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Wanhua summer night does not understand ... or temporarily do not want to understand.

Now she has something to do, but she doesn't have time to think about something subtle.

After returning to the moment, she turned and took out her mobile phone, dialing and walking to the window.

Qing Shi looked at her back.

In this case, the situation will not develop into the last time.

Before the words in the mind passed, the poems of the gods died, and Zong Fangying fell into a crazy scene...

Now, Wanhua Summer Night will instruct Zong Fangying to pay attention to the body of the Snow Lady who is intercepted, and will also find out the current actions of the Shenle poetry, and then finally confirm that his "guess" is correct!

Opposite the Yin and Yang division, this sinister and vicious strategy was really brought out... Once it was successful, it would be the same as sacrificing the way to destroy the defender's battle... and it would affect the ordinary teachers and students of an entire school. To achieve this level, it is a bad evaluation.

Qingsi gave birth to anger at the guy who had never met.

He is not clear about the field of the Yin and Yang division, but from the reaction of the summer night, this kind of thing should be a rare evil in the "side".

In other words, if the harm to all the teachers and students of such a big school is considered to be "normal" in the "side", then the existence of the Yinyang Master cannot be concealed, and Sakuraji will not be the present. Look like! Qingsi thinks so.

In short, it is not "normal" for the guy on the opposite side to do this.

What is the goods, and why, to do this?

Qingsi does not know, and does not want to know, do not need to know.

He is a student at Yuanhua Middle School and his friends are here.

When the **** made such a bad plot, it was already destined to be his enemy.

What's more, he witnessed the miserable picture caused by the successful conclusion of this conspiracy.

Kagura poetry, when it dies, the cold touch of its body and hands, and the pure white words...

Zong Fangying, who was bent on fighting for the summer night, fell into such an ugly and crazy look...

If he does not have the ability to read files, and then go on, I am afraid that I have to kill the British and personally, and then with the teachers and students of the school, together with the tragic fate of the terrible fate.

What caused it all is the yin and yang master who still doesn't know his identity!

For himself and his friends, he... Chuntian Qingsi, you must kill the bastard! !

No, it should be said that we must help Wanhua Summer Night and kill the guy.

Very good, the goal is ok.

In the eyes of Qingsi, there was a shimmering glow.

Somewhere outside the school.

Zong Fangying received a call from Missy.

Before the operation of the communication is prevented, the mobile phone can still be used. Although there is a more reliable contact method than the mobile phone, in order to save the psionic power, it will not be used in special times... for example, during combat.

She talked to the summer night, listened to the latter's words, and when she thought about it, she felt the chill.

If the situation is really like that, then this conspiracy is really poisonous!

Ying Xiaoguang is imagining, if this conspiracy is in the middle, what kind of end will happen to him, the battle... How will the teachers and students of the whole school suffer, and the Missy will also...

I can't help but shudder.

terrible.

Fortunately, Missy thought of this in time and reminded her.

Otherwise, she is likely to step into the trap of terror... if this conspiracy really exists.

Although it has not yet been determined, Ying Ying faintly feels that Missy’s "guess" is correct!

Her instincts are so thought.

Be careful when you intercept the snow goddess!

The red-haired girl who was full of war was calm because of this phone call.

"Snow Girl... The Vortex of the Disaster..."

Student Union Room.

After Wanhua Xia night talked with Zong Fangying, he sent someone to check the movement of the music.

After making arrangements, she took the phone and turned to face the teenager again.

Seeing the other person's face, the summer night felt a wave of heart, but immediately, she forcibly ignored the past.

"I have done it all right." She smiled at each other and said.

Qingsi nodded and smiled.

"That's good... you have to trace the hymns, please let me know whatever the outcome."

"Yes, you want to know."

"Well... then I am gone."

The matter here has been done, and Qing Shi turned and left.

After seeing the teenager out of the student union room, he blinked his eyes in the summer night and slowly stroked his chest.

"Springfield Jun..."

......

at night.

As it was last time, it was raining.

As the last time, Qingshi went to the park with an umbrella.

He looked at the dark night sky and worried.

"Should... no more."

Before the school, I called in the summer night and told him to trace the results.

Unsurprisingly, there is no sacred poem everywhere, and this is a third-grade girl who is on leave.

Oh, to be correct, it’s not an accident.

For the summer night, this result is to improve the possibility that the "guess" of Qingsi is true, but it has not been completely determined.

However, until now, it should be ok... if Zong Fangying is doing enough.

Qingsi can only believe the red-haired girl.

He stood by the swing and waited silently.

The rain has been going down.

Then, finally...

Peng! !

Same as last time... No, this time, the voice is a little smaller!

The silver-gray figure descending from the sky, stepping on the cracked ground.

It’s half squatting.

Did not fall completely.

and……

No mask!

"Shen Le Shi!"

Clearly saw the moment of the other's face, Qingsi shouted out.

There is no last white mask on the girl's face, and the beautiful face is clearly presented!

what does this mean?

It means that Zong Fangying smashed her mask!

Yingying was told by the summer night, and the mask of the Shenle poetry was destroyed. The identity of the latter was completely confirmed, and it would never be heavy!

Then, the hymns are now...

I heard shouts, because the battle was traumatized, and some of the fascinated girls turned their heads.

I saw the tall boy looking at this side.

On his handsome face, there was no shock or sorrow that she thought would be, even a panic, or a fearful look.

But some complicated, worried, gratified...

why?

I am puzzled by the sacred poetry.

But then, her doubts were washed away.

Because the teenager quickly ran to her side, dropped the umbrella and squatted down, and hugged her!

Being embraced.

This is a long time that has not been seen for the poetry of the gods. It is only something that is only in the fuzzy childhood memories.

The touch in the vague memory suddenly became clear.

Solid, warm, close to...

"Great……"

A soft voice sounded in the ear.

The sound of the rain fell as if it was gradually disappearing, and the whole world became quiet, leaving only this gentle voice.

"You came……"

The words of gratification and satisfaction are the satisfaction of her coming here, standing here, and being here.

Great.

You are here.

The memory of a long time overlaps with this moment.

Kagura feels that the body is warm, and the soul is wrapped in warm things.

Her eyes, involuntarily, slowly shed tears.

Within the body, among the souls, the cold, lonely, black and white, some kind of existence that was sealed, came out again.

With tears together.

The sound that has been dusty for a long time sounds from the deepest.

I am here.

I was found by you... so happy...

brother……