From the strongest you

After Yuhito the knotweed and the others expelled Sukuro and Man, they went back to find Gojo.

When everyone arrived at the scene, they only saw Xia Youjie standing in an open space holding Gojo Gojo. Knotweed Yuren approached and saw Gojo Gojo's broken legs and left arms, and his heart felt like he had been gnawed by countless ants.

Knotweed Youren was about to attack Xia Youjie, but was stopped by Otoku Yutai. "He is the teacher's only best friend, Xia Youjie, not Xia Suo."

Hearing this, Knotweed Youren stopped, "Then do you want to take him back to the high school?" Otoku didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Otoku worries towards Xia Youjie, originally had a lot of words to say, but seeing the five realizations in Xia Youjie's arms, it turned into a sentence, "Senior Jie, take the five teachers back together."

Xia Youjie, hugging Wujo Wu tightly, muttered on the side of his mouth: "Wu, I'm terrible." "

Senior Jie, it's not your fault."

Xia Youjie looked at Otoku Xuanta, "Senior Jie, cheer up, Teacher Gojo doesn't want to see your decadent appearance." Gojo-sensei asked me to tell you that I hope you can make this group of students grow up and become a force for change in the spell world.

Otoku stretched out his hand to Xia Youjie and said, "Senior Jie, take Teacher Gojo back with you."

Xia Youjie looked at everyone, and then at the five realizations in his arms: "Good..."

Xia Youjie and his party returned to the Spell High School, and the scene in front of them was not celebrated because of the victory of this battle as everyone thought, but it seemed very heavy.

They died not because the man who was called the strongest, but because the teacher who had always protected them and educated them would never come back... That cynical dumb teacher won't come back... That humorous voice could no longer be heard.

Everyone was immersed in grief, and their victory was won at great cost to all.

Xia Youjie tried his best to control his emotions and try to calm himself down. He walked to the room he had used to use with Gojo in his arms.

After Xia Youjie rested, he arranged for Otoku Yuta and the others to settle the new students at the Spell High School, take care of the injured students, and bury the students who died....

And Xia Youjie himself returned to the Wujo family with Gojo Gojo. "Goku, you're tired, I'll take you home... I'll take you... Go home...," Xia Youjie muttered softly to Gojo Gojo in his arms.

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"Alas, it's autumn again, let's go and ask someone to buy some clothes later."

"Knock knock."

A knock sounded on the door, interrupting Gojo's self-talk. Gojo Shizen opened the door and saw that it was Xia Youjie, he looked left and right, holding a glimmer of hope to find the tall figure, but when he looked at the Gojo Gojo held in Xia Youjie's arms, his last glimmer of hope turned into despair.

Gojo was leaning against the wall to support his body, and he couldn't believe that Gojo Gojo, who was still fighting with himself a few days ago, had now become like this.

"Uncle, I'm sorry..." Xia Youjie lowered his head and apologized to Gojo Shizen.

Gojo was constantly breathing heavily, trying to calm himself down as much as possible. "Kid, I don't blame you... There's nothing you can do about it.

"Do you want Auntie to see it?"

"Well... I'll call her. After

a while, Sugawara Isumi came to the courtyard. Seeing the five realizations in Xia Youjie's arms, she was stunned in place, and her tears couldn't stop staying.

"Xiao Wu! Wake up! Don't scare your mother! Woo hoo... Xiaowu's mother begs you, wake up quickly! Woo hoo..." Sugawara fainted because she couldn't accept the fact that Gojo was sacrificed. Gojo Iszen hurriedly caught Sugawara Isumi, "Xiaojie, you rest for a while first, I'll send your aunt to the hospital first." By

the time Gojo Shizen returned, it was already midnight, and as soon as Gojo Shizen entered the door, he saw Xia Youjie who was asleep holding Gojo Gojo, and Xia Youjie also noticed the movement around him and woke up.

"Uncle, you're back."

"Hmm."

"Uncle... Let's turn the enlightenment into a curse tomorrow... (Spelling refers to the use of spell fire to cremate the body of a deceased person, and the body cremated with spell fire turns into countless tiny rays of light) "

Well..."