Thousand Blades of Death

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Ono Temple heard the words, his face flushed, panic said: "Eh?"

Seeing her like this, Miyamoto Ruri was speechless, "Come on, it looks like you can't do it anymore. I will come this time."

Ono Temple heard the words and looked at her in shock: "Xiao Li, you, you, you."

"Forget it, just give me a good face, and I will create opportunities for you. As for the guy, I will handle it. Although I am a little sorry for Tonghua classmates, this is no way."

"A gentleman? What are you going to do?"

Suddenly I heard such encouraging words from my friends. Ono Temple was flushed and her red lips were trembling slightly, and she nodded shyly: "No, no."

I have a bad hunch in my heart.

Miyamoto Ruri didn't care about Ono Temple's panic performance. A figure of music flashed in his mind. It is certain that a certain music likes Ono Temple. Although it is just a woman's intuition, the questionable one is Amano Mahara.

I haven't figured out what gourd is sold in his heart, so this time let me figure it out.

Miyamoto Ruri unconsciously lifted the frame on the bridge of his nose, and the pupils of the aquamarine flashed to explore without expression, and the cold frame flashed a chilling light.

Ono Temple looked at Miyamoto Ruri with a frightened face, crossed the forehead with many black lines, and looked at his expression, miserable.

Xiaoli must have been a real knife this time, an unknown hunch!

Onoji lowered his head, wanted to reject Xiaoli, and wanted to organize her plan.

As a result, before he could speak, Miyamoto Ruri covered his mouth.

Ono Temple looked at Miyamoto Ruri suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Miyamoto Ruri shook his head, "There is a voice."

Onoji heard the words, his pupils shrank suddenly, and shook his head subconsciously.

Miyamoto Ruri grabbed Ono Temple and walked quietly to the source of the sound.

"Ah, the development of the young master and his sweetheart is too slow. Let us help them this time."

"Yes, this proposal is good!"

"Otherwise it would be better..."

The sound became more and more ambiguous, and the sound of footsteps grew further and further away.

Master? Isn’t that just a piece of music?

Miyamoto Ruri pulled Ono Temple and followed.

Ono Temple looked helplessly at Miyamoto Ruri who was moving forward: "Xiao Li, isn't this good?"

"Hush."

The two followed them further and further away, further and further away, surrounded by houses of peace, unaware of their role.

"Xiao Li, is it too remote here? It's so big here, it's not good to get lost." Ono Temple looked at these secluded surroundings.

There was a trace of fear in my heart.

Seeing this, Miyamoto Ruri turned his head to look at Ono Temple, and a moist feeling came from his palm.

This was obviously due to the sweat from the fear, sighed, and poke her white face funny, "Got it, then you go back first, I will go to the toilet first."

"?"

Hearing Miyamoto Ruri said to go back, which made Ono Temple very happy, but when she heard that she was going to the toilet, her eyes dimmed.

Miyamoto Ruri, who almost became a roundworm in her belly, stretched out her fingertips and squeezed her small face: "Ono Temple will go back first, I will go back after a while, I said before I came out, I want to go to the toilet?"

"Really just go to the toilet?"

Miyamoto Ruri nodded blankly and calmly said, "Just go to the toilet."

After being said by Miyamoto Ruri, Ono Temple was successfully persuaded, and after hearing Miyamoto Ruri's words, he turned back.

Miyamoto Ruri stared coldly at her back.

After her back turned into a black spot and disappeared around the corner, she calmly turned and walked in a direction like a faceless expression.

Because of the delay just now, Fang Cai’s voice has completely disappeared, and Miyamoto Ruri can only guess the direction and seek away by intuition.

At this moment, she suddenly saw a figure passing by her eyes, followed with joy, and followed the other party into a place that looked full of antiques.

suddenly-

With a clatter, she stumbled to a place where her fingers could not be reached.

With a creak, the sound of the door locking came from behind.

Suddenly there was darkness in front of him, Rao was calm as Miyamoto Ruri, and was shocked by the sudden development.

The heart jumped wildly.

"Who is here?"

Exclaimed subconsciously.

A figure flashed in Miyamoto Ruri's mind before she clearly saw someone come in.

However, her question was not answered.

There was only silence in greeting her.

A gust of wind blew, Miyamoto's glass creeped, and a flinching, patrolling in the dark, his mind turning fast.

The wind indicates that the place is not completely closed. Looking carefully at the surrounding area, a faint light appeared within the sight.

Seeking away.

"Why are you here?"

A low, hoarse male voice came from around him, exclaiming Miyamoto Ruri's conditioned reflex, "Wow, ah, ah."

"Haha, it turns out that you are also sometimes afraid, I thought you were destined to be a calm facial paralysis."

Amano Hara looked funny at Miyamoto Ruri, who was covering his face with fright. A pair of black eyes shone brightly in the darkness, and his eyes looked straight at Miyamoto Ruri without any obstacle.

It's like seeing nothing in the dark.

Who was the master who heard the voice? Miyamoto Ruri brushed his hands away from his eyes, opened the pupils of the green, and met a pair of bright stars.

"Amanohara, what are you doing scary?"

After discovering someone he knew, Ryu Miyamoto quickly recovered.

The panic in Fang Cai's heart was like the wind passing without trace.

When the wild horse saw it, it boringly said: "It's not fun to recover so quickly."

Ruri Miyamoto heard the words and rolled his eyes, calm and without saying: "You haven't answered my question yet. Why are you here?"

Amano Hara saw her regained calm face and had fun together: "Well, guess what."

Because Miyamoto Ruri couldn't see clearly in the dark, he could only give the Amano horse a random look.

But sensitively felt that his fist was held in his hand, fixed, unable to move.

Amano Hara stared at the calm Miyamoto Ruri with a smile instead of a smile: "That's not the way to say hello."

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