How are everyone doing in the Mid-Autumn Festival? We feel quite tired... But it's good to eat mooncakes once a year

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"Everything else is easy to say. Sister, I have always been indifferent to no desires and no desires. Unfortunately, this little brother cannot die yet, and..."

“And what?”

Since becoming a member of the Right Seat of God, the wind in front has not tasted the so-called gritting teeth for a long time. She is no different from an ordinary person. She will feel uncomfortable when biting hard things when her teeth are. But this cannot stop her from biting the chain hanging on the tip of her tongue, and she must feel the soreness so that she can barely keep calm.

"Since the beginning, you're sure you can beat the little brother behind me?"

"Hmph! I am the wind in front of the right mat of God, he is just an ordinary student with strange arms."

"The implication is that he is definitely not your opponent? Being confident is a good thing, but self-confidence should not be based on the differences in each other's identities, but on strength."

Judging from the purple-clothed woman's meaning, is she going to let herself continue to fight with the wind ahead and decide the winner? It doesn't matter whether she can defeat the opponent or not. Shangyou hopes that she can transfer the person hidden in the bathroom first. Just as Shangyou was about to speak, the woman continued: "According to the plot, should I move out of the way, sister, please give up the little brother behind you now? But I'm sorry, we have always been used to going to bed early, and it's already very sleepy today. We don't like someone to educate others as much as someone, so those troublesome processes are saved, so you can go back with me first."

"I'm just talking nonsense and talking until the end, but I'm going to start fighting. Come on, let me see you..."

Dong! The hammer in the hand of the wind in front hit the ground, which was different from before, and it was not the prelude to her attack with the strong wind. The hammer lost support and fell to the ground naturally. Then the hammer's owner had not even finished speaking, and he followed the ground before he could finish his words, just like the people who fell to the ground that Hanjo saw along the way.

"this……"

"Hahaha, what's wrong? Little brother, are you unhappy to help you knock her down? Or are you actually the type of person who has to kill the enemy by yourself or you will not be willing to accept it, just like the little girl over there?"

After being mentioned by the woman in purple, Shangyou found that there were vague sounds of messy footsteps coming from the street. In the blink of an eye, the footsteps were getting louder and louder, and at least three or four people were running towards this side. With the street lights and moonlight, Shangyou had already seen a girl who ran over first wearing a yellow dress like the wind in front of him. However, compared with the speechless dress of the wind in front of him, the same color was undoubtedly very bright and very fashionable in the girl's matching. The high heels on the girl's feet made a crisp sound on the quiet street, just like a fashionable girl who was rushing to buy a new product in a bustling commercial street.

"Is that your companion?"

Behind the girl in yellow was three other girls. Apart from the girl in yellow, who took the lead, she looked younger than her last year, and she was not as weird as a magician she had ever seen before, and she looked more like a student in this city.

The Feng Discipline Committee? Students appeared at this time, and Shangyou naturally thought of the group of students who maintained the urban order of the school. Especially the few Feng Discipline Committees he had contacted were girls younger than him. Didn’t the four people who came to see that just meet the standards?

"Ha, it's just four little sisters. Companions are not that exaggerated. But the one in front, if you have no objection to your little brother, I'll take it away."

"etc!"

After reaching out his hand and shouting, Katsujo didn't know what he should say. Stop the woman from taking the wind in front of him? Why? The man was defeated by others, and he came to kill his assassin. Even if the other party wanted to hand over the wind in front of him, Katsujo didn't know how to deal with it. But even so, even if the other party almost killed his assassin, Katsujo didn't want her to be taken away without knowing how she would be treated. Someone once said that Katsujo was hypocritical, but he never thought of changing himself to adapt to others.

"What's wrong? Little brother, don't want my sister to take her away. Do you want to stay for yourself to interrogate or something else? Oh, it's annoying. Why are you men like this? When you see that the other person is a girl, you will hold him and keep him away. Really, don't you know whether men and women will kiss each other?"

Kamijo recklessly called the woman in purple, but she was unexpectedly affected. The woman took two steps forward and turned around. Then she said something, Shangjo didn't hear clearly. After being in a stalemate in this broken building for so long, Kamijo finally saw the appearance of the mysterious woman.

Amazing, it was indeed as if he had guessed, and he looked extremely beautiful. When Katsujo thought about it carefully, he seemed to have never seen such a woman with a look and graceful temperament. However, this woman gave people a very strange feeling, and she had an indescribable weirdness. She always felt that she was different from herself, and she could not see her appearance at all. At this moment, the scene in Journey to the West that she had seen before appeared in Shangjo inexplicably. Spider spirit? Monster? Katsujo patted her head and smiled mockingly. I have only heard of magicians in this world, where did some monsters come from?

"Little brother, saliva is flowing out."

"Uh, right...huh?"

Shangjo subconsciously raised his hand and wiped his sleeves on his mouth, running away all the way, and his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. How could he have any saliva? He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was really like the spider spirit in the novel. He suddenly realized why he felt strange. If this woman appeared in front of him with the bad teacher, she would probably feel much more normal.

That bad teacher is really enviable. Every girl who follows you makes people saliva and make people drool. If the guys in their class, especially the legendary full control of the blue-haired earrings, wouldn't they really have to wet the floor so much?

But Kazuo himself was not jealous at all. This young man who was unable to lack a few troubles every day knew best how beautiful girls were tormenting the country and the people. Just say that Bilibili, wasn't she miserable enough by her? Not to mention the little nun who dressed like a British black tea cup all day long - Kazuo felt ache in his heart, and his expression did not escape the 'big sister' opposite.

"Little brother, you're called Katsujoo Toma, right?"

"Oh, right."

He no longer had the heart to ask why the other party knew his name. He had encountered such a thing recently. Several of them were shouting and killing him. In comparison, this elder sister was undoubtedly so kind that people couldn't help crying.
Chapter completed!