"Are you convinced?" Han Yan didn't expect the movement to be so fast.

"This is a photo sent by a colleague." Lao Xu turned his phone back with a serious look on his face, and saw a scattered apartment in the picture. The light inside was dark and the scenery inside could hardly be seen, but the only thing he could see was the scarlet in the darkness and the bloody smell that seemed to have scattered from the screen, which made people shudder.

Hero stared at the screen and looked at it a few times: "Sure enough, this is an unavoidable matter."

Lao Xu clenched his fists: "This residence is a light novelist's apartment. The environment has become so bad that he probably has..."

"There are so many dangers." Hero hugged his knees: "This is something that I had expected in the morning. On the contrary, it only happened so far, which surprised me. This is probably enough to prove that the overcome princess was not happy to summon too many characters that could not be controlled."

“What is the purpose?”

"She probably cannot free the object she controls the summoned, but she can roughly judge the position of the other party discovering it. However, this is also random. She cannot arrive at the first time. It depends on fate. In other words, it depends on fate to win over new characters. This is a good thing. But now this character does not seem to be a junior who is easy to get along with..." He Luo was interrupted by Lao Xu before he finished speaking.

"I don't want to ask this!" Lao Xu punched the table. Compared to worrying about his personal safety, he was more angry and angry about his fatigue. If he could take care of the other party earlier, he could save his life: "What I want to ask is... Since you have guessed, why didn't you say it earlier, if it was earlier..."

"This is a random probability." Han Yan said; "I have also thought about this. No one can guarantee that his writings are all gentlemen and no violent people. Since he has described this kind of character, he naturally bears this risk. Even if he predicts in advance, a weak and ordinary person who is invincible and murderous character will have no resistance."

Lao Xu slowly let go of his fingers: "We are going to find this character, it is impossible for her to continue to harm others!"

"We also want to confirm what purpose she was for killing people. If it was because of madness, it would be impossible to forgive me. But if it was fun to kill people, it would be worthy of the crime." Hero stood up slowly, and she changed into the girl's beautiful clothes early, put on a baseball cap to hide her ears and tail. Pangren only thought that she was young and charming, and it was hard to find that there was a difference.

Han Yan also stood up, he lowered his head and noticed the girl who sat upright without making a sound or responding: "Mami?"

"Ah...I'm fine." She patted her dress and wanted to stand up.

"You don't have to go." Han Yan sighed in his heart when he saw this and pressed her back to his seat: "You can rest at home today. Just leave this reconnaissance to us. I guess you were very tired yesterday."

"But if it weren't for me, you would meet those people..." she stumbled and argued.

"It's okay, with Miss Hero, although she beats her, she has a chance to escape." Han Yan comforted: "Besides, with my poisonous milk halo, a mouthful of Eastern secret power can keep us safe and worry-free."

The senior sister did not stand up again, but just nodded slightly: "I will prepare the sweet black tea waiting for you to return."

She really didn't want to be enemies with those people anymore. If she was a witch, she would really blame herself in her heart when she went to the dangerous ordinary people. So she could only wander again. She probably admired the three people in front of her for her own hope and would not hesitate to be enemies with others for her own hope, and would not hesitate to deny violence as a negotiation method. This arbitrary and strongness is something she cannot understand now.

The so-called reason for protecting the world is too ethereal and erratic. Hero and Han Yan can deeply understand this because of her and his special identity experience. This is not Bamami's fault, but she has not given up on her innocence and chastity.

So she is the real magic girl. (The experience of being tricked is constantly overlapping)

...

Time passed slowly, and in a flash, it was already from noon to the sunset.

In a prosperous trading street, a girl walked out of a high-end market. Although she was not old and had a young age, she had a special temperament. She had a beautiful appearance, and her black hair was tied into braids. She did not have an orthodox ponytail, but was hanging from her shoulders and placed in front of her. Her body was subtle, as if the lotus root arm would be broken with just a little effort. The black silk definitely made the crowd talk nonstop.

The long black hair like a waterfall covered the left eye, revealing the cheek on the right side. The pupils of her eyes were watery and profound, which further enhanced her charming temperament. Just one interlaced look was enough to make ordinary men feel absent-minded... Such a mature temperament was found amazing on a girl. Everything about her seemed to be covered with a veil, and the keen show off in front of others was bound to be a real side.

She was confused and noticed along the way, and her eyes met with certain men. Those men were all dressed in a beautiful way and seemed to be difficult to mess with. They just took a look and secretly withdrew their vision, like cowardly rabbits. This gave some people the courage to dare to chat with and even touch them. She carefully avoided and walked into a path that was rarely visited.

There were as many as five or six people following behind them, and they didn't seem to be a gang.

After turning three turns, she entered a dead end and stopped. The few people on the back followed with malicious intentions. They thought they were hunters, and they felt sorry... Just when evil thoughts overcame their sensuality, the girl stretched out dozens of white arms in the extended shadows in the sun and pulled them into the quiet black shadow. The shadows were rippling like water marks, and a loud sound of taste came from the air.

Five or six adults died suddenly, without a complete body... If these people knew about it, they would not have to write a miserable word on the girl's legs.

"Although there is food at noon, people here seem to have more time and taste much better. It's really impossible to stop by yourself." She twisted her body enchantingly, feeling the bloody smell penetrated into her heart, sighed with satisfaction, touching her lower abdomen, and frowned slightly: "Sure enough, I want to enjoy a few more meals. I just came to a new world, so I'm not too proud to be targeted by the hunting dog."

Looking at the bloody ground, she sank into the darkness, passed through the wall that could not be surpassed, and came to a path leading to the suburbs of the city. It was quiet and uninhabited. This was not a burnt area, but there should be some pedestrians.

"Fresh." The girl whispered, looking back at the pedestrians, and when she turned her head back, two figures appeared on the road without a single person.

I paid farewell to Misaka Mikoto and Sakata Gintoki throughout the day.

Sister Pao was still flashing with crackling electric sparks around her. Gintoki Sakata was shouting that the lollipop was sucking sounds, and walked forward, as she seemed to have no regard for the other party's careless movements.

In terms of style, their dressing has not changed at all. They look inconsistent from beginning to end. Some costumes are good in animations, but it is indeed impossible to release them in reality.

When the girl saw the two of them, her eyes lit up, as if she smelled the bloody sand fish. When she heard the disciples in the cafeteria, she stared at the man and woman, and formulas flashed in her eyes - the nutrient cost in these two people was extremely high, many times stronger than the few fish just now, and at least one hundred times more. As long as she ate them, she would have to spend more than a few years, and she would not have to shoot one shot and save one shot!

It’s best not to even go to your head, just swallow it in one bite, and there’s no need to overdo the material.

The girl licked her lips, changed into a smile, covered her murderous intent, and stretched out her hand to say hello: "Hello, this kind of dress is really fashionable. I wonder what to do with Xiaojia?"

Mikoto Misaka frowned slightly. Her intuition reported that the Ka-chan in front of her was definitely not so easy. She was a superpower herself, and her seemingly weak body had the power to destroy a legion.

She carefully said: "Start, do you understand what kind of environment you are in now?"

"Well..." The girl shook her head gently.

"It is not impossible to start with the explanation of the status, but I want to explain it before this." Misaka Mikoto expressed her opinion directly: "If you refuse to stand on our side, you will be an enemy. Now you need to be chosen."

"Do you want to be a murderer? Facing an ordinary girl with bare hands?" The girl showed a worried expression.

"Yes or not, it doesn't matter. For me now, it doesn't matter to be a murderer." Sister Pao said slowly: "This place is a place of gods, a world inhabited by the gods who are greedy and entertaining. In short, it is the world where the so-called creators exist. Whether you or I, you are all book agents. If you are dissatisfied with the past experience of the world you are in, you can change it through the creators here."

The girl frowned slightly, her expression changed slightly, but she did not respond.

"If you have any hope and regret to finish the film, you can join forces with us. Even the established facts that have happened in the past can be changed. As long as those gods really have the heart..." Misaka Mikoto clenched her fists, she couldn't help but her tone became stiff when she thought of a man holding a typewriter: "Is it clear? If you understand, reply to me."

"It was so. In this way, this is the world of gods. What the man said may not be true..." The girl held her cheek with her fingers, looked at her, feeling the smell in the air, every inch of detail: "Although it is unbelievable."

"It is easy to know your identity. The carrier novel animation with you as your character will be played. If you don't believe it, you can go through the web search, as long as you are happy to form an alliance with us..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl showed a strange smile, which seemed kind, but there was a different look in her eyes: "Of course I believe it... This world seems to be beautiful, but, in this way, I can't go back to my own world, which is troublesome. I have something very nervous to complete, and it would be bad if I can't go back."

"So, let's finish your hope here! Just find the creator..."

Mikoto was interrupted for the second time as soon as she finished speaking. The girl showed a regretful expression and said leisurely: "I'm afraid that's impossible."

"Why?" This time he spoke was Gintoki. He pressed Toyako on his waist, his tone was deep and his shoulder muscles were a little tighter.

"Because I have seen that creator, he is really a very violent person. When I see me, I feel like I am crazy. Even when I speak, I don't understand him. I think he is a lunatic, so I hope to ignore it, just..."

"only?"

"I'm a little hungry." She licked her lips: "So, I ate it~"

"Eat..." Gintoki and Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but be surprised for a moment. This verb might not be suitable for people.

The girl quickly laughed and said, "Of course it's a joke, why do you have to look serious?"

"I can't hear the meaning of joking. You have the feeling of blood." Yin Shikyu slowly pulled out the wooden knife from his waist and carried it on his shoulders, his eyes were depressed. He had already judged that the person in front of him could not become a companion, nor would he accommodate him. That was... a murderous evil ghost wearing human skin.

"The taste of blood? How can it be? I can't smell it." She lowered her head and leaned over to check whether the blood was transmitted from her clothes, and whispered in a low voice: "We were very careful and dodged just now."

"What I mean by blood does not mean the true smell of blood, but the sight of you emitting from it that is not human. Although Yinsang is just a useless uncle now and everything is not good, he was once an outstanding soldier. On the battlefield, there are also an alien killer, and there are not many famous generals and Badaozhai among them. Except for not winning or losing with a man with a scorching hair, all of them are under my sword without exception."

"Why are aliens? What the hell is Badaozhai!"

"There are aliens in my world, okay!"

He raised the wooden knife and pointed to the girl in front of him whom I felt pity. In the eyes of Sakata Gintoki, there was a distorted soul below her surface: "Like them, you are all evil ghosts who live by devouring your life. If you don't devour others' lives, you will feel that you are still alive."

"Wait, Gintoki, this may not be necessary..." Misaka Mikoto also wanted to confirm the other party's wishes, and the essential harmony prompted her to say this.

"Even if we want to swing the world and rewrite the past's mercy wishes, but if we are with her, we will only fall into a pure murderer." Sakata Gintoki's tone was filled with sighs. He didn't say anything, that was that he vaguely glimpsed the past from this girl, and became a humble evil ghost of Yasha Rakshasa for revenge. This is extremely stupid, but once we fall into it, we can't extricate ourselves: "If you are not a nameless person, but an evil ghost, your name must be like thunder in the original world."

"Hmm? It's really a vivid way to catch up. Uncle. If you really want to know, it's not impossible to report you." She slowly lifted the bangs that covered her left eye. Looking from a distance, it seemed that it was just a rare heterochromic iris, but in reality it was not an eye, but a clock, constantly running, as if she was confessing her time for me.

With her index finger, she bowed slightly to the ceremony: "Tokisaki Kurosan is an elf. In the original world, she is a pitiful, lovely and hateful murderer."

"Not human things." Gintoki confirmed that she did not realize the so-called elves, and she looked completely different from the elves in Western legends.

"Is that so? But it's hard to see a cute girl on the surface. Do you really want to... kill me? Just your slow wooden knife? If you replace it with a real sword, I will retreat three points. Is it impossible to get along well with you?" Sure enough, Tokisaki Kurosan also saw through the essence of Sakata Gintoki. The useless uncle hidden under the surface of the fire-extinguishing samurai soul and the bloody experience of the murderer ghost.

There is an inexplicable telepathy between the murderer and the murderer, which can also be very similar to the cause and effect between the substitute envoy.

"About, let's go back, Mikoto, this is not a battle you can interfere with." Gintoki stepped forward. When it was time to move forward, he would not be a turtle with the young girl: "It's just that my old bones still have to exchange warmly with the young girl. It's a very tiring thing, oh, little girl, are you ready to be penetrated by my slow sword?"

Although he finally said dirty jokes, his fighting spirit and murderous intent did not decrease sharply. He probably did not really want to kill him. He was thinking about knocking her out and tied her back to let Jun Ji exil to the hope of the world of wishing. Unfortunately, the elf in front of him was a clear immortal master. Even Bai Yasha, who was standing at the peak of human force, might not win her. I am afraid that she would be killed by a kite.

"Although I have no fun with the uncle,..." Kurosan Tokizaki's eyes faintly flashed with desire: "Do you look the best?"

"I'm afraid you'll get a bite of salty taste. My waste uncle's meat is not delicious. If you're really hungry, I won't mind treating you to eat this. This is my love knife made of the diamond wood of the border planet, called the Demon Knife Broken Star! When you were traveling through the practice, you got it from the Toya Lake fairy and bite it twice, so you can save your teeth in this life, because... you never use tooth decay or toothless!"

Lake Toya rises, and Gintoki Sakata gradually draws the gap closer. There is no cover in the surrounding environment. The only thing that can be done in the empty garden is hand-to-hand combat. Investigating the opponent's physique should not be a good player in melee combat, in case of any special abilities, and strive to end the battle with one blow.

"I haven't been serious for a long time. I've used you as my opponent and I need to use angels."

Tokisaki Kurosan's smile was filled with madness. She raised her palm, gradually clasped her five fingers, and said, "Shenwei Lingsuit·Sanfan (elohim)!"

The red and black Gothic dress wrapped around her body. Her transformation did not have the long journey of Sailor Moon and Magical Girls that always dragged on time. The Gothic dress is usually more suitable for petite girls, and the colors are mostly cool and dark. However, this piece preserves the style of Gothic dress, while reducing the coverage of the body surface, revealing the shoulders and front closure, and adopts red and black colors, revealing an indescribable madness.
Chapter completed!