The smoke is beautiful at this time.

Even though there was blood on the corner of her mouth, even if her hair was still entangled by the sweat left during the battle, even if she almost slapped Lan Sui ten minutes ago to feel comfortable.

However, Lan Sui couldn't deny that he believed in Zhan Yuan's beauty from the bottom of his heart.

Well, men are so mean sometimes. They are always helpless with girls, and they can even say that they forget to hurt their scars after they heal.

However, girls may sometimes use this tolerance to become spoiled, and then put a certain forgiveness hat on their boyfriend or husband without mercy. Then, the man leaves, and the woman may regret it.

Mom, I can actually write something like chicken soup article?!

It’s better to change the style of the painting.

Lan Sui looked at Xun with a few eyes fixedly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and spread the slight amount of water in the air in his palms condensed in his hands. After a while, a floating water ball the size of a football appeared on his palms.

"Come on your face."

"Um."

Xun barely stood up straight and was about to lean over to approach the water ball, Lan Sui was already "gentle" and "sniffed" the water ball in her hand on her face.

The delicate face was in the front pia of the impact and cold water ball. The face was wet, and the hair next to her cheeks.

The atmosphere condenses at this time.

Well, Lan Sui is really a very stingy person sometimes.

He hugged his arms with his hands and looked at the silent Xun with a steady look. He was too lazy to care how strong the person in front of him was. Lan Sui only knew that this woman really made him angry this time.

Lilac eyes raised and looked at her boyfriend in front of her.

After a second or two, she stretched out her palm to wipe off the water droplets stuck on her face. Her white face showed up again, and her face disappeared from the smile she had just now.

“Thank you for the hospitality.”

Raising his eyebrows, Lan Sui was somewhat surprised by her reaction, "You're welcome."

Xun cleaned the ends of his hair with the water droplets on his hair, and asked, "You are here, where are Jingzi?"

"If Jingzi says it's okay for the time being. She'll ask me to save you first."

"Do you have any arrangements?" Xun asked.

"No, God is the one who has the arrangement. Haven't you noticed it's raining in the sky?" Lan Sui pointed to the top of the two of them.

"rain?"

He raised his head blankly, and looked at the lead-gray sky and the transparent rain curtain before he suddenly realized. He looked at the two of them, but there was a thin layer of spiritual energy film around them, isolated from the raindrops in the sky.

"So, she's playing now."

"Yes, that laugh almost penetrated my eardrum."

Lan Sui tapped the earphones in his ears, showing helplessness.

"Hehe, your speed is still too slow. A little bit."

In the rain, Jingzi's clothes were all wet. But at this moment, she did not show any frustration expression. Instead, her playful smile never diminished on her face.

Holding a pale yellow flower umbrella in her hand, she changed her figure by litting the raindrops falling rapidly in the sky.

She didn't know that she would go there next moment because she was free.

Just like the gentle wind in the rain, you can only slightly capture her traces when you see the willows fluttering on the shore.

Of course, these tentacles do not have such poetic and picturesque understanding of this beauty, so they can only attack, endlessly attack. We hope that this fast-frequency attack rhythm can kill the erratic enemy in front of us.

But how can it catch the wind and rain?

Therefore, Jingzi can always use a fun mentality to skillfully deepen the body techniques she created that belongs to her.

On the side of the roof, Mi Peier had already arrived nearby. She was eating the potato chips she had obtained from there while watching in secret.

"The body movement is very good." She commented.

I have been here for a while, but I haven't helped Jingzi, but I just realize that Jingzi is exercising her body skills.

"It's difficult to bury her."

Well, burying people is really addictive ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Mi Peier said she could no longer control herself.

I don’t know if Jingzi would feel a cold air passing through the spine and something. But probably because of her characteristics, I’m afraid she won’t care about this cold air.

...

"What's going on now?"

After knowing that Jingzi is fine, Xun focuses on this original task.

"What do you mean? Let's pause for the time being."

"Yan Yanluo, let's go to the river, and the boy Sashiki has already joined together. Mi Peier also found Jingzi, and we were together. In general, the safety issues are almost guaranteed.

And the enemy still looks like a 30-digit number. If it is time, there are about 10 minutes left now." Lan Sui took out his cell phone and said lazyly.

"10 minutes." At the beginning of this mission, everyone was already instilled by Lan Sui in this action.

First, accurate!

Accurately kill Miri Toe appears in front of him.

Second, fast!

Use the most fierce attack and the most lethal moves to kill the enemy as soon as possible.

The specific reason is not stated, but the time is limited to less than 20 minutes.

Now, there are less than ten minutes left.

"Then, why don't you continue..."

"Because, if you continue, you may be in trouble." Lan Sui shook her head.

"trouble?"

"Trouble?!" Anshi City's appointee is reporting on the progress of Xiamu City.

But unexpectedly, Ampei Qingming, who was sleeping leisurely, suddenly said this.

"Dare to ask Lord Qingming, what's the trouble you are talking about?"

"Didn't you figure it out yet?" Ampe Qingming sighed with a headache, looking at the people around him who were about to become colleagues. Some of them had a look of suddenness in their eyes. Seeing this expression finally made him nod, and he showed some satisfaction in his eyes. By the way, he finally had the mood to meet Anshi's qualifying person and said:

"After the secondary statistics of Miri Toe in Natsuki City, when it appears more than a hundred, their strength is probably - the top of the human level."

"Yes." said the chastity of Anshi.

"Then, after Lan Youyou and his Shikigami killed the enemy, there were 50 left. At this time, the remaining Miri Toe's strength was probably reached - against the upper-middle level."

"Doesn't it mean..." If you haven't reacted at this time, Anshi's qualifiers are not worthy of becoming the superficial leader of the Special Affairs Office.

"Is it true that Miri Toe in Natsuki City has roughly about 30 left, but his strength has reached the peak of the military level.

So, kill 10 more Miri Toe, or kill 20 more Miri Toe, what do you think will happen next for the rest of the people?"

An Peiqingming asked An City's quest for the people with interest.

"Then, there may be 10 cities or 20 cities or Miri Toe?" Thinking of this, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on the back of Anshi's quasi-guru.

What impact will the city-level masters have on destruction in the city? Just look at the different Kyoto city that has been destroyed.

It has been a year since the battle traces left behind have not been completely smoothed out. Some areas are even unable to live inhabited people. No, to be precise, it is the existence of plants and trees not growing.

This is because the Seven Fortune Gods and the team both kept some hands, and some battles happened in the golden screen of Mr. Shou.

If things go in the worst direction, Natsuki City and its surrounding areas may completely sink. Even the entire Japan may fall into pieces.

"Mr. Qingming, please take action!" The 90-degree gift from Anshi City asked the strongest Japanese power in front of him without hesitation.

"There are ten minutes left, why are you anxious?"

However, this person was still not too anxious and did not take this matter seriously at all.

"But, the safety of the people and the future of the entire Japan..." Anshi's ruling people still want to fight for it.

However, before he finished speaking, Qingming just looked at him and let his next long list of words swallow it back into his stomach.

At this time, the quasi-talent in Anshi recalled who was sitting in front of him?

The first Onmyoji of the ages, Ampe Qingming.

In front of him, there may not be a single dust of dust.

"Small, offended."

The Anshishi Quasi-men knelt down and kowtowed to Ahn Peak in the most respected posture of the earth-bearing seat. In the past, Onmyoji had an absolute class level. The Anshishi Quasi-men were considered bureaucratic in the past, and seemed noble, but they were still too weak in the face of absolute power.

The sweat in front of his forehead had already invaded the back of his hands. This was a shameful gesture that Anshishi Junnen had never seen before, but he did not care at all.

Because, at this moment, there is something more important than dignity waiting for its approval.

I don’t know how long it has been, but it may have been more than a few hours in the eyes of Anshi. His muscles were already tense, and his eyes were closed as if he was waiting for something.
To be continued...