The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 127

At twelve o'clock sharp, the exchange meeting officially began.

The two screens showed the contestants from the two schools. As they continued to divide their troops, new screens lit up in front of Sasuke's eyes, ensuring that every student's figure was projected in front of everyone.

The six students from the Tokyo High School soon split into two groups, while the Kyoto High School, except for Aoi Todo, who acted alone at the beginning, did not completely disperse, but kept exchanging positions, and gradually pulled out. A big net.

Although the attitude of Leyan Temple Jiashen shows that he seems to have changed a little bit, realizing that some people in the association are not outright "humanists", his attitude towards curses is still tough.

For example, he still asks his students to wait for the opportunity to kill Su Nuo's container, so as to kill the danger in the cradle.

"Is this a strategy?" Gojo Gojo asked coolly. On the screen, Katsuhiro Hirohito was surrounded by students from a high school in Kyoto in an open space, and the killing intent was clearly seen even through the screen.

"It's safer to break down one by one." The old man replied calmly. The surprise and hatred shown under the gate torii had disappeared behind the face full of time traces, leaving only objective and rational comments on the surface. .

The white-haired conjurer snorted, "It's boring, if you have this kind of thought, you might as well think about something else."

Sasuke glanced at the time.

Twelve thirty.

Gojo Satoru bowed his waist at the front, staring at the screen with his head up.

Megumi Fuguro used a clever joint technique to temporarily repel Kamo Kenji. Gojo Satoru remembered that Sasuke also used this trick when he first fought him; No, then he jumped up, grabbed Miwa Kasumi's wrist, and folded it casually, and the long samurai|sword was already placed at the throat of the blue-haired conjurer; Tang Kui was also very calm when fighting, but his expression looked a little strange for some reason...

Everyone has grown a lot, when he knows it or doesn't know it.

Gojo Satoru propped his chin up and smiled, An Geji glanced at him, and whispered beside him: "You actually have such an expression."

What kind of expression?

Wujo Satoru thinks, is it for the students, or for Sasuke?

The sight of the black-haired ninja in perception still stays on the screen in front of him, and the outside world is as calm as ever. Like every ordinary day, the magic power flows in the air, outlines various items, and returns these information to his brain.

But that's about to change.

Curse spirits, curse masters, associations, ordinary people, as well as Sasuke and him.

Just as he thought of this, the remaining talisman paper on the wall suddenly burst into flames, and after a few seconds, only a scorched black mark remained.

Before An Geji could get out of the monitoring room, she was shocked by the development of the situation and stopped in place.

She originally wanted to bring back Milunka who was stunned by Zenyuan Maki's palm-there are more than a dozen curses left in the forest. Although the level is not high, it is still very dangerous for unconscious people.

Gojo Satoru yawned next to her, stood up and stretched his wrists and neck. He didn't seem nervous or worried about the students, but rather excited.

However, this man looks like the sky is falling without blinking, An Geji thought.

"Sasuke, come with me," the white-haired conjurer tilted his head and said, "and grandpa, don't lie on the chair, move around a bit, there are guests coming."

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"The first purpose of the invasion is to use Gojo Satoru to test the [tent]." The blue-haired curse spirit said, shaking its feet.

Gojo Satoru pretended to be running on the eaves, Sasuke slowed down his speed, and kept a constant distance from him, one behind the other, the dark tent unfolded in an arc shape in the distant sky, as if a splash of ink was poured on the invisible cover, Tick ​​tock trickling down.

But in fact, in Sasuke's eyes—Gojo Satoru must be able to see it too—the speed of mantra building is faster than what he can see visually, unless Gojo Satoru teleports there now, at this speed, halfway through running Already done.

So when they stopped, everyone was stopped on the outside of the tent.

The white-haired conjurer curiously reached out to touch it, and a string of sparks exploded from the pitch-black tent, knocking Gojo Satoru's hand away, leaving a scorched burn mark on the man's skin.

Sasuke frowned, and soon saw that the wound healed quickly and disappeared under the effect of the reversal technique.

This is a [account] with restrictions, at the cost of everyone being able to come and go freely, restricting the entry of Gojo Satoru himself.

"This doesn't seem to be able to stop you," Gojo Satoru lowered his voice, and leaned into Sasuke's ear and said, "Do you want to go in?"

He happened to block Sasuke, and the black-haired boy stretched out his hand to caress the dark barrier in front of him. His palm encountered some obstacles, but finally penetrated through it—this was probably because Sasuke had five spells of enlightenment in his body, but Sasuke In essence, it is not a shikigami subordinate to Gojo Satoru, but because of an independent individual.

The real person didn't intend to stop him.

The hot air exhaled by the conjurer hit Sasuke's ears, causing a slight tremor. Angeji talked to Rakuganji Kashin with a solemn expression, and turned to call him impatiently: "Gojo, what are you talking about?" What? Can't both of you get in?"

"Diva and grandpa go in first, *" Gojo Satoru didn't notice what Sasuke was doing wrong, he straightened up, and lazily snapped his fingers, "I'll be right there."

An Geji and Leyan Temple entered the tent, while Gojo Satoru pulled off the blindfold and marveled at the barrier: "It seems a bit laborious, do you think I should let you in?"

It should be more than just "a little laborious".

He slammed a piece of sky casually, and the tent didn't move at all.

"I can go in, but there's no need to let them know," Sasuke said, his expression unchanged, and he didn't give anyone a chance to see that his ears were red just now, "Didn't it be agreed, the shadow | body is already around there gone."

Gojo Satoru blinked, and recalled for a while: "It seems that I said so... then please, but I don't think that Hana Yu is very strong. If they cooperate well, it will take half an hour and an hour. It shouldn't be a problem..."

Sasuke's figure disappeared into the tent.

The white-haired conjurer smiled while staring at the place where the ninja disappeared, stretched his waist, cracked his knuckles, and made another gesture in front of him.

The dark red mana gathered and gathered at his fingertips, and was finally compressed into a pea-sized mana ball, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

"Then let's go up a level," the conjurer licked the corner of his mouth, showing an excited smile, "Spell reversal, heh."

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Qing Shuiyan walked quietly on the patrol route designated by the high commissioner.

As always, he was wearing a well-fitting suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was neatly done with pomade. He looked like a gold-collar worker working in a high-end office building, rather than a precarious auxiliary supervisor.

He was a little curious and a little excited—this route happened to pass through what those people said was the place where Gojo Satoru conspired to overthrow the association's secrets.

There is no doubt that Shimizu Shingo brought him up, so he has also deeply imprinted the other party's brand on him: he believes in Shimizu Shingo's philosophy, agrees with Shimizu Shingo's path, doubts Shimizu Shingo's death, and is also very concerned about his later life. The suicide note that was found was convinced.

It was indeed his grandfather's handwriting that he had been familiar with since he was a child.

"...I feel that time is running out. There seems to be a conspiracy brewing in the magic world. The shadow is gradually approaching, but I can't stop it. Looking around, Xiuwu needs to protect the family and cannot be involved in it. The rest of the people don't know whether they can be trusted. Only I entrust this matter to you—my grandson, to maintain the stability of the magic world, at all costs..."

"...Yusuo and I share the same goals. He has lived overseas for many years and has nothing to do with the magic world. You can trust him..."

That's why he took the initiative to apply and came to Tokyo High School.

Gojo Satoru is collecting clues from many people in the magic world. His shikigami is a curse spirit with the ability to control people's minds. He once said unceremoniously that the association should not exist long ago...

Qing Shuiyan thought, his grandfather had protected him for so many years, but now he couldn't get close to Gojo Satoru—the other party didn't even take off the blindfold, and there was always a mocking smile on his face. The honest man put him in an irrelevant position, and then smiled wryly when he intended to inquire about some important news, "I don't know either, Supervisor Shimizu, Mr. Gojo never said these things—even the news was obtained through various channels." collected in a variety of ways.

[On the day of the exchange meeting, I will find a way to get people to sneak into the high school, and they will take away the materials that Gojo Satoru intends to hide, about super magic spirits, about controlling people's hearts, and about making the entire magic world fall into his hands Things, please cover for them. If Uchiha Sasuke is sent by Gojo Satoru, he must let him leave a handle so that the association has a reason to exorcise the curse. 】

He saw two strange conjurers, a man and a woman.

"Takumi Kubozuka." "Manami Suda." The two reported their names with indifferent expressions, as if they were very unwilling to come here.

Qing Shuiyan pushed down his glasses, nodded silently, and led them to the inconspicuous small building.

After passing a narrow staircase, they stood in front of an iron door covered with runes.

"The triple seal needs to be unlocked with three different spells." Qing Shuiyan said calmly, his palms were slightly moist, and the dim candlelight danced on the wall, pulling their shadows into weird shapes, silently on the wall The upper twist is changing.

He only has 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, his patrol route will coincide with another person, and the things in the room must be removed before that.

"Get out of the way," Manami Suda pulled him aside with bright red nail polish fingers, "don't get in the way."

Qing Shuiyan felt a little uncomfortable.

Ron Suo speaks politely, are his subordinates really like this?

But he is just a low-level auxiliary supervisor. Although he has access to a lot of information, he is powerless in actual operations. He can only look at others with jealousy and inferiority, and use an elite appearance to cover up his inner incompetence.

The seal on the door was easily broken.

"It's nothing." The blond female curser curled her lips, "I'm completely fine by myself."

Another person pushed the door and walked in, a hot and tyrannical mantra swept the entire space a few seconds later, making Qing Shuiyan's forehead feel sweaty.

Gojo Satoru really hid a super magic spirit!Did the curse spirit he reported to the association not escape, but was secretly detained?What is he trying to do?There is already a super curse spirit as shikigami, do you want to raise the curse spirit like that super curse master, and cultivate it into another force of your own?

The grandfather was not wrong, and neither was he. Once the association finds out about this, both Gojo Satoru and his equally disgusting shikigami will be punished as they should.

Qing Shuiyan's fingers trembled with excitement and fear. He watched the two people chat with the mantra spirit, glanced at him, and walked over side by side.

"Thank you," Kubozuka said with a strange expression, "We'll be leaving soon."

"Is there nothing else in here?" Qing Shuiyan wanted to go in and take a look, "What are you going to do next?"

"Let's talk about this kind of thing later," said Manami Suda impatiently, "I don't want to stay here for a second, let alone hold the magic spirit."

"Human beings, be respectful." A little magma spewed out from the volcano head, "Since only one person takes me away, I can kill you, so you don't have to take me with you."

Why does this curse spirit have such a domineering attitude?Shouldn't Yan Suo also hate curse spirits?

Before Qing Shuiyan had time to think about it, a voice he had only heard once or twice, but he was familiar with suddenly sounded.

"You might as well stay here."

The black-haired and red-eyed Shikigami held a thin and sharp Tang knife, against the light, and looked over calmly from the door.

"... Sasuke Uchiha." The cold sweat on Qingshuiyan's back soaked through his shirt.He still remembers the scene of the flashing knife resting on his neck, as well as the cold and piercing eyes of this humanoid curse spirit.

How did he come so quickly?

"You're too early," said another voice.

...?

"Leihu, I should tell them not to break the seal on your mouth," the black-haired shikigami said lightly, Qing Shuiyan felt that the development of the situation seemed to be different from what he imagined, "so I can't talk to Gojo Satoru explain."

Leak?Uchiha Sasuke knows the name of this curse spirit?They know each other?

"Are you... in collusion?" He opened his mouth with difficulty, feeling his mind was in a mess, "So Gojo Satoru was taken advantage of by you, or..." Or is it that Ren Suo is actually not a good person, but his grandfather...

He has provided so much information to Resuo...

"Pfft."

His chest felt cold.

A cold light came out from his chest.

"It's just an auxiliary supervisor," Kuwazuka Carpenter smiled at Qing Shuiyan, who was desperately turning his head, "What are you doing acting like an elite, it just so happens that you also know something you shouldn't know, so just die."

Manami Suda avoided it in disgust: "Don't splash blood on me."

Although Leuhu only had one head, his spell power was recovering rapidly after leaving the sealing room. Now he said to Sasuke in a good mood, "That's all right, he can't say anything."

The black-haired Shikigami looked at Qingshuiyan struggling on the ground calmly for a while, moved his wrist, and deflected a subtle angle with the Tang Dao, which was as thin as a cicada's wings and had no blade.

"Leave one more person for me," he even chuckled, Tang Dao casually pointed at Kuwazuka Carpenter, "That's all you need to do, then I've completed the order of 'chasing intruders'."

"Hey, you guy..."

"It's up to you," Leu Hu said, "Woman, quickly take me out of the high school, I'm about to vomit!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Kuwazuka Carpenter was nailed to the ground and let out a suffocating scream.

"Aren't you going?" Sasuke Uchiha leaned on the knife and looked up casually, "I don't mind killing one more."