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I won’t mention the former representative. Idiots should let them live in the world of funny comics. Doesn’t running out affect other people’s physical and mental health? As for the latter, the first thing that Shangyou remembers is the pass. The young man who had gray hair before he was old and had no say in his strength. The arrogant spirit seemed to penetrate deep into his bones, as if he didn’t know how to communicate with others normally. The woman in front of him slaps a fan just now and broke off the attack of the wind in front. Is it a master of that level of pass?

"Ha! Who is it? Is the helper that the boy behind you came to find? If not, I hope you can get out of the way first and wait until I help this poor boy who went astray return to God's arms before playing with you."

Although her arrogant arrogance is not as good as the woman who suddenly appears, the wind in front is not born with so single lines and lacks mind. Killing Shangjoo tomb is one of the important goals she entered the school city today. If possible, of course she had to complete this goal before she could have the time to do other things. However, the woman in front of her did not mean to get out of the way, and the wind in front did not think about it carefully. Her tone of speaking was so ugly. Even if she was just a passing person, she might be angry and involved in trouble.

"Fun? Hahaha, sister, I really stayed at home and had nothing to do and was bored, so I wanted to come here to have some fun. The princess of Yongyuanting didn't know where to go crazy with her rabbit today. I happened to meet you here, so hurry up and have fun with my sister."

"The second time, get out of the way! When I finish the business, I will play with you as long as you want!"

The wind in front bit the chain hanging on his tongue, and the crunching sound made people's teeth sore.

"You are not afraid of getting your teeth damaged. Really, a girl makes herself look like a human and a ghost, and you are not afraid of scaring all the boys away? Is that right? Do you think her face is beautiful, or is it scary to look at it, little brother?"

Katsujo was stunned for a moment, "Little Brother"? Could it be that they were calling me? In addition to the classmates in the school, the people who Katsujo met carefully thought that most of them were younger than him. Especially for those junior and middle school girls, Katsujo always regarded themselves as "Brother Katsujo". Unexpectedly, they were downgraded to "Little Brother". They felt awkward when they heard it. He stayed for a long time before he was sure that the woman was indeed talking to him.

"This... I think it's good to have appropriate decorations, but wearing too much is a bit weird."

No matter how intense the fight was before, the other party was a girl. Kurajou thought he was quite a gentleman in front of the girl, so he was embarrassed to say that he looked ugly. He scratched his head and thought for a long time, thinking that this answer should have given him enough face to the Feng Feng ahead, but in fact he didn't care.

"Right, look, my little brother's idea is the same as ours. Two to one, the minority obeys the majority, let me help you get rid of those tingling things."

Seeing the other party slam the fan in his hand, the wind in front of him took several steps and placed the hammer horizontally in front of him in a defensive posture. She herself used the prop to perform long-range attacks, and subconsciously regarded the fan in the woman's hand as a spiritual outfit like her giant hammer. Especially when the woman appeared, she used the fan to blow away her attack. Although the other party's movements were slow and soft, it didn't look like she was fighting with others. The wind in front still dared not be careless. Perhaps it was the woman's intuition, or the experience cultivated by long-term sweeping tasks, in less than two or three minutes, the wind in front of him characterized the woman in front of him as a more threatening enemy than a fantasy killer.

"Oh, why are you doing that far? But don't worry, sister, how can my kindness be so easily let go? Do you have a mirror on your body? See if you feel much more comfortable now."

Zhifeng ahead didn't notice anything, but then he just bluffed and fanned casually. But when he heard the woman say, she suddenly felt something was wrong on her face. He quickly raised his hand and fumbled on his face. Zhifeng ahead was surprised to find that all the iron rings and gems inlaid on his face were gone!

"Have you lost something? Maybe it's with my sister."

The woman stretched out one hand, and there were a bunch of tiny reflectors on her spread palm, which were actually the punk style ornaments that the wind in front of her had been wearing on her face! The wind in front of her suddenly remembered something, and the hand that had not yet been put down immediately reached into her mouth, confirming that the chain with a small cross hanging on her tongue was still there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The Feng of the Forbidden City changed his previous joke. Her face became less weird when she became serious. It might be because she took off all those things? He closed his mouth with her grown-up, and he was very knowledgeable. Just this would not make his chin fall off.

There was a light sound, followed by a bang. A big hole was opened on the roof of the broken family restaurant overwhelmed. The quiet moonlight shone in from the big hole and fell on the woman. Since the woman appeared, the enemy Kamijo and the Feng in front of her finally saw clearly what the person was coming.

She was wearing a gentle purple dress, and the skirt was longer than the one in front of her. The pink ruffles at the end fell to the ankle wrapped in white stockings, revealing a pair of red high heels. The woman wore a soft hat that felt like it was suitable for pajamas. She tied several bunches of blonde hair underneath with a bow. Her hairstyle was weird but very beautiful.

Although he could only see a back from his position, Shangjou felt that this woman must be very beautiful. The purple clothes and long white gloves set off a graceful temperament that made people feel a little ashamed.

The wind in front of her was not as good as the one. Although her "weapon" was still there, it was just left by the other party's "good intention". As one of the most mysterious and powerful right seat of the Roman Orthodox Church, she had never encountered such an opponent who made her feel powerless before she could really fight.

Pooh!

Spit on the ground, and the wind in front of him smashed the hammer in his hand to the ground. What if it is stronger? God's Right Seat is not an old man who hides in the depths of the church, especially her "weapon" that has always fought on the front line. How could she be scared away by the other party's little tricks?

"I'll say it last, please move out of your current position. If you have any requests, wait until I kill that kid..."

"Ah, sorry."

Before the Feng in front of him finished speaking, the woman in purple interrupted her. With that distressed expression, the uninformed person thought she was stuck between two friends who turned against each other.
Chapter completed!