My daily life

"Is this the nearest dragon black spot?"

After a short flight, Yang Yuan also arrived at the nearest dragon black spot.

At this time, the roads at the outermost part of the Dragon Black Spot had been guarded by Onmyoji, and these Onmyoji were all elites wearing black Yin-Yang hunting robes.

We arrived at the Onmyoji’s base in the polluted area. In this makeshift tent, there were many elite Onmyoji.

However, Yang Yuan did not go in. His main purpose was the Basara here. Other filth were just appetizers.

In another flash, they soon arrived deep into the polluted area.

There are some huge filth everywhere here, but what attracts Yang Yuan the most is the strange-shaped thing.

A thing that looks like dirt, but doesn't look like dirt.

The huge monster opened its mouth and spit out some stone sculptures of human bodies wearing clothes.

After these stone sculptures were spit out, they hit the ground with a loud noise, and some of them began to break.

Fragments of stone were scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this thing at this time, Yang Yuan was a little unsure whether it was Vasara.

But you'll know if it works after you cut it with one blow.

The huge monster on the ground seemed to have seen Yang Yuan in the sky. It opened its mouth and a terrifying suction force appeared, constantly pulling Yang Yuan.

Even though his clothes were rustling due to the suction, Yang Yuan was not affected at all. The force was too weak.

"Shin"

Suddenly in this blood-red world, the sound of a sword rang out, violent purple thunder continued to destroy the surrounding buildings, and countless electric currents began to spread in all directions.

"brush!"

With just one strike, the lightning that pierced through the sky and earth split the monster into two, and a purple thread appeared on the monster's body.

Following the silk thread, the monster was broken into two parts.

There was no sound in his ears, and Yang Yuan was not in a hurry. He just looked at the monster under his feet. The Dream Sword in his hand emitted a faint purple light, and electric currents kept running on the blade.

As the monster fell to the ground, a burst of black smoke suddenly emerged from its crack, and slowly a shadow of Yao Qiao appeared in the smoke.

"Oh, I was wondering if I could find any trace of Vasara. So you are here."

As the smoke dissipated, unlike the previous Zhuzhou, this time there was a woman with only a bra cap on her upper body and long white hair.

The breast cap was very long and rested directly on the belly, held inside by a red rope tied around the waist.

"Ah~ How long has it been since I came out~ I've been so lazy and gluttonous that my body has become a little sluggish~ Slurp"

The woman said this and licked her lips.

Yang Yuan looked at this woman whose skin was even darker than the previous one, and the dream in his hand was instantly chopped down!

"Oh!"

The woman raised her arms to block, but even if Yang Yuan did not use the power of General Thunder, her own terrifying physical strength was not something she could block.

The woman's arms were cut off directly, and even the cloth on her chest was shattered by the knife, revealing two black semicircles.

"Damn it, who are you!"

The woman didn't care about her current appearance and let the two balls bounce back and forth. The black air from the broken arm began to overflow and repaired the arm that had just been broken.

Yang Yuan was sure that he only felt that the other party was noisy, so he chopped down the knife in his hand again. A flash of knife light passed by, and the woman was instantly annihilated by the terrifying knife light.

At the same time, there were system prompts in my ears.

After killing the woman, Yang Yuan didn't care about anything else. Thunder began to fall from the sky, destroying all the remaining filth on the ground one by one.

The system's broadcast continued to echo in his ears until all the filth that invaded reality was eliminated. Only then did Yang Yuan look at the black dragon spot in the sky.

"brush!"

The knife light appeared again, directly piercing through the passage. As the dragon black spot fluctuated, countless blood-red auras began to be sucked in until they all disappeared.

It was not until this time that a team of Onmyoji came running over.

"This... a teenager?"

"Could it be that he was the one who made the noise just now, and was he the one who closed the dragon black spot?"

At this time, a charming woman wearing a black hunting robe walked out of the crowd.

The moment she saw Yang Yuan, she recognized who this young man was.

"Hello, Onmyoji..."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Yuan disappeared.

The woman didn't continue talking. After all, the person had disappeared, so what was there to say?

Looking at my teammates, I couldn't help but relax. At least they were all still alive, which was the best outcome.

Yang Yuan had no intention of getting to know these passers-by. After all, he still had to continue closing the dragon black spots around the world.

Now it is basically certain that there is a Posara under each of these black dragon spots, so as long as we destroy it, we will definitely get a lot of points.

He looked at the black dragon dot closest to him again, and it disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When I appeared again, I was in the amusement park I visited when I was a child.

"I didn't expect filth would like this place."

Yang Yuan looked at a burly figure sitting not far away. After all, he still had many memories of this place in the amusement park, so Yang Yuan did not take action immediately.

The burly voice turned around when he heard the sound, and the man and the Basara just stared at each other.

“Do you know beauty?”

Vasara, who looked like a lion, opened his huge mouth and uttered words that were not suitable for his body size.

"beauty?"

"Yes, you know beauty?"

This aroused Yang Yuan's interest. All the previous Vasaras were either burnt or had problems and needed to be cleaned up.

And this one was actually looking for beauty and there wasn't even a speck of filth around, which was enough to arouse his interest.

"So what is your beauty? Or what does it look like?"

Facing Yang Yuan's question, the lion's face showed an obvious thoughtful look. It was also wondering what its own beauty was, but it couldn't figure it out.

"My beauty...I don't know, what is your beauty?"

"I have many beauties, but since you don't know what your own beauty is, how about I give you one?"

"Give me one? Beautiful?"

"Yes!"

"Okay! Please tell me!"

There is sincerity on the lion's face. Although I don't know why this lion is looking for beauty, beauty is not a thing, but a description.

But at the same time, he also remembered a short video in which a man with great strength was forced by his mother to go boxing because of a flower.

Maybe this is what it means to have a tiger in your heart but still smell the rose. In this case, it should be okay to give it a flower. Anyway, I have planted quite a few of them in pots in the early years.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuan walked into the lion and took out a potted plant. A plant with white flowers was growing in the small pot.

Perhaps it was a product of the system. In this blood-red world, the flowers emitted a layer of white light.

"Everyone's beauty is different. This flower is for you, but... I'm here to kill you..."