Zongman You Are Contained

The iris-like fragrance spread on the wing of the nose, burrowed into the nasal cavity, invaded the mind, and carried a warm taste, making Mo Yu seem to have a kind of wandering in the sea of flowers, basking in the warm sun, warm and leisurely.

So warm -

So soft -

The comfortable feeling gradually revived Mo Yu's deep consciousness, when he opened his eyes, the light seemed to be blocked by something, his head moved slightly, he found that he was pillowing something warm and soft, and before he could think about what he was pillowing, a pair of white slender hands had ruffled his hair and gently stroked his face.

Then the other party bowed slightly and bowed his head, and a beautiful and gentle pretty face appeared in front of Mo Yu's eyes, which also made Mo Yu understand what kind of behemoth had just blocked his sight.

"Joan of Arc!?"

"Hmm~! Feather! "

The soft voice with some excitement made Mo Yu's brain instantly awaken, but he didn't have any idea of getting up at the moment.

Because --

Knee pillow!

The knee pillow belonging to the holy maiden he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had enjoyed it.

Moving his head, Mo Yu adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, and at the same time, she couldn't help but sigh that the saint girl deserved to be the most gentle girl he knew, different from the cold under the snow, the ice sculpture of the four palace glownight, and the ruthlessness of the master training, Joan of Arc always wore this smile that seemed to warm people's hearts.

It seems that just looking at her smile can make people see light and hope.

Perhaps this is why she became a saint of national salvation in history.

This gentle smile is really foul.

"How long have I been in a coma this time!?"

Tilting his head, looking at the smiling Joan of Arc, feeling her slender hand gently caressing her cheek, and the touch of long golden hair brushing her cheek, Mo Yu asked a little distractedly.

"You've been in a coma for 5 hours!"

Joan's answer made Mo Yu a little stunned, he didn't feel that he had been in a coma for too long, on the contrary, he felt that his coma time was too short, after all, he and the master craftsman 'sparred' for the purpose of killing each other, even if there was time to go back, it could recover the fatigue and scars on the body, but it was to consume mental power, this time he was in a coma for 5 hours, and he recovered fast enough.

"It seems that the master craftsman is relatively light this time!"

Mo Yu sighed, Joan of Arc couldn't help nodding when she listened, as she who had seen all of Mo Yu's reincarnation experiences, but knew how 'loved' Skaha was for her beloved disciple, in her way of killing, Mo Yu woke up after 5 hours of coma, it can only be said that Mo Yu has already resisted Skaha's training, and it is also Skaha who left his hand this time.

"Wait, Joan of Arc I will definitely surpass the master craftsman in the future!!"

Although the sin suffered today was relatively light, Mo Yu still said a little unpleasantly, perhaps because Joan of Arc recovered her memory, lying on her knee pillow Mo Yu subconsciously recovered some of the childishness that he had been, and said a little competitively.

However, when Joan of Arc heard Mo Yu's words, the originally gentle smile on his face froze.

Because when she heard Mo Yu say that she wanted to defeat Skahah, she remembered what Mo Yu said when she fought with Skahah.

"Don't worry my beloved master, I will absolutely stab you, all kinds of meanings!!"

If it was the originally pure saint, she would naturally not think much, but because the timeline had seen Mo Yu's past, Joan of Arc, who knew Mo Yu's thoughts, would not understand what Mo Yu's words meant.

Skaha, the queen of the country of shadows, a powerful god killer, she is definitely a rather attractive woman, arrogant and cold temperament, noble status, enchanting posture, exuding the feminine charm that even the same women are fascinated by her, and this charm is not a vase, her charm also exudes unparalleled strength and confidence.

Jean of Arc can't help but think that Queen Skaha is a woman who combines heroism and charm.

In the face of such a master, it is normal for Mo Yu to have ideas, not to mention seeing the relationship between Skaha and Mo Yu through the timeline, out of the battle, outside the battle, Skaha is not so crazy, the usual state of Skaha is more like a beautiful big sister next door...

Such a skaha ... It's really a big enemy.

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc looked at Mo Yu's gaze and became a little resentful, but thinking of those women in Mo Yu's different world lines, Joan of Arc was a little discouraged... If she really wanted to be angry, those women were enough for her to be angry.

However, although he did not intend to say Mo Yu's anger, Joan of Arc's face changed slightly, and the gentle smile on his face became a little dangerous, staring at Mo Yu and said in a dangerous tone.

"And then stab your beloved master to death!?"

"Ahem... Joan of Arc, what do you mean by this! "

Feeling the hand that was originally caressing his cheek a little harder, Mo Yu asked with a dry smile.

"What do you mean!? You tell me! "

Staring into Mo Yu's eyes, Joan asked lightly.

"This..."

Just when Mo Yu's brain was running wildly thinking about how to deal with the saint's grudge, Joan of Arc suddenly relaxed his tone, and even burst out laughing.

"Haha, Yu, your expression just now is so cute, you wouldn't have shown such an expression in the past!"

Listening to the laughter of the silver bell in his ears, Mo Yu was stunned, and it took him a while to react, he was made by this holy girl, it turned out that Joan of Arc still had such a side!

"Joan of Arc, you actually tricked me!"

"Why not!?" Joan of Arc narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"Of course not, I'm going to get it back!"

Saying that, Mo Yu got up and was about to pinch Joan De's face.

"Don't..."

Just in the laughing voice of the two, the maid next to her has fulfilled her duties as a maid, and has long been preparing dinner and waiting, but Hayasaka Ai, who was sprinkled with a mouthful of dog food, looked at the two who laughed, but her chest was inexplicably heaving, and she didn't know why she felt quite irritable, and she didn't know if it was sprinkled with dog food or other reasons.

Anyway, she is quite upset now.

In order to allow the host to enjoy a fragrant dinner as soon as she woke up, she wasted a lot of effort to make a sumptuous dinner party and put it in the insulated stove.

And now, looking at Mo Yu, who was playing with the Holy Lady, at this moment, she had the urge to throw dinner into the river to feed the fish.

"Ahem! Master, Lord Virgin! Do you need dinner? "

Afraid that the dog food of the two could support themselves to death if they continued to be silent, Ai Hayasaka interrupted the two of them playing with a cold voice.

"Well, dinner? Hard work you hayasaka, how is Miss Kaguya okay? "

Only then did he find that there was another person in the room, and Mo Yu withdrew his hand from the flushed face of Joan of Arc with an indifferent expression, stopped his oil-pumping behavior, and changed the topic.

Speaking of Miss Kaguya, Ai Hayasaka's inexplicable unhappiness was instantly squeezed out by the worry about Miss Kaguya, and asked with some worry.

"Kaguya size is fine this time, but... Lord Mo Yu, can you tell me, who is that Shinomiya Tomoe? Since she arrived at the Shinomiya family, the Shinomiya family has become very strange. "

"Tomoe... She is not human, it is a terrifying phenomenon! "

Saying this, Mo Yu's face suddenly became a little solemn, which made Ai Hayasaka concentrate even more, wanting to understand what was dangerous to her most important eldest miss.