Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Wu Ye, who finally couldn't bear it for so long, finally broke out, stretched out his hands to pinch Lai Guang's small face, and began to pull to both sides desperately, without seeing the stunned eyes of those around him.

"Tell me honestly! When did you come into this era? You still pretend to be Yuan Laiguang? When did your Thunder Hammer evolve into the King of Bull Head! Ah?!"

Looking at the flushed cheeks being pulled by him, Wu Ye suddenly felt a sense of pleasure as if all his troubles disappeared after soaking in the hot spring, and the overheated nerves began to cool down slowly.

However, Lai Guang, who was regarded as the object of venting by him, began to tremble uncontrollably after the initial sluggishness, and bloodshot anger surged to his pupils.

"What a rude...what a rude fellow... how dare, how dare to shoot Lai Guang's face... can't forgive, can't forgive, can't forgive, can't forgive, can't forgive, can't forgive, can't forgive!!"

"Eh?"

Wu Ye opened his mouth and suddenly realized that he had accidentally screwed up something. Lai Guang’s sour red nose was full of grievances, and the tears in the corners of his eyes did not seem to be fake, especially the violent and throbbing purple thunder. This is definitely not that. The thunder hammer hurricane that can tie yourself with a ponytail...

"Well, what? I'm sorry, I seem to have admitted the wrong person." Wu Ye touched his head with one hand, and insincerely said a little convincing reason.

"Never forgive..." The roaring Kuang Lei leaped over Lai Guang's gloomy face. She raised her axe from nowhere, and pointed at Wu Ye: "Go to hell."

"Master Lai Guang, please calm down!" The retainer said this promptly, but he himself swooped to the ground, holding his head without the dignity of a samurai.

Not only the retainers, but the other people around after seeing the purple thunder light that eclipsed the sky, they all began to dodge involuntarily. Qingming this bastard is the fastest runner.

"Hey! Don't leave me!" Seeing Qingming who had already pulled away and flew into the sky, Wu Ye immediately followed.

"Don't bring that wide forehead here, idiot Aaron!" Qingming speeded up and had no intention of turning around to help.

"You two should go to hell!"

In Lai Guang's sorrowful fury, Lei Guang raged on this land for half an hour before calming down.

...

Lai Guang panted and put himself in a big character, lying on the ground without any image, his swollen cheeks had recovered, replaced by a blush of exhaustion.

It wasn't that she had let Wuya and Qingming go as wide as the sea, but that she had no strength to chase down.

Wu Ye and Qingming, who were hunted down on the other side, were uncomfortable. Although Lai Guang had the same temperament and personality as a child, his strength was not naive at all.

Wu Ye didn't see the four heavenly kings of Lai Guang, who had been rumored in history, but he saw traces of those four people on the body of Lai Guang, who was in the embossed version.

Sakata Kintoki's axe, Watanabe Tsuna's sword, Bube Kitake's bow, and Toei Sadamitsu's spear.

In this era, Lai Guang manipulates four weapons at the same time, and the power of each is not weak. So, the most likely situation is that there is no such thing as the Four Heavenly Kings in the history of this world. Some are just This four-in-one version of the super source Lai Guang.

Chapter 50 The Tengu's Admonishment

"Ah, anyway, the joke ends here, don't forget what we are here for."

"Huh! Don't let Lai Guang find a chance!"

"Hey, is it too late for me to quit and go back to the city to sleep?"

"..."

Generally speaking, as long as something like Liangzi is formed, unless one party has a broad chest, it will not disappear according to the degree of grudges, from the immediate death to ten years not too late.

Wu Ye believes that there is nothing wrong with him, right and wrong is this Yuan Laiguang who looks exactly like Yushou.

"I almost got you. Infighting at this time is deadly." Qingming's expression is half-truth, and she doesn't worry that Lai Guang really stabbed the knife in the back. The other party has the pride of being a Genji samurai, so it's not a bad thing to do. Will do it.

What she worries about this battle is that everyone's mentality is too trivial?

In fact, it is not only Qingming, but Wu is more or less aware of it. Although the same human beings, the mentality of people in different camps is completely different.

The shrines, monks and others who came with Qingming were full of worry and deep-seated fear on their faces, but the Onmyoji led by Qingming himself showed a strong sense of confidence.

As for Lai Guang's retainers, they worry more about their lord than about ghosts.

There is only one possibility that this phenomenon can occur, and that is that most humans, including those with very knowledge, do not know Seimei's overwhelming power.

So here comes the question. Now that they know that this group of people are going to fight against Hua Fan, I should find a way to inform the other party, but what should I do?

If only Qingming is alone, Wu can always find an excuse to confuse the past, but now with so many people, he is not sure to play with the immature gap under the eyes of everyone.

Especially Lai Guang, who has been staring at him with malicious gazes, if one is accidentally discovered by her, he is afraid that it will be evaporated on the spot.

The face under Wuya’s mask is very bad, and I don’t know what went wrong. Matsuki Yihime will appear at this point in time and separate them. If we can find Zi, there is always a way. of.

Damn it.

In desperation, Wu, who could not find a solution for the time being, had to follow the group of ghosts. The area where they are located is very wide. To the south is mountains, and to the north is the place of monsters. If they escaped by a Chinese fan, then they It fell short.

It's a pity that the team is not moving too fast. The navigation tool that the entire crusade can rely on is Qingming's divination. Through the traces left by the previous battle between Lai Guang and Hua Fan, Qingming is responsible for tracking the movements of the ghosts.

"You are really good at everything."

Seeing Qingming, who even played divination so superbly, Wu also sighed with sincere emotion.

"Huh? This kind of thing is the foundation of the foundation." Qingming turned around and said lightly. The distance between the two faces is less than ten centimeters. If there is no mask blocking, Wu is afraid that it will be because of the fragrance of the girl. Are you blushing?

The posture of the two people is indeed a bit inappropriate. Because the plan is for elite combat, the number of random personnel has been precisely controlled, which has led to no more horse equipment.

This is why Wu also rides on the same horse as Qingming.

Of course, Wu also doesn't know how to ride a horse.

Having said that, although Qingming said this lightly, Ke Wu also noticed that the onmyojis in the team were more or less unbearable on their faces, but there was a sense of pride in that shame.

This is probably the same psychology of the Onmyojis in Kyoto. On the one hand, they are ashamed of Seimei's powerful talent, but on the other hand, they are proud of having such a powerful companion.

Perhaps this is one of the main reasons why human beings can triumph. Until now, monsters have not formally paid attention to the power of this little onmyoji.

...

At this moment, the monster base camp in the north.

boom!

"Gone? What's the matter if it's gone?"

Xingxiong Yongyi rushed into the crown and smashed the table in front of him. He stretched out his hand to grab the big tengu to ask for clarity, but was stopped by Wenwen.

"Master Yongyi, please calm down."

"Get out of the way!" The irritable Yongyi had to act on Wenwen even if they had a good relationship, and they even often drink together, but she can't care so much about the safety of her family!

Although Wenwen usually speaks better, but it is related to the safety of the big tengu. Naturally, she can't say yes. Even if she is weaker than the other in strength, the two sides are not the same in terms of momentum.

"You guy..." A dangerous smile flashed across Yong Yi's face, and the big fist of the casserole was about to fall, and Cuixiang behind him stopped her with just a light word.