Tomoda Kotani, who was knocked away by the aftermath, was shocked. The blow that saved them came from their backs, but behind them were only the statue of the god and the child who was pulled by Komachi from the street.

This shrine serves the earth god and does not have the power of wind.

"Ah! Look, stinky brother!"

Lying on the ground, he managed to raise his head. Under the detection of divine magic, he was just an ordinary child with strong perception, spreading a pair of dark wings.

"Oh my God, Tengu?! Is this the power of blood?!"

Young Shota turned around and gave the ignorant brother and sister a look of disgust.

"Drawing people into the shrine without any explanation is low-grade;

The enemy is currently bickering and quarreling, which is inferior;

The combat method is so simple and childish that even a three-year-old child can see through it, which is inferior;

Looking at your hands, you must not have practiced the spells given by the gods properly. As clergy, you two are inferior!"

Tomoda brother and sister blushed, and when they were about to retort with some embarrassment, another pleasant male voice came into their ears.

"Don't always be a low-class person. After all, this is the territory of the gods. Be more respectful to the people who serve the gods.

Moreover, this town usually doesn’t see anything wrong at all, and the cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building is enough.”

"Who is it again?"

Brother and sister Tomoda helped each other get up from the ground, and suddenly a huge turtle carrying an ancient tree appeared before them.

There are two handsome young men on the turtle's back. The leader holds a knife in his right hand. He raises his left hand and releases two rays of healing power, pouring the breath of life into their bodies. Their spiritual and physical strength are on the verge of exhaustion.

reply.

"Hello, I'm from the Inari God's throne..."

"Ahhh!"

Um?

etc……

We can understand that the older young woman screamed, but why did your uncle also scream too?

Tomoda Kotani pushed his biological sister away, took out several women's clothing posters that he had never seen before from the only storage bag passed down by the Tomoda family, and said to him shyly.

"Princess Masako, I am your fan, can you sign your autograph for me?"

"Ah ah ah, stinky brother, take out the full-scale clay figure of Princess Masako that I have there and ask for it!"

"You go to the back of the line!"

"Wait a minute..."

Pingya people have dark lines on their faces.

"Masako...princess?"

"Yes, yes, this is the honorific title within the support club. After all, Masako-sama's mother is the eldest princess, and she was the princess in the past.

The princess used a dance to invite the gods to save the entire Tottori Prefecture. If such a feat had been achieved before the restructuring, it would have been a proper title of princess."

"That seems to make sense...wait!

Princess, you Miss Mary, this young master is the heir apparent, the heir apparent!"

"嘤嘤嘤......"

The 30-year-old uncle actually showed a heartbroken face perfectly at this moment.

Gan!

With goosebumps all over the place, he snatched the poster and signed his name on it.

"Take them and roll them behind me, Xiaohu, go help me... eh?"

"Well, Master Masako, Brother Xiaohu has just gone up to fight. Also, do you know Xiaogui?"

"That is my second disciple, Yingyan Yugui, the son of Chongtian Gaoyun's head of the Yingyan Mountain family."

"Eh?!"

Tomoda Komachi was shocked. No wonder Xiaogui looked unhappy when she first started to save people.

She thought it was a naughty child's arrogance, but she didn't expect that she was just being sentimental.

The complicated emotions made her bite her lower lip unconsciously. Ping Yaren knew what this enthusiastic girl was thinking at a glance.

"Don't blame Yugui, I have been following him. It was my idea not to tell you the truth..."

"careful!"

Xiaohu's extremely condensed blade cut open the waves of hair, and the blood mist was completely dispersed by Yugui holding the Tengu fan with tornadoes and flames.

But at this moment, Miss Mary, who had transformed from a Western doll into a Japanese puppet, suddenly disappeared and appeared above the smartphone speaking a fluent Kansai accent.

The black hair and eyes turned blood red and rolled towards the young man on the Tree King Spirit Turtle.

"Did being killed control your mind?"

Facing this murderous attack, the Pingya people only had disdain and a sneer on their faces.

"Guys like Zi Jing are indeed only a minority.

Don't crush it completely, I'll keep it for use."

With a low neighing sound, the gravity around the Tree King Turtle surged, and the hair and blood mist were forcibly separated.

The thick roots burst out of the ground and pounced on the black hair. Once caught by the roots, the hair would be swallowed up by the plant cells on the surface of the roots, and then pulled and dragged underground.

Even if the blood mist merges into the hair again in the next second, it is no longer possible to break free.

Even though her intelligence has been suppressed by murder, Miss Mary also knows that the amount of hair she took from the doll demon is definitely not as much as the tree roots in this place.

The blood-red eyes closed the wooden eyelids, and when they opened again, they turned green again.

The doll's body was replaced again, and its black hair suddenly separated and turned back into golden waves. Then it took off and tried to escape under the protection of blood mist.

Very wisely, Yuki's tornado and flames restrained the blood mist and hair respectively, while Xiaohu's knife simply split them completely. The strongest person hiding behind sealed a lot of its power without even taking a shot.

Where are the two late-stage foundation-building stages and a mid-stage foundation-building stage on the same level? How do you, master and disciple, want those two weak chickens to deal with each other?

Run away, run away, these guys are not normal people at all!

"Still want to run?"

Yugui spread his wings, and a large amount of spiritual energy gathered and transformed into wind-attribute spiritual power.

Random spiritual power turned into a blade and rolled into a dark wind tunnel, sucking in the blood mist. Not even Miss Mary's body could escape.

"Tengu's secret skill? Wind Blade Black Prison!"

As soon as she entered the wind tunnel, there was no possibility for Miss Mary to turn around. Bloody Cherry Spirit Locks flew out one after another. She saw that it and the wind prison were sealed together into a red and black turbid gem.

If you look closely, you can still see the scars cut by the wind blade on Miss Mary's delicate smiling face.

…

After the battle, Tomoda Shrine was in a mess. Tomoda Komachi played with the gems and worshiped his idol even more.

Ping Yaren, who was helping them reconstruct the magic circle and sort out the ground, turned back and took a deep look at the brother and sister, already making a decision in his heart.

Yugui and Xiaohu had just asked the brother and sister that there were indeed cases of missing children in the surrounding towns, but they did not appear many times in their town, and they were almost certainly encountered by those unscrupulous human traffickers, and most of them were recovered.

Such obvious information was revealed like this. He didn't know whether the brother and sister were pretending to be stupid or really stupid. But judging from the uncontaminated power of the earth's veins under the shrine, there was nothing wrong with the gods here, so the brother and sister should be.

no problem.

Put away your spiritual power and perception.
Chapter completed!