The north wind of Beiyuan stepped on Prince Jiaren's head.

This scene that forced him to bow his head.

Reflected in the eyes of the Hundred Day Gui Longming, he... didn't react for a while.

Until Kyoichi Hirashima beside him exclaimed.

The Hundred Days Ghost Longming looked back at him.

Kyichi Hirajima also looked back at Takaaki Hiroshima.

The two looked at each other in surprise.

Two of them are speechless.

This moment.

The Hundred Days Gui Longming suddenly felt that the incident of his kidnapping of the Prime Minister of the Cabinet a few days ago was nothing big than the scene in front of him...

After all, Kitahara Nanfeng was facing the five Ise Shrines. Although he was the fallen Omiyaji, and although he had put in a lot of effort,... the last attack was Amaterasu's Great God. Whether the Hundred Days Ghost Takaraki was willing or not, he had to admit that it was the pinnacle of the Shinto of this country.

How did he do it...

Kyoichi Hirajima had similar thoughts and stared at Kitahara Nanfeng.

How did it do it...

On the other side.

Because of the impact just now, the three alive Omiyaji, who were still alive, didn't know whether they were dead or fainted, and lay on the ground without moving.

Prince Jiaren in front of him seemed to have taken away all his energy and spirit by the attack just now, just like an ordinary person.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was able to step on his head.

And I haven't put down my legs for a long time.

Outsiders saw this scene.

Maybe I feel it.

Boy's spirit.

Frivolous and domineering.

But in fact, Beiyuan Nanfeng just wanted to swear victory at the beginning...

I never thought about keeping on someone else's head.

But later, because of the interruption, he was busy comforting his ancestors and gods, and forgot to put down his legs...

"Woo... I'm going to die, that seems to be my Lord God, I'm going to be beaten to death."

Shiori's voice sounded in the mind of Nanfeng, Kitahara, with a crying voice, weak and pitiful.

Um……

If she didn't work hard at the last moment, Beiyuan Nanfeng would believe it.

That's right.

In fact, in addition to himself, Kitahara Nanfeng's punch was also powered by Shiori.

At that time, Kitahara Nanfeng wanted to help Sumiko Nikai block the attack, but he also understood that only his own words were a little worse, and Shiori just happened to make a sound, so he immediately asked Shiori to fight.

Shiori said pitifully that she could not fight.

Beiyuan Nanfeng turned his head and asked her to borrow some of her spirits...

If Shiori didn't.

It is hard to say whether the Northeast Nanfeng can block that blow, but it should be able to block it, but the outcome may be the same as Sumiko Qihai, rather than now, although her chest and right arm are bloody and bloody, but it is only a minor injury, far from being hurt.

Of course he didn't want to make him feed him for the rest of his life, so after thinking for a while, he forced her to help regardless of Shiori's protest.

Shiori also tried her best.

But now things are over.

Shiori began.

She began to think about it anxiously, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

Beiyuan Nanfeng had no choice but to comfort his family, who was obviously very powerful but timid, JK god:

"What are you afraid of? You won't see her again. Do you still have a home in Gaotianyuan?"

"What if... I'm not the god of this country after all, what if I meet her one day and she beat me up..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng replied immediately: "Then you beat her up too."

"I can't fight..."

"Then I'll go and beat her up with you."

"I don't want to fight! You Jikai!"

Shiori sniffed, and her crying became more and more obvious: "I shouldn't have come out with you at the beginning! You didn't take me to play. I slept in your shadow all day long, and then I was scared by you halfway through sleep. After you woke up, you forced me to fight for you. You have no heart... I am the god, I am the boss! But you and Mio both bullied me..."

She became more and more excited as she spoke.

Finally, I burst into tears...

When Beiyuan Nanfeng heard her words, he was a little amused and laughed: "I understand, I'm sorry, I'll take you to play later. In addition, you are the boss, okay."

"You didn't take it seriously!"

The translucent figure of the JK god suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of Nanfeng, Beiyuan.

She was still wearing the wrinkled school uniform, with a pair of snow-white and tender calves under her short skirt as smooth as jade. She was naked with jade feet, with tears in her eyes and a look of grievance. If she hadn't floated in the air, she would have been an ordinary high school student.

"The Lord of God in my memory is very handsome. You... Although you are also handsome, you are full of the aura of the Yellow Spring Kingdom. You also like to beat people and take me to beat people. You are not the Yazi I imagined!"

Shiori accused the south wind of the Northland and finally broke the sound.

"Okay."

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't help laughing: "Now the tree is ready, so let me relax, what's wrong with the Lord God? Still the same thing, you have been by my side and don't go to Gaotianyuan, what are you afraid of?"

“…”

Shiori was silent for a moment when she heard this. Xiaoqiao's nose wrinkled and suddenly asked, "What does it mean to have a boat in the wood?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng had no expression on his face and replied: "It means that the eggs have been made into cakes and cannot be returned."

"oh……"

Shiori responded, and then tears rose from the corners of her eyes: "Then what we are talking about has something to do with the cake!"

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't stop: "I'm convinced, illiterate god..."

Shiori stretched out her green onion finger and pointed at Nanfeng, Kitahara: "You laugh at me!"

"Besides, I'll beat you up!" Beiyuan Nanfeng stared at her.

"..." Shiori's shoulders shrank suddenly and looked at him pitifully.

"Okay."

I don’t know how many times Beiyuan Nanfeng has said this word.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her little head.

I thought I would pass through it, or Shiori would hide.

But unexpectedly, Shiori did not dodge and let Kitahara Nanfeng put his big hand on his little head.

...I am not afraid that Beiyuan Nanfeng will suddenly crack his hand with a strong move.

Nanfeng Beiyuan was a little surprised, but soon reacted, gently pressed her little head, and said softly: "Thank you this time, I will compensate you, so be at ease, I'm using my hand, you are being coerced, don't be afraid."

“…”

Shiori lowered her head, although she still flattened her mouth and had some tears in the corners of her eyes, but she finally stopped making trouble.

It feels like raising a daughter who is in a rebellious period...

A strange thought emerged in my heart.

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head and then noticed it.

I was still stepping on Prince Jiaren.

“…”

The north and south wind move their legs apart.

Prince Jiaren under his feet, whether it was a sudden attack or a sequelae of just one move, had already fainted.

After Kitahara Nanfeng observed him and confirmed that he was not threatening, he rubbed Shiori's head while looking back at Sumiko Shikai.

Sumiko Nichihiro's arms were charred, but her life was worrying. She stood there, looking at the side of Nanfeng, Beiyuan with interest.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at her, and his heart moved. He turned his head and looked at Shiori again and asked:

"Shiori, can you cure that person's hand?"

"No, she is so terrible, even more terrible than you."

Shiori turned his head slightly, crossed the north bank and looked carefully at Sumiko Shikai.

Sumiko Nichi suddenly smiled here.
Chapter completed!