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"Don't listen to him," Xia Youjie squeezed out the words between his teeth, "Just tell him Wutiaowu."

"My lord?" The young man looked bewildered.

"Master, what?" Wutiao Wu grabbed his shoulder and gritted his teeth, "It's called Xia Youjie."

In the eyes of the two facing each other, Haruki Jushan took a step back gently, trying to stay away from the two classmates who hadn't improved after more than ten years.

What is this kind of desire to win like a kindergarten kid...

Just as the two were facing each other, staring at each other over a trivial matter like ten years ago, Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang suddenly.

He picked up the phone with a relaxed expression, and immediately changed to a look of pain. The voice of the moth on the other end of the phone shook the sky, directly waking up Haruki Jushan, who was still slowly retreating.

"Sneaking out and being discovered," he sighed sadly, hung up the phone before the night moth finished speaking, and then very naturally kidnapped the resident who didn't know what happened in front of everyone. Haruki Yama, "Then I will take it away."

He waved at everyone very naturally, Shi Shiran kidnapped Jushan Qingshu and walked out of the door.

"...Why did he go?" Fu Heihui spoke slowly with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Today is the sister school exchange meeting," Xia Youjie explained with a stinky face, as if he could fight Gojo Satoru in the next second, "I'm leaving too."

In the crowded living room, there were only two Fuhei and Jianren Qihai left.

Jianren Qihai got up calmly: "I'll help him resign."

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, Haruki Juyama's short career in the securities industry should be over.

That's great, he felt grateful and moved in his heart, there will never be another person persecuted by that slime.

On this night when Nanami Kento rejoiced for his former colleagues in the company, Haruki Iyama followed Gojo Satoru through the corridor of the Kyoto school.

I don’t know if these magic families like traditional rooms with wooden structures. Whether it’s the Kyoto school or the high school, the buildings in the teaching buildings are all wooden buildings. When the doors of the rooms on both sides are closed, no light can penetrate the corridor. , the entire corridor set off by it was so dark that it looked like some ghost movie was about to be shot in the next second.

Jushan Haruki is as quiet as a chicken, talking cross talk with the system obediently while following Gojo Satoru, the years are quiet like a little white flower that doesn't know anything.

As the two walked, the door next to the corridor was suddenly opened.

Gojo Satoru habitually smiled. Under the dazzling light, Noctua Masato inside the door saw his displeasure on his face, and was about to start admonishing Gojo Satoru, who had become a teacher and was not on the right path, saw him following him. Haruki Juyama, his eyes instantly became wrong.

He glanced at Haruki Iyama, then at Gojo Gojo with a playful smile, and pulled him in regardless of Gojo Gojo's struggle.

"Wu, come in." Ye Mozheng gritted his teeth.

"Teacher Gojo, go in and stay outside." Gojo Satoru was still free to wave the blindfold at Haruki Iyama at the moment he was pulled in.

Ye Mo Zhengdao's complexion became even worse, and the door suddenly closed in front of his eyes.

The corridor became dark again, and Haruki Juyama's obedient expression changed, and he began to pick at the crack of the door very restlessly.

"What's wrong with Teacher Ye Moth?" While carefully opening the door, he leaned over excitedly.

Noctua Moth inside the door looked stern and frightening. He knelt on the futon and looked at Wujo Gojo with a sloppy face, and the curses beside him beat Gojo Wu's head unceremoniously.

The headmaster of the Kyoto school sitting behind him took a sip of tea.

"It's not me who resurrected." Wutiao Wu cleverly avoided the cursed skeleton released by the night moth, and groaned for himself.

"I just happened to bring him back." He spoke eloquently, with a determined expression on his face, as if the sudden resurrection of his former classmate had nothing to do with him.

In fact, it doesn't seem to matter.

But Moth Zhengdao didn't think so.

"Wu," his face became serious, "I know that both you and Jie were not satisfied with the way the higher-ups handled it."

He paused when he mentioned Xia Youjie.

"Where is it?" Gojo Satoru laughed, "There are too many things that I am dissatisfied with them. It's just one or two things."

He looked at Leyan Temple with a provocative look that was completely different from his tone of voice.

"I'm talking about something very serious, Wujo." Ye Mo Zhengdao looked straight at Wujo Wu, "No matter what method you are using now, resurrecting a dead person is not a good technique."

"But I really didn't do it." Gojo Satoru raised his hands and looked innocent.

"He's a conjurer that Hui picked up on the street, and he couldn't control his spell power," he leaned closer to Nocturne Moth and Zhengdao and put him on his shoulders, "He's a conjurer, he is always Going to enroll."

He cleverly concealed the fact that the person outside the door was indeed Ju Shanqingshu in front of Leyan Temple.

Ye Mo Zhengdao twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly bumped Wujou with his elbow, and then calmly said in his pained voice: "You actually involved Fu Heihui."

Amid Gojo Satoru's exaggerated wailing, Noctua Masamune showed a disapproving expression.

Le Yansi, the headmaster of the Kyoto school, who was silent inside the door, said slowly, "If he still has memory, he probably wouldn't be willing to let you do such a thing."

"But I think he might be very happy—" Gojo Satoru struggled under the suppression of Noctua Moth.

Just as the system and Haruki Jushan were watching the excitement, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind.

The girl tapped his shoulder lightly with the handle of the broom, "Are you the conjurer sent by Gaozhuan to replace Yi Gu?"

"What?" Haruki Jushan turned around strangely.

"Does Yi Gu Youtai disdain to fight with us?" The person behind the girl saw his face with an incredulous expression, "After he won, he turned around and left and said that it was fine, now Gaozhuan is sure to win , what does it mean to have a white chicken that doesn't seem to have any magic power at all?"

"Who is Otoko Yuta?" Haruki Jushan asked inexplicably.

Also, the exchange meeting has already decided whether to win or lose?So fast?

Isn't one day team competition and one day individual competition?Could it be that this person beat the Kyoto school through?

"Can you do it?" Nishinomiya looked him up and down worriedly, "I don't think you can hold us together."

"Why are you all weirdos?" Zenyuan Zhenyi turned the gun in his hand, "Forget about Wutiaowu, and forget about Yi Gu Youtai who has a sick face and beats people so hard. Why are there more now? An idiot?"

"What kind of students are the five enlightenment leaders?"

"Wait," Jushan Haruki suddenly stepped forward and said with a serious face, "You can scold Wujo Wu."

"But don't scold me when you scold Gojo Satoru," he said, "Please don't raise students for your teacher's behavior."