50. Quarrel(1/3)
"Fujiwara Juno and the others have arrived in Kamakura?" Miko Kamiya asked Himemiya Shiroya.
"arrive."
After half a month, when she saw Ji Gong Shiliu Ye again, she seemed to have nothing happened, with sunglasses on her collar, but she didn't even look at Yuan Qingsu.
Shen Lin Yuzi nodded and said, "Then let's go too."
"I've got the car ready, I'll drive this time."
"Not the last RV?"
"I felt uncomfortable sitting in the RV, so I threw it away." Ji Gong Shiliuye said lightly.
Yuan Qingsu stood silently and listened to the two of them talking. They walked outside and he followed behind.
After the five words of Shen Lin Yuzi and Ji Gong Shiliu Ye were finished, there was no sound between the three of them.
The new car is a red sports car, with 2-door, 4-seater Aston Martin, with a very narrow back seat.
"Are you sitting in front or behind?" Shen Lin Yuzi asked Yuan Qingsu.
"The air in the back is not good." Yuan Qingsu groped for a while, put down the passenger seat of the passenger and got into the back seat.
In the driving seat, Ji Gong Shiliuye wore sunglasses, tapped the steering wheel with both hands, and looked at Yuan Qingsu through the rearview mirror.
Because her nose and chin are well proportioned, she is very beautiful wearing sunglasses.
"The trunk of this car is very big," said Jigong Shiliuya.
"Thank you, no need." Yuan Qingsu replied.
The two of them talked for the first time in fourteen days.
"What are you going back? I'm not talking to you."
"I'm not talking to you either."
"You still talk to yourself?" Ji Gong Shiliuye sneered sarcastically.
"You are only allowed to talk to yourself?" Yuan Qingsu asked retortly.
"I'm talking to Yuzi."
"Stop talking to yourself, go." Shen Lin Yuzi sat in the passenger seat, closed the door, and fastened his seat belt.
It was still raining, and the sports car crushed the muddy road. After walking straight for 180 meters, turn left and enter Zhongshan Road and head towards the capital elevated road.
There was brisk music in the car, but it seemed as quiet as if it was dead.
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Kamakura, Enoshima.
It was raining on the beach, even on June 19, I still had to wear a thin coat at night.
"Brother Qingsu and the others are coming soon?" said the sweet-looking Yuan Qingmei, the small living room of Hotel No. 134.
"Counting the time, there is still half an hour." The person who answered was heroic and handsome, and it was Yuan Qingyin.
"Ah" Genkimi stretched her waist, her clothes slid, revealing her cute belly button, "I can't bear to leave it when I think it's over."
After Genhosu knew that the Nine Group would be gathered in Kamakura, he instructed the three of them to travel around Tokyo, and then on the 19th, he happened to travel to Kamakura.
The three ladies who look like college students travel together and will never be suspected anywhere.
As for Yuan Yongde, as an experienced practitioner, Yuan Qingsu asked him to find a way himself.
"As a result, my mission and you were not completed." Fujiwara Juno shuffled the card.
Three people playing cards on the glass table of Pirates.
During this period, she has been more or less integrated into the modernization of Tokyo, wearing white short-sleeved and blue jeans, and a cardigan on the outside.
But every word and action is still generous. Anyone who reads it will know that this is from a well-educated family.
"You said," Genkimi leaned forward, "We took the initiative to ask Brother Qingsu to ask for the "Master of the Great Sun Tathagata". Will he teach us?"
"Who knows?" Yuan Qingyin took a sip of the juice.
Fujiwara Juno put the sorted cards on the table: "You guys had an unhappy relationship before, it might be difficult."
"Miss Fujiwara doesn't understand me now." Kiyoshi's beautiful voice interrupted the three of them's plans to start the next game.
The three of them looked in the voice.
Three people walked in from the entrance of the hotel.
A fairy with a plain expression, like a fairy from heaven;
A innocent and charming face, with sunglasses on her head, looks like the most beautiful beauty in the world, with thin white fingers, and playing with the car keys expressionlessly on her face.
Following the two of them was a handsome young man with a smile on his lips and a spirit that made people unable to move his eyes.
This hotel, which is not luxurious or simple, instantly lit up a little because of the arrival of the three of them.
Yuan Kiyomi and the other two looked not bad, but compared with the three in front of them, they were a little worse.
"Brother Qingsu~" Yuan Qingmei stood up.
The other two also stood up and saluted Shenlin Yuzi and Jigong Shiliu.
After saying hello, he ordered a drink, and the six of them sat down again.
In the three-sided living room with a concave shape, Yuan Qingsu and Shenlin Yuzi sat on one side, Yuan Qingmei sat opposite the two, and Ji Gong Shiliu Ye sat alone on the upper head.
"Thank you for your hard work," said Yuan Qingsu.
"It's not hard, travel is also fun." Genkimi Genko answered as a representative.
Yuan Qingsu nodded, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.
"Now we can tell you the purpose of coming to Kamakura. According to the information we have received, the Shinto Nine Groups will appear in Kamakura tomorrow." He said.
The three paused for a while.
"We want to wipe them out?" Yuan Qingyin asked tentatively.
"That's right." Yuan Qingsu nodded, "There is some danger, but it is still within the controllable range. The leader of the ninth group was handed over to Miss Shen Lin, and the three thousand sons of Yagyu were dealt with by Shiliu Ye, and the rest were ours."
"Did you take action too, Brother Qingsu?" Yuan Qingmei was stunned.
The other two were also surprised. As people who had other plans for Yuan Qingsu, they naturally understood his cultivation.
I started practicing in April, and it has only been two and a half months today.
Yuan Qingsu put down the coffee cup, suddenly raised her hand, her arms were like sickles, and her black divine power was as cold as ice, cutting it towards her brain.
The incident happened suddenly, but Genkimi had participated in the [battle] after all. The cherry blossom-colored magic power was like a faucet, moving as she wanted, gathering in her arms.
"Bang!"
Hotel No. 134 shivered slightly.
The boss in the bar pressed the table and looked at the ceiling: "Earthquake?"
"How about this move?" Yuan Qingsu asked with a smile.
Everyone looked at Yuan Qingmei's hand, and a lace-edged sleeve was opened, as if it was really cut by a sickle, revealing a thread of white skin.
Genkimi looked frightened, Genki, Fujiwara Juno's face was unconcealed astonishment.
Although it was a sneak attack, it was beyond imagination to break through Yuan Qingmei's defense after two and a half months of cultivation.
Not to mention that after breaking through the defense, only thin clothes were cut, but not even a red mark was left on the delicate skin.
How is the specific cultivation level? Because the fight is short and I can't see clearly, but Yuan Qingsu has more than three people in control of divine power.
However, because of the huge monster's size, most practitioners only focus on power and do not care much about the fineness of power.
I just don’t know whether the power and fineness are promoted simultaneously, or only the fineness is paid attention to.
If it is the former, then his ability is too beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"Before the war, I will teach you the "Mahagata Mantra" that will only be distracted. After the war is over, I will tell you in full, so that you can also give an explanation when you go back."
"Thank you." The three of them had not yet come back to their senses from the shock they had just now.
The cultivation of divine power cannot be seen in a great way. The actions just now are enough.
Sometimes you don’t even need to do something, you can see the details based on your words and deeds.
Awakening of abilities and words and deeds will naturally reflect this person's talent.
If a person is indecisive, his ability must be small and he cannot achieve great success.
"Miss Fujiwara is confused?" Genyusu noticed that Fujiwara Juno had been looking at him with strange eyes and asked.
"No, no." Fujiwara Juno lowered her gaze and looked at her slender legs.
The boss walked out of the bar, holding a towel in his hand, and saw that everyone's cups were not overturned due to the earthquake, and they went back.
"Then everyone get off early tonight," he said.
"Yes." The three of them stopped playing cards and stood up to go back to the room.
To be continued...