I planted little spray mushrooms at 5:20 and dominated the magic world at 13:14

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Chapter 145 (Long Review and Update 2-in-1)

    Gojo Satoru stopped attacking, laughed nonchalantly, and took two steps back.

    In just a few months, his height seemed to have grown a little bit, and it seemed that he would hit the door frame if he didn't lower his head.

    "Okay." He said, "You can go."

    Xia Yujie: "..."

    Are you mad?

    Xia Yujie said worriedly: "I know you are very angry, but you can't just let Xiaoyuan face Sukuna alone-"

    However, Gojo Satoru raised half of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders in a relaxed manner, which clearly showed that he was really relaxed.

    "..." Xia Yujie suddenly understood, "Did you..."

    tamper with the finger of Sukuna that was handed over?

    Or, on the container... But haven't they found the last "Four Great Disasters" yet?

    "Open your pocket and take a look." Gojo Satoru nodded. "I know how much you like to play tricks, so I prepared in advance. Do you think I will hand over the last finger to you so easily?"

    Minamoto Hiiragi immediately took out the wooden box containing the finger from the bag. He had confirmed with his own eyes that it was a genuine Sukuna finger. When he opened it again, the contents inside turned into a shriveled bamboo stick with a spell engraved on it!

    It was a special spell that could create an illusion, deceiving his eyes.

    Gen Shugetsu's face changed: "You!"

    "I forgot to say it." Gojo Satoru said coldly, "I did look through the ancient books at home, so I found this method. How are you going to revive the complete Sukuna with a missing finger?"

    "I'm very angry." He called out his full name, biting each word very hard, as if gnawing at his bones and flesh, and said in anger, "... Gen Shugetsu."

    "Is there a single truth in your mouth? Do you want to face it alone even at this time?"

    "Do you really want to throw me away?"

    If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Xia Yujie would have patted his best friend on the shoulder and praised him loudly, "Well done.

    " "..." Gen Shugetsu squeezed the wooden box tightly, squeezing it until it creaked, his face gloomy, "You plotted against me..."

    After a few seconds, he let go.

    "Pah", the fake box fell to the ground.

    Behind him, the ground surrounded by green grass gradually condensed into white frost. The temperature dropped a few degrees, and the white frost covered a whole layer. A figure walked on this snow-white road and slowly walked out of the forest.