"Do I look like I'm fine?"

Hanama Ju replied angrily, how could she not avoid this level of attack normally, that is, her right foot was suddenly paralyzed, and it was estimated that she was poisoned.

Faced with this situation, she actually has no good way to deal with it.

Whether it's magic potions or elixirs, these things are all available when you team up with others, and if you don't team up for a mission, you basically can't buy them.

There is no such relationship internationally.

Coupled with the unspoken rules adopted by the people of the Nian Sect against the Spirit Sect, those medicines were only sold to the transcendents of the Nian Sect in exchange for the cooperation of the transcendents of the Nian Sect.

If everything could be solved with potions and pills, the people of the Spirit Sect would be able to refuse the invitation of ninety percent of the Nian Sect to form a team to fight.

Therefore, it is difficult for the lone flower chrysanthemum to form an effective resistance in the face of such an insidious poisonous sneak attack.

"I'll treat you." Shiraishi pretended to say a word, and pinched her little foot with his hand, and the poison had been unraveled by the time the words came out.

Hanama can't see how to treat it, because the chest is too big and tends to obstruct the view below.

She just felt that her original *** foot suddenly improved, and there was a hint of surprise on her face, "Shibei said that you are good at healing, I thought that his injury was not serious, but I didn't expect your treatment to be so good."

As she spoke, she pinched Baishi's chest muscles with her hand, and said with a smile on her face, "You are really a qualified nurse~"

Shiraishi felt that she was being molested by this female rascal, and just as she wanted to speak, she jumped up directly and rushed up angrily, "I'm going to kill it!"

Hanama rushed out of where she fell, not noticing that the hole in the hotel healed as she left.

Under the hazy moonlight, the flowers on the other side were covered in blood, and a large amount of purple poisonous mist continued to spit out from their mouths, enveloping the entire hotel, as if a sea of fog was churning around.

"Why is that guy okay?" Kenichiro Tsubata was full of consternation, he was poisoned by the flower on the other side, and there was no reason to continue to stand up.

Hanama Chrysanthemum jumped high, as if to leap into the clouds, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the knife and swung it downward.

In an instant, the knife was like the moon, and the dark clouds seemed to dispel the light emitted by the knife, and the dazzling sword light contained a deadly crisis.

The other side flower raised her head, her long hair covering most of her cheeks, and from her mouth extended a poisonous blade stained with purple liquid, as dense as a shark's teeth, and her limbs were curved.

Then, its massive size rushed upward, and a steady stream of purple poisonous mist spilled out of its open mouth.

"Ahh It did not forget the basic ability to send out evil spirits, roaring filial piety, and the resentful sound wave crashed into the sword light first, and there was a roar in the air.

The sound wave collapsed, and the sword light fell on the countless blades in the mouth of the flower on the other side, making a rattling sound.

The black hair was torn, and the pale face was only a flash, and the knife light was shattered, leaving nothing left from head to toe.

Hanama Kiku's feet kicked into the air, and the person quickly fell in front of Keichiro Tsubsuda, who wanted to escape, and the knife was sideways, his feet broke together, and the person fell to the cold ground, "Ah!"

He let out a wail, and Hanama Ju's face turned cold, "Who sent you?"

"High Priest of the Cult of the Winter God." He lied, trying to get this one to find the other.

Hanama cut off her arms and said slowly, "There are many kinds of death, and it seems that you want to choose the most painful one.

It's okay, the body of the transcendent can still withstand tossing, do you want to die in an hour, or two hours later?"

Keichiro Tsubrata wanted to persevere, but it was too difficult.

The wound continued to sting, and the cold wind burrowed into the veins along the torn wound, making him shiver all over his body, and further irritating the wound.

"I said, I'm the boss of the Soul Raising Society, and we recently received a batch of big orders from the Winter God Sect, which were destroyed by you, so I want to kill you to vent my anger."

"Please, kill me."

He didn't want to live like this.

Hanama Kiku felt that this explanation was okay, she had no perverted interest, and decisively cracked Keichiro Tsuboda in half with a single sword.

Shiraishi came up to her and said, "It's over?"

"Well, it's rare to get drunk and sobered up again, so let's go back and continue drinking."

Hanama put away the knife.

A sneak attack like this is very incomprehensible, and her ability to be tough and tough is definitely not comparable to her, "Are the people in the hotel okay?"

"No casualties," Shiraishi replied, destroying the corpse that had affected the scenery, and turning to follow her back.

The two asked the front desk attendant for wine, and went back to the room to drink until three or four o'clock in the morning, and then dispersed and went back to their rooms to sleep.

……

Shiraishi slept until he woke up naturally, looked at his phone, the time was twelve o'clock at noon, and there was still a message on LINE.

It was a farewell from Hanama Ju, she had already left the hotel and returned to Beichen's heart knife.

He also said that he would continue to drink happily next time they met.

"That guy is really unrestrained in drinking," Shiraishi complained, using the butterfly technique to dispel the effects of drunkenness, and washing his face and brushing his teeth by the way.

I have to say that without them, his life is more and more indulgent, yawning.

He casually combed his hair and walked out of the room.

The hotel remained quiet and peaceful, and last night's battle was under his cover and did not affect any of the guests or staff.

Shiraishi refused to be offered lunch by the front desk staff and chose to ride the fire blade to Sapporo.

For lunch, he wants to go to Sapporo and try the crab dishes of the Snow Gate.

According to the internet, the king crab there is very tasty.

He plans to eat crab dishes and then head to the ski slopes to have a good time.

In the evening, go back to the hotel to soak in the hot springs, and then the happy day is over.

……

In winter, it always gets dark very quickly, and after half past five, it seems that the sky can turn black in the blink of an eye.

In Kaminagi's eyes, it doesn't matter if it's dark or not, the housekeeper will always ensure that the mansion has enough light.

She finished her day's practice, and her mother didn't come back.

Towards the end of the year, there are many things that need to be busy, especially for low-level employees, and if they have a holiday, some things will have to be taken care of by the top.

It is impossible for a huge group to stop operating in all aspects at the same time, so it can only be said that it will put a large part of it and leave some people to continue to operate by adding money.

Michiko is the kind of workaholic who naturally takes the lead in staying.

Rin Kaminagi was alone in the restaurant, seemingly in the middle of summer, wearing a light beige light nightdress.

Her long blonde hair was scattered over her shoulders, and there were a few droplets of water, letting people know that she had just taken a bath.

The rectangular table is full of Hokkaido specialties and crab dishes.

She heard Shiraishi say that she was going to Hokkaido, so she thought that she would eat Hokkaido's food for dinner today, rounding up, and it could be regarded as a trip to Hokkaido with Shiraishi.

It's just that the ingredients on her table are all from secret places, and the taste is delicious that you can't find in restaurants in Hokkaido.

Kaminagi Rin picks up the crab meat sashimi with a fast seed, which is cool and sweet, without adding any seasoning, and can show the original taste of crab meat.

Nakamura's housekeeper puts a whole crab leg into the hot pot, takes it out in less than a minute and puts it on her plate, and when you bite into it, you can taste the rich and tender meat of the snow crab.

The maid handed the snow crab tempura, snow crab jelly and other dishes to her one after another in order, so that the taste of the crab meat lingered in her mouth, accumulating thicker and thicker.

Her favourite, though, is the charcoal-grilled king crab legs, where the blazing flame brings out the original aroma of the crab meat.

The crab legs, which are as big as the palm of your hand, are dipped in a little mustard, and when you bite into it, the meat is firm, and there is a slight taste of sea salt in the sweetness, which is tender and chewy.

With the butler and maid taking turns serving, Nagi Rin finished her dinner today, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Nakamura, the chef who made this dish, give them a bonus."

"Hey." Nakamura replied in a low voice, having already decided on the amount of the bonus.

When Kami Nagi Rin returned to his room, Caesar followed, jumped directly on the bed, and lazily occupied the bed

Lying on his stomach in one corner.

She also fell down, turned over, her legs stood straight up, and said, "Ah~ so boring, what should I do next?"

When cultivating, Kami Nagi Rin can have no distracting thoughts.

Now that the day's cultivation is over and he stays alone in the big empty room, the distracting thoughts in Kami-Nagi-rin's heart will naturally rise.

She missed the leisure time spent in the living room of the mansion with the Oni Ryuin Courtyard, talking around the kotatsu fireside.

It's obviously the day before yesterday, but it feels like she's been separated for a few months.

And Shiraishi-kun...... She always wondered if that person was messing with flowers and grass outside again.

Ahem, maybe this is an inaccurate word, but she really can't put her mind at ease, don't come out halfway to Adolf No. 2.

Because of Baishi's concentration, she basically has no confidence.

Maybe there should be more loyal love movies, etc., if Shiraishi's current object is not her, wouldn't it be lifting a stone to shoot herself in the foot.

Kaminagi Rin turned around the big bed a few times, holding the pillow in her hand, and shouted, "I really want to call and ask Shiraishi-kun what he's doing."

"But you can't disturb him on vacation, no, Caesar, what are you doing?" "I'm really looking at it, I have to make a phone call for my master." "I can't say no, stop it!" "For the sake of my master, I'd rather be crushed!"

Caesar tilted his head and couldn't understand what his master was crazy about holding his tiger claws.

Kaminagi Rin looked at the voice call invitation sent by LINE, slapped Caesar's head with his hand, and said angrily, "They all told you to stop, why don't you obey?"

"Roar." Caesar immediately stood up and protested with a subwoofer-like roar.

The invitation to the voice call was not answered.

The flush on Kaminagi Rin's face gradually froze, and the night ...... Instead of answering the voice call, she realized the seriousness of the problem and kicked Caesar, who was still trying to argue, off the bed.

She continued to initiate invitations, persevering, again and again.

Eventually, the voice call finally connected, and loud music rang from the other side of the phone, "Hey, Kami, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, am I disturbing the Lord?"

Kaminagi Rin's face was tense, and his tone was still very light, like the breeze of an autumn night, with a surging coldness in it, but it didn't make people really feel cold.

Shiraishi thought to himself that there was nothing to do to launch thirty-three voice invitations? Isn't that going to blow up your phone, "No interruption, I'm just playing in a bar, it's too noisy here, I didn't hear your invitation."

"Bar, I've heard people say, is it fun there?" Kaminagi's face softened, and her body gradually approached the headboard.

"It's okay, it's just not as interesting as I thought."

Shiraishi replied loudly, the loud music, the reveling crowds, and the swirling multicolored lights gave this place a bit of mysterious charm, and it looked lively, but it always gave him a feeling of being out of place.

To be honest, staying here was even more lonely than staying alone in a hotel, and he wanted to go back to the hot springs.

The voice invitation sent by Kaminagi Rin made him feel like he had returned to the world, and he became less disgusted with the noisy atmosphere here, "How are you doing today?"

"The progress of the sixth move, Wind Slash cultivation, is still the same, there is no change."

Kaminagi Rin leaned her back against the headboard, her feet folded next to her chest, and her white toes fought with each other, as if they were going to divide the ranks, "But dinner is okay, I eat crab food, king crab is delicious."

"I also eat crabs at noon, and it tastes really good at the Ice Gate."

The two chatted, not affected by the noisy world at all, and there were no major matters, just trivial matters.

For example, Shiraishi meets newcomers at the ski resort and watches them fall into various positions.

His talent is very high, novices are novices, and he has not fallen once.

Kaminagi Rin recounts his life in the mansion and what naughty things Caesar does.

Chatting and chatting, no one noticed how quickly time passed, and it was still the housekeeper who knocked on the village

knocked on the door and reminded, "Miss, when the time you set for going to bed is up, do you want to turn off the lights?"

"Huh? It's so late?" Kaminagi Rin was surprised, she hadn't talked enough!

"It's nine o'clock, you go to bed first." Shiraishi looked at the time and immediately decided to terminate the chat.

Kaminagi Rin felt a little lost in her heart, she put her phone to her ear, listening to the sound over there, she always felt that Shiraishi was beside her, whispering softly into her ear.

As for the noisy background music, let her ignore it directly, "Well, good night, Shiraishi-kun, we'll talk next time."

She was addicted to chatting, and before they met, she decided to send a voice invitation to Baishi every day, and listened to his voice ringing softly in her ears.

"Okay."

Shiraishi responded and took the initiative to hang up the call.

The bartender on the side couldn't help but say, "Is it a girlfriend?"

"Well, not yet." Shiraishi shook his head.

The bartender smiled and said, "It's the first time I've seen someone who has been talking at a bar for so long, so she must be a very attractive woman."

"Well, that's what makes it a headache."

Shiraishi sighed, it's easy to hurt someone, but it's very difficult not to hurt anyone.

Even so, he still has to choose the path that does not hurt anyone.

This is the determination of a man!

Shiraishi left the bar, returned to the Hongyuan Hotel, soaked in the hot springs, and fell asleep.

……

The next day, he set out on his way back to the shrine.

The interest in the tour is exhausted, and the original plan was to play for a few more days, and when you really play, it seems that it is easy to get bored.

He decided to return to the shrine for the New Year, and by the way, he received those who visited the shrine for the New Year.

Nohara Shrine has not been cleaned for a few days, the snow covers the steps, Shiraishi returns from cycling, he is too lazy to clean it himself, snaps his fingers, and changes the place back to the appearance it just left, clean and tidy.

He went to the Inoue supermarket, bought a half-price bento, and nested himself in the kotatsu, calculating that in three days, they would be back.

Karinagi Rin sent a voice call on time, and he answered it, continuing to talk until nine o'clock, ending the topic on time.

Looking at the other people in the friends list, Komori needless to say, the well-behaved child, if you say let her rest, it must be a good rest.

Jing is as willful as a cat, she can talk if she wants to, she doesn't want to talk, and it is normal to not say a word for ten days and half a month.

Obviously, it's almost the New Year, but he didn't even send a greeting, Bai Shi muttered in his heart, and glanced at the Ghost Dragon Courtyard again, thinking that she was the first to be the one who couldn't bear to send him a message.

Now that I think about it, it is somewhat whimsical to expect the husky who got rid of it to run back.

He quit LINE and chose to watch a short YouTube video, flipping through it, and forgetting when he fell asleep.

……

Dididi, the mobile phone rang, Shiraishi opened his eyes in a daze, the living room was shrouded in darkness, he clicked to answer, "Who?"

"Shiraishi-kun~ It's me!" The hearty sound seems to be a cool mountain breeze in summer, and people feel refreshed physically and mentally when they hear it.

"Ghost Dragon Temple, do you have something?" Shiraishi yawned and continued to lie on the tatami mat, not wanting to leave the kotatsu.

"The sunrise on the first day of the new year!"

Miya shouted happily, "Hurry up, go to the rooftop, hehe, let's watch the sunrise together, don't continue to sleep!"

I'm also going to inform Kaminagi, Komori, and Aoi that I'll hang up first."

"Hey, you." The ghost dragon courtyard is said to hang it, Bai Shi glanced outside, what sunrise ah, he continued to lie on his stomach.

After a while, the sliding door of the living room was opened, and a figurine-sized fire man floated in the air, directly connected to his mind, "Shiraishi-kun ~ Ghost Dragon Courtyard asked me to come and wake you up."

"That guy is really positive about this kind of thing." Shiraishi complained and had to climb out of the kotatsu.

The ghost was very caring, and the flames turned into a cloak and draped over the surface of his body.

"That way, Shiraishi-kun won't be cold." Jun Komori's tone was soft

。

Shiraishi glanced at the fire on his arm and said, "Komori, thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm glad to be able to do something for Shiraishi-kun." Komori replied in a warm voice.

He left the living room and went up to the roof.

The sky was gray, the cold wind was blocked out by the ghosts, and the shadow of the sun was not visible for the time being, "Komori, how are you doing these days?"

"In addition to meditating every day, I just watch anime with my sister, and I don't do anything special, how did Shiraishi-kun go to Hokkaido?"

"Okay, the ski resorts in Sapporo are interesting." He recounted the experience of that day again and again, and he did not feel bored in his heart.

Small talk is to repeat the topics that have already been said to different people.

Komori listened quietly, just giving some responses when she needed to respond, she was used to listening to others like this, and she didn't resent her own presence and air.

As the clock ticks, the sun rises from the sky on the first day of the new year, and the surrounding clouds are dyed red.

"Happy New Year, Shiraishi-kun."

Jun Komori sent congratulations.

"Well, Happy New Year, Komori."

Shiraishi watched the sunrise, and suddenly felt a little longing to see them.