Tokyo, too many magical girls were defeated

"What's this?"

Fallen Blood Sakura looked a little confused.

Seizing this opportunity, Lin Chun suddenly turned his head to the right and shouted loudly:

"Jinju, hurry up!"

"You are seeking death!"

Xueying realized that she had been deceived, and without even thinking, she slashed a sharp cutting thread in the direction where he was shouting.

In a flash, five or six walls were penetrated, affecting an entire row of VIP boxes.

The Tokyo Dome even suffered a small-scale landslide.

However, there was no cut to any magical girl, and there was nothing over there.

At this moment, Lin Chun threw the plastic bag he had just taken out towards her.

- Swish!

The second strand of magic power cut it open with ease.

Little did they know that this was Lin Chun's escape plan.

Inside were the odor-removing socks that had been worn by Jinju and Qiangwei, and they had never been washed.

It has always been in a wet state and kept in this nearly vacuum-proof plastic bag.

It ferments like crazy day by day until it turns into an intoxicating sauce flavor.

Even Lin Chun himself didn't dare to taste it directly.

Now, because the bag was cut open, the incredible fragrance was released all at once.

"Goo!!!"

Fallen Blood Sakura was caught off guard and was choked hard.

Not only did his eyes turn red and ooze out tears, but his brain also went blank.

"——Now, Rose!"

Lin Chun finally played his last trump card.

A white light flashed, and the magic rose hidden on the left rushed over at the fastest speed.

More ferocious than a professional football player, he threw himself into the side of Xueying and sent her flying seven or eight meters away.

He wanted to take advantage of the situation to launch a pursuit, but was grabbed by Lin Chun.

Because in the next second, the Fallen Blood Sakura, who was lying on the ground, began a violent counterattack.

“Kill you all, ahhhhhhhhh!!!”

She was crazy as hell.

The magic thread that cannot be seen by the naked eye cuts everything within a diameter of five meters into pieces.

For a moment, wood chips and cement flew everywhere.

If Rose had pursued just now, her meat paste would have been added.

"babble……"

Seeing such a horrifying scene, Magic Rose was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

Crystal clear beads of sweat slid down the neck and into the unfathomable interior of the knight's suit.

"Don't just stand there, go!"

“Ah… got it!”

It was not until she was slapped by Lin Chun that Qiangwei reacted.

At the critical moment, she didn't care about her image and just picked up her master like a princess.

He turned around and flew away from the messy VIP box.

About half a minute later, Fallen Blood Sakura barely returned to normal and opened his eyes.

"Woo..."

The strong aroma of soy sauce lingering in the box made her eyes well up with tears and her vision became blurry.

But what is certain is that not only Dr. Fallen, but even Black Dragon Princess whose limbs were cut off were rescued.

I was left alone in the shattered Tokyo Dome.

——Once again, I was tricked by the villain organization!

"Kill you!!! I will definitely kill you!"

She turned the anger and sadness in her heart into a full-strength attack and slashed in front of her.

With a loud bang, the circular stands of Tokyo Dome were split into two.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha burp~"

The fallen magical girl felt no guilt at all as she looked at the destruction she had caused with her own hands.

She only felt a sense of emptiness after venting her madness.

His steps were as disorderly as if he was drunk, and he wanted to walk out of the VIP box and disappear into the night.

But after taking three or four steps, he suddenly stopped.

As a result, the face of the crazy beautiful girl also became unusually serious and earnest.

"..."

She squatted down and picked up the black cloth scattered on the ground.

This is the thing that choked me just now.

Even until now, it still exudes an extremely strong smell that makes people want to vomit.

Even so, Xueying still took action herself and unfolded it vertically.

It was indeed socks.

Although it was cut, only a part of it...

But the style and fabric seemed familiar to her.

——It is confirmed without a doubt that it is exactly the same as the one that Mr. Junnan gave to me.

The previous one, because it had commemorative significance, was washed and put into the closet, treasured forever.

I have always wanted to buy another pair for myself and wear them specifically for Mr. Junnan to see.

But no matter how many times I visited women's clothing stores or searched online, I couldn't find similar products, which made me feel very strange.

Now, I saw the same black stockings again.

She felt something was wrong.

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(?ω?) Since posting that post

There is a super cute girl who invites us to have Western food together on Saturday

I don't know why, but I can't find that store on Amap. It's a bit strange.

But it's a small problem, not a big impact =^oωo^=

Volume 195: . Why did the Demon King rebel?

——Demon King Hall, the summoning process is the same as usual.

The little succubus cadre stood on the high platform, chanting spells with great concentration, and pitch-black flames appeared out of thin air.

But just as it took shape, it encountered some kind of shock, and it shook violently and almost went out on the spot.

“Lin Lin Lin Lin Chun?! How could you…”

The flame carrying the will of the Demon King made an incredible sound.

Because at this moment, Lin Chun was standing in front of it, only three steps away from the throne.

This has never happened before.

"Your Majesty, I am here to report to you."

Lin Chun answered calmly, skipping the formalities of greeting.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and opened today's headlines.

——The video playing above is the one where Fallen Blood Sakura cuts off Black Dragon Princess’ limbs in Tokyo Dome.

The further you go, the more mosaics there are in the picture.

Towards the end, Black Dragon Princess was covered in blurry red pixels, as if she had fallen into a pool of ketchup.

In addition, the screams of those whose limbs were cut off one after another were extremely beautiful.

"The [Brainwashing Department] has completed the brainwashing task on Magic Spring Sakura as per your request. She has degenerated into Blood Sakura."

"This……"

The pitch-black flames almost stuck to the phone screen until the entire video was finished.

Finally, the devil couldn't help but ask back:

"She is corrupted...but she didn't join our villain organization. Isn't she still an enemy?!"

"It's none of my business?"

"what?!"

——It was the first time that Lin Chun confronted him face to face, and the Demon King couldn’t believe his hearing.

But soon, something happened that made it even angrier.

Lin Chun, who was not even a cadre, actually passed by him and came to the throne that had been vacant for a long time.

That should have been the throne that he would use to rule the entire Tokyo after traveling through time.

Now, he sat on it directly.

He leaned back in his seat arrogantly, crossing his legs nonchalantly.

"The original mission was to corrupt the Magic Haru Sakura. You didn't say you wanted to join the villain organization."

Lin Chun stared directly at the dark flame.

Last month, I was so stressed out that my palms were sweating.

Now, I don’t feel any deterrent effect at all.

The corners of his lips formed a mocking sneer.

"Now you're adding more conditions, are you sick?"

“Bold!!!”

The Devil's flames were greeted with a violent tremor.

Correspondingly, its size suddenly doubled or tripled, giving a feeling of oppression as if it was going to devour him alive.

But Lin Chun remained calm and unhurried.

Compared with the oppressive feeling of facing Blood Cherry an hour ago, it was simply a paper tiger that could not be more fragile.

Lin Chun stretched out his hand and pulled the little succubus, who was trying hard to maintain the spell, into his arms.

"Eh? Doctor, I'm still..."

"It's okay, you're busy with your business, and I'm busy with mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent his head and put the tip of his nose against Lillian's neck.

Maintaining the projection of the Demon King's will requires a constant consumption of magic power, and as a result, a lot of hot sweat breaks out on the body.

At the end of each interview, the little succubus was always wet but mostly cool.