Seeing "Teacher Fisher" in cassock in front of her smiling and extending her hand to her, Jasmine's eyes started to wander a little bit as if she was intoxicated by the mellow red wine.

It turns out that what Teacher Fisher likes most is herself?

She pursed her lips, but the blush on her reddish cheeks became thicker and thicker. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey Hey

But smiling, Jasmine seemed to be more awake. She shook her head and said quickly,

"But Rafael is still waiting for Mr. Fisher to wait for you. If this is the case, Rafael..."

"Teacher Fisher" had a little bit of Buddhist fragrance floating around her body. At the same time, she stretched out her hand to Jasmine and said to her,

"But, you have been waiting for me for so long, don't you feel unwilling to do so? Before I decided to die, I asked my best friend to take care of the human beings who might give birth to my existence, but now I can't even stay by your side for a long time."

His heartbroken look made Jasmine feel puzzled, because she had never heard of anything Teacher Fisher said at this moment, but somehow, her heart seemed to be pulled by the words of "Fisher", as if she said

Just like the thoughts that have been accumulated in the depths of my soul for many years.

"Don't you want me to be yours alone? Why don't you let the angels of Helaire and Raphael go to hell?"

"I, I am not, I don't have"

She murmured and stepped back, but the further she stepped back, the space under the table behind her became increasingly cramped. An unknown palm suddenly pressed her shoulder, causing Jasmine's pupils to shrink slightly and her head to move.

The long blue hair on her head had completely turned black at this moment, and the blue in her pupils was completely wiped out, turning into a deep and painful brown-black.

As the sutra was being twisted, a long-repressed roar emerged from Jasmine's throat with difficulty and pain.

"You false shadow, how long will you continue to pester me?!"

She was slightly stunned, not knowing why she said such words, but in her eyes, her hands had been raised uncontrollably, as if they were actions engraved in genetic instinct, and the black lines of Buddhist scriptures were in her eyes.

Under the control of his soul, it instantly turned into an extremely fine magic emblem, and then the emblem glowed with a strange scarlet color.

"Buzz!"

Outside the tent at this moment, Scrophulariaceae, who was sitting quietly in the tent, suddenly opened her eyes. In just a moment, her medium suddenly enveloped the entire space within a few miles.

And sure enough, at the next moment, extremely rich echoes of the world bloomed from Jasmine's tent. Immediately afterwards, a mysterious magic comparable to the level of mythology burst out in an instant, like a cross in the night sky.

The ground bloomed.

Due to the wrapping of Scrophulariaceae medium, the entire urban area of ​​Saint-Nali was still silent. Only a few people who were still awake suddenly saw the white light that seemed to penetrate the sky.

Within the medium, Rafael, who was still sleeping, instinctively felt the danger. She opened her eyes instantly, but the white light in front of her eyes had already been swallowed up. Before she could think about it, a streak of dragon blood turned into her hand.

The spear stretched out to wrap itself up.

"Buzz buzz!"

This is

magic?!

Rafael has a foundation in magic. When the powerful magic power enveloped her, she recognized the basic source of this huge power, but she had never seen him release more than mythical power next to Fisher.

The magic of the level, or in other words, the magic above the myth level is not designed for human beings, but is solely the patent of someone.

"Well!"

Rafael gritted his teeth and tried to hold on, but he was still no match for the extremely powerful magical energy. After flying out of the tent first, he could no longer hold on and was lifted up into the sky.

But before she could make any move, the figure of Scrophulariaceae suddenly appeared behind her. She easily reached out to catch Rafael's body, and returned to the ground at lightning speed.

Above the sky, her medium automatically operated, pulling everyone around who had no time to dodge back, leaving her and Rafael alone in front of the huge white cross that bloomed.

Rafael's long red hair was blown wildly by the terrifying aftermath caused by the suppression of the Scrophulariaceae medium. She raised her dragon claws to cover her eyes and asked with difficulty,

"Aunt Scrophulariaceae, what on earth is this?"

Scrophulariaceae did not answer, but solemnly manipulated the medium to suppress the huge white cross back to its original position little by little. But the more she did this, the stronger the resistance she felt became stronger.

"Boom!"

"Stop!! Stop it! God of Destruction, stop it!!"

At this moment, an anxious shout sounded from behind. Scrophulariaceae remained motionless. Rafael looked back and saw Ashley, the Minister of Destiny, wrapped in golden silk threads, flying towards this side anxiously and excitedly.

"I know this magic is Asuka's magic! This is her own apostle magic. She's back, she's back here, right? Stop, God of Destruction!"

"Asuka?"

Rafael turned his head in confusion, but Scrophulariaceae sighed, and his expression became even colder.

However, Scrophulariaceae suddenly raised her hand, and the medium around Ashley suppressed her like a mountain, preventing her from getting closer. At the same time, Scrophulariaceae kept raising its hand.

With a backhand shake of the other hand, the medium suddenly penetrated the apostle's magic blooming in front of him.

"Boom!"

The white cross shattered like glass, and soon the jasmine wrapped in the white cross was revealed.

Rafael's sharp eyes quickly saw Jasmine's figure clearly. Looking at the black-haired whaleman entangled in Buddhist scriptures in the cross, Rafael's expression became astonished.

"Jasmine? How could that happen?"

Scrophulariaceae remained silent, looking at Jasmine struggling with her eyes closed in the white cross and covered in Buddhist scriptures, her eyes flashed involuntarily, wondering if she was recalling the past.

She suddenly remembered the time when she first met this child. At that time, she was still young and energetic, and she was struggling to survive in this world like a fledgling that had just left the nest.

That was when she had just left her so-called teacher. No matter how much Asuka exaggerated her strength, she was still living a reluctant and difficult life under the pursuit of the mythical species. Gelsemium and Mikhail were secretly helping her.

of her.

Of course, since Gelsemium had already taken action to help this junior, Scrophulariaceae couldn't get around it.

At that time, Scrophulariaceae, who had witnessed the chaos of the Utopia from a distance, naturally agreed with the idea that all transferred people were a disaster. Perhaps for her and most other mythological species, the transferred people were silently harboring

Bombs are waiting to take revenge on the demons of the world.

But after getting along with each other, Scrophulariaceae discovered that the so-called transferred people might have the same soul as them.

Asuka stayed with the Scrophulariaceae and Gelsemium for a long time. Even after Asuka had to leave to find the whereabouts of other transferred people, trying to "complete" them so that they would not become a disaster, Gelsemium Scrophulariae still kept in contact with Asuka frequently.

After Asuka was hurt by two "mothers" one after another, she also became wary and did not dare to express any similar emotions to others; at that time, Scrophulariaceae was already at the mythical level, which also meant that from that time on

It was no longer possible for Shen Bian to have children of her own, but at that time Scrophulariaceae was still in a frivolous temperament, so of course she did not care about future generations.

She just felt that the transferred person was very pitiful, and felt that a kind-hearted child like her should not be treated like this, so she and Gelsemium took special care of her.

In Scrophulariaceae's eyes, the feeling of being tormented and disturbed by that kind of chaos could not be avoided. It was inevitable that she had lost her mind under the erosion of the scarlet mist and threw herself into her arms, crying and calling out her mother's name.

She has been suffering in that pollution for 10,000 years. Now she has finally left behind everything in the past, and finally has everything she dreamed of in the past. All of this has only been over a hundred years, so why is she now at this moment?

Want her to go back to that hell again?

This is the reason why Scrophulariaceae and Gelsemium are so dissatisfied with Jasmine's arrangement of returning to the spirit world. Fisher returned to the present day across thousands of years, but Gelsemium and Scrophulariae watched helplessly as the child headed for tragedy.

"Tsk"

Scrophulariaceae lightly clicked her tongue, and the strength of suppressing the powerful magic in her hand was amplified again. After Scrophulariaceae repaired and completed the law, she gained full strength and just moved lightly, and more and more cracks appeared on the surface of the magic.

The echoes of the world were also suppressed by the powerful medium of Scrophulariaceae, and were gradually reduced to a certain extent.

"Kakakaka!"

The next second, all the white crosses wrapped around Jasmine suddenly cracked open, revealing Jasmine whose body had gradually faded away from the Buddhist scriptures.

The medium of Scrophulariaceae was withdrawn, and the suppressed Ashley quickly raised her head and looked in the direction of the cross. She expected to see the president she had been waiting for for many years. When she saw the cross flying in the wind,

Her breathing was stagnant when her long black hair came out, but the whale's ears and long tail that came into her eyes immediately broke her hanging heart.

That's obviously not Asuka, but why?

Ashley's pupils shrank, Scrophulariaceae and Rafael quickly came to Jasmine, only to see her rubbing her eyes tiredly and sobbing,

"Mom, Rafael, Teacher Fisher, what happened to me just now? It feels so strange."

Rafael, who was about to step forward, was slightly startled when she heard this. She turned her head and glanced at the expressionless Scrophulariaceae, and said blankly,

"Fischer? Jasmine Fisher is not here."

"Not there?"

Jasmine rubbed her eyes, then murmured and shook her head, pointed to Rafael's side and said,

"But Teacher Fisher is obviously there. He also said that he would beat him to death if he saw him talking to other women. He also said that he likes me the most, hehe."

""

Rafael glanced at the nothing around him with a strange expression, reached out helplessly and pinched her baby-fat little face, and said,

"I see you are really sleepy, Jasmine."

However, Scrophulariaceae next to her seemed to have been used to this for a long time. She reached out and patted Jasmine on the head. Her words were still calm, and she even sounded a little pampering.

"Well, it's okay. You can just rest next to me with your teacher Fisher later."

"Well"

Jasmine nodded, threw herself into Scrophulariaceae's arms tiredly, and closed her eyes with satisfaction.

Rafael opened his mouth and frowned, and behind him, Ashley, who looked in disbelief, rushed forward to look at Jasmine, but Rafael stretched out his hand to stop her.
To be continued...