Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Black as a waterfall, ice-skinned and jade bones.

It was a woman wearing a navy blue female kimono with large and gorgeous red maple leaves embroidered on the cuffs and the hem of the kimono.

She was wearing single-toothed clogs that were fifteen centimeters tall, which made her body look even more slim. She was holding a white scroll about one meter wide in her arms, and quietly closed her eyes and stood at the door of the empty Gyeongsen Middle School, as if she was waiting for someone to arrive.

Next to the woman, there was a short, tall ponytail girl standing. Perhaps because it was too late at night, the ambiguous light of the street light hit her dark green head, and it looked like black. The little girl was wearing a white T-shirt and a green skirt, and her green eyes were timid like a cute and harmless soft little animal. She was holding something round and white fluffy in her arms... Maybe it was made into a spherical plush pillow or a cute backpack?

Tsunayoshi Sawada judged this way.

The woman in a kimono suddenly opened her eyes.

It was a pair of red eyes, stained by the night, like the beast eyes of a man-eating ghost watered by blood, like the ghosts of another world staring at the prey, staring indifferently at the group of people who disrupted the peace here.

Tsunayoshi Sawada's hair stood up and ignited the fire between his eyebrows in horror. He suddenly stopped in front of his friends, his fighting spirit burned like a flame of death. The golden red pupils, reflected by the light of the fire, staring at the woman of unknown origin in front of him!

Amid the vigilance of the teenagers, the woman held the scroll with her left arm, took out a rose gold women's mobile phone from her chest with her right hand, and scratched her fingers with red manicures a few times, and repeatedly compared the photos above: "Is there such power... Are you Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

"I am. May I ask you..."

The woman, who was so delicate that she was not as good as a real person, restrained her anger all over her body and walked towards the tenth generation Peng Gelie and her group: "I am the ghost girl Hongye, you can call me Hongye."

"Ghost girl...ghost?!" Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his eyes widened with horror. He realized something and was so scared that his legs were weak. The Death Qi Flame also turned off.

"Be more promising, stupid!" Riboen, who asked Jiaguang to go to Italy to confirm the safety of the Ninth Demon Me, was not in a good mood at this time. He sat on the top of Yamamoto Takeshi and knocked the back of the future Penglei Tenth Demon Me with the paper fan that Len turned into. "It's obvious that this lady is the one whom Hana Yin invites. What are you afraid of!"

I understand the truth... Tsunayoshi Sawada trembled and covered the back of his head and complained wildly in his heart. That's a ghost! Female ghost! She admitted it herself!

"Is the friend that Lord Hua Yin values ​​such a timid child?" The ghost girl Hongye sighed in a plain tone, sounding helpless. She looked down at the group with different expressions, pointing to the scroll in her arms and introducing, "This is a scroll of flowers and birds. The child behind her is called Firefly - it's almost eleven o'clock, don't you go in?"

The treatment that Huayin originally called for was a flower and bird scroll, but Hongye has been very bored recently. The firefly grass, who was born in the Great River, actually came with the order of the ghost king Shuitun Boy to "take care of Hongye". Therefore, although it was not Huayin's contract Shikigami, she still tried hard to follow Hongye's slightly disgusted eyes.

She also hid the stems and leaves of the weapon, pretending that she was holding a pillow. When needed, she could immediately pull out the stems and leaves from the ball and hold her natal weapon to fight.

Although she is small and weak... she is not afraid of fighting!

After all, Lord Hongye has lost his memory and strength! She must protect the ghost girl that Lord Ibaraki cares about!

——Hazard removal.

But that painting is actually a monster...

The intuition-feeding safety information made Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was essentially a soft and timid child, breathed a sigh of relief after complaining wildly in his heart, and couldn't help but show a shy smile that was embarrassed.

"Sorry, I just rude." Although the young man as a leader has not yet received enough refinement, he is used to taking responsibility for his family members - or his friends with different personalities who love to make trouble, Tsunayoshi Sawada has already possessed the responsibility and demeanor of the leader. He stretched out his hand: "Thank you very much for your help, Miss Hongye."

"Oh?" She was originally indifferent to the mood and just wanted to see a lively ghost girl Hongye looked at the human cub in front of her, and probably understood why the other party could become friends with such Onmyoji. At this moment, she felt the gentle warmth and tolerance that this human boy exuded from his heart. Even though she was afraid of her identity as a "ghost", she was still trying to release her kindness.

Especially those powerful and pure eyes.

Such humans are very popular with ghosts.

Hongye, who was thinking this way, curled up the corner of his lips and shook the boy's hand: "What we represent is Lord Huayin, who is your alliance, at most, is only responsible for simple treatment after the battle and will not interfere with the battle. Please remember this."

"Yes, it's trouble..."

On the way to the playground, the uneasiness and fighting spirit that the teenagers had developed because they were about to face the vicious enemy were temporarily replaced by the excitement and curiosity of seeing the living monsters.

Among them, the academic master Hayato, who loves alien biological anti-scientific phenomena, was most excited. His green eyes stared at the banshees and looked at them, looking like he wanted to come forward to interview and take notes.

Ghost Girl Hongye: I heard that I ate human flesh for hundreds of years before I lost my memory. How many people should I control it? How many people should I remember?

"It's so quiet." The group stood on the playground and blew the night wind, and Take Yamamoto sighed.

"The other party hasn't come yet, right?" Hayato of Kuruji frowned.

"No, we've arrived long ago." Two Chelbero, who were cold and mechanically vocal, jumped down from the top of the teaching building. "According to regulations, irrelevant personnel outside the heirs and guardians are not allowed to be present."

"Wow——" Belfigore's whistle came from the rooftop, "I didn't expect that this commoner would really enjoy it. He came here with beautiful girls. Are you looking down on us?"

"Please leave the field with no relevant personnel." Chelbero walked towards the ghost girl Hongye, "Otherwise, for the sake of fairness and justice of the game, we will carry out violent elimination."

"When will this kind of toy be used as a referee in human competitions?" The ghost girl Hongye frowned and sneered arrogantly, "No man is a ghost or a ghost... This kind of soul-incomplete thing, even a ghost is not interested in tasting it."

Seeing that the topic was about to move towards a supernatural direction, Tsunayoshi Sawada had sweated in white before he even started facing the battle and hurriedly smoothed out: "Well, this is our medical staff..."

It seemed that he had noticed the threat of the ghost girl Hongye. Chelbero and others looked at each other and took the steps handed by Tsunayoshi Sawada very well: "Since that's the case, please be careful not to interfere in the battle. This battle for the Haruji Ring is located in a specially built boxing ring-"

Accompanied by the sound of two searchlights being turned on, the battle between the heirs of Pengelle tonight kicked off.

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Bingmori Town, the old district, and the Qimu House.

The mansion of Hefeng was pitch black, and only the large public lounge in the front yard could see the light of candles through the paper door.

The tatami is neat and dry. When you get close, you can smell the faint sunshine. A group of humans in yukatas or pajamas have a complete circle with the non-human siege. From the top to the bottom, the clockwise order is the Qingxing Lantern, Smile Qingjiang, Dazai Osamu, Natsume Takashi, Imaki, Anleoka Hanai, Rando Shiro, Shiro Shino, Shizuo Shire, Wuhu retreat, buried between the earth, Kagome, Inuyasha, Snow Boy, Sifengyuan Yeichi, Mizuto Shizuku, Shizuo Shizuo, Shizuo, Mizuno, Shizuo, Maki, Ghost Lantern.

There is a cute heart-shaped candle in front of everyone. The female is pink and the male is blue.

When it comes to "Stories of Hundred Things", you will inevitably think of "Qing Running Lamp". As the leader of the weird talk industry, Qing Running Lamp takes on the position of host for organizing summer night chat stories.

"I'm very happy that you can participate in the [Clean and Talk about the Story of the Hundred Days in the Night of the Night in the Night of the Sun] event started by Lord Huayin. This event was hosted by my Qing Running Light, which made you laugh."

The candle has not been lit yet, and the dreamy butterfly that is used to illuminate at this time is the blue flame-like butterfly flying out of the lamp under the green running lamp base.

Qingjiang, smiling face wearing a suit, knelt down calmly, putting his body on his knees, smiling and eager to try;

Dazai Osamu yawned lazyly in a brown bathrobe;

Natsume Takashi looked desperate and envious of his best friend Takayoshi and his friend Tetsuya who could not come;

Jin Jian was wearing an inner costume and looked so good that he could hum songs at any time;

Anlegang Hanamisuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, touched the drink behind him and secretly took a sip of shock;

Rando Shiro and Wuhu Tui were both wearing Sudaguchi's inner suits, accompanying their master and sister on the left and right, so happy that pink bubbles were faintly vented around them;

Hua Yin's old god was stroking June who had not seen him gaining weight for a long time. Behind him was the well-behaved tiger. From time to time, he used his long tiger tail to tease June and then was grabbed by the cat and rolled around Hua Yin's knees.

The Tujianbu was completely excited, looking at this and that, as if trying to distinguish whether the other party was a human being;

Rimu Kagome's face was full of black lines, and she seemed particularly worried that this story of the Hundred Story would be played;

Inuyasha looked a little scared, but she was stubbornly sitting cross-legged and holding his broken teeth, as if she was more interested in the swords present;

The boy Xue was cold and frosty, and was completely unmoved by the cold little boy like Shifengyuan Yeyi teased him;

Shifengyuan Yeichi was from the 100-story activity that Urahara Kisuke had already been with Dazai Osamu, and could not control the cat's curiosity and ran over on a whim;

Mito Shizuku was observing the beautiful green butterfly as beautiful as flames falling on her fingers, as if full of exploration of the other person's composition;

Kusuo Saki listened to all the human non-human hearts present with expressionless face. Now, no one except the ghost lamp was thinking about ghost stories seriously;

Shuweng is responsible for the daily database of the office. Today, when he is short of staff, he is the leader of the popular idol, Mimoto Maki, who suddenly comes to the world to interview modern people's lives and broadcast live to hell;

Maki Mimo was wearing her kimono painted with peaches, and was covered in black lines and black and grand, and she didn't dare to come out. She was trembling beside the Hellshit assistant on the right, constantly asking herself why she was in such a situation;

Putting the mace at the base of the wall, the assistant officer who came to the world inspection work, hand-written his sleeves and looked serious, and seemed to be full of enthusiasm for what was about to scare everyone present by telling ghost stories.

"...Thank you Lord Huayin and all the organizations involved in the sword sword Fu Sangshen. You don't have to worry about any uncontrollable consequences in this Baishishu. Please feel free to share the strange stories you learned with everyone." Qing Running Lamp finished reading the opening manuscript with emotion, and after burning a handful of green fire, he stretched out his right hand with great enthusiasm!

"Then, please ask Lord Ghost Lamp from Hell to light the candle in front of him and tell the strange story he prepared before the candle goes out!"

Earth, hell?!

Most of the people present were shocked.

Ghost lamp looked serious... at least eight blue heart-shaped candles lined up in front of him!

Everyone:...

Peach Maki:…∑!!!

Is it a death-level weird thing to start with?! Help qaq!!!

#Not me, I'm dead#

#You are obviously dead, why do you still have to go through such a terrible thing? qaq!!! #

#Death is beyond your reach#

#Ah, it doesn't matter#

#Just Ghost Lamp, please be happy#
Chapter completed!