[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

After the magazine shooting was over, the LME did not notify her of any new work, and the "Abe Seimei's Diary" promotional event was still a few days away. Taking advantage of this gap, Bai Lan could finally take a short break.

It feels so good to sleep until I wake up naturally. After waking up, there is a breakfast prepared by the clam.

While enjoying a delicious and nutritious breakfast, watch the daily life of Uchiha Madara beating the Era King outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.Bai Lan took a sip of the mellow and strong freshly ground coffee, and couldn't help feeling: "This is life."

The unilateral bullying in the yard has entered the climax, Uchiha Madara beats people to the flesh, and he is merciless, especially when he just learned last night that Mori Kirito is the reincarnation of Abe Seimei, this morning's warm-up The activity became more ruthless than in the past, even with the recovery speed of King Eluo, he couldn't catch up.

Bai Lan looked away, unable to bear to look at Lan Shou's bloody face again.

It's strange to say that he was beaten so hard by Mr. Madara, but King Era still likes to fight with him every now and then. He doesn't bother with Naraku, and just stares at Uchiha Madara, which makes Prynne start to fight. Doubt he is invisible shaking M.

Without the sideshow of real-life fighting, Bai Lan had no choice but to choose the TV in the living room out of boredom.As soon as I turned on the TV, the morning news was being broadcast on it. A beautiful female reporter stood in front of a towering building and introduced a long snake-like team behind her: "Recently, the number of applicants for the Sky Arena has further increased, surpassing the number of applicants in history. The highest number of registrations. For example, there are more than 500 challengers queuing up at the registration office today. Please look at the line behind me..." Then the female reporter began to interview those queuing people. There are men, women, old and young, with fierce faces or ordinary appearances, in short, there are all kinds of things.

Bai Lan looked at it and frowned, muttering to herself: "The fourth tallest building in the world? The Sky Arena? Why have I never heard of it..." And this kind of place looks like a place where duels make money, really no problem?Seeing that the lady reporter speaks the language of R, is it possible that the laws of country R are so loose that this kind of business is even allowed?

She was about to continue watching, but was interrupted by a knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk Tuk".

Turning his head to look, the clam was no longer in the open kitchen at some point, and King Eluo and Mr. Madara were nowhere to be seen in the yard.Bai Lan had no choice but to put aside what was on the TV first, and got up to open the door.

At first she thought it was Asakura who was out for a walk, or Mouri Wuren who was back from shopping, but when she opened the door, it was a blond man she had never seen before.

The other party was wearing a long purple dress with a stand-up collar, but inside the dress was an oriental-style white gown. His body was covered with gorgeous necklaces and jewelry. Half of his blond hair was tied behind his head, and the other half hung down his shoulders in front of his chest.The man stood at the door, smiling all over his face, the corners of his eyes drooping, and his emerald green pupils were like two green springs.In general, this is a good-looking person who also gives people a subtle and frivolous feeling.

Especially when he took out a huge whiteboard and a signature pen from behind, this frivolous feeling reached its peak: "Miss Bai Lan, I am your fan! Please give me a copy of the autograph!"

If it weren't for the powerful and majestic power of the gods on him, Bai Lan would have thrown the door panel on that handsome face.

In this way, it was the first time I saw the god who took out the signature board instead of shouting and killing.

After looking him up and down for a while, Bai Lan really couldn't see any malice, and couldn't guess the identity of this god: "So the gods also watch movies?"

The blond god didn't seem to hear the slight sarcasm, with "happy", "happy" and "excited" written all over his face, he nodded: "Yes, Your Royal Highness is so beautiful in "Shadow of the Sun"! I fell in love with you at first sight!"

"..." For some reason, Bai Lan still wanted to throw the door panel on his face.

Fortunately, at this time, someone has already recognized the identity of this uninvited guest: "...the order of the great country?"

Bai Lan turned around.

Ma Canghao was walking down the stairs, but he didn't wear the ankle-length Shamat cloak at home, and he wore a simple shirt, trousers, cotton slippers, and looked like an ordinary adolescent boy.

Except for those clear and cold eyes.

"Come to be a lobbyist for 'Heaven'? This is not like your style." While speaking, he was already standing on the last step of the stairs.

The master of the great country had no choice but to take back the signature board, and the smile on his face became more helpless: "Your Excellency, the all-knowing and all-powerful Shaman King, since you already know everything, why bother to ask."

"Of course I'm mocking you." Ma Canghao sneered, without being polite, and went to sit on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Seeing this, Bai Lan stepped aside and let Master Daguo enter the house.

Don't look at Ma Canghao speaking so bluntly, in fact, Bai Lan has already seen that he doesn't hate this blond god.

If it was really some kind of God of War, Jianyu Thunder God, Ma Canghao would not talk nonsense, and would have already made a move.

Sure enough, the ensuing conversation showed that Daguo Zhuming and Ma Canghao had known each other for a long time and had a good relationship, but Daguo Zhuming had no choice but to come to be the lobbyist of "Heaven" this time.

The blond god sat on the sofa, propped his forehead with the heels of his palms, raised his pointed chin, and with an opera-like expression of pain, sang in an aria with three arias: "Oh, I don't want to either. But after all, Amaterasu's command, even if it is me, I have to obey."

"People under the eaves have to bow their heads~"

Ma Cang was not sympathetic at all: "It's not that you thought it was troublesome at the beginning, so you took the initiative to give up your seat."

Bai Lan recalled the Japanese mythology, which indeed mentioned that Amaterasu had sent several gods one after another in order to rule Ashihara China, but all failed.In the end, Jianyu Leishen and Tianniao Shushen were sent to Izumo Kingdom, and Jianyu Leishen drew his ten-fist sword to challenge the master of the great country.As a result, Da Guozhu ordered his two sons to fight instead of him.After their defeat, Daguo Zhuming took the initiative to give way to Amaterasu Omishin, so Omishin ruled the entire country.

Ma Canghao obviously knew the truth better than the records in the ancient books: "You already knew that Shidaizhushen and Jianyu Mingfangshen were not the opponents of Jianyu Leishen, and you deliberately asked them to fight instead of you."

Master Daguo scratched his cheeks, and smirked dryly: "Why don't you bother to move now, don't want to cause trouble, so just abdicate and let Xian be fine."

"The result of abdicating the throne for the virtuous is that Ebisu God was crusaded by the 'Heaven', and you didn't have time to help."

Ma Cang's good words made Daguo Zhuming's expression change drastically, the smile that had been hanging on his face disappeared instantly, and the hands lying flat on his knees were also clenched into fists.

Daguo Zhuming was silent for a long time, and finally said in a low voice: "I will never let the same thing happen again. 'Heaven' is becoming more and more extreme, you...you should be more careful." He raised his eyes, emerald green His pupils were as cold as two green agate stones, "The weaker it is, the crazier it will be."

After dropping this advice, he laughed heartily again, as if nothing happened just now.

The next words are all nonsense for face, Master Daguo went back and forth with Ma Cang to kill the time, then stood up clapping his hands: "Okay, that's all I have to say, you can do your own thing, don't try to rebel against 'Heaven'. "

He said advice on his lips, but actually winked at Bai Lan and Ma Canghao, his left eye said "fake" and his right eye said "Come on", and finally he didn't forget to ask for Bai Lan's autograph before he left.

After seeing off Da Guozhu, who seemed to be a lobbyist but was actually rebellious, Bai Lan glanced at Ma Canghao, who was downcast and pensive, and walked back to the sofa to drink up the rest of the coffee in one go.

The brown liquid had cooled down, slightly bitter, but more milky, so Ma Canghao also went to pour a cup.

Bai Lan was sitting on the sofa, turning her cup to think about the words of Master Daguo, when she heard the sound of slow and slight footsteps from above, she raised her head, and a fluffy white head was lying on the railing on the second floor, smiling and waving at her: "Yo~ Good morning."

Bai Lan (male) had a bandage on his face, and was wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers. The inverted crown tattoo under his left eye bent with the pulling of his cheek muscles.He supported his head with one hand and pressed the other on the railing, his face was pale, and he looked like he was still recovering from a serious illness.

"You're awake." Bai Lan (female) raised her head, looked past another thin shoulder blade of her own, and looked at the black-haired young man who came out of the room, "Thank you, Wuren."

Harumori, who just took office, scratched the back of his head and showed a bright smile that could melt Snow White: "It's not hard work, it's really interesting." He gestured with his fingers, "Just a little flame can promote cell growth and renewal, The magic is really amazing!"

Ma Canghao held his forehead with coffee: "It's not magic, it's spiritual power. The flame is the flame of death."

"Ah, sorry, sorry, accidentally forgot."

Leaving aside his attending doctor, Bai Lan (male)'s smile collapsed, he straightened up and stretched his arms, and he climbed over the railing and jumped off.

In Maoli Wuren's exclamation, he landed on the side of Bailan (female) with incomparable precision, squatted on the sofa, and naturally put one hand on the sofa behind the silver-haired woman.

Looking at it from Ma Canghao's point of view, the two people who are very similar in appearance and very close in soul are almost stuck together, the male one is holding the thinner female in his arms.

He raised his eyebrows, exchanged a glance with the white-haired young man, and then quietly turned his gaze away.

Seeing the weird long-haired kid step aside, Bai Lan smiled again.His eyes quickly swept over the blue ring on the little finger of the child's right hand, and landed on Bai Lan's (female) face: "Is this where you found Yushou? It looks pretty good."

Bai Lan (female) looked at his bare fingers: "Where's your Marley ring?"

"Destroyed by me."

The white-haired young man narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said in a clear and cool voice, "Including the other ones, they were all destroyed by my own hands."