"Let's go, go back~ The Samuel Mountains are a good place, we lived there recently!"

... Ellen is afraid that he has the heart to hack you to death.

Shen Changlin, who was drinking Coke, twitched the corners of his mouth.

Shaking his head, he followed behind him, and bought a lot of fun things to go back.

Shen Changlin and Fuxi were not very suitable to live in the Samuel Mountains often.

Although the gray fog had no substantial effect on the two of them, there was no spiritual energy in it, and they could not practice in it.

So, the mad young Chu built another small villa in a small wood on the outskirts of the small town of Seria.

Spacious and bright, Yilin looks out to the water.

In the middle of the two villas, there is an alchemy door that can be opened and closed at any time.

The alchemy gate is a gate of the two-eighth scriptures.

It's just that on that door, the alchemy illusory door, which was teleported by the spiritual force, was sealed.

So, pull, push, open and close.

Just across the entire bay, from one end to the other in an instant.

Simply not too convenient.

They are convenient, and Alan is afraid that he will be **** off.

Alan, who just came back, didn't notice anything wrong at first.

Until Juvenile Chu opened the door with a squeak, took out a lot of books from his room, waved at him with a smile, and walked back with a squeak.

Only then did he realize something was wrong.

Try to push it away.

With this push, his face turned green.

Unable to control his violent temper any longer, he pulled out the cross sword behind his back, and it was a sword against the door.

but--

The aggressive sword seemed to cut cotton.

Needless to say, it was bounced back.

Let's squat, and sit on the ground, the sword in his hand is thrown off.

...

! ! ! !

"Chu - Jun - Gu!!"

A murderous roar exploded throughout the Samel Mountains.

The frightened gray fog retreated a bit.

Ellen, who was mad and mad, jumped up from the ground with a swish.

He picked up the cross sword, opened the door and jumped in.

He kicked open the door here, and gritted his teeth and roared at the boy who was reading leisurely in the courtyard:

"Damn it! What have you done!!"

"Nothing to do~"

The pure and well-behaved boy looked up from the book and gave him a strange look.

"Did you eat dynamite? So hot?"

Why is he just eating dynamite?

He literally ate the atomic bomb!

Allen held the sword and pointed back at the door that opened on the wall in the utility room in the courtyard.

His face was ashen.

"You are here, what do you mean by opening a door into the mountain range? Don't you think the monsters inside can't escape!?"

"I can't escape."

The young man blinked at him, serious,

"There is an isolation formation under the wooden house in the mountains, a shielding formation on the alchemy gate, an alarm formation, a destruction talisman and a meltdown formation here. The Eastern formation is combined with the Western magic formation, and several insurances are superimposed and replaced—"

"Unless the level is high enough to kill me, and the same thing as me is compatible with fellow practitioners, the monsters won't be able to escape, so what are you doing?"

"..."

Allen looked blank.

"Oh, like this?"

"if not?"

The young man Chu glanced at him with disgust.

"You pointed your sword at Ye, do you want to fight with Ye?"

...

No, I don't want to fight you, I want to beat you hard!

The kind of beating that you can't get up!

Allen put the sword back in his back expressionlessly, walked over and sat down.

"Why do you open the door when you have nothing to do?"

"The sun outside is good, and the scenery inside is good. The two sides look at each other alternately, can't you?"

... what kind of neurotic thinking is this?

It's sunny outside.

But the scenery inside is so good!

Confused, Allen poured a cup of tea and stared at him gloomily.

"You deliberately didn't draw that gray magic circle well before, did you?"

Just rush him to the alchemy gate that can be connected for a long time, even permanently, with such a long distance.

If he still believes that the magic circle he painted before is useless, there is a ghost!

"Oh~ I was discovered by you? What can I do? Do you want to silence~~"

The young man who smiled Yan Yan looked at him with cold eyes.

Behind him seemed to be fluttering, a pair of black demon wings.

Evil and indulgent.

Allen's body tensed, and the goose bumps on his skin were also fried.

He subconsciously reached out to draw the sword, but was stopped by him.

He took a breath, keeping his eyes closed.

It was as if he didn't expect him to have such a dark side.

"you--"

"...Don't play around with people, do you want him to take you as a monster?"

Shen Changlin, who came back with fresh vegetables, gave Chu Juvenile a twitching look at the corner of his mouth.

How could this person do something wrong when he was caught empty?

See who wants to play tricks?

Want to be beaten and wanted or what?

The Chu teenager blinked and squinted with a smile, his whole body stretched into a bow full of Pastor Allen.

Shaking the little devil's tail behind him.

"Just kidding, don't be afraid~"

! ! !

He and I--

calm down.

I am a pastor.

Be calm.

He's a bear boy, don't know him in the same way.

Be calm.

Alan, who is working hard to build his own psychology, has the blue veins on his forehead jumping out.

Hands clenched into fists, blue veins bursting.

She pursed her lips tightly, not letting herself speak foul language.

I am a good person.

I am a good pastor.

I cannot commit the crime of rage.

Nor can they commit insults.

clam down.

Fuxi, who followed Shen Changlin, came back with the fruit in his arms.

Looking at it, the angry priest exploded on the spot, but he was patient.

He calmly retracted his eyes.

Well, the past of Uncle Shi, the past of Shen Changlin, and the past of many, many people.

got used to.

Look, Shen Changlin is used to being angry.

Allen took a deep breath.

"So, you really can draw that magic circle?"

"Of course I can."

The young boy Chu, who was shaking the little devil's tail, looked at him strangely.

"Can't you also draw? It's just a magic circle. Can you draw just by copying and copying?"

...that's not what he meant!

Allen pressed his right hand with his left hand, calmly not drawing his sword.

"What I said is that the magic circle you drew can be used?"

"sure."

...So this bear boy, was he really deceiving people before!

Allen's temples twitched, and he continued to breathe calmly.

"So, is that magic circle a summoning circle?"

"Forget it, a big ghost drilled out of it, just like this-"

He looked at the young Chu who made people angry.

With a smile, he opened a handwritten book with a sense of age and some damaged cover pages.

He pointed to one of the monsters, which was covered in human hands, but withered like a dead tree branch, with countless bandages on its face, no nose on its face, and a big mouth and one eye.

"Hey, that's it."

Alan looked at the monster.

"One-eyed monster, Moujiela?"

Not listening, he frowned.

"Where did you find this book?"

"In your study."

The young man Chu gave him a strange look.

"Have you never seen it?"

"no."

He shook his head.

"I haven't found this book."

"Oh, then maybe it was stuck in the crack of the wall and you ignored it."

"...You, seriously?"

Alan looked strange.

How to put books in the cracks of the wooden house?

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