I am a master of light novels in Japan

She stood up, then walked to the bookshelf, carefully took out a few books and read them. Sure enough, in every page of the comics, Li Yan recorded the wonderful fighting scenes designed by the masters of comics and comprehend the page reference and the actions, and The summary of plot design. Although the creative experience of comics and novels is not completely compatible, in terms of passion and fighting materials, in fact, fighting comics are indeed the most suitable for light novel creation.

Therefore, people who work hard can succeed. This is the standard shared by nature and humanities.

I have to say that Japanese manga has also played a decisive role in her growth. She has integrated herself into such an illusory world, and she loves and creates relentlessly. However, she has to admit that sometimes she is too nostalgic for some illusory stories. , In the end can only lead to wrong results...

"Ok?"

When Sawamura Sayuri was scanning the bookshelf, she saw a pile of encyclopedia books containing a cartoon that read "An Zhiju".

"Which hot-blooded comic is this, I haven't heard of it?"

Sawamura Sayuri looked curiously at the cover of the three-character cover, smiled and opened the first page to see what kind of passionate story it was...

[Boom...]

Over Tokyo, black clouds are like the sea, and the waves are tumbling, lightning and thunder are flashing, thunder and lightning are constantly attracted by Tokyo Tower, and thunder snakes are raging.

Therefore, this period of time is not suitable for using electrical appliances.The computer network interfaces of Nanami Aoyama and Masashi Shiina were scrapped due to lightning.

"This should be the problem. After Yuqing, just take it to the computer repair shop and change a network card."

Li Yan said to Shiina Shirai who wanted to continue watching TV dramas and was helpless with Aoyama Qikai, and Shiina who was on standby because he couldn't paint.

"It seems that this can only be done." Qingshan Qihai said.

Snapped!!

But then, a dazzling flash of light penetrated through the window, as if it had stopped time for a moment, pale, and then there was a huge thunder, and there was a thunder, the whole floor was slightly shaken, and it felt that the place where the thunder fell was quite close. .

Accompanied by the fact that the lights of the entire residential area suddenly went out at the same time, I always felt that there should be a fault in the substation.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The scared screams of the nearby girls including Nanami in front of them all sounded. I have to say that the thunderstorm in summer is really dangerous and scary.

Next, when the entire building was out of power, Li Yan returned to his room, but it was also completely dark.

"What's the kidding? No, my archive!!"

When the other girls were screaming thunder and lightning, only Gabriel exclaimed about her archive alone.

"Miss Zecun?" Li Yan asked.

As a result, in a dimly lit room, no response was heard except for lightning and thunder.

"...Have you gone back?" Li Yan thought curiously.

"... Teacher Uesugi."

Suddenly, a very petite voice came from the bookshelf, making Li Yan come back to his senses.

He used the lighting function of his mobile phone to find the edge of the bookshelf in the living room. As a result, in the dim light, the girl in a kimono was standing on the edge of the bookshelf, holding the edge of the bookshelf tightly with both hands, and lowering her head as much as possible. It was beautiful in black. His long hair was flying slightly in the wind on the balcony, while his white cheeks were flushed, and Ming Che's eyes were full of horror, tears in his eyes, which had already slipped slightly on his cheeks...

People who don't know thought they found a child who was afraid of thunder.

Perhaps, Sayuri Sawamura is not as powerful as Li Yan imagined...

Chapter 202 Sayuri's Taketori Story

In the middle of the night, darkness and sleep enveloped the earth, and everything was silent.

In a large museum that has been closed, there is an item not to be displayed in the depths of the gate that is covered with yellow spells that do not match the museum.Inside the object, there was a figure of a young girl buried in darkness.

"So, have you followed here?"

This petite figure, dressed in a black kimono, looks like a superb Japanese doll. Such a lovely Japanese girl raised her head and looked at the layers of white cloth covered with many charms. Asked lightly.

She stretched out her hand, and all of a sudden, all the charms rang and burned.

These things are optional, even if they have a little mana, they are just a disguise for this item.

Lianhua, in hell, is a hell girl who is good at dealing with dreams and mirrors. She is a guardian. Since she is a gatekeeper, naturally, she not only uses Wanhua mirror, but also takes care of it. The unparalleled expert of evil things that have been handed down to the world.

Originally, her job was only to show people in dreams, absorbing rotten souls, stabilizing and maintaining the amount of resentment in the world. As a result, Wan Huajing was shattered a year ago. After she was imprisoned for a period of time, in the end, the upper class again Had to ask her out of the mountain to be responsible for recycling such things.

--mirror.

After breaking the simple seal, Lianhua looked at the calm mirror warily.

"Give up, that person, you can't eat him..."

In Lianhua’s calm words, she stretched out her hand to face the mirror, but in an instant she bound the white cloth tighter. Suddenly, the colorful light of cherry blossoms lit up around the wrapped mirror, but turned into a net. This ancient mirror tightly sealed her seal.

These are basically her most proud spells.

"Now, for the time being."

Lian Hua looked at this firmly trapped, motionless mirror, and thought.

The reason why this mirror was brought here to be sealed is because the five previous owners all died bizarrely and violently. After each change of ownership, the room would be covered with blood, but this mirror alone took care of itself.

This is a wise evil thing. In Lianhua’s investigation, it has been understood that it has been from the southernmost point of Japan to the Kanto generation through this method, and it has moved closer to the Tokyo, Saitama, and Yokohama generations.

Its goal... is self-evident. Since breaking the Wanhua Mirror, it has been targeted.

Lian Hua stared at the huge mirror, recalling in his mind, that punch did not hesitate to smash the Wanhua mirror's figure transformed by time and material desire...

"Although the Wanhua Mirror is broken, and the waves have not settled, the aura in Li has not dissipated. Could it be because of you?"

"The girls from hell who were swallowed, think of a way to rescue them..."

She waited for a while, and did not see any reaction from the evil thing, she turned around, preparing for the next work to be taken away.

Tap, tap, tap...

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of wooden clogs passed gently to this floor, but before long, Lianhua stopped.

"!!!"

Lianhua's expression changed slightly, she heard it, and the footsteps had overlapped.

For a moment, the luster like silver-white moonlight spilled on the ground, illuminating a scene of the warehouse behind her. She turned around and saw her own enchantment covered on the mirror, as well as the white curtains. It was being pulverized to pieces, emitting a piece of luminous debris, and the entire curtain swelled up, almost bursting.

Finally, with a loud sound of [pound], the surrounding glass shattered.

"..."