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Kitahara Mizuno apologized sincerely: "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, but I hit you subconsciously...I didn't mean to hit you in the face."

"Are you sure you didn't mean it? Every ball hit me in the face." Beelzebub's face was in hot pain, reminding him of the last time he played tennis with the ghost lamp, that violent man, every ball hit him in the face Smash!

Kitahara Mizuno obediently bowed and apologized: "I'm very sorry!"

Beelzebub rubbed his painful face and cursed at the ghost lamp: "Look at the evil you have done! Your subordinates are all affected by you!"

The ghost lamp looked at Kitahara Mizuno, Kitahara Mizuno hid the racket behind his back, and tried to tuck his tails behind his back, but the tails were too big and there were so many of them, the effect of hiding was almost ineffective, only they could be seen huddling together.

Ghost Lantern turned his gaze back to Beelzebub, stroked his chin and said, "Why don't you change your target? Recently, some monsters in hell are just in a period of restlessness, and they may be a bit harsher..."

"Who would believe it!" Beelzebub shouted immediately, his anger made him short of breath, looking at the violent madman in front of him, he managed to suppress his anger.

"Well, Mr. Beelzebub, are you still playing?" Kitahara Mizuno's cute and sweet voice came from the side.

When Beelzebub heard the sound, the place where the ball was hit on his face hurt. He turned his head to look at Mizuno Kitahara, and his eyelids twitched because of the nine big tails that could not be ignored.

As expected of that man's subordinate, he used the ball as a weapon.

If he gets hit a few more times, his face will not be good to see Lilith today. Don't wash his hand and wave his hand in disgust: "I want to be beaten by someone else."

Mustard jumped over, eager to try: "Then, Mr. Beelzebub, I will be your opponent."

This guy should be fine. Beelzebub carefully observed the white rabbit. It looked soft and weak, not like it could be beaten, and its strength should not be terrible.

Beelzebub repeatedly simulated in his mind what would happen if he fought the rabbit, and found that there was no possibility of danger, so he felt relieved, and his eyebrows stretched: "Okay."

Kitahara Mizuno handed the racket to Akuko, who shook his head, took off the paddle behind him and held it in his arms, with a gentle and soft voice: "I can use this."

"it is good."

Kitahara Mizuno took back the racket and walked to the side of the ghost lamp.

Ghost Lantern said in a low voice: "Just now I told you that he is a guest."

Kitahara Mizuno also whispered: "Master Ghost Lantern, I have kept my hand, the speed and strength have been weakened."

Ghost Lamp paused, and said, "Don't slap your face next time."

Kitahara Mizuno was thoughtful: "I don't seem to want to hit him in the face, but I don't know why, all the balls I hit went towards his face. Maybe his face has a taunting ability?"

But what Beelzebub meant just now seems to be that when the ghost lamp hit him last time, it also hit him in the face?

"Speaking of which, Lord Ghost Lantern, I seem to rarely see you playing ball games?" Kitahara Mizuno thought about it, let alone ball games, Ghost Lantern doesn't seem to come here many times, at least when he came, probably It takes ten times to meet a ghost lamp.

Ghost Lantern lowered his eyes to look up at the demon fox who looked up at him with golden eyes blinking, stroked the demon fox's head, and stroked the raised fox ears on the top of his head with his palm: "I am not good at ball games."

Kitahara Mizuno found this answer incredible. In his mind, Ghost Lantern should be an all-around athlete.

Understanding the great doubt in Kitahara Mizuno's eyes, Ghost Lantern sighed softly and looked at Beelzebub: "It's not that I'm not good at it, it's just..."

Ghost Lantern raised his hand and shook it: "As soon as I touched the ball, I instinctively wanted to hit someone with it."

Kitahara Mizuno silently took a step aside, Ghost Lantern looked over, he stopped moving and smiled.

Who would instinctively use the ball as a weapon when touching the ball!The level of shaking S of the ghost lamp is off the charts!

Kitahara Mizuno remembered that he must never play ball games with Ghost Lantern in the future.

On the other side, Beelzebub, who thought Mustard was easy to deal with, was beaten again to doubt his life.

Miss Mustard, she didn't hit her face anymore, but her strength and speed are stronger than that of the demon fox just now, and she can always hit the ball back in just a few seconds after she hit the ball, fast and ruthless, as if he was a mobile Sandbag, give him a precise blow.

"Uh!"

Beelzebub knelt down, lowered his head and doubted life.

Jiezi tilted her head, and her voice was still soft: "Ah, did I hurt you? I thought the devil was very powerful, so I'm sorry I beat you too much."

Is the rabbit really apologizing? Beelzebub raised his head tremblingly. Why did he feel that the rabbit was provocative? He said strange things in such a gentle voice.

What's going on in hell here? The jailers are all weird. Are there any normal creatures here? !

Can't, can't let them look down on demons...

Beelzebub struggled to get up, and put on a serious expression and gesture: "It's okay, continue!"

Mustard turned the oar in his hand: "Okay."

She never talks nonsense.

"You serve the ball." Beelzebub vowed in his heart that he would definitely catch her ball this time, and let them see that the devil is not easy to mess with!

"Okay." Mustard said softly, throwing the ball high.

Just as Mustard's paddle was about to slap the tennis ball, Ghost Lantern suddenly said, "Ah, civet cat."

"Damn civet cat——!!!"

Flames blazed from Mustard's body, and his appearance evolved from a harmless and weak rabbit to a muscular rabbit. His blood-red eyes stared at the moving object in front of him—a tennis ball. Swinging the paddle in his hand was a hard blow with all his strength.

Beelzebub didn't even have time to see the ball clearly, he could only see an afterimage that seemed to be covered with flames, and he swung the racket in his hand with his intuition.

The tennis ball collided with the racket, and Beelzebub failed to hit the ball back. Instead, because he was holding the racket tightly, he was taken out by the ball, hit the wall behind, and then fell off the wall with a "snap", showing The "big" font is lying on the ground.

Kitahara Mizuno looked at a ghost lamp with a complicated expression, the ghost lamp is really evil.

"Ah?" Mustard returned to its original harmless appearance, and looked around, "Strange, I seem to have heard the word raccoon..."

Seeing Beelzebub lying on the ground, she jumped over: "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for the weakness that I can't overcome just now."

Beelzebub raised his head with difficulty, and raised his hand tremblingly. Ghost Lantern came over and bent down to hold his hand: "What do you want to say?"

Beelzebub's lips opened and closed, but only some weak breathing sounds could be heard.

Ghost Lantern lowered his head and turned his ear: "Huh?"

"Evil, evil, evil, devil..."

After speaking, Beelzebub fainted.

Ghost Lamp tilted his head: "Devil?"

Mizuno Kitahara, who came over, stood upright when he heard this, with an indescribable expression on his face.

In a sense, the ghost lamp is indeed more evil than the devil.

Beelzebub was sent to the infirmary and couldn't eat for the time being. Mustard had already finished eating, so only Ghost Lantern and Kitahara Mizuno went to eat.

The food in Yan Mo Hall's cafeteria is really good. There are all kinds of set meals and no dark dishes.

Kitahara Mizuno chose a grilled chicken set meal, brought it to the ghost lamp table and sat down.

Ghost Lamp's eating posture looks very pleasing to the eye, and the speed is not slow at all. Kitahara Mizuno is eating, and it is inevitable to pay attention to Ghost Lamp's face.

"Is there something on my face?" Ghost Lantern stopped his movements.