The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1294
"Although the result is doomed, don't let me down when it comes to the process."
He is a person who pays more attention to the result than the process, but if the result is already doomed, he doesn't care to enjoy the process.
"I hope it won't be too troublesome. The foundation of creating the world is still a bit weak. I'm not ready yet... I don't want to delay things."
Speaking words that no one could understand, Liang Yiluo also left Xixing Temple. When he stepped over the torii gate and formally walked out of Xixing Temple's house, he leisurely raised a hand.
"Then in the end, let's rot under time!"
Gently clenching a fist, the wind of time blows by, and the torii gate behind Liangyiluo decays at a speed visible to the naked eye. The entire area of Xixing Temple, which has a total area of thousands of square meters, seems to have experienced thousands of years in an instant. Whether it's a wooden building or those dead bodies, even the cherry blossom trees slowly turned into yellow sand and gas and dissipated in the air with the power of the first method of Liangyi Luo.
Overgrown with weeds, the mountain turned into barrenness. As time goes by, the secret of a big family here will be completely buried in history. People who come here again after a thousand years will never imagine what happened to it. thing.
Walking on the path between the mountains, looking at the mottled tree shadows under his feet, listening to the soft chirping of the birds, when Liang Yiluo walked down the mountain to the foot of the mountain, he saw half a tree with a strange white mochi behind him. Spirit Swordsman.
The swordsman hung the Bailou sword on his waist, lowered his head slightly, as motionless as a stone.
"Soul demon taboo."
Liang Yiluo opened his mouth and called out his name.
With the appearance of this voice, Soul Yaoji seemed to have life, and his body moved a bit.
He raised his head and looked at Liangyiluo, his eyes were calm, without resentment, only a touch of sadness.
"What? Don't do it to me? For the sake of Yuyuko, I allow you to do it now and spare your life."
Soul Yaoji shook his head and said nothing.
"Oh? Aren't you going to take revenge for your Miss Yuyuko? It's no different from killing her when I die."
Liang Yiluo said inspiring words that could make people feel ups and downs.
"Miss Yuyuko, you didn't kill her... If you saved her, you really killed her."
Soul Yaoji spoke out slowly, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, his resolute eyes were a little moist, but as a swordsman, he suppressed the grief in his heart, "...This is Miss Yuyuko's choice, in fact, a long time ago I I had this premonition, but I didn't expect it to be so soon, and I didn't expect that Miss Yuyuko would use this method to transfer me away. I just hate my stupidity, and I didn't even see Miss Yuyuko for the last time arrive."
"It turns out that you already know everything."
Liang Yiluo nodded lightly, "...Zi is the same as you, she also understands, and she also knows that she can't stop Yuyuko, but she dare not admit it, and her sensibility breaks through her rationality. From this point of view , you are stronger than the youkai sage... Even though you have deeper feelings for Yuyuko than Shizuo, you can still be so calm."
"Maybe I'm a swordsman."
Soul Yaoji smiled wryly.
"Swordsman...then take it, the last gift Yuyuko gave you, don't lose it or break it, just keep it as a family heirloom, use it well!"
Liangyiluo threw the Lou Guan sword that was already in its sheath, and just inserted it into the ground in front of Hun Huo Yaoji.
Half-ling grabbed the hilt of the sword and slowly stroked the sheathed blade with his hands. He used this sword before, and it was very smooth. It was the weapon he had longed for for many years, but if possible, he really I don't want it, as long as I can get Miss Yuyuko's life back...
Liang Yiluo looked at Soul Yaoji with reminiscing eyes, he didn't talk, just walked past him.
Suddenly, just as the two of them passed by, the soul said with jealousy: "...Miss Youyouzi's last year or so was the happiest time in her life. I have been with her for so many years, and I have never Seeing her smile so happily...Thank you...for bringing Miss Yuyuko the last happiness."
After finishing speaking, he hung the Lou Guan sword on his waist and was about to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"Miss Youyouzi is gone, and the 'family' is gone. I am going to hone my sword skills, so let's go wherever I want."
"Then do you want me to give you some advice?"
"Please say!"
"You are a half-spirit, different from human beings... Go to the underworld and search carefully, maybe you will find something that makes you crazy."
"You mean?"
Soul Yaoji turned around fiercely, disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Liang Yiluo just smiled at him, and left without speaking.
"The underworld..."
Watching Liangyiluo's back, Soul Yaoji murmured in a low voice.
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In the land of Izumo in ancient times, there were few people, and even monsters were extremely rare. This is where Suzhan Mingzun, the third imperial god of heaven, lived. Even if the god is not there, there is still a person here. A big monster who is as good as a god.
The endless field of sunflowers, the green-haired girl holding a parasol patrols her territory, the shadow under the parasol covers her face, those blood-colored eyes that look like demons, when she puts her eyes on the flowers in front of her, , also revealed a strange tenderness.
"What a rare visitor, Yakumo Zi..."
Kazami Youxiang, the lord of the flowers of the four seasons, is at the top of all monsters. In this world, no one can resist her sharpness except for a few specifications.
The blood-colored pupils looked into the air, and she raised her delicate chin slightly. Even though she was looking up, it gave the impression that she was looking down on others.
The somewhat embarrassed Zi sat on the gap in the air and stared at this friend and rival whom he had known since childhood.
"Now you are so weak that even I don't bother to kill you...Is there something wrong with coming here?"
She speaks straight to the point, and never pretends to others.
Chapter 0204 low proud head
Yakumo Zi sat on the gap, she and Kazami Yuka looked at each other, holding a folding fan in her hand, clenched into fists and then loosened, her face changed, and her heart was not at peace.
From a very young age, Kazami Yuka and her have been both opponents and friends. The two have fought side by side with powerful enemies, and once killed each other with the intention of killing each other. Thousands of years have passed, a One became the master of flowers of the four seasons, and the other became a sage of monsters.
But also because of this, Yakumo Zi's pride doesn't allow her to bow her head, she can bow her head to anyone, but absolutely can't bow her head to Kazami Yuka, but now there is really no other way.
After waiting quietly for a while, Kazami Yuka saw that Zi didn't speak, she turned around boringly, and continued walking forward with a parasol on her shoulder.
She doesn't like twitchy gestures, and she doesn't want to waste time with Yakumo Zi staring at each other here, she might as well continue enjoying the flowers.
"Wait a minute, Youxiang!"
Zi opened her mouth to call her to stop, but Fengjian Youxiang's footsteps didn't even stop for a moment, and she was still walking forward on the small road in the flower field.
Until Yakumo Zi's next sentence, she finally stopped.
"We need your help..."
Abandoning the last arrogance, abandoning the last dignity, for the sake of Yuyuko, Yakumo Zi stepped out of the gap and stood in the flower field, gritting her teeth, saying word by word what she thought she would never say in her life.
As soon as she finished speaking, she was completely discouraged. It turned out that it was so difficult to seek help from such a rival.