Chapter 591
Skadi, who was wearing a tight-fitting suit and carrying a giant sword, looked at this scene in confusion.
Ghidorah, the big lizard transformed by the demon dragon, squatted in the corridor, looking at the demon sword with human contempt on his face.
It seems to be saying that the magic sword is useless, those women will do whatever they shout, and the proud and noble magic dragon like it there will not do such shameful things.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Jing looked at them strangely.
"Sata, you're back."
"Junior, oh haha."
"Kanda"
"boss"
"Roar!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as Jiang Jing appeared, Shiina Mashiro, who had not seen him for three or four days, showed happiness in his eyes, and Ueizusa Misaki and others also showed smiles on their faces.
The big lizard that was squatting in the corridor just now flashed in front of Jiang Jing, wagging its tail and looking at him with a flattering look. People who didn't know better thought it was a mutated dog in front of them.
At the same time, the magic knife Honglian, which had not been out for a long time, also became the size of a palm and flew around the river view, very excited.
Moreover, red light flashed from time to time on Demon Sword's body, exuding a faint powerful aura belonging to the main god level, conveying the message that "Master, I am already very powerful, and I will not embarrass you."
After devouring countless millions of polluting monsters in that world, the Demonic Sword couldn't eat anymore. Jiang Jing said it was useless, and its strength had only reached the peak of the King-level.
"It's okay." Jiang Jing couldn't deny it, and flicked the magic knife into Shiina Mashiro's hand with a flick of his finger.
He originally refined the magic sword just for fun. For him, one more god-level weapon or one less god-level weapon or mount were the same and were dispensable.
Then Jiang Jing kicked Ghidorah away from him and said angrily: "You go on, too. You eat and sleep every day. Your strength hasn't increased much after so long."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Ghidorah rolled around on the ground, snorted, and gradually climbed up with his tail, a humanized expression of resentment on his face.
It seems to be saying, Master, do you think everyone is as perverted as you? My strength keeps soaring like a rocket. My recent strength improvement has been a hundred times faster than before, but compared to you, Master, I am as slow as a snail.
"Sorata, what is this?" At this time, Shiina Mashiro noticed the little guy on Jiang Jing's shoulder, and his eyes showed curiosity.
Shiina Mashiro said, Ueizusa Misaki and the others also noticed the white fluffy creation spirit on Jiang Jing's shoulders, and their eyes instantly lit up with its cute appearance.
Misaki Ueizusa said excitedly: "Wow, this junior is so cute." After saying that, she rushed towards the little guy on Jiang Jing's shoulder.
Bang!
The creation spirit with small arms and legs stood on Jiang Jing's shoulder, stretched out its finger-sized paws and pressed Misaki Kamikusa's forehead, looking at her curiously: "Feng, what does this human being want to do?"
After being held down by the spirit of creation, Misaki Kamikusa tried to grab it with both hands, but was blocked by an invisible barrier on its body and could not get close.
Jiang Jing smiled: "She is showing her friendship to you. This is Misaki, my senior sister, and this is Mashiro... This is the little guy I brought back when I went out. Just call it Ling."
Jiang Jing casually introduced both parties.
Unlike the arrogant Xiaoguang who doesn't want to transform, the Creation Yuanling is curious about everything outside and is very pure and kind in nature, so when he looks at the human beings in front of him, a smile appears on his soft face.
"So you and Feng are good friends. Hello, my name is Ling." As he said that, the barrier around him disappeared, and Misaki Kamikusa hugged him in his arms.
"Wow, junior fellow student, he can still talk."
Shiina Mashiro came over, looking at the white and fluffy spirit in her arms and feeling a little itchy: "Misaki, give me a hug."
"No, I just hugged you." Misaki Kamikusa refused decisively.
Nanami Aoyama also came over curiously, looking at the little guy who was deeply immersed in Misaki Kamikusa's chest: "Hello, I am Nanami Aoyama."
Even Skadi came over.
Ghidorah on the side watched this scene, squatting on the ground with disdain in its eyes, a look that I don't envy, and the magic knife floating next to it shook slightly, as if in agreement.
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In the next few days, ordinary society remained peaceful as usual, but the atmosphere in the transcendent world became increasingly solemn as the time for the void explosion approached.
At this time, Jiang Jing, who was the hope of all walks of life, slept until he woke up naturally every day, doing nothing. Occasionally he would show up at school when he was in a good mood.
Because there is a new curious baby in Sakurasou, except for Nanami Aoyama who knows how to make breakfast and lunch every day, Misaki Kamikusa and Mashiro Shiina who surround it are not so active in drawing or animation.
One of them would often have a magic knife in his pocket, and the other would lead Ghidorah and Ling out shopping, introducing him to the world, followed by Skadi who was doing some cooking.
In this way, a few days passed in a blink of an eye, and it came to the day before Jiang Jing calculated that the magic circle would be completed on the tenth day.
Tomorrow the void sweeping across the universe will erupt. From time to time, familiar consciousness sweeps across the sky and earth, sending inquiries to Jiang Jing, but they all receive reassuring thoughts and are blocked from Sakura Manor.
On the afternoon of the ninth day, after lunch, Jiang Jing ran to the backyard, sat on the corridor and leaned against the wall, lazily playing with his mobile phone while basking in the autumn sun.
Beside Jiang Jing, Mashiro Shiina, who had lost all sense of spirituality, resumed her dedication to comics. She sat next to Jiang Jing, holding a picture album with her head down and quietly drawing comics.
At the end of the corridor not far away, a soft, palm-sized spirit squatted on the ground, looking curiously at the large lizard that was very hostile to it and the toy knife floating in the air.
One dragon, one spirit and one sword were staring at each other, not knowing what game they were playing.
"Kanda, Mashiro, I made black tea, you can try it." At this time, Nanami Aoyama came out with a tea tray.
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ps: Ahem... I'm taking a half-day break today, brothers. I'll update a chapter. The war will begin tomorrow and enter the final stage.
Chapter 415 I will go out tomorrow to take care of my home.
Jiang Jing put down his phone, smiled slightly and said, "Qingshan, give me a drink."
"good."
Aoyama Nanami sat down in front of Jiang Jing and Shiina Mashiro, and placed the dinner plate in her hand on the wooden board, which contained a pot of tea, four teacups and a plate of snacks.
"Nanami, you can make tea now." Mashiro Shiina also put down her pen, looking at Nanami Aoyama who was sitting down with curiosity in her calm eyes.
"I have read a lot of books about cooking recently, and there is tea ceremony in them." Nanami Aoyama explained.
Because her voice ability can perfectly control her own vocal channel, Nanami Aoyama has easily reached the top of the voice acting industry, and she no longer needs to spend too much energy learning this knowledge.
But she has not relaxed and been satisfied. Recently, she has set her sights on other places, such as learning animation production knowledge from Misaki, studying cooking skills, etc. to continue to improve herself.
In the past, her biggest dream was to be a voice actress. She was busy working several hours every day and her female power was fully charged. Not to mention that her physical fitness improved after awakening her powers. It was easy to learn these things with a smart mind and heart.
For Aoyama Nanami, who lives in Sakurasou full of monsters, she doesn't want to catch up with the most perverted Kanda and Misaki, but she doesn't want to be dragged too far down.