In his previous life, Roger had heard some rumors about island countries and received a lot of poisoning from special images.

What kind of mixed bathing, mixed living?

Hehe, they are all lies.

No matter what others say, Roger thinks that as long as he hasn't experienced it personally, it's all fake.

After dinner, he returned to his own room, and he tried to contact Uma.

As the master, Roger felt that it was necessary to teach this willful maid a lesson.

Although this job is simple, Roger believes that anyone will choose a beautiful woman with bright eyebrows and white teeth, rather than a big and thick man.

It has nothing to do with some impulses, it is entirely because of aesthetics.

Roger didn't know how Uma communicated with Rimu Qianxia. He always felt that the girl looked at him with a strange look.

Of course he was still very satisfied with Uma's arrangement.

If Western extraordinary people pursue the purity of blood, then in the East, at sunrise, the path to entering extraordinary is completely different.

There are no knights, no warlocks, no vampires and druids.

The real core here is Onmyoji.

This is recognized as the most powerful extraordinary person, followed by the witch samurai.

The caster improves his spirit and drives spiritual power. No matter what profession the extraordinary person is, he will eventually be unable to avoid one thing.

Guardian spirit.

This is as important as pale blood, and it is their core and fundamental.

Roger needs to find a way to change the energy characteristics that disguise himself while waiting for the news.

And turn him into an Eastern extraordinary person with spiritual power.

"spirit."

Roger reached out to outline a word in the air. This calm house gave him a strange feeling, as if this land had some ability.

And that shrine.

Without the rash use of the migration function, Roger did not have any idea of ​​searching. This was his first night at sunrise.

There is ample time.

For him now, the most important thing is adaptation.

Roger didn't care too much if he couldn't contact Uma. He closed his eyes and recalled the sword skills the girl practiced in the martial arts field.

The movements were clear and clear, and the muscle tremor could not be hidden from Roger's senses. However, for some reason, he always felt that the sword skills used by the girl were missing something important.

It's like a soul.

Close his eyes, he tried to sort out the power in his body again. Completely blocking the pale snow blood can indeed solve a lot of trouble, but this is not a long-term solution.

In fact, Roger would rather use the advantages of the Hunter's Hunter to adapt to new rules or make breakthroughs.

What Roger didn't know was that at this time, in the other side of the house, in Rimu Qianxia's room, the girl took off her cultivation clothes, changed into casual clothes, closed the door and came to the innermost.

She walked to the desk, pressed her palm against the corner of the table, and a glimmer of light flashed and everything returned to normal, but behind the screen beside Rimu Qianxia, ​​a secret passage appeared.

No one would have thought that there would be a completely modern dark room hidden in this old building.

As the sun was dusk, Qianxia climbed down, and soon arrived at a room underground, which was completely decorated with modern decoration.

Walking into the room and seeing the figure staring at the screen, Rimu Qianxia couldn't help but sigh.

"Aren't you worried that someone else was entering here?"

"What are you worried about?"

The person who spoke didn't look back and stared at the TV screen seriously while eating the snacks in his hands.

"Xuezi, can you be more serious?"

Rimu Qianxia frowned and couldn't help but yell.

"I'm very serious."

The girl called Xuezi collapsed on the sofa without any image, and her clothes were twisted together, revealing her snow-white thighs and belly.

"I looked at it so seriously that I didn't close my eyes all day and night."

The girl rolled away and buried her head in the pillow.

"You are injured and need a good rest."

Rimu Qianxia put the box in her hand on the table.

"If you hadn't obtained these things accidentally, you would have died long ago."

She sighed.

"To be honest, I was very worried until just now, if this is a trap..."

"Okay, okay, what are you worried about?" Xuezi yawned and waved indifferently.

"I can only say that I'm lucky, those bastards." Xuezi said angrily.

"Of course there is also the old gangster Morita Dohiro. Just run away. Can't you notify me in advance?"

"If I had stayed in the old house, they would have been caught by them at this time. The old man would have cheated his granddaughter when he was old."

Xuezi rose from the sofa, and she seemed to touch the injuries on her body and her face turned slightly pale. But soon she started eating snacks without any scruples.

"When I recover from the wound, I will find that old man..."

She tried hard to stuff potato chips and said viciously.

"By the way, what's going on with the Roger you told me before?"

"Someone entrusted you to guide him in his swordsmanship and let him watch the whole process of your devil-removing mission?"

Xuezi gathered her messy hair around. She was petite, had a baby face, big eyes, and a heartless smile on her face. She still joked with her when she was injured.

"I said Rimu Qianxia, ​​have you investigated carefully? What is the origin of the Butterfly Lady you mentioned, and this Roger."

"Do you think he is actually a powerful Onmyoji? He pretends to be close to you just because he loves your beauty."

Xuezi looked at her eyes, "And then one day when you encounter danger, well... Given the current situation, we are one of us, it may be when I encounter danger."

"He will suddenly stand up, and then burst out his true strength to save us from the fire and water!"

Rimu Qianxia's eyes twitched, and she looked at her best friend speechlessly.

"Can you be more normal?"

"Why am I not normal?" Xuezi raised her voice slightly.

"This situation is still very likely, although this possibility is extremely low."

"All right."

Rimu Qianxia held her forehead helplessly, "But please turn off the TV before you make similar ideas next time."

"You actually use the plots you play on TV to compare our current situation."

She sighed.

"To be honest, I really regret it now."

Rimu Qianxia looked helpless.

"What do you regret? Do you regret saving me?" Xue Zi said angrily.

"No, I regret knowing you."

"Okay, okay, if it weren't for life and death, I wouldn't have found you, but no one would have thought that I, Yukiko Morita, the famous third-level Onmyoji, would become friends with you, a down-and-out samurai."

Xuezi analyzed seriously, "From this perspective, we are both safe."

Chiaki Hiroshi no longer knew what she should say. Yukiko Morita can be said to be the least of all the Onmyoji she knew who looked like a supernatural person.

She has powerful power, but she still maintains the habits and hobbies that many ordinary people have. Of course, these are normal, but the most overwhelming thing is.

A extraordinary person actually likes to watch TV series!

"He has agreed to my request, and this little thing will save your life anyway." Rimu Qianxia stood up.

"I put the stuff there."

"I need to go out and perform a task tomorrow."

She turned and walked upwards, "Get a break early, after all, you are seriously injured."

"in addition……"

Rimu Qianxia stopped, "Mr. Morita will be fine. Don't overdraw your energy and use divination methods. This will kill you."

The passage closed and Rimu Qianxia returned to her room.

The surroundings return to normal.
To be continued...