msmithbooks Chapter 41 White Dwarf 9
Chapter 41 White Dwarf 9
Two years ago, Kyoto.
"Do you know what he looked like before he died? Before he died, he didn't even save his eyes, his face was damaged beyond belief, and he kept crying and saying that he missed you. And you don't know anything, and you didn't even see him last one side."
The old man was lying on the ground, panting heavily, and he showed a malicious smile, expecting to see the angry and painful expressions of the sky and the tyrant in front of him.
Zenyuan Shier looked at him expressionlessly.
Xia Youjie's expression was completely distorted, and he punched the old man's face to one side.An indistinct moan overflowed from the throat of Leyansi Jiashen, who could no longer struggle.Zen Yuan Shi Er frowned, he went to the window, and drew the curtains, so that the last ray of sunlight entering the room was also blocked.
Zenyuan Shier lowered his voice and said, "Don't be seen by your teacher, he will be angry."
Xia Youjie's face was stained with blood, and he wiped it expressionlessly.When he saw the blood stains on his palm, he showed a disgusted expression.
At this time, Leyan Temple could no longer speak.
When Gojo Satoru walked in, this was what he saw.But he didn't even have any sympathy for the other party. Instead, he yelled at Xia Youjie in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Wow, you actually did it yourself. How disgusting you are."
Xia Youjie reached out and took out a black eye patch from his pocket. He skillfully wiped his hands with the eye mask, then returned the eye mask to Gojo Wu: "I'm done using it, return it to you."
Gojo Satoru ignored the painful groans of the old man beside him. He looked at his blindfold with resistance written all over his face: "I don't want it, Jie, do you want to fight?"
Xia Youjie answered him with a smile: "When I become the principal, I will transfer you to the Kyoto school and deduct all your salary."
Gojo Satoru made a trembling movement, so fake that Xia Youjie just glanced at it and didn't want to look any further.
The two of them were bickering, but Zenyuan Shier walked in front of Leyansi Jiashen. He kicked the opponent's body, but he didn't use much force, but the opponent's scarred body couldn't stand the final torture, and he fainted past.
Xia Youjie walked over at this moment, and asked calmly, "Do you want to dispose of it?"
Gojo Satoru stood aside, the spell power surging on his body, just waiting for them to make a final decision.
But Zenyuan Shier shook his head, and he called Kong Shiyu.The black intermediary was on a business trip. Hearing the call from the ancestor Shier of the Zen Academy, he didn't even have the courage to complain. He sighed, "Shier, what's wrong?"
Zenyuan Shier said slowly, "Help me find a lawyer."
Kong Shiyu:?
Zenyuan Shier did not continue to explain.
The heavy curtains blocked the bright sunlight outside, Xia Youjie had already dialed the number of Jia Ruzi, and soon she would come to perform the reversal spell for Jiashen of Leyan Temple.
Unscrupulously using secret executions to determine the life and death of others, and using the spell of exorcism as a tool to harm his companions, he will spend the rest of his life in prison.
At the end, Shier of the Chanyuan said to Jiashen of Leyan Temple: "I will try my best to extend your life, but if it is you... even in prison, you will not repent for your sins."
He rubbed the corner of his mouth.
If you kill him here, you will be reduced to the same filthy thing as him.If it was that little liar, probably... he would definitely punish them in this way.
Zenyuan Shier lowered his eyes, and he looked at the bright sunshine outside the window.
miss you.
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A year ago, the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic was established.
Yi Guyoutai curled up in the room covered with spells, and a dark shadow flashed behind him.The terrifying-looking mantra stood behind him in a hugging posture, and a series of sounds of unknown meaning came out from his throat.
Yigu Yuta aimed the knife at his chest, and murmured: "Lixiang..."
When he stabbed the knife hard, suddenly a chain clamped his hand.Yi Guyoutai struggled hard, and Lixiang screamed behind him, but they were bound by chains, and they couldn't move at all.
Are you going to die?
Yi Gu Youtai gave up struggling, and he slowly closed his eyes.
However, when he completely gave up hope, the other party roughly pulled the chain and woke him up.Yigu Youtai saw Wujo Wu standing aside, his hands spread out to show his innocence, his face was full of helplessness.
Who is the person who can't even do anything about Wutiao teacher?
Then Yigu Youta saw the man with the scar on the corner of his mouth grabbing the chain, and said with a sneer, "You are Yigu Youta?"
Yi Gu Youtai flinched and said, "Yes..."
So he saw the man impatiently slapping the pen and paper in front of him. Along with the pen and paper, there was also a strangely shaped magic tool, like the spike of a spear, but it was also made into a short knife shape.
Chanyuan Shi'er had a grim expression: "I am Zenyuan Shi'er, and the incantation in front of you is called Tiannihoko. If you want to commit suicide, you will definitely be able to proceed smoothly with this."
Yi Guyou looked at him puzzledly.
Gojo Satoru didn't intend to stop Shier.
So Zenyuan Shier continued: "Before you die, first write down all the things you raised about Li Xiang, how to feed her, how to make her grow, write down everything word by word, understand? ?”
Yi Guyoutai whispered: "Just avoid the sun, and I don't know the rest... If you want to gain power, if you use me as a reference, you will find the wrong person."
Obviously Mr. Wujo was standing beside him.
Zenyuan Shi Er said impatiently: "Don't be naughty, whether the curse spirit can play games, whether there is a change in the taste of food, write them all down for me. If you want to die, write these down before you die."
Yigu Yuta looked at Wujo Wu, Wujo Wu's eyes covered under the bandage rolled his eyes.
Gojo Goto, who is still quite reasonable, said in a word: "I'm not sure if it's a curse spirit. Is it too early for you to think about it now? Besides, it's better to ask Jie than to ask this guy."
Even Chanyuan Shi'er himself didn't realize that the expression on his face became calmer.He said with a stinky face, "I don't want to ask that stinky brat."
When he said this, "Stinky Brat" also walked in.He was wearing a dark kimono, which was obviously exactly the same as the one worn by Ma Jingji back then.He has bangs on the left side of his face, and he can see the talisman under the bangs when he moves.
Zenyuan Shi Er frowned: "What's wrong with your eyes?"
Xia Youjie made a gesture of silence: "This is a trick, making them think that I am being targeted by monsters, isn't it good?"
Zenyuan Shier didn't care about his thoughts, he just looked at Yi Guyouta coldly and said, "Let's get started."
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Six months ago, Italy.
The embarrassed Liu Dao Mu looked at the prison behind him, his eyes were full of hatred and anger.The mafia gave him this eye of reincarnation, gave him pain and hatred, and no one came to help him while doing this.
However, when he took revenge, he was hunted down as a criminal again.
Disgusting.
If such a filthy mafia is completely wiped out, it is not his fault, it is just revenge.
Liudaokuo was thinking like this, but found that there was a person standing in front of him at some point.There was a scar at the corner of the man's mouth, and an ugly monster was entrenched on his body. Behind him, a white-haired conjurer wearing sunglasses greeted him flirtatiously.
"Hello, this mafia brother, how are you?"
Liu Dao Mu was vigilant, and lotus flowers and magma flowed from his side.He is an illusionist and can use illusion to fight. As long as these two people believe that it is illusion for a moment, they will really be hurt.
However, unexpectedly, the white-haired conjurer took off his sunglasses, and stepped on the magma formed by the illusion to his side as if nothing had happened.
The strongest conjurer said in a cheerful tone: "Don't be so fierce. After I heard about you, I specially chased you to Italy to see you. I am your fan and I admire you very much."
Liudaokuo looked at the person in front of him coldly, and forced a smile: "Really? What do you want from me?"
Gojo Satoru glanced at Zenyuan Shier, and then continued: "Well... there is one thing I want to ask you, in exchange, after you arrive at my site, you will be completely free, how about it?"
Liu Daoku looked at Shier of the Zen Academy in front of him, and then took another look at Wujo Wu.
In the end he laughed helplessly: "kufufu... In this case, I have other conditions. Please bring my companion along with you."
Gojo Wu Canglan's eyes were full of anticipation, he said with a smile: "As long as you agree to my conditions, you can bring as many companions as you want."
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just now.
Mingguangyuan blinked.
Chanyuan Shier threw a hard object to him, Mingguangyuan took it with both hands, and saw a blond young man printed on it, the young man was carrying a huge sword, and his back was extremely firm.
Zenyuan Shier asked him: "Me or Sephiroth, who is more attractive?"
Liu Dao Mu interjected: "kufufu... this is Cloud, not Sephiroth."
Shi'er became annoyed and said, "It's not as good as me anyway, Liu Dao Mu, shut up."
Liudao Mu said sarcastic words on the side: "If you let everyone choose, out of a thousand people, 1 people will choose Sephiroth."
Meiguangyuan ignored their quarrel.
His eyes widened slowly, Mingguangyuan stared at the box containing the game, his red eyes were filled with surprise.He couldn't help tugging at the cuffs of the people around him: "Shir! I want to play with this!"
When he himself didn't realize it, he just called out the other person's name in an extremely intimate tone.
Zenyuan Shier was so helpless by his tugging at his sleeves that he could only give up and continue to question.Mingguangyuan searched for the game strategy with great interest, and prepared for the customs clearance. He curled up in Shier's arms and exclaimed "It's amazing—" from time to time.
Zenyuan Shier suddenly thought of that question.
The dead end of the sun is a white dwarf, but the white dwarf still has a long life of billions of years and still has an unparalleled blazing brilliance.
The author has something to say: I finished writing after nine o'clock, and I wrote [-] today, and I am promising.
2021.6.6 Correct typo