This title always gives me the feeling of a sick sentence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info -- Eternal Age.

Fujiwara Meihong, who was originally angry and flew towards the undestined mound, suddenly landed at the junction of the way of rethinking and the undestined mound.

"What's wrong with you?" Marisa, who didn't know why, fell.

"Someone was following us. ”

Fujiwara Mei said without replying, but she did not deliberately suppress the unkindness in her words: "Don't hide in front of me, from the Lotus Temple." ”

The words of the Penglai girl made Marisa a little surprised, but the holy white lotus who was exposed to her whereabouts looked indifferent, and the host of the Destiny Lotus Temple appeared in front of the two of them so generously.

"Please don't think I have any bad thoughts," Saint Bailian's posture was as dignified as ever, but he didn't hide his apologies, "I just want to ask the two of you if you know anything about the main messenger of this mutation?"

"If you want to know, just ask us in person, there's no need to hide in the woods and follow us da☆ze. Marisa didn't have a look of concern on her face.

That being said, Marisa probably hasn't even figured out what this mutation is all about.

The cheerful black and white magician doesn't mind, and it doesn't mean that Fujiwara Meihong is the same.

"Hmph...... If you want to ask anything, let's get it straight here. ”

Although she didn't look back, both of them present could feel her upset.

"What kind of place is Hakoinda? Also, who is Kumagawa?" Knowing Fujiwara Meihong's displeasure, the holy white lotus also asked straight to the point.

Ending this conversation as soon as possible should be good for everyone in the eyes of the Holy White Lotus.

"I don't know exactly where the so-called Hakoniwa is. ”

The previous question was answered in an unexpected way from the Holy White Lotus.

"It was Huiyin who assisted the Kumagawa in building a house, and Sugida heard that he helped a little at that time. The big house where they live in Kumagawa is also named after themselves, and this is the first time I've heard of the name 'Hakoniwa'. ”

Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked Sugita either. Fujiwara Meihong didn't say this, but the holy white lotus knew it.

"The name of the box garden is really quite meaningful......" Saint Bailian thought thoughtfully.

"I don't care about the deep meaning or something. ”

I don't understand the meaning or something

"The most important thing now is ......"

The most urgent thing right now is ......

"Set fire to his house!"

Go back to the box court and hide the book

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It seems that there is someone who responds, and Fujiwara Meihong quickly realizes this.

So

What are the three beautiful ladies doing here?

The monks, witches, and immortal birds followed the prestige and saw a young man in black holding a comic book.

Ball mill Chuanyu.

Fujiwara Meihong, who found the target, smiled fiercely.

Fujiwara Meihong didn't specify who the young man was, but Marisa and Saint White Lotus had guessed about seven or eight points based on her performance at this time.

In the eyes of these three, even though Kumakawa's face was covered by the comic book in his hand, his aura was still so bad.

"It's similar to the temperament of the books in the village. The Holy White Lotus reacted quickly.

The judgment of the Holy White Lotus is generally not wrong, after all, the monks do not speak. What's more, Marisa also has a feeling that this man who is reading books with relish is not only the cause of this mutation, but also not a good stubble.

Her instincts had never been wrong.

"Kumagawa," Fujiwara smiled, her face twitching involuntarily, "You're back." ”

The mentioned ball magawa, as if he didn't see Fujiwara Meihong's kind smile, tilted his head to give the people present a sense of ignorance.

Isn't this Mei Hongchan? I haven't seen you for a long time, you came to see me today, could it be that you miss me?

There are so many bad slots in this statement that it is completely impossible to complain about.

It's just that with the outcrop of Qiu Mochuan, anyone with a slightly better eyesight can see the blood on his face.

At this time, Saint Bailian smelled the smell of blood on this man's body.

The reason why I didn't notice that he was covered in blood at first was probably because of the deep color of the clothes themselves and the smell of the flowers on the other side of the way of thinking, which covered the blood stains from the sight and smell.

Still, blood meant nothing to him.

This man ignored the look of the holy white lotus as if he had ignored Fujiwara Meihong's expression before.

Instead, he cast a smiling gaze at the trio.

Please don't interrupt my time reading friendship, effort, victory

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