Chapter 676: Wenwen

Late at night, Kujo family.

In the bedding spread directly on the tatami, the witch with black hair and black wings was sleeping peacefully, but from the arc constantly outlined by the corners of her mouth, it could be seen that she was currently having a beautiful dream.

It's just that, suddenly, the witch who was still smiling just a moment ago suddenly became distorted.

"Don't, President-sama, I never dare to randomly write about you and the eldest lady again..."

The witch with a face full of fear woke up from the dream, and there was still obvious lingering fear in her eyes.

Fortunately, after gasping for breath, Wenwen gradually calmed down. She turned her head to look around, and after seeing this familiar room, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me to death, fortunately it was just a dream. I thought I was really caught on the spot by the President-sama?"

The black-winged witch wearing loose pajamas said as such while gently patting her chest, comforting the heartbeat that hadn't returned to normal.

Although it's quite strange for one person to talk to herself in the room, there's no way, that dream just now was really too scary, and she needed to vent her emotions.

"Water, water, water..."

Perhaps it was excessive fright, Wenwen suddenly felt that she was a bit thirsty. Of course, this should be a psychological reaction; after all, a witch couldn't really be thirsty, but this didn't prevent the black-winged witch from preparing to climb up to pour herself a glass of water.

"Here is water."

It's just that, before she left the bed, a hand handed a glass of water to her.

"Alright, thank you."

Wenwen thanked her politely, then took the glass of water and drank it in one gulp.

"Yay, refreshing, I've come back to life. I was almost scared to pee just now."

The black-winged witch finished drinking the water and made a satisfied sound.

It's really good, someone delivers water when thirsty...

Delivering water?

Wenwen, who realized it later, realized something was wrong. Wasn't she sleeping in the bedroom? There were no maids or anything in this bedroom. Who gave her the water just now?

Hiss...

The terrified black-winged witch had the feathers on the six wings behind her back all explode. She retreated to the corner of the room with a flash, and then saw the uninvited guest who was currently kneeling obediently by her bed.

That was a witch who looked very handsome on the outside, but there was a cross-shaped scar on her originally handsome cheeks. If this were someone else, they might have been disfigured because of this scar, but on this person, it not only didn't damage her beauty but instead looked even more heroic.

At this time, the moonlight in the sky shone on this outsider along the open room door, just like a spotlight on the stage. That coldness of the moonlight, that mysterious scar, that long sword on the waist, matched with the other party's cold eyes, that cold temperament...

"Wow, such a cool sister."

Wenwen said as such, then subconsciously blinked a few times, leaving this scene in her heart.

Emmm... alright, it seems it's not the time to take photos and leave images, but there's no way, it's a professional habit.

"Who are you?"

Carefully saving the image into the "Night Self-Use" folder of her memory database, the black-winged witch frowned and asked with some vigilance.

It's just that, after hearing her inquiry, the sharp sword eyebrows of the uninvited guest raised.

"You don't recognize me?"

She asked back as such.

Wenwen: "..."

Crazy, why should I recognize you? Is it possible you are very famous?

The black-winged witch was a bit speechless, but didn't dare to say the words in her heart directly.

After all, Grandmother is also living at home now, and now this cold female swordsman can actually sneak into her room without anyone knowing. This represents one thing, that is, this person's strength is absolutely not below her own grandmother.

But Grandmother is a Peak-level strength.

Wenwen is currently recalling her experiences during this period, thinking about when she offended such a big shot, otherwise how could she be touched to the bedside in the middle of the night.

But she really had no enemies on Yingzhou Island. She had been busy following the eldest lady during this period, okay? She didn't even have time to investigate the customs and practices of Yingzhou Island, so how could she offend anyone?

The black-winged witch was very aggrieved. She wondered if this person was an enemy of Grandmother or something.

"Adult, did you recognize the wrong person? I don't look like my grandmother either."

Wenwen asked carefully.

And that cold female swordsman actually nodded upon hearing this.

"Mm, you are not as good-looking as your grandmother."

She said as such.

Wenwen: "..."

A "well" sign immediately appeared on the black-winged witch's forehead, and she felt cold with anger for a while.

Although this is indeed the truth, can you be a bit more tactful? Which girl can listen to this?

Damn, don't think that just because your strength is strong you can...

Alright, strong strength can indeed do whatever one wants.

Even though Wenwen's fists were clenched with anger, she didn't dare to show half a point of anger on her face.

"Adult, you are joking. My strength is not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Grandmother."

The black-winged witch said humbly.

A witch's beauty is generally directly proportional to her strength. Young people like Wenwen who have only touched the edge of a Grand Witch cannot compare with those elders, not to mention that Grandmother was also the number one beauty of Yokai Mountain when she was young. That Yamato Nadeshiko temperament was very tempting. (Refer to Dead or Alive's Momiji/Tengu.)

In this regard, Mother perfectly inherited Grandmother's beauty and temperament. The two are at least 80% alike, with the difference that Grandmother is more heroic and Mother is more gentle, but as for Wenwen herself...

Alright, if you only look at the pure appearance, she is actually a bit more beautiful than Grandmother and Mother when they were young, but the premise is that this beauty can only play a role if others don't know her.

Otherwise, probably no one would care whether she is beautiful or not. After all, compared to how to get her, old acquaintances would generally care more about how to flip her.

Hmm, such a good-looking big-mouthed crow, if you punch her, will she also "ying-ying-ying"?

Sigh, you are a beauty, why are you so asking for a beating?

And just when Wenwen carefully touched the life-saving crow feathers on her body, preparing to find a way to escape, something that made her dumbfounded happened.

That cold female swordsman under the moonlight reached out and touched her face, and after the wide feather-woven sleeve brushed past, this uninvited guest had already changed her face.

"Hahaha, since even the eyes of you big-mouthed crow can be deceived, it seems my acting skills are indeed perfect."

Having restored the original version of the skin, which is the earth girl Dorothy with braids and glasses, she laughed triumphantly.

Although she had decided to shoot Magic Shadow, Dorothy didn't intend to appear with her true face. She prepared to open another vest.

It's just that, this time it's not because she's afraid of becoming famous or something. After all, the vest of the eldest lady's identity had almost fallen off. After she killed Sophie Liya at the God King Cathedral before, this popularity had long been hopeless.

The reason she disguised herself again this time was simply because she didn't want to scare the nail-households she was going to see later.

After all, she had cut down the person known as the number one samurai of Yingzhou Island, Seta Sojiro, and killed Izanagi before. With such a record, it was impossible for that group of troublemaking samurai to be arrogant in front of her as long as their IQ was normal.

That wouldn't be fun.

If they weren't arrogant and all pretended to be good people, then Dorothy really wouldn't be very convenient to pull out her sword and cut people.

Therefore, this time she had to change her identity and visit incognito, so that she could witness the true faces of those samurai masters.

For this reason, she spent several minutes specifically re-molding a shape for herself.

Unlike the previous earth girl glasses eldest lady or the killer spicy girl image, this cold swordsman's appearance was seriously molded by her. It was just that it was the first time she had seriously put on makeup, so Dorothy was a bit bottomless, not knowing whether it was good or bad, so she thought of finding Wenwen to test it.

As far as it looks now, her craftsmanship seems to be not bad.

What is it, makeup is just like this; you don't even need hands, just so-so.

The Home Witch, who relied on magic to cheat, thought in her heart.

And opposite, Wenwen was truly scared.

"Eldest lady, it's actually really you..."

The black-winged witch trembled.

She would rather really face an attack from a terrifying Peak-level than see this. This is directly a nightmare come true, okay?

Recalling everything in the nightmare just now, Wenwen's face was scared white, and maybe it was because she drank water just now, the big-mouthed crow who had too much water couldn't help but clench her legs.

Oh my god, I almost couldn't hold it. Toilet, I want to go to the toilet.

Originally there was no such need, but extreme fear forced the need.

"Eh, am I that scary?"

Looking at the exaggerated reaction of this News Agency senior in front of her, Dorothy was stunned. She scratched her head, not understanding.

She hadn't said anything or done anything yet.

However, time is tight and the task is heavy. If she continues to play with this Senior Wenwen, the sky will be bright, so keep everything simple.

"Sophie Liya asked me to find you. Please, Senior, come with me and help me shoot some things."

Dorothy said as such.

She directly moved out the name of the Pure White Witch, then observed the reaction of this senior, wanting to see if her roommate was bragging.

And opposite, Wenwen, who was already holding it quite hard, trembled all over upon hearing this name, and then her face turned red.

"Senior? What's wrong with you? Speak, do you agree or not?"

Looking at this senior who suddenly turned into a statue and didn't move, the Home Witch waved her palm in front of her and asked.

And Wenwen, with a red face, took a long time to look back. She first glared at Dorothy with anger and gnashed her teeth for a long time, and finally squeezed a few words out of her teeth.

"I'll go, but Eldest lady, can you go out for a moment? I'll change my clothes."

She said this almost word by word.

"Oh, oh, alright."

Dorothy looked at this senior strangely and blinked.

Hmm, this senior's pajamas are indeed not suitable for going out.

"Then I'll wait for you outside the door. Hurry up, we are a bit rushed for time."

She said as such, then got up and went out.

And after the Home Witch walked far away, the black-winged witch finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately she didn't find out, my life was almost finished."

Wenwen, whose ears had even turned red, had tears in her eyes. She rejoiced in her heart.

Then, she hurriedly got up, took off the clothes on her body at light speed, and then immediately waved her magic wand, which was a witch's laundry spell...

And outside the door, Dorothy, who was originally confused, blushed all of a sudden, but there was more curiosity in the Home Witch's eyes.

"Oh my god, Sophie Liya, what exactly did you do to the senior? A name scared her to pee. This..."

Dorothy suddenly had a brand new understanding of her roommate's reputation.

However...

The Home Witch reached out and rubbed, extracting a memory image. In the picture, the black-winged witch had a flushed face, tears in the corners of her eyes, legs clenched, pitiful...

Yay, the evidence of this damn big-mouthed crow is in hand. Now let's see if she still dares to stare at me and steal photos in the future.

Hehehe, Senior, you wouldn't want others to know that you actually know water magic, right?

Dorothy waited outside the door for about two minutes. Wenwen, who had changed her clothes and still had water vapor on her body, walked out of the room.

"Didn't you say you were just changing clothes? Why did you take a bath?"

The Home Witch looked at this senior and complained "impatiently" as such.

And her reaction made the black-winged witch feel more at ease.

"Girls should be clean when going out. It didn't take long, what's the rush? It was just these two minutes. Just walk faster on the road later."

Wenwen said as such, then didn't give the other side time to talk nonsense and directly entered the main topic.

"Tell me, how does the President-sama want me to cooperate with you? What do you want to shoot?"

And Dorothy touched her face, switching her appearance back to the cold female swordsman, and then her tone also became cold along with her appearance.

"We plan to shoot a Yingzhou documentary next. We need you, Senior, to help be a photographer. You know the shooting method of Magic Shadow, right?"

Cold killer Tsukimi Kuro said as such.

"Eh..."

Watching the eldest lady change her disguise again, the black-winged witch was still not used to it, but she still nodded.

"Magic Shadow, this is simple. You can question my strength or character, but you absolutely cannot question my photography technique."

She emphasized as such.

Then, she snapped her fingers, and a pile of "long guns and short cannons" emerged from behind her, floating beside her like floating cannons.

Dorothy looked at this Senior Wenwen's equipment and couldn't help but pout.

Tsk, worthy of being someone who plays photography, really rich.

She recognized these "floating cannons." These are professional Magic Shadow image recorders. They can not only take pictures of people's images but also record people's moods.

Simply put, it's a camera with mind-reading functions.

This stuff is very expensive. Not counting the camera body itself, just looking at those lenses, the value of the equipment Wenwen showed at this time was several times the Home Witch's coffin money.

Although this stuff actually couldn't read her mind.

"Eh, why is there no emotion display? Is the heart filter broken again?"

Wenwen tried to debug the equipment. Those "long guns and short cannons" flew out, aiming at the Home Witch from various angles and multi-camera positions, while dozens of pictures flickered in the black-winged witch's eyes.

It's just that there were only the eldest lady's figures in these lenses, but no emotions could be sensed.

This made Wenwen a bit puzzled. After all, her lenses were high-end goods, and the mind-reading collection on them was forbidden-spell level. As long as it wasn't a Peak-level of the mental system, other Peak-levels could be shot. How could this eldest lady not be shot?

Eh... is it possible...

Just when Wenwen had a terrifying guess in her heart, suddenly, a black and red emotion appeared in the lens.

"Oh, oh, fortunately, fortunately, scared me to death. I thought the eldest lady was really disguised by an old guy as the legend says, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. How could a ten-year-old witch really have Peak-level skills?"

The black-winged witch breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, then hurriedly manipulated those floating lenses to catch up with the cold swordsman who had already walked far away.

I, Tsukimi Kuro, am a swordsman.

A sword is a murderous weapon, and swordsmanship is just a trick to kill people. No matter how beautiful the language is used to cover it up, this is always the truth.

Dorothy slightly leaked a wisp of emotion to let the lens capture it, and then whispered in her heart. This inner voice was also faithfully captured by those Magic Shadow lenses.

Ronin Qian Bao is currently serializing. ===== CHAPTER 677 =====