Life in a different world starting from the return of spells

In a smoking area next to Shinjuku Street, a uniformed female high school student walked in and pulled out a cigarette from her pocket.

"Do you need fire?"

A familiar voice came, Jia Jin Glass turned his head, but the person was Xia Youjie, seeing Xia Youjie's usual smile, Jiajin Glass also greeted easily,

"Aren't you a criminal?" What's the matter?

Xia Youjie walked over and lit a cigarette for his family with a lighter, and said,

"It's a chance."

"Let me ask, have you been wronged?"

"Unfortunately, no."

"Then ask again, why?"

"I'm going to create a world with only sorcerers."

"Haha, the meaning is not clear."

"It's not a child anymore, I don't expect everyone to understand."

Iejin, who was smiling, understood again that this classmate would not be persuaded to turn back by his own words, and then said while calling Gojou

, "I see you are so awkward that no one will understand you anyway, and you are also very childish?"

"Ah, Gojo? Jay is in oh, yes, Shinjuku. No, I don't want to be killed.

Xia Youjie walked slowly on the streets of Shinjuku alone, and then stopped, and Gojo stood in front of him, and the six eyes that were envied by the world were bloodshot with anger.

"Explain clearly, Jay!"

"Glass told you, I didn't add anything other than that."

"So you want to kill everyone except the Warlock? Parents are no exception?

Xia Youjie, on the other hand, smiled carelessly, as if as a non-sorcerer's parents, he was not the same species as himself. No, in Xia Youjie's eyes, non-magicians are just monkeys, and only sorcerers are humans.

"You can't treat your parents specially, and my relatives are more than them."

Gojo's emotions became more and more excited

, "I didn't ask that, didn't I say not to do meaningless killing?"

In the headquarters of the Panxing Sect, Gojo had wanted to kill those disciples, but it was Xia Youjie who thought it was pointless and stopped him.

"Meaningful, meaningful, even righteous."

"There are ghosts!"

Gojo roared angrily,

"Kill all non-sorcerers and create a world where there are only warlocks? Absolutely impossible! Doing that kind of impossible thing is called meaningless!

"How arrogant."

"Huh?"

Xia Youjie's answer made Wujo Wujo feel that the meaning was unclear, but the next words made Wujo Wu have nothing to say

, "You can do it, Wu."

"What you can do yourself, you teach others that 'it is impossible to do.'"

"You are the strongest because you are Gojou? Or is it because it is the strongest, so it is Gojo Gojo?

Gojo asked him impatiently,

"What do you want to express?"

"If I could be you, this absurd ideal would be somewhat feasible, right?"

"I decided how to live, and then I will try to do what I can."

Xia Youjie turned and left, unwilling to say more.

Gojo raised his hand to Xia Youjie, and the spell condensed in his hand, but he couldn't make a move.

Xia Youjie stopped and said

, "Kill if you want, it makes sense."

Then he continued walking into the distance.

Gojo, on the other hand, lowered his hand.

............

On one of the stairs in Shinjuku, Gojo sits decadently on it. The night moth walked down and asked,

"Why didn't you catch up?"

Gojo raised his head and looked in the direction Xia Youjie left,

"You... Really want to ask?

The Night Moth closed his eyes,

"No... Forget it, sorry.

And Gojo also asked

, "Sensei, I'm strong, right?"

"Yes, it's so strong that it's infuriating."

"However, I alone can't seem to be strong. All I can save is someone who is ready to be rescued by others. "

............

The headquarters of the Pan Star Sect, the Palace of the Children of the Star.

Xia Youjie was having a conversation with the intermediary beside him,

"It seems that the Panxing Sect has been disbanded, right?"

"Other groups are also a source."

"It's a makeover to the outside, don't you like it?"

"No, if you can collect curses and funds, you can do anything."

"Do you really want to appear in that outfit?"

"Nothing wrong with it, momentum is important."

The two walked forward while talking, and Xia Youjie's body was dressed in a gorgeous kimono. And beside Xia Youjie, stood two girls with blond hair and a black hair, two young sorcerers who had been abused in that village.

They were rescued by Xia Youjie after that, and their once loose hair was trimmed into clean and tidy bangs, and they were also wearing fashionable sweatshirts.

Xia Youjie touched their heads and said gently,

"Take a good look."

The blonde girl looked at Xia Youjie excitedly, while the black-haired girl lowered her head shyly.

Xia Youjie immediately asked the intermediary beside him,

"Have you all arrived?"

"The ministers representing the chairman of the board of directors, as well as other financial owners, have arrived."

After hearing this, Xia Youjie stepped on wooden shoes and walked to the podium of the Palace of the Son of the Stars, and in the noisy hall, he came to the podium, and said to the people below with a cheerful smile and a casual tone

, "You have been waiting for a long time, so I will make a long story short."

"From this moment on, this group will belong to me, the name will be changed, and you will listen to me in the future."

Of those present, the majority objected.

Xia Youjie smiled awkwardly,

"It's nerve-wracking." By the way, Mr. Sonoda, please come to the stage if it is convenient. Right! It's you! As

if he saw an acquaintance, Xia Youjie happily invited him up, and the Mr. Sonoda he invited was the acting director of the Panxing Sect who had entrusted Fuheishir to kill Riko Tian.

When Sonoda came to the stage, a huge tumbler-shaped spell spirit fell from the sky, and for a while blood splashed on the stage, countless blood flowed out from under the spell, and the position where Sonoda was standing had been occupied by the spell.

Xia Youjie spoke up again at this time, and the smile was no longer there, and his tone was full of murder and majesty.

"Well, say it again."

Xia Youjie raised his hand, wiped the blood off his face, and then looked at everyone in the audience with contempt.

"Surrender to me, monkey."

I hate monkeys, that's what I really chose.

............

At the Zen-in house, a little boy carrying a schoolbag is walking alone.

"You are, Fuhei-kun."

A voice came from behind the boy, and Fuguro turned to see a white-haired high school student in uniform and sunglasses standing behind him with his hands in his pockets, it was Gojo Gojo.

"Who are you?"

Gojo, on the other hand, did not answer his question, but instead looked at Fuguro in front of him with an expression full of disgust.

"Anyway, what kind of expression are you?"

"Oh, I think it's really carved out of a mold."

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