Not only Natsume, but even Kyoko and the lecturers had a serious expression. Silently, he would never let Mitsubishi do whatever he wanted.

Standing alone, Mirror was under the sight of Chunhu and Kun, Natsume and Beidou, Kyoko and the lecturers projected together with a sense of mortality. At the foot of Mirror, Dong'er closed her eyes and couldn't help but breathe.

The most important thing is that this group of students and lecturers can ignore the mirror, but looking at Uchiha Yan on the other side, he is obviously at the upper hand in the battle with his Shikigami, and he looks at ease. This kind of strength cannot be without any news at all.

"Hey!" Jing spat fiercely. "One and two are like this, it's great!"

Aura surged from the whole body of the mirror. It was the anger and strength emitted by the "twelve divine generals". Chunhu's spine was filled with chills, his stomach was cramped like cramps, and his hands and feet couldn't help trembling. This was the tension that Yu Sheng confronted Wu, like a sharp blade.

This is a more intuitive feeling than just now. The object of the mirror just now was Uchiha Yan, and Chunhu and the others were only slightly affected. Now that the object has changed, Chunhu and the others have truly felt the terror of the twelve gods.

"Mirror! What's the matter!" A sound suddenly fell in the air.

And it was accompanied by a sharp "kick" sound like a child crying. The moment he heard this sound, the mirror immediately cursed as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, "kick beast".

"Eh? Wu, crow?" Chunhu hurriedly looked up and flew over Chunhu's lineup with his wings flapping. Under his eyes, there seemed to be a huge crow.

However, it was not right. The black head with a sharp beak and the flapping wings were indeed like a crow, but the head was followed by humans and hands and feet. Moreover, they were wearing the uniform of the demon officer, although they were small in size, and the dark anti-mias uniforms.

"The crow is wrong! Tiangou! Wutiangou!" The crow suddenly looked down at Chunhu and pointed it out angrily. Indeed, although the dress was dressed as a demon official, his posture was the commonly known as Wutiangou.

"Otter Sacrifice! One person, run too fast, woah!? Dragon! There is a dragon!?" Another flew over. Chunhu widened his eyes and looked at the two black dogs on his head, hurriedly revolving, "Black Dragon! Now, don't worry about the dragon! Important, Jing! Jing, have done some bad things again!"

"Hey, Mirror! Dead 'Ghost Ghoul'! What's the matter this time? A bad thing!"

"Say, where is the turtle? There is a dragon, and there is no turtle!"

"Yes, 只! What's wrong with the 只! Have you cleaned up?"

"Kaw! Have you let it go? The mirror is running away! What else is it saying, a piece of cake!"

"Kawakawa! Chan Cilang knows, I will scold you to death! Relieve hatred! Relieve hatred!" It's so noisy.

The worst thing is that it is simply out of place with the atmosphere on the scene. However, everyone felt that as the two Wutiangou were silenced, the tension just now gradually relaxed.

Haruto was helpless and lost his strength. Natsume and others, under the sudden situation, were mixed with anger, surprise and discomfort, and their expressions twitched strangely.

"It's so noisy." However, the mirror was extremely fast and said.

"Mirror! What's wrong with the turtle? Although the breath has disappeared, it doesn't feel like it's like after washing it!" A large motorcycle came in the small square where Chunhu and his party were located.

The galloping horse holding the steel was a man with bright eyes. He was wearing a pilot's outfit that had become an age, and his knees in his jeans were worn out.

And for some reason, I was wearing snow clogs on my feet. The tightness was because my body was leaping, and my keen expression was severe and a positive and straightforward personality.

Chunhu noticed what was hanging around the man's waist. The moment he noticed the thing, he immediately remembered the man's identity.

This person!

Hanging around the motorcycle man's waist was a Japanese knife. Chunhu had seen the scene of this knife being unsheathed in the past.

It was in the live TV broadcast of the spiritual disaster scene. The man who was about to enter phase 3 and was staying on an old tree was wiped out with just one knife.

One of the "Twelve God Generals", and Chunhu's memory is correct. The people present now - those who are related to the magic world, have roughly seen this person.

The young ace of the Demon Game, the independent Demon Officer, Mu Mu Chancilang.

"Not good! Zen Cilang, not good! Jing, this stupid donkey, let the runner!" Mu Mu's Shikigami, Wutiangou Black Dragon and Otter Sai, rushed to report to his master, "Loss of composure, loses of composure! Jing, will pull the cannon in vain!"

Mu Mu looked around at the spiritual disaster scene and frowned under such a strange scene. Especially when he saw Beidou, his eyes became subtle, and he murmured in a low voice, "It's actually a dragon?" Then he noticed Dong'er who was lying on the ground, and saw his dissipating spiritual energy and his eyebrows were even more tightened.

"Jing? What are you doing?" After chanting for a while, he asked Jing to explain seriously.

"You said the bad guy to escape. To put it bluntly, it's useless to pursue it now." Jing didn't take the complaints from the two Wutiangou in mind, but just shrugged leisurely, "Did you say you couldn't get rid of it? You guy?"

"Someone is in trouble. I think this must be a double-cornered person." Mu Mu's mouth turned into a word when he heard this sentence.

"Tell me the facts first. You said you were hindered and let the priest escape, right? Then? What about the person who was hindered?" However, he did not linger on this point, "What do you think? After taking action on the spiritual vein, there was no trace again. It seems that the technique is quite skillful."

"I understand. So, who is that boy?" When Mu Mu asked, he was so arrogant that he dared not be overwhelmed by Chunhu, and shouted loudly. "Please wait!"

"Dong'er - this person is the victim of the spiritual disaster! It's not now, but two years ago! Although there are sequelae under the influence of that spiritual disaster, he has been treated by Yin-Yang doctors and has been guaranteed by the doctor's safety! There is no danger at all. Please believe me!" Listening to Chunhu's desperate words, Jing just scratched his silver hair indifferently. Mu Mu on the other side frowned, not knowing what to do.

"Mu Mu Independent Officer! The lecturer at Shino Yin-Yang School. Everyone here is a student of Yin-Yang School. Today, he was attacked by 'type·chimera' during the actual exam and received help from the Mirror Independent Officer. However, 'type·chimera' has fled. During this period, he is indeed as the testimony of the Mirror Independent Officer, and confirmed that he was intervened by a third party!"

He looked at Chunhu in front of him, looked at Dong'er, then looked at Beidou and Natsume on his head, and his eyes moved towards Kun and others. It seemed that he could not grasp the situation, so the old lecturer straightened his spine and shouted.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!