Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

Some people are not necessarily more kind than those who come from the curse.

A curse spirit is always a curse spirit, and a person may not always be a person. .

Chapter 4

"Oh oh oh!!! I got it!! Chanyuan Long Yi!! You killed someone!! This is great news!!" A cold young voice sounded from behind Long Yi.

However, Long Yi of the Chanyuan was not surprised at all, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he didn't even turn his head back.

"Why did you come here?"

"Che, you're still so boring, Chan Yuan Long Yi" Hearing Long Yi's words, the young man behind him pouted in a dull manner, and he had already appeared in front of Long Yi as his body twisted.

This young man was full of silver hair, scattered like frost in an autumn night. He was wearing black casual clothes and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his tall nose. He looked very relaxed.

He had seen a murder case with his own eyes just now, but it seemed to be commonplace and he didn't care.

He squatted halfway across from Long Yi, took out a camera, and snapped at Long Yi.

"Don't waste your energy, you can't photograph me." Long Yi rarely showed a helpless expression.

Looking at the beautiful boy holding the camera in front of him, his head has a black line.

The young man was completely listening, and the camera in his hand kept flickering.

Then he picked up the camera and took a look.

The film was pitch black, and not even the slightest shadow of Long Yi was reflected in it.

"Your spells are really weird."

The boy swung his left hand at will, and the camera he was holding in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

Long Yi slowly sat up straight from the wisteria rocking chair.

"You, who were recognized as the next head of the Wutiao family, have such a leisurely time."

"Five enlightenments."

"Hey! What's your tone? I've come all the way to see you, and that's your attitude, it's really sad!"

Gojo Satoru raised his brows lightly, shrugged his shoulders casually, put on a 'I'm hurt' gesture, and looked at Lo with a smile.

"We're friends, aren't we?"

Long Yi stood up and snapped his fingers again. Under Wujo Satoru's curious gaze, the wisteria flower rocking chair behind him gradually turned into nothingness.

"Long time no see, Go!"

"Don't be so nauseous, Long Yi."

Gojo Go and Chanyuan Ryuichi looked at each other and smiled.

Gojo Satoru, who is the ceiling of the combat power in the battle of the spell, is still in the juvenile stage at this moment. Although he is still young, he has already revealed the attitude of a king.

The power of six eyes, the fierce name is unparalleled.

The Gojo family also decided early on the heir to the position of the head of the family.

A few years ago, before Long Yi was expelled from the house by the Chan Yuan family.

The Yusan family once held an exchange meeting between the families.

The five enlightenments that have become the focus of attention.

For some reason, I found Long Yi who should have been submerged in the crowd at a glance.

At that time, Wutiaowu was like a arrogant dragon. Hearing the flattery of the jackals, tigers and leopards in his ears, he looked around bored.

It's like some kind of guidance in the dark.

The moment when I saw the silent Chanyuan Longyi in the corner.

An absurd thought suddenly appeared in Wujo Satoru's mind.

He saw it.

A deep quagmire...

similar!

One of the stars holds the moon, the other is in a quagmire, and the two teenagers have become friends inexplicably.

But the connection between the two was completely cut off after Long Yi left the Chanyuan home.

It was only today that Gojo Satoru found his best friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

"It's been a long time, but now is not the time to reminisce." Wujo Satoru showed a smile, squatted on the ground and raised his head to look at the sky above.

woooooo~

woohoo~

The black-purple curses continued to condense in mid-air, and the tyrannical curses were linked together like a spider web.

"Second-level sorcerers die with resentment in a cursed land, and a new curse will be born." Gojo Satoru rested his chin on his palm.

The eyes hidden under the glasses looked at everything in front of him with interest

"I know, so what?" Long Yi's body was as straight as a javelin, and he said coldly as he stared blankly at the powerful curse that gradually condensed in the air.

"What if a new curse is born, no matter what he becomes, a murderer, people will always kill him, even if he becomes a curse?"

"But it is.."

"Just kill it again!"

Long Yi's voice was cold and emotionless.

Wujou Satoru, who was standing side by side with him, was slightly taken aback.

Then there was a smile on his lips.

"You guy, really..."

Roar!

A huge roar sounded.

Due to the death of the second-level magician, a new magic spirit emerged in the air.

It was a monster formed of countless arms, without a head or a body, as if countless arms were superimposed together to create a terrifying curse.

Quasi-first-level curse collar, born!

"Mine! It's all mine!"

"It's all mine!"

The curse spirit uttered obsessive babble, and the whole body was twisted together, and a loud 'Peng' sounded,

Like a cannonball, it rushed towards the two people on the ground with a bang.

The powerful force set off a hurricane, blowing the clothes of the two of them.

Gojo Satoru gently pushed his sunglasses.

He turned a blind eye to the terrifying curse spirit, looked at Long Yi beside him, and continued.

"It's really fun!!"

Then, Gojo Satoru quickly made a strange gesture with both hands.

Boom boom!Ka Ka Ka!

The quasi-first-level curse spirit that kept pounding in midair was instantly imprisoned in midair.

"Uh-uh-"

Wujo Satoru bumped Long Yi with his shoulder and said in a soft tone.

"Oh, look, this is called a friend, I will handle your troubles.".

Chapter 5

"Give it to me!! It's all mine!! Give it to me!!" The curse spirit in the air seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible big hand.

The space seemed to be frozen by some strange force.

Even the air froze with Gojo Satoru's gesture.

The formidable power with insolent arrogance, unscrupulously vented in the factory, completely compressing the power of the quasi-first-level curse into a harmless ball of flesh.

Feeling the strange changes in everything around him, Long Yi was also very shocked in his heart.

"Is this Wujo Satoru! It's really scary, how can you have such terrifying power at such an age!"

At this moment, Wujou Wu swayed his fingers at will, and the curse spirit in the air was like mud being constantly kneaded in the hands of a child.

The body with tyrannical magic power was constantly twisted and deformed, and the magic spirit, which had no bones in the first place, was suddenly twisted into a shape.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!

"It's really strange to say that spells are supposed to be engraved on the body when the warlock was born, but you actually broke the rules."

Wujo Satoru's attention only stayed on the poor curse spirit for a few seconds, and then shifted to Long Yi at once.

The sunglasses slid down gently, revealing the soul-stirring blue-blue eyes for the first time.

In the pair of eyes of the sky, it seems that the entire starry sky is contained, and according to a certain rule, it quietly rotates in the pupils of Wutiaowu.

"Every time I see it, I feel very shocked." Long Yi faced the pair of eyes that made the curse spirit and the magician extremely fearful.

Not the slightest nervous, but with a bit of appreciation.

Make the whole magic world look at him with 'six eyes'

"If Six Eyes can be poached, I'm afraid those who are immortal will not be able to sit still..." Wujo Satoru saw that Long Yi didn't answer his question, and didn't say anything more.

Instead, he continued on Long Yi's topic with a bit of sarcasm.