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In the mid-air of the Boli Shrine, a figure is flying toward the Boli Shrine at an unhurried speed.

However, it is not so much a figure flying to the Boli Shrine, it is better to say that it is a figure riding on the broom, like a witch, flying through the broom to the direction of the Boli Shrine.

And riding on the broom is a girl dressed as a witch, but it seems very non-negligible.

A golden yellow micro-volume, long hair with long waist and fluttering in the wind, a side of the front of the bangs is braided in front of the body, with a bow on the plaque, with long hair swaying swing.

The girl was dressed in a standard black witch-like dress, but outside was covered with a white half-length apron with a large black triangle witch hat on her head, a large bow on the hat, and a bow. The color is white.

This is a girl who is similar to the Bollywood dream in every respect.

To carefully explain where it is, it is that Boli Ling dreams only two colors, red and white, except for the hair. This girl is only black and white except for the hair.

In fact, this girl is also called by people.

Unfortunate black and white!

The real name - fog rain Marisa!

In the fantasy town where the monsters are walking, the gods and fogs are also in the fantasy town. The fog and rain Marisa is extremely rare and has the power to match the monsters. The occupation is a man of magic!

and. I still have to worry about it all day, and I can’t wait to find someone or a monster to do the whole day, I really like the lively human...

"It's so boring, is there anything interesting happening?..."

Riding on the broom, like a witch, the fog and rain Marisa flew in the direction of the Boli Shrine, while sighing in a secluded manner.

"What is the difference?"

Change!

That is the event that allows Fantasy Township to fall into some abnormal state, a strange phenomenon caused by a certain existence or some existence!

These are strange events that are caused by human beings, or because of the environment, causing Fantasy Township to fall into an abnormal state. All of them are collectively called - change!

And solve the change. It is the manager of Fantasy Township. That is the work of the witch of the Boli Shrine!

This black and white witch who is flying to the Boli Shrine is also an expert in solving the change.

Of course, the so-called expert to solve the change is just because. The fog and rain Marisa is really too boring. Every time something happens, it will be behind the Bollywood dream. Even more proactive than the Boli Ling dream to solve the change to obtain the title.

This one is really in order to pass the time and fear the world is not chaotic!

Followed by greed and cheap, will be greedy, but it is very lazy Bo Li Ling dream. Except for the suits on the top of the clothing, a completely different person!

"I don't know if there is anything interesting in the Boli Shrine that was thrown in from the outside world?..." The fog and rain of Marisa was full of expectations, and he laughed.

"If you have one, borrow it with Lingmeng!"

The ‘borrowing’ here should be known to those who are familiar with the fog and rain.

The meaning is that, although it is borrowed, but in the hands of the fog and rain, Marisa, the things that are ‘borrowed’ by them are absolutely worthwhile!

Not only that, but the ‘borrowing’ of the misty rain Marisa is completely different from what others have said.

Her borrowing means that I don’t need the consent of the owner to take away what I want.

In other words, it is stealing!

Very simple to understand? ...

Ever since, the nickname of magic is actually a black and white thief's fog and rain. Marisa, with the help of his magical props, came to the sky above the Boli Shrine and descended to the front door of the Boli Shrine.

"Ling Meng!" After a loud scream, the fog and rain Marisa did not mean to knock on the door first, and directly opened the door in front of him.

"I see you... you... you..."

The sound of the rain and rain Marisa became weaker and weaker, and the expression on the face changed frequently. Eventually, it turned into a shocking expression.

"Merissa?..."

In the shrine, Boli Ling dreams panic, and the voice of horror also rang.

However, the voice of Boli Ling dreams from the ground.

In the eyes of the misty rain Marisa, at this time, Boli Ling dreams sitting on the ground in a wet squat.

Do not!

The right thing to say is that it is wet, so that the skin of the white scorpion is exposed to the air through the red and white witch costume. The tempting Bollywood dream is sitting on the ground, foggy rain. The body of a strange man that Marisa had never seen before, raised her head and looked at her with a sullen look.

Yes!

Sitting on the man lying on the ground!

Female upper man!

Extremely standard female upper man!

It was because of this scene that I was so embarrassed that the fog and rain that would never care about the details would be so horrified and that I would not react for a long time.

Foggy Rain Marisa and Boli Ling Dream are friends!

At least, the fog and rain Marisa think so.

Indeed, in the fantasy town, in addition to purple, dare to say that you know the most beautiful dreams of Boli, it must be fog and rain.

In the understanding of the fog rain Marisa, Boli Ling dream is not interested in anything, even has no interest in the identity of the 'Boli Shrine witch' status, only a lazy interested in money Guy.

Such a guy, nowadays, is sitting on a man in the way of a woman.

What do you think of the fog and rain? ...

She will think like this...

"Spiritual spirits... Spiritual dreams!" Trembling fingers, pointing to the Bollywood dream, the fog and rain, Marisa, screaming and screaming.

"You finally found out that you are a woman's vocation, intend to step onto the ladder of adults, continue the incense for the Boli Shrine?!"

The sound of the mist and rain Marisa has just fallen, and the head of Boli Ling’s dream has heard a bang, as if something has broken.

On the forehead, there was a blue vein, and Bo Liling didn't want to dream. He said a word directly toward the face of the fog and rain.

"Who is going to be so troublesome to have children?!"

Listening to the words of the thunder, the fallen Bollywood dream gave the voice under his mouth and spit out.

"It turns out that you already know that you are not the one who is born to have such a big thing as a child?..."

"What do you say?!" Boli Ling suddenly became furious, and lifted the powder punch and slammed into the silent chest.

"You can't do this big thing about getting a baby!"

"I can't do it!" There was no word and no fight, and I couldn't stand it.

"Speak! Do you dare to play a little bit more?! Give me up first?"

It is said that Bo Li Ling dreams that he not only has a close contact with the man under his body, but also twisted and twisted on his body, and what is cheap is occupied.

At the moment, Boli Ling dreams like an electric shock, jumps up, and opens a distance from silence, and yells at nothing.

"I am sure now, this guy is definitely a bad guy who broke my broom this morning for ten times and is destined to bring me unfortunate people!"

"Less!" The wordless climbed up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, picked up his mouth, and pointed his finger at the misty rain Marisa standing at the door.

"The only thing that will bring people unfortunate is that black and white!"

"You are the one! Your family is that!" The fog and rain Lisa was also angry, but soon curiously asked.

"In other words, you have the ability to let the spiritual dreams push you down, who are you?..."

"Magic! Li! Sand!" Bo Li Ling dream could not help but pull out his own coin, a wooden stick with two long strips of diamond-shaped paper on the top, angry Pointed to the fog and rain Marisa.

"Do you want me to take you back?!"

"I am not a monster, nor a ghost. What do you retreat to me?..." The misty rain Marisa was dissatisfied, but the next second she picked up her lips.

"However, if you want to fight with me, I am very happy!"

"you…"

"Don't you, you, me, me, mine, me!" He said with a word, one hand and one handed the Boli Ling dream and the fog rain Marisa.

"Come on me, where is the Red Devils!"

"You give me a hand!" Boli Ling dreams of struggling.

"Red Devils Museum?..." The fog and rain Marisa looked confused and looked speechless.

"Would you like to go to the Red Devils Museum?..."

"There is no time to tell you so much!" The faceless and impatient look at the fog and rain Marisa.

"You tell me directly, in which direction is the Red Devils?..."

The fog and rain, Marisa, smashed, reaching out and pointing in one direction.

"it is good!"

With the sound of such a sound, the three figures disappeared into the place and disappeared in the shrine... (To be continued.)