Great World of Magic Cube

In the main world, Japan, the house of the backyard of the shrine in the autumn of the city of Akino, the Ito Cheng who is practicing is a look at the first, and laughs, "The speed is not slow."

It turned out that just now, he suddenly received an inter-temporal connection from the sinking geese, told him that Yu Yu had already obtained, the task was basically completed, and asked him to go to the last received information.

Shantou thought about it and found that Ito Satoshi did not hesitate to do anything lately. Immediately, he entered the semi-position and jumped into the Rubik's Cube world, ordering the Rubik's Cube to transfer himself to the world where the Asian nights were.

"It’s awkward." With the familiar sound of broken glassware, Ito’s figure appeared in a world of riding a thousand.

Then, the spirit of Ito Sei, who absorbed the power of the world, was quickly displayed, and the super-dimensional space quickly contacted the Feilei magical imprint of the person who stayed in Shenluoyan and others, and the technique of flying the thunder **** disappeared from the place.

"Isn't the murderer found?" At the same time, in the health care room of Nanyang College, the sorrowful geese looked slightly in front of Jia Wei.

"Not yet." Jia Zhang raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the lower nose to say.

"Add people, be sure to find out the murderer." Shen Yanyan eyes flashed in the cold, cold voice.

"Yes." Jia Wei was leading the way.

"What's the matter, let our geese go so far." At this moment, with a voice full of ridiculous male voices, Ito Cheng's figure suddenly appeared in the health care room, and put one hand in the sink On the shoulders of the falling geese.

"Who is." I don't know who Jia Ting became the person's low-handedness.

"Your Majesty!" Unlike Jia Wei, the sinking geese who are very familiar with this voice are happy. I quickly turned to look at the side of Ito Cheng and said, "When did you arrive?"

"Just just now." Ito Cheng smiled.

“Is this?” Ito Cheng looked at the opposite side of the road, and a consultant from Jiayu, a school uniform in Luoyang University.

"Your Majesty. This is Jia Yuwen and." The sinking geese who stood up from the seat introduced it to Ito, and then turned to look at Jia Wei and said, "Wenhe, this is the monarch of me and my night, Chen Xicheng. ”

The sinking geese, who are not used to calling the name of Ito, still use the name of Ito Satoshi in the world of Datang.

"Jia Yuwen and I have seen you." It was very clear that Jia Yu, who knew the current affairs, did not hesitate, and immediately shouted on his knees and bowed his head.

"Get up." Ito became a one-armed wave and said softly.

immediately. Jia Yiwen and I felt that an irresistible Weili came to me in vain and floated her from the ground. Only this time, it was completely shocked that although the strength of the fighters was not high, but Jia Shu, who was not low in his knowledge, filled her heart with the awe of the strange monarch of Ito.

"Right, what are you talking about?" asked Asit Cheng, who was sitting in the position where he was sitting before the sinking geese, and reached out and put the fallen geese into his arms.

"Isn't this just completed the reunification war? I haven't rested for a few days. There is another fighter attack in the following, and I can't find the murderer. So I asked Jia Wei to send some people to search around and see if it is possible to catch it. The murderer." Sitting on the lap of Ito’s lap, and stretching his arms around the neck of Ito’s neck, sighing.

Aside. Jia Wei, who took all of this to his eyes, raised his hand and pushed his glasses to cover the flash of light that had disappeared.

“Warrior attack?” Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows. “Have you investigated in Kansai?”

“Kanxi?” Shen Lanyan and Jia Wei heard each other and repeated.

"On Kansai." Ito Cheng affirmed. Because in the original work, and after the Red Cliff War, it was represented by Kansai. Inherited the attack of the fighters of the famous Japanese samurai souls.

"Don't you guard against Kansai?" Ito became frowning.

The reason why this question was asked was because of the information he gave when Shen Lanyan and others came. I have mentioned the relationship in particular, but because he is also not familiar with the relationship, so he only has to pay special attention to it, so there is no more information given.

"I was negligent. I have been thinking about the problem of hegemony and the three schools' hegemony. I have forgotten the investigation and defense of the Kansai side. Please also blame it." Shen Lanyan first smiled and then bowed his head and asked for sin.

"Forget it, this thing does not blame you, after all, you have a lot of things, but remember to pay attention next time." Ito Cheng raised his hand and patted a smile on the **** of Shen Luoyan.

"That's a thank you." Feeling the warmth of the hips, the sinking geese immediately flirted with it, and it was said to be greasy.

"Go, call them the real night and the Asian night." Ito Cheng once again patted the **** of Shen Yanyan.

"Okay." Shen Danyan nodded and set off from the heart of Ito's arms. He lowered his head and simply sorted out the clothes. He then walked around the desk and walked toward the health care room.

However, just as she was about to leave the health room, she stopped in vain and turned to Jacques to order "Wenhe, let people collect information about Kansai."

"Yes." Jia Wei took the lead, then turned to Ito to become a gift, and said "I will leave before the next", and then I followed the sinking geese from the health room.

Then, not long after, with a rush of footsteps, the figure of Asia Night rushed into the health care room and rushed toward Ito.

"A Cheng." Vigorously plunged into Ito’s arms and shouted his head to the Asian night on his chest.

"Well." Ito Shun took advantage of the body of Ya Ya, and gently rubbed her hands on her back, and sighed softly.

Then, the real night, the round, the Jiuhe Museum, the Nanjo Jisha Luo and the Tan Beach Qian Ying and Shen Luo Yan also entered the health care room.

Iito sees this smile, gently releases the Asian night in his arms, and stands up from his seat while he gets up spontaneously. He walks around the desk and walks to the front of the night. He stretches out his arms and puts them in. In the arms.

Of course, for the smallest shadow of the beach, Ito Cheng changed her hug into a head, gently rubbed her head, and took out a freshly baked cake from the Rubik's Cube world and handed it to Xiao Qianying.

"It’s hard for you." Ito Cheng stepped back and watched everyone say softly.

"En (three sounds), not hard at all, as long as you can help Acheng you." Asia night shook his head slightly, a soft smile and a soft voice said.

"Your knees are polite." Shen Danyan smiled.

"What is hard and hard, this time is very interesting. It is much more interesting than playing virtual reality games in peacetime." Nanjo Kisararo's face was reddish, his head turned and changed, and he was embarrassed to say something.

As for the virtual reality game that she said in her mouth, it is a popular game in the Rubik's Cube world. There is a special fighting field where people can play free battles. It is part of the daily training and entertainment life of the Rubik's Cube world.

Although the Kumi Hall did not speak, it was also a nod and agreed.

"Give you, what you want." The real night wrist, take out the bronze mirror named Yuhua, which is actually a gossip mirror and throw it to Ito.

"The Rubik's Cube, how many rights do I have in the world now?" asked Ito Cheng, who had taken over the gossip mirror.

[65 percent. ]

Ito Cheng nodded secretly, and the idea was to close the eight-foot mirror.

"That's good, everyone is insisting for a few days, a few days later, we can go home." Ito Cheng smiled.

Afterwards, several people chatted a few words in the health-care room, and then they left the school and returned to the house where Shen Dan was purchased in the world.

However, with the appearance of Ito, and the special treatment of the night, the night, the sinking geese and other people like the stars, the Nanyang students witnessed a speculation about the identity of Ito’s identity in Nanyang universities. The spread of the spread.

Then on the second day, Ito Cheng officially appeared as a monarch in the eyes of the majority of Nanyang fighters and those who were recruited by the sinking geese, such as Lu Bufengxian, Huaxiong, Zhang Xiu, Tian Hao and other fighters.

Naturally, for the stranger of Ito, the stranger has occupied the position of the monarch, and the people who are loyal to them are very dissatisfied with a large number of people, but in the case of Ito, they put their own momentum out and put everyone from the spirit to the body. After all the suppression, these dissatisfaction immediately became honest. Coupled with the assistance of seven groups of people such as Shen Yan, Real Night, and Asian Night, Ito Cheng finally succeeded in replacing the real night and became the new monarch of these fighters.

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On the evening of the same day, when Ito was enjoying the costumes of the Asian Night, a rush of ringing of the phone suddenly rang.

The sinking geese took out the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Not good, some people broke into the school, all the fighters were defeated, please come over soon." On the phone, Jia Wei’s voice came out.

"I know, we will pass right away." Shen Yan said, even if he cut off the contact, he turned to look at Ito.

"I want to come to the Kansai group of people, just to take this opportunity to surrender them, and then we will go home." Ito Cheng, who is sitting right, said softly.

Since there was a decision, Ito Satoshi did not hesitate, and immediately released the Shenyan, Yaye and Yuanyuan three people who were mentally wrapped around the body, and the instant movement disappeared from the room.

The next second, I saw a emptiness in the void, and Ito Satoshi appeared in the sky above Nanyang University.

"Where." Ito became a soft-handed man with a simple mentality, and then his body flashed again, and appeared in the sky above the attacker with Shen Lanyan, Ya Ye, and the round three.

The attacker was burly and looked like a man of about nine meters. He was wearing a black shackle outside his body and his headband was steep. He was dressed as a Japanese-style slut. He held a large rifle in his hand and gave off a chilly chill.

Around the attackers, a dozen of Nanyang fighters with nervous looks were squatting with them, and Jia Wei, who was a strategist, stood by the mobile phone and wondered what to do.