Shoujo Grand Summoning

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Fantasy Township, Boli Shrine...

In the sky, Marisa drove his own broom and flew past at a very fast speed. He came over the Boli Shrine and jumped directly from the broom.

Regardless of his own skirt that fluttered from the sky, Marisa settled in front of the door of the Boli Shrine and pushed the door of the Boli Shrine.

"Hey! Spirit dream! I came to see you da☆ze!"

Sitting in the spirit of drinking tea in front of the table with the stove, as if I had known the arrival of Marisa, I took a look at the magical sand standing at the door, and then ignored the magical sand that opened my mouth and smiled. Have a leisurely drink of tea.

Marisa was petrified, and then she was stunned with dissatisfaction.

"Hey, I am kind to see you coming. You don't appreciate it. I still ignore me. Is this too much?"

"You also said, it is you who want to come to see me, but I am not asking you to come. I want to welcome you. It is my business. If you feel dissatisfied, you can go..."

"When you come to visit your friends, are you too cold?..." said Marilyn, screaming, throwing away the broom in his hand and striding to the opposite side of the spiritual dream and sat down.

"Just like your husband, the last time I went to see him, it was also bombarded by him for no reason. I hate it..."

"Tell you how many times, he is not my husband!" Ling Meng directly closed his eyes, holding a teacup, and drinking tea.

"And, compared with him, I didn't blast you out. Just ignore you, it's already good to you!"

"Just say that you are too cold!" said Marisa, the more angry, the more thirsty. Grabbing the teapot in front of you, I want to pour it into the cup in front of me.

"Give me a hand!" At this time. Just whether it was said by Marisa that it was too cold or that the relationship between being ridiculed and speechless was calmly dealt with, the dream of the face was screaming, and the sound of '唰' took over the hands of Marisa. The teapot is gone.

"You...what are you doing?..." Marisa was scared and almost jumped up, glaring at the vigilant look of her own spiritual dream.

"Don't you even entertain me with a cup of tea? Can you still be friends happily together?!"

"Do you think this is ordinary tea?..." Ling Meng slammed into Marisa, took a bag of tea from the oven, pointed at the label above, and said some flamboyant.

“This is the most expensive and highest grade tea in the whole world. It is the highest luxury brand!”

“The most expensive and highest-grade tea in the whole world? Is there a brand?...” Marisa stunned, and looked strangely to the spiritual dream.

“In the past, the Boli Shrine did not even buy the cheapest tea. Do you still need to bargain? How do you buy such expensive tea this time? What have you become so rich?...”

"Before, when I went to the Boli Shrine of Yakumo, I gave me accommodation...Cough and cough, when I came to the Boli Shrine to pay homage, I gave it to the incense!" Ling Mengzhi said, this is a very precious baby. I took the tea in my hand and stroked it with love.

"So, I bought a high-grade tea for luxury. Enjoy it..."

If this matter makes no words to know, it will definitely vomit.

Ling Meng does not say anything about accommodation. Should I not let others know that they live together in the Boli Shrine? ...

However, it was enough to give up the entire bag of gold coins, but to rebuild a whole bigger one, not to mention a few bags of tea in the district.

The spirit of Lingling has regarded the ‘buy tea’ as a “luxury”. Should it be a spiritual dream? Or should we have a good life before the poor spiritual dream? ...

Whether it is a trick or a pity, Ling Meng does not intend to let Marisa drink the high-end tea that he bought from his ‘luxury’. Waving at Marisa.

"I am going to enjoy this tea for a long time and I won't give it to you. If you want to drink tea, go to the warehouse and take a bag of cheap tea. Go to tea yourself..."

"You are too uncomfortable, right?!" Marisa couldn't help but shoot.

"Do you treat me like this, are you not afraid of me sad?!"

"Sad??" The spirit dreams like a strange word, pouting.

"Sadly this delicate feeling, how can there be a magic sand in the district?..."

"You...you..." Marisa trembled and his eyes burst into fierce light.

"Since the words are all about this, we only have a duel!"

"Don't!" The spiritual dream does not want to, and refuses directly.

"I don't want to do such a troublesome thing!"

"Then you are ready to pick me up with a magic cannon!" Marisa took out the gossip from his wizard's hat and shouted loudly.

"Let me solve your tea leaves! da☆ze!"

After hearing this, the spiritual dream finally has no way to remain calm, as if it was taken away by the sorcerer by Marisa, and the face was fiercely rushed to Marisa.

"You are a mouse! Don't touch the most expensive tea I have ever had in my life!"

"I don't care! A spiritual dream in the district! Give me your tea and die!"

"Give me a hand! It is innocent!"

"Ah--! You actually sneaked my chest for a pack of tea! Good! Look at me!"

"Oh wow! You, you, you, you...what are you touching?!"

"Cut... it’s so flat..."

"what did you say?!"

Suddenly, the lucky red and white and the unfortunate black and white first caused a dispute because of a pack of tea. Later, because of the dignity of women, hatred was also established. The two completely disregarded their image, twisted into a ball and rolled on the ground. It’s up.

It didn't take long for Lingmeng and Marisa's clothes to be messy, and the skirts of the body also flew up. The beautiful scenery began to be exposed. If a man was on the scene, should he see the blood spray? ...

The spiritual dream and the magic sand seem to be so insufficient, actually began to pick up the other's clothes.

Ever since, the red and white witch costumes and the black and white witches are flying around, just a short time, whether it is the spiritual dream or the magic sand, they will give the other party a glimmer of light, and they are all gone.

At this time, Marisa just seized an opportunity to ride on the soul of the dream.

"excuse me…"

Just as Marisa intended to make a headshot on the spiritual dream, and let the spiritual dream silence, a soft voice slammed outside the door, and the door of the Boli Shrine was slowly opened.

Lingmeng and Marisa were in a stiff state, just like the clockwork dolls. In the sound of '咔嚓咔嚓', they turned their heads and looked at the door of the shrine. In the next second, several figures were printed and two people were printed. Eyes.

One is to open the door, has a pink shoulder-length short hair, suspended in front of a line with a line of eyes, a pair of deep red pupils, revealing a stunned expression of the petite girl.

One is the girl with the pink shoulders and short hair, looking at the dream and the magic sand with curious eyes. There is also one eye floating in front of her, with a gray shawl with a light green shawl and a green pupil. Petite girl.

There is also one, the corpse is hanging behind the two petite girls, looking into the shrine's interior, watching the role of riding and riding, the soul of the dream and the magic sand, lazy A pair of burgundy eyelids appeared in a dull look.

A combination of a man, two women and three people stood at the door of the shrine, and with the petrified spirit dream on the spot and the magic sand, the scene was actually a static state of more than ten seconds.

It was not until ten seconds later that the ancient love of the face with a curious expression broke the silence.

"What games are you playing?..."

Gu Ming feels this reaction, and the face is red, and quickly caught the eyes of the ancient love.

"Love, you can't see!"

"Oh wow!" Gu Mingdi loved to struggle.

"Why can't you look at love?!"

"Yes! This is definitely not something you can't see!" Marisa jumped from the body of Ling Meng and hurriedly explained the sound.

"You misunderstood, the fact is definitely not what you saw, I just want to come with the spiritual dream!"

The whole audience, once again calmed down...

"Come on??" The eyes of the old-fashioned eyes that were squinting picked up their heads.

"No...nothing...It doesn't matter how many hairs you want to come..." Gu Ming said that he had stammered and said that he had reached out and shook the door of the shrine.

"We will bother you again, you will continue!"

In the shrine, the roar of the spiritual dream and Marisa resounded at the same time.

"All said that you misunderstood ---!" (to be continued)