Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"Who's there?"

Paul Hesse naturally noticed the disappearance of his own flame. His flame was not an ordinary fire, and it would never go out for a simple reason. Besides, he clearly felt that his flame was absorbed by something just now.

The boy clenched his fists and made a posture of exerting force, his brown eyes were dyed dark red while using the supernatural power.

This is a completely different image from Paul Hesse's daily state. The dull German wood can be so bright when it is burned.

Yi Guyoutai forgot to continue calling the name of his temporary partner for a while, and only had time to enjoy the feast of flames.

Following his movements, those golden-red fire powders changed violently in the air like fire butterflies. , and growing humanoid beasts.

The brown-haired boy slowly raised his fist, and the burning fire monsters let out an inhuman roar, sharp and ear-piercing.

Every black muscle of the fire monster is covered with flowing flames, their muscles are constantly agitating, their limbs are on the ground, roaring, twisting, and they are flying towards Atreiyu and Fuhu to hide in an extremely strange path. place to jump.

But after a flash of cold light, these two menacing beasts were torn into two by a sharp white claw, quickly burned in the air, turned into ashes and disappeared.

A familiar white dragon passed before Paul Hesse's eyes, just like a white dragon passing through the air that had been burned by the fire monster just now. The smell of sulfur also made the boy with the classically beautiful brown chestnut curly hair stop his next actions suddenly.

On the white dragon's translucent body, every milky white scale is shining, and there seems to be a person sitting on the white dragon's flawless back, but the speed of his soaring into the sky is too fast, like a long rainbow piercing the sky, even with As a super conjurer, Yigu Yuta's extraordinary dynamic vision can only capture a milky white phantom.

Almost in the blink of an eye, whether it was the two girls, the necklace, or the mysterious white dragon, they all disappeared without a trace in the sky.

Kurikawa Soru controlled Fuhu, who had turned back to his original form, to pick up the twins, while Olin was picked up by the little hunter's arrow, and he easily cut off the beard from Paul Hesse's hand as if he was picking something out of a bag.

"It was snatched away." The boy with brown chestnut curly hair looked at his empty palm, and said this fact in words without any ups and downs.

"I saw Fulong." The brown-haired boy murmured to himself softly, as if whispering a dream that he didn't want to be disturbed.

The young super conjurer and assistant supervisor were relieved at this moment, and hurried out of the car.

Yi Guyouta felt that the flashing white light and shadow she saw just now was a bit familiar, but she still chose to care about her temporary partner first: "Paul, are you okay?"

But the curly-haired supernatural power user didn't respond to this sentence, and seemed to be completely immersed in his own thoughts.

"Master Xia You? Who is that?"

After a while, when the black curtain made by the "tent" was about to disappear, Yi Guyouta heard a straightforward question full of doubts from Paul Hesse.

"It's you?"

In just a short period of time, too many things happened that the girl couldn't understand, and now her body suddenly vacated, even if it wouldn't make Nanako, who was somewhat beyond her age, do any irrational behavior, but it was enough to make her Girls at this age inevitably have some emotional stress.

Regardless of caring about the silent sisters around her, she raised her head with difficulty, only to find that the one who saved them from the person with the supernatural ability was the boy who had been sent to Yokohama by Xia Youjie before and had lost contact with him.

"Wait, don't take us with you like this."

Being held in the mouth of a dragon is really uncomfortable, Nanako immediately resisted, but now she is telling Fei in the air, she dare not make too much struggle.

"I'm not interested in sharing my dragon with anyone else."

The dark blue-haired hunter replied mercilessly, Atreyu was stubborn about his own dragon, and in most cases, Kurikawa Soryu would still follow the vest's personality setting.

But considering the girl's mood, Little Hunter added in a gentle tone: "We'll be there soon."

Atreiyu and Fuhu took the two girls to an abandoned warehouse, which was one of their strongholds after they came to Tokyo.

When she was put down, Nanako was still able to walk on her own, but with some temporary muscle stiffness, but the situation of Mimiko beside her was not so optimistic.

The black-haired girl closed her eyes tightly, and her chest heaved weakly, as if she had completely lost her consciousness. When she came down, she was able to barely stand up with Nanako's support.

After summoning "Olin", the girl was obviously very powerless, and now she seemed to have almost completely lost her strength.

"Mimiko, wake up! Wake up!" The white-haired girl carefully pushed her sister, her voice a little anxious and worried.

She didn't have much trust in Atreyu, and now that Mimiko is in a coma again, she feels very insecure.

"You don't need to expect her to wake up by herself anytime soon."

The hunter in the purple cowhide cloak threw it up and down, and Olin, who was destroyed in half by the arrow and had completely lost its luster, watched the pendant gradually weathered and disappeared into the air, the boy said to the white-haired girl.

"Miss Mimiko may need some time to rest, here you are."

Fu Hu handed the girl a clean wet towel, but his kindness was not readily accepted, and one of the twin sisters of the shelter who was forced to leave looked like a vigilant little beast.

But in the gentle but unquestionable firm eyes of the white-haired boy, Nanako was finally moved by Fulong, who had a natural affinity, took the towel awkwardly, and wiped the dusty clothes for herself and the unconscious girl. cheeks and hands.

After a long silence, it was Nanako who broke the tranquility first.

The girl seemed to have hesitated for a long time before speaking. Although the tone was still reluctant, the wording was much more friendly: "Atreyu, do you know anything about Olin?"

"you ask me?"

"That's right." For the sake of her sister and the name that Mimiko uttered before, she needed to figure out what happened.

"I saw Master Xia You before," the white-haired girl paused here, seeming to choke for a moment, but she continued, with stubborn eyes and an inquisitive air, "I saw it before, Master Xia You I told you this before."

"So what?" The prairie hunter had a bad temper.

"You were sent to Yokohama for this, right? What is this thing called 'Olin'?" Nanako's tone was not very good, it was almost a question.

However, the tone was menacing, but the white-haired girl looked like she was about to cry.

Atreiyu looked at the corners of her reddened eyes, sighed, and said, "Calm down, if you really want to pursue it, it's better for you not to know the specific inside story."

Thinking that Mimiko was also involved in this matter, it was impossible for the white-haired girl to just sit idly by, and Soryu Kurikawa changed his mind.

The little hunter approached the girl, bowed slightly, and Atreiu's black eyes looked straight at Nanako Yaba's, with a helpless tone: "Forget it, if you can tell me exactly what happened to Mimiko, Or how she got this thing, I can give you a little bit of relevant information within a reasonable range."

"I don't know either," Nanako said, sitting on the petrol can, crossing her arms, leaning on the shoulders of her unconscious sister, as if she could draw some strength from it, "Since Mimiko left Panxing Sect Not long after, she didn't tell me and went out alone. I found out that she went out alone after the fact. Since then, her mental state has been not very good. I tried many ways but failed to make her Take it easy."

"I always thought it was something about Mrs. Xia You that caused her to become like this, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of thing. I said why Mimiko is always mysterious recently. If I could find out earlier..." The white-haired girl Angrily glanced at the pendant that had lost its energy, his eyes were full of indignation and self-blame for not being able to find something wrong.

But Atreiu interrupted her: "No, that is indeed one of the incentives, but if you are a conjurer, you shouldn't get Olin so quickly."

Atreyu continued to ask Nanako if she knew who Mimiko had gone to see, but the white-haired girl didn't seem to know anything about it.

"I can't really go to see Xia Youjie." Fu Hu, who heard the whole process from the side, remembered what the black-haired girl said when she was confronting the foreigner.

"I don't know, let's talk about it when she wakes up. Let's go eat something first." The dark blue-haired hunter suggested.

However, when they stood up and were about to go out, the door of the warehouse flew out by itself against the principles of physics, and a tall figure stood at the door, leaving a long reflection at the door due to the dim light.

"Hi!" A white-haired young man with a black mask on his face bent slightly because of the height of the threshold, but he did it with a sense of ease and ease in doing such a somewhat pointless movement.

The young man stepped in, facing the arrow pointed at him by the dreaded prairie hunter among the cursers, he did not show any fear at all, but greeted the four people present very naturally.

As early as when the white-haired youth flicked open the door, Atreyu put the arrow on the bowstring. He only waited for a message or signal to attack, and then he could shoot at the enemy's weak point, making him lose the ability to resist.

But facing such a threat and the undisguised hostility of the little hunter, Gojo Satoru didn't show any expression of being overwhelmed. Instead, he was particularly interested in those specially made green arrows.

"Young man, have we met before?" The white-haired youth opened a corner of his blindfold, revealing a sky blue pupil, as pure as melting ice from a snow mountain.

But for such breath-taking eyes, Atreiyu did not show any surprise, but pulled the bowstring even tighter.

"Have you seen it?" The dark blue-haired hunter moved his neck and showed a somewhat cruel smile. This is his expression of excitement. Facing such an opponent worthy of being a talking point, the hunter who is eager to win can't resist at all. Blood runs in their veins.

Atreiyu just wanted to fight, and his tone was perfunctory: "I don't remember, why don't we go through the tricks to recall the past."

"What a belligerent boy."

Gojo Satoru completely pulled down the blindfold, and the six eyes were exposed to the air. Once they appeared, they had an extraordinary sense of oppression. Nanako hardly dared to look at the white-haired young man. Those eyes seemed to have a power that could see through people. .

"I'm willing to accompany you." The white-haired young teacher also stretched his neck bones in a decent way, showing a deliberately provocative smile, as if he didn't care about the little hunter at all.

"Hmph." The smile on the corner of the hunter's mouth with a green glow deepened again, and the battle was about to start.