Holistic Fantasy

Chapter 324: Are You the Owner of Aoko?

(Thank you very much for the rewards of 'Heaven by Gardner’, 'Runaway Junior High’, ‘HellsingEVA’!

Noah and Orange looked at each other like this over a distance and didn't talk for half a day.

Oranges are waiting for Noah to talk.

Noah didn't know how to answer the orange question.

Why did Beo, the golden wolf, change like that after seeing himself, and Noah naturally doesn't know either.

So Noah can only continue to speculate about the impact of World Debris.

Whatever the impact "World Fragment" has had on Beo the Golden Wolf, Beo the Golden Wolf has begun to disobey Orange's orders, and we don't know if it's a good thing.

After all, it is also an unknown whether Beo, the golden wolf who lost his orange constraint, would go wild and upset the whole of Misaki City.

Of course, for Noah, he was reassured to know that Beo, the golden wolf, was too obsessed with himself under the influence of World Fragment.

At least, Noah doesn't have to worry that Beo the Golden Wolf will somehow disappear.

If Beo, the golden wolf, was really affected by the World Fragment and reacted to himself, it would come to Noah sooner or later.

By that time, Noah will be able to recycle the World Fragment that resides in Beo the Golden Wolf.

Noah smiled indifferently at the moment.

“Is that what you asked me to do? ”

“Is that one of the purposes?” The orange looked over at Noah, and there were some cold eyes that gradually seemed different.

That looks like some kind of prey.

In this situation, the orange sent out an inquiry.

“What is your relationship with Aoko? ”

“Aoko?” Noah had some unexpected thoughts about the sudden problem of oranges, followed by a sudden awakening.

From the beginning, Noah felt that orange gave herself an unknown sense of familiarity.

Now reminded by oranges, Noah suddenly discovered that this familiarity stemmed from the orange deity.

That is, the bright and refreshing deity, like Aoko Asaki can not say, but very similar.

Orange...

Aoko...

Is it...

Noah's heart moved and spit out four words.

“Asaki orange? ”

The orange lifted its chin and did not speak, but the expression on its face became a little joyful.

“My unfinished sister thanks to you for taking care of her...”

This disguised admission finally sank Noah's face.

Asaki Orange.

Aoko Azaki.

Noah was right.

Orange and Qingzi are sisters.

Sister kisses.

“Although I haven't seen her in years, I can still predict what Qingzi can do. By the way, Yuzu is also a good friend of mine. I also know her well. Before I came to Misaki City, I had a perfect plan for how to deal with Qingzi and Yuzu.” Orange's voice became cruel.

“However, I didn't expect to suddenly get into a person in this battle, and it also affected my side of the ace. I thought you were the ace hidden by Aoko, and now you seem to have your own position. ”

“What is your relationship with Aoko?” The second time Orange asked, Noah's eyes were less ruthless and irritable at first, but became more interested.

“Based on your answer, I will also decide what treatment I will give you in the next battle. ”

In a word, it makes the atmosphere, which was supposed to drop to the ice spot, nervous.

After a while, Noah suddenly laughed.

“My relationship with the youth in your mouth is very vague, what is the hard measure, by the way, what is the relationship between kissing? ”

“Kissed?” The orange stunned, and when the reaction came, he couldn't help but laugh.

“In other words, do you belong to Aoko? ”

“Youngko's belongings?” Noah shrugged.

“I have no objection to your perception of this, but I hope you understand it separately, if you must. ”

With this phrase, Noah's face showed an intriguing expression, looking straight ahead.

“Not that I am the property of Qingzi, but that Qingzi is my property! ”

The smile on the orange face converged slightly, and Noah's gaze gradually became cold, as if she had abandoned all feelings.

“I understand that you are the Ace of Qingzi and are destined to be hostile to me, that's all I need to understand. ”

Speaking of which, the orange turned its back and exposed the curved almost perfect spine to Noah's eyes.

“Are you ready at the last fulcrum? I'll go back and get ready! ”

“See you next time, it's time to fight! ”

Leaving this sentence, the orange did not look back, as if it had accomplished its biggest task, taking a powerful step and leaving the park.

Looking at the vivid back of the orange, Noah had a hard time believing that it would be a figure crawling on the ground, limbs like ants before.

With the technology to create that level of figure, and the more powerful 'Fantasy Seed' than the dragon, this Asaki orange is definitely an enemy.

Looking at the back of the orange, it was not long before Noah turned around and walked out of the park with the cold wind.

At the corner of the avenue outside the park, the grapevine pear looked at Noah with a foxy eye and still had a steady smile on her face.

“I rarely see oranges talk to people that long, and you seem to fit in very well. ”

“I don't fit with the Asaki orange, I don't know yet.” Noah stopped and glanced at the grapevine pear.

“But I know that I'm definitely not with you. ”

In words, Noah's body suddenly moved, as if it were a shadow, and the ghost appeared in front of the grain pear.

“————!" The smile on Winter Pear's face was stiff, her pupils shrunk, her body suddenly tightened, leaping forward and backing away.

“Psst! ”

Almost at the same time, one hand ripped through the air, just as it appeared directly from space, passing the original location of the handle.

And at this moment, the handle of the pear's eyes swept through a cold light, and the backward shape stagnated sharply, like a spring, and came out, not backwards.

“Choke ————! ”

A lightning cold light did not shine out of the grapevine pear's thick cape and, like a snake, stabbed Noah hard in the direction.

That speed, it's like going beyond the speed of sound, flashing through space.

Believe it or not, no matter how powerful the magician is, once he comes close to being hit like he can outpace the speed of sound, it's absolutely lifeless.

Such a blow comes from a priest who is not even a magician, and can only be described in terms of "magic", except as incredible.

This is the priest of the Church of Heda, the Wenchuan Pear.

Even oranges are tricky, vigilant and alert.

However, there is an even more incredible presence in front of the handles of the pears.

Even magic and magic can be harvested with terrible power.

One hand emerged flashing from the side, cutting the atmosphere like an arrow, and in inevitable contact with the lightning exposing cold light for a thousandth of a second.

“Pfft! ”

In a crisp sound, a powerful hand grabbed the wrist of the handles with the cold light.

It wasn't until then that lightning cold light revealed itself.

Well, it's a knife.

An extremely sharp knife.

“Hoo-hoo! ”

The next second, with the atmosphere raised, the wind turned into a shadow of a leg like a whip, heavily drawn on the chest of the handle, the pear.

“Boo-hoo! ”

The muffled sound exploded in front of the handle's pear chest at the same time as the thick impact channel.

“Whoo-hoo!” The grain handle, Winnie, groaned, and the whole person was directly knocked off, like a broken kite, smashed into a wall.

“Pfft!” The whole man was almost embedded in the wall, and the grain handle, Winnie, felt only a sharp attack on his chest, and his body twitched, his face white, his mouth of blood gushing straight out, spilling all over the floor, and his body slowly sliding down the wall.

At this time, the heavily kicked foot on the chest of the manicure pear just now appeared suddenly from top to bottom, falling on the manicure pear.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Another muffled sound sounded.

“Boom --! ”

The handle, Winnie, slowly slipped down the wall and was trampled directly onto the floor.

“Goo-wow!” The sharp pain from the chest and the impact from the back made the manicured pear unwittingly spray a breath of red blood again, like a bloodbath into the sky and again, dyeing the paler face of the manicured pear into a blood-red color.