"Fang Hongjun, do you like to walk in this kind of place, should we take the bus......"

Fang Hong's physique was much stronger than that of the previous one, after all, no matter how he was, he was also a martial artist at the level of skin refining and bone forging, and such a little road would be easy for him to deal with. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Hong can handle it, but Shangjo Dangma can't stand it anymore, compared to Fang Hong, a guy who has been idle for a day, Shangjo Dangma, who has endured a day of mental torture in school, is a little drowsy, he just wants to get on the bus now, and easily blow the air conditioner to the 'Bo Ming Seat'......

"Okay! whatever you want, it's all along the way anyway. ”

Fang Hong said that he didn't care.,Shangjo Dangma has gone all the way with him from the periphery of the school park to the present.,It's almost a two-kilometer journey.,Shangjo Dangma hasn't learned martial arts.,It's understandable that the body can't bear it.。

This road leads directly to Gakuen City, so most of them are transport trucks, and this bus stop is just a way to send travelers from Gakuen City to Tokyo.

The more you walk in, you can see the situation of this station, the plastic canopy has been soaked by the rain for many years, and even on the edge of the canopy, there are extremely obvious cracks, Shangjo when Ma walked over, sat on the bench, and then felt that his sore legs were slightly more comfortable.

"Fang Hongjun, let's ...... first Whew, rest for a while, wait for the bus...... Huh?"

Shangjo Dangma reached out and rubbed his calf, which was about to lose consciousness, and when he looked up, he saw a pitch-black back blocking in front of him.

Oh my God, I didn't see such a big living person standing in front of me?

"Hehe, your physique doesn't look good, have a chance to practice more with me, by the way, do you want to learn kung fu?"

Fang Hong took steady steps, and kept throwing a blue dazzling pattern magic ball that had solidified in his hand, and the 'water exquisite' was compressed by Fang Hong to the size of a baby's fist, and there was even a faint elasticity when pinched up.

Turning around from the timetable at the station, Fang Hong glanced at the foreign girl in black lightly, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Fang Hongjun, look at her ......"

Shangjo stood up, it seemed that the soreness of his legs and feet was a little uncomfortable, he stomped his feet by the way, and opened his mouth to Fang Hong.

As soon as Shangjo Dangma said this, Fang Hong took a serious look at the foreign girl who was wrapped all over her body like a zongzi.

Perhaps because of the characteristics of white Aryans, this woman's height is not much higher than that of the previous one. As for the clothing, if you look closely, in such a hot weather, she is actually wearing a dark monastic robe, and the sleeves and skirt are long enough to cover the top of her feet.

"What's wrong with you, young lady?"

Seeing this nun lady crawling on the bus schedule with her hands and looking very seriously, Fang Hong secretly wanted to laugh in his heart, it was obvious that this nun lady also seemed to be a newcomer, and she was confused!

However, when Fang Hong first came to the academy city, he very much hoped that a respectable and friendly classmate would help him, a lost international friend, but he waited for the lady Shirai Kuroko.

But now, seeing the confused eyes of Miss Nun reflected on the stop sign, Fang Hong knew that his time had come to develop his style.

How do you say that...... Well, we are all a family, and we will build a harmonious global village together!

"Ah, hello, can you take up some of your precious time?"

Because she is a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl, Fang Hong naturally speaks English in accordance with international conventions.

When Miss Nun heard Fang Hong's words, her confused face showed a look of hope, and she turned around and turned her face to face Fang Hong and Shangjo Dangma.

If you look closely at the black monastic dress on her body, there is a silver zipper on the shoulders and about 20 centimeters above the knees of her blouse, and if you open it, it is easy to turn the stuffy monastic dress into a cool short-sleeved skirt.

On the hands in front of her, you can still see white filigree white gloves on her hands, and even a nun hat on her head, wrapped around her hair.

"Absolutely, it's a pleasure to help such an elegant lady. ”

Fang Hong learned from the English gentleman in the movie and made a gentleman's salute.

"Hey, can you speak Japanese?"

Shangjo stabbed Fang Hong's arm, put it on his face and whispered: "I barely pass my spoken English, I'm embarrassed to be like this!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, but I can speak Japanese, too!"

Miss Sister said in very courteous Japanese.

Yes, since she is a nun of the Holy See, it is understandable that she can speak Japanese. Fang Hong could completely understand the memory ability of the cultivators of these churches by referring to himself, and learning a language was a piece of cake!

"I take the liberty of disturbing the two gentlemen, may I ask if I can take this bus if I want to go to the academy city?"

Miss Nun spoke softly, but in the ears of Fang Hong and Shang Tiao Dangma, there was always an inexplicable awkward feeling.

"Going to Academy City, are you going to the Twelfth School District?"

Fang Hong asked rhetorically with interest, he knew that there were many theological schools in the Twelfth School District, and even the Shengyin Higher College, which was blown into a big pit by the diamond-shaped leech, also belonged to one of the seminaries.

"I don't know, it should be!"

Miss Nun's innocent eyes were full of incomprehension, and it seemed that she also had the attribute of a little confused!

"If you want to go to the academy city, don't think about taking the bus. ”

Shangjo Dangma really couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to interrupt Fang Hong's words.

"Huh?"

Miss Nun's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Kamijo's numb face in bewilderment.

"Although the Gakuin City is located on the borders of Japan, it can already be called a country. ”

"If you want to get to Gakuin City, you can't use buses or trains, and you can only enter Gakuin City by taxis that are qualified in Tokyo, and you can only walk to ...... school."

"I see, is that why you left the academy city on foot?"

Miss Nun seems to be a natural idiot, and she has a tone of no one else, so she can be regarded as agreeing with what she said.

"Thank you very much to both of you for guiding me through my busy schedule. ”

While the three of them were talking, a dilapidated bus that was well suited to the platform came from the direction of the academy city.

The car stopped in front of the platform, and the doors opened, making a sound similar to that of a soda bottle opening the cap.

"This car, it's not going the right way!"

Kamijo Danma looked disappointed and looked at the travel map in his hand and gave up his plan to get on the bus.

Looking up, the young nun, who was completely black, bowed deeply to Fang Hong and Shangjo Dangma and thanked him, and then walked towards the car door.

"Hey, wait a minute, didn't I tell you not to get on the bus? It's enough to walk for forty minutes the way we came before......"

"Ah, yes, that's what you said!"

As if she had done something wrong, Miss Nun grabbed the hem of her long black dress with both hands and hurried off the bus.

"Forget the above, I look at this guy's appearance, I guess he doesn't even have a pass permit to enter the academy city!"

Fang Hong is not so good at dealing with girls, so he silently listened to the speeches of the two. But no matter what, Fang Hong also vaguely recalled, he felt quite worried about the intelligence of this young lady, I am afraid that it was the kind of person who was sold and helped others count the money......

"Permit?"

Looking at the stunned expression of the nun in front of her, Kamijo put her sister's hand on her forehead, and there was a faint sadness that gradually surfaced in her heart.

"Fang Hongjun, what should I do now?"

Shangjo Dangma looked at Fang Hong, who was holding his hand and leaning on the railing of the station and pretending to be a hero, and the kind-hearted Shangjo couldn't let her go, so he could only turn to Fang Hong for help.

After all, Shangjo Dangma also knew something about Fang Hong's ability, if he agreed.

It wasn't a big deal to use his power to make this nun learn from those magicians who didn't have a pass to stab through the outskirts of the academy's city, and it wasn't the first time she had done such a thing.

"Tell me your reasons, if the reasons are good, maybe I can make an extra trip for you!"

Although Fang Hong has this ability, he is not the kind of nymphomaniac who can't walk when he sees a woman. What's more, the matter of Dangma and Intex has to be dealt with, so naturally it is impossible to waste time in this kind of place.

"Hmm...... In fact, I'm being hunted down. ”

Miss Nun tilted her head and said in an unusually flat tone.