People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Fang Zuo flicked the two sisters' pink cat ears.

He explained the situation to the two sisters who were covering their ears and had watery eyes.

Walked out of the cat cafe.

A lot of thoughts.

The cat sisters have mostly human blood in their bodies and are just experimental subjects, so they naturally cannot sense the abnormality tonight.

But I believe that many Onmyoji and big monsters can feel it.

Even some ghosts.

When Fang Zuo walked on the streets of Shinjuku, he could clearly feel that things were different from usual.

Although it is still a neon night with bright lights and wine.

There are still young girls and boys, gathered in groups of three or four, laughing constantly.

But I only walked two or three hundred steps through the short Kabukicho.

It was obvious that many of the 2D girls who were soliciting customers became extremely excited, and even many men who came up to ask about the price had red eyes.

It seems that he has some demon blood.

And from all directions in Tokyo, dozens of evil spirits rose into the sky.

From time to time, it would fall down wrapped in the moonlight in the sky.

Even in the distant and secluded places, a lot of strong resentment began to emanate.

Fang Zuo sneered.

All kinds of monsters and demons came out.

It seems that the Tokyo Police Department will be busy today.

Return to Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

Fang Zuoyi walked in.

A gust of fragrant wind came.

Shiraishi Nagihiru was wearing a home T-shirt and a pair of ultra-short jeans.

He happily trotted over barefoot.

A pair of increasingly large monsters stretched the T-shirt tightly.

Throw yourself into the man's arms.

She put her arms around the man's waist.

She pressed her little face tightly against the man's chest.

Deliberate for a few seconds.

Smelling the man's scent, then separating with satisfaction.

Then stand on tiptoe.

She put her arms around the man's neck and kissed him deeply.

After they separated, she gave the man two light kisses on the corners of his mouth.

"Come here and try it." After Shiraishi Nagimitsu squatted down to help Fang Zuo take off his shoes, he hurriedly pulled Fang Zuo to the table.

The table was piled high with shopping bags.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu opened it and took out everything.

A few T-shirts and casual pants, a suit and shirt, and a sweatshirt.

"Try it and see if it's suitable." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said this, but stopped Fang Zuo from taking action.

She came up to him and unbuttoned Fang Zuo's clothes one by one with a pair of small hands.

He looked at Fang Zuo's body with a fascinated look.

The eyes are full of charm.

She bit his shoulder hard with her teeth and then chuckled.

Pick up the T-shirt and give it to Fang Zuo.

"Where is Oda Yui?" Fang asked while changing his T-shirt.

"She fell asleep and didn't even have dinner." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said as he helped straighten her T-shirt. "She told me today that she practiced her posture all afternoon at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo, and she was so tired that she came back, showered, and went to sleep."

After putting on the T-shirt, Shiraishi Nagimitsu took a few steps back and nodded with satisfaction.

"How do you know my size?"

"How could I not know your size?"

Shiraishi Nagi's charming eyes were watery, and her fair and delicate face revealed the mature charm of a beautiful woman.

She leaned close to Fang Zuo's ear and whispered, "How could you not know the size? I know the sizes of all places."

She pushed the standing man to sit on the sofa with both hands.

Then she gracefully straddled him and put her arms around his neck.

A pair of huge things pressed tightly against the man's chest.

After being squeezed and deformed, most of the softness overflows.

Whispered in the man's ear:

"Now Nunu, try on the pants for size."

Not only did he not even try on his new pants, but even his new T-shirt was torn.

The back of Fang Zuo's new T-shirt had been torn several times and was thrown aside.

Shiraishi Nagi's snow-white skin is covered with purple bluish light.

A layer of shiny sweat seeped out of her plump and smooth skin.

Under the light, she looks even whiter, more attractive, mature and tempting.

She was curled up in Fang Zuo's arms, holding one of Fang Zuo's arms contentedly.

Even the arms can be completely wrapped in softness.

Only occasionally would the swollen skin touch his arm, causing Shiraishi Nagimitsu to frown slightly in pain.

But I enjoy the feeling of pain.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu talked about what happened in the past few days in a disjointed manner.

Watching the man listening carefully, my heart felt as sweet as honey.

"So that Abe Nojaku is starting to play tricks on you now?"

Fang Zuo smelled the faint peach scent on Shiraishi Nagi's body and stroked her shoulder with his left hand: "Do you need me to help?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head and bit the man's arm gently with his teeth, very confident:

"My man isn't needed for such a small matter. I want to see how many tricks she can come up with."

"What's more, with the funds you gave me, I will be able to wipe out the trap she set for me."

Inside the Exorcist Police Station under Tokyo TV Tower.

Kishida Hanyu is having a headache.

Today is his first official day in office.

But once night falls, it's like winning the jackpot, and cases start happening more and more.

Various demons and ghosts appeared all over Tokyo and violently injured people.

The team members here are all slow in doing things, and they remain indifferent even if I put on a serious face.

Either they make excuses not to go on the police call, or they don’t come back even after going on the police call.

They are all imitating their boss, Sakura Kurumi.

The deputy captain of the Exorcist Guard was actually handling paperwork in the office at such a busy time.

But I clearly saw her cutting her nails from outside the window, and when I went in, she was looking at documents seriously.

The nail clippers were not even put away, but placed openly on the table.

What made him most angry was that a police officer named Fujinohara did not come to work overtime.

Shibuya Yoyogi Park.

In the basement of Abe Nosuke's big villa.

The ceiling of the huge basement has been moved.

Bright moonlight shone in.

Under the rich moonlight.

Shi Gen's dragon-slaying formation is operating violently.

Chapter 83 Remarks on the launch

Hastily put on the shelves.

This is the first time I'm writing a book, and I don't know anything. Thank you all for your support.

First of all, we will never cut the books and will not let everyone down for their subscriptions.

I will definitely finish it.

There are many things that are not written in the beginning that cannot be changed, and if they are changed, they will be reviewed.

I think it got much better afterwards, you can try it!

I hope that those who have read this far can give it a chance, you will definitely not be disappointed!

Various pictures will be inserted starting from the third chapter. If you don’t understand it at the beginning, there will be three content-related pictures in each chapter.

Very grateful.

Sincerely, thank you everyone!

The entire conceptual framework is complete.

From the initial struggle of immortals against the root cause of the disappearance of spiritual energy, to the struggle of monks as spiritual energy gradually disappears in modern cities.

And even the final fate of the monks.

But my writing skills are limited, so I found the most clever way to start.

No matter what the results are, I will definitely finish this book.

In order to ensure the quality of updates, the number of words per day will be 7000, no less and no more.

I will also release some more writing once it is on the shelves.

Come as you please.

Thank you again for your support!

Chapter 84 The Resurrection of Asahara Shoko

The police officers of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department are all spontaneously speaking up for Deputy Sakura Sora Kurumi.

Where can I find a boss as good as Yingsora Kurumi?

She is the first to rush to the front when there is danger and take the blame when there is a blame.

Not only does he never seek credit for himself, he also never cares about the little thoughts of his subordinates.

Even if she caught a criminal herself, she would give the credit to the police officer who was on duty with her.

He also often paid out of his own pocket to improve the meals for his subordinates.

The most important thing is.