In Tomogi City, wreckage is everywhere and houses are damaged. This is the worst disaster since the US emperors projected two atomic bombs. Under this wreckage city, among the thousands of citizens who are heading for death, a great mother stood on a high table, raised her child high, shoulder to shoulder with the roof, in order to avoid the black mud and blue-white fireworks.

Ideals are beautiful, reality is cruel, the flames still swallowed the mother and spread the fireworks to the roof, but the girl on the roof was safe and sound. She held her mother's hand in her little hand. Even though there was no temperature there, she still didn't want to let go, letting the flames spread all over her body without any harm.

"In the name of my mother Chan Chengkui, I must let the murderer get the punishment I deserve, especially this one who sets fire!"

The little girl made a vicious oath, she did not use the name of the Tosaka family because she knew that her mother loved another man and her father was not Tosaka Toshiko, otherwise her sister Sakura would not have been sent to the Maki family.

Crystal tears sprinkled into the cold flames, witnessing this sad oath.

The moonlight fades out and the morning sun is just beginning to dew.

A man who encountered a sad story dragged his tired body step by step from the ruins. When he was tired, he walked unconsciously, allowing his steps to step out of the direction where his heart belonged.

A wheat field, surging like waves under the autumn morning breeze, is a two-story villa that once was the stronghold of the island of the sacred land, but since Abrody was promoted to CEO of the Holy Sea, he has moved the strategic center to Kyoto.

Tata's footsteps stepped on the swaying wheat fields, leaving bright red footprints under the golden eagle. At this time, the holy clothes had already taken off, and the broken clothes set off the man's embarrassment.

With a "bang", the door opened, and the light of the morning sun shone out three figures.

"Hell Band!????Chris, Shermei, Qiya Society!" Question marks appeared in Chaos' mind. Dismusk ignored the three of them and did not care about how they found it. Besides, the Eight Masters of Heaven, where can't be found? The man just walked slowly into the second floor bedroom. He just wanted to sleep for a while now.

"Oh~ I was ignored by the romantic man~" he slapped his pink lips and gently blew the wine-red long hair to cover his eyes. The woman said lazily with her arms held her back.

The burly man next to him frowned and said in a deep voice, "You are not saying "Blood Resonance" to guide us here. I can help him get rid of his current appearance with one hand."

"Society, I heard that the King of Fighters competition was changed to a game. There happened to be a computer here. Let's play with me for a few games!" Chris, who was eating lollipops on the side, suddenly said.

After hearing this, Qijia Society turned around and looked at Chris with innocent eyes under his brown and red hair. The burly man curled his lips and snorted lightly, glanced at Shermei without any traces in his eyes, and said calmly, "Okay, I want to play King of Fighters 97 and beat the golden rat in the Holy Land."

Looking at the two of them leaving, Shermei pursed her lips, reached out and gently stroked the curtain of her head. A pair of deep eyes flashed in her broken hair. She didn't know what Qijia Society thought, but she finally turned into a gentle sigh. Although fate deviated, her destination remained the same. Fortunately, she made her own decision.

Shermei sorted out her clothes, turned around and took elegant steps, as lazy and silent as a Persian cat, jumped up the stairs lightly and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor. She reached out and clenched her fists to knock on the door. After hesitating for a moment, she opened her five fingers and pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he stepped forward, the woman was stunned. There was no one in the spring bed under the sandalwood. She looked around and found a sleeping man under the corner of the wall next to the door.

The off-white plaid shirt was scratched everywhere, and the sky blue jeans were all turned into beggar pants, and there was a little blood on the clothes. You could see the frozen blood from the wound from the thorn.

Shermei couldn't help but reach out and gently touched the shocking wound. Who could hurt him so heavily? Even in the 97-Seal Battle, he had never been so embarrassed. Could it be that there was a more powerful character in the Lost Island? She wondered if Dongmu's war could burn into the holy realm, but she didn't need to understand it.

The woman squatted down, touched the man's fluffy hair, stared at the man's pale cheeks, and looked at the closed eyes. Suddenly, she leaned forward, and her pink lips were slowly imprinted on the man's cracked lips, like a dragonfly, which was about to part, but with a slight flash.

The woman smiled, like a cat who was stealing fishy food, enjoying the joy of heartbeat at that moment, then gently untied her belt and gently buried the man's head in her chest...

The clear sky suddenly rolled in the clouds, and white clouds covered the morning sun and covered the light, like darkness as black clouds over the city. The deserted islands are always in trouble.

Qijia Society, which was playing games, suddenly stopped. Looking at the changes outside, three words were gently squeezed out from the gap between their teeth, "The wind is blowing..."

"I know, but you don't need to crush the keyboard!" Chris said dissatisfiedly.

Qijia Society smiled, with a uglier smile than crying, and he murmured, "No, their family has keyboards and computers."

There is lightning in the villa, and there is lightning and thunder outside the villa.

The clouds rolled, and lightning could be seen faintly. In an instant, a large electric arc at the entrance of the cylinder suddenly poured down from the cracks in the clouds. With a slash, it shone into the world and thundered towards the second floor of the villa.

The game duo is unmoved and is in intense operation.

Such a strange weather lasted not too long or too short. Just as the Qiya Society manipulated itself in the game to rub the Dismusk, whom Chris chose, hard, the sky finally returned to clear. However, the sun seemed to have reached the center, as if it was noon.

The roof of the villa, the roof full of holes collapsed.

Dismusk seemed to have a dream. In the dream, he was lying in another hot spring. At first, the spring water was a little cold and cold, and then gradually became a little warm. The soft sunlight and the gentle spring water healed every damaged bath on his body. This feeling was wonderful, until a lightning bolt hit the sky...

The sun was radiating hot light at noon. Dismusk hugged the love man lying on his chest, looking at the sky without a roof. He didn't know what he was thinking, and there were a hint of naughty electric arcs on his body's skin from time to time.

At this moment, during the 97th century war, Shermei's gift... the flowing blood of the great god was completely activated, and she also got the spirit of the king of heaven with wild thunder and lightning. The man was in a complicated mood and was resurrected in a short time. But Alice had just left and she went to bed with others. Although she woke up, she realized that she had met a female hooligan. But by experiencing the power of Peng Bai, perhaps the power to subvert the world was the answer.

"Is it worth it?" the man asked in a low voice.

Sher Meinan said in a stern voice, "Wandering in the long river of history, maybe one day, you will feel bored."
Chapter completed!