The air suddenly quieted down, and in the face of this kind of dragon god that he had never seen before, Yakumo was a little afraid to speak.

"I didn't do anything!"

Standing in front of the dragon god at a loss, Yakumo was unsure of what had happened when he hadn't remembered.

"Purple's fight was interrupted by some unforeseen things, so I'll personally guide you this time!"

A spatial door was opened, and Ryujin took the lead and left the room.

Looking at the dragon god walking silently in front of him, Yakumo followed behind him in fear.

Having said that, generally speaking, this kind of thing to fight yourself is done by Yakumo Murasaki, and Ryujin plays a grinning onlooker behind him at most.

Will the dragon god have the heart to personally guide himself today?

I'm afraid it's not a pill!

For a while, all kinds of bloody thoughts frequently appeared in his mind, such as what was drunk or something, what was it, cough cough.

However, even if he is quite buggy at all, Ryujin is undoubtedly not a vegetarian, and if he wants to take advantage of her, Yakumo Hao can't imagine what kind of situation it will be even if he overestimates his combat power a lot.

At the moment, the hut of Yakumo.

"Ahem."

The first to wake up was Satania, and in the face of the stupid guy who was about to cry, Yakumo Hazy also had a considerable spare hand when he poured wine.

As if as a signal, the girls lying on the ground in various positions woke up one by one.

As for whether he just woke up, or pretended to be asleep, who knows?

"It's terrifying, I never knew Yakumo-san had such a side."

The first to make a voice was Wienet, who patted her chest, not knowing if she was referring to Yakumo's personality that suddenly became bad after getting drunk, or the form that almost demolished the house at the end.

"What a powerful dragon."

Erkoya, the green-haired royal sister with a strange shame, is still immersed in the memories of last night.

It was as if the room was infinitely enlarged, and the dragon loomed in the golden light, and she even felt that as long as that dragon claw was lightly tapped, it was enough to raze the entire world!

I thought that it was only a limited amount of Yakumo Purple who was stronger than herself, but the power and speed of the instant explosion also frightened her.

What's more, there is that kind of power that is completely incomprehensible, called the power of the realm.

However, this power that was enough for her to look up was shattered with a single grasp.

It turns out that there really is such a powerful dragon in the world?

"Hey, that single dog is so strong?"

There is no doubt that the only person who said this kind of thing in this tone was the angel Jia Baili, who had exhausted his discipline.

"I really want to see Purple's face when she wakes up."

Thinking about how Purple was caught off guard by Yakumo's candle dragon state last night, Rafiel said expectantly.

"Forget it!"

The soul of Wienet's psychic spit suddenly felt that it was better not to complain about this sentence, otherwise he might die miserably.

"Why do you suddenly feel a little cold?"

Stupid Satania spoke.

"Speaking of which, this banquet is really interesting!"

Rafiel blinked, covered her mouth and smiled, and turned her gaze to Falian.

Ignoring Lafil, Farlian gently patted the sleeping Connor's hair and stood up, taking Erkoa's hand.

Although it was the first time she knew that Yakumo was so strong, it didn't prevent her from using this to achieve some small goals.

"How about going to that place with us? Interesting place. ”

Looking at Erkoya, who was a little hesitant, Farian leaned close to her.

"Thor has something to do with that guy, and his strength shouldn't be standing still."

"Hehehe, no problem at all!"

Erkoya raised her hand and let the huge object on her chest shake in front of Falian, although she didn't care too much about the victory, but she didn't want to be left behind too much by her friends.

"Huh!"

Farian's expression became a little dark, dragons, they are all such terrible guys!

I saw that there was no one in the room.

Yakumo's purple fingers, which were lying on the ground, moved.

"It's really, a shame to be thrown home."

Yakumo's expression slowly changed from the tranquility of falling asleep to red.

Slowly burying her head in the ground, yes, she made a gap in the ground.

Yakumo, who was peeping in Shikikami, covered his nose, but he didn't expect Zimei to have such a cute side.

"What are you thinking?"

The dragon god's voice suddenly sounded.

Yakumo was startled, and he was caught off guard and crashed into the dragon god's body.

As a matter of course, it was knocked out of the way.

"It seems that our deterrent power against you is close to nothing, brother!"

Ryujin looked up at Yakumo, who was a little distracted, and the expression on his face didn't know what it meant.

"No wonder you dare to do that kind of thing......"

"What?"

Ryujin's voice was so low that Yakumo himself didn't even hear it.

"Nothing."

A somewhat broken smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Ryujin punched Yakumo's stomach.

"Meet..."

Yakumo was caught off guard, but unless the third stage transformation that was still cooling down, he wanted to fight against the dragon god, and there was still a big gap.

"Why?"

Yakumo rubbed his stomach, well, it didn't hurt much.

"Why?"

The dragon god repeated Yakumo's words expressionlessly, and couldn't help but raise his foot.

Well, did she forget that her clothes were torn a lot?

The thighs are all exposed, white, wait, what's that?

On the lap of the dragon god, Yakumo vaguely saw a few silver fonts, and for some reason, Yakumo felt a lot of time and space power on it, just like his own power.

I didn't see what it was, because, noticing Yakumo's hazy gaze, the dragon god had already put his legs down and looked at him with a murderous gaze by the way.

"Ahem."

Yakumo coughed twice in embarrassment, staring at the dragon god's thigh to see this matter, he couldn't help it, he couldn't help it.

"About last night..."

"Shut up."

Looking at the appearance of the dragon god's instant explosion, Yakumo Hao decisively confessed.

"Nothing!"

Grinding his teeth, Ryujin felt that his mentality, which had not changed for thousands of years, became a little fluctuating.

"The purpose of my stay here today."

"Isn't it to hit me? Well, I'll keep my mouth shut! ”

"Purple and I just came to this world to have a look, and by the way, let's try the idea of uniting the world."

The dragon god straightened his face.

"Now that the matter is done, Purple and I will try to open a passage in Gensokyo to lead here, you, go and talk to those angels and demons, it is best to be able to unite."

"What if you can't?"

Yakumo asked weakly.

"Can't?"

The dragon god shook his fist.

"What are you doing with your power! Unconvinced! ”

Thinking about the salted fish dragon who carved a few words on his legs with his attack last night, the dragon god couldn't tell whether it was better to be a tougher Yakumo Hazy, or this one was better now.

"If you really can't do it, you can go back when you're drunk, it should work wonders, probably?"