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Shizuka Hiratsuka rolled her eyes: "It's boring, high school, how can there be no romantic love, you two are really boring..."

"Yuno is my family."

Mori Yuesha took a small sip of coffee, calmly: "Ms. Hiratsuka is...?"

When he raised his mind, Shizuka Hiratsuka put away his indecent look, crossed his legs and moved towards Mori Yuesha a few times.

"Do you have any questions about the holiday?"

Mori Yuesha held the coffee and blinked: "No."

"No?" Hiratsuka Jing widened her eyes and lowered her voice: "Isn't it strange, that day, the fog and the special police..."

pat.

Mori Yuesha put down the coffee cup.

"superpower…"

Whispering quietly, Hiratsuka Shizuka covered her mouth very cautiously, and raised her palms up: "I heard the principal's conversation, it seems to be some kind of 'ceremony'..."

Mori Yuesha repeated in doubt: "Ritual?"

For topics you do not want to continue, just repeat the last words of it.

Shizuka Hiratsuka nodded firmly: "It must be a superpower incident. Don't you know that many senior students have disappeared..."

Mori Yuesha was surprised: "Missing?"

"What's your answer?" Hiratsuka Shizuka crossed her legs seriously, and nodded her chin vigorously: "Oh, isn't it scary..."

Mori Yuesha sat upright solemnly: "It's terrible."

Hiratsuka Shizuo:  …

In fact, Mori Yuesa didn't want Shizuka Hiratsuka to touch these things.Although there was some unpleasantness with Yukinoshita Haruno before, but these have nothing to do with Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Ritual, mystery, order and chaos.

This is not like the passionate fantasy world in anime——

This so-called extraordinary ability will kill people.

"I think it's better for Hiratsuka-sensei not to know too much."

Mori Yuesha persuaded the curious woman: "Did you forget what happened to Fujimoto Matsu last time?"

Mentioning Fujimoto Matsu, Shizuka Hiratsuka even trembled uncontrollably.

Fujimoto Matsu...

Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled wryly: "I'm already a little nervous.

Seeing the white fog, and later, there were so many special police officers evacuating the crowd, I subconsciously wanted to explore and figure out everything behind it...

do you know?Our teacher has been notified that a week later, an announcement will be made on the grounds of 'fire'. "

Yes, can't resist exploring the unknown.

Mori Yuesha resumed the topic: "I heard from Yuno that it seems that in the second grade, more than a dozen senior girls have disappeared."

Shizuka Hiratsuka rubbed her knees bitterly, the corner of the woman's drooping mouth was reflected in the coffee cup: "There are the students I have taught..."

"After a 'fire', it's all gone."

"It's all gone..."

"Psychic crimes...horrible."

The woman with lingering fear spoke intermittently: "I checked the names of many people."

"Open..."

"Missing."

"Open..."

"Missing."

"Saki Nakajima is missing..."

"Seeing that Zhenli is missing..."

"Komuro Yota is missing..."

"Nita Satoru is also missing..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka calmed down a little hysterical mood, because of work reasons, some rough fingertips squeezed the coffee cup vigorously:

"I'm really scared. After opening your name, it still says missing..."

The voice trembled.

Sen Yuesha was silent.

"Fortunately, you're fine."

The two lowered their heads in silence.

After a long time, Mori Yuesha let out a breath slowly.

"Thank you, thank you Hiratsuka-sensei."

Indeed, as a teacher, the most painful and happiest things are all placed on his students.

She suddenly remembered the girl who once called her mother, although, after the incident, she had deliberately ignored it and didn't want herself to think about it again.

See you soon.

After a short time together, the girl couldn't make Mori Yuesha approve, or even attach emotions.

After all, with the gradual awakening of the body's blood, she knows very well that there is less and less room for emotions and human resonance-she has to choose carefully and reserve it for important people.

But at this moment, the girl was still a little bit blocked when she mentioned the true gift of seeing her early.Originally, she didn't care about many human beings, so why did she have to choose the ones around her to descend?

That silly girl...

Sen Yuesha gritted her teeth lightly.

Masquerade…

Well done to you dead.

At this time, the bright red blood shuttling through the blood vessels began to burn like a boil!

Layers of gold, as if appearing under the sun after being sieved for gold, shining brightly. In the heart, bursts of female proud voices kept echoing, stating something proudly and passionately.

——In a trance, she seemed to be sitting in a huge throne, staring at the crawling creatures at her feet.

Endless hurricanes and sharp snowflakes blew on the snow field in the corridor, and the deafening roar resounded through the sky, blasting the clouds and letting the blazing sun shine on the lady's hand.

Even the sun bows to her.

The gust of wind scorched the face of the traveler climbing the snow-capped mountain, harvesting human suffering like an imperceptible blade. On the top of the mountain, an ivory-colored shadow spread its wings to cover the sky, and its dark pupils turned to stare at , Then, the thick limbs suddenly tightened with force!

The dragon's roar broke through the thick clouds, and the incomprehensible words were instantly transformed into a gorgeous multi-suffix language. The female voice was not sharp, but young and active.

"The dragon rider in the snow fog, the mad princess awakened..."

'Your enemies will dance with dragon flames. '

On the left side of the throne, behind the girl, shattered ice rolled up like yellow sand, a tall man raised his head reverently, touched his chest with his right hand, and bowed to her.

His vast robes were hung with rich gold and jewels, sparkling and clanging.

"Your Excellency Silver Moon," the tall man spoke in a religious tone, as if reciting an ancient romantic poem: "Do what you want, and we will smooth everything for you."

'That's right. ' On the right, a figure dressed as a maid came to the throne at some point. She took a step forward and knelt down on one knee, with the silver trim intricately braided on the black skirt.The boots exposed the knees and blended with the back snow layer on the ground.

The maid looked affectionately at the person in front of her, not even realizing that fine snowflakes were falling on her golden head—she just stared at the figure on the throne with her dark blue eyes.

'You are the madman of the age, the black swan on the steeple, the eternal silver moon hanging above the concept in the spirit of all things. '

'We are forever waiting for your return. '

The goblin is lying on her lap, covered with a green princess dress, and is snoring leisurely, muttering in her small mouth, calling indistinctly 'queen', 'sha', 'octopus' - in the ice and snow, array The neat silver armor is set on the slender shadows, and when the scimitar is pulled out of the scabbard, the sound of "swipe" cuts through the vast snow.

The array sings in unison!

'Son of gold and silver! '

'Son of gold and silver! '

'A dimensional opera that walks in time series! '

'Son of gold and silver! '

'Mad Lord of Locks and Keys! '

'Silver Moon...'

'Eternal Silver Moon! '

The steam was steaming, and Mori Yuesha snickered while hugging the coffee, her black hair blooming like roses.

Yeah, it's getting more and more interesting...

Chapter 182 Chapter 56 The Ceremony: My Wife Yuno

Bang!Snapped!

Bang!Snapped!

The heavy clash of wooden swords.

The two figures intertwined quickly, the swords collided, and the sound of friction and panting entangled the girl's neck.

The white figure on the left, with sharp and decisive swordsmanship, is like a goshawk swooping down from a lonely cliff. While walking on the edge of danger, the decisive assassination is even more desperate.

On the right side, the person in the black Taoist uniform was dodging and counterattacking with ease while the sword light flashed.

Her messy moves and ignorant actions of holding a sword in one hand made the surrounding students notice at a glance——

This is a guy who has never been trained.

嗏

Obviously, that untrained black figure is suppressing the white on the left.