Miss Tangerine, start from the love development game

"It's... delicious."

"Also... soft."

Like cotton candy.

It's still orange, with a bit of milky cotton candy.

Lian opened his eyes, and the Godslayer girl was held in Su Yuzi's arms, and she raised her head in a daze, "Master Yuzi?"

"Lian—" Su Youzi stroked Ji Fa, the girl in her arms.

"Already lost?"

"No." Lian still wanted to say something to protest.

The girl held the god-killing gun with both hands.

The body of the gun has already fallen into the arms of Su Youzi and Lian.

"Just swipe like this—"

"Gently—"

"Everything about Yuzu-sama will be taken away so easily."

"Master Yuzu..."

"You may even lose your identity, lose yourself."

"Become a ghost wandering outside this world, wandering eternally and alone."

But...Lian looked at the confident smile on Su Youzi's face, and suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Lian~~~" Su Youzi looked at the girl in her arms, at the god-killing gun tightly clutched in the girl's hand.

"You can try it."

After being hugged by Su Youzi, Lian... seemed to have lost the courage to swing a gun.

Su Youzi looked at the girl who bit her lips to death, as if she was still wandering in the "Gift of the Goddess of Destiny".

"never mind--"

"Let me come."

Su Youzi looked at the [Operator Development] panel in front of him, and there was a cute Q-version villain wearing a god-killing weapon.

Lian's affection for Su Youzi is [69-Love].

Among the girls who signed a contract with Su Youzi, they were not too tall.

Did not break through 100 points.

Su Youzi also has no way to remotely change the girl's status.

But... in this situation where they are already hugging each other face to face, Su Youzi... can still exercise some ~~~ privileges as a 'master'.

"Arming—forced disarming."

That's right—

God-killing weapons are not clothes.

On the contrary, it is a conceptual arm that can be forcibly removed by Su Yuzi, who is the 'master'.

It's just because Lian's favorability has not broken through 100 points.

So two people must stick together before they can be forced to cancel.

The gushing flame instantly disappeared into the air.

The concept weapon called "The First Generation of God-killing Weapons: Dedicated Weapons for the Seat of Opposition" lay quietly in Su Yuzi's material column.

The girl's slender and lovely body was directly and completely exposed to the air.

After a brief moment of daze, Lian's small hands firmly grasped Su Youzi's shoulders, as if wanting to draw her whole body into Su Youzi's arms.

"pomelo..."

"Master Yuzu!??"

It was the first time that the girl's cold voice fluctuated so much.

Lian's little head couldn't understand what happened.

Su Youzi even felt... the girl's long and slender legs wrapped around her waist.

A bewildered figure protruded from the taut and soft body in his arms.

"Is that the ninth seat that you have high hopes for?" Kutiao Irika covered his eyes with his right hand, looking at the two people who fell from the sky.

She had a good laugh.

Jiutiao Rulu seemed to have seen the embarrassment of being pulled back by Su Yuzi when he sank into the bottom of the sea.

"Bring more~yuzu."

"There are two more here."

Jiutiao Rulu has completely entered the rhythm of watching the excitement without taking too much trouble.

"If these two are not enough, isn't there still one lying on the ground?"

She hadn't thought about it at all, if Su Yuzi really went 'crazy', Ren, Shenkui Hitomi, Shenkui Qianle and Yarai Jianye were all 'badly murdered' one after another.

So... who will Su Youzi persecute?

"Of course... not—" Shenkui Tong quietly looked at the sky.

Jiutiao Rulu suddenly felt an ominous feeling.

She turned back sharply.

clang clang clang-

The wheelchair Shenkuitong was sitting on deformed, and the extended armor buckled around Shenkuitong's body one by one.

A terrifying aura bloomed from the ground.

"You're crazy—" Kujo Iruka looked at Shenkui Tong, "Do you want to save Yuzu or kill her?"

"I..." The silver-white metal armor spread over Shenkui Tong's body, and at the same time as Shenkui Tong opened his mouth, the visor was directly buckled on Shenkui Tong's nose and mouth as if alive.

"Zizizi——"

Shenkui Tong's voice also became that kind of inorganic omnic female voice.

"Life--"

"--transport."

【Eye of Destiny】: part.103 Edge of Hell

There was no hesitation.

The moment he noticed the abnormality on Shenkui Tong.

Jiutiao Rulu had already drawn his bow and set up his arrow, aiming the arrow at Shenkui Tong.

The arrow is fired from the string, and the arrow arrives first.

Shenkui Qianle, who also noticed Jiutiao's movement into the deer, also without any hesitation, wanted to stand in front of Shenkui Tong.

It's just that this time... It's completely different from the scene where Jiutiao Liehu wanted to stand in front of the moonlit night.

The reason why the nine hunting tigers were able to block the arrows shot by the nine deer with their own body.

That's because Jiujou used the evil relic "The Curse of the Martyr" to forcefully transfer the attack that Tsukiyomi Fuya should have suffered to himself.

The arrow 'penetrated' Yue Ye Jian Fu Ye's body, but... the chest burst open, it was indeed a nine-legged hunting tiger.

But now it's different—

The situation now is completely different.

Shenshou Qianle stared blankly at the streamer of the blue arrow that was still in front of her, but... behind her, there was an instant dull sound of flesh and blood being pierced by the arrow.

Shenshou Qianle turned around frantically and in shock.

Just in time, the blood spattered by Tong Shenkui's chest burst into the corner of his eyes.

dong dong——

Her breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop together.

Arrows that come first come first, reversing cause and effect.

Even after losing the power of "Jialan Zhili", Kujorulu is still the most powerful Valkyrie on this land.

"Jiujorulu!!!" Seeing such an arrow, how could Shenkui Qianle not have recognized Jiujorulu's identity.

She screamed in anger and sorrow.

Calamity crystals gathered in her hand, and the long knife was about to be unsheathed.

Hitomi-sama is in poor health.

very bad very bad very bad...

After carrying the first-generation God-killing Armament to stop the "Seat of Evil", Lord Kankuruhito lost the ability to walk.

Lost eyes to see the light.

The body is so weak that it is not even as good as ordinary humans.

Except for being an empty shell of the former "Zuo", who has almost eternal life like the strange person, Hitomi-sama...has lost everything.

How could such a divine skeleton be able to withstand the blow of Kutiao Rulu?

"If I were you, I would find a way to disarm your master now."

Facing the almost crazy Shenshou Qianle, Jiutiao Rulu was extremely calm.

"I..."

"Only through her collarbone."

"Even for an empty shell, it's not fatal."

The girl in front of her was almost Su Youzi's default 'property'.

After all, Jiutiao Rulu did not kill him.

No matter how close to madness, Shenshou Qianle did not act violently after hearing Jiutiao Rulu's warning.

"Armed!??" Shenkui Qianle looked at the pool of blood that exploded in front of him.

Shenkuitong, who was overturned on the ground with his chair on his back, suddenly stood up by his joints like a marionette.

It was supposed to only cover the limbs, leaving the torso exposed.

After the nine arrows pierced Shenkui Tong's shoulder, it directly covered half of the girl's shoulder.

The sharp shoulder armor spread openly, like the claws of a demon.

The hollow left eye was covered with armor.

The right eye that had regained its strength stared at Kujo Irika as if burning.

In the dark red sky, after Shenkui Tong showed an abnormal posture, it seemed that it was split by some kind of force, and a huge crack appeared.

Behind the crack... is a terrifying will like an abyss.

"that's..."

"Does the ninth "seat" have the pomp it should have when it comes out? "Jiu Tiao Ru Lu couldn't help but smile wryly.

From the moment Lian came on stage, she already felt that something was wrong.

Ripple... only has the power of "seat", but does not have the essence of "seat".

20 years into the abyss.

Jiutiao Rulu has seen too much.

"Seat" is not just an identity, a representative recognized by fate.