The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1898

Behind him, among the light blue butterflies, a little boy emerged from it.

Chapter 0151 beauty struggling in the quagmire

"I remember your name is... Santuhe and Hong..."

Liang Yiluo glanced at the little boy in front of him, pondered for a while and said.

"Yes, Lord Liangyi!"

The little boy with silver hair had a respectful tone, but the smile on his face was ferocious. He lowered his head deeply, his forehead throbbed with pain, and his biggest hole card, the killing stone buried in his left eye, was trembling with fear. and surrender.

This is a situation that Santuhe and Hong have never experienced. Ever since he found this life-killing stone in the Vatican and embedded it in his eyes, Santuhe and Hong can be said to be dead. A puppet controlled by the demonic power and desire of the killing stone, a puppet who lives in this world to fulfill his own wishes.

The power of the killing stone is very powerful. Santuhe and Hong used the resonance between the killing stones to obtain not only one killing stone, but with his strength and will, he could only use the power of the one in his eyes at most. If there is more, his body will collapse. It is conceivable how creative the Tugong family's spirit-eating technique was, using the dog god Bai Rui to swallow the killing stone and seal it.

However, it is such a powerful killing stone, and now it will also convey fear when facing the man in front of it, because the man in front of him is the real owner of the killing stone-the nine-tailed demon fox Yuzao, who defeated and turned him into himself The Great Onmyoji of Shikigami!

"I know what you want to do... Find enough hosts for the killing stone in your hand, and then let the power of the killing stone explode completely, fulfilling your wish to revive your mother."

Liang Yiluo's words were very plain, but Santuhe and Hong's bodies trembled after hearing this, and the enthusiasm on his face distorted his entire spirit.

"Ha... The killing stone does have this power, because the essence of the killing stone is the power of the dragon god at the root of this world, as long as you pay enough price, you can fulfill all the wishes of this world... I know you have taken a fancy to Isayama Mei There is also Isayama Huangquan, Isayama Mei will not talk about it, she is a person who is easily tempted by the killing stone, and Huangquan, if you want to make her fall, you need to spend a lot of effort."

Liangyiluo told Santuhe and Hong Hong's thoughts and plans. The little boy didn't think there was any problem with it. As the former owner of Yuzao, it was normal for Liangyiluo to want to guess his thoughts.

"Then Master Liangyi..."

Santuhe and Hong just said such a sentence, and Liangyiluo understood what he meant.

Because Liangyiluo has always been very close to Isayama Koizumi, the little boy dare not peek at Isayama Koizumi.

"Do as you wish. If the Black Witch doesn't fall into the darkness, she will never find her way... Besides, this is her fate, and I have no intention of changing it."

Santuhe and Hong received Liangyiluo's approval, and his complexion brightened.

With a hook of Liangyiluo's fingers, a red light lit up in Santuhe Hehong's pocket, and a crystal-like red crystal flew out of his pocket and landed in Liangyiluo's hand. The crystal exudes a suffocating temptation, which is just a fragment of the killing stone.

Playing with this fragment, a normal person would probably be tempted by the killing stone, but when facing Liangyiluo, this killing stone is honest, its owner is Yuzaoqian, and the owner of Yuzaoqian It is Liangyiluo, so Liangyiluo is also the owner of the killing stone.

"I did nothing, all the tragedies in this world have nothing to do with me, I am just a bystander, and those tragedies are caused by human beings, human beings are such a wonderful group, even if things haven't happened, they As long as they think they are in danger, they will take the initiative to eliminate them, but they don’t know that it is this kind of behavior that will lead them to destruction.”

Liangyi laughed out loud, as he said, he is just a spectator, these people will regard him as an enemy, a terrible opponent, but they are all human beings and their own brains. Yi Luo also followed suit and asked them to make their own imaginations come true. The most powerful conspiracy was that none of his schemes worked, yet people believed them all.

"...Then let me see the face of that beautiful young girl struggling in the mire!"

With his back facing Santuhe and Hong, Liangyiluo's figure gradually disappeared into the sunset, while the little boy bowed his head respectfully, and gradually disappeared in the fluttering of butterflies.

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Tokyo at night became quiet. This is not the downtown area of ​​Tokyo. At this time, there are few pedestrians. Isayama Koizumi put his black hair up and combed it like a lady. She was wearing the purple kimono left to her by her adoptive mother, and she wore an orange coat over the kimono, which was embroidered with blossoming chrysanthemums.

Isayama Koizumi didn't wear clogs, but a pair of sandals with a bow. His beautiful jade feet didn't even wear socks, and the white veins on the insteps were exposed.

She was sitting on the steps in front of a closed gymnasium, with her hands on her knees, her moving eyes staring straight at the neon lights in the distance, and the faint breeze blowing her hair fluttered with it with.

That sad and beautiful figure seems to be going away by the wind at any time, just looking at the city like this, as if he can't find his way home.

"Boom—!"

A muffled sound came from not far away. Isayama Koizumi, who was sitting on the steps in a daze, turned his head and saw a figure buying drinks at a vending machine at the bottom of the steps. The sound that came before was the sound of the drink falling out.

In this silent night, the sound carried far away.

Isayama Koizumi just stared there blankly. When the figure who bent down took out a drink from the vending machine and stood up, she saw his true face clearly through the bright moonlight.

Shaking his head and smiling, Isayama Koizumi didn't know if it was fate, or if the other party had been following him all this time, so he would meet him at this place and at this time.

The shadow obviously also saw Isayama Koizumi, he walked up the long steps without hesitation, the leather shoes stepped on the stone platform made of cement, and there was a crisp echo. When he stood in front of Isayama Koizumi, that face It's more clear.

"Teacher... the tail-walking girl will be arrested and brought to the police station for conviction."

Isayama Koizumi sighed, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

A black shadow flew over, and Isayama Koizumi subconsciously reached out to catch it. It was an unopened bottle of green tea.

"But if the teacher who is worried about the students escorts me at night, not only will I not be arrested, but Mr. Police will also respect me."

Liangyiluo sat beside Isayama Huangquan and said with a smile.

Chapter 0152 'Ono Komachi Tomb'

Liang Yiluo pulled away the energy drink in his hand, of course he didn't need to drink this kind of thing to refresh himself, but although there were many messy drinks in Yamato's vending machine, most of them were not very tasty, the only thing he liked was this Tiny glass bottles too.

"Master, do you still remember that I like to drink this?"

Isayama Koizumi looked at the green tea in his hand, tilted his head and smiled.

"The last time you bought a drink from a vending machine, this is what you chose." Liang Yi said back, and he drank the drink in the glass bottle in his hand in one breath, playing with the empty bottle.

Even Isayama Koizumi is very happy to be remembered as her hobby. She is not as delicate as those delicate girls. She unscrewed the green tea bottle and licked her thirsty lips. He raised his head and quickly took a big gulp.

"Where's your inseparable 'Lion King'?"

Ryogiro glanced at Isayama Koizumi's side, and asked knowingly, the Lion King is a treasure handed down from generation to generation in the Isayama family, and it is also Isayama Koizum's personal weapon, no matter what time it is, even at school, she will always carry it with.

After hearing these words, Isayama Huangquan trembled, and a look of loneliness flashed across her face, but soon she smiled freely and said: "...The Lion King is now my sister."

As if she was afraid that Liangyiluo would not understand, she explained in detail: "...in the evening when my father found me, he gave up the idea of ​​passing on the head of the Isayama family to me, and passed on the position of head of the family to me. sister."

Liang Yiluo stared carefully at Huang Quan's face, wanting to see unwillingness and anger on her face, but there was nothing on her face, although she was a little lonely, but more of a relief in helplessness.

"You have been training yourself as the future head of the Isayama family since you were a child. After more than ten years of hard work, you will be exhausted in one day. Aren't you angry with your father?"

"of course not."

Isayama Koizumi clenched the green tea bottle in his hand, lowered his head and muttered, "...that shouldn't belong to me, I'm not a direct bloodline of the Isayama family, I'm just an adopted daughter. It should belong to Sister Ming, I am already very grateful that my father was able to raise me without parents, so how could I blame him."

Liangyiluo patted her shoulders, as if to comfort her.

"Thank you... Master... for still being here to listen to me." Isayama Huangquan forced a smile.

"You wear this kimono very beautifully...but compared to kimonos, Huang Quan is more suitable for you to wear uniforms. It's just that this kimono reminds me of my sister. You look a little like her now."

Liang Yiluo looked at the distant night sky, chatting with Isayama Koizumi in the middle of the night.

"Master's sister?"

Isayama Huangquan became interested, but after seeing the memories on Liangyiluo's face and not wanting to say more, she suppressed her mind and didn't ask any more questions.