The strongest spell binding milk wants to change jobs every day

It was just a big bump on the head, of course Bai Xue was cured immediately.

Gojo Satoru messed up his hair casually, and complained, "That uncle Noctua, he's been getting more and more aggressive recently. It's just that he hasn't lowered his account."

When Bai Xue heard it, she raised the corners of her mouth and said silently in her heart: Principal Ye Moth did a great job!

"Little Bai Xuejiang? What were you thinking just now?" Wujo Wu tilted his head and looked at Bai Xue, his intuition that belonged to cats made him feel a little bit wrong.

Although her heart was different, Bai Xue still said very honestly, "I was thinking, Mr. Wutiao remember to lower the bill next time, it will be fine."

"It's so troublesome. It's not a big deal for those non-magicians to see it, right? Anyway, they are all afraid of monsters. They can wash their eyes when they see me."

"Wu, that's not how things work out." Xia Youjie sat beside him very elegantly, "The monsters have already caused fear, and we conjurers should be even more cautious to maintain the peace of mind of non-magicians."

Gojo Satoru rested his chin on one hand and smiled ironically, "I'm not interested in thinking about the weak."

Xia Youjie put down his raised legs and sat up straighter, "It is the responsibility of our conjurers to protect non-magicians."

"Scary, Jie, your argument seems to be an old man." Wujou stuck out his tongue, put his hand on Baixue's shoulder, and pulled him to his side, "Right, Baixue sauce. Jie just said something super old-fashioned." .”

Bai Xue looked up at Xia Youjie, the veins on Xia Youjie's temples jumped visibly to the naked eye.

Wow, her ssr skills are really full.

"Does Sister Bai Xue think so too?"

Considering Bai Xue's presence, Xia Youjie did not directly and impulsively fight Gojo Satoru.

"Ah? What?" Bai Xue blinked, raised her head and asked, "Which side do you think?"

Xia Youjie crossed his fingers on the table, and stated in a slow voice, "Spells are meant to protect non-sorcerers. To protect these weak people, I will become a magician. Sister Bai Xue said that she is a nanny." Right? You should have the same idea, right?"

"Ah..." Bai Xue's eyes wandered for a while, and finally gave up struggling under Xia Youjie's direct gaze.

She sighed and asked, "Does Mr. Xia You know? I once said that I can't be a great doctor, I can only be a nanny."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Xue raised her head and smiled softly, "I am a very selfish person. If my enemy is lying on my hospital bed dying, probably, I will only think about how to get rid of him without being discovered."

Gojo Satoru: "Bai Xuejiang is so cruel..."

"So, Mr. Wutiao, please be good." Bai Xue urged very seriously.

A bad cat is only suitable for castration, and it will be good if it becomes a father-in-law.

For some reason, seeing Bai Xue smiling softly, Gojo Satoru's back felt a little chilly.

Xia Youjie was shocked by Bai Xue's remarks for a moment before continuing, "I can understand this, but what I'm asking is whether to protect the weak."

"That's the nature of the problem."

"Ok?"

"Mr. Xia You puts his motivation on others. My motivation comes from myself. Moreover, I never feel that my ability must be contributed to others."

At this time, Bai Xue, who was only eight or nine years old in body, could no longer see the immature feeling. Through her eyes, Xia Youjie seemed to see a mature soul.

"Sister Baixue, as a conjurer, it is my responsibility to protect the weak. Isn't that great?"

"It's very good. It's better to say it's great." Bai Xue patted Wu Tiao Wu's outstretched paws, and looked up at Xia Youjie, "But you regard others as motivation. Once others change, the ideas you firmly believe in If you want to maintain it, it will be very painful, right?"

Gojo Satoru continued to stretch his claws, and casually said, "Jie, it's not good to impose responsibility on the spell."

Xia Youjie: "What?"

"Sorry." Bai Xue slapped Gojo Wu on the head, and then slapped Wujo continuously, as if checking whether the melon was ripe, "Mr. Wujo is too much to beat. I'll help you beat him up."

Gojo Goku pursed his lips: "Bai Xue Sauce!!"

"Forget it... Wu has always had that kind of character." Xia Youjie pinched the base of his nose with his fingers, and frowned.

"Mr. Xia You don't need to be so distressed." Bai Xue tilted her head to look at Xia Youjie's expression, and comforted her, "Things like ideals are all private. It's really normal to be different from others."

Xia Youjie sighed, and smiled helplessly: "Sister Bai Xue, you are right. As long as I carry out my own ideas, it will be fine."

Bai Xue raised her eyebrows and did not continue to comment on Xia Youjie's theory.After all, talking too much would only make her seem too arrogant.

The social etiquette of adults is not to comment on other people's lifestyles.

Although, she had to admit that Xia Youjie's ideals that were almost cruel were really suitable for being a nanny.However, at this level, she would never recommend Xia Youjie as her successor.

There is no other reason.

If he becomes the successor, Xia Youjie will live too tired.

Because I have strength, I must save others or something. Such a nanny, no matter how much milk she has, she will be sucked dry, right?

One must be selfish in order to be selfless.

But it is impossible for her to be selfless. To raise a three-year-old ssr like Gojo Satoru, she is already physically and mentally exhausted, and she has no other time to care about others.

Ye Mo Zhengdao just came back from the phone call, looked at Gojo Wu, who was lying on the table like a primary school boy, pulling Bai Xue's hair, and frowned, "Wu, be normal!"

Gojo Satoru lazily replied, "I'm normal, teacher!"

Bai Xue gently pulled back her precious hair, and then beat the cat's paw heartlessly, "Let you sit up straight."

Really, she began to miss Wujo teacher.Although the teacher is clingy, at least he will not be so childish, at least six years old.

And this one, less than three years old.

Gojo Wujo withdrew his hand, blew, and said angrily, "Xiao Baixue! Have you gotten used to beating me recently?! If this continues, I will... um..."

"What will happen?" Bai Xue raised her eyebrows, with a dangerous emotion in her eyes.

Gojo Satoru's intuition made him shut up, and even his tone was not too arrogant: "Yes, I will be angry."

Night Moth looked at the scene under the podium with relief, he finally found someone who could cure Wujo Wu.It seems that in the future, the desire to lose less hair can be realized.

"Let's get down to business, this mission has assigned Jie and Wu you two to do it. The mission is to protect and bring back the astral body and erase it." Ye Mozheng said with emotion, and patted the blackboard directly, calling the attention of the three force.

Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair, "Tsk, you're talking nonsense in broad daylight."

"Indeed. Probably inflated."

Ye Mozheng twitched his forehead, suppressed his anger and continued, "Considering the complexity of the mission, you guys should take Bai Xue with you."

Gojo Satoru leaned on the chair and stretched his limbs, like a dozing cat, "What a weird task, and I have to bring Xiao Bai Xuejiang with me. Is the astral body so important?"

Xia Youjie's joking expression froze just now, "Wu, don't you know the astral body?"

Wujo Wuli said confidently, "What the hell is that?"

Xia Youjie: ...

Nocturne is right:  …

Covering her face, Bai Xue silently moved a little to the side, she didn't want to know this ignorant but confident fool.

Although she doesn't know what an astral body is.But by looking at the context, as well as the atmosphere, we can also guess the importance of the astral body.

Under such circumstances, she never imagined that Gojo Satoru could express his ignorance so naturally.

Noctua Zhengdao reflected on whether there was something wrong with his education.He looked at Xia Youjie, then at Wujo Wu and came to the conclusion that it wasn't Wujo Wu that was the problem.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and explained the relationship between the astral body and Lord Tianyuan to the two people who were not clear about the situation, mainly to Bai Xue.

Then, he frowned and emphasized the importance and difficulty of this mission.

"Teacher, there is no need to emphasize the importance and difficulty. With me and Jie here, nothing is difficult at all."

Gojo Satoru rested his head on one hand, and sat crookedly, with only one leg of the chair touching the ground.

"Indeed." Xia Youjie sat on the chair, folded his hands on his lap, and rarely agreed with Gojo Wu's words, "It is very difficult to find a magician who surpasses the two of us in the world of magic at this stage."

"No, Jie, Wu. This mission is not just a matter of our magic world."

Night Moth said solemnly, "Although I explained the mission you and Jie did before. But the remnants of those monsters are eager to try, and want to cause the complete collapse of our magic world by killing the astral body."

"That group of monsters haven't died yet, it's really troublesome." Gojo Satoru muttered, holding his chin, "Obviously a lot of monsters in Tokyo have gone, and they haven't been cleaned up."

Night Moth said rightly: "Don't underestimate those monsters who have lived for thousands of years. Although they may not be as powerful as super-level curse spirits, they are far more cunning than curse spirits."

"Cunning, and good at escaping. It doesn't matter whether they are from Tokyo or Kyoto." Xia Youjie frowned slightly as he recalled his mission in Kyoto. "The monsters in Kyoto seem to be better at tricks."

"That's why I asked Baixue to be with you." Ye Mozheng nodded in agreement with Xia Youjie's point of view, and then confirmed to Baixue, "Can Baixue save the star plasma in time?"

"Is Mr. Moth underestimating me?"

Bai Xue put her hands on the table, sat upright, and the corners of her mouth were raised slightly. She looked like a good student, but her words were a little arrogant.

"Within the scope of my treatment, no one can pass me and take someone's life."

Noctua paused for a moment before continuing, "That's good. I'll leave the safety of the astral body to Bai Xue."

After finishing speaking, Noctua Moth Zhengdao felt a little guilty in his heart.For some reason, he always felt that for a moment, Bai Xue, a well-behaved little girl, looked exactly like the student he needed to beat.