Two-dimensional Wanderer

The three hugged again, and Sharna said, "Master, what do you want us to do?"

"Yes, Master, please tell me." Mo Ling was also curious. In her mind, Yingluo was the most powerful person in the world. She really didn't know what she could help Yingluo.

Yingluo scratched her face and said a little embarrassedly: "Then I will say it."

"Well, master, just speak up!"

Under the expectant gaze of the two little girls, Yingluo rubbed her hands together and asked with a smile, "Then what... can you lend me some money?"

Mo Ling and Sharna were stunned when they heard it, and said in unison, "What?"

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So in three hours, Yingluo took the funds raised from his apprentices and boarded a plane to Japan.

The last thing that needs to be drawn is the Chenghu Group.If you calculate it carefully, the goddess Athena should be three or four years old now.This trip to Japan is really exciting!

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Chapter 66 Night visits to households in the city

The only connection between Yingluo and the Chenghu Group is the relationship between Aoi and Russia.

Ai Russ rescued the goddess Athena from Saga's hands, and was beaten down a cliff by Shura and was seriously injured. Just met the city household Guangzheng who came to Greece to travel. In desperation, he had to entrust Athena to this "mortal". Take care... If a guy who produces a hundred sons in two or three years is a mere mortal.

The Chengto Group is a world-class chaebol, and it has full voice in both business and political circles. Even the Japanese government has three points of courtesy.There is a small hill in the suburbs of Tokyo. The manor on the mountainside is the residence of the Chenghu Group's head, Chenghu Guangzheng. By the way, this hill is also owned by the Chenghu Group.

"It's really rich..." Yingluo muttered, turning over and jumping to the balcony on the second floor.Although there are many bodyguards patrolling with guns in this manor, it's okay to let them deal with ordinary gangsters. In the face of Superman at the peak of the seven senses, it is useless for them to patrol against surface-to-air missiles.

Pushing open the window, what you see is a pink room with a bright starry sky painted on the ceiling, cute dolls in the corners, a soft carpet on the floor, a big bed with a silk drapery, a purple-haired man. The little girl sleeps on it.

The little girl is not a princess, but more noble than a princess.She is one of the twelve main gods on Mount Olympus, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war!

Shiroto Guangzheng adopted her, declared her to be his granddaughter, and named her Shiori.Shiroto Guangzheng really didn't say anything to Saori. Not only did he take good care of her, but he even sent his [-] sons all over the world for her to participate in the training of Saint Seiyas. In the end, only ten sons returned after learning... ...the endings of other people are not explicitly stated in the comics, but no matter how you look at them, they are dead and can't die anymore.

For the sake of a picked up child, he would even be willing to send his own flesh and blood to die. What kind of spirit is this?Anyway, Yingluo felt quite nervous...

The only possibility is that Ai Rusuo told the identity of the baby to Shiroko Guangzheng. If it was for the gods, then all this would be well explained. In history, are there still few brain-damaged things that humans have done for the gods?

Yingluo stood by the bed, reached out and pinched Shazhi's small face, it was tender and soft, and I had to say it felt very good.The sleeping Saori frowned in pain, opened her eyes, and saw a person standing beside the bed. Of course, her first reaction was to open her mouth and scream.

In the middle of the night, the little girl was afraid that she might attract the wolf, so Yingluo quickly put a hand on Shazhi's forehead, and the latter fell asleep again with a "quack".

"Huh... it's okay..." Yingluo wiped the sweat from her forehead, and began to examine Saori's body out of curiosity, wanting to see how the reincarnation of gods is different from ordinary people.

With one hand touching her body, Shazhi naturally woke up again. Just as she opened her eyes, she was poked by Yingluo's finger on her forehead, and turned over again with a rattling sound.

"This unfortunate child, can't you just sleep honestly?" Yingluo muttered, but her subordinates didn't stop. Anyway, when Shazhi woke up, she pointed her finger to let her continue to sleep, and went back and forth several times, covering Shazhi all over her body. I touched it up and down, but I didn't find anything more. It is completely no different from ordinary humans in terms of physical composition. The only thing I found is that the child has slight bleeding gums, which may be angry...

Since there is no physical problem, it is good to check the spirit.Yingluo used the small universe to enter the spiritual world of Shazhi again to find out, but this time, Shazhi was tossed and broken, and his whole body was swaying.Waking up, being turned over by a finger, falling asleep, and being woken up by a nightmare... This kind of reciprocating cycle, it can't be more miserable.

In the end, Yingluo didn't find anything abnormal in Shazhi's spirit. It might be that she didn't know enough about the spiritual world, or it might be that Athena hid it too deeply. stopped.

She looked at Shazhi in "sleeping" and said with hindsight, "Speaking of which, she is an ordinary child now. I used the small universe to force her to sleep, will it damage her brain? If I grow a tumor and get cancer, wouldn't I have sinned too much?" Thinking of this, Yingluo shuddered, turned around and walked away, saying, "It's none of my business... I don't know anything..."

Jumping out of the window, Yingluo touched the other room.That's where today's destination was, and Saori was just watching it out of curiosity.

The room of Shiroto Guangzheng is not big, but the things are arranged in a very orderly manner. The main colors are black and white, which is a bit depressing.As soon as he entered the room, Yingluo felt the existence of the small universe from the other side.If Yingluo hadn't seen the various applications of the Nordic Protoss to the small universe, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to detect it.

This small universe does not belong to Shiroto Mitsuo, but someone injected it into his body.Judging from this ingenious technique, it must be that a god has not escaped.

But...who would it be?

Yingluo suddenly remembered an article he read on the Internet before. Some people think that Shiroto Kosei is the incarnation of Zeus, who will give birth to [-] sons in two or three years. God, it couldn't be easier.Especially Zeus, the god world stallion, this is simply a role tailored for him.

But now it seems that the author is only half right. The strong fertility of Shiroto may have Zeus's credit, but he is not the incarnation of Zeus. Zeus just injected the microcosm into his body and inspired his body. of potential.

The small universe on Shiroto Mitsurugi is not under his control, and it has been slowly dissipating. According to Yingluo's estimation, in about five or six years, this small universe will completely dissipate. of death.

If the small universe on Shiroto Mitsurugi is really Zeus, then he happened to appear in front of Ai Rusuo at that time. Could it be also the arrangement of Zeus?AiRussian can trust people who meet for the first time without reservation, and even entrust the goddess to each other. Is this really AiRussian's decision?

Regardless of whether Zeus shot or not, all of this is not so much to help Athena escape, but to ensure the continuation of the holy war.After all, for a war, both the aggressor and the defender are indispensable.

So what exactly is jihad?Game of the gods?Leisure entertainment?Or a workout for Athena?Or something else...?

Yingluo couldn't understand, she felt more and more that the 243-year jihad was strange.

There was a sound on the bed, and Shiroto Guangzheng woke up. He saw Yingluo standing by the window, but he didn't shout, because he knew that the person who could break through the guards outside and enter his room silently had already surpassed him. worldly boundaries.

He picked up a pair of glasses from the bedside table and put them on. After seeing the face of the person who came, he showed a hint of surprise. He said in a low and steady voice: "You are so young, and you are still a woman. I can ask you a question. The hunter or the protector?"

Yingluo waved her hand, and the golden Sagittarius golden robe appeared in the room. She smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I am neither of the two. I am just a courier. This is the golden robe of Aoirus, and it is temporarily put away. Protect the safety of that person here. The only thing I can say is that he is not dead, but he cannot show up for safety reasons. I will stay in Japan for a few years, and if I encounter something that cannot be solved, I can come and find it Me, for Ai Russ' sake, if it's not too much trouble, I can help."

After speaking, Yingluo was about to jump out while clinging to the window frame, and Shiroto Guangzheng hurriedly called out, "Wait a minute, how should I find you?"

Yingluo slapped his head and threw a ball of paper to Shiroto Kosei: "This is my number, call me if you have anything."

Shiroto Guangzheng unfolded the paper ball, and there were indeed several numbers on it, he said with a black line: "I didn't expect you fighters to use the phone, I thought they would give me a message or something like a familiar. "

Yingluo said angrily: "I usually don't watch some fantasy, no matter how fast the magic fly is, it can't be as fast as a communication satellite! By the way, remember to charge my phone bill, you capitalists are too dark, the phone bill is really expensive !"

Shiroto Guangzheng: "..."

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Chapter 67 The Underworld Fighter Appears

Yingluo originally wanted to return the golden cloak to Ai Rusuo, but he couldn't find anyone else, so he could only throw it to the Chenghu Group, which could be regarded as returning the plot to its original position.Saint Cloth is indeed very important in the world of Saint Seiya, but it can only be regarded as a percentage bonus equipment at best. If the wearer is very strong, then even wearing a bronze Saint Cloth will still be a blast, but if the wearer is an ordinary person , even if you gave him a golden holy garment, it would be of no use at all.

The strength of the small universe is the key, and the holy clothing is just an amplifier.

Yingluo really lived in Tokyo, just like an ordinary person.She either stayed at home and realized the eighth sense, or went to the street to find a martial arts gym to exercise her muscles and bones. After going back and forth, not only did she find a bunch of "masters" who swindled and deceived, but she also met a few with real talents and real learning. The guy...and then flipped them over.

Aikido, Judo, Karate, or Kendo and Spear Sumo, they were all picked out by Yingluo. Even many seniors who had lived in seclusion for many years came out one after another, representing their own school. Without suspense, he was hung up and beaten.

A girl at the age of a high school student defeated the entire martial arts with one person, what is this, this is big news!

I don't know when it started, every time Yingluo went out, she followed a bunch of reporters and cameramen with long guns and short guns.At the beginning, those challenged martial arts gyms were quite unhappy. After all, it is no different to show the video of their defeat on TV, but who would have expected that after the shame of PLAY, there will be a wave of enrollment peaks.Everyone in Japan now knows that Yingluo's eyes are definitely those who have real talents and practical learning. She is now like a weather vane in the martial arts, not only bringing a wind of martial arts, but also a casual sentence. Can save a martial art.

It was a martial arts hall with only father and son left. It taught swordsmanship. It was already on the verge of bankruptcy. Both father and son planned to turn this place into a bathhouse. As a result, Yingluo asked, "Your swordsmanship. It should be passed down from the Xinxuan Group, Yongcang Xinbayi, right?"

The father and son nodded: "My ancestor was a member of the Xinxuan Group, and I was fortunate to have the guidance of Lord Yongcang, but it's a pity that our descendants are not up to the standard, the family is down, and we have humiliated our ancestors..."

Yingluo shook his head: "Yongcang Xinba's swordsmanship is a killing sword. You really learn [-]% of the time, but it's a hassle. If you want me to say that it's the best way to look now, although it's no longer the martial arts of the past, but if it's only If you use it for self-defense, it is more than enough. Keep working hard, your swordsmanship is very good!"

This sentence was faithfully put on the TV screen. As a result, more than a dozen people came to learn the arts the next day. In just one month, hundreds of students were accepted, and the father and son were both happy. Back of the head.

If Yingluo used to be a thorn in the eyes of the major martial arts halls, then now it is their God of Wealth.Anyway, Yingluo Kicking Hall neither picks up signboards nor kicks plaques. After winning, it will invite people to have a meal. Not only does it have no harm to the martial arts hall, but it can also gain popularity and bring a large wave of students.Now opening a martial arts hall is just doing business. Can they count it?In the end, she was completely begging Yingluo to come to play in the gym, and she was blown away as a martial arts prodigy that was rarely seen in ten thousand years. Even Yingluo felt blushing when she heard it.

But no matter what, Yingluo is completely popular, she is cute and super able to fight, this contrast of cuteness has captured the hearts of countless people in an instant.There was even a very famous program that selected her as the most popular national idol, and it is said that she got more than double the votes of No.2.

Although the program team invited her to attend the award ceremony, Yingluo turned around and threw the invitation letter into the trash can, directly placing the pigeons of the whole country.

I thought that the popularity would plummet, but the result was unexpected. Everyone said that they were not moved by fame and fortune. This is a real martial artist!Our master Yingluo is not one of those coquettish bitches out there who do everything for the sake of fame. This is called the reservedness of a master, do you understand?

Therefore, when you have the strength, it is fine to toss casually; without the strength, it is useless to toss again.

You see, facing the threat of heaven, Ying Luowu has not been able to touch the threshold of the eighth sense for several years, and he still looks unhurried.Because she knows that if she is not strong enough, it is useless to worry about it.

In any case, people can only rely on themselves!

One day at noon, someone knocked on the door of Yingluo's room. She thought it was some TV station or manager, but Yingluo simply closed her hearing and didn't take it seriously.As a result, after knocking for three to five minutes, a fist honestly smashed a big hole in the door, reached in and unlocked the door lock, this process was witnessed by Ying Luo, she was stunned, the current thief Is it that violent?

The first person to walk in was a handsome man in a suit, tall and straight, looking fierce with the corners of his eyes hanging.

Yingluo once again exclaimed in his heart: Now the thief's appearance is too good, and your outfit alone is enough for me to eat for a month.

The man saw Ying Luo, turned slightly sideways, and walked out behind him a woman in a long black dress, with a plump figure, cold eyes, a beautiful face, a full beauty!

Yingluo was even more surprised: Does the thief still bring his family when he goes out to work?And the quality of this family is too high!

"Bastard, your eyes are too presumptuous!" The man could not help roaring when he saw Yingluo's eyes constantly looking at the woman in the long skirt.

It's a pity that Yingluo closed his hearing at the moment, and when he saw his mouth move, he lifted the closure and asked, "What did you say?"

The man's face twitched, and he took Yingluo's attitude as a provocation, and immediately strode forward, grabbed Yingluo's collar and lifted her up, raising his hand like a slap in the face of Yingluo.

So it's not a thief, it's a robber?Yingluo suddenly realized, and then it was a little strange. No matter what he said, he was famous. You can't grab anyone and grab me. Isn't that the old birthday star who hanged himself and lived impatiently?

It is not Yingluo's character to be beaten and not fight back. Seeing the opponent's fist as big as a casserole, Yingluo turned his neck and broke free from the opponent's restraint, then tilted his head, let go of his fist, and stretched out his hands to grab the opponent's arm, He kicked his foot on the opponent's calf, then got up from the ground, turned around and twisted his waist, and threw the man out of the door with a shoulder-to-shoulder fall, and flew out directly from the balcony railing. This is the third floor, just listen to the dong The sound of a heavy object fell to the ground, followed by the noise of chickens flying and dogs jumping, cats barking and dogs barking.

"Oops, it won't cause human life!" Yingluo's head froze.Just as she was about to run out to check the situation, when she passed by the woman in the black dress, she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

This time, Ying Luo was startled. There are only a handful of people in this world who can capture her silently. Could it be that this woman is a god?

As the so-called fear of what comes, a small universe emerged from the woman in the black dress. It was cold and dead, but it was extremely broad, and more importantly, there was a hint of divinity in it!

Seeing the change in Yingluo's face, the woman in the black dress finally spoke, her voice was elegant and cold, like the sound of a harp.She said, "Don't be nervous, Dara is fine. You don't have to be afraid, we have no ill intentions."

Yingluo had probably guessed the identity of the person who came. She pointed to the door and said, "Forcibly broke into my house and attacked me for no reason. If you say you have no ill intentions, who would believe me."

The woman in the black dress said unhurriedly, "Dara's character is like this. He is not targeting you. If it causes you to be unhappy, I can apologize to you for him."

Ying Luo rolled her eyes, put her left hand on the opponent's, and said with a smile, "It's not impossible to forgive you, but I have a condition."

The woman in the black dress nodded: "You said."

"Tell me your name and I'll forgive you!"

The woman in the black dress was taken aback for a moment, but she still said, "Although it's a strange request, it's okay to tell you my name. My name is Pandora."

Sure enough, this woman was Pandora who released the souls of the God of Sleep and the God of Death, the immediate boss of the [-] Underworld Warriors.

"Okay, Miss Pandora." Yingluo continued to touch Pandora's little hand: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"I'm just here to make sure of one thing." Pandora said, "Make sure you are our companion."

"Your companion?" Yingluo asked, "How can you be sure?"

"It's been confirmed." Pandora's little universe let out a chill and bounced Yingluo's hand away. She herself shook her head slightly and said regretfully, "What a pity, you are not our companion."

"Really?" Yingluo shrugged: "Although I don't know how you tested it, but for a beauty like you, I think I can be your companion."

Pandora shook his head: "I'm sorry, I only trust myself. I'm disturbed today, goodbye!"

Dara didn't know when he should be standing at the entrance of the stairs, glaring at Yingluo, Pandora shook his head, and he withdrew his gaze.

Seeing the figures of the two leave, Yingluo took out a wallet from her body and pouted, "The underworld is amazing, you don't need to pay for breaking the door of someone else's house! Damn, so much money, the rich man... just took this. Money to buy a plane ticket, ask Tong Hu how that old hooligan does his job, the underworld fighters are all over the world, and he is too incompetent as a jailer!"

At the corner of the street, Dalamandas, one of the three giants of the underworld, was touching his body with embarrassment. Even the pockets of his suit were turned over, but he couldn't find his wallet.

After a long while, Dalamandas asked in a sweaty voice: "Lord Pandora, I seem to have lost my wallet by accident. I wonder if you have any..."

Pandora slowly turned her head, shook her long skirt, and said unhurriedly, "Do you think there are pockets in clothes like mine?"