"Abrodi?!"

The witch's body shook slightly and her eyes narrowed unnaturally. Although it was well concealed, the rolling dust under her feet exposed the turmoil in her heart.

The breeze gently swayed, the long black like a waterfall fluttered with the wind, and the wide cuffs moved backward like waves, revealing a trace of delicateness like a lotus root.

"Who is the visitor?" I don't know how long it took, but the witch raised her cherry lips and asked slowly.

"Contemporary head of the Kagura family!" Dismusk stared at the witch's eyes tightly and said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter with her?" The witch was not afraid of the other party's straight eyes, and raised her eyes and looked at her.

"Discuss big things together!"

"What's the big deal?"

"you guess!"

The witch "..."

The white-clothed witch had a breath and her eyelids twitched. Her noble and dignified temperament combined with a trembling face made her look a little funny leisurely.

She took a deep breath and calmed down the turbulent evil fire in her chest. Her fire-like eyes gradually became as quiet as the lake. Under her wide long white sleeves, she slowly let go of her jade hand that she thought about. She looked up again and looked up at the hatred and beating face.

But when he looked up, he happened to meet the other party's joking eyes. The anger that had just calmed up suddenly jumped up like oil, and the man was teasing her.

The breeze moved lightly, making the branches and leaves on the trees rustling. Dismusk looked at the white lotus that was bowing his head for a moment, and couldn't help but smile in his heart. The noble and elegant look, as if he was not as good as the fireworks in the world, made him subconsciously play with him, like a small black dot on a white piece of paper, which made people want to wipe it off. There was no reason, it was just what he thought. In fact, this is obsessive-compulsive disorder, a disease, and needs to be cured...

Looking at the scattered waterfall, the witch seemed to look up inadvertently, revealing a pair of fascinating eyes. The shiny and beautiful lips were gentle, and a confident, elegant and noble temperament came to life: every move, every frown and smile touched the hearts of countless people.

This picture and this style are not right. Shouldn’t you be angry? Shouldn’t you be full of anger and stare fiercely?

How could it be that there was a faint smile bent under the bright eyes? This scene was really weird.

For a moment, Dismusk was confused~ but the next moment, a sizzling wind suddenly rose behind his head, and the figure of the white-clothed witch who was smiling in front of him was gradually disappearing, blurring other people's eyes and intoxicating other people's dreams.

Dismusk's heart thumped, and his thoughts were still stuck in the charming smile. How did it turn into a blow from the wind in his head, but his body subconsciously reacted, and his body suddenly rushed forward in the sparks of calcium carbide. Dismusk turned backwards in a daze and looked.

There was a weak and boneless palm in front of me. The lines in my hand were clearly visible, but the palm wind was vibrating, and a slight strong energy made Dismusk's cheek hurt.

One black and one white, two figures interacted with each other from the air. The woman gently stretched out her hand and gently touched the man's cheek, but the man shyly raised his head to avoid it, like two sharp arrows shot in the air, shooting in two opposite directions.

"Bang" Due to some dodging actions in the air, Dismusk landed very unsteadily. He reached out and touched his cheek gently, and bursts of burning pain came from his face.

A burst of anger arose in his heart. He suddenly turned around and looked at the quiet woman in white, standing there pretty beautifully in the breeze. The river water flowed and the lotus stood quietly.

"Swoosh" a ball of blue gas that had not yet dissipated was left on the ground. The man in the black windbreaker did not even have any afterimages, and his whole body disappeared instantly.

The next moment, the iron fist wrapped in blue stayed in front of the witch's face, and the strange blue gas kept tangling in the fist, as bright as a letter, sizzling constantly. In the slight blackness, the thick gas was all reflected on the woman's face, and it was blue.

"Why don't you hide?" Dismusk asked in a cold voice with a frosty face.

"I believe you won't fight!" The witch looked straight at Dismusk with dark eyes, not caring about the fist in front of her, and simply ignoring its existence.

Dismusk was stunned when he heard this, and then chuckled and said, "You are right."

The extended fist suddenly opened its five fingers, and when the witch was not prepared, she gently touched it. Sure enough, it was a bit smooth to get it.

"You..." A cold word seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Looking at the murderous look, Dismusk pointed at the bloody redness on his cheeks indifferently, saying, "This is a kind of compensation."

"What a stingy man!" said the witch viciously, her pair of fire-like eyes remained uneven from Dismusk's throat.

With a cold snorkeling, the witch suddenly turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" For a moment, Dismusk was confused again. This was a dangerous woman, a woman who did not follow the rules.

"A man who likes to admire roses once said that the evil with corpse aura in hell may also be a Saint Seiya." The witch stopped, and she did not look back, and continued, "So, I will take you to meet the person you want to see and visit the person you want to visit!"

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The incense was floating, and the figure moved lightly. On the central main pavilion, the witch knelt at the table, holding a medicine spoon and rolling the medicine gently, and then handed it gently to the handsome man next to him.

Opposite, Dismusk sat cross-legged, his eyes twitching slightly at the scene of glasses in front of him. The gentle movements of the noble witch in white faded out of the water's eyes, looked at Abrodi next to him without blinking, feeding the man medicine like a maid.

Abrodi's face turned slightly red. He took the decoction he looked at with his slender hands unnaturally and whispered to Dismusk, "I'm hurt a little, it's okay."

"Are you a little bit of injury?" Dismusk's tone was faint, not as surprised as expected, because after Saga's investigation and actual restoration of the battle in front of the villa, Dismusk, who fought against Goniz, easily concluded that Abrodi was injured by the Storm, and Abrodi just now also explained the process of the battle in front of the villa in detail. Dismusk also told Abrodi about the subsequent actions, including the fact that he was defeated by Goniz.

"A little injury!" After hearing this, the witch's eyelids twitched and said coldly, "That was a serious injury that hurts the heart. To this day, some dark energy remains hidden in Abu Jun's body. He has learned Goniz's "dark crying" directly!"

"I don't like some people, I give up my dignity as a warrior. I don't even dare to pull out the sword in my hand in front of a strong enemy. The only choice caused by my cowardly mind is to escape!"

Dismusk could only smile bitterly. When he arrived at Kagura City, he realized that the white-clothed witch in front of him was Kagura Chizuki, the contemporary parent of the Kagura family! And he was also the savior of Abrodi. Although Abrodi also saved her, this plot always touched the subtle feelings of the two people. Thinking of what he did in the woods, it offended Kagura Chizuki, so he said that putting aside Abrodi's feelings was not counted. The identity of the patriarch of the Kagura family, Dismusk should not tease others. This time, he cheated Saga by the way. Saga asked him to unite with the three artifact families, and he offended the family first.

In this way, he avoided the sarcasm of Kagura Chizu and directly talked with Abrodi about how to destroy the gods of the heavens. He did not believe in the three artifact families with historical missions.

"Gonitz is not something you and I can defeat. As far as I know, he has reached the legendary seventh sense, the dark power opposite to the ultimate power mentioned in martial arts."

"My injuries are no longer serious. With the strength of you, me and Saga, we can still fight!" Abrodi pondered for a moment.

"Impossible~" Dismusk shook his head and denied, "The sixth sense and the seventh sense are essentially different. They cannot be supplemented by a little amount. We need more power to help!"

Speaking of this, Abrodi was silent. There were only a few people in the Japanese branch of the Holy Land. Even if the Three Artifacts Family was added... Abro looked at Kagura Chizuru who was in deep thought next to him. He shook his head in his heart. Compared to Goniz, the Three Artifacts Family was too weak, and this was the case with the Kagura family before.

Just as the two were silent and thinking hard.

"Maybe, I have a way!" A voice suddenly remembered.
Chapter completed!