Hearing Sumiko Nichi.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's fist raised stopped in mid-air.

But it only took half a second.

The south wind in the north plain swung.

The third punch was shot.

Bang.

The eyes of Fujiki Masato and Miraki Kyu in the distance twitched.

Because of this punch, Sumiko Qihai's face became visible to the naked eye and turned blue... and then she recovered quickly.

The bruises on Beiyuan Nanfeng's face are still there.

This is also a very unpleasant thing about the north wind in the north.

After all, this is not a fair battle, although the Nagahara Nanfeng looks like he won.

But it is hard to say if Qikai Sumiko gets serious and keeps fighting or uses the technique.

"The third punch is here, this punch can be considered a return to you. After all, the spirit in my body is protecting me, which is also a cheating person. Just the last moment, I also had the idea of ​​using magic."

Sumiko Nichihara looked at Nanfeng, suddenly smiled and said, "But don't be too greedy."

"Neuropathy."

Beiyuan Nanfeng gasped, shook his hand, which was a little numb, and cursed.

He didn't continue to punch, but his attitude was not good.

Sumiko Nichihachi said lightly: "Words will not cause harm to people."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was breathing and ignored her.

"By the way, I'll ask you a private question. Who taught you how to burn blood in this way? How long can you stay in this state?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng said calmly: "It's all your business."

"Eyes." Sumiko Qikai lay on her back, not angry, and opened her red lips and directly spit out a word.

Then, she carefully looked at the north and south wind.

"interesting."

Sumiko Qihai's eyes finally stopped on the chest of Nanfeng Beiyuan.

"Static." She spit out a word again.

Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly felt a strange feeling coming from his body, just as the blood rushing inside him stopped.

But this feeling comes and goes quickly.

After saying "yes", Sumiko Nichi said, she showed a puzzled look.

Beiyuan Nanfeng has an inexplicable illusion that his whole body is seen.

He frowned and raised his fist again.

"Okay, don't be too ruthless after saying that, don't sit on me."

Sumiko Nichihiro supported the ground with both hands and was about to stand up.

Beiyuan Nanfeng suppressed her tightly.

Found that he could not stand up by relying solely on his strength, Sumiko Qihai lay back and waved directly to Nanfeng, Nanfeng of Beiyuan.

The huge spiritual wind hit the north and south wind.

The north wind flew out again, and there was no way to resist at all.

"It's interesting, how did you do it?"

After the north and south wind flew out.

Then Qihai Chengko got up slowly, patted the dust on her body, came to Nanfeng, and asked.

Beiyuan Nanfeng lay on his back and wanted to get up.

Sumiko Nichihiro directly spread her round and slender legs and sat on his stomach.

It seems like a huge pound of stakes is pressing on his body.

Beiyuan Nanfeng struggled for a while, gave up, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Although I've been mentally prepared for a long time.

But once the other party used the technique and spirit, he had no power to backhand, which still made him feel a little unwilling.

“What about the answer?”

Sumiko Nichihara patted Nanfeng Beiyuan's face, and after waiting for a while, she asked again.

"have no idea."

Kitahara looked at Sumiko Qihai sitting on her body, responded angrily, and said, "In addition, I said you, won't you feel ashamed?"

"Shame?" Sumiko Nichi frowned and asked back, "Why should I feel ashamed?"

The north plain and Nanfeng had nothing to say.

The woman in front of me is not Mio Natsume.

Perhaps just as her attribute panel said.

A woman is like a dragon.

She is an extremely self-centered person.

When getting along with such people, general knowledge is useless, but her own common sense shall prevail.

It's really inexplicable.

Beiyuan Nanfeng cursed inwardly, and when he discovered that the gap between the two spiritual powers was an insurmountable gap, his breathing gradually became smoother.

The boiling blood slowly subsided.

at the same time.

With the anger lifted.

The feeling of burning the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys surged up.

Beiyuan Nanfeng gritted his teeth and his face was a little distorted.

"Um?"

Sumiko Nichihae was very sensitive to the strangeness of the south wind in the northland.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it on Beiyuan Nanfeng's chest.

But it has no use.

The feeling of burning the internal organs is still severe.

Sumiko Nichihae began to ponder.

Beiyuan Nanfeng gritted his teeth hard, his face twisted like an evil ghost, and he no longer cared about anything.

The severe pain came one after another.

Because it's not in your own home.

The current situation is far from being at ease.

Therefore, Beiyuan Nanfeng chose to resist.

In the end, he fought back.

The feeling of burning the internal organs lasted for about ten minutes, and the severe pain gradually dissipated.

The clothes on Beiyuan Nanfeng's body were soaked in sweat, and he also felt the feeling of crawling back to the world from hell.

“It’s really interesting.”

Qihai Chengzi pressed Beiyuan Nanfeng's chest and knew the situation inside him very well.

But it is precisely because she knows it well that she says it is interesting.

"roll!"

Beiyuan Nanfeng gasped: "Get up, your butt is so big, and you still ride on me. Don't you know anything about yourself?"

"After all, it's the body you mentioned to be safe."

Sumiko Qihai smiled, but did not continue to make things difficult for Nihara Nanfeng. She left his stomach, stood up, and stretched.

Beiyuan Nanfeng sat up and slowly adjusted his breathing.

After stretching, Sumiko Nichi stretched out, she thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Do you want to join the countermeasure class and hang out with me with my sister?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng said angrily: "Get out!"
To be continued...