[Comprehensive] Dark Benmaru?Try Suzuo

"Giotto!!!"

There was a tragic howl in the corridor, and even Giotto on the third floor could clearly hear the cry of Lan Bao who was running on the first floor. He rubbed his sore forehead, stopped the pen still writing in his hand, and silently Counting one, two, three... Then Lan Bao pushed the door open with a bang.

"Lanbao, I've said it many times, if the door breaks again, you will have to pay for it." Looking at the crumbling door with distress, the door creaked and finally closed slowly, Giotto looked helplessly. Lan Bao, "Tell me, did Spedo fight with Arnold? Or did G unilaterally quarrel with Yuyue? Or did Nucker go to church to pray and didn't come back? No one played with you anymore?"

"No, it's not!" Lan Bao looked extremely flustered, his pupils widened as if seeing something terrifying, "Yes... it's Spedo who's going to fight with Mr. Tuanfan! "

Lan Bao went around the castle a few times today as usual, and finally went to the newcomer's room, and continued to study the weapon of the newcomer Tuanfan. He tried to bend his index finger and tap twice, and the edge of the fan made a crisp sound. sound.

Metal?It doesn't seem to be the case. Sapphire prefers that this is a new type of material, such as minerals that do not exist in this land in Italy?Looking at the fan, the red three-gou jade is symmetrical on the left and right. Lan Bao remembers that gou-yu has a special meaning in Yuyue's hometown?

Taking a small notebook to record his own judgment, when Lan Bao was quietly approached from behind, he was really taken aback.

"Wow! I didn't mean to touch your stuff, sorry!"

The frightened Lan Baobao spoke a string of fluent Italian. After he stopped, he realized belatedly that the other party was a pure Japanese who didn't understand Italian. The cheat sheet, stumbled and organized a sentence.

"I... want to see... your fan?"

Lan Bao waited anxiously for a reply, he almost closed his eyes nervously, he had heard about this man's heroic fighting posture from Giotto, it was definitely not something he could beat!Watching the man anxiously, he nodded, and after the shadow over his head disappeared, he let out a long sigh.

So, why a Japanese looks so imposing, obviously not 180!

Lan Bao continued to squat on the ground, fiddling with the fan. There was the sound of Mr. Tuanfan moving quietly behind him, until the ear-piercing sound of chair pulling exploded in his ears, he turned his head in amazement, and saw Si who were confronting each other. Pedo and Mr. Tuanfan.

Spedo is sure that there is no one in the castle today, Arnold, who he hates, went back to his intelligence department, Nucker went to the church as usual, Uzuki and G went out for a mission, and there is probably one Sapphire left Will go to pester Giotto.

There were accidents, he saw Lan Bao in the room of his target character, and still decided to carry out his exploration.

The fog-like purple gas floated rapidly along the floor, bypassed the corners of the chair, and went straight to the back of the black-haired man.

"Stab!" It was the sound of cloth being torn, and the man's evasive action moved the chair behind him, and he simply kicked the chair into an empty corner, without even looking at Spedo at the main entrance .

The Vengley fog guard at the door turned into mist and dissipated, and his real figure appeared in the corner. Nufufu smiled a few times, and Spedo split the stool in two with a sickle in his hand, and said firmly: "You really know Where am I."

Taking the visible range of this room as the venue, under the influence of Spedo's mental power, the scene inside the house gradually collapsed, the wooden floor split into pieces and fell into the abyss, and all the furniture on it floated up.

"Ahhh!" Lan Bao screamed to ensure that a low cabinet next to him floated together with the cabinet in this completely collapsed room.

No matter how many times, he can't stand the illusion pollution when Spedo uses his ability. For Spedo, there is no friendly protection at all, okay?Except for Arnold, who is more sensitive to illusions, and Giotto, who is immune to illusions, who dares to stand beside Spedo who uses illusions!

When Lan Bao yelled, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mr. Tuanfan walking around him as if walking on the ground, holding the fan and sickle floating in the air in his hands.

He...is he unaffected?Lan Bao watched the black-haired man walk away again. In Lan Bao's eyes, the place he stepped on was nothingness!How did he not fall?Didn't he feel weightlessness?

Useless?As if seeing something strange, Spedo added a lot of pillars of fire and thorns to the man's way forward with malice. This kind of harm is real in the eyes of people with unsteady minds, but for this man a little Without any influence, he calmly stepped on the thorns and passed through the pillar of fire.

In the eyes of the black-haired man, he can indeed see the illusion used by Spedo, the illusion built in this room. In fact, nothing has changed on the tables, chairs, walls, and floors. What has changed is only the world that your spirit refracts in your eyes. .

It can't be called inferior, but it is indeed a superior illusion.The dark-haired man didn't know where his criteria came from. He rushed towards Spedo with his weapon in hand, and the edge of the round fan touched the scythe.

Spedo thought that this man had the same physique of ignoring illusions as Giotto, so he wrestled with the black-haired man with a sickle, changing the sickle into a spear from time to time, and gave the man a sudden blow.

The sickle hung on the opposite long | gun and brought his weapon to the right, leaned down and hit his left knee, and gave Spedo a heavy blow in the abdomen. Spedo, who was retreating repeatedly, stopped his pace with the long | gun, Choose to give the opponent an illusion.

The spike-like ice flew all the way to the black-haired man, just when Lan Bao thought the man would ignore it like before, he put the round fan behind him, got a few strange marks on his hand, and spit out a huge fireball from his mouth It collided with the solid ice and swallowed the ice instantly.

The evaporated gas filled the entire space, and Lan Bao couldn't see what happened next. He only knew that someone kicked the cabinet he was holding, and then he flew straight towards a solid wall.

"Ah! Don't!" Lan Bao closed his eyes, but there was no pain as expected. Instead, he sat down on the ground in the corridor, still holding the cabinet in his arms.

Eh?He came out?Lan Bao looked in the direction he came out, there was the door of the room, but it was hidden under the effect of Spedo's illusion, Lan Bao only thought it was a wall.

"Wow, now is not the time to think about these things." Lan Bao suddenly threw away the cabinet in his hand, staggered up from the ground, and ran towards the upstairs where Giotto was.

He didn't know what Spedo was doing to hide the fight in the house, but he had to find Giotto to stop the two of them!

"Nufufufufu... so you are not immune to illusions, you are a warlock?" Thinking the fireball used by the black-haired man was a means of illusion, Spedo became interested again, "A warlock from Japan?"

The black-haired man didn't respond to the title of warlock in his mouth. He just raised his chin slightly and pointed at Spedo with the front of his fan. Spedo couldn't understand the Japanese he spoke, but it didn't matter, it was probably an invitation to fight .

Just when the two were about to wrestle together again, an orange flame rushed in from outside the door, accurately pinned down a certain mushroom head, and slammed his head against the wall.

Smiling kindly at the black-haired man, the blond-haired man rolled his blue eyes, ice began to freeze from the place where his hand touched Spedo's head, and a lifelike ice sculpture appeared in his hand a few seconds later.

"Sapphire, throw it in the courtyard to let him melt naturally, remember to find a place with shade."

"Yes... yes!" Lan Bao hurriedly dragged D·Ice Sculpture Spedo outside, saying it was resistance, but in fact it was dragging on the ground, leaving a long water stain, He dragged and said, "Hey, I know Giotto will be angry, why do you want to die? Isn't it good to live?"

Hum Chi Hum Chi dragged the ice sculpture to the shade of the tree, Lan Bao looked back at the crushed grass, and decided to deduct the pot to Spedo, and let him pay for the maintenance of the turf.

"I'm sorry, D is more suspicious." After hearing what happened from Lan Bao, Giotto rushed down from upstairs and threw Spedo out who caused trouble.

The black-haired man nodded, and found a seat to sit down again. In the entire room, except for the split chair, there was no major loss.

Giotto also blamed Spedo for the loss of the stool, and after closing the door to leave room for the dark-haired man, he bumped into Lambo, who had just returned from the outside.

"Tell me about his fighting style, just tell me what you see."

"Dim sum! It's dim sum!" The brown-haired child happily tugged at the corner of his partner's clothes while facing the various dim sum in the window, "It looks delicious! Look, there are patterns inside the candy , that’s love, right? Right?”

"Be quiet..." Tightening the cloak on his body, the boy with short black hair felt that the eyes of passers-by were all focused on them.

The brown-haired child turned a deaf ear to it. He blinked and found that there was a very beautiful woman in the shop. He even leaned on the window: "Is it the dim sum made by □□□? I want it so much!"

"Baoding, the general didn't give us any other money... Besides, when you go back, you can find Candlestick Cut or Gexian. You always like the dim sum they make." The black-haired boy dragged weakly. Stop the companion who wants to rush out.

"It's different, it has a different meaning!" The brown-haired child shook his head, crossing his hands in front of his chest, "This is the real one, and it can't be replaced by Xiaoguang from Xiaozhen's family!"

Righteously speaking of his beliefs, the waving of his arms when he spoke made the candy-colored armor in the cloak peek a little, and he could vaguely see a dagger hanging from his waist.

"Yes, but before that..." The black-haired boy grabbed his companion and ran on the street, walked straight along the front road, turned to the left at a corner, and stopped there Put out a fighting posture, "Someone is following us."

In the dark environment, the blade reflects white light.

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