After "Satoru Gojo" heard this, he covered half of his face and laughed non-stop. Then he opened his hands happily, as if opening his arms to Miwa Chisei.
"I thought it was Cursed Energy that was exposed, but it turned out to be the reason why it was so boring."
Looking at this person's actions, Miwa Chisei felt that if it were Satoru Gojo, he might be capable of such outrageous behavior.
"So how long are you going to keep this face?"
"Don't you like it? I obviously care about it here."
"Satoru Gojo" pointed to his heart and showed a malicious smile. His voice was no different from his own, but Miwa Chisei felt uncomfortable listening to it.
"I don't have a specific image to begin with. What I look like depends on the person's heart."
"In your eyes, I'm still 'that person'? I have a very good relationship, little girl."
Faced with such ridicule and provocation, Miwa Chisei did not show too many emotions.
She looked at the self-satisfied Cursed Spirit in front of her with a dull expression, and assessed the difficulty of dealing with him.
She is not worried that something will happen to Satoru Gojo, after all, that guy is very strong.
"An illusion?"
Miwa Chisei said to herself, she stretched out her finger casually, and the bite wound stopped bleeding.
"In this illusion! I am invincible!"
That Cursed Spirit was shouting excitedly, and there was no sense of inconsistency with the appearance of Satoru Gojo - after all, that guy can be so crazy.
"Then you have found the right person. I am also curious whether Special Grade Cursed Spirit is afraid of illusions."
"Satoru Gojo"'s expression calmed down. He looked at the calm little girl in front of him and pulled out a dagger from his waist, and cut his palm without hesitation.
The blood gathered and dripped, was covered by the red Cursed Energy and then differentiated. In an instant, the "tent" was filled with an evil and gloomy aura, no less than the aura exuded by Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
"Satoru Gojo" gritted his teeth and looked at the Crimson Eyes girl in front of her who looked like a hellish Shura, and couldn't help but question.
"What the hell are you?"
Miwa Chisei looked solemn, and she sighed softly.
"It's really unpleasant to be said like that by Cursed Spirit."
A huge black shadow shrouded behind "Satoru Gojo", like a ball of chaos roaring and screaming. A pair of hands separated from the black shadow grabbed "Satoru Gojo"'s neck without any resistance.
This Cursed Spirit clearly felt the fear of his life being threatened.
He began to struggle, his hard body trying to tear apart the Wraith black shadow clinging to him.
But that black shadow was almost invincible. It was not broken by any attack, and it just grabbed "Satoru Gojo" by the throat.
There is still a gap between this Special Grade Cursed Spirit and Toji Fushiguro. It took Toji Fushiguro about 5 minutes to break away from this illusion. So what about this Cursed Spirit?
Maybe it couldn't break free at all, and could only have its head exploded in fear.
"Damn Jujutsu Sorcerer, I absorbed your Cursed Energy!"
At this moment, Cursed Spirit began to release red Cursed Energy, which was exactly the same as Miwa Chisei. Feeling the phantom black shadow of Cursed Energy, it was stunned for a moment, and it was a little hesitant.
And Miwa Chisei cut his other hand again.
The blood sacrifice immediately made the black shadow go crazy. It roared with satisfaction and penetrated "Satoru Gojo"'s body mercilessly.
Seeing such a scene, Miwa Chisei frowned slightly.
After all, it was the guy's face that was used to disembowel him.
"Ahhhh! You damn guy!"
He saw the black shadow's hand piercing his abdomen, but he had no way to resist.
This Cursed Spirit felt scared. He never thought that one day he would be tortured by Jujutsu Sorcerer!
"Are you scared?"
Miwa Chisei took a few steps closer and stretched out her white palms covered with blood, with a cold smile on her face.
"Playing with people's minds with illusions is really boring, unless you can just kill them."
"But you are actually very weak, right? Do you need to steal other people's Cursed Energy?"
Cursed Spirit was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his fake handsome face was filled with ferociousness.
"Then you really - underestimate me!"
"It's nice to be buried with you!"
Miwa Chisei subconsciously took a step back. She joined her hands in front of her and launched Cursed Energy to escape, but the huge fire had already swallowed her up.
This Cursed Spirit chose to self-destruct!
The overwhelming energy mixed with Miwa Chisei Cursed Energy devoured her. Miwa Chisei never thought that she would eventually self-destruct by her own Cursed Energy.
And she heard a roar.
"Miwa Chisei! What the hell are you doing! When did Miwa family teach you this kind of Jujutsu!"
When he was unconscious, another Satoru Gojo flashed in front of his eyes.
"What the hell, why are there two brats - Cursed Energy, exactly the same, but the one has self-destructed into pieces, this one is real, right?"
Miwa Chisei closed his eyes tiredly.
"Idiot, Miwa family people don't know how to self-destruct, it's a shame."
In the darkness, Miwa Chisei woke up and found himself in an endless void.
She didn't know why she had such a sense, but she stood calmly.
Then a scene unfolded like a scroll.
She saw a group of people wearing kimonos. Such outfits did not seem to belong to this era.
The group of people seemed to be surrounding a man with disheveled hair, and the man in the middle raised his head, his dirty face full of unwillingness and hatred.
He has a pair that looks like a demon from hell, with blood Red Eyes.
Miwa Chisei felt that her heart was being pinched, and she couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to see more clearly and hear more truly.
One of them stood in front of the man with blood-eyed eyes. His dark blue pupils had a hint of compassion, and his long light gray hair was meticulously taken care of.
"I need Miwa family's help. May we become the strongest family?"
After the man with long light gray hair said this, he inserted his fingers into the eyes of the man with blood-red pupils.
The man was screaming in hysterical pain. He was held down by the people around him, and he could only let the man gouge out his eyes.
The fingertips covered with blood were holding a round eyeball, which Red Eyes seemed to be mixed with grief.
The man with long light gray hair held his eyes in the air religiously and murmured.
"Living Sacrifice of Demon King's Eye, may I give birth to the 'strongest' Jujutsu Society in my family."
The picture stayed at this moment and ended abruptly.
Miwa Chisei felt it was difficult to breathe. She began to hold her head and struggle wildly. The picture became muddy and confusing.
What are these things?
My head was in great pain, as if it was about to be torn apart.
Miwa Chisei It was like drowning, there was a muddy sound in my ears, and my eardrums were about to be squeezed and ruptured.
"Miwa! Wake up!"
The young man's clean voice broke through all this and awakened this nightmare.
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