I’m in Konoha: I Have a Mosquito Power

Qingkong is not interested in participating in the affairs of the Rus State.

Even though the four little girls of Newborn Light are all good-looking and beautiful, but he is not an LSP reincarnation, he has to rush over when he sees a beautiful woman.

The data needed for the God Creation Project is almost collected.

Qingkong also started Ultrain Computing and took the second step of this plan.

"Qingkong -kun, welcome!"

At the entrance of the restaurant, Inticus, dressed as a maid, saluteed very well.

"Indikes?"

I haven't been here for a while, and when it comes to seeing Inticus dressed like this, Qingkong still doesn't dare to recognize it.

"Hehe, how about it, do I look good in this suit?"

Sure enough, it was the Inticus, returning to its original form in less than three seconds. She carried her maid's skirt and turned around in front of Qingkong.

Then... he fell down all of a sudden.

"Be careful."

Qingkong helped Intikes up, and shook his head helplessly.

"Um."

Inticus was also very embarrassed, her little face flushed.

But the little girl is the little girl, but after a few minutes, she forgot about her embarrassment, and she became bouncing about again, and couldn't take any time off.

After staying in the dining room for half an afternoon, and after learning about the situation of Intiqs, Qingkong came out inside.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door of the restaurant, he noticed something wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.

There was no one on the street, and it was very deserted.

People two kilometers away, when walking in this direction, as if they had encountered a ghost hitting a wall, they would involuntarily turn to other directions.

"Does the idler dispel magic? It's quite convenient to clear the field. Even if this method is used, don't you plan to come out and meet?"

Qingkong smiled slightly and turned his head to look in one direction.

"Sure enough, isn't it an ordinary person?"

The sky was approaching dusk, and in the gloomy alley, two figures gathered and formed, and then slowly walked out.

This is a man and a woman.

The man on the left is about two meters tall, wearing a black Gothic windbreaker with a cloak.

With blood-red and half-long hair, he looks pretty handsome.

It's just that there is a barcode-style tattoo on the right cheek, and there are several earrings on each ear.

It looks a bit nondescript, and it destroys his image.

On the right is a beautiful woman with a long knife.

He has dark purple waist-length hair, a beautiful face, and a deserted look.

The upper body of the white short-sleeved shirt was tied at the mouth of Hungary, revealing the slender waist.

The bottom of the body is blue jeans, but it is directly missing a trouser leg, which is still the kind that has no root.

Of course Qingkong knew these two people.

The beauty is working for the fallen angel...no.

It is the predecessor of the gods of the gods, the former female pope of the Amakusa-style cross sect of the original island country.

But now he has withdrawn from the organization and joined the special forces of the Eagle Country Puritanism, the Church of Necessary Evil.

She is also one of only more than ten "sages" in the world. She has strong physical strength and is good at swordsmanship and hand-to-hand combat.

As for the men.

His name is Steyr Magnus, who is also a member of the Church of Necessary Evil, but he is a rune magician.

He is good at fire magic and belongs to the first-level genius.

At the age of only 14 years old, he completely analyzed the existing 24 rune characters, and at the same time developed six rune characters with new powers.

Well, don't look at this guy Steele, who is two meters tall, looks like an uncle, is still an old smoker, often swallows clouds and smokes.

But he is actually just a teenager, and he hasn't been a big one yet.

In other words, this made Qingkong couldn't help thinking of the 30-year-old Xiaomeng teacher in Shangtiao Dangma School.

Good guys!

Thirty-year-old Loli.

Fourteen-year-old uncle.

Yes, it's really forbidden, it's beyond admiration.

"The two are here to find me?"

Facing these two plot characters, Qingkong asked with a smile.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, hand over the people, we can leave immediately, or you are declaring war on our magic church, kid!"

Steele stepped forward and said, his attitude was very unfriendly.

Moreover, just look at his posture, how he doesn't look like a 14-year-old, he is exactly like a wicked party in the society, he grew up drinking alcohol...

"Oh, the Magic Church, what a majesty, haha."

Qingkong smiled, naturally he didn't put Steer's bullshit in his eyes, because they were at different levels.

Wanting to threaten him, it was almost the same for Coronzon.

"So, you are determined to be an enemy of us?" Still took a step forward, and his voice rose a little higher.

"no no."

Qingkong shook his finger and said: "For the sake of not being an enemy, the strength of both parties must be similar. As for the two of you...I'm sorry, you are indeed not qualified."

"what?"

Steer was furious when he heard the words, gritted his teeth, and even the Shinsara Hoori beside him couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Well, you arrogant fellow, if that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Steele flicked his black cloak and his face became serious.

"Listen clearly, my magic is called Fortis931. Realize it, you fellow!"

With his fingers flicking the cigarette butt in his hand, Steel opened his palm full of the gorgeous ring again, and chanted the magic spell.

"Flame, please follow my will and bestow painful gifts on giants..."

Boom!

A large group of flames appeared on Steele's open palms, and it gathered more and more, gradually forming a small wave of fire.

But now...

Let's not talk about the power of this magic.

At this casting speed, who can stand on a horse?

When you finish chanting the spell like the old lady's foot cloth, a lame man has ran 200 meters away, okay!

Watching Steele still make a blind gesture.

Qingkong was also completely speechless, and wanted to turn his head and go home.

What are you doing? You might as well go home early to watch the monkey play on the street, lie down on the sofa, eat snacks, and watch the annual drama of the island country.

It's superfluous.

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ps: The picture shows the gods of fire weaving. .

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