What is the experience of simulating a fairy?

The Takiyashime, who didn't know whether it was true or not, still had her back turned to him and didn't reply.

Forehead.

Huang scratched his head awkwardly, then stretched out his hand, ready to pat her shoulder.

However, at this moment, Takiyashahime suddenly turned around.

"you are."

When she turned her head, her long hair flew up and almost hit Huang's face, so he quickly took a step back and distanced himself.

Ara slowly opened his eyes when he saw Takiyashahime's face.

The temperament of this mortal woman.

It actually looks a bit like Amaterasu Omikami!

——They all have stunning looks and exquisite facial features, but their eyes are firm, not at all like the gentle and kind-heartedness of most female gods.

All in all, very aggressive.

No, no.

He quickly shook his head vigorously to get rid of a bunch of distracting thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind.

How can I compare Amaterasu-sama with an ordinary mortal?

Huang wiped his face, lowered the corners of his mouth, and put on a serious expression:

"You're asking the wrong question.

“I saw clearly just now that you have been following me.

"Tell me, what is your purpose!"

He turned up the volume, trying to sound authoritative and angry.

At the same time, he also observed Takiyashahime carefully:

Although the expression on this woman's face is relatively simple, it does not feel illusory. A simple inspection with spiritual vision does not seem to be an illusion.

Looking around, there was no one acting suspiciously.

Even the chirping of birds has gradually returned to normal, and the jungle is still full of life.

Could it be that I am too worried?

This Takiyashahime blushed and asked timidly:

"You, are you really a god?

"I actually met God?"

She kept twiddling her fingers, a little panicked.

Not far away on the top of a mountain.

Shen Lue held a dream-eating tapir that looked like a little suckling pig in his arms, and used its power to create a huge illusion that enveloped the entire area.

As his level increased significantly, the illusion he created became more and more real.

I have to say that this guy Huang still has two skills.

The psychic power is level 105.

Moreover, there is a lot of dangerous aura in his body. It is probably a magic weapon brought from Gao Tianyuan, which can be used for self-defense or offense.

Roughly speaking, it is difficult for the erosion of unclean power to take effect easily.

And if he was defeated and interrogated, who knows whether this kid would be so angry that he would explode and die in the line of duty. In that case, it would be troublesome.

So if you want to tell the truth, it's best to borrow illusions first.

According to the current situation, it is completely possible to frighten the shortage for a while.

The real Takiyashahime stood next to Shen Lue, with her hands on her hips angrily.

She poked the dream-eating tapir with her spear:

“I said you’re a sleeping pig.

"When did I end up acting like this?"

Hulu~

The dream-eating tapir snored, bubbles coming out of its nose.

It must be in a deep sleep when casting the spell, otherwise it will not be able to sneak into the enemy's consciousness, so even if it is poked in the head, there will still be no movement.

"All right."

Takiyashahime covered her forehead:

"For Lord Yaqi, I will temporarily sacrifice my image."

In the jungle.

Seeing "Takiyashahime"'s expression of admiration, Ara couldn't help but raise his chin proudly.

He can feel:

This kind of admiration has a kind of sincerity that comes from the heart.

It is the most real and instinctive reaction of an ordinary mortal after seeing God.

There is a fundamental difference between him and those guys in Takamagahara who are flattering and blowing rainbow farts very deliberately.

So he said patiently:

"My name is Huang.

"He is the leader of the divine messenger from Gao Tianyuan."

Hearing this, Takiyashahime opened her mouth in an O shape in an exaggerated manner, and repeated what he said in stunned silence:

"Huang, the leader of the gods.

"Then you must be very powerful, right?"

Huang raised his eyebrows:

"I can barely count it as powerful, but there is still a big gap compared to Sanguizi, but if you have any questions about the practice of Shinto magic.

"It's more than enough for me to give you guidance."

Takiyashahime asked in disbelief:

"Is it really possible?"

"certainly."

After receiving a positive answer, she hurriedly stepped forward, as if she couldn't wait:

"It's like this. My psychic level has been stuck at Lv. 91, and I have encountered a bottleneck that is difficult to break through. There has been no progress for so many years.

“I didn’t expect to encounter an opportunity like today, so.

"Please give me some advice!"

Huang looked her up and down, then suddenly stretched out his right hand:

"Give me your wrist."

It is difficult to break through the level. In addition to innate aptitude issues, the most common reason is that the way of operating psychic energy is not scientific enough, so you can know it by feeling your pulse.

Takiyashaji pursed her lips and smiled: "Is that so?

"Then please."

She rolled up her sleeves and placed her smooth and white wrists in Huang's palm.

The moment he touched his wrist, Huang's eyelids jumped slightly.

Slightly cool and very soft.

Talk about it.

In nearly a thousand years of my life, this is the first time I have encountered a woman’s body!

Thinking of this, Huang actually became a little nervous.

Plop!

Plop!

He could even hear his heart beating faster in his chest. This was the first time since he was born that he had such a strange feeling. It was indescribably wonderful.

Deep in Huang's pupils, a rich purple-black color gradually began to erode.

His consciousness slowly blurred.

Behind them, the goddess envoys grinned in disgust.

Mr. Huang, why did he suddenly hold the hand of that mortal woman!

And he didn't say a word.

Wouldn't you enjoy it very much?

God Messenger A puffed up her cheeks and her expression became more lemony. She couldn't help but stepped forward and asked:

"grown ups.

"My lord, can you hear me?"

They called several times, but received no response from Huang.

Mountain top.

The dream-eating tapir suddenly opened his eyes, and the demonic butterflies lingering around him went back through his nostrils:

"Master Baqi, with the help of your power, I have successfully hypnotized him."

Shen Lue lowered his head and looked at Huang, who was in a daze at the dummy.

Hehe~

The most outstanding new generation god of Takamagahara

That's it?

Sure enough, it's not a good thing for the head teacher to ban dating. If Amaterasu had given this boy more work, he wouldn't have been controlled so easily.

The dream-eating tapir turned around:

"Sir, I will take you to invade his subconscious."

"good."

Shen nodded slightly and then closed his eyes.

Whoosh——

The surrounding illusion changed for a while, and Shen Lue's consciousness sank. He soon successfully entered Huang's inner world with the help of the passage built by the dream-eating tapir.

Shen Lue looked around and found that this was a very clean space, but the surrounding walls were all painted pink.

"Ah this."

Pink boy heart?

In the center of the space, Huang's consciousness sat quietly cross-legged, drawing circles on the ground with his index finger.

He muttered:

"Hey~ It's so boring."

Shen Lue stepped forward, squatted down and said hello:

"shortage."

Huang's conscious expression was dull, he raised his head and asked: "Who are you?"

Shen Lue laughed very elegantly and easy-going:

“It doesn’t matter who I am.

"I came here just to ask you a few questions."

Huang pressed his chin with his hand, and under the state of deep hypnosis and the erosion of unclean power, even with the powerful strength of Level 105, it was difficult for him to resist.

He agreed without warning:

"Okay, you ask."

Shen slightly stretched out a finger:

"First.

"Where are the other fragments of Izanami and Izanagi?"