Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Pedal!

The demonized Lai Guang struck towards Cuixiang with a stride, the thunder light in his hand gathered into the most violent battle axe, leaving a long scorched black on the ground across.

"call--"

Cuixiang exaggeratedly took a deep breath, and then lightly squeezed Lai Guang with both hands, and the atmosphere instantly became torn apart like the ground being torn apart.

On the way that Lai Guang was walking, the entire space was shattered into countless faults by Cuixiang, and a strange scene like mirror refraction was presented to Wu Ye.

Lai Guang’s hand and foot were stuck in different space cracks and couldn’t move, but at the last moment, she threw out the battle axe in her hand, with a destructive aura, crossing all the broken pieces. Cuixiang was cut in half straight away.

What's weird is that the Cuixiang that was chopped in two by the battle axe turned into a wine-colored mist and dispersed. When the mist condensed again, she was already standing on top of Lai Guang's head.

The upper body condenses the entity, but the lower body is still illusory mist. This is the ability possessed by Cuixiang and the most incomprehensible use.

Facing Lai Guang who couldn't move this time, Cuixiang's fist would no longer be skewed, but the fist she shook did not touch any entity, but sank into the deep gap.

After a short astonishment, Cuixiang cast his gaze on Wu Ye: "Along, what are you doing?"

Chapter 97—The Tip of Destiny

Yeah, what am I doing?

Before the brain could figure out why, the body had already acted automatically, and Wu Ye's first perfect gap was actually used to entrap allies.

Uh, wait, which side is the friendly?

"Along." Looking at Wu Ye who didn't say a word, Cuixiang sighed for a long time, took his hand out of the gap, and once again misted Lai Guang who was trapped in the shattered space far away.

She came to Wu Ye with a complete body, and said earnestly: "Don't waste your time, even if you really regard that kid as your friend, no one can save her now."

"That's not necessarily, Cuixiang." Cuixiang's expression turned helpless when the voice of Hua Fan came from a distance.

"I knew it, you must have done this with Aaron," Cuixiang covered her face, and said to Hua Fan as if helplessly as if warning: "Don't forget, you are also a ghost, Hua Fan."

"I know." Hua Fan nodded lightly.

"Then you should know that this kid is dead!" Cuixiang said in a vicious voice.

Seeing the two ghosts, it seemed that neither of them was willing to back down and start fighting if they didn't agree. Wu also quickly pulled them away: "Wait, why Lai Guang... why is she dead?"

Hua Shan's face stiffened and turned his face away.

Cuixiang glanced at Hua Fan with hatred of iron and steel, and then spit out two words to Wu Ye viciously: "Idiot."

"Huh?" Wu was also dumbfounded.

"You fool!" Cuixiang's expression on her hips was exactly the same as a certain ice spirit.

"What do you mean by stupid! It is a stupid to say that others are stupid, do you want to be the strongest in Gensokyo... That's not right! Who wants to talk to you about these nonsense! Talk business!" Wu also looked at him silently. Hua's Cuixiang really couldn't figure out where to provoke her.

"Huh, Aaron, I ask you, have you heard an example of someone turning into a ghost before today?" Cuixiang asked Wu Ye, staring unkindly.

Ignoring Cuixiang's deliberately targeted attitude for the time being, Wu also carefully listened to the content of the other party's words, thought about it, and said: "This is not the case. This is the first time I have seen this situation."

"That's right, then do you know how many years have passed between the ghost race and the Onmyoji?"

"How would I know this."

"Since Onmyoji appeared in this world, our ghost clan has always been the type of existence they are most wary of. Therefore, for thousands of years, we have known their methods well, and they have also understood our strength. "

After talking about the grievances between the two races, Cuixiang asked: "Then, do you know why onmyoji has never been to guard against the hidden danger of ghost blood in human beings like that little ghost?"

"I don't know." Wu also said honestly.

"Because, so far, the human beings who have survived the demonization--" Cuixiang suddenly turned her gaze, and emphasized the tone of the Hua Fan, "No one!"

"No one..." Wu Ye's heart suddenly cooled, but he immediately pointed to the lively Lai Guang and said: "But she has already grown horns?"

"Are ghosts in your eyes a cheap race like a horn?"

Cuixiang stared at Wu with no anger for several times: "Although the human beings who have been transformed into ghosts can obtain powerful power from the blood of ghosts, they will be destroyed by this power at the same time! Because the human body simply cannot bear the ghosts. powerful!"

"..." Wu also fell silent, and he finally understood why Cuixiang would say that Lai Guang was not saved.

"Not to mention that the little ghost's blood is not only the blood of the ghost, but there is also the blood of the ghost of the gods, you can see it, that kind of unreasonable power."

Cuixiang sighed and said, "Even if that little devil's body is stronger, how long can she hold on? Three days? Five days? At most, it will make her die later or worse. In that case, it's better to let her die today. She died in my hands more easily."

Looking at Lai Guang, who was about to break free from space, Cuixiang said with a straight face: "If it's just the blood of the ghost race, with that little ghost's talent that is different from ordinary people, maybe it can really create miracles, but don't Forgetting that she still has the blood of the ghost race of the gods, that kind of power even we can't bear, she is dead!

"No, Cuixiang!"

Hua Fan suddenly said: "Because she has the blood of the ghost clan of the gods, I hope you can let her go."

"Hua Fan, don't you think...?" As if thinking of a certain possibility, Cui Xiang looked at Hua Fan in a daze, with surprise and puzzlement in her eyes.

"Marble Mallet!"

The expression under Wu Ye's mask was slightly frozen, and he heard the most surprising answer from Hua Shan's mouth.

Hua Shan said earnestly: "We are not completely incapable of doing things, there is still hope. As long as we find Wanbao Mallet to find a way to solve the blood of the gods on her body, everything will be restored.

"Don't be naive! Hua Fan!" Cuixiang changed his good words before, and the powerful prestige forced Hua Fan to almost stand upright: "That kind of thing has long been with the group of villains and didn't know that it was exiled to the world. Which corner is it!"

"I will find it." Hua Shan said confidently.

"...It's too late," Cuixiang grinned and laughed deliberately: "When you find the group of villains, this kid has been swallowed by ghost blood."

"Then just find it before she is swallowed."

"You kid?! It's unreasonable to make trouble!"

"so what!"

"you!"

Neither Hua Fan nor Cui Xiang would back down, and when the two ghosts were in a stalemate again, Wu did not pull them apart again this time, but walked towards Lai Guang alone.

"Along?" Noting Wu Ye's movements, Cuixiang and Hua Shan both turned their eyes strangely.

"Ah, you continue, I have something to confirm."

With Hua Fan and Cuixiang's puzzled eyes, Wu Ye came to the same position where Cuixiang stood just now through the manipulation gap, and he slowly stretched his hand to Lai Guang-the horn of his head.

Once, he and Meihong returned to the era of Kaguya Ji. That time, the existence of Meihong and Xiaoxiaomeihong gave Wu an incredible guess.

He has never been willing to listen to Shenqi and Chang'e. His destiny is the path he must take, but if it is true that Meihong said, their encounter is actually destined for a long time.