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822 What a hearty rescue(2/2)

A green banana leaf appeared in her hand.

The broad leaves of the plantain tree were shaped like human faces, and strips of green screams shot out, creating a dense net of vegetation, enveloping the two dying children and the two wounded weasels.

Gao Shan's burning left hand clung to the car door, denting the hard steel.

With his right hand, he pulled back hard, and the large net constructed by [Wideleaf Basho] shrank and swung back towards the ghost car.

Throwing the two children and the two weasels into the back seat, Takayama Makoto slammed the car door shut.

Junma Oishi in the driver's seat was always paying attention to the rearview mirror with his peripheral vision. Seeing that his girlfriend had successfully rescued people, he directly stepped on the accelerator, causing the ghost car to enter the [ghost acceleration] state again, and crashed towards the high wall of the playground.

"Woohoo - so happy! so happy!"

The roar caused was mixed with the happy screams of the handsome horses, and disappeared in an instant.

The ferocious ghost car left the battlefield.

Kanoya and Tsurumi had discussed it before the official start of the ghost extermination operation tonight, and the reason for letting the ghost car wait for an opportunity near the school——

In case Feng Saburo shows up, he will bring the missing child with him.

Then it's up to the two of them to hold off the enemy, while Dashi and Gao Shan watch the opportunity to snatch the children out.

Oishi and Takayama are just drivers, but after all, they are the elderly in the family, and they have absorbed many Kaidan relics, and they have already become C-level Kaitan Group. Their boss Kamitani even plans to find an opportunity to promote the Hearse Group to Aragami.

Then find a suitable shrine and give them the faith from the god's position.

The hearse troupe is quite capable.

Although Sister Obara and Brother Mikami are both gone now, they are not complete.

But a pair of headless lovers obviously completed the instructions of the two eldest ladies in the family very well. It was really a hearty rescue!



From the sudden attack by Fuzaburo to the successful rescue of the children by the hearse group, everything happened in a flash.

Under the bombardment of thunder and fire, the raccoon finally turned into a yellow wind and retreated. When it reappeared, its coir raincoat and fur were scorched everywhere, and an unpleasant black smoke filled the air.

"Damn it!"

Feng Sanlang's old face was twisted with anger, and was red and black from the smoke.

These human things deserve to die!

Wind God, I am the Wind God.

These humans should fear my power and tremble and kneel before the howling wind!

But what have these humans done all this time?

Trying to fight the power of the wind with a scythe; trying to fool the kamikaze by building a shabby wooden house.

This is blasphemy.

Damn, damn it.

Why are these human things always working against me?

And there is this human girl who dares to attack God through small means. Fuzaburo just wants to tear her proud and beautiful little face to pieces!

Bang!

The heavy wooden stick hit the ground, and the wind blew the sand roaring again.

A set of thunder and earth fire did severely damage Fuzaburo, but it was not enough to make an Aragami lose his combat effectiveness.

It tried to pour the fury of the storm on Kanoya, but as soon as the wind and sand rolled up again, Fuuzaburo heard a strange animal cry from not far away.

"Yoyo——"

Very strange sound.

It sounds like a deer croaking or a horse neighing.

At the same time as he heard this voice, Feng Saburo's angry eyes instantly became dull, and it seemed that he couldn't remember what to do. Ignorant and completely useless thoughts filled his brain.

When Feng Saburo regained consciousness again, before he could even react to what happened just now, the light of two swords had already cut in front of it.

Those two sword lights, one was deep red and the other was pale.

Two light tracks, one red and one white, tore through the air and directly tore apart the wind and sand surrounding Feng Saburo.

It's another girl.

The girl who is taller and more serious.

Her state had undergone a huge change at this time, and her whole body was completely enveloped by a blood-colored aura full of murderous intent. The aura surrounding her was red, her condensed eyes were red, and even her flying hair was red.

Influenced by the bloody red aura.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Facing Tsurumi's attack, Fuuzaburo, who was belatedly aware of it, quickly raised his staff to block it.

Two bangs.

Yiwen Qingjiang slashed into the wooden staff, making two deep gaps in the extremely heavy handle, which was actually like a large staff made of iron.

Both sides wrestle.

Tsurumi, who is holding two swords, is like a third sharp blade unsheathed. When fighting fiercely, she has a bit of the temperament of her sister-in-law Marie.

A real killer enchantress.

But Fuuzaburo couldn't respond in time, and with the blessing of Tsurumi Aoi's [Red Ghost] Buff. Faced with the relentless intimidation of this human girl, Fuuzaburo, as an Aragami, couldn't take advantage of it all of a sudden.

What advantages do you get.

It had no choice but to howl out of the wind and sand again.

Tsurumi was aware of it, but did not dodge. She loosened her left hand holding Smiling Qingjiang, held a letter in both hands, and slashed downwards with the sword again.

When Fuuzaburo saw Tsurumi abandoning the pale white wakizashi, his attention naturally shifted to the scarlet Odachi.

Whoosh!

Ichimonji was caught in Fuuzaburo's whirlwind and could not fall down.

Just when Fengli thought he could finally seize the opportunity, something unexpected happened——

The smiling Qingjiang who lost his hand fell towards the ground. Before it really hit the ground, two narrow sleeves suddenly extended from Tsurumi Aoi's body.

The sleeve body is narrow, but the cuff is very wide.

From the two cuffs, many white, slender, weak and boneless arms stretched out.

One of the slender hands deftly caught the smiling Qingjiang, started from bottom to top, and pecked at it very cunningly!

Feng Sanlang hurriedly retreated against the wind.

A drop of blood splashed.
Chapter completed!
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