I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo - Chapter 1062

“The Mingli fire hundreds of years ago started because I missed an appointment in my previous life, and 100,000 lives were wiped out. Half a month ago on Yoshihara Yanshang, the kimono escaped from the Yoshihara Shrine and restarted Shenyin. I can’t blame myself, but I am tired. Master Takato is imprisoned here alone.”

Putting the black-robed priest on his shoulders expressionlessly on the grass, Abe Temple calmly and firmly looked at the middle-aged man with a somewhat similar face: “If you can’t take Master Kato away from here, my sword The heart will be covered with dust for eternity and cannot be penetrated.”

“You stinky brat who calls your father by his first name just likes to get to the point!”

“However, this sea of ​​trees is too strange, even if it is my “round sky”, I can only predict the general direction. It should be possible to ensure that you won’t be ‘there is no return’, but it may not be necessary to find someone or something. ”

The middle-aged man named Abe Bushi scratched his messy hair, and carefully squatted down in front of the Shou Chending to check…

“Tsk tsk, didn’t I tell you not to touch Shou Chending’s body, why did you carry it over here?”

At the neck of the black-robed priest, there was a slender gap that was drawn by something.

“The royal family has always looked down on us. If we leave traces of our Abe’s visit, wouldn’t it give others a chance to trouble us.”

“Who told you that this is a corpse?”

Facing his father’s ramble, Abe Temple habitually turned his face away.

“Ugh…”

Before the two of them finished speaking, Shou Chending in front of him suddenly let out a faint breath.

“Are you still angry?”

Abe Bushi took out two pieces of chess pieces, one black and one white, from the sleeves of his robe, which were as warm as jade, and tapped them on the opponent’s chest one after another.

“Formula · Soul Requiem.”

“Formula Star Mark.”

As the pieces shattered, a layer of soft spiritual light covered the body of Shou Chending.

“I…you…”

The wound on the neck shrank and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the signs of the black-robed priest also stabilized.

“At Shimokyo Seimei Shrine, Abe Bushi. Please tell me, what happened here, and who did it with you?”

Gently holding the back of the other party’s head, Abe Bushi turned his ear and asked succinctly.

“There are two guys in black robes who sneaked into the sea of ​​​​trees… The one who did it… was one of them, a foreign woman…”

Enduring the pain of the throat wound, Shou Chending replied in a sullen voice: “Her technique is very strange… We can’t sense it at all, we can’t resist it, and we can’t escape…”

“Foreign woman? Weird magic? How weird…”

Listening carefully to this Shou Chending’s words, Abe Bushi only felt his eyelids jump and smelled a strong “trouble” aura.

“Crack.”

Amidst the crisp cracking sound, the rotten black tree on the side suddenly broke off, and fell right towards where the two of them were…

“careful!”

Facing the depressed tree trunk, the Abe Temple man standing by the side did not turn his head, but his body had already drawn the knife in a conditioned reflex…

Two days are first-class, the sword heart is clear, and there is nothing.

The dense light of the knife broke through the air, and the black tree was torn apart on the top of Abebu’s stone, and scattered weakly to the side.

“No one…and no energy fluctuations…”

The next second, Abe Temple’s ghostly figure appeared at the broken half of the tree trunk.

“But to say it’s a ‘natural break’, the timing and direction are too coincidental, right?”

Looking at the hollow tree trunk that was already dead inside, he still had a calm expression on his face.

“No, it’s no coincidence.”

On the other side, among the dust and sawdust, Abe Bushi, whose cigarette **** had been extinguished, had a pale face: “It seems that this time, Yin Yang Liao is in big trouble.”

“Dead… When was it… I clearly killed all of them…”

Abe Temple looked back and saw that the black-robed priest who was supporting him had completely lost his breath of life.

“It was fate that killed him.”

A broken branch, at some point in time, broke through his dense knife light and pierced the man’s throat.

“destiny?”

Hearing this word, Abeji narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

Unlike spiritual power, resentment, and divine power, which are “visible to the naked eye”, and the “rules” that trigger them to take effect, “destiny” is a mysterious and unknown existence, invisible and intangible, but always affecting it silently. everything.

“The outside world only knows that the Abe family is good at yin and yang, but they don’t know that since Seimei’s ancestor was appointed as a doctor of astronomy, the superb technique is really the ‘astronomy’.”

“My ‘Qingming Yishu’ takes the nine-gong astrolabe as the radius, and implements the magic of “Zhen Shi Lu Ju”, which can only touch the black and white, which is independent of resentment, spiritual power, and divine power. There is no trace, but it is irresistible. The power of destiny…”

Abe Bushi pointed out a black chess piece with his fingertips and tapped lightly on the forehead of the black-robed priest who had no breath.

“After deliberation, is it a pre-determined decision… Today, it seems that it is a match for the opponent.”

The chess piece turned into a majestic black mist, spreading from Shou Chending’s forehead…

“We… No, it’s this sea of ​​trees that has already fallen into the big net made by others with ‘destiny’.”

Where the black fog passed, strands of orchid filaments that did not know where they came from or where they went ~www.mtlnovel.com~ were densely covered in the forest.

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“Sneak, step carefully, leaving no trace of wandering.”

Just as Abe Temple and his son were wandering around the Aokigahara Sea of ​​Trees, a melodious female voice was echoing in the center of the Sea of ​​Trees, humming a low and eerie exotic folk song.

“Like a cluster of ghosts, breathing, avoiding, watching.”

The black robe could hardly hide her beautiful figure, and she walked unhurriedly under the vast canopy of trees that covered a radius of several kilometers.

“Hunter, prey, homogeneity… heterogeneity is the enemy.”

Above the head, branches full of strange things, like a dead group of tombs.

“Destruction is a tribute, an absolute certainty.”

Under his feet, in the barren sandy soil, the thick roots of the trees wriggled like snakes, looming.

With her head lowered and humming a song softly, the black-robed woman stepped on the dance-like steps, carefully avoiding these dangerous roots, and headed towards the trunk of the giant black tree.

This person is the “Fate Sacrifice” who stayed alone under the tree after being separated from Mochizuki Yasushi.

“Twenty years, is this the first time someone has come to this place uninvited?”

Five Shouchen Ding, blindfolded with black cloth, quietly appeared from under the tree trunk and listened attentively…

“There is no aura leaking out, no wonder ‘Aoki Yugen’ didn’t sense it.”

Compared with the previous Shou Chending, these priests were stooped, with gray beard and hair, and they were much older in their gestures.

“There is no news from the comrades who are guarding the periphery, presumably…”

“Take her down, and then contact Yin Yang Liao to confirm the situation.”

After chatting a few words in a hurry, these Shouchen Ding dispersed in a swift manner that did not match their appearance.

The slender and dense black vines wriggled out from under the black priest’s robe, turning into an overwhelming black tide, surrounding the “Fate Sacrifice” from different directions…