Holding the hilt of the sword, the restless Shenyuan Feixiang finally stabilized his good spirit.

A familiar force hit the body.

He took a few long breaths, and the turbid air rushed out of his nasal cavity. His strong breathing ability was completely different from the appearance of his weak eyes.

Although he had just woken up, the martial ups and fluctuations in his chest showed that Shenyuan Feixiang's body was far more than ordinary people at this moment. It was exaggerating to kill a cow with one punch, but it was no problem to kill an adult.

During the monitoring of the base, the changes in the pupils of Shenyuan Feixiang and the breathing frequency are included one by one. The collected information must be analyzed professionally, and the mental state of Shenyuan Feixiang is analyzed from the conscious or unconscious body movements of the limbs.

The speed of breathing frequency means emotional tension. The rotation of the eyeball can reveal the uneasy mood. The long-term coma and sleep make the muscles of the Kamihara only slightly shrink, but without the most precise instruments, the atrophic muscles cannot even be found.

Supernatural existence is a terrifying bomb, and emotions are the leads of the bomb. Not every extraordinary existence is as ‘subordinate’ as the guardian Takeo.

Otherwise, what kind of tragedy will the supernatural supernatural cause, the damage in the base is still vivid in my mind.

"Mr. Kamihara, do you remember what happened before you fall into a coma?"

Pushing down his glasses, Kamihara Feixiang narrowed his eyes, as if thinking about what happened before he was unconscious: "Remember clearly, I fought with Takahashi Poor, and was defeated..., so I've been unconscious until now? That's right."

At the end of the last sentence, the god Yuan Feixiang said in a slightly suspicious tone that when a person is unconscious due to external forces, even the memories of the few minutes before the incident will be broken. Shen Yuan really wants to know how long he has been unconscious.

"Yes, you're already in a coma..."

In the bright room, the shadow of objects was shining on the ground by light, and it was extremely dark.

Shadow is the most common object that humans contact but are the most indescribable. As long as there is light, it will definitely be shadows created by objects.

Shadow, sleep, and death, these three things seem to be always involved, attracted to each other and have common attributes.

"Wait a minute!" Looking at the shadow on the ground, Kamihara Feixiang woke up and shouted, "I have important clues about Takahashi's pitiful abilities!"

"In addition to feathers, there are shadows!"

The recorder raised his head and nodded heavily.

After listening to the story of Kamihara Feixiang, the relevant experts in the base looked at each other and were dumbfounded.

Several experts rubbed their heads, please give Earth science some face to see these supernatural abilities. What's going on with these messy abilities?

"After connecting the poor shadow of Takahashi with others, he can control the other person's movements."

An expert immediately flipped through a message from Takahashi's poor file, Fukuto Nanase.

"Fukuto Nanase, the poor student of the same grade in Takahashi, is also the culprit of Takahashi's violence in school. He strangled his handprints on the corpse. The initial judgment was that Takahashi used illusion to control the other party to commit suicide."

"It seems not an illusion, it is Takahashi who controls Fukuto Nanase with shadows, and uses shadows to connect shadows to control them. Such a magical thing can be done." The amazing expert knocked his palm, "So the teleportation that Takahashi who once showed may be with the power of shadows..."

A group of experts have a lot of ideas and analyze Takahashi's pitiful abilities.

This ability that no one expected was a perfect defeat for the first time without knowing it. In the corridor where he thought he was at home, he collided with Takahashi poorly and was pitied by the other party's shadow.

Left a group of experts scratching their heads and grabbing the neatly placed demon swords, a smile appeared on Kamihara's face again.

The moment the palm touched the sword hilt, blood vessels suddenly surged out of the right arm, and a shocking sword intent burst out.

Holding the demon sword, Shenyuan Feixiang's eyes were wide open, and his whole body and mind were poured into his palms.

"Sir Divine Sword."

[Boy, I thought you were dead, tsk.]

【The ability is not good, but the fate is quite great.】

Shenyuan Feixiang didn't care about the seemingly secretly sarcastic sarcasm of the Divine Sword. Everything he could enjoy now came from the Divine Sword, so no matter how ridiculed he was, it would be good to maintain his status.

"I will live hard, Lord Shen Dao." Shenyuan Feixiang showed a silly smile.

A long sword energy came out from the body of Shenyuan, pushing and cutting the ground, exploding on the target dozens of meters away. The target made by the stubborn stone exploded and scattered all over the ground.

Under the dust, Shenyuan Feixiang pushed his glasses with satisfaction.

……………………

Kinki region, Kyoto Prefecture.

Under the clear sky, the guardian Takeo stood on the streets of Kyoto.

His ordinary face seemed to have a spell, and he did not have any special style that shines on TV. He would not be recognized when walking on the street after wearing black glasses. If he could be recognized, Takeo Shuo would be slightly happy to sign for others.

Returning from the Inari Shrine in Fushimi District, Masato was silently playing a drum in his heart. The countless foxes in the Inari Society made him dizzy and uneasy, and his pointed face was almost the deepest nightmare in his heart.

The guards didn't even know what kind of mentality they came here, whether they were awe of the fox demon, or were uneasy for the investigation of Mount Fuji. Their power came from the fox demon, their status, wealth, etc., and they all prospered and lost.

Although the fox demon has not shown any harmful behavior to humans so far, as long as we think of the origin of this power, the fox demon was sealed in Mount Fuji, Takeo, the guardian, seemed to feel that the chain of death was wrapped around him and the people around him.

Someone can tie a bomb to threaten innocent passers-by, but the guards would rather detonate the bomb on their own in a place where no one was.

People came and went, shoulder to shoulder, and no one noticed the complicated thoughts in the heart of the guard Wu Xiong, so complicated that they almost burned him to death.

I don’t know how long it took to leave, but the guards raised their heads and found that they had walked into the residential area.

There are not many pedestrians in residential areas, and small farmlands are mixed in the residential areas, and fruits and vegetables are planted. From this point of view, the islanders and Chinese people have a little bit of interest in the fields.

"Damn, damn."

A man carrying something was cursing and walking on the street. If the guardian Takeo hadn't reacted quickly, he would have bumped into him.

But even so, the man opposite seemed to be frightened, turned his head and cursed at the guard office, and continued to walk forward.

Frowning, the guards did not come forward to argue. He was not willing to argue with others, let alone now that he was in a high position. If he quarreled with others again, it would not be a good thing for the other party.
Chapter completed!