Remnant Blood Player

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　　 No one knows who critical is, including all the members of the angry team.

　　 Clark had only seen that person's back, in 1997.

　　 "Let's go up." Marger greeted Shang Jun and stepped up the steps leading up to the upper level. Lianna followed closely. She was the protagonist of this matter and must follow.

　　 Ralph took out a cigar, took a sip after it was lit, and looked at the building in front of him, lost in thought.

　　 "Nothing will happen, right?"

　　 "Are you talking about Lianna or your Haruko Miss." Clark joked.

　　 Ralph smiled helplessly, "I mean Alphonse. It may be instinct. I always feel that he is going to make trouble."

　　 Shang Jun stared at Marger's **** on the stairs with dissatisfaction.

　　 Why did she come to take such a risk, she really wanted to shout out these words, but because Lianna was behind her, it was not easy to attack.

　　 When she thought that she might come into contact with the rumored Iori Temple, she felt a sense of tension as she was approaching the execution ground.

　　 "That...... Iori is at home now?" Shang Jun asked.

　　 Lianna said: "He only has this time every day at home."

　　 "Is it accurate?" Shang Jun also had a illusion that he could not touch Iori Temple.

　　 But Lianna ignored her.

　　 Malger stood in front of a door, looked at the number 306 on the house number, and nodded to confirm that it was here.

　　 He took a pen from his pocket and knocked on the door.

　　 In a short while, the door was opened, and the blood-red hair of Iori became bigger and bigger in the eyes of everyone.

　　 With an indifferent look, he looked at Malger who was disturbing his rest outside the door.

"Who?"

　　 Marger raised the pen in his hand and said with a smile: "Your fans, sign a name."

　　 Ioriyan’s main business is band guitarist, and the band he is in has a lot of fame abroad.

　　 However, due to the relatively low-key behavior of the group, few fans come to ask for autographs.

　　 Iori didn't make any waves, and wanted to close the door, Lianna stood up from behind and shot against the door.

　　 "Long time no see, Iori Temple."

　　 A few minutes later, they stood in the room of Iori.

　　 His home is empty, old and deserted, with no lights on. The owner of the room seems to hate light, and prefers to look at things with the moonlight from the windows.

　　 Maljie leaned against the wall, arms crossed his chest, scanned the surroundings, and said, "Mr. Iori, your house is dilapidated."

　　 Iori ignored him, keeping his eyes on Lianna.

"where are they?"

　　 Lianna pointed to the ground, "Downstairs."

　　 The exchange between these two people made people anxious, and it was too short of words.

　　 Lianna went straight to the subject, "I need your help to suppress the blood runaway."

　　 Iori said indifferently: "By strength."

　　 Understatement, invisibly forced, Marger saw his final form from the Iori.

　　 Lianna sighed softly, "Do you know critical?"

　　 Iori glanced, "Know."

　　 Lianna said: "He once suggested to General Hadillon that my blood of the snake will be out of control after 1997, and you can solve this problem."

"I never knew about this." Iori said: "He gave me something back then, and said that in a few years someone would come to me for this thing and help me with something. If that person is you, then you can Help me?"

　　 Lianna was stunned, she had no ability to help Iori.

　　 "The two of you will wait first." Marger stopped their conversation like a scripture, and said, "Who is that critical?"

　　 "The old acquaintance with only one side, helped me, nothing more." Iori pointed to Marger, "Who are you?"

　　 Malger smiled contemptuously, "All-knowing and all-powerful God."

　　 Boom!

　　 The dazzling purple pounced on Marger, and the hot flames collapsed the entire wall behind him.

　　 Iori was close to him, and the endless cold made Marger almost afraid to move.

　　 "I didn't joking with you, you have the same feelings as critical, and I hate that guy very much."

　　 has the same feeling as Critical... Marger's brain is running fast, and he comes to the only conclusion-Critical is really the player.

　　 But the top priority is to appease the Iori.

　　 "I can help you." Malger said in a deep voice.

　　 Iori frowned, and the blue flame on his body was instantly extinguished.

　　 Maljie said urgently, "I know where Kusunakyo is."

　　As soon as these words came out, the two plot characters, including Lianna, were suspicious, and Iori flashed a fleeting flicker in their eyes.

The representative of 　　 Kusanakyo, is also the soul figure throughout the entire series, the first actor in the true sense.

　　 is comparable in strength to Iori-an, defined as one of the strongest people below the top.

　　 Contrary to the Cang Yan in Iori Temple, his ability to control is Chi Yan.

　　 At the same time, it is also the enemy of Iorikan for life.

After Orochi was sealed in 1997, his physical strength and strength were reduced due to the impact of Orochi’s First Battle. He was secretly caught by the Sound Nest organization and copied his DNA to create a cloned Kusana Army. At this moment, Kusana is at the Sound Nest base, but No one knows which sub-base of Sound Nest is.

　　 The current Iori is looking for the missing Kusana. His purpose is simple and simple, just want to do a fight without any problems.

　　 So Malger’s words successfully aroused the interest of Iori.

"Say."

　　 The Eight Gods can be expressed in one word, absolutely without two words, as if you say one more word you will lose one year of life.

　　 "Sound Nest."

　　 Maljie learns the appearance of the Iori, and also keeps the words to the minimum. This is a master of pretending to be the world, and he must study hard.

　　 The two looked at each other. After a while, Iori said: "Where?"

　　 Marger said: "I only know that there is a sub-base in Tokyo, so I can go there and ask."

　　 Iori took out the potion bottle filled with red liquid from the drawer and threw it to Lianna, then stood in front of the wall that he had destroyed, stared at Marger, and said, "Lead the way."

　　 "Also." He turned his head and stared at Lianna with sharp eyes, and said, "I don't know what this is. Use it if you find it useful."

　　 After all, he jumped from the hole in the wall and landed firmly in front of Ralph and Clark.

"Your instinct is correct... Alphonse really did some trouble." Clark didn't know what happened in the house just now, only that the blue flame of the Iori destroyed the wall, and the one standing in front of him at that moment A bad guy is likely to be bad.

　　 He and Ralph were ready to fight, but Iori ignored them, stepped forward and left them in the messy wind.

　　 Although Maljie wanted to go to Lianna to see what the bottle of medicine Iori gave her was, he really didn't dare to let the uncle wait any longer, so he stood in front of the broken wall like a cat.

　　 "Miss Shang Jun, let's go together."

　　 Shang Jun smiled, "Ha... this can only be done. In a disguised form, I ask Iori Temple to go to the sound nest base to support my little brother. To be honest, I have changed a little bit for you.

Marger looked back, his eyes bright, and he said in a deep voice: "Me too, Miss Shang Jun... Why is he the same player? He hates me, and hates the player called critical, but treats you like no one. ?"

Shang Jun was taken aback for a moment, but soon a smile returned to his face, "I don't know if the critical is a player, but Iori ignored me. It may be because you all have the same traits, such as strange personalities. Of course, it may be. Because I’m pretty, but don’t you think you have too much suspicion?"

　　 "Perhaps." Marger smiled contemptuously, learning Iori also jumped off the floor.

　　 Then fell a dog to eat shit. chaptere