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Chapter 931

"Yurina..."

Lin Qiye murmured this name.

"Hey! Why are you flipping down all of a sudden?" Xiu Jiu walked to the window and asked in confusion.

Lin Qiye stood in front of the club's door. After being silent for a long time, he raised his head and said, "I'm going out..."

Then, he turned around and ran in a certain direction.

Seeing Lin Qiye leaving inexplicably, a series of question marks floated above the head of the memory. She shrugged and sat back on the leather sofa.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the black giant screen directly opposite the box, hanging at the top of the club hall. On the surface of the giant screen, white fonts outlined one name after another. Behind each name, there were inlaid Different numbers of sparkling crystals exude a dreamy brilliance under the blue-violet light.

"Taketo Kondo, zero... Yota Nagura, one..." Memorial read out the names engraved on the giant screen one by one from bottom to top, "What are those?"

"It is the ranking of the cowherd industry in Japan." The blue cowherd explained, "When this club was first built, the owner convened all the famous cowherd shops in Japan and held this ranking competition. A crystal means that a customer rewards you with a reward of 100,000 yen. The number of crystals will ultimately determine the ranking of the popular Cowherd.

It’s a pity that as soon as this event was held, the world fell into chaos, and all the other Cowherds closed their doors, leaving only those of us on the list.”

The gaze of commemoration swept across the giant screen. There was nothing behind the names of most people, not even a crystal. There were only a few scattered crystals hanging behind the names of a few people.

Memorial smacked his lips, "Your business is really a bit bleak, isn't it?"

"Who would come to Cowherd's shop to spend money at this moment? It's pretty good to have one or two." The Cowherd in blue laughed at himself.

The commemorative gaze gradually moved up, and finally settled on the top of the list, letting out a light sigh.

"Why is the first place's name golden? And why is there no crystal behind it, just an obsidian?"

The cowherd in blue stared at the golden name for a long time, then smiled helplessly, "That man is different from us...

In a sense, this so-called qualifying match exists because of him alone. Even the largest Cowherd Club in Japan belongs to his name. He is the real one here. boss.

There is no crystal behind his name because...this giant screen cannot fit at all.

On the first day the list was put up, the owner of the family gave him a reward of one billion yen in a private name, equivalent to 10,000 crystals, ranking him first in Japan.

From the moment this event started, the outcome was already decided... It didn't matter whether anyone participated, how many rewards others received, or whether the end was coming.

Even if he is the only one participating in the competition, the head of the family will use the most spectacular and shocking way to make that person ascend to the throne of Japan's number one cowherd...

Japan’s best cowherd, Asaba Nanaya.”

"Your family master, are you really overbearing?" Jiu Jiu couldn't help sighing, "But this name... Qianyu, Qiye... Qiye..."

Memorial chanted this name over and over again, and thinking of Lin Qiye's expression just now, a bold idea suddenly emerged in her mind.

She turned around and looked in the direction Lin Qiye left, her mouth wide open in shock:

"No way……"



Feng Jijia.

In the spacious room, Yurina sat alone on her knees in front of the table. Two pairs of chopsticks were placed neatly on the table. In front of her, two pieces of cold pork chop rice were untouched.

Her hands on her knees were clenched tightly.

She glanced at the time hanging on the wall and shouted outside the room: "Takuya, is Takishiro back?"

Fengji Takuya walked into the room, looked at the two pork chop rice on the table with a complicated expression, and shook his head, "No..."

Yurina sighed helplessly, picked up two portions of cold pork chop rice, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Master, why don't you have something to eat first? Taki Shiro just called home and said that he won't be back in a short time." Takuya Fengji couldn't help but said, "You will go with us to suppress the riot during the day.

I’m already very tired, and if I don’t eat something, my body will collapse.”

Yurina stood there with her lips slightly pursed and said nothing.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening came from a distance.

Yurina's eyes suddenly lit up. She put down the pork chop rice in her hand and ran out the door quickly, "Taki Shiro!"

As soon as she ran out of the house, she froze on the spot.

I saw Haruki Amamiya carrying a box on his back, looking at her helplessly, followed by a young man with a knife hanging from his waist.

"Amamiya-nii..." Yurina smiled bitterly.

"Takishiro hasn't come back yet?" Amamiya Haruki looked around and asked.

"No."

Amamiya Haruki frowned slightly and sighed helplessly.

"Brother Amamiya, have you eaten?" Yurina adjusted her mood and asked with a smile.

"Have eaten..." Amamiya Haruki had just finished speaking, when his peripheral vision glanced at the two cold pork chop rice on the table. After a moment of silence, he changed his words and said, "I have eaten a little, but I am not full yet."

, can you get us some more food?"

"Of course, just wait for me and I'll make a few more dishes."

Yurina turned around and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, she came out carrying several plates of steaming dishes.

Amamiya Haruki took two bites, then glanced at Yurina, who was sitting silently across from them without moving her chopsticks, and said helplessly, "You just watch how we eat, you can eat some too... Wait for Taki

If you come back in vain, just make another one."

Seeing that Amamiya Haruki had already opened her mouth, Yurina hesitated for a moment, then picked up the bowl and started eating in large gulps, as if she was starving.

Seeing this, Amamiya Haruki smiled slightly and said, "I haven't introduced you yet, but this is the sword master of [Buuki], Shota Hoshimi."

"Hello, I'm Shota." Hoshimi Shota bowed politely.

Yurina also bowed in return.

This is the first time that Haruki Amamiya has brought other sword masters back to introduce Yurina to them.

"Brother Amamiya, what happened?" Yurina asked after thinking for a moment.

"It's a good thing." Amamiya Haruki slowly put down the job in his hand and said seriously, "We...may have found the whereabouts of the last Fukutsu sword."

Hearing this sentence, Yurina's eyes lit up, "In other words, this country can be saved?"

"Judging from the prophecy, it is so." Hoshimi Shota wiped his mouth and replied, "The biggest problem now is that according to another prophecy, the location of the last Fukutsu sword is very dangerous. Just me and

Amamiya, it’s difficult to get it..."

"We need more help from Fujin Sword Masters."


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