Curse Return: Heaven and Curse Binding are destined to become the strongest!

"Haha, it's said that people of the same age will be able to do it, but with a half-hung warlock like them, they can't even control the probability of activation, and the only one who can launch a warlock anytime and anywhere is you, a monster with terrifying talent, right"

In the courtyard of Gojo's house, Gojo Yuqing stared at Gojo Satoru with a pair of azure eyes, perhaps because he was uncomfortable being watched for too long.

Satoru Gojo waved his hand and gently touched the ball with his palm.

Bang~!

The sound of explosion in the air came, and the original ball directly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the Zen temple Yuqing.

Suddenly, the air roared, and the ball exploded in an instant when it touched the young girl's body!

A huge roar resounded through the world, and the whole ball was directly crushed and exploded with force, but the young girl who was hit by the ball was not injured, and she just stared at Gojo Satoru in front of her blankly.

Gojo Yuqing, who suddenly realized what was happening, spoke directly.

"What are you doing! Didn't you say that you are not allowed to use Cang!" just now,

the white-haired young boy launched the spell Cang.

Looking at Gojo Yuqing, who was already trembling with anger, Gojo Satoru smiled without conscience.

"Hey~ I added the concept of Cang to the ball just now, but I didn't expect to explode directly when I met your Infinite Limit Warlock

" "You are also a god with a six-eyed talent, although the outside world doesn't know it, but you also have to practice it well"

???

The young girl with long white hair heard that Gojo Satoru actually used Cang to aim at herself, and she instantly shouted angrily.

"Are you trying to kill me, my friend?" and even aimed it at my head, and it was activated after reciting the spell!

" "By the way, I saw the power of your lips just now, don't try to hide this from me!!"

Facing the young girl's anger, Gojo Satoru had an indifferent attitude, he stepped aside and picked up a stone, thought for a while, and then turned back to the young girl.

"Kill you, no kidding, there's nothing to hurt you since you were born, your body is automatically activated all the time, as if a warlock is automatically protecting you

" "Just like this!".

After that, the stone in Gojo Satoru's hand rushed out instantly, and the small black beam of light suddenly stopped when there was still a distance of 10 centimeters from the white-haired young girl, and he couldn't move a bit, and the stone gradually turned into fine gravel because of two very large pressure squeezes.

Until it finally disappeared completely into thin air.

The two in the air looked at each other, and then Gojo Satoru picked up another stone, and this time he gently pushed the stone through the air until the stone was zero away from Gojo Yuse, and the Infinite Limit Warlock did not trigger.

"It's like having a sense of self, protecting you when you need to be protected, and in a way you're even more talented than me,"

Satoru Gojo interrupted without waiting for Gojo Satoru to finish speaking, and Gojo Yuqing in front of him spoke.

"What? I'm taller than you, don't be kidding, it's because my ghost warlock is activated all the time, so I don't have a way to

learn Cang at all!" "Don't stand and talk without backache, the family elders let me recite those awkward spells all day long, I'm annoyed, it's not my fault that I can't learn Cang"

Gojo Satoru in the distance tilted his head, he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the young girl who was thinking out of bounds.

This is really a world controlled by bondage, and people with extremely high talents will be trapped by some kind of difficulty, and only when they themselves break the bondage, can they really start to become strong

? And what is the dilemma of his Gojo

Satoru?"Well, forget him so much, Satoru, it's time to eat delicious snacks!".

The young girl with long white hair walked away without even waiting for Satoru Gojo to respond, and rushed straight to the family dining place.

Satoru Gojo looked at the young girl's back, his blue eyes glowing with a different kind of light, as if he wanted to see through the young girl's body, but after two seconds he smiled stunned and kept up with the young girl's pace.

At the same time, the sky grew darker.

The black and the unknown took over the entire sky, somewhere in the courtyard of Kamo's house.

A young boy with extremely fair skin, even to the point of paleness, sat alone on a stone bench, his neat and neat little face expressionless, and a pair of black eyes were extremely deep.

Some of the slightly long hair looks like it hasn't been taken care of in a while, and there are dark circles under the big eye sockets that are not very noticeable.

The lips are smooth and fair, reflecting the light next to them, and they look cute and charming.

But it's a pity that he's a decent man.

He was dressed in gray and sat upright, the gray combination set off his skin even fairer, and even gave people the illusion that his flesh was glowing.

What was extremely incompatible with his temperament was the white ribbon on his right hand.

Although his hands were on his knees, and although he did not look vigilant, his temperament intuitively made people feel creepy, as if he could be an executioner in the next second.

And the next second, it was as if the prophecy had come true.

Countless arrows suddenly poured out of the dark woods, and he only untied the bandage on his right hand slightly, and then countless droplets of blood instantly gushed out from the palm of his hand.

The blood wrapped him completely in a circle in the air, and the moment the arrow was fired, the blood that should have been used for defense instantly stretched out countless tentacles.

The blood-colored tentacles held all the ear arrows in all directions in a short moment, and then threw them out clockwise, and in an instant, countless muffled snorts sounded in the surrounding black forest, and some even let out unbearable hissing sounds.

The toddler just sat on the stone bench, still staring blankly ahead.

Out of the darkness came an old man in his sixtieth year, who waved his hand at the darkness with a yellow oil lamp in his hand, and then out of the forest came several adult men in alternative masks, each with a hound by his side and a blade pinned to his waist.

They glanced at each other, and at the signal of the old man with the lantern, they attacked the young boy sitting on the stone bench.

The toddler got up slightly, patted the already spotless kimono, and then slowly raised his right hand with the ribbon.

"Red Blood"

began with the barking of hounds, which was annoying, followed by the sound of flesh and bones being pierced, the barking of hounds disappeared instantly, and there was even a hint of wailing, and then there was a noisy shout that people seemed to be communicating something, the ping-pong sound of swords colliding, and the thunderclap of pulling the bowstring when the arrow was launched.

The cacophony of sounds all disappeared in a matter of seconds.

The old man with the lantern stared in amazement at the scene of rivers of blood and countless dry bones in front of him.