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"Hi!" Abe Noja responded excitedly.

"This Shi Gen Dragon-Slaying Formation I learned from China is truly profound and abstruse. It won't have much of an impact on my sudden awakening this time. It's a pity... I wasn't able to learn it completely, otherwise I would have absorbed more from the incense."

Abe Haruaki raised his right hand, feeling the surging power in his hand, looking around with his eyes, and then closed his eyes to feel himself.

"What a perfect body, absolutely perfect, so perfect it's practically flawless." Abe Haruaki couldn't help but admire it. "It's truly a Taoist secret technique from China. It can kill several disciple knights so easily. If it can go one step further... then those Shinto novice gods are nothing to it."

Abe Haruaki's eyes were burning with anger, and the fangs in his mouth slowly retracted.

"I'm going to go back and continue to cultivate myself. It won't take long to complete it. Be careful. If you encounter any problems, come back to me."

"Hi!" Abe Nojaku responded, "Your shikigami?"

"No, I don't need these shikigami anymore. I'll give them all to you." Abe Haruaki shook his head. "Only after embarking on the path of truth did I realize that the things I once treasured were now just petty tricks."

After Abe Haruaki finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared in front of Abe Nojaku, and appeared in the underground formation.

He reopened the coffin and lay down in it with his eyes closed.

The blood and essence in his body slowly disappeared, and he returned to his snow-white hunting attire, his face frighteningly pale.

The heavy coffin closed automatically, making a loud friction sound.

Dozens of yellow talismans that had fallen to the ground flew up by themselves and stuck back on the coffin.

The formation slowly moved, and an invisible force pulled a wisp of incense above the Meiji Shrine and secretly entered the coffin.

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Fang Zuo couldn't stand it any longer.

After Momonogi Kana fell asleep, she withdrew from her own little world.

morning.

Since what happened yesterday, the girls didn't remember much about Oda Yui's details, but they still had a fresh memory of their muscles.

Girls kept coming to the room with various excuses, staring at Fang Zuo's chest muscles under his shirt intentionally or unintentionally.

This made Fang Zuo extremely annoyed.

Some of the brave ones just grabbed it with their little hands.

I really think of myself as a cowherd in love.

"What are you doing?" Momonogi Kana walked down and shouted.

The girls left one after another, still in awe of this talented teacher who was only a year or two older than them and had won several trophies.

Fang Zuo smiled at Momonogi Kana.

Today she changed into a teacher's uniform, with a ponytail, a white shirt and a gray skirt, and a pair of slender and smooth legs wrapped in black stockings.

Although her figure is petite, it is well-proportioned.

Because she had lived in the monastery for a long time, she didn't know how to wear high heels. When she stood up, her small body leaned forward slightly.

But before Fang Zuo could open his mouth to praise her, Momonogi Kana saw Fang Zuo staring at her black stockings with disdain.

"Pervert." Momonogi Kana's face turned cold and she turned and left.

Fang Zuo touched his nose and thought that he couldn't be so gentle next time for fear of breaking it. He had to use more strength.

There was a slight drizzle in Tokyo in the morning.

A thin figure holding an umbrella and carrying a large bag hurriedly passed by Fang Zuo's field of vision.

Fang Zuo was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes. He retracted his legs, stood up and walked out.

A little man in the distance is fighting against the wind and rain.

Sannomiya Tsubaki was trying hard to point her umbrella in the direction of the wind to cover the bag and prevent the rain from wetting the bread in the bag.

Her whole body was soaked by the rain, and her hair was stuck to her forehead.

The gray hollow knit sweater and floral skirt she was wearing were soaked and stuck to her fair skin.

This outfit surprised Fang Zuo a little.

Is this still the same Tsubaki Sannomiya who always wore a sweatshirt or a thick fabric shirt, and wrapped herself tightly in wide and large myopic glasses?

She was trying hard to take steps forward.

This was the first time Fang Zuo saw her legs.

A pair of white and plump legs, although not so slender, but well-proportioned, white and fragrant, with a little flesh.

The instep is white and smooth, and the toes are bent awkwardly yet cutely in the transparent shoes, firmly grasping the soles.

Sannomiya Tsubaki turned around, facing the direction of the wind, bent down slightly, and held the bag containing a large pile of bread in her arms.

Hold the umbrella firmly with both hands and keep the direction.

Suddenly, the umbrella in my hand that was fighting against the wind felt lighter.

A big hand took the umbrella from her hand, raised it up, and blocked the wind and rain.

Sannomiya Tsubaki suddenly shuddered all over.

This scene.

It was just like that evening, when I ran around trying to sell my virginity, but was still humiliated.

The sky at that time was just like it is now, a little gloomy.

The storms back then were just like they are now, some of them were against me.

At that time, it was also this body that blocked everything for me.

It was this pair of big hands that lifted up her little face and kissed her gently.

It's him?

Sannomiya Tsubaki raised her little face in surprise.

Not him...

Sannomiya Tsubaki was very disappointed.

"It's you, thank you, how come you are here." Sannomiya Tsubaki hurriedly bowed slightly to thank the man who helped her time and time again.

"I work at this school." Fang Zuo said with a smile, "Why, Miss Sannomiya Tsubaki's expression changed so quickly, as if she wasn't very happy to see me."

"No, no." Sannomiya Tsubaki hurriedly shook her head: "It's just that I thought it was someone else at first. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry."

Sannomiya Tsubaki said honestly and bowed deeply.

Don’t deceive anyone who is good to you, treat them with sincerity, my mother said.

"Who is that person?" Fang Zuo said, "He must be someone very important to Miss Sannomiya Tsubaki."

"Yes." Sangong Tsubaki nodded: "His name is Fang Zuo."

"Oh...so, it's the Fang Zuo in your shop's name, right?"

"Hi!" Sannomiya Tsubaki bowed slightly again.

"He is such a lucky man. Where are you going now?" Fang Zuo asked.

"Oh, I have to deliver it quickly, otherwise I will miss the appointment." Sannomiya Tsubaki hurriedly wanted to take the umbrella.

"Where are you taking it to? Let me take it to you." Fang Zuo slightly retracted the umbrella, leaving Sannomiya Tsubaki empty-handed.

"That's not good. It's a waste of your time."

"It's okay, I'm just sitting around in this school to make up the numbers."

"Ah... so... then thank you. Please go this way, through the school, to the back door."

Fang Zuo held a big umbrella and followed Sannomiya Tsubaki's steps.

"Strange, why don't the wind and rain seem to be coming near us?" Sannomiya Tsubaki looked around in surprise.

As soon as I moved towards that direction, the wind and rain came from the other direction.

I changed the direction and the wind and rain changed again.

But now he seems to be hiding away out of fear.

"Oh, they are afraid of me." Fang Zuo said.

"Ha, it's obviously going to clear up." Sannomiya Tsubaki said, pointing to a small patch of light in the clouds in the sky.

"Really?" Fang Zuo looked and saw that the rain had indeed stopped gradually.

"Let's stop here. The rain has stopped." Sangong Tsubaki turned around and bowed deeply to Fang Zuo: "Let me go the rest of the way by myself. I really trouble you."

"Okay." Fang Zuo folded up the umbrella and handed it to Sannomiya Tsubaki: "Come on, Miss Sannomiya Tsubaki."

"Hi!" Sannomiya Tsubaki smiled and said, "I definitely will."

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In a manor in the suburbs of Tokyo.

Feng Hualian stood in the room, slightly bent over, facing the sofa respectfully.

"So... you are now the deputy director of the Exorcist Guard Agency." Ashiya Dosan said with his eyes closed while sitting on the sofa.

"Yes, I didn't expect that even though I was targeting Sakura Kurumi so much, she would still want me to be her deputy." Fenghua Lian nodded.

"That's great! A promotion will make things much easier for us in the future. We were planning on getting this position." Ashiya Dosan stood up. "Besides, since she transferred you to her side, she must value your abilities. Also, it means you haven't exposed your identity and aroused her suspicion."

Feng Hualian's body trembled slightly.

What does it mean to not reveal your identity and what does it mean to value your ability?

Yingkong Kurumi didn't know how she humiliated herself these days.

Originally, I just wanted her to replace the photo on her phone of her with her thong pulled down and her limbs spread wide open.

As a result, there are more and more photos of herself in her phone, and each one looks so exaggerated.

This damn Sakura Kurumi looks so cute, but how did she learn such sinister methods?

"Yes." Feng Hualian nodded respectfully.

She couldn't tell the truth. Once the Ashiya family knew that she had been exposed, she would be abandoned.

Then he and the only bloodline of the Shimazu family would be finished.

"Take this." Ashiya Dosan took out something as thin as a cicada's wing.

Fenghua Lian took it, a mask that depicted the appearance of a Japanese geisha.

"The artist mask can only be used once." Ashiya Dosan said, "On special occasions, when you put it on, you will become Sakura Sora Kurumi and can do many things."

Ashiya Dosan smiled slightly and said, "You two are about the same size."

Chapter 171 Morisawa Kana's Crisis

Saeko stayed in her apartment, feeling restless.

After such a long time, there was no feedback from any of the three disciple knights.

This made Saeko's heart hang in the air.

Did they complete their mission and go back?

It is possible.

This group of proud disciple knights only bows to the Archbishop and the Lord.

As an outsider like me, even a Japanese, I don't get any respect from them, so it's normal that they don't even say hello.

but.

If the mission was completed, why is there no news about Abe Nosuke?

The death of a member of Congress is big news.