This was the attire that should have belonged to a temple staff member, but she was holding an exaggeratedly long Japanese samurai sword diagonally in her small hand.

She was not tall to begin with, and compared to the unsheathed katana, she looked even smaller.

now.

She was approaching the giant gate step by step.

"Who?" Momonogi Kana suddenly noticed Fang Zuo.

Turn around.

The exaggeratedly long katana pointed to the left.

The delicate and beautiful little face was filled with a cold murderous look.

A pair of green eyes in the heavy eyeshadow.

The sharp gaze stabbed towards Fang Zuo along the blade of the samurai sword.

"who are you?"

The voice was full of murderous intent.

Fang Zuo frowned.

The world has changed, has the people also changed?

"Who are you?" Fang Zuo asked.

Momonogi Kana didn't answer, but made some sword moves with the samurai sword in her hand.

Suddenly he jumped up on the spot.

When falling.

He held the knife in both hands and chopped it down in the air.

A semi-arc crescent flashed in the air, crossed the space, and appeared in front of Fang Zuo in an instant.

Fang Zuo smiled gently, took the crescent moon in his hand and squeezed it.

'Clang.'

The crescent moon is broken.

but.

Fang Zuo was stunned and looked at his hands in surprise.

There was a shallow cut.

The Momonogi Kana in this world is so powerful.

Although it was just a wisp of his soul now, it was beyond Fang Zuo's expectation that it could be injured.

at the same time.

A corrosive force from the wound continued to penetrate Fang Zuo's soul, trying to infect him.

Fang swung his left hand.

This force disappears.

The power of incense.

This attack embodies a strong sense of devotion and faith.

Could this be the true form of the evil god?

Fang Zuo became interested.

Carefully sense everything here.

A world constructed by incense and faith.

An attack also composed of incense and faith.

Momonogi Kana was shocked and became alert.

In this world, I didn't even destroy this stranger.

But now I don't have time to get entangled with this stranger.

Momonogi Kana turned around and slashed at Ju Men with a knife.

There was a loud bang.

Cracks appeared in Ju Men.

Countless white lights shot out from the cracks.

Momonogi Kana took a big step and jumped into the door.

Fang Zuo narrowed his eyes and followed in.

Vision changes.

The world is vast.

Fang Zuo stood on the balcony of a large Japanese castle tower.

Condescending.

A huge field appeared in front of Fang's left and below.

There are rising hills in the distance.

It is another huge world of incense.

Very complete.

Fang Zuo could even feel that all kinds of laws were densely packed all over the sky.

Where is this?

"Who are you?" A cold voice came from behind.

Fang Zuo looked back.

Extremely unexpected.

Although we live in a modern city, we are used to seeing all kinds of long-legged supermodels.

but.

At this moment, Fang Zuo still felt that he was ignorant.

A pair of super long beautiful legs, nearly 1.8 meters long, appeared in front of him.

The legs alone are this long.

It seems to be carved from white jade, round and elastic, without a single pore.

Fang Zuo's line of sight was only able to see the junction of the beautiful legs and the buttocks and abdomen.

This pair of beautiful legs is wrapped in white hollow suspender stockings, and the lace is wrapped around the plump and smooth thighs.

Two red suspenders are connected to the lace of the stockings and extend into the short skirt made of white gauze.

The pair of super long legs moved unnaturally, and the white skirt flew up.

A small pair of white panties, the fabric can't cover the huge fat buttocks.

The buttocks are round, the plump and smooth buttocks are white and greasy like fat, and they are raised high, round, big, and full of flesh.

"who are you."

The sound rang out again.

Fang Zuo raised his head and wanted to see the owner of the voice.

But a pair of huge hills wrapped in lace blocked Fang Zuo's view.

Fang Zuo could only take a few steps back.

Only then did I see a pretty white face with a frown.

A sexy and beautiful woman wearing a ladies' sunhat.

He was bending down slightly and looking at himself.

"Who are you?" Fang Zuo asked.

This world seems a little unusual.

"It's so tiring to talk to you like this." The woman put her hands together and tried to grab Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo dodged as usual.

But a kind of mysterious law is entangled in me.

I couldn't even move.

Then a pair of delicate white jade hands grasped her waist, lifted her up, and looked into her eyes.

The beautiful woman said, "You are not from here, who are you?"

At this moment, the sound of drums rang out in the distance.

Fang Zuo just felt tired and dazed.

Disappear.

The beautiful woman looked at her empty hands and frowned.

"Strange, how come there are outsiders here?"

at this time.

There was a voice outside the door.

"Madam, that intruder has smashed the gate again. The chief priest has requested your presence. He wants you to go to Tokyo and apprehend the guy who keeps causing trouble."

Fang Zuo returned to the rooftop of Tokyo Women's University.

That wisp of soul could not last long under the various laws.

The last moment of disappearance leaves a mark.

Fang Zuo sensed this mark.

I want to follow the connection of the mark to enter a certain world.

But invisibly, a thick barrier of incense blocked him.

Failed.

Fang Zuo opened his eyes.

By this time the sky was gradually getting brighter.

I followed Momonogi Kana last night.

From her stable little world of incense, she entered another more complete and larger world of incense.

Method: one move.

An invisible thread was entwined in his hands.

It is the incense faith of the stripped and broken gods.

Fang Zuo's mind slowly controlled the incense to evolve into a small sphere.

A trace of divine consciousness entered the sphere.

It was indeed an extremely narrow chaotic space.

The moment he entered, the space shattered.

So this is how this thing is used.

A huge amount of incense builds a stable world.

Is this the method of God?

Fang Zuo touched his chin and thought he would have to go to various shrines in Tokyo to "borrow" some incense to try it out.

Fang Zuo returned to the chair in the room.

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