Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Fried Hairy Qingzi

"That...... Can you wait? Kushiro, who had been waiting for death, raised his hand and signaled to pause.

Qingzi clasped her hands to her chest and said mercilessly: "Even if you regret it, I will not let you go." ”

Kusa Juro stretched out his hand and pointed to the passage behind Aoko: "No, I just want to ask, is the person behind Aoko your friend?" ”

"Huh?" Qingzi couldn't help but sigh, this old-fashioned approach won't even be used in stage plays, right? However, in the usual strict and stereotypical impression of Kusa Juro, Aoko still chose to believe his words and turned around.

"Click, click, click......"

As if in response to Aoko's prair, the sound of glass being trampled through the passage was so clear in the quiet of the night that it was like the eerie music that had begun to play before the opening of a horror movie - well, it was just that Mahaha had playfully removed the mute barrier from the autonomic puppet. With the crisp sound of glass rubbing, the puppet walked out of the dark passage step by step, and its figure was also seen by the two.

Judging from the eyes of Mayu, this self-discipline doll is really not pretty, although it has a perfect female body and a slender figure that is very eye-catching, but unfortunately, Orange playfully added a pair of hands to the doll's ribs, making it a strange shape with hands and feet. The joints of the doll are all classical models composed of round balls, and the slender and sensitive arms and wrists can be freely contracted, which is also one of its attack methods......

"People, dolls?" The anomaly that shouldn't have been in this amusement park made Aoko surprise and stop thinking for a moment. Humans are always very slow about what they see for the first time.

The puppet moved. A complete sneak attack, without giving the opponent time to react in advance, let alone paying attention to the so-called gentlemanly demeanor. Its thinking logic is based on winning as the first goal, and all actions are based on this. The slender and swift wrist quickly stretched out, and Aoko struck her back in a stunned effort, completely ignoring the ten-meter distance between the two.

"Bang... Boom ......"

It was the sound of Aoko hitting the glass wall, which made her try what happened to Kusa Juro before. Woo...... Aoko let out a muffled snort, the blow just now was unexpectedly heavy, and it seemed to be an attack that had been blessed with magic.

The puppet didn't stop attacking, and its nimble wrist circled in the air and continued to shoot towards Aoko's place, bringing out a gentle wind whistle.

"Aosaki!"

Kusa Juro, who was on the side, struggled to stand up, and crawled to Aoko's side, and when he was about to pull Aoko, he was jumped up by Aoko first, and then felt that his shirt was tight, and his body suddenly retreated. At this time, the puppet's wrist grazed the bodies of the two and hit the wall, piercing a small hole the size of a bowl.

Aoko frowned, probably because the strenuous exercise just now made the pain in her back stronger. No matter how stupid you are, you know that the person who came is not good, and you can't say that you are in the same group as the demons who appeared in the forests and parks before.

"Soozaki, it's okay, right?" Kusa Juro asked with some concern. Aoko didn't speak again from the beginning.

"I'm fine, but ......" Qingzi turned his head: "Why are you looking like nothing happened, you want to know that I wanted to kill you just now?" ”

"At least not yet, isn't it?" Kusa Juro smiled flatly, "Don't push yourself too hard, isn't that guy your friend?" ”

"Defeated to you!" Qingzi covered her head helplessly, speechless for this guy's sluggishness, "Yes, I am good friends with this guy who fights for his life!" ”

Aoko stood up, her breathing and pain quickly adjusted, at least it didn't affect the battle, and she stretched out her right hand, and the faint blue light once again lit up in this maze of mirrors. The puppet is very fast, so it must be fired before it can be fired. Inject magic power into the magic circuit as fast as possible, and the magic circle of the magic form is suspended at the wrist, and two blue magic bullets are in place. There is only a distance of ten meters between the two, and there is only one chance, and if she can't hit it correctly, the other party will not continue to let her generate magic bullets.

Ten meters away from life and death, under the pressure of the outside world, Aoko felt that her thoughts had never been as clear as they are now, and the other party's every move seemed to be under control - she knew in her heart that this was just an illusion caused by high concentration. Under the cover of the long brown-red hair, the puppet's face is blurred, but under the hair, the blue eyes are flashing with sharp edges, and the retracted right wrist does not move, if it weren't for the attack just now, this silent figure would be considered harmless, right?

"Click, click, click......"

The puppet moved. Slowly raising his left hand, he made it as difficult as a rusty old machine; The wrist of the right hand popped out again, and it shot nimbly straight at Qingzi, who was ten meters away, and under the long hair, there seemed to be a smile on the delicate face of the puppet.

"Jing Xijun, get out of the way!"

Qingzi issued a warning, and then his body sank to the lower right, dodging the wrist that hit the head, and with a wave of his right hand, two blue magic bullets instantly flew over a distance of ten meters, accurately hitting the puppet's body, knocking its entire body away, if the puppet was driven by magic, this blow was enough to kill.

“Lucky!” Aoko snapped her fingers excitedly, and she actually hit both shots! It's a great day!

As Aoko prepares to continue casting the Magic Bullet Mending Knife, a dry chant that does not look like a human voice rings out in this hall, with an ominous magic—

“Vivimus·in·somuns,Solitary·putris·in·inferos; (I have been stockpiling in my slumber, and rotting in the ground)"

“Hodie·mea·obiia·die,natus·die. To·obrie…… (My death day is my birthday, come, let me meet you...... )”

“……”

The chant is like a poem, but it does not convey beautiful praise and blessings, but a ballad that contains the charm of malice and curse. This is originally a curse sentence, and when it is sung, it spontaneously gives birth to ominous magic. Originally, it was used to curse opponents, but under the transformation of the puppet owner, it became a curse on the self, and as long as the chant continues, the curse will endlessly give rise to curses, thus creating a power similar to the ability of a perpetual motion machine.

"What is this? Such a high-level self-discipline device is installed on the classical **? Qingzi's two years of learning the magic path were not in vain, she understood the power principle of the puppet, but she was even more puzzled by the behavior of the puppet owner, "Forget it...... Tube so much! ”

With a wave of the white hand, two of the three blue ** bullets surrounding the magic array hit the puppet accurately, knocking it back again, and then ...... Aoko's teeth clicked, and the magic circuit in her right arm was brighter than ever, showing her master's mood right now - "Which bastard made a doll?" Why use my face! ”

Because of the magic bullet, the long hair that covered the puppet's face was raised, and after seeing the puppet's face, Aoko didn't have what Mayu guessed, and exploded directly.