Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Akong panted, her right arm hanging on the ground unnaturally with a giant cannon, glanced at the mechanical parts scattered on the ground, her expression was extremely gloomy.

Speaking of injuries, in fact, the two mythological powers of Father Yatatori and the three-legged Golden Crow were still able to withstand it, but the damage to the equipment was unexpected.

Speaking of it, this right arm is not a part of her body at all. It was just modified to be able to integrate the power of the gods. This is still beyond the level of the ground for thousands of years-the technology of the Moon Capital.

But it was not because Seimei was hurt that made Ah Kong angry, but the fact that this right arm, which had an extremely important memory with her master, was destroyed.

In this right arm, there is the most important thing the master has entrusted to her.

"unforgivable……"

"ended!"

Qingming didn't give Akong more chances to resist, the rising thunder light shattered the earth, and the thunder covering Akong's head was like a cage, and the aura of destruction came to his face.

"bad……!"

Most of his body was temporarily paralyzed because of the bombardment just now. Akong moved the giant cannon to his front and gritted his teeth and lowered himself: "No, I can only take a gamble!"

"Shishen Qinglong!" Qingming squeezed his handprints, and as a high-pitched dragon screamed in the sky, thunder from all directions gathered at one point, rushing down from the sky.

"Don't think about it!" The red and white figure stood in front of the dragon.

"what?"

Just as the long dragon gathered by thunder and lightning was about to bombard Akong's body, the spiritual dream of only six yin and yang jade lit up behind her suddenly opened her eyes. She was forced out of her ethereal state, and the spiritual power that had originally gathered in her body seemed to have been A big mouth was opened, and it was going crazy.

The unfolding enchantment also quickly collapsed in this second. Although the spiritual power of Reimu at this time had been rapidly declining, it still possessed the strength of six Yin Yang Jade.

"Disappear for me!"

Just like a child’s unstructured play, Reimu shouted to "throw out" all the gathered spiritual power in the most violent way. The almost materialized spiritual power automatically formed the shape of a yin and yang jade and slammed into it. The thunder dragon is coming.

The violent roar turned into a fleeing howl. The dragon gathered by the thunder was smashed in an instant, and the huge yin and yang jade collapsed at this moment. The spreading storm of spiritual power not only directly exploded the enchantment of Reimu, but also Seimei's Doraemon print was crushed.

When Akong opened his eyes again, the world after the spiritual power raged in front of him, only the golden beam of light full of cracks was still standing tall, Reimu was lying on his side indecently, his breath was weak, but But it was very stable. For her, the natural backlash of forcibly interrupting her dreams should not be underestimated.

Fortunately, she has bought enough time for herself.

Not far away, Qingming had returned to the ground from the sky. Although it seemed unscathed, the extremely unstable breath also showed that her injury was not light.

"Even if they weren't chosen, the guys who can manipulate that kind of thing are monsters..."

With a sneer, A Kong put his left hand on his right arm, suddenly exerting force, and unloaded the right arm with the cannon in the beating arc. There were no blood stains, no scars, and the separated right arm suddenly crystallized. , Then shattered and turned into a golden key pinched by Akong at his fingertips.

"key?"

All the changes in front of him are bizarre and incomprehensible, but one thing is certain, that is, from the key in Akong's hand, Qingming smells a hint of danger.

It's hard to believe that after blocking Reimu's desperate attack, she, who is almost invincible at the moment, would actually perceive the threat of death in Akong's body.

"I didn't intend to kill you, after all, it was the command of the master, but there is no way, the blame is only for having something you shouldn't have.

A Kong turned around, and the key in his left hand gradually changed its shape, turning into a pistol that Seimei had never seen before.

The muzzle, which was as dark as the previous giant cannon but shrunk several times, brought unparalleled pressure to Seimei at this moment, but she was absolutely impossible to bow her head to the monster.

"Very confident, youkai, can you...can kill me?"

"Not self-confidence," Akong raised his head with a weird smile: "In the face of fate, no one can resist."

"Fate?" Qingming frowned lightly, and said sarcastically, "The mere monsters are really boastful."

"You won't understand."

Akong shook his head. In the buried past, she didn't know how she would react at this time. She had no history to refer to. She could choose to just follow her heart.

Spanning three thousand years, the law engraved in Hell Crow's heart is only one command from the master. Perhaps when he gave this thing to himself, he had expected such a day, right?

The shadow of the guy who apologized like an idiot unconsciously appeared in his mind, and the arc of A Kong's eyes gradually softened.

Cruel, crazy, obviously a sinner who spread misfortune to the whole world... But unexpectedly he was gentle, and a little unreliable innocent.

"Hey, that's true. Don't cry if the boss is not a young person. It's really worthless. Is this my master?"

Accompanied by Seimei's incomprehensible muttering to himself, Akong's muzzle burst into flames.

"This is the last blow, repent, Master Onmyoji."

"Uh-?!"

Obviously he didn't see the bullet fired, but Seimei seemed to be hit by something. An unimaginable pain began to spread from his chest to his body.

Click.

The crisp sound of fragmentation rang in her ears, Qingming lowered her head with difficulty, and saw a long crack in the hand mirror on her wrist...

Chapter One Hundred and Ten, let’s go and find, the island where the sun sets

"I haven't seen the sea, not once."

Lying on the ground and looking up at the sky, the unprecedented height brings not the broadening of the horizon but the heaviness in the heart that is finally relieved. The girl's self-report is not to change anything, it is just a small hope.

"On the other side of the sea, there is a small island. I always think so. It is the end of the world. The sun rises from the east and sets in the west. The last place I reach is the island. That is probably my life. Have the greatest wish ever--"

The girl stretched her hand to the sky, trying to get close to the far inaccessible distance: "One day I will find a hundred guys who are just like me who are idle and doing nothing to find the island where the sun sets."

"One hundred?" After hearing the girl's words, the boy joked: "Will it be too much?"

"It's not much. As the saying goes, it is enough for a friend to make a hundred talents." After that, the girl slowly closed her eyes, her face was not lonely or sorrow, and some was just the calmness of returning to dust and dust: "Well , If there is really no alternative, it is not impossible to have only one."

"..."

Probably, this is the one--

When I saw hope and was about to go for a big fight, suddenly a basin of cold water poured on my head. After calming down, I realized that the dawn had long been replaced by this fragment. The feeling was not disappointment, but despair.

Now Wu could also feel the pain like a hole in his heart, perhaps the smell of despair.

He didn't understand why so many things happened in such a short period of time. When he handed over the issue of the Moon Capital to Yakumo Zi and returned to Kyoto, he was blocked by the huge double ending.

And after that, this scene is in front of me.

On the dilapidated earth, monsters and humans are very distinct, and there is probably only Qingming who remains conscious, but among them, only Qingming is about to die.

That is a fact that can be seen at a glance. Qingming is like a porcelain doll that has been shattered and barely glued together. The body fragments that are peeling off like pieces of glass are just a little bit of her lost vitality.

A little bit, a little bit, the life floating into the sky like fireflies, Qingming just waited quietly for this to happen.