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"That's right, enjoy my performance next."

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, then aimed his gaze at Zenyuan Naoya, who was still unconscious, and struck a spell with his fingers.

"Uh~" the blond young man snorted, his swollen eyes struggled for a long time before opening a gap with difficulty.

"Looks like he's awake."

There was a lazy male voice in front of him. He looked subconsciously, but his head was so painful that it was about to explode, and his vision was as blurred as if dozens of layers of filters were blurred. Zenyuan Naoya shook his head vigorously to barely recognize out of each other.

"Wu Jun?"

The moment he saw Wujo Satoru clearly, he caught the figure beside him from the corner of his sight, and his chaotic brain immediately jumped out of the memory before coma.

"..."

Chanyuan Naoya's expression changed drastically, and he was anxious to check his injuries, only to realize his current situation with this movement.

What the hell is this?

Looking at the chains that bound him and the talisman-like paper pasted on it, Chanyuan Naoya's pupils quivered instantly.

"Relax, your injury has been taken care of. As for whether you can still use it in the future...well, it's up to you to verify it yourself."

Just as his mind was full of "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?", the indifferent voice came from the front again.

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

Although, he really wanted to verify right away as he said, after all, it was related to the integrity and dignity of a man's life.

but……

Looking at the surrounding environment, Zenyuan Naoya took a deep breath, "Wu Jun, what do you mean?"

"?" Wujo Gou tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

"At this point, why do you have to pretend to be a fool?" Chanyuan Naoya sneered, his gaze shot straight at the girl beside Wujo Wu like a sharp arrow with a cold light.

"Or do you still want to continue to protect her? Do you know what her existence means?"

No matter what unknown creature she is, or a human being with special abilities, her existence undoubtedly broke the cognition and pattern of the magic world.

Just imagine, if she is not a special case, there will suddenly be a group of people with special abilities in the world, then conjurers will no longer be the only ones, and people who have other choices will not rely too much on them. The authority of the magician will also be greatly reduced, even if it will not be completely taken back, it will inevitably be affected.

This point, whether it is him or the senior management of the director department, is absolutely not allowed.

Calmly expounding his thoughts, Zenyuan Naoya looked at Gojo Satoru sharply, "Although things have really come to that point, we can only admit defeat under the general trend, but we know the layout in advance to deal with it, and we are forced to rush. Wu-jun should not understand the difference in defense, right?"

"Of course, it's also possible that her existence is special, just this one example, but so what? Who can guarantee that some people with good intentions will not make a fuss about her? When the magic world is messed up, who will be responsible? You?"

Speaking of this, Zenyuan Naoya took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Wu Jun, don't forget that you are not just a magician, you are also the head of the Wutiao family, don't forget your position!"

After the words fell, the scene fell into a long silence.

The smile on Gojo Satoru's face disappeared, and he stared at the other party for a while, and when the latter started to break out in a cold sweat from his aura, he sneered and opened his mouth slowly.

"First of all, don't call me Wu Jun, I'm not familiar with you."

"Secondly, before I start questioning your purpose, you dare to speak nonsense with your eyes open, and pour dirty water on my students in front of me, curse the teacher——you are really brave."

Talking nonsense with your eyes open?Splash dirty water?who?him?

Zenyuan Naozai didn't expect that at this time, the other party would even pretend to be stupid for him. He gritted his teeth and was about to say something when he suddenly noticed a blind spot.

Um?and many more!

What did the other party call him just now?

Curse Master?Who is the Curse Master?Who did the curser say?

Zenyuan Naozai's pupils trembled, "Wu Jun, you, what are you talking about? What curse master? I am Zenyuan Naozai."

"Oh? After pouring dirty water on my lovely students, you're going to pretend to be another curse master? Why are you still acting as a curse master after so many dramas? Just make your debut, maybe you can become a hit."

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

what is this?Am I passing myself off?

It was the first time he encountered this kind of thing, he was completely mad, "They say that I am not a curse master, I am Naoya Zenyuan, only people with long eyes can see this kind of thing?"

"Well, you're right, anyone with eyes can see—"

"Then you still..."

Before he finished speaking, Wutiaowu Laoshen said the following.

"You can't say that you and Zenyuan Naoya are exactly the same, only that they have nothing to do with each other."

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

"Huh? Why? Unconvinced?" Seemingly seeing his madness and anger, Gojo Satoru sighed, "I really don't want to give up until I reach the Yellow River, since that's the case—"

His eyes turned around the students behind him, and finally fell on the indifferent Fu Heihui, "Hui, give him a mirror, let him take a good look at his face, and see where he is from How dare you pretend to be Zenyuan Naozai with such a big face?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

So before coming here, he specially stuffed a mirror for him, was this the moment he was waiting for?

All I can say is, Teacher Wutiao, you deserve to be you.

The boy with the head of a sea urchin held the mirror in front of the impotent and furious Zenyuan Naoya with compassionate eyes.

A face with a blue nose and a swollen face comparable to a pig's head caught off guard and broke into the latter's sight.

"Ah, what the hell is this?" Frightened by the sudden visual impact, Chanyuan Naoya let out a scream, and subconsciously leaned back, but because of the excessive movement, even the person and the chair were overturned to the ground.

Seeing the blond young man who was in a hurry and trying to get up, Fu Heihui's eyes became more pitiful.

Ah, he knew it would be like this.

I hope that after these two lessons, he can have a longer memory.

It's good to mess with anyone, but don't mess with Tiandao Future, because behind her stands Wujo Wu who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.Together, the power of these two people is absolutely comparable to nuclear weapons. If you don't have an extremely strong heart and strength, you will definitely not be able to withstand the pretensions of these two people.

"It's the first time I saw someone say that I'm a ghost, it's really eye-opening, right Future Sauce?"

"Although this is true, Mr. Wutiao, don't say it directly like this, it will damage his self-esteem. After all, it's not his fault to be ugly, and he doesn't want to." Tiandao Future persuaded him sincerely. Dao, with that sincere appearance, those who didn't know it thought that Zenyuan Naoya's pig-headed face had nothing to do with her.

"Future sauce, you are so kind. This guy slandered you so much just now. You don't blame him, but he still speaks for him. Teacher, I am really touched." Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly wiped Tears that don't exist in the corners of my eyes.

"Wherever it is, it's all taught by Mr. Wutiao."

"Future sauce is too modest..."

Looking at the two people admiring each other, and then looking at Zenyuan Naoya who has stopped trying to turn over like a turtle and is staring at them with flaming eyes.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Look, grab the bamboo shoots!They all said don't mess with these two people, isn't it good to live?

"Did you do it on purpose?" Zenyuan Naoya, who couldn't stand it anymore, roared angrily with veins throbbing on his forehead.

"?" Wujo Wu tilted his head and looked at him, "What's on purpose? Don't slander us, you curse master, and I didn't make you fall. Can you blame me if you can't get up?"

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

Who told him this, and—

"How many times do I have to say it, I'm not a curse master, I'm not." He roared, his neck was bulging with blue veins because he was so emotional.

"If you're not a curse master, then who is it? Zenyuan Naozai? No way? No way? No way, you still don't give up trying to impersonate him, do you?"

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

Enough!

His lungs were about to explode, but perhaps because his anger had reached its peak, he calmed down instead.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Gojo Satoru laughed, "I should be the one asking you this question. You, a curse master, don't want to be your gutter mouse. You sneaked into the high school and dared to attack my students without saying anything. What do you think? What are you doing?"

So he can't take off the hat of Curse Master, right?

Zenyuan Naoya took a deep breath, and just about to say something, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

wait.

The other party repeatedly emphasized his status as a "curser", so it must be a mistake to keep him here, right?

If he judges others by himself, there is a high probability that he will make the same choice in the position of the other party. After all, only the dead can keep secrets in this world.

With this thought, Zenyuan Naoya's expression instantly became terrified, and when he looked at Gojo Satoru who was smiling across the way, it was as if he was looking at some scourge.

"I won't reveal what happened today. She seriously injured me, regardless of whether there are... sequelae." Chanyuan Naoya tried his best to control his expression, not to make himself look so hideous, and then continued: "I You can ignore it, just pretend that I have never been here."

Although he was full of anger and unwillingness, wishing to tear everyone in front of him to pieces, for the sake of his own life, Chanyuan Naoya still uttered the last sentence with difficulty.

"If you are not at ease, I can set up a 'shackle'. "

His voice fell, and the room was filled with silence.

After waiting for a while without waiting for the other party's reply, his heart gradually sank, thinking that they were not satisfied with this, and had already made up their minds to kill him.

Gojo Satoru, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly touched his nose and smiled shyly, "Huh? How embarrassing is that?"

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

Get a face!