soul and broken divine body, no physical body, so even if I go to your world, every time I go to your world, I consume the origin of the soul, not only lack of strength, but also easy to get carried...Tokyo.

Shinjuku District.

the busiest main road in this area is already a mess. Almost no passers-by can be seen on the road, and the popular shops on both sides are closed. Even so, most of the closed doors have been smashed to pieces, and in the distant street, a group of men in black headgear, armed with hammers and machetes, rushed into a bar, snatched the few bottles of wine from the counter and drank on the road.

garbage cans by the roadside have been scorched, broken wine bottles, concave shell casings, pools of dried blood everywhere. Ferocious red Japanese characters were daubed on the walls, and dirty and offensive words were everywhere.

it is on such a chaotic main street that there is still a storefront with its door open.

this is a six-story single-family building, the shape of the design is a perfect blend of modern and Japanese courtyard style, under the black and gold decoration, luxury and atmosphere.

this is currently the largest and most luxurious cowherd clubhouse in Japan.

is also the only store in Shinjuku that is still open.

-- shallow feather Club.

the memorial took the people of the evil club to stand in front of this magnificent club, opening their mouths wide in shock.

Weidong scratched his head and timely explained: "I know that setting a temporary stronghold in a cowherd shop will really damage our image as a cult." But now the situation of the 'circle of people' is very complicated. Apart from here, there is almost no room for us in Tokyo, so we can only ask the president to make do with it. "

"well done!!"

Weidong's voice did not fall, the commemoration suddenly turned around, his eyes glowed excitedly!

"Xiao Weidong! You know me so well! " She patted Weidong heavily on the shoulder, gave him a thumb, and then rushed into the store quickly, saying excitedly:

"Cowherd!" Champagne! The supreme experience of the emperor! I'm coming!

somebody help! I want ten! "

watching the memorial ride off the dust, he rushed directly into the storefront, and the remaining members of the evil club outside the door fell silent.

the man in the suit sighed, "go inside. What are you still looking at" Are you crazy when you see the president for the first time "

everyone at the evil meeting coughed a few times and quickly followed.

just walked into the door of the club and saw what was going on inside, their faces changed instantly.

thousands of candles flickered in the blue and purple glass lampshades, brightening the whole club. At this moment, on the leather sofas scattered in the empty hall, more than a dozen handsome men in sequined clothes, armed with submachine guns, pointed at the door, seemed ready to fire at any time, and their expressions were calm.

in the suspended corridor on the second floor, four snipers had been ambushed, four red dots shook on the memorial face that had just walked through the door, and finally converged on the center of her eyebrow.

the memorial stood in front of many guns in a ragged trench coat, his hands in his pockets and his eyes narrowed slightly.

the smell of danger emanated from her body.

"this is not the place where you make trouble." Finally, on the black leather sofa, there sat a cowherd in a blue sequined suit. He was holding a samurai sword about to be unsheathed in his left hand and a submachine gun in his right hand. He opened his mouth calmly.

"leave, the property of the wind sacrifice family." You can't afford to mess with me. "

in this tense atmosphere, Weidong's figure stepped out quickly, his eyes swept across the crowd, and a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

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"put down your guns." It's me. "

when he saw Weidong, the cowherd dressed in blue froze slightly, "Mr. Wei"

"this is a misunderstanding. These are the temporary companions I mentioned to your master before." Weidong pointed to the evil congregation behind him and said.

the Cowherd in Blue blinked, immediately hid his submachine gun and samurai sword under the sofa, stood up from the sofa, coughed awkwardly twice, and said to the crowd around him, "what are you waiting for" Put your weapons away! These are not riot mobs, but distinguished guests! "

hearing this, all the cowherds silently put away their guns, put on a trademark smile on their faces, and bowed again and again apologetically to the people of the evil party.

"I'm really sorry, but the world is so messy these days that we have to be careful." Moreover, the look that this lady has just rushed in is so similar to those crazy people who are suffering from mania, so. " The expression of

commemoration became subtle.

Weidong simply introduced the two sides, then took the people who went to the evil party upstairs and settled down in separate rooms.

Lin Qiyi and Jialan, who were seriously injured and unconscious, were also found a room by them. Although the medical equipment was not brought down from the cruise ship, it was a piece of cake to reassemble the two sets with pixels.

after everything was settled, the people at the cult immediately got busy. Some people began to debug the equipment they had brought, some began to get together and studied something against a map of Japan, while others vacated a room and began to decorate the conference room.

gradually slanted to the west, the dim sun fell on the spacious bedroom, and Lin opened his eyes slowly amid the steady dripping sound of medical equipment.

tiredness flooded his mind. He lay drowsy on the bed. It took him a while to regain consciousness. He stared at the roof for a moment and sat up with difficulty.

is not only mental exhaustion, but also seems to have been drained of his strength, the whole person is very weak, he looked around, his eyes appeared at a loss.

where is this place

he vaguely remembers that he was on the sea in a fog before he lost consciousness. As soon as you open your eyes, you come to the modern society again.

is he back in the summer

Lin Qi Night looked at his left hand. Tian Cong Yun Jian was still clutched in the palm of his hand, and his chest still ached vaguely. The wound penetrated by the sword body had not fully healed. There was still a wound two centimeters deep in his chest. If you look closely, you can see a faint golden light flowing in the depths of his wound.

"is it a miracle" Lin Qiyue's right hand stroked his chest and muttered to himself.

it is impossible for Tiancong Yunjian to heal itself, just like Wu Xiangnan at the beginning, only a miracle can repair the swords left in flesh and blood.

during his coma, the mortal realm that he had tried his best to open was still at work, slowly repairing the sword wound, otherwise Lin would have died long ago with such a penetrating wound that could not be healed.

and his current mental and physical exhaustion should be the sequelae of mental overdraft, which is unconsciously sucking away mental power to maintain miracles.

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