One Piece Dragon System - 711 One Piece Dragon System Chapter 718

Chapter 718: Ling Ling·Mengmo

“Raksha Ghost Bone”

The next moment, the immature dragon’s blood rolled in his body, and the blood of the White King made every cell of his breath breathe. The power flowed along the bones like water, and his vision and hearing were a hundred times more acute.Miscellaneous

The passage of time seems to slow down.He seemed to be standing in a slow-moving movie.

At this moment, Kazama Liuli finally moved, like a peerless beauty, stepping on the raindrops and facing the breeze, like a girl walking in the rain.

The long knife in his hand flips gracefully like a butterfly, and slices of cherry blossoms are dancing, welcoming Yuan Zhisheng with biting murderous intent.

No matter how fast or complicated Kazama Ruri’s offense is, Yuan Zhisheng can disassemble his movements and then issue a counterattack at the exact moment.

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng was like a general guarding a city in ancient times.

But even so, Yuan Zhisheng’s eyes became more solemn.

The two of them, one is the patriarch of the Eighth Family of Snake Qi, and the other is the Dragon King who is the only general among the fierce ghosts. It can be said that they know each other’s details very well, but the only point.

Yuan Zhisheng did not know the spirit of Fengjian Liuli.

In terms of spirit is the hole card of every mixed race, and it is also a variable that may come back at any time. It is this that makes Yuan Zhisheng worry.

The unknown is why I fear.

“Brother, do you really want to know my word spirit? You have the’kingship’, what do I have?”

At this time, Kazama Liuli closed her way, and retreated gracefully, with a heart-warming smile on Qing Guo Qingcheng’s face.

“Of course I can tell you that we are brothers and there is no secret between them.”

A pleasant voice sounded, and Kazama Liuli sang softly. The ancient language that has long been lost has an unrecognizable grammatical structure, but it has an unusual beauty of phonology.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhisheng’s indifferent eyes flashed with surprise, because even if he had a good knowledge of the dragon clan, he could not understand the singing of Kazama Liuli at this time.

Usually when Long Wen is chanted, it is as if a giant clock is ringing.

The sound reverberated throughout the field.

But when Kazama Ruri opened his voice, it was like singing a hypnotic short song. The transparent boundary of the field expanded rapidly, and Yuan Zhisheng was wrapped in it before he could dodge.

In this battle, Yuan Zhisheng had made all the preparations long ago, but could not feel the slightest bit of murder in the spirit of Kazama Liuli, Kazama Liuli was just singing an ethereal song to him.

The singing is melodious, like the singing of an opera, like the cry of a beauty, and the next moment it becomes the whisper of a hundred birds, unpredictable and fascinating.

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng’s eyes were dull, and he listened attentively. From that song, he heard the continuous autumn rain and the bell of the shrine.

As Liuli Kazama sang, the smell of blood in the air quickly faded, replaced by the smell of vegetation, and the sound of gurgling water from far to near.

next moment

Yuan Zhi woke up abruptly, only to realize that he had returned to that mountain town again.

In front of you, a shrine named Shikatori stands under the dark night, a clear stream runs through the town, the whole town sleeps in the rain, and the long grass under your feet is blowing in the wind.

Time seems to be going backwards, he went back to when he was seventeen years old, before the town was abandoned.

The seventeen-year-old Yuan Zhisheng returned to the town where he grew up with a long knife.

He is the youngest member of the Executive Board. He has been ordered to get rid of the evil spirits hiding in the town. At the same time, he is also his brother who came back to see him.

At that time, all the tragedies hadn’t had time to happen. He firmly believed in justice. In this world, the person he cared about most was his younger brother’s childish daughter. There was no contradiction between the two.

He must show well, stand out, and take his younger brother to Tokyo to live a life of class.

He is standing on the road into the town, the fork on the left leads to Katorori Shrine, if he goes there he will see his brother as a demon;

The fork on the right leads to the hut where he lives with his younger brother. If he goes there, he will see his younger brother who returns to the hut after committing an evil. Both brothers will be very happy. Maybe they will play the game consoles brought back by the origin children, or find some leftovers. The ingredients below boiled a pot of soup, guarding the fire and talking about interesting things in Tokyo.

Both original young girls are real.

As the evil spirit’s Yuan Zhinv and the younger brother Yuan Zhinv who trusts him and trusts him, both exist…

At this moment, he can make a choice again.

Making the choice that entangled/wandered his heart for many years has always been a stinging choice in his heart.

There is no regret medicine in the world, but there is it here!

Yanling·Mengmo

No one would have guessed that the evil spirit of Kazama Liuli was a dream tapir with no attack power, but it was one of the most dangerous.

Since the existence of the White King’s blood has not been confirmed, the White King’s line of the Yanling in the periodic table of the Yanling is vacant.

Or only the effect of name and guessing, without any test, Mengmo is such a kind of speech spirit.

The dream tapir originated from a certain Japanese mythology, a beast named tapir that eats dreams for a living.

Tapirs are usually regarded as friendly and timid beasts, silently approaching nightmares in the night, eating their nightmares, giving them a good night’s sleep, and then taking this sitting nightmare back into the jungle.

But nightmares are the worst and most fearful emotions that cannot be digested, so tapir just stores this fearful emotion in the body.On the day it died, it could no longer store those nightmares, so all nightmares were turned into reality in an instant, and those closest to the tapir were involved in these nightmares, and no one could escape from countless nightmares that were superimposed.

Dream tapirs are usually recorded as illusions in history.

“Shu Daigo Essays of the Edo Period” once recorded the story of a monk who used illusion on his lord Matsushige Hideo.

When Song Yongxiu asked Guoxin to frighten him with illusion, Guoxin went down the steps, and suddenly the wind blew in the courtyard, dark clouds covered the moon, boundless trees fell, and then it started to rain.

The courtyard was dark and there was a beautiful woman standing vaguely. She said to Song Yongxiu, “My husband must be very lonely tonight, right?” Song Yongxiu suddenly realized that it was his concubine who had passed away a few years.Song Yongxiu was a man who killed countless people, scorned the gods, and even dared to burn Buddhist temples, but at that moment he was unable to free himself from the illusion of Guo Xin Jie, and exclaimed that Guo Xin Jie stopped.

The dream tapir is this kind of legendary mind control speech spirit, and it is difficult for people in the field to escape from the nightmare, even if he realizes that it is just a dream.

The White King is originally the Dragon King in charge of spiritual elements, and the Yanling of the Kazama Liuli, who has the blood of the White King, is naturally also a spiritual system, even if he is an evil ghost.

at the same time

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng clearly knew that he was standing in a dream, but he couldn’t get rid of it because it was so realistic.

With his firmness of mind, if it is a normal dream, he can still break free, but this nightmare is an exception.

This is not only Kazama Liuli’s nightmare, but also a naive nightmare, a nightmare that has surrounded him for ten years.

At this moment, the dream tapir awakened their common nightmare.

On the ruins of the Grade Music Hall, two figures face each other far away, and the pupils of Liuli Kazama are turning with golden mandala-like patterns, and the same patterns also appear in the pupils of the original.

He couldn’t look away, he could only follow those kaleidoscope-like eyes to look into Fengjian Liuli’s nightmare.

At this time in the outside world, Crow and Sakura also discovered something wrong with Yuan Zhisheng. They just wanted to do something, but they were blocked by a tall figure.

“You are not able to participate in this battle, this is the fate of the two brothers, you just have to watch it obediently”

The golden pupils in Chu Ying’s eyes exuded the majesty of the ancient dragon, and the crow and Ying almost couldn’t breathe, feeling the majesty heavier than Yuan Zhisheng’s kingship. As long as he moved a little, he could feel the sound of bones trembling.

“Young Master Chu Family, what do you want to do? We all have never been your enemy” Ying’s eyes flushed, her voice looked at Chu Han hoarsely, and she asked coldly.

“I didn’t want to do anything, I just wanted to watch a scene well, a wonderful drama” Chu Han narrowed his eyes and laughed silently:

“Don’t worry, as a reward for them to please/please me, I won’t let everyone in your family die.”

After hearing what Chu Han said, Ying and Crow were completely relieved. They knew that the strength of the person in front of them was extremely terrifying and comparable to the Dragon King. With his guarantee, there would be no danger to everyone’s life. .

at the same time

In Mengmo’s dream, Yuan Zhisheng walked forward mechanically. He felt that he was walking on the rainy night many years ago.

The long grass under your feet rustled in the wind, like the waves of the sea.

The farther he went, the clearer the dragon-like curved roof of Katorori Shrine, and the wet/wet roads were lined with stone jizos carved with fine coal.

The three Shijizos, one covering their eyes, one covering their ears, and one covering their mouths, were donated to the town by Shikatori Shrine, symbolizing “don’t see”, “don’t listen” and “don’t speak” in Buddhism.

The palace secretary of Shikatori Shrine said that people living in this small mountain town are actually happy, because they don’t have to listen to the filth of the world or pass on the gossip of the world, so their hearts are quiet.

Yuan Zhisheng stood in front of Shijizo. The rain crackled on the leaves on top of Shijizo. This is a tradition in the town. When it rains, children in the shrine will cover the head of Shijizo with a fan. The big leaves are said to shelter the Ksitigarbha from rain.

After many years, everything is still the same. Although it was an illusion caused by the dream tapir, he finally returned here.

This is where their grievances begin, and it should be where they end.

Kazama Ruri is hiding somewhere in the town, waiting to kill him, right?In the dream, the advantage of being childish no longer exists. Here, he and Fengjian Liuli are only seventeen-year-old boys, and it only depends on whose will is stronger.

He knelt in front of Shi Di Zang, folded his hands together, prayed silently, then lifted the long knife and walked towards the dimly lit town.