People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed more than ten moves.

In a grappling, Fujiwara was careless for the rest of his life, and actually missed a gap.

You must know that in the struggle of masters, every second counts, and the slightest mistake is fatal.

Not to mention that the rest of Fujiwara's life is now equivalent to a professional chess player and Alpha Dog heads-up.

If he hadn't blocked in time, he would have been almost taken away by a heavy blow from the imitator at the expense of his left shoulder.

The injured left arm became a burden, and he retreated to the boulder again and again, hiding behind the boulder with his left arm, playing the game of King Qin's Circumambulation Pillar with the imitator in order to recover his strength, and the footsteps in the rear became more and more frequent.

From time to time, I would stop to see if Fujiwara had come from behind.

The imitator's thinking gradually became stronger.

Now it's time to drag on to find each other's weaknesses.

At that moment, a faint blue glow began to glow in his chest.

Great, finally a chance to fight back.

Although he didn't know what was going on, his confidence returned.

Fujiwara suddenly accelerated violently, his right hand condensed his internal force, holding his breath and concentrating, he only had one chance.

His hands were put together in a sword point, and he suddenly jumped around the corner, and his right hand went straight to the façade of the imitator chasing behind.

The imitator raised his hand to block it, but the blue light directly broke through the defenses, and his arms collapsed like yellow sand.

"Die, you impostor!" a

white mist appeared on the imitator's forehead, and a faint blue light pierced through the white mist.

The imitator's figure disintegrated in an instant, vanished, and disappeared directly in place.

Whew~

Fujiwara was overjoyed for the rest of his life, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and finally he won.

He hooked up, his hands on his legs, gasping for air, and he was able to seize the opportunity.

At this moment, the strange space began to crumble, the translucent sky suddenly darkened, and the lake in the distance began to emit an eerie light.

This ray of light shot into the sky, turning his head and heading straight for the rest of Fujiwara's life.

Fujiwara Yusheng was startled and stretched out his hand to block it, but to no avail.

The light passed through his arms and poured into his body.

He felt his body being washed over by an inexplicable energy, as if it was washing his internal organs.

"Is this a thousand tempering? I was just tested by the demons in my heart?"

Fujiwara blurted out the origin of this illusion for the rest of his life, as if it had been engraved into his dusty memory.

"I must have forgotten something important, I have to go back to China.

Fujiwara stared at the dark sky for the rest of his life, and cracks like cobwebs began to appear on the horizon, and a large area of the sky began to fall off.

At this time, the earth on the soles of his feet began to crack (pronounced the word jun', and an abyss appeared on the soles of his feet, engulfing him in an instant.

.....

In a dark room.

Fujiwara woke up from the bed violently, his back soaked with cold sweat.

Reaching out and touching the pillow, it was all his sweat.

It turned out to be a dream....

Fujiwara Yusheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Ashbara.

Ai was sleeping soundly at the moment, she was facing the place where Fujiwara had lived, and the turquoise gem on her chest was glowing.

If it's a dream

, then why is the turquoise gemstone glowing?

So he had just really gone through some kind of trial.

But the help provided to him by the blue gem was always intermittent?

Fujiwara decided to observe.

After watching Gray Yuan Wai for nearly ten minutes, I finally knew, because Gray Yuan Wai would roll left and right on the bed after a while, and sometimes he would sleep with Fujiwara for the rest of his life, and roll to the side when it was hot.

"You really are my lucky star.

He was overjoyed, and leaned over dotingly and pressed his warm lips to Gray Yuanwai's forehead.

Gray Yuan Ai gradually had a tendency to wake up, and Fujiwara Yusheng gently patted her on the back: "Baby sleep, I'm here..."

I turned my head and picked up my phone to see that it was only six o'clock in the morning, but the date had changed.

It has become June 1st.

It's actually Children's Day.

Gray Plains is also a child in a sense.

Fujiwara got up for the rest of his life and first checked his physical condition.

There is no substantial improvement in the strength of his body, but there is an almost perverted thing.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the movement within a radius of ten meters, which was much more perverted than before, and he could also lock on to a person and an object from the complicated scene, and obtain all his action information.

Directly block other irrelevant information, which is a big killer if it is used for monitoring or tracking.

He tried to walk from the second floor to the downstairs with his eyes closed, and every step appeared in his mind, and the scenery in the room appeared in his mind within a radius of ten meters, as small as a coin and a silver needle.

"It's too buggy.

Fujiwara was overjoyed, he came to the door of the room, carefully perceiving the other side of the wall, he could hear the heartbeat that belonged to Ashbara, the whispering in the dream, and the slight gasping sound of turning over.

Even where she was in it was the image of Fujiwara in his mind for the rest of his life was clearly presented.

You know, it's a closed door, a wall!

No, it's against the law!

Fujiwara would never do such a thing for the rest of his life.

After simply sitting and meditating at seven o'clock to absorb the sunrise and exercise the sun's eye, he went out to buy some materials.

It was half past seven when I got home.

Gray Yuan Wai was still in bed and didn't get up.

Fujiwara Yusheng went into the kitchen to make a blueberry cake for Gray Yuan, and boiled sugar to make her a rock sugar gourd as a Children's Day gift.

There were flowers on the coffee table as usual, but this time there were more gifts.

The time came to eight o'clock, and the courier at the door sent two bags, Fujiwara went down to collect it for the rest of his life, and when he opened it, he saw that the style was very new and was a Fusha painting brand, and there was no such thing in the collection of gray plain mourning.

I saw that the sender was actually Kinoshita Fusa-e.

I think it was Kinoshita Fusae who made a special trip to Gray Plains to mourn.

Knowing that he was very good to Gray Yuanai, and also knowing that Gray Yuan Ai liked her company's bags very much, he gave her this special gift on Children's Day.

In general, Kinoshita Fusae also knows that pleasing Ashbara is also tantamount to currying favor with Fujiwara for the rest of his life, which is quite true!

Eight past fifteen, this is the time when Ashbara Wai gets up in Shuangshu on weekdays.

Fujiwara gets up late for the rest of his life, usually after nine o'clock, and he doesn't have to go to work, he is considered diligent.

You must know that in the past, even if Gin urged him, he would only go to him after ten o'clock.

Gin was waiting for him every time.

Gray Yuan wailed and yawned, smelled a hint of sweetness, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he wore his clothes unhurriedly.