Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

However, why can Wu always hear a feeling of disgust from Akong's mouth?It should be the first time they met... It should be?

"Akong? Wouldn't you be, have a holiday with her?"

Although a mess of things was ahead at this time, it was obviously meaningless to ask this inconspicuous question, but Wu Ye blurted out this question.

"Festival? Huh, it's not that simple."

From a moment ago, Akong seemed to have grown up suddenly, no matter whether he was naive or simple, he never appeared again.

"...Should it be called Nie Yuan, to put it bluntly, this is just anger."

After being silent for a while, "Akong"'s tone was low, as if he was cursing: "If it hadn't been for his existence to provide the soil for the survival of those onmyojis, then there would be no such horrible guy born...Uh!!"

The words of "A Kong" came to an abrupt end, replaced by a wailing like a wounded beast.

"Akong! Are you okay?" This time, Akong's speed slowed down obviously, and when she changed to Wu, she held her back. Her face was pale and terrifying, even if she fell in the next second, he wouldn't be surprised.

If such a situation is caught up by Fengjian Youxiang, it will be completely finished, what should I do!What should I do!

Wu also looked down at his hand...It was really uncomfortable to gamble with life.

...

"It is so, ha ha ha, what a wonderful fate this is."

In the gap, Yakumo Zi's mood was unprecedentedly happy: "The accident at that time was actually because of her existence, Yatatori, that hatred of Onmyoji, and the words Fengjian Yuxiang said, must be She is no doubt."

"It looks like this," Yakumolan glanced at Akong on the outside of the gap and exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, her original plan was ruined by her. It's incredible, even her presence at this level. Did it also fall on that person's hand?"

"It's not going to fall, at least she hasn't been'dead' yet, although it's almost dead now."

Yakumo Zi's eyes showed a thoughtful light: "This can understand why Siji Yingji will be familiar with Fengjian Youxiang, and the key is the Yata bird."

"If you speculate like this, the dead end we set for Fengjian Yuxiang was also broken by her, no, should you say that you have suffered for her?" Yakumolan tried to say.

"It should be like this. Although I don't know why Yatadori appeared in that place, it must have something to do with Shiki Yingji."

"You mean, the King Hades was aware of our plan? Knowing that we are going to use the hands of Onmyoji to kill those monsters who oppose?"

"No, this is unreasonable. Yan Wang has no reason to know this, at least she shouldn't have known beforehand, and we can't think of the reason why she, who was born as Yan Wang, rescued monsters."

After a pause, Yakumo Zi's face showed a smile again: "Regardless of the reason, we finally know why Fengjian Yuka was not killed by Qingming's kid back then. The result of the two-on-one is actually a death. It’s a wise choice for us not to deal with that monster personally."

Chapter 51 Transactions

"Make a deal."

Siji Yingji, who returned to the Hall of Justice and Quzhi again, made this request abruptly, facing the fairy who was almost killed by herself just a moment before.

"deal……"

Huo Qing'e raised her head and glanced at Siji Yingji: "I don't seem to have the right to refuse."

"of course."

"Then please tell me about the content of the transaction."

Huo Qing'e's calmness made Siji Yingji feel hesitant, but she still spoke: "Today I can let you go once."

"What a great tone... although you are indeed qualified to say this."

The meaning of Huo Qing'e's words is that Siji Yingji didn't understand it, but now it is not so important to understand it. She paused, and then said nonchalantly: "This is a condition I can provide."

"the only?"

"the only."

"Ha ha."

There was an unexplained laughter. Under Siji Yingji's dissatisfaction with frowning, Huo Qing'e replied, "So, what do I need to do?"

"Just stop them."

"They mean?"

"The tyrant of the flower, the saint and the undead, and Yata bird," Shiki Yingji said lightly: "Now they are fighting, you just have to stop them."

"It's really simple," Huo Qing'e said with a smile: "Do you think that with the current me, you can stop those monsters?"

Without waiting for Siji Yingji's answer, Huo Qing'e continued: "Shenzi and Tu Ziji don't talk about it, how do you want me to stop Feng Jian Youxiang?"

"She just leaves it alone."

Siji Yingji glanced at Huo Qing'e intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly said: "How many times can your magic be used?"

"Magic?" Huo Qing'e was stunned, then his gaze fell on the wall chisel in his hand: "You said this?"

Siji Yingji nodded: "Through this, you can use the same way of movement as that gap, right?"

"Simple understanding is like this," Huo Qing'e said with a faint eyebrow: "However, this is a temporarily borrowed power, and now there are probably only three use opportunities left."

"enough."

Siji Yingji waved and removed the technique that was shrouded in the hall of right and wrong: "You are responsible for the saint and the undead, and I will be responsible for bringing Akong back."

"So, just take them away from that place? This is indeed a very suitable solution, but, have you forgotten something?"

Huo Qing'e asked with a smile but not a smile: "What about Adam? As far as the possibility is concerned, his winning rate against the upper hand, see Youxiang, is less than one in ten thousand, right?"

"It's ok."

Siji Yingji lowered her eyes: "If Kazejian Yuxiang has to fight anyway, let her deal with it."

"she was?"

There was a gentle sound of footsteps in the ears, and Huo Qing'e followed the prestige, and saw that the third eye floating in front of the young body of the visitor looked unusually bright.

"I understand everything."

She stood at a distance where they were barely visible, her calm voice was like a plucked string, and her faint hoarseness was intoxicating.

"Then I beg you." Siji Yingji said without turning her head.

"Oh." In response, she sighed slightly, and walked towards the two of them slowly.

Huo Qing'e squinted slightly, and asked with some uncertainty: "I remember you are the master of the Earth Spirit Temple, your name is, Gu Mingdi...?"

"Gu Mingdi feels."