[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

A string of unfamiliar nouns flowed into my ears, but my brain was still unable to explain them, and it was impossible to fool them with just a few words.

Huai Liang calmed himself down and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. I am just an ordinary person passing by."

Gojo Satoru put his sunglasses back into his pocket, and in the blink of an eye, his hand was on the other person's shoulder: "Ordinary person?"

What a great speed.

Huailiang noticed the other party's movements, but did not dodge.

He had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, with silver eyelashes densely pressed down against his eyelids, like the first snow weighing down the branches.

The cobalt blue pupils were like eternal blue ice, revealing a sacred and inviolable coldness.

Even this magnified, almost distorted handsome face could not alleviate the discomfort of having her private space invaded.

"That's so rude, Satoru."

Xia Youjie knew that his despicable friend wanted to use his handsome face to deceive others, so he cleared his throat and said, "Please don't be nervous, we are not bad people..."

Huailiang reached out and brushed off the hand that Gojo Satoru had placed on her shoulder: "I'm not too sure—"

Before she could say no, she noticed that the atmosphere around her had become strange.

"How did you break through 'No Bottom Line' and touch my hand?"

The playful look on his face from before was long gone. Gojo Satoru stared at her intently and scorchingly, as if he wanted to stare a hole through her.

Geto Suguru's previously calm expression instantly turned into alertness, and various conspiracy theories flooded into his mind.

He raised his hand, and a huge silver rainbow dragon coiled behind the girl, blocking any possible route for her to retreat.

Huai Liang clenched the dagger in his sleeve, with an impatient look on his face: "I don't know what you are doing. I don't even have any memory of the past. I don't have time to waste here."

"You said you don't remember anything?"

"I hope you're not hearing impaired."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head. "Without memories, without cursed energy fluctuations, yet with the power to kill a quasi-first-level cursed spirit in one strike... it seems like it was born to restrain me."

Huai Liang raised his eyelids: "So you are some kind of evil big boss, so people are trying every means to kill you?"

"Ha, good inference, I like it."

Gojo Satoru laughed out loud, and the originally tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

He nodded, "Any subtle expression or movement can't escape my 'six eyes'. You really seem to be out of the situation."

"It was just a joke at first, but now the situation has become complicated. We need to take you back to the college and figure out your situation."

"What if I say no?"

Huai Liang was not used to being in a passive situation, and cursed in his heart the current situation of mental exhaustion after the time travel... He only brought a broken dagger with him!

Gojo Satoru shook his index finger, and the tuft of white hair on his head also shook: "There is no option to refuse."

"How did you do it? You killed a quasi-first-level cursed spirit with one strike, but there was no cursed power fluctuation at all. After all, if you can see the cursed spirit, it must have cursed power, and using cursed power will definitely leave traces. Do you want to try it in practice?"

This white-haired guy is an absolutely self-centered, childish man who is unable to communicate.

Huai Liangqi laughed out loud. It was not in line with her principles to pretend to be a grandson after being bullied to the point of being a big shot.

"come."

Geto Suguru strolled leisurely to the side, indicating that he would not interfere.

Gojo Satoru smiled and made a “please” gesture.

Huai Lianghao was not polite at all. He approached like a ghost and slashed the air with his dagger, but was blocked by a huge force and could not move forward an inch.

Gojo Satoru grasped the attacker's wrist, and what came into view was the girl's eyelashes drooping like crow feathers, casting a small, narrow shadow on her eyelids.

The information received by Liuyan did not contain any murderous intent, only a hint of coldness.

She flexibly struggled with her wrist to break free from the shackles, and continued to try to attack quickly from all angles, but was still blocked one by one and could not get close.

"He's an agile assassin."

Huai Liang threw the dagger out, made a feint, and dodged behind Gojo Satoru.

The palm slashed down towards the back of the opponent's neck, but was caught by a wider hand, "You can touch me, but the speed is too fast-"

Before she finished her words, she twisted like a snake, emerged from his shadow that was stretched diagonally to his side by the light, and struck him swiftly.

The powerful impact forced Gojo Satoru to retreat under the eaves. There was a loud "bang" and the wall bricks at the point of force cracked like a spider web.

The loud noise seemed to have startled the neighborhood not far away, and faint voices could be heard coming towards the dark alley.

The sharp dagger pierced into the wall like cutting tofu, and the cold light was close to his porcelain-white face.

The next moment, fingers cold from the rain grabbed his chin.

Huailiang raised his eyebrows: "Try it?"

Broken bricks and rubble were scattered at her feet. She raised her voice and said, "If you don't want him to die, don't act rashly."

The majestic white rainbow dragon hovered behind Geto Xiayou, its narrow dark purple eyes full of teasing: "I didn't expect that you would have this day, Wu."

He quickly took out his cell phone, turned on the flash, and took ten consecutive photos of the two people from various angles.

Gojo Satoru blinked and felt warm breath brush against his cheek.

Those silver-gray eyes were no longer lazy as before, but stared at his face intently like a beautiful yet ferocious beast.

Under this kind of real gaze, he had a strange illusion...that he was very important to her.

"The technique is reversed."

A bright blue light flashed by in his peripheral vision, and Huailiang's body sensed the danger before his consciousness did, and instantly merged into the shadow of a street lamp dozens of meters away.

"Cang."

The dazzling blue light instantly collapsed a large number of uninhabited dilapidated buildings. After a thunderous roar, a billowing smoke and dust that covered the sky was raised.

Xia Youjie put down his phone and roared, "Asshole! You forgot to pay the bill again!"

……

After notifying the assistant supervisor to come and deal with the mess, Huai Liang was carried by the two and fled the crime scene at the speed of light.

"Huailiang, my name."

Gojo Satoru took out his small round sunglasses and put them on his tall nose bridge: "Smart choice."

"If you don't come with us, those stinky old oranges will not let go of someone like you who has special abilities and no background."

Huailiang discovered a new term: "Old Orange?"

"Ah, they are some corrupt high-ranking officials in the world of Jujutsu. It seems that there are more people from the Kamo family and the Zenin family among them."

Gojo Satoru grinned, looking cheerful: "One day I will find a chance to kill them all."

Huailiang nodded: "It sounds like a lofty ambition. I wish you success."