Summoner of Miracles

“Hmm?”

Luo Zhen, Xiamei, Chunhui and Winter stopped to prepare for the journey and turned around and looked at the source of their voices.

There, a man dressed in a black suit with a flat face and sunglasses on his face, without a slight expression, stood in the crowd like a robot.

The people around them seemed completely unaware that there was such a person here, directly frightened and unconsciously distant.

This reaction was almost unconscious.

This is not only because of the silent appearance of the other person in a very unworn suit at the festival, but also because the other person is not half angry and, like a dead person, feels excluded from the heart.

Even Chun Tiger couldn't help but hesitate, then uncertain conversation.

“Are you... are you calling us? ”

That's what Chun-hoo asked.

And yet...

“Chun-hoo. ”

Winter summoned Chun Tiger, his voice was full of harsh and sinister, and he frightened Chun Tiger.

But even so, Winter still tightened his face, grabbed Spring Tiger's collar, dragged him to his side and took a step back.

“Winter... winter? ”

Chun Tiger was a little overwhelmed.

“Come with me, stay away from him. ”

Winter was forced to say the same thing, keeping Chun Tiger away from each other. Only Luo Zhen and Natsume remained where they were.

However, even though they did not retreat, their attention was focused entirely on each other.

The reason is simple.

“Style God...”

Natsume lowered her voice and identified herself.

Yes, it is.

The man in front of you is not a man, but a god.

It's not just because they don't behave like humans, but they don't have the same human spirit in the eyes of a goddamn spell.

So, the other side could only be Style God.

“Natsume. ”

Luo Zhen gave Xia a hint.

“Yes.”

Natsume nodded solemnly and finally took a slight step back, but stood in front of Spring Tiger and Winter, looking ready to protect them.

In fact, the purpose of summer is indeed to prepare for the protection of spring tigers and winters.

After all, among those present, only Spring Tiger and Winter are ordinary people, face God, and have no ability to confront.

No, it's not just Spring Tiger and Winter, all the people around us who come to the festival are just ordinary people.

In such a situation, if the other party is suddenly in distress, one can imagine how tragic it would be.

In other words...

“Is that what you're asking us not to do? ”

Luo Zhen is talking to himself and muttering like a sarcasm.

But the opposite God is not moving.

“Sorry to scare you. ”

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“Actually, I was instructed by my master to look for someone. ”

Who is it?

“Fall view. ”

The gaze of Style God shouted at Spring Tiger, making such a noise.

“Just now I did hear you call that name. ”

In other words, the other party suddenly made a noise and called people because they heard Chun Tiger mention the target's name on the way to find them.

The other party's goal, it's called out here.

“Which one of you is Earthgate Autumn View? ”

Style God asks like this.

The other party's goal is precisely Luo Zhen.

In this regard, Luo was not surprised at all. Natsume also confirmed his condensed face. Even Chun Tiger and Winter held their breath and silenced.

“To me? ”

Luo Zhen admitted it very simply.

“I am the Autumn View of the Land Gate. ”

When this word came out, Style God's gaze suddenly stared at Roseanne.

It's like seeing a target show up and no one else in your eyes.

And that's what they said.

“My master wants to see you. ”

The Formula God so requests.

“May I have a moment of your time? ”

That's what they said.

Obviously, even if the words appear to be so respectful, the other party's request is still inadmissible.

This can be seen from the other party's reluctance to compromise by keeping a close eye on Luo Zhen, regardless of everyone around him.

Luo Zhen can also imagine that if he refuses, there is a good chance that the other party will launch an attack on the spot.

At that time, you and Aunt Nacchan and all those around you, as well as Spring Tiger and Winter, are likely to be affected and injured.

Of course, this development, Ro Jin also guessed, would not have been so ironic otherwise.

So...

“Yes.” Rojin said again very simply: “Lead the way. ”

“Yes.” The god bent over to salute.

“Autumn View!” Chun-hoo, this is like realizing the seriousness of the matter, shouting.

“Humph." Winter snorted coldly, but a happy smile appeared on his face, like enjoying this mess.

In this case...

“Brother, Winter, leave first. ”

Summer eyes did not leave each other, opening to Spring Tiger and Winter behind.

“We don't know if something dangerous is going to happen next, so please don't follow us. ”

Natsume so commanded.

“How can this be...!? ”

Spring Tiger's subconscious shouts.

However, one hand pressed Chun Tiger's shoulder.

“Well, don't be so casual, Chun-hoo.” Winter pressed Spring Tiger's shoulder, but the smile on his face didn't disappear, "he said.“ Next up is the world of the Yin Yang master. It's better for ordinary people like us to hide well. ”

“Winter...” Chun Tiger looked at Winter and didn't know what to do.

That's when Lo Zhen spoke.

“Don't worry.” Ro Zhen said extremely casually: “It will soon be over. Go and take your seats and see if we can catch up with the fireworks later. ”

Easy and scattered attitude, as if not to look at each other.

Fortunately, the other party is just a style god, ignoring Luo's real performance, quietly waiting for Luo's real move.

“Chun-hoo. ”

Winter pressed the hand on Spring Tiger's shoulder to start pushing hard.

“... let's go. ”

Chun Tiger's expression appeared to struggle, his fist held tight, and he was unwilling to make this decision later.

They just turned around and left.

Among them, Winter walked without hesitation, and Chun Tiger turned back several times and finally ran away.

Soon after, the two joined the crowd and disappeared.

“Fall view. ”

Natsume just walked back to Luo Jin, ready to go back and forth with him.

“Let's go. ”

Ro really didn't make any representations about it, just to the other way God said so.

“Please.”

Style God flanked his body in one direction, reaching out his hand and making a gesture of pleasure.

Luo Zhen lifted up his steps and walked forward.

As a matter of course, Natsume also followed in silence, as a style god, half a step away from Luo Zhen, and the horse's head was looking.

The two of them left together under the guidance of an unknown Style God.

No one has found that in such a country festival, the world belonging to the Yin Yang Master unfolds quietly.