to meet such a good-looking and powerful friend.

Her mind is very clean, like the light penetrating layers of deep houses, completely different from the hypocritical dark faces of those clansmen.

"For now..." Gojo Gojo hesitated, pursed his lips, his expression was a little complicated, but he still let his hand be held by the other party, "for now."

If she becomes like those tribesmen, boring and weak, then he will regret it.

"Okay!" Nuliang Luyi's eyes bent into two golden crescents, "We can often discuss each other in the future, and I would like to ask Gojo-kun for your advice."

Wutiao Wuxue's eyelashes drooped slightly: "I heard the movement just now, and the Wutiao clansmen are already outside the door."

Afterwards, as soon as Nu Lianglu knew that Gojo Goku had a cold personality and didn't like to contact outsiders, he immediately understood the meaning behind this sentence.

Let go of Gojo Satoru's hand, and she jumped onto the cherry blossom branch: "Then I'll go back first, see you Gojo-kun."

She also has to pack the famous Kyoto food for her grandfather, so she has to go back early.

Gojo Satoru nodded silently.

After using training as an excuse to deal with the rushing clansmen as usual, the high-ranking Miko was wearing a bathrobe, and his expressionless face looked more stern than usual.

He just asked her to use illusion to cover her tracks, and she just left?

Sure enough, he is still an idiot who doesn't know how to read words and colors!

After completing the boring training day after day again, Gojo Satoru returned to his courtyard.

He was fed up with the usual faces and sinister intentions of the clansmen, and there was no end to the endless boring days.

Before falling asleep, Gojo Satoru saw the cherry blossom trees hanging from the eaves.

Pursing his lips, Shenzi, who seldom had any complicated emotions, opened his eyes. He couldn't tell what was causing his troubles for a while, so he shook the quilt, burrowed into the warm bed, and thought about it. Turned over again.

She didn't come today.

Next time, I have to tell her that this is very rude, and before visiting the God of the Wujo family, I must at least post a greeting post to inform the master of the visit time.

No, her family is an ordinary person, and there is no invitation card, so you have to call to make an appointment first, right?