912 Chapter 215 Mood and Capture Second! (2/2)
Feeling the beauty around him, Nagato whispered in such a low voice.
Only by maintaining this concept, can Nagato advance more leisurely on this endless road to becoming stronger, instead of accidentally losing the way forward one day.
”Nagato-kun, what are you talking about?”
At this time, Qian Cong, who had just gotten up, heard Nagato's whisper, but because the red-haired boy's voice was a bit low, he could not hear clearly.
”I'm talking...”
Hearing Qian Cong's words, Nagato, who looked at the girl, suddenly thought, and the whole person bullied herself. When the girl was caught off guard, she pressed the other party and let her back against the pillar of the pavilion——
”Qian Cong, you said that such a good place here is a godsend opportunity for us to get close to each other.”
As soon as the voice fell, the red-haired boy chuckled and kissed the girl's lips directly, blocking the other party's words directly in his mouth.
”This bastard is still the original bastard, how has it changed!”
At this moment, Qian Cong's mind echoed with such words.
...
...
at the same time.
The realm of existence and non-existence.
”Even so energetic, it seems that Brother Nagato has no problems.”
Indifferently and casually erased the virtual scene of Nagato and Qian Cong kissing in front of her eyes, the girl in white dress said.
Saya had already seen Nagato's problem.
Just like when the two were on their honeymoon before, when it was obviously relaxing, Nagato did not forget to dig into the gods.
From this point, Saya understood that there were some problems with Nagato.
But Saya understands better that as long as he is on a road that is constantly getting stronger, in terms of Nagato's amazing luck, such a situation is completely inevitable, so the girl did not immediately remind Nagato.
The girl's original idea was to wait a little longer and give Nagato a blow.
In this way, it should be able to impress Nagato deeply enough so that the red-haired boy can recall this incident from time to time in the years to come, so as not to get lost in the overbearing.
but--
”As expected of Brother Nagato, this luck is absolutely impossible!”
Softly admiring Nagato's completely unreasonable fortune, Saya turned his gaze to the scroll that was floating in the center of the space. This scroll was nothing else, it was the picture book of the true spirit created by Saya himself.
The picture scroll at this time is exuding some kind of fluctuation, assimilating the entire space.
”If I can't capture the final will, then I will directly absorb all the realm where the final will resides. This young lady doesn't believe it and cannot capture the traces of the final will.”
Saying that, Saya's eyes flashed with a rare flame, burning hot!..