The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Chapter 17

What is the once-in-a-century "little genius with six eyes", the shrunken version of the trumpet Wujo Satoru, who can easily defeat the siege of a curse master and two curse spirits with one move.

At this moment, I understood more deeply that those exaggerated praises and descriptions in the materials of the magic world that I read in the past are indeed worthy of the name.

Some people are born to be called geniuses.

Gojo Satoru, he has the capital of arrogance.

But... I'm not saying that someone has really been full of talent for being handsome since he was a child.

I coughed, made a serious expression, and praised: "Gotiao-kun is awesome."

"Ah, it's just a small matter."

Xiao Wutiao looks calm and calm, only his blue eyes are brighter, matching with fluffy white hair, reminiscent of a proud kitten.

Cute, kind of like rua.

I restrained my itchy hands and reminded myself that the business was important: "Think about it again, what might happen later."

I am in the open and the enemy in the dark, and now we cannot let go of any clues.

After hearing my words, the white-haired little boy lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then said, "Curse spirits, many curse spirits."

My heart sank suddenly, and I couldn't help but confirm with him: "A lot?"

"Yes, a lot." Compared with my imminent enemy, the other party didn't even have any extra emotional fluctuations. He just closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, he said to me, "Strange, I didn't see those curse spirits. , I saw another big guy."

It turned out that he was looking around with his "six eyes" just now. I was overjoyed and asked him, "Can you get that guy out?"

Gojo Satoru's talent "six eyes", can see 360 ​​degrees of farsightedness regardless of obstacles, can see various traces of mantra power, and is said to be able to see through other people's spells, in short, it is a magic weapon*.

It would be great if we could use the "six eyes" to pull out and kill that disgusting special-grade curse spirit. It was just injured, so it must be easy to beat.

I thought a little excitedly.

However, Xiao Wutiao shook his head: "I can't catch it, it's breath and spell power are all around, it's too difficult to judge, and if it doesn't appear, I can't find its weakness, and it doesn't matter how many times I kill it."

It seems that there is still only one way to go.

I sighed, and all I could say was that it was expected.

My side is still mourning, but Xiao Wutiao is still very calm. He asked me: "Is this the domain where the curse spirits unfold?"

Did you guess it so easily?

I was a little surprised, but turned to think of the other party's "six eyes", and thought it was not strange.

"Yes, it's a domain of super magic spirits," I looked at Xiao Wutiao and told him seriously, "According to my judgment, its ability is to create specific scenes based on people's memories or other things. Now, we Right in the little world you created after being tricked."

I thought I would at least get a surprised little look, but the other party just said "Oh" indifferently.

He raised his head and looked at me intently for a while, then suddenly said, "I seem to have seen you before."

"...Ah, you discovered all of this, as expected of Wutiao-kun."

Although the situation is not optimistic, I was still amused, and I reached out to pinch his face, but I was avoided as expected, so I could only say regretfully: "I didn't lie to you, before I came here, I still I asked a guy named Gojo Satoru to eat ice cream."

Xiao Wutiao looked at me silently, apparently not believing it.

"Well, I admit that I have not become his girlfriend yet, but I am confident that this day will not be long."

I shrugged my shoulders and told him calmly, then bent down and looked at him, and said, "Gojo Satoru, you have grown up a long time ago, so tall that your coat can cover my legs, If you don't believe me, look at me...on..."

The conversation stopped suddenly, and I saw my clothes, a light blue kimono with delicate embroidery on the edge.

When did I change my clothes?Where is Gojo Satoru's high school uniform jacket?

This place also comes with a one-key change function?

"It's the family crest of the Wutiao family." The white-haired Xiao Wutiao rolled up my cuff and pointed to the pattern on it. "There is an extra bamboo here, which is my own pattern."

Me: ... what stuff?

"So, you are not my girlfriend." On the other end, the young lady who was pulling my sleeve put down her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly at me, and concluded, "You are my maid."

Me: ...This setting is very good, as expected of you, Gojo Satoru :)

In the corner of the empty courtyard, facing the proud and confident little face in front of me, I squeezed out a sentence: "If I can go out, the delicious, super-sized, ice cream... are gone."

Please eat your hair!Five crumbs!

If you want to live a decent life, you have to bear a little anger.

I swallowed my complaints, and endured the humiliation to bring the topic back: "Didn't you say that many curse spirits will come in a while? How long will it take?"

It is obviously impossible to restore the memory for the time being. I don't know what the opportunity is. Judging from the current meager information, I can only guess that it is intense stimulation and danger.

And these are currently not available.

Instead of worrying about these, let's concentrate on dealing with the wave of curse spirits that will come at any time.

The so-called Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, this time, without waiting for Wutiao Wu to say anything, a few curse spirits that fell from the courtyard wall directly answered my question with actions.

Then there are familiar recipes and familiar tastes, and they are served with a wave of bento.

In front of the dissipating black fog, the situation seemed clear, but my intuition told me that it was not good.

If the enemy comes head-on, don't be afraid. I believe Wujo Satoru can deal with it, but the attack that is so easily deciphered makes people feel uncertain.

Things are definitely not that simple.This is the domain where super magic spirits develop, this is its world, its home field, and it has absolute authority.

When the fifth wave of curse spirits was killed, I had a bad guess in my mind.

These seemingly vulnerable curse spirits were eliminated in front of Wujo Wu like cutting melons, but I can see that their strength is gradually becoming stronger and their number is also increasing.

That special curse spirit who was injured hidden in the dark should be testing the waters.It is likely to be observing and testing Wujo Satoru's combat power after he shrinks, and then recharge his energy, wait for the opportunity, and make a big move.For example, although the young Gojo Satoru does look very strong, as long as he is exhausted in a war of attrition, the success rate of the sneak attack will be greatly improved.

Facts have proved that good spirits do not work bad spirits, and the battle begins here. It is really a war of attrition.

Mantra spirits survive on mana power, and mana power can be regenerated.With the passage of time, more and more curse spirits appeared, all of which proved that the strength of that super curse spirit was also recovering.

The worst situation in the world is that the enemy is slowly recovering blood, but our side continues to lose blood.

Until the clouds in the sky were dyed crimson, killing another wave of difficult curse spirits, I squatted down halfway, wiped off the blood on the white-haired boy's face, and saw the blood oozing from his forehead. Fine cold sweat.

You can't ask, you can't be timid. In the field, these invincible spell spirits can't appear out of thin air. Each of them is consuming the magic power of super magic spirits. Now it depends on who can persist until the other party reveals its flaws first .

I have never hated my own weakness so much as I do now. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say anything.

"broken."

The boy blinked, and a drop of blood slipped from his thick eyelashes, hitting the light gray slate brick like a dark red tear.He was obviously tired, but his little back was still straight.

"what?"

I whispered back.

"Little rabbit, it's broken."

The boy opened his hand, and in the palm lay a broken straw bunny.

"...It's okay, I'll make another one for you," I forced myself to show the most gentle smile, and told him, "In the future, I will make many, many more for Mr. Wutiao, besides the little rabbit, I will also make little grasshopper and Butterfly, I made it all up for you, it doesn’t matter how many are broken.”

"we have a deal."

Blue eyes as beautiful as the sky looked at me.

"we have a deal."

I nodded vigorously.

Fighting stops, the enemy is resting, and we are also hurrying to rest.Before the next wave of attacks came, the white-haired Xiao Wutiao suddenly pointed to the window of his room in the distance, and said to me: "I always feel that I have experienced a similar scene, but you are not standing here now, but there."

In order to confirm his words, he thought about it again, and then said: "Although you can't see your face clearly, she is wearing the blue kimono you are wearing."

"This is an illusion born from your memory."

The beautiful kimono on my body has long been unrecognizable during the battle. In order to facilitate the movement and prevent it from being lost, I am carefully retying the remaining belt: "Maybe I just happened to take someone's place."

"No, it's you, not someone else, and I won't make a mistake."

Xiao Wutiao patted his clothes, not caring about the dirt on them, before I could reply, he interrupted: "Here we come."

So all the problems were put aside, and it was a new battle.

The speed of time passing was horribly slow. The enemies were like cockroaches that couldn’t be killed. One wave after another was killed. The boy’s attack never showed any flaws. He not only had to protect himself, but also kept distracting to help me.

Gradually, the smell of anxiety in the air became more and more intense, and the invisible low pressure made people's heart palpitate.

I struggled to avoid the attacks around me, knowing that the most critical moment was coming.

The young body and my drag bottle seriously lowered Wujo Wu's ability, and he was the first to show his flaws.

The moment I got rid of a curse spirit again, I was shocked to see the young body beside me stagger.

not good!

The alarm bell in my heart rang wildly, and almost at the moment Gojo Satoru staggered, I saw a humanoid curse spirit with torn clothes appearing behind him out of thin air.

The long and sharp nails stabbed down, drawing a cold light in the air.

The time was infinitely stretched, and for a short moment, I felt like I was thinking a lot, but I didn't seem to think about anything.In short, by the time I realized it, I had already hugged that thin little body in my arms.

The bright red liquid sprayed out from the chest cavity, dyeing the white hair as beautiful as ice and snow in his arms. I saw the young Gojo Satoru looked up at me in a daze, trying to smile at him.

"Five Enlightenment..."

I lost my strength and fell to the side uncontrollably. I wanted to touch his head to comfort him, but my fingertips only left a few glaring bloodstains on his face.

The white-haired boy caught me, and tried to press the wound in my chest with a pair of small hands. Unfortunately, I suffered a penetrating wound, blocking this side and that side did not help at all.

The really dangerous wound didn't hurt at all, the blood was draining rapidly, and I just felt getting colder and colder.

Before I could speak, I looked into those blue eyes I loved the most, and told him very lightly, "Wake up, Gojo Satoru."

Wake up and avenge me, I know you'll be fine.

The curse spirit laughed sharply beside me, and I saw the boy's eyes were gradually shrouded in thick fog in my words.

"do not die……"

He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare that he couldn't break free from, his beautiful blue eyes trembled violently, and he murmured: "Don't disappear..."

"Don't disappear, Tao."

In the dark, somewhere in the world, there is a dull sound. Some kind of power is trying to clear the thick fog bit by bit. It is a very difficult thing. Whenever it is about to succeed, It will be wrapped back by the powerful fog, but fortunately, after going through all kinds of hardships, it finally did it.

A little sunlight broke through the fog and shone in.

Just a little sunlight, but for the current situation, it is enough.

The young boy disappeared, replaced by a tall and straight familiar boy.

As my consciousness wandered, I felt a hand reach out to my face and stroke it gently.