Chapter 4

“Oh oh oh!!! Caught it!!! Zenin Ryuichi!!! You killed someone!!! This is really big news!!!” A cool boy voice rang from behind Ryuichi.

However, Zenin Ryuichi did not have the slightest accident, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he didn’t even turn his head back.

“Why are you here?”

“Cut, you are still so boring, Zenin Ryuichi.” Hearing Ryuichi’s words, the boy behind him curled his mouth boringly, and he appeared in front of Ryuichi while his body twisted.

This young man was covered with silver hair, scattered like frost on the autumn night. He was wearing black casual clothes and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. His expression was very relaxed.

Obviously he saw a murder case with his own eyes just now, but he seemed to be accustomed to it and didn’t care.

Crouching on the opposite side of Ryuichi, he took out a camera and snapped at Ryuichi.

“Don’t waste your efforts, you can’t photograph me.” Ryuichi showed a helpless expression that was rare.

Looking at the beautiful boy holding the camera in front of him, there is a black line.

The boy looked like he had listened completely, and the camera in his hand was constantly flickering.

Then he picked up the camera and took a look.

The film was so dark that even the slightest shadow of Ryuichi was not reflected in it.

“Your Jujutsu is really weird.”

The boy shook his left hand casually, and the camera he was holding in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

Ryuichi slowly sat up straight from the wisteria flower rocking chair.

“You who are recognized as the next head of the Gojo family, do you have such a leisurely time?”

“Gojo Satoru.”

“Hey! What’s your tone of voice? I came to see you from a long distance. Is your attitude like this? It’s really sad!”

Gojo Satoru raised his brows, shrugged his shoulders casually, and put on a posture of “I’m very hurt”, looking at lo with a full smile.

“We are friends, aren’t we?”

Ryuichi stood up and snapped his fingers again. Under Gojo Satoru’s curious gaze, the wisteria rocking chair behind him gradually turned into nothingness.

“It’s been a long time, Goku!”

“Don’t be so nauseous, Ryuichi.”

Gojo Satoru and Zenin Ryuichi looked at each other and smiled.

Gojo Satoru, the ceiling of combat power among Jujutsu Kaisen, is still in his teenage years. Although he is still young, he has already revealed the appearance of a king.

The prestige of the six eyes, the fierce name surpassed the world.

The Gojo family has long been appointed as the heir of the Patriarch.

A few years ago, before Ryuichi was evicted from the Zenin family.

Big Three Sorcerer Families once held an exchange meeting between families.



Gojo Satoru has become the focus of everyone.

For some reason, I found Ryuichi who was supposed to be drowned in the crowd at a glance.

At that time, Gojo Satoru looked like a proud dragon, listening to the flattery of the jackals, tigers and leopards in his ears, looking around boredly.

It’s like some kind of guidance in Mei Mei.

The moment when I saw Zenin Ryuichi who was silent in the corner.

An absurd idea suddenly appeared in Gojo Satoru’s mind.

He saw it.

A deep mire…

similar!

A Zhongxing Pengyue, a deep mire, two teenagers, somehow became friends.

But the contact between the two was completely broken after Ryuichi left Zenin’s house.

Until today, Gojo Satoru has not found a close friend whom he has not seen for a long time.

“It’s been a long time, but it’s not the time to relive the old days.” Gojo Satoru showed a smile, squatting on the ground and looking up at the sky above.

Woooo~

Woo~

The black and purple Curse continued to condense in the air, and the tyrannical Curse were intertwined and intertwined like a spider web.

“The second-level Jujutsu Master is in a place full of Curse, and if he dies with resentment, a new Curse will be born.” Gojo Satoru placed his chin on his palm.

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

“I know, so what?” Ryuichi’s body was straight like a javelin, and he looked at the mighty Curse gradually condensing in the air blankly, and said coldly.

“What about the birth of a new Curse, no matter what he becomes, the murderer will always kill him, even if he becomes Curse?”

“But it is..”

“Kill it again!”



Ryuichi’s voice was cold without any emotion.

Gojo Satoru, who stood shoulder to shoulder with him, was taken aback.

Then there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“You guy, really…”

Roar!

A huge roar sounded.

Due to the death of the second-level Jujutsu division, the birth of a new Cursed Spirit appeared in the air.

It was a monster formed by countless arms, without a head or body, just like countless arms superimposed on top of each other to construct a terrifying Curse.



The quasi-level curse collar is born!

“Mine! It’s all mine!”

“It’s all mine!”

The Cursed Spirit uttered obsessive babbles, the whole body twisted together, and there was a loud bang of ‘Peng’,

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

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

Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses lightly.

I ignored the terrifying Cursed Spirit, looked at Ryuichi on the side, and continued.

“It’s really interesting!!”

Afterwards, Gojo Satoru’s hands quickly made a strange gesture.

Boom! Click!

The Quasi-Level 1 Cursed Spirit, which was constantly impacting in the midair, was instantly imprisoned in the midair.

“Uh~uh~”

Gojo Satoru bumped Ryuichi with his shoulder and said in a stern tone.

“Oh, look, this is called a friend, I will take care of your troubles.”.



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