Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

Rebirth of Japan's only wolf inherits Chapter 242

The skin is painted as black, but the girl wearing white muffin shoes passes from the street, forming a strange landscape.

Heyuan Tian lives to understand this.

In his impression, it is not so dark if you are barevan.

Besides, is it really good to paint the skin into a black?

The eye is slightly twitching, the Heyuan Field will determine that only the road is taken away, and no longer look at those black skin.

In fact, in the Warring States era, whether it is a geisha or other, the women usually apply white powder on the face, and painted the teeth into black, then the aesthetics is like this. Therefore, Heyuan Tianzhi's position, these street babes said that it can't understand it, it should be, after all, his aesthetic concept is still in the last year of the Warring States.

Apricot Spring Little girl followed behind the Heyuan Tianzheng.

Although it is a more troublesome thing to follow a little fart, but the river field does not know what the primary school is, so I have to bring her around, and Xingyuanchun has not mentioned this, since the mother After death, she felt very attached to this man who saved her from the mixed hand, perhaps regard him as a family.

During this day, Xingyuan Spring is no longer so silent.

She gradually came out of the shadow that lost his mother, becoming a normal child, although most of the time is very well, but she sometimes hurts the Heyuan Field, until he bought her wanted to eat Snacks or toys.

Due to the disappearance of the early father, Xingyuanchun has already understood a truth, and anything will have dissipated days. Whether it is material or life, even love, will disappear.

Mom is almost, but her way of life is still very long, no matter how it is going.

The emergence of Heyuan Tianzhi saved her and made her a young mind relied.

However, her heart is also a boring uneasy, because she has sneaked the rivers' dialogue that rushed to the mountain's complacection.

Although I don't understand it, she knows that it is afraid that it is not good.

Suddenly she stopped, looking at a coffee shop in the corner of the street.

"Are you hungry?" Heyuan Tian lost his head and looked down to Xingyuanchun.

The little girl is silently nodding, then she is just a "" "sound.

"That goes to eat something." Heyuan Tianzheng took out a few hundred and ten thousand-yen banknotes.

He still doesn't understand the purchase of modern Japan 10,000 yen, that is, there is no good understanding of modern monetary system.

These 10,000 yen banknotes are enough to live in a lot of time. Anyway, she is still a child, the food is not large, and the overhead is much smaller than adults.

Can apricot Garden Spring shake his head: "I will come back to buy some cakes. Do you still have to go to see people?"

"It is also right." Heyuan Tian nodded, "You go back soon."

Xingyuanchun ran and entered the coffee shop, Heyuan Tian Loss station waiting for her on the street.

He is a big kimono, and his head is wrapped on a white gauze.

This is a butterfly to him, because his hair style is really eye-catching.

Japanese ancient warriors, almost all of the "month". It is said that this hairstyle is conducive to ensuring combat power. Although the true and false has not been known, but from the aesthetic perspective, it is almost ashamed, so that there will be someone from Heyuan Tianzheng. So he was wrapped in gauze on his head, so that he looked like a hurt, and the butterfly also said that at least the hair in the "Mediterranean" can be taken away, which makes Heyuan field feel very depressed. .

He looked at the car, the pedestrians, the neon light blur ...

Sometimes, he is unclear, he is really alive.

Yes, from the perspective, he is indeed, and it has become a dead.

From another aspect, he is like a lonely soul of a wandering in the city, and it is incompatible with this bright city.

The world is big, but he doesn't have his feelings. He does not belong to this, which belongs to the age of the group, belongs to the remote small country - name.

Xingyuanchun has not come out, Heyuan Tian lives not to worry, and it has been in a while, and he knows that she will take a good time, she will pick up for half a day.

On the billboard of the high-rise building, the gorgeous color shines.

Now I am playing a skin care product, and the Heyuan Tianzhi looks at the beauty of the above, and the heart said it is, if the teeth are black, it is better.

However, at this time, the picture on the billboard is switched.

This is a propaganda film of Tokyo Metropolitan Museum, showing a variety of cultural relics.

Including some ancient famous knife, Heyuan Tianzhi slowly nodded, like the people who believe in the Nawa, he heard that after they didn't think they were dead, the Pepper will be sent to a house for people. This is a shame for the Samurai.

Then the standard broadcast boat continues, as the movement moves, one by one, the various famous knives that are strictly protected.

The pupil of the Heyuan field will suddenly shrink.

He saw a familiar shadow in the tools that have been considered an antique.

A red long bellet.

The figure is so familiar ...

Yes, that is not dead, in the battle of the State, Pakistan waved two big swords, like women's gods, usually danced in the battlefield.

Every time you wave the blade, you will bring a bloody flowers such as drift petals.

Even if the heart is wore, the neck is cut into the blade, but the female Wuhen can stand up again in the battlefield, which is the real unmanage.

One of the two big swords of the enemy's blood and the furious hate, it is for the tears, and the other is black, and the name is open.

"Don't die, it will actually be in this place !!" Heyuan Tianzhi Jin's eyesight pitch.

They have now got unstead, unmanned, and the blood collection progress is half, restarting the name is just a problem.

But now there is a variable.

- Not dead, it is broken down.

Just like a vampire for sunshine, in the dark, they are moving in the night, but in the sun, they are just a group of dead bats.

For the Heyuan Tianzheng, it is not dead, it is the sunshine of the vampire.

With it, it is not dead, and their dissatisfaction is unable to play, that is, ...

People are killed, they will die.

Heyuan Tian Li Sheng slowly set up ideas.

It seems that the ceremony to accelerate the ghost door is postponed for two days.

It is a matter of urgency, it is not dead, even if it can't destroy it, you can't give the weapon to the enemy!

Chapter 214: Phrase

Xingyuanchun is running out from the coffee shop, and the bag of the small cake is put into the bag.