Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

There should be nothing, if anything. . . . . . .

Then ignore Inada Hime's life, Sha Luo's life safety comes first.

Making a decision that violated her own principles, Saori Asakura did not hesitate, and took Sharo Honma's little hand to the side of the stream.

The two took a leaf from a tree by the stream, folded it in half and put it near their mouths, then scooped out a handful of stream water and poured it on the leaf.

The stream dripped down the sharp corners of the leaves and fell into the mouths of the two.

It's as sweet as sugar.

Their figures gradually faded in this world, and slowly solidified in the spiritual world.

In the blink of an eye, the world has changed.

The endless and vast shoals were imprinted in the eyes of the two, and a layer of shallow water that only covered the ankles of the two covered the whole world.

The sky is blue, the sea and the sky are the same color, reflecting the empty world.

Small fish wandered wantonly in the shallow water, and the tall lacquered red shrine torii stood in the middle of the shoal.

Apart from these, there is nothing between heaven and earth.

A small figure is sitting on the torii tree, combing double ponytails, wearing bright red leather shoes and blue and white striped cotton socks.

Two short legs like crispy lotus root, swinging back and forth non-stop, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was the Inada Himomi that Saori and Sara were looking for.

She didn't notice Saori Asakura and Sharo Honma who broke into this world, they closed their eyes leisurely and hummed softly.

"Pass it, pass it"

"Where is the path to where is this path going?"

"This is the narrow path leading to the place of the gods."

"If you have nothing to do, don't pass."

"For this child, celebrate the tenth birthday."

"Supplied the fortune talisman and went to pay homage."

"It's easy when you go forward, but it's awkward when you go back."

"I'm worried about whether I can reach it."

The long and clear voice keeps echoing in this world, just like the voice heard by the gods.

"Passing road song?" Honma Sharo immediately recognized which song it was --- when she was young, her mother liked to sing her before going to bed, and it was also the song she had the deepest impression on her mother. place.

"Song of passage?" Saori Asakura repeated.

In her memory, the meaning of this song is actually not very good.

and. . .

She looked around this [spirit world], but saw nothing except the tall torii of the shrine.

Heretics, and temples dedicated to evil gods do not exist.

Hearing a different voice suddenly appearing in the world, Himae Inada trembled in fright and almost fell off the torii gate.

She stabilized her figure, turned her head, and saw Saori Asakura and Sharo Honma standing beside her.

"Why did you show up in my secret base?" She couldn't help but blurted out.

"Secret base?" Saori Asakura was a little confused, why is it a secret base?Sure enough, she is related to the cultists? Is this also the secret base of the cultists?

Before thinking too much, she immediately aroused the [Transcendence] natural mana all over her body, and began to communicate with the ubiquitous natural elves.

Watching all around vigilantly.

Honma Sara grabbed the corner of her clothes, shook her head at her, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Saori, the secret base that Ji Mingqin mentioned is definitely not what you think."

Gradually calming down from the panic, Hime Inada froze for a few seconds, then immediately got up and stood up.Clenching his fists at his waist, he said proudly, "But it doesn't matter. Since you are my friends, I will specially allow you to come to my secret base!"

Standing on the torii tree, she is majestic and majestic: "Looking at the world, it belongs to me alone --- a place that even my bald father doesn't know. Now I share the world with you. Who...who let...we are...friends."

"Is she really 12 years old? One year older than me?" Saori Asakura asked, turning her head to Sharo in a daze.

Honma Sharo didn't answer, but curled his lips.

This is the character that a 12-year-old should have, and you really don't look like an 11-year-old girl.

Hey, thinking about it this way, don't I look even less like an 8-year-old girl?

Slightly envious of the environment that can raise a character like Hime Ming Inada, Sara Honma looked at her even worse.

How much her parents doted on her to make her so innocent at the age of 12.

I was thinking about these.

Suddenly, Sharo Honma felt his feet shaking, and waves appeared on the silent water.

Groups of ripples converge along the edge of the world towards the torii of the shrine in the center.

Boom~~~~~~~!