Versatile Mage

The location of the Osaka Mansion is somewhat interesting, standing on two overlooking mountains about 78 kilometres from the coastline.

Mutual Looking Mountain is a very similar body of two mountains, with mountainous surfaces and steep slopes. The driveway is surrounded by the hillside, and from time to time you can see some 180 degrees outside of the cliff bend.

The National Palace is at the top of the mountain, also known as the Double Guardian, and in the distance it looks like two gray white castles are standing on the mountain, while between the two sister castles, there is also an empty wooden corridor, there is only one mountain lane, so to reach a guardian, you can only pass through that air corridor!

This double pavilion is very famous at home and abroad. Movan et al. did not expect the national pavilion to be located here, but let them see the architectural art of the Japanese pavilion.

“The eaves of the pavilion are actually the lookout tower. Looking south here, you can see the fiercest sea battlefield in Osaka, so many military bosses also live here... I didn't expect this Japanese restaurant to be so charming!” Jiang Yu said with emotion.

By the time we arrived at the Western Palace, the castle-style architecture was truly magnificent, but in Movan's view, such a castle with sharp eaves and roofs was nothing more than a combination of Midwest and China.

In front of the stone wall, two Japanese magicians in the style of Japanese samurai robes guarded in front of the gate of the wall, and when they saw the Movan group of young people, they immediately looked sharply and felt like they had broken into a restricted area.

“Hey, you're Chinese, right?” A young woman in a kimono was wearing an umbrella and questioned with a certain tone.

She speaks international language that everyone understands.

The women in kimono walked in small steps. The original kimono should have easily decorated the kind of elegant spirit and gentle friendliness of Japanese women, but the woman was not so friendly. The umbrella in her hand suddenly took off and tied heavily on the ground, and the other hand pointed to their group.

“How do you know we're Chinese?” Movan felt a little confused, according to the theory, the Chinese and the Japanese are actually no different. The girl didn't hear them talking in Chinese. Why should they be locked in? Can't the stick work?

“Just because you Chinese tourists never know the courtesy, don't you see a sign prohibiting tours down the hill, can't you read?” The woman in kimono lay on her side, drumming her chest, tall wooden clasp her out of the rare high choices, and even the eyes of Movan were not consciously proud and disdainful.

“Flower girl, we're not tourists.” Movan said.

“Neither can the Chinese who come here to work and mix Japanese identities, get down the hill or I'll throw you all away!” The women in kimono said with great arrogance.

Movan was very unhappy to hear these very stereotypical words from women.

Aijiangtu, official fish, Zhou Xu, Zhao Manyan, Zuji Ming and others have also sunk their faces. Everyone here is a demonic player chosen from major Chinese schools. There is nothing else, but there is absolute arrogance and capital among peers.

This doesn't know where Japanese women come out. Even if the dog's eyes are low, it also makes it clear that they look down on Chinese people, as if their Great Japan is a holy place, and people love to stick it here!

“Don't get angry. Don't get angry. I'll talk to her.” Movan saw the crowd come up quicker in temper than he did and rushed to console him.

The women in kimono still couldn't move, but they were angry, pointing to them and saying: “The double court is a sanctuary in Osaka. Don't bring your filthy turmoil here, get lost. ”

“Stinky bitch, who are you calling dirty? Believe it or not, I'm gonna fucking tear you two apart right now! Shame on you, huh?” Movanton shouted at the woman with this kimono.

Others looked stunned at Movan, it seemed like he himself said not to be angry a while ago, how to exit, scold so loud, the painting wind turned a little too fast.

“What are you talking about, say it again!!!” The women in kimono were directly ups and downs, a little magnificent.

“Fucking bitch!” Movan scolded.

“Not that!” The women in kimono threw the umbrella aside, coldly said.

“Shame on you!” Movan said.

“Nor is that.” The woman in kimono stretched her hands out and slowly placed her milky, thin arms behind her neck, slowly placing her loose hair on a plate.

When her hair drips, she can hardly see the woman's face. When she discusses it, her brilliant face is completely revealed. She is a stunning beauty, and a pair of silver rings perfectly support her milk skin!

“I took down your shitty pavilion!” Movan was not afraid, since this arrogant woman wanted to hear it, repeat it to her.

Drag a wool pull, a big Japanese empire look down on you Chinese punk, they are ordered to kick here, their side has not yet luxuriously kicked open the door of their national hall, the woman is fine, insult them first!

“Humph!” The woman in kimono has finished her black hair, showing that kind of frivolous arrogance, "you'll regret saying that! ”

The air somehow cooled down, and the glossy grey marble beneath the women's feet gradually flooded some strange vines.

Unconsciously, these vines became more, and you can see them intertwining into a more than a meter wide valve, five valves, one at a time blooming like an orange infarct, distributed under a woman in a kimono, suddenly pulled the woman up!

The vines became more and more large orange infarcts, and after a delicate drink by the women in kimono, those plants grew at a rapid rate, completely flooding the large marble flat in front of this western pavilion in less than seconds!

“Chikawa, stop!” A loud voice came from the direction of the Western Palace.

The woman in kimono has reached the level of anger to cold, and her character also knows that it must be the kind of person who doesn't have to worry, but with that voice again, and with harsh reprimand, the smell of the woman in kimono the queen of the jungle quickly dissipated.

Plants intertwined in dense hemp also withered rapidly, and instantly grey powder spilled all over the place.

The moment before, the sword was drawn and the crossbow was stretched. This will restore calm. The woman in kimono is still breathing deeply. You can see her pair of huge pairs | The peak is floating, or you can see her sexy clavicle, also ups and downs, through the unmasked and low mouth...