Mei Yinxue will never forget the tragedy that happened in front of her fifteen years ago. It was a warm spring day, and the camellia flowers were blooming in the valley, and the master's favorite was the wine made from the camellias.

That day, Mei Yinxue and her senior sister went out to pick camellias, and by noon, the basket was already full of bright red camellias. Senior Sister suddenly said a word, saying that the master seemed to be absent-minded recently, and Mei Yinxue still felt that Senior Sister was thinking too much.

Together, they held hands and returned to the warm hut in the valley. Master was sitting in front of the room knitting gloves, and everything was the same as before.

Although the valley is lonely, the senior sister occasionally complains that it is too boring and wants to go to the city to see it. But Mei Yinxue has always been very satisfied.

After lunch that day, the master asked them to go far away to pick a kind of mountain mushroom, saying that they could stew and drink it in the evening. But when Mei Yinxue and her senior sister were halfway there, they heard the sound of a fight coming from the wooden house. They rushed back frantically, but they were still a step too late, and what they saw was the tragic death of the master.

Mei Yinxue knew that she still remembered clearly that the name of the enemy she heard from her master was Wang Hongjun, and more than a dozen masters of the Kunlun family.

After so many years, Mei Yinxue always remembers the master's explanation at that time, telling her not to think about revenge. But hatred is like a knife that scrapes at her bones every deep night. Sometimes hatred is also a desire to survive, a goal to strive for. And today, I suddenly found that this long-term goal of hatred was wrong.

Mei Yinxue couldn't accept such a blow...... Am I really wrong? I blame Weiwei, she's not a disciple of the enemy?

Mei Yinxue rubbed her head in pain, and Mo Xiangsi and Luo Liang could only look at her sympathetically.

After a while, Mo Xiangsi said, "We're going to get ready to go to Kyoto." ”

Go to Kyoto, find the Nagasawa sisters, and everything will be revealed!

The three girls were speechless about what they were thinking, and the secret shown in the photo still felt so terrifying. None of them noticed that in the mushroom apartment, there was a faint shadow hidden behind the windowsill. Even Mo Xiangsi's cultivation did not find this figure. That's like a ghost......

It began to snow again in Kyoto, but this snow was different from the previous ones, it was no longer so cold, and it was no longer so sudden, and the light snowflakes fell to the ground, with a pure color, and the small courtyard was quickly covered with a thin layer of snow, and it was quickly melted.

The beautiful boy was sitting on the tatami mat of the hot spring inn and was seriously looking at the laptop in front of him.

If you look closely, you can see that he is searching for information about the Osaka underworld organization. Japan's community resistance is now fully formalized, and the beautiful boy quickly found the information he wanted!

At present, Osaka's largest community organization, the Osaka Yanagawa Group!

The beautiful boy couldn't help but laugh, the Osaka Yanagawa Group is currently expanding its influence in Kyoto, and even directly spent money to post a recruitment advertisement for the expansion of the army on the Internet. The beautiful boy carefully filled in his forged information on the website.

It's really cute to enter the underworld organization that is officially operated by the company. The job advertisements are very detailed, and even some small leaders need to have a certain degree of education. The beautiful boy took a selfie and sent it up, but he didn't feel very satisfied, so motherly!

However, this is the best way to solve the problem of his identity at the moment, and he has lost the ability to operate his breath at present, so he can only rely on his killing experience and stupid strength to find a way.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and the beautiful boy gently closed the notebook.

The old woman in today's hot spring hotel is so good to the beautiful boy that she simply treats the boy as her distant grandson. An Meng had to sigh that the beggar she picked up on the road was indeed very capable.

"Why haven't you changed into the clothes I prepared for you?" An Meng asked.

The beautiful boy frowned: "Are you going to participate in the competition now?"

Hehe, An Meng smiled: "If you don't participate in the competition, you have to put on and adapt, I have to train you, do you think that you can directly participate in the competition by relying on your beautiful legs and changing clothes?

An Meng was seriously instructing him: "You have to show the demeanor of a women's clothing boss, let me tell you, the highest level of a women's clothing boss is not to completely become a woman." ”

The beautiful boy was dumbfounded, isn't the highest state of male disguise as a woman a perfect woman?

An Meng's expression became more and more serious, like a mentor in the cosplay industry: "The highest level of women's clothing bosses is to surpass women!"

The beautiful boy was speechless.

An Meng pushed the short skirt and white stockings back in front of him: "You put it on first, and I'll take a look when you put it on." ”

The beautiful boy reluctantly asked An Meng to quit first, then entered his bedroom and hurriedly closed the door.

For some reason, his heart was beating so hard that he slowly unfolded all his clothes, and when his fingers touched the smooth stockings, his heart beat faster again.

There was a strange feeling, a familiar feeling, that I must have done before, and there was a hot blood flowing in my heart.

An impulse, a desire to show yourself!

The beautiful boy gently changed into a short skirt and put the stockings on his legs in a rather shameful gesture. Fingers stroked the smooth legs, he trembled all over, goosebumps rose: "Am I born a pervert?"

The beautiful boy walked out of the house, An Meng's eyes lit up, she was really born beautiful and couldn't give up: "You know, your conditions are really good, well, then let's go out!"

The beautiful boy was taken aback: "Why do you want to go out? It's daylight now, and there are people everywhere outside, do you want me to dress like this to go out?"

An Meng said: "Look, this is your biggest problem, you can't even go out in this dress, so how can you perform on stage? How many cameras are pointed at you, how many mobile phones are pointed at you, and how many otaku are standing below staring at you, do you have this demon, can you still go on stage?"

The beautiful boy regretted it a little, no, it should be said that he regretted it very much.

An Meng took his hand and walked out with him without saying anything, only a short coat was added to his body, in the quiet street of Kyoto in winter, in the light snow, the cold was not so important, and the beautiful boy relaxed at once.

The people around didn't seem to notice the beautiful boy's outfit, but when they walked out of the street and came to the vicinity of the lively shopping mall, the beautiful boy felt the eyes around him stab like a knife.

In fact, it was just some envious and admiring gaze.

After walking a few hundred meters, they saw the largest shrine in Kyoto. Irao Jingu!

This is a famous tourist attraction in Kyoto, and the entire palace occupies more than two streets. It is rare for a country with land of this size to be such a large palace in Japan, because it is an ancient building that needs to be preserved, and it has a history of more than 800 years.

An Meng held the hand of the beautiful boy: "I have to give you a name, I can't keep you shouting." ”

She muttered to herself, ignoring the objections of the beautiful boy: "Let's call Xiaolan, Lan Xin, this is also your role name in COS this time." ”

An Meng began to introduce again, saying that there are eight wonders in this shrine, smoke and rain, sunset, cool breeze, and dawn fog......

There is also fresh snow, green spring, and night moon...... But the most famous is Hongqiao!

After the light snow clears, the number of tourists and pedestrians gradually increases, and there is no admission fee here.

"Xiaolan, do you see, that's Hongqiao, there will be a lot of people later, very much, and then I need you to stand on this arched bridge and dance, just a dance, okay?"

The arched bridge of the shrine resembles a rainbow, and there are spacious boardwalks on both sides, so standing there, all the tourists around you can see it!

The beautiful boy's eyes widened again.

"No way!" he gritted his teeth, "I would never do this!"

An Meng sneered: "Can't do it?" then forget it, the agreement between us is over, I will leave with my club now, and you can find a way to survive in this foreign land." ”

The beautiful boy was furious, and he seemed to want to use force, but he held back.

Hmph, after I solve the identity problem and get the Osaka Yanagawa Gumi......

On both sides of the arched bridge, the warm sunlight after the snow stops shines on the flowing water below the bridge, forming a real rainbow and intersecting the rainbow bridge in a cross shape. This is the most beautiful view in the palace, the cross rainbow!

The beautiful boy slowly walked towards Hongqiao, the eyes of the people around him became more and more enthusiastic, and a few young people couldn't help but come over and shoot desperately with their mobile phones. Of course, these are all tourists who come to visit, and real Kyoto people will not be so welcoming, and they will sneak a peek at you with a little subtlety.

The beautiful boy only felt like he had been stabbed all over his body. But he had an indescribable impulse, and standing on the bridge, the beautiful boy began to dance, and her dancing was so stiff that it could not even be said to be a dance.

An Meng watched and laughed below, in fact, she didn't need this guy to perform anything today, she just wanted this guy to let go of herself, she needed this guy to adapt to the feeling of being watched, for cosplay, the stage is always open.

There was a talent in this beautiful boy when she put on her stockings and skirt and stood there...... Not only has the charm that a woman should have, but also has a kind of heroism, a handsome temperament that only a real teenager has, charming and handsome, with a little feminine, after several temperaments are fused together, it is so charming.

There were people around who applauded, and gradually the applause became louder and louder.

An Meng turned on her mobile phone and saw the WeChat message again, it turned out that the one from the Mei family was about to arrive, and the time was about the same, she was reluctant to leave, so she called a friend who accompanied her to pick it up.

In the cheering crowd around there, there was an equally handsome young man who was looking at Tang Qianye who was dancing awkwardly!

Su Wei stood behind the crowd, feeling both amused and surprised in her heart.

Did Tang Qianye have a problem with his head? He was actually wearing such revealing clothes, standing on the arched bridge and dancing? Su Wei looked at An Meng in the distance, what a coincidence, how did the two of them get together? And it seems that An Meng is secretly manipulating the young master of the Tang family, this is really incredible.

But as Tang Qianye's embarrassing dance continued to perform, Su Wei also noticed that something was wrong.

Tang Qianye's eyes were a little confused, and he didn't have the strong aura of the Xuanji Mind Method before. Well, it's not as simple as being injured, not only does he not have his breath, but even the temperament of the eldest young master of the Tang family is gone.

Could it be that she has lost her memory? Su Wei had to consider this possibility.

After Tang Qianye's performance on the bridge, Su Wei walked around from behind the bridge, An Meng led Tang Qianye, like a pet, still talking there, Su Wei felt more and more funny, and with the two of them, they walked around this shrine.

An Meng was in high spirits, and said to the beautiful boy: "Do you like it very much, enjoy this feeling?" Although you seem to be angry, it's just that you don't admit your true thoughts, and you're just a little annoyed, I can see it." ”

Tang Qianye didn't speak, they had already walked to the depths of the Divine Palace.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians here, and Su Wei is still secretly following, and the light around her can't shine on her, this is because she used the breath of ice to reflect all the light, and at this time it is like being invisible, this is the technique that Su Wei newly learned from the tortoise shell.

Ahead, a bridge was paved with long red wood, cleverly erected into the depths of the Ivan Shrine.

A shrine maiden in a white dress and a red dress was walking out, blocking Tang Qianye and An Meng.

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