Eight o'clock in the evening! The sun had completely disappeared below the horizon at this moment, and it was only here that the summer night really came. The moist but lightly scented wind melts away the temperature accumulated during the day, and the white moonlit shore laps against the sand rhythmically.

However, the large number of people who are in the breeding season makes this rare atmosphere of summer only available to a very small number of people. The stinging cells on the tentacles of jellyfish contain toxins, and although those jellyfish in the Shonan area of Kanna 11 Prefecture are not as deadly as the Australian box jellyfish, it is not fun for ordinary people to be stung.

The family is gathered on the first floor of the Poseidon Guesthouse, where the sea breeze is intoxicating due to the unobstructed lobby structure, and people who have been fluttering in the sea all afternoon are kneeling around a round table and chatting. The god crack weaving fire is at this moment, and she naturally joins the atmosphere of the round table as a friend of Shangjo, and Shangjo Dangma, who is the object of her protection, is on the side.

The Shangjo family, who hadn't eaten dinner yet, were hungry, and the clerk at this guesthouse didn't know where Lu Dao had gone, and there was no one at all after looking up and down. On TV, the reporter who is like Moon Yong Xiaomeng is continuing, repeating in a melancholy voice the news content of the afternoon, about the fire no Kamisaku is still on the run.

Kamijo Dangma, who was worried about the fall of the angel, was sitting quietly in some silence, completely unaware of the topic of the road. Until Mr. Kamijo Toya took out a clear glass bottle from his pocket.

Inside the glass bottle is a dried corpse-like beetle, whose scientific name is scarab. There is no doubt that this is one of the souvenirs that last knife night brought back from abroad.

"Although the terrain of each training space boasts the coast! But who is it holding like this! How long ago was it to walk by the sea!? Mu Yuchen, who was holding Yaoxing's little hand about a few kilometers away from Poseidon B&B, was barefoot, slowly moving between the sea and the beach, and suddenly he suddenly asked himself.

The white moon, which had just risen from the sea level, made the two shadows, one long and one short, diagonally parallel, and from the soles of Mu Yuchen and Yao Xing's feet, they were projected onto the extremely quiet sand.

Mu Yuchen's long-term memories had already been blurred to the extent that they couldn't be pieced together, and with a smile, he shook his head and threw out the thoughts in his mind and let it disappear in the wind.

Yao Xing was walking step by step very seriously, her lowered gaze was always locked on her pair of white feet that left a string of traces between the sea and the beach, as if there was some big secret hidden in them. Yao Xing was led forward by Mu Yuchen, and the intelligent girl who followed her was so calm with every step, and she did not waver even the slightest bit of worry.

Slowly continued to walk forward for more than five hundred meters, and the quiet atmosphere was not very harmonious, so Mu Yuchen suddenly held both sides of Yao Xing's slender waist with both hands, and lifted her above his head, and then he began to run. The intelligent girl was frightened by the sudden action, and was slightly startled, and then a burst of exclamations rang out.

"Ah!!!! Master! Big Bad! Put me down! The feeling of volleying made Yao Xing a little uneasy, and she seemed to like the sense of security that comes from being down-to-earth when her feet are in direct contact with the ground.

"Don't!" Simply and clearly refused, Mu Yuchen put Yao Xing on his neck and pressed her slender little tuǐ with both hands.

The two of them, whose bodies were almost vertically connected, ran and whirled between the sand and the water.

Yao Xing's waterfall-like black hair quickly became messy and a little entangled in the wind, but the childish scream of the intelligent girl quickly turned into a cry of joy under the thorn, and a kind of pleasure full of happiness was born spontaneously.

The hands that were holding Mu Yuchen's head in a panic at the beginning, and the intelligent girl above Yao Xing's head who was being held high at this moment seemed to understand what he meant, and slightly recovered a little bit of her previous rudeness and naughtiness. Mu Yuchen is sitting in his own way, this may not be the best! But it was all he could think of!

"The hosts! This direction is ......! Can I just go over now? This kind of thing is not in line with our original plan... No more! After settling down a little from the unprecedented emotional experience, Yao Xing found that Mu Yuchen was taking himself and was heading towards the Poseidon B&B where the Shangjo family was located. …,

"That's okay! The Green Goblin network has taken over this beach! And my telepathic perception is in full swing! Mu Yuchen continued to walk forward without stopping, and he continued to say to Yao Xing: "Sasha Chloeve's first goal is to be a hemp! There is a bad luck tractor in his human form! It is very difficult for ordinary people to be weaker than him! And....... ”

"And! Wait a minute, there will be a standard anime-style welfare plot! Receptacle! A real trend host is here for reasons! That's it, right? Yao Xing twisted his head to the side a little childishly, and after humming softly in a thick nasal voice, he said to Mu Yuchen condescendingly in a tone as if he had seen everything.

"What! I'm just trying to stop Kamijo Shon! Just take the first step on the road to crime! Hahaha! Mu Yuchen smiled with a heroic expression, as for what the truth of the facts was, the ensuing silence seemed to be needed, and people interpreted it according to their own thinking.

After putting on the optical mí color cloak and sneaking near the bathroom, Mu Yuchen and Yao Xing found that they had been squatting nearby for a long time, with a golden broom head and wearing a beachsuit, it seems that in the original plot, this magic name is called the blade of the backstab, and the guy who claims to stab people in the back is really premeditated, and the double spy is really an unreliable animal!

Not long after, Shangjo, who was dragged by the neckline of the Divine Crack Weaving Fire and dragged all the way like a corpse, appeared in Mu Yuchen's sight. I don't know if it is an illusion or something, Mu Yuchen always feels that the Yao Xing beside him is shining with a dangerous longing brilliance in his eyes, and the end of that gaze is the mighty female saint.

"Don't keep your eyes on the Divine Crack Weaving Fire! For a master of that level! Your gaze is like a searchlight in the dark night, and you can catch it very clearly at will! Mu Yuchen pressed Yaoxing's head down, and said solemnly to the intelligent girl through the communication system of the Green Goblin network.

"Yes! I see! Crediting to the priority considerations! With an expression like a child making a mistake on his face, Yao Xing pursed his mouth slightly, and said with kindness but still a little unwillingness: "The computing speed of the core processor of the righteous skeleton is too slow!" Unable to keep up to speed with the original core database! That's why there is a small error in the delayed state! I'm sorry! Master! "Adjust slowly! Time is not an issue! The head of the soothing silent Yaoxing, Mu Yuchen said indifferently.

While the two were talking briefly, the Divine Cracked Weaving Fire approached the public bath of the B&B with Seven Days and Seven Nights in hand. The slightly humble Poseidon has only this bathroom, which is simply a type shared by men and women. The appearance of the god crack weaving fire at the moment is like Steele's mō, so it is likely to be broken into by other male xìng, so it is necessary for the young man to come and take the wind.

The front foot of the god crack weaving fire approached the bathroom, and the spy who was ambushed nearby, Tsuchiomon Motoharu, swaggered a little around the road, and another section of the corridor of the inn appeared, in front of Shangjo, who was restraining his heart. The blonde huā shirt agitated the young man who was going to be in the middle of it, and just when he was hesitant, Mikoto's cousin appeared.

"Although telekinesis perception can be very good for voyeurism!! Ahem! Peek into the secret! But want to get high-definition images! This means that it may be discovered by the Divine Crack Weaving Fire! Looking at this corner who was about to direct a key scene, a lewd smile appeared on Mu Yuchen's face. So the benefits that my brother can't enjoy! Neither can anyone else! ”

Mu Yuchen's method was very, very simple, and under his control, his telekinesis created a very subtle raised object on the wooden floor in front of the dragon god Otohime, who looked quite old. Then Mai Trin's little cousin tripped and slammed her head to the ground in a rather miserable way, screaming miserably.

Uejo Dangma, who was still struggling in his heart, awakened at the cry of his little cousin, and immediately defeated the man's biggest opponent and became an outstanding young man of 500%.

After some reassuring and consoling movements, the most precious tens of seconds passed with the wind, and when Kamijo turned around, he was neatly dressed and pushed open the bathroom door and walked out.

Although it is still the asymmetrical costume that is unique to the magic style in order to match the Amakusa style, the moving beauty of the divine crack weaving fire at this moment, which is full of the soft aura of the female xìng, instantly overwhelms her innate strength. The moist black sè big ponytail and the ruddy skin complement each other, and she is so beautiful and moving after washing away the dust. …,

"Occupy u!" Mu Yuchen, who was married to a bad guy, was clenching his fists and raising his elbows, posing in a celebratory gesture full of accomplishment, but the beautiful Yiren who danced out instantly froze his movements. In fact, it was not only Mu Yuchen who was solidified, but all those who could see the true face of the god at this moment were shocked by the touching beauty.

"They're all men! but they shall wash separately. Ryujin Otohime complained childishly, but at this moment, this childish girl who looked like Mikoto Misaka was inadvertently ignored by everyone.

The night bath that the Uejo family ended one after another, and the staff of the guesthouse, who had disappeared for a long time, finally reappeared, announcing that the same dinner could finally begin. After dinner, Kamijo was alone, staying on the first floor of the B&B and thinking quietly, while the others were moving upstairs on the second floor at the moment.

From time to time, the sound of playful laughter spread from the room on the second floor to the silent night sky around the entire homestay. The sound was mixed with the voices of Intix, Kamijo Fù, and Ryujin Otohime, and it sounded like they were playing a game of cards or something. As for the two who occupy an open line of sight on the second floor, monitoring the surrounding Divine Crack Weaving Fire and Earth Imperial Gate Motoharu, they are talking in another room.

"It's really unprofessional! Obviously, he has the strength to easily destroy at least a modern regular army, but he doesn't know anything about an ordinary person lurking over, such a huge contrast makes Mu Yuchen shake his head helplessly and say: "The magician subconsciously completely ignores the threat of ordinary people!" The high-minded mentality is ignored, ordinary people can kill people just as well! Immature! "It's about ten o'clock in the night now, about a quarter of an hour ago, Kamisaku Hinano walked through the empty beach and lurked there, and the first floor of the inn was used for the empty space of the heart. The Divine Crack Weaving Fire is not good at arranging magical enchantments, while the Earth Imperial Gate Yuanchun needs to bear the damage of the backlash, and the entire Seagod B&B actually does not have any warning arrangement, all of which makes Mu Yuchen feel very magical.

Kamisaku Hino, who has been diagnosed with schizophrenia, is a middle-aged man who looks skinny and unhealthy, and at the moment he is staring at Kamijo with a flickering crazy gaze, through the analysis of the wooden floor. Maybe it's the relationship between the god crack weaving fire and the earth gomon Motoharu, these two professional magicians are nearby, and Kamijo, who feels very safe, is completely unaware of the danger.

"Lord Angel! Lord Angel! Listen to me ....... The voice of the fire no god is like that of a schoolboy in the voice change period, full of a sharp taste of the middle xìng feeling, and his low muttering is extremely strange in the dark, and a crazy taste is vaguely born in the dàng.

"How can I avoid searching! Let me escape from this place! ”

The fugitive firenose god had no fear or uneasiness on his face, not even the slightest hint of fear and uneasiness, he was holding a strangely shaped dagger with a very unique shape in his right hand, and in his left hand he held a large notebook-sized wooden board covered with various carved marks.

As if something heard the prayer of the god of fire, his right hand holding the sword moved naturally, and a series of words were carved on the wooden board of the left hand.

Mu Yuchen could clearly feel the chaos in the fire field god work, the unconsciousness radiated the brain lightning bō, that kind of chaos brought him was not any negativity, in fact, if it weren't for the unstable brain lightning bō, constantly stabbing the body of the fire field god work, this thin guy might have died in some remote corner that no one knew about due to weakness.

"It's a psychopath! But it has gone deeper into the spiritual level than normal people! And the spirit overcame the weakness of the flesh! It's really weird enough! Mu Yuchen looked at the fire field god who was talking to himself, and he was looking at the fire field god who was in the shadow of the room.

Although in the spiritual realm set by normal people, Huono Kamisaku has been reviewed as an abnormal split personality, but the way of action of this ritual killer is more definite and more efficient than the self-proclaimed professional God Crack Weaving Fire and Earth Imperial Gate Motoharu, such as now he wields a knife to cut off the main cable of power supply under the floor of the B&B.

Although the bright moonlight made the entire space on the first floor not completely fall into darkness, out of the conditioned reflex of human habits, Shangjo Danma still focused his eyes on the electrical appliances that had just lost power. Just as Uejo was focusing his attention on the fluorescent lamp on the sky huā board without thinking, a slight strange sound came out from under the floor. …,

"Rustling !!!" The pitch-black space reduced the visual perception to the limit, but it invisibly sharpened the sense of hearing, and just as the last suspicious spider cast his gaze under the floor, with an instantaneous impact sound, a thin knife that refracted the moonlight pierced under the floor under his feet.

"Fortunately, there is a brother here! Otherwise, you'll be lame! "The reason why Mu Yuchen has been waiting until now is that he is worried that high school students will be a hemp when you are a hemp, and when they encounter the murderer Huo Ye Shenzuo, there will be some accidents accidentally, and the performance of the god crack weaving fire and earth royal gate Yuanchun undoubtedly proves the necessity of Mu Yuchen's worry.

Under the control of Mu Yuchen's consciousness, the invisible telekinesis rushed before the crescent-shaped short knife pierced the floor, deflecting its trajectory slightly by a little. So the shiny blade almost shot through the narrow gap in front of the feet of the upper strip when he stepped on the floor, and almost one of the feet of the upper jo boy could be penetrated.

Hangjo Dangma, who had been attacked by the surprise attack, had a dry throat, and seemed to be immersed in the brief moment when he was just full of luck but had an abnormal scene. At this moment, another squeaky grinding sound was remembered, and then Kamijo Dangma found that the slender blade of the meniscus with a length of about thirty centimeters next to his feet sank under the floor again in the shaking.

Kamisaku Hinano continued to attack with his sword, and poor Kamijo Dangma instinctively dodged in fright, but unfortunately lost the balance of his body, and suddenly fell to the floor with a grunting hob.

Just as the boy got up again in a hurry, the sudden eruption of the fire god used his arms, tearing the floor that had been destroyed in his eyes, and generally grabbed the ankle of the boy of the upper strip.

Kamijo Dangma desperately tried to pull out his ankle, but the rotten image of Kamisaku Hinano injected great fear into his will, so that he was short of breath and his heart was beating irregularly.

Kamijo kept telling himself that fear was useless, but the paralysis of his body made him unable to exert his strength, and at that moment another sound of a blade cutting through the planks came through.

"It's really a battle without beauty! But as long as you make sure that Shangjo is not injured! Tonight's experience is a precious asset to him! After all, the enemies this kid will face in the future are not comparable to just murderers! Mu Yuchen took his eyes off the two people who were entangled with each other in the B&B, and turned to the beach about one hundred and fifty meters away.

"And! It's coming to an end! ”！。