"Awake?"
My brain was groggy.
I just feel that everything in front of me has a strange halo, which is very dazzling.
It turned out that everything before the coma was not my hallucination. I tried to move, but found that my hands were firmly tied behind my back.
like a prisoner.
No, I am a prisoner.
The positioning function of the system can only last for one month, and because of my luck and certain unwillingness to admit it, I did not continue to spend the favorability points after the expiration of one month to let the system help me lock Wutiaowu and Xia Youjie at any time. .
It is only natural that it has been found now.
How would the world of conjuration treat a traitor?
Even if I didn't know it originally, I have been in the black market with Shir for more than a month, and after contacting a few curse masters, I have heard some rumors.
When I looked up, there were yellow spells everywhere. I was like a prey stuck in the middle of the spider web. My whole body was weak, and most of my strength was suppressed by the shackles on my wrists.
This should be the place where the curse world is dedicated to imprisoning the curser who is about to be executed.
Just can't get out of this door.
Even at this critical moment, I couldn't help staring at Gojo Satoru's white hair for a while.
As if noticing my inattention, Gojo Satoru suddenly reached out and pinched my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.
The blue was more dazzling than the flames, and I closed my eyes subconsciously.
"Hey."
"Don't tell me that I haven't seen you for two months, and you'll forget who I am."
It turned out that Wujo Wu was like this when he was talking seriously.
Not very cold, but with an innate condescension that stems from the arrogance and arrogance of self-confidence in strength.
Sounds a little unfamiliar.
I was used to his long, smiling voice in my ear, like a coquettish cat.
Instead of being like I am now, I seem to have really become a shady mouse that he plays with his palms.
Now that all the cover is uncovered, I have nowhere to hide, but to be captured.
"Are you scared?"
Gojo Satoru suddenly raised his voice.
I was startled and shook my head subconsciously.
"Then why are you shaking?"
Gojo Satoru approached me and held my shoulder impatiently.
"Why are you shaking, you're actually afraid of me?"
He looked more and more irritable, no longer as calm as he had been at the beginning.
In fact, I don't know what I'm shaking, and it's not completely fearful.
——Probably just didn’t expect that he would be bound here by Gojo Satoru in the end.
I thought I could at least maintain a little decency in front of them.
But it's so weird to say that.
So I could only shake my head: "No, Gojo-kun."
Hearing this title, the hand on my shoulder suddenly froze.
Gojo Satoru glanced at me with an indescribable expression. Although I hoped that I was wrong, there seemed to be a bit of injury in it.
"What did you call me?" Gojo Satoru spoke slowly, gnashing his teeth.
I blinked slowly and repeated it.
"Wujiu-kun."
Wutiaowu stopped talking, he stood quietly, and I had better patience than him, just sitting there with my head down.
The atmosphere was solemn, and Gojo Satoru seemed to be angry.
But it seems inappropriate for me to call him "Enlightenment" as if nothing happened.
I blinked blankly, and subconsciously squeezed my fingers.
I don't know how long it took, Wujo Satoru suddenly turned his head without saying a word.
"Bang."
He slammed the door and walked away.
I sat down on the chair with my head down.
This may soon be my gallows.
"I'm sorry." I
knew Gojo Satoru couldn't hear it, but I still said it softly.
The transparent liquid fell from my eye sockets and fell on the light gray ground, fainting out small water spots.
Really bad.
We obviously used to be close, fighting side by side, and we could deliver our lives without reservation.
But I am now your captive.
- How bad you are.
Satoru, you should be more cruel to me.
Since you are going to execute me, please don't give me hope.
Wutiaowu's face was ugly, and the air pressure on his body was so low that he was so frightened that Wutiao's servants who saw him on the road didn't even dare to lift their heads, so they hurriedly bowed and retired.
There was only a certain unlucky bastard, with a face on the verge of weeping but no tears, and tremblingly stood in front of Gojo Satoru who was striding out.
"Patriarch."
He lowered his head as much as possible, hid his face, and held the invitation in front of the other party.
Gojo Satoru didn't pay attention to it at first. He swiped the invitation post in a bad mood, but when he saw the words on it, he suddenly changed his original mind.
"Let them in."
Ten minutes later, several spellcasters from the Supervision Department of the Magic World walked slowly into the gate of Gojo's house.
It was Wujo Satoru who promised to see them, but when he did see them, the uncle seemed extremely impatient.
"Is something wrong?"
The sorcerer who faced the anger was stunned.
He himself is also from the Kamo family, one of the three imperial families. He has been pampered since he was a child, and he has a temperament of a young master. Seeing this, he couldn't help but want to speak sarcastically.
As a result, a subordinate who knew his character quickly pulled his sleeve.
Seeing his subordinates wink at him frantically, he suppressed his anger, but he still seemed neither yin nor yang when he opened his mouth.
"I heard that Patriarch Gojo, you took over the quest to kill China Shikano."
Gojo Satoru had a look of "you said, I'm not listening", and he did not know where to find a grape-flavored lollipop, and then slowly Tun Tun to remove the candy paper.
Kamo Kangze's face froze, and he watched Gojo Satoru as if he didn't pay any attention to him. He leisurely put the candy in his mouth, and then began to let it go.
"..."
He closed his eyes and continued to question strongly.
"It is said that you brought an unidentified woman into Gojo's house an hour ago..."
But before Kamo Yasawa could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Gojo Satoru.
"Oh, so it's none of your business."
"Why, I have to report to you when I bring someone home?"
"When will it be your turn to take care of my
affairs ." full.
Although they knew they couldn't beat it, the other people present more or less felt that their fists were hardened.
"Finished? I'll leave after that." Wujou Wu seemed to just want to be annoyed with them, and Shi Shiran stood up after speaking.
"see a visitor out."
He reached out to dust off the non-existent dust on his shoulders, put his hands in the pockets of his uniform, and walked out condescendingly.
Just as the two passed by, Kamo Kangze suddenly said sharply, as if he couldn't bear it any longer.
"She first plotted against the super-class, murdered and defected, and then colluded with the trash of the Chanyuan family, fighting against the world of magic every day." "She
has long been guilty of great evil..."
Kamo Yasuo moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything. half a sentence.
The six eyes of the Wutiao family suddenly turned around when he uttered the first word, and their eyes were fixed on his face, as if he dared to say one more word, Wujiao Wu would kill him on the spot.
No, the murderous aura on the other side was real, Gojo Satoru really had murderous intentions towards him.
Everyone was silent, and the needle drop could be heard in the audience.
Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed again, but this smile was full of sarcasm, and it only made others feel cold behind their backs.
"Sin. Great. Evil. Extreme." These four words rolled on the tip of his tongue.
"So, that's none of my business." I do
n't know how long I stayed in the cell.
The door was opened again.
Gojo Satoru was standing against the light, I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I was sure his eyes were always on me.
After discovering this, I instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously turned my face away.
Gojo Satoru walked in, folded his arms, stood in front of me, and looked at me condescendingly.
I was even more uncomfortable, and couldn't help shrinking my neck.
Gojo Satoru sneered.
Woohoo, is he going to hit me?
Just when I was in awe, Gojo Satoru suddenly snapped his fingers.
"Huh?" I looked at him blankly.
"Why are you standing still, stand up quickly."
"Oh."
The shackles that had bound my wrists, engraved with incantations, had been undone by themselves, like a mass of lifeless creeping grass, falling at my feet .
Gojo Satoru turned around and left, realizing that I was still standing there, and became furious again.
"It's not too late to keep up."
How is it the same as a cat with fried fur.
I followed him blankly, and before I could take two steps, he grabbed my hand.
"Follow me." Gojo Satoru held my hand, but he didn't look at me very hard.
I can only keep up with it honestly.
Until Gojo Satoru shoved me into the co-pilot of an off-road vehicle, and sat in the driver's seat very skillfully, I was able to remain silent.
But now Gojo Satoru was already holding the steering wheel and ready to step on the accelerator.
For the sake of my own life, I had to speak.
"Um, do you have a driver's license?"
Gojo Satoru: "Huh? I don't have that kind of useless thing."
Me: ...... ok.
"Then where are we going now..."
"Hmph, why did I tell you."
"Okay, okay."
"Tsk." Gojo Satoru made a dissatisfied voice.
He turned his head to look at my obviously nervous expression, suddenly leaned over, put his hand behind my right shoulder, and fastened my seat belt.
Gojo Satoru's breath touched the sensitive skin of my neck for a second.
I shuddered subconsciously.
Wujo Satoru didn't know what to think, maybe he thought I was disgusting him, and he looked even more angry.
With this inexplicable anger in his arms, he almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
Although there is no second car before or after this road, I am still a little calm.
"Is this the latest execution method in the magic world?"
I looked serious.
Gojo Satoru even glanced sideways at me at this speed.
"Yes."
I endured it, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Satoru, I'm sorry."
"...What?" Gojo Satoru stepped on the accelerator for nothing.
"I thought you were going to take me to... woo woo woo, I know I was wrong!"
Wujo Satoru finally couldn't bear it any longer and slammed on the brakes. Open the law, it has already been scrapped.
As soon as the car stopped, Gojo Satoru couldn't help reaching out and pinching my face.
I even suspected that he had premeditated, otherwise why would he just put a seat belt on me.
"Luye Qianna!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, I quickly held Wujo Satoru's hand: "I'm sorry, Satoru, I know I was wrong, and you looked so scary just now, and you locked me up as soon as you came up, I misunderstood. You can't blame me."
"You..."
Gojo Satoru wanted to say something, but at this moment, the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.
I took it out and saw a prominent caller ID on the screen.
- "Shen Er."
Huh? Every time Shir came to me, it was basically for business, and 90% of the time, it was to spur me to do the task, so that he could take a commission.
I subconsciously wanted to pick it up.
As a result, Gojo Satoru snatched the phone away.
I watched him helplessly in front of me and pressed down to refuse to answer.