Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"I wanted to take her back to Yin Yang Liao, but unfortunately it has been destroyed."

Shrugging, Wu Ye seemed to be telling other people's stories, and said in a silent tone: "So I put her on the wall temporarily."

"...Where are you talking?" Yuko's mouth grew puzzled.

"The vision there is very good, isn't it? Although she doesn't seem to be very dedicated, she is also a hero who has fought to the last moment for humanity. She can see her wish come true under her nose. Isn't she getting what she wants?"

Takeya looked up at the barrier that was almost shattered, and slowly said, "Humans are no longer able to fight back. Then, as long as the monsters are defeated, the establishment of Gensokyo can be on the agenda."

At that moment, Yuko saw a stubborn madness in Wu Ye's eyes.

"..."

Yuko was silent. When the dream and reality were getting closer and closer, she realized that no matter how hard she tried, she seemed so weak in the face of fate.

Turning around, raising his face, the Westward Demon fell asleep quietly, but involuntarily exuded a desire to wake up, as if a kind of obsession, calling her from a certain distant place.

"That's right, we can start to build a paradise right away."

Yuko stared at the Westbound Demon, and the Westbound Demon seemed to be staring at her. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to caress the cold branch. A biting chill came from the palm of his hand, and a coldness that seemed to be swallowed suddenly grabbed You. Child's heart.

Hiding the timidity that wanted to retreat, Yuko turned his back to Wu and asked, "Then, Wuya, do you have any ideas? What should you do?"

"..."

Powerlessness is a cruel thing. Whether it is Gangnir or the power of the realm, the power Wuya possesses almost applies to individuals.

In the face of an army of tens of thousands of monsters, personal bravery can really do little, especially when the monsters are desperate.

Although Takeya's power is not suitable for group warfare, if it is ruthless to ignore Kyoto, it is still possible to put everything in the dust.

It's just that in addition to the constraints of the plan, Wu Ye must now be cruel to destroy the monsters and this Kyoto that Seimei guarded to the end... Can he really do it?He is not sure about it himself.

"You hesitated," Turning his head, Yuko smiled faintly: "Sure enough, I haven't figured out a good way? It's still the same as before, so aggressive, so confident, so gentle, although still a little unreliable. "

"Yuzi...?" Wu Ye stared at Yuko in a daze, is it an illusion?He always felt that at that moment, Yuko seemed to overlap with the shadow of a certain undead.

"But don't worry, Wu Ye, isn't there still me?" With her arms akimbo and raising her head, Yuko poses a full of energy to Wu Ye.

This is a lie.

Compared with the mask on his face, the mask in Wu Ye's heart has been worn since he was sensible. He knew better than everyone how to hide himself.

"No." Wu also scowled, and refused without thinking.

"Huh? Why!" Yuko's expression collapsed, pouting her mouth to express her protest.

Wu doesn’t know what Yuko wants to do, but at this moment, the figures of Yuko and Yuko always overlap and separate in his mind. His hunch is completely different from Reimu’s super lucky. It can be said that it is only malicious. The worst intuition that will work in the future.

For all bad speculations, Wu always had a hunch in advance, which seemed more like a curse than luck.

"It just doesn't work anyway."

It is the first time for Wu Ye to speak to Yuko in such a harsh tone. He turned his head away and muffled: "I can work with Zi, there is always a way."

"Here again, Wu Ye, you are trying to be strong again," Yuko pushed back, unwilling to show weakness, "Do you think I don't understand Zi's situation? Even she can't deal with such a large group of monsters? ."

"Can you do it?"

Perhaps Wu just wanted to choke the overconfident Yuko, but after hearing these words, Yuko's face showed the cunning of the successful plan.

"Of course."

Stepping back half a step, leaning her back on the cold branches of the westbound demon, Yuko raised her head and looked at the unnoticeable flow of the air and the first cherry blossoms that fell.

"I can definitely do it."

This sentence seemed more like a cheer than a declaration, and more like Yuko cheering for herself. Quietly, it seemed to be hidden in some unspeakable hope.

Wu didn't dare to look at Yuko's eyes, because as long as there was a thought to retreat, he would immediately stop the opponent, even if it was strong, he would not let Yuko step into this battlefield.

But Yuko's eyes were extremely firm.

Obviously it looks like a weak wind, and the next second it seems that tears will roll in his eyes, but Yuko's sight has never escaped.

Just like the darkness always yearns for the light, Wu always envy those people who have the beauty that he doesn't have.

Silence may be the best answer at the moment, Yuko also smiled sweetly at Wu.

"If I find anything unreasonable, I will stop you immediately!" Wu can only do this.

"Hehe."

With a laugh that was the same as usual, Yuko raised a playful little face. Although the pressure on her slender shoulders was distressing, her confident eyes were inexplicably reassuring.

"Looking at me, you don't have the sense of righteousness that you want to sacrifice yourself, right?" Yuko winked at Wu.

Such a Yuko reminded Wu Ye that when he first met, the other party would curse himself with a doll without saying a word.

The stiff face finally fluctuated softly, Wu Ye pretended to seriously comment: "Well, it looks quite cunning."

"Huh~"

He squeezed his nose at Wu and shook his back proudly. Yuko pressed his forehead to the West Demon and whispered softly as if talking to himself: "Autumn and winter will come, and then it will come soon. The next spring, I will call Zi Zi. This time the three of us will go to enjoy the cherry blossoms in the new paradise."

Ding----

The crisp ringing like a wind chime rang without warning, and a cherry-colored brilliance suddenly enveloped the Westward Demon from bottom to top.

"Soul Eater Butterfly·Three Points Saki."

Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen

In a word, that is fate.

Everyone comes to this world with a unique mission. It doesn't matter how soon or later, there is no prioritization, but only aware of it or not.

"This time, we must catch...!"

The short black hair was dyed with the brilliance of a cherry blossom, a kind of energy that could not be understood with the existing cognition returned and circulated between Yuko and the West Demon.

Three points, five points, seven points—

The original bare branches were instantly covered by countless cherry blossoms in full bloom, and the sakura light almost encompassed all of Kyoto. That dazzling brilliance made any color in the world meaningless.

This is not Wu Ye’s subjective exclamation, but when the Qifen Saki Westbound Demon came to the world, only this splendid cherry color remained between the heavens and the earth, and the originally sunny sky was covered by a gray cloud. Blocked by.

The cold, gloomy, and desolate air surrounded Kyoto, and the only light was the open westbound demon, shining like the North Star in the night sky, but it was a pity that the direction it pointed was full of ominous flavor.