The scorching, unbearable sunlight shone violently on the earth.

One tall and one short, two people stood on the roof of the building, looking at each other silently.

Long hair that is also black.

Clothes in the same black tone.

The same parasols.

The corners of Nangong Nayue's mouth twitched slightly.

A demon clan who is so similar to his own dressing style, and his appearance is more dazzling than the sunshine of String God Island.

The demons who haven't seen it, the demons who haven't worn the login bracelet.

Nangong Nayue was sure that this demon clan was not a resident of Xianshen Island.

Outsiders.

A dangerous and powerful, the snake tricker is also an alien demon.

As if he wanted to show the difference between Xiàn and Yakumo Mo, Nangong Nayue took out a folding fan with black lace from his waist.

Seeing this, Yakumo smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, opened the gap, and also took out a folding fan with the same black tone, and opened it with a "whoosh".

"Smack!!"

Nangong suddenly had a big "well" bulging on his forehead......

Putting away the folding fan, a spatial magic array appeared on the free left hand, and then a delicate teacup appeared.

Glancing at Ya Yunmo defiantly, Nangong Nayue lowered her head and tasted the black tea in the cup.

Yakumo sniffed the strange fragrance of tea wafting in the air, his brows furrowed slightly.

According to Yakumo's understanding of the black tea field, this cup is based on Ceylon's sugar tea and slightly flavored with herbs.

Very good taste.

It's just that brandy is added to it.

This hint of tea fragrance has a bit of alcohol.

Yakumo hates the smell of alcohol.

Also putting away the folding fan, Ya Yunmo let go of his right hand holding the umbrella in Nangong Nayue's surprised eyes.

The parasol floats above Yakumo as if it were not affected by gravity.

Then, Yakumo waved his hand to open the gap and took out a cup of black tea from it. Sit with your legs folded and enjoy yourself.

"Goo-!!"

Nangong almost crushed the teacup in his hand that month.

Gritting her teeth, Gothic Lori stared at Yakumo sitting in the gap, her dark eyes burning with anger comparable to the sunshine of String God Island.

This guy in front of me is so hateful! It's so damning!

Because it's important, say it twice!

"Unlogged in to the Demon Clan, say your name and race, and what you mean!!"

"Can't help it anymore......"

Yakumo is like the winner of a battle. With a lazy smile, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Nangong Nayue.

“…… To be honest, adding alcohol to black tea is really a waste of black tea, in addition, you actually like sugar tea, it's really tasteless, don't you know that adding sugar to tea will make the tea have a sour taste? ”

"You dare to question my taste for black tea!?"

Nangong Nayue was furious, and instantly diverted his attention - so for you, the priority of black tea is higher than your own job......

"No, no, no. It's just that I saw the cup of Ceylon black tea in your hand crying, so I couldn't bear it. ”

The nerve in Gothic Lori's brain called "sanity" collapsed.

"Demons! We're not done! ”

Nangong Nayue raised his hand, and a chain appeared out of thin air.

The silver chains rushed towards Yakumo like a poisonous snake, and in the blink of an eye, they bound Yakumo Mo's body.

"But then—what!?"

The bound Yakumo Mo's body disappeared strangely, and at the same time, there was also the parasol above his head.

"Ah, that's the Raging, a weapon forged by the legendary gods?"

A voice with a strange charm sounded behind him.

Nangong Nayue, who was holding a parasol, turned around.

Dozens of meters away, on the water supply tower on the roof of another high-rise building. Yakumo was sitting there, his folding fan swaying gently.

"Space Domination Magic!? Wrong. Not quite like ......"

The disappearance of Yayun Mo out of thin air made Nangong Nayue's heart unprecedentedly solemn.

The space around them rippled like water waves, becoming blurred.

Then, those vague places all emerged with exquisite magic arrays.

Countless silver chains flew out of the magic array, flying towards Yakumo Mo from all directions.

Yakumo Mo's body disappeared again.

This time, Nangong Nayue saw clearly that Yakumo had hidden in a pitch-black crack with lilies in full bloom and escaped the lock of the precepts.

"Undocumented Ability ......"

Nangong Nayue recalled carefully. I haven't seen a similar ability in the demon information I have.

“…… Could it be an undiscovered demon? How is this possible? ”

"Don't be so nervous."

The gap that suddenly opened next to him made Nangong Nayue hold the parasol and instantly move more than ten meters away.

Yakumo's body emerged from the gap, sitting on it with his legs folded as he had done at the beginning.

"I have no ill intentions, really."

No malice?

"Your initial actions are really not so convincing......"

"Ah, doesn't it feel funny?"

Yakumo tidied up his somewhat messy hair.

"Look. It's rare to meet an attribute ah no, set ah bah, I mean people with such similar interests and hobbies, so it's rare to be a little happy......"

"I don't know why—"

Nangong stopped the attack that month.

"--I feel even hotter."

Seeing that Nangong Nayue did not attack again, Ya Yunmo took out a cup of black tea again.

"Do you want to try it? This is made from tea leaves from the underworld. ”

Nangong Nayue's delicate and lovely eyebrows raised slightly.

Tea from the underworld?

The beautiful and excessive demon in front of him, could it be a ghost?

"I'm not a ghost."

Seeing Nangong Nayue's thoughts, Ya Yunmo said.

"I'm a youkai."

"Youkai?"

Nangong Nayue showed a surprised expression, she never thought that the answer would be like this.

Because of the development of human beings, the number of many demons has been greatly reduced, which is also one of the reasons for the establishment of the Demon Special Zone Xianshen Island.

And one of the demons whose numbers have decayed the most, and is even on the verge of extinction, is the youkai.

Even on the island of the string god, it is difficult to see the figure of the yokai.

"What race of youkai?"

Nangong asked that month.

Race?

Yakumo Mo's race is really a bit weird to say.

Originally, the realm monster Yakumo Murasaki, that is, Yakumo Mo's sister, was a youkai of a race as a person - or rather, Yakumo Purple was actually a race, not an individual.

This is why, theoretically, there is only one realm monster that can have Yakumo Murasaki.

However, the birth of Yakumo Mo directly overturned this setting.

Although until now I didn't understand why it was impossible for a second realm youkai to give birth to Yakumo Mo, Purple was very satisfied with it.

To be able to have a younger brother of the same clan is a gift from heaven to Zi - although as a powerful and incomparable monster, Zi has always believed only in his own wisdom and strength, not in the ethereal heaven.

Saying this, I just want to show that it is difficult to accurately identify Yakumo's race.

If I had to give an explanation-

"You can think that my race is a 'realm youkai'......"

"What is this? Completely unheard of. ”

Nangong Nayue held a parasol and looked at Yayun Mo fixedly.

She even began to suspect that Yakumo was lying.

"To explain this meaning, it is directly related to my ability, we have only met for the first time, right? Just reveal all the hole cards.,Do you think I'm the kind of stupid boss waiting for the brave to push? ”

Yakumo chuckled lightly and turned his head to look not far away.

There, smoke filled.

"Ah, it looks like the battle over there is over." (To be continued......)