On the other side, it takes more than twenty-five hours to travel from London to the rural cities of Japan, and on the plane flying over Mongolia, a short-haired man-dressed beauty and a royal sister in a suit are looking out the window at the black sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because the body that has been in the seat for a long time has become as heavy as lead at this time, and the buttocks hurt very much when sitting in the narrow seat for a long time.

Because it was economy class, this men's beauty had nothing to say, who wanted her to lose her original ticket.

Originally, the Magic Association had booked a first-class ticket, but when it set off, it forgot to take it, and when it arrived at the airport, it was remembered that he had to buy his own ticket, but the first-class cabin had already been chartered by the oil upstart from the Middle East.

"Oh, isn't this Fraga, if you're bothered by this, I'm happy to help, hehehe, but having said that, don't get me wrong, a man, oh, hahahaha......"

Thinking of the nouveau riche taunt, Bazet was angry and sat in the crowded economy class.

"Miss, your dinner is already cold." The polite stewardess gently reminded the heroic men's beauty in a daze.

"Oh, thank you." Bazet came to his senses, thanked the stewardess, and subconsciously picked up the knife and fork.

"Phew!" The glass containing the orange juice fell to the ground with a crisp sound, splashing the lady next to her.

Bazette relieved himself, looked at the warm and angry look on the face of the lady next to him, and immediately apologized sincerely, and at the same time picked up the napkin on the side, wiped it carefully, and splashed the stains on the lady's clothes.

"I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you."

"Smack! Pervert, do you think I don't know if you want to eat my tofu, this trick is too outdated! The blonde slapped it away angrily, the hand on her full chest, and pointed at Bazette in shame.

"Wife, what's wrong?" The lady sitting in the front row heard her wife's angry voice and turned around curiously.

"Woo, husband, this pervert is taking advantage of me."

"I didn't!" Bazett hurriedly waved his hand in denial.

"And what are the dirty hands you put on my wife's lap?" The lady in the front row stood up, looking tall and tall, and asked Baze.

Bazet hurriedly denied: "I just want to wipe the stains off this lady's clothes, and I am a woman, how can I eat a woman's tofu, and I am not a pervert." ”

"Are you despising us, you damn Bichi."

"I..."

"Woo, my husband beat her!"

……

Outside the city of Fuyuki, a young man dressed in everyday clothes is looking at Fuyuki Port in the distance on a ship.

"Are you coming?"

Li Hao, who was dressed in casual clothes with black hair and black eyes, felt the divine thoughts of fellow ghost path cultivators, and Li Hao couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

"You traitor's bloodline, it's finally here, it's worthy of being my nephew, it seems that you still have some guts, although I don't know what causal spell you used, but you can make me so embarrassed by the ghosts and immortals, it's also your ability."

"But in less than six days, he will be half an immortal, is it open, presumably this kid also has his own secrets."

"It's very powerful, Japan also has such an amazing big magic array, the Holy Grail War, I'm really looking forward to it, I hope I don't disappoint Uncle Ben."

"We are singing, Dongfanghong is the master, stand up, we are talking about the ...... of spring"

"Hey, fourth brother, what's the matter!" Li Hao took out a Nokia from his pocket and sat on the bow of the boat casually, feeling the cool sea breeze and the prosperity of the modern city of Dongmu.

"Little Hundred Ghosts, what are you doing in Japan if you have nothing to do?" The voice of a serious middle-aged man came from the phone.

Li Hao shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "No way, the elders of the family insist on asking me, the nominal head of the family, to go out and recover the things of the town clan that were lost decades ago, but Japan is really prosperous, and there are many beautiful women, so you can come and see the fourth brother next time." ”

"Forget it, you can play by yourself, but the country is now asking for economic development, and the WTO is still applying, you don't poke any basket in Japan, complete the task and return to China as soon as possible!"

"Yes, yes, I will come back in a month, and I will come back when I have played enough, but fourth brother, you are more and more nagging now, you are already more than 100 years old, and enjoying life is the best, what kind of national affairs are you doing." Li Hao plucked out his ears and said helplessly.

"What can I do, now those politicians are staring at us every day, what trouble are you kidding, it's not the king's back."

"Cut, those unscrupulous juniors, what is there to take to heart, next time I will go directly to the door and kick the hall to see if those grandsons dare to stir up trouble."

"In life, comfort is the most important thing, isn't it? Fourth brother, you also learn more from starlings, but people are happy in the Siberian beauties every day. ”

"! You think I'm going to worry about it! I, the director of the National Security Bureau, also want to do nothing and run away, but is it okay! My unscrupulous descendants pull me every day, and sometimes I really want to kill them one by one......"

"Reach!"

"It's really long-winded, it's old." Li Hao shook his head, hung up the phone, and then looked at the high-rise buildings in the new capital of Dongmu City, recalling the many bustling cities he had seen during his previous trip to Japan, and sighed.

"There is Yan Huang in the east, a hundred years old, countless heroes, if Lao Zhou hadn't died, my Huaxia should be so prosperous now."

After speaking, he stood up, stepped on the blue waves and waves, and the breeze blew and turned into invisible.

On the other side, Great China Beiping.

A middle-aged man wearing big pants in the middle of winter, sitting in the old courtyard, holding a telephone, calling loudly.

"Hey, hey, hey! 100 Ghosts! Old ten! Fuck me, you hang up the phone ...... fourth brother."

……

It was a room filled with the smell of stone, the light was natural and non-artificial, and the back of the man, illuminated by the flickering lamp, was reflected on the parchment in his hand as a relief.

"Report to the association and what? You're such a busy man, Yan Feng. ”

A breathless voice sounded from behind him.

Even so, the priest sat down in his chair and did his work.

"Oh, is the Holy Grail in advance, let me see, Rin Tosaka, Hanhan Tosaka, Sakura Makiri, the Holy Grail of the Einzberen family, Atram Gariasta, and the Magic Association's Bazet Fraga Macremis, have already confirmed the six masters, Yan Feng."

"At this rate, it is impossible to say for sure, but the Great Holy Grail has already selected six masters, and the remaining one should be chosen at random."

"But what about the magicians of the Magic Association? You know her, she's a very cute woman, Yan Feng. ”

Yan Feng did not answer.

……

In the first class cabin of the plane, the magician, known as the oil king, is holding his beloved maid, Karena, and his subordinates with hoods are beside her.

The brown-skinned magician, the oil king of the Middle East, Atram recalls what had happened.

The highest (Grand) crown magician in the clock tower, Cangqi Orange, is very powerful, and the Rune Magic has been able to create the realm of the Rune script with the Rune script, and the technology of making dolls is also very high, but it still can't change the fact that this is a crazy woman.

Last month, Izeluma and herself competed at auction for a Bodhi leaf stained with the blood of Fafna, a relic of Siegfried, the legendary dragon slayer of the Nibelungen.

However, the competition failed, and the spell was snatched away, and not long ago he went to Shuangjang Taizeluma to snatch the holy relic.

But damn Cangqi oranges! But he burned the holy relic of Siegfried in the Bodhi leaf stained with the blood of Fafna into ashes.

God knows what this mad woman thinks, using the Bodhi leaves that received the dragon's blood to perform the technique for Cinderella, and the precious holy relics she has been striving for have become a victim of plastic surgery, mad woman!

Atram exhaled unhappily, looked at the package in his arms, showed a proud smile, and said coldly to himself in his heart.

"If you can't slay dragons, I'll call someone who can use dragons, although the job placement is a bit unsatisfactory."

"But, take a good look, whether it's Cangqi Orange or Ermelo II, I will let you and the other magicians know that the so-called victory or defeat on the battlefield is decided long before it starts!"