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No, now is not the time to think about it.

She was about to rush out, and this distance was long enough for her to hug Meteora back before Meteora was blown out of the window.

Her footsteps paused, and just as she was about to rush out, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in front of her eyes, and a man was already one step ahead of her.

"Hey... I didn't expect him to care about others."

Weston quickly flew over, and when Meteora was about to hit the wall, he hugged her buttocks with one hand, set up a repulsive barrier to block the rear, shattered the rear glass windows, and landed firmly.

"Are you all right?" asked Weston, and put her down gently.

Meteora hummed: "Thank you."

I don't know if this guy's salty trick just now was intentional, but it's really possible given his character.

But this time is not the time to care about these things.

She stared at Jasmine Xiang opposite, she did not expect the sudden attack.

However, what she said just now had obviously shaken the other party, which led to the other party becoming angry and attacking.

"The purer you are, the more you should understand the ambition of the princess in military uniform. Are you really being deceived, or are you unwilling to believe it. Now after your attack, you should already have the answer. Look around you People, that is, the unforgivable gods in your eyes, their expressions at this moment. Is this the god you and the princess in military uniform want to take revenge on?" Meteora said calmly.

Mo Meixiang stared blankly at the surroundings. The children who loved her just now were already lying in the arms of their mother. Occasionally, those who showed their heads boldly looked at her with fearful eyes.

The grown-ups all looked terrified as if they were looking at a monster.

"No..." Mo Meixiang wanted to explain something, but the huge destructive power brought about by her magic attack could not be explained at all.

"Obviously in my world, it shouldn't be like this." She murmured to herself as if she had been petrified.

"But this is the reality you brought. There is no fairy tale in this world that can kill people and turn into a cartoon shape." Meteora was still planning to persuade her, and glanced at Weston next to him.

"There is no need to persuade this magical girl who only lives in a black and white world." Weston shook his head.

Nor did he want to persuade at all.

By the way, why does Meteora always want to pull people from the opposing camp to its side, and let Altair recruit everyone to start the era of the Great Crash?

"I agree, we are too naive to treat her like a child." Seleja held the sword of rebellion tightly and aimed at Mo Meixiang.

"No, no...he is the one who is evil." Mo Meixiang pointed at Weston.

Meteora: "..."

Perhaps pure things can always notice a person's nature.

Just like a kind of intuition that children are born with, they can always clearly distinguish who is good to them, and they will be close to them.Whoever hates them, they resist their existence.

In fact, Mo Meixiang is not wrong in a sense, at least in her world, a character like Weston representing black is an absolute evil existence.

"It's pointless to continue negotiating. She will seek the answer on her own, and our purpose of coming here has been achieved, so it's time to leave." Meteora glanced at Mo Meixiang and turned around directly.

The underlying meaning of her words gave Weston the feeling that "the effect of mouth escape has been successfully activated, and we are waiting for the magical girl to explode herself."

Invisibly, with short words, a corner of the opponent's camp is divided and disrupted. This kind of mood is also very pleasant.

"You guys go back first, I still have some things of my own." Weston watched Selesia take her creator and follow Meteora away, and did not choose to keep up.

Meteora, who flew out of the broken window, paused for a moment, stopped and turned to look at Weston with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I don't need to report everything to you, right?" Weston felt uncomfortable with her scrutiny. The reason why he came out today was because he saw something he shouldn't have seen in the morning.

Although it can be adjusted with magic power, it has been holding back for two months, and I unconsciously drew a map on the bed last night.

He had to find a place to release the same.

Moreover, there are more and more faction characters that Meteora is forcibly linked to.

This is not what he wants to see. This great sage seems to be getting more and more majestic, which makes him feel like he saw the shadow of his former teacher.

"It's really not necessary, but please respect yourself and don't go to nightclubs or other messy places." Meteora said.

"Huh? They really became intimate after sleeping together." Selesia next to her said strangely.

"If you say that, I will be sentenced. I suffer all kinds of suffering every day and I still can't vent it." Weston extremely dislikes gossip-loving gossips.

"It's even worse if you don't do anything." Seleja contemptuously.

"I hope you can listen to it." Meteora ignored the two of them, said something to himself and flew away.

How superficial it is to speculate about things that are impossible to discover.

Even if she got into the other party's quilt, does this guy dare to disrespect him?She is a teacher.

"...Understood." After a moment of silence, Weiston looked at the back of the other party with a guilty conscience.

Obviously I am the master, why do I have the mentality of being controlled by the raised salted fish sage?

Do you still want to go?

Chapter 90 Maitreya Temple You Ye

Of course go!

Ten minutes later, Weston left the shopping mall and came to a less populated place in Tokyo.

In front of a remote street corner, an unexpected character stepped out of the shadows and stopped in front of him.