Beiyuan Nanfeng is actually a very proud person.

It may not be obvious in normal performance.

But in his heart, he has always been.

Although he claimed to be a social animal and often talked about the social animal creed, when he came here and encountered so many things, he really didn't like a social animal. He thought of escaping the first time he encountered something.

He is trying to solve problems or go through recklessly.

During this period, he made many choices, maybe second-year, maybe bad, and it may be difficult for people to agree with, but he has always been solving problems rather than evading them.

And the erosion of Grandpa Mio Natsume.

Actually, it can be seen.

He is like Sumiko Nichi

Very self-centered...

So tonight's encounter with Sumiko Qihai is a disaster for the North Yuan Nanfeng.

When I came here, I had never suffered too much setbacks. It can be said that I was the North Yuan Nanfeng who killed the chosen one by the Heaven.

For the first time, I felt the gap in strength and despair in Sumiko Nishikai.

And the other person is still a woman.

It is conceivable what kind of blow this would be to him.

Although he said hard in front of Sanlungui that he was very content.

But he is usually unhappy and does not give any face to anyone, and is not afraid of heaven or earth, and gives people the impression and even makes people feel a little "pretending" to be relieved.

He was really hit.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said something like finding confidence in front of Mio Natsume...

"Brother Yes! When will you carry it to?"

Kitahara Nanfeng hugged Natsume Mio in a princess's posture. After saying the last sentence, he pursed his lips and began to remain silent.

Natsume Mio's face turned red and she called him pitifully several times.

The tone of discussion from the beginning.

I found no response.

To a little tougher.

I found out that it still didn't respond.

Finally, he directly increased the volume and shouted at the north wind.

This time it finally worked.

Kitahara Nanfeng came back to his senses, and his focus of his eyes regained his face on Mio Natsume's face.

"This is no longer a matter of not being shy between brothers and sisters. Let go quickly, let me go..."

Natsume Mio held the big hand on her right chest tightly, her face blushing as if it was about to drip bleeding.

Beiyuan Nanfeng followed her face, his eyes went down, and finally stayed on his hands passing through her armpits.

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng was shocked and immediately let her down gently.

Natsume Mio landed on the ground with her feet, raised her hands to protect her chest, and stared at Kitahara Nanfeng.

"sorry."

Beiyuan Nanfeng thanked him sincerely, and then smiled bitterly: "I just got distracted."

"…Brother Ye, what happened?"

Natsume Mio stood there and took a few deep breaths.

She was shy for a while, but in the end, the latter had the upper hand between shyness and worrying about her righteous brother.

"It's a long story... I'll tell you after dinner."

Kitahara Nanfeng sighed, stretched out his hands, trying to rub his face so that he would not be too relaxed in front of Mio Natsume and reveal too many negative emotions.

But he forgot that he had just been beaten.

He rubbed it violently.

Just took a breath of cold air.

"What are you doing, Baga."

Natsume Mio took a step forward and grabbed his arm, both angry and funny.

"I lost my wisdom..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng put down his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Let's go, go back, have you cook?"

"No... by the way, I have something to tell my brother."

When Natsume Mio heard Kitahara Nanfeng talk about supper, she finally remembered it.

There is still a god sitting on the threshold of his own house...

"Hmm? What happened?"

Seeing that her expression was serious, Beiyuan Nanfeng immediately suppressed her complicated thoughts and asked.

"I'm going to ask my brother."

Natsume Mio looked at the direction where the building was, pulled up Kitahara Nanfeng's hand, and walked quickly over there.

"Me?" Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Mio Natsume's back and asked in confusion.

"Well, do you still remember the stone you picked up and worshipped on that day, and the god who spoke nonsense?"

“…Remember, what’s wrong?”

"She's alive."

"…Ha?" Beiyuan Nanfeng paused.

"Literally, she's alive." Mio Natsume turned around.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Natsume Mio in confusion, then took a step forward, lifted her bangs, and placed his hand on her forehead.

"I don't have a fever."

Natsume Mio raised her head slightly and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng: "The gods worshipped in our shrine have really come to us."

Kitahara Nanfeng retorted: "Do you think it's possible?"

“…really, you can see it yourself.”

Natsume Mio shook her head and pulled Kitahara Nanfeng forward again.

She took Beiyuan Nanfeng to trot all the way back to the building.

Then stretch out the white fingers of the onion.

Beiyuan Nanfeng followed her fingers and looked at Xiaolou.

But who is there...

“…”

Kitahara Nanfeng turned his head silently and looked at Mio Natsume again.

“Eh?”

Natsume Mio was stunned.

The god named Shiori disappeared.

...

The two siblings entered the door.

Natsume Mio stood in the entrance hall and whispered: "Brother Yeshua, I did see it."

"Well, I know, look for it all."

Beiyuan Nanfeng frowned, thought for a while, took off his shoes and walked into the house.

Natsume Mio quickly followed.

then.

The two siblings searched the entire room.

Finally, I went out, walked around the shrine, and then went to the temple to worship the temple.

But let alone the gods.

No one saw the figure.
To be continued...