Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

"I have been in half a day, then the words are what you want to express." Washali is looking forward, "If the beauty tree has a boyfriend, what do you do?"

"Haha ... Yes." Trinna is still wearing a skirt today, and does not hide the scars on his knees.

"I think I will probably bless her." She smiles, "I didn't expect any results. As long as I can stay, I will satisfy it."

"Hey, you have two hurry!" The Schaente shouted in the door.

"It's coming!" Washali said.

Out of the habit of ceremony, Wahai is looking forward to the truth, and he only.

But when I entered the bus, I found a problem in Washali, where the position was almost full, only two rooms in the last two rows.

There are four seats in the last row, love strip sitting on the right side, and the leftmost and Tianmei Tree have moved a position, let Trisma in the most inside. Because the beauty tree knows her harais, sitting in the window side is better.

There is also a seat in the second row, but it is a group of big masters. When their eyes floating towards the rear, they are ready to move, after all, there are three girls, they are still ignorant, and there are two people are goddess. Characters, sitting in them, there is a kind of emperor who has left right.

However, it is not in the place of the Wildagawa and Zhongshan Damei, so they are embarrassed to grab the opportunity, like a group of wolves look at the wolf king to eat, revealing envious light.

The desert is looking at the eyes of love, she looked at her own, and she was sorry to move, and then he looked at himself ...

And Tammei is a pleance of his eyes, and it is not a hidden, and it is poor to shout "the deserter Jun is coming".

Chapter 40: Asakus Temple

"Hey," Washali hopes to shoot the ass to be the ass, "sit back!"

"what?"

The Ski has not reacted, and the desertichuan is inserted from him to the position of the second row, successfully integrated into the big masters.

"To start the car!" The little sister in the bus said.

Now I have the last row of the last row, the big army is sorry, sitting in the eyes of the male compatriots envious of hate.

The expression on the face of Tian Meishu is eliminated by the speed of the naked eye, and the love of Shanda looks quietly outside the window. I don't want to see the "emotional enemy" sitting around myself. The truth is constantly poked the beautiful tree with the fingers. thigh……

Sitting in the middle of the three teenagers, the big meditation looked at their unconscious expression, and suddenly a lot of things were rolling.

At the time of elementary school, I used to play with girls. I took their soft little hands. The heart of the Stroke was stupid, then the confession was rejected, junior high school, took the summer wind in the classroom to look at the lessen neck, The heart is stupid, then the confession is rejected, and now he is sitting in the middle of the beautiful girl, and the heart is stupid ...

His grandmother, his life's love history only has four words "of the" "and" Confession Refused "? Just because I have a bad face? This world of seeing your face is so unfriend!

The desertification of the front row is a relaxing. First of all, he is not good at dealing with the relationship with the girls, because there is no experience, the three girls in the back row are likely to be meaningful to him, and there is no to them. I feel that it is better to cut their minds to keep a certain distance, so that the girl will be sad, and finally, he feels that the top is indeed a good guy. If you have been thrown into the girl, you may know how to discover the beauty. "The girl will look at him, just throw a husky to the Alaska dog, will always look at Husky.

All the way is very stable, the students are very excited, with the small partners around you, where to play.

The desertichuan is ready to nourish the gods in the car, and I will fall asleep when I don't know.

......

Taidong District, near the Asakus Temple.

A dry old man is walking on a dark circuit, avoiding sunshine.

His hair faster, the skin is like an old bark, and the gray eyelids swayed, and a gully is staggered in his face, and it is not allowed to remember the legendary "tree people" monster.

He walked very slow, there was no strength, and he was in the autumn snow, and he had been in a monk. He has already fined lighting, and there is no appearance last night.

"Is it going to die here?"

He gasped, although he wants to prey prey to eat blood, but the body is not allowed to do this.

He has heard that if he can't evolve into a "Death", even if he is a long life, it is not really unhappy, but it will be dissipated.

As a "living body", the nearly half of the energy he smoked has flowed to the body of making his death.

It's just unreasonable!

"How can you die in this place!" His voice is so painful.

"Blood ... Blood ... I want blood ..."

He reached his hand toward the void, but now he even a child didn't play, a slightly big wind seems to blow him down.

"What happened to you?" Suddenly a pleasant voice rang from behind.

He slowly turned around, but he saw a young girl, about high school shortly, her body, and a deep illustrated her identity - a young witch.

She is holding a broom, which seems to be health in the surrounding Maharae Temple.

Looking at the old man in front of the weak, she is sweet: "Is it lost?"

This is not surprising, the size of the Asakusa Temple is very large, not familiar with this or the first time, visitors here will often be dizzy, and if there is no tour guide, it is easier to get lost.

"Yes, yeah ... May I ask the little girl to bring me a way?"

He seems to hear his own long-term heart and start to beat it. Look at the witch's eyes is like a hungry wolf is staring at fat and beautiful little lamb.

"Okay, where are you going?"

"I want to go to the shrine, if you can, I want to walk less, and there are more places, I don't want to sunburn the sun."

"Oh, sorry, today's shrine has a very important guest, not open to the outside." The witch smiled.

"That goes to the main hall, I want to give my son to sign." He said very sincere.

"Well, I just know a small road to the main hall."

She took the hand of the elderly. "I will take you?"

"The old man" laughed, the pleats on the face were crowded together, like the ghosts who climbed out in the oil pot of hell.

The young witch is kindly, and the whitened hand masks the dead hand, just like a sickle that has gripped the dead.

......

"Asaki Temple! We are here!"

The bus leaves after the last classmate gets off, and everyone has entered the "wind thunder door", which is the gate of the Asakusa Temple.

Washen is the first time I came to the Asakus Temple, and I also had some small excitement in my heart.

Everyone took the lead to the side of the temple, the water was poured into the left hand on the palm of the wood, and then drunk.

Washali is looking like a sample, but love strips still see his unskilled, because he poured the remaining water in the water scoop.

"The remaining water in the scoop, the water in the scoop can take down the right hand, wash it with his hand," love the sandy heart. "