[Comprehensive] My father's name is Sanriyue

"Ahem..." Shocked by Hei Qingming's powerful spiritual pressure, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Bikuni's mouth, but she looked in the other direction indifferently.

"As expected of Master Qingming, such powerful and vigorous spiritual power is enough to call back the soul that has stepped into the underworld." Eight hundred bhikkhuni said almost in a chant.

When Abe Seimei performed the healing technique, she was attracted by the power full of vitality and forgot everything.

Her body and soul have already decayed. She thought that in this long and hopeless life, all she longed for was death and liberation. She never thought that she would be attracted by such a force full of vitality and hope.

Hei Qingming looked back indifferently, the burst of spiritual light illuminated the night like day, but what attracted him the most was not the other self like his old enemy, but the tall and tall man in blue clothes.

As if aware of Hei Qingming's gaze, Ling Xiao moved away from Abe Seimei's gaze and met his gaze.

Ling Xiao looked at the black-haired Onmyoji. The Onmyoji's whole body was merged into the darkness, except for his eyes, which were blue and clear, staring at him burningly.

Ling Xiao smiled subconsciously, a light flashed in the other party's eyes, and he nodded slowly.

"You have already lost." Hei Qingming turned his head and staggered his gaze first. He knocked on the folding fan in his palm, and a burst of cold breath came from behind him. Xuenv, who had been watching the battle situation, found that the eight hundred bhikkhuni had lost, and quickly back behind him.

"Yeah, once again, once again defeated by 'Abe Seimei'." Eight hundred bhikuni could hardly hold the staff in her hand, and her internal organs were aching, which was a sign of exhaustion of spiritual power .

However, the depletion of spiritual power that would lead to the death of ordinary people is useless to her, and it just adds a bit of pain.

"Sure enough, if Master Hei Qingming hadn't been tricked by me back then, my plan wouldn't have succeeded so easily." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni ignored the physical pain and showed a smile on his face.

"Being deceived by a woman like you is the shame of my life." Hei Qingming said coldly.

"Speaking of which, I should also be proud." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni was sincerely happy: "After all, not everyone can deceive the two Qingming adults like me."

"Hmph." Hei Qingming snorted coldly, "You still have time to think about these messy things in my hands. It seems that my punishment for you is not enough."

"...Hahaha..." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni suddenly laughed, "Master Hei Qingming, physical pain is nothing to me..."

Her laughter gradually became hoarse and bitter, she grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood clots.Then, the whole person fell down.

"The pain is so numb that I can't feel anything."

Heiqing walked past her without looking sideways. Behind her, Xuenv's feet floated in the air and passed by leisurely. Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni felt a chill, and the blood flowing from her mouth had already been frozen into ice.

"Master Hei Qingming," Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni leaned on her arm, her white sleeves were covered with a lot of dust.

"Did you just let me go?"

Hei Qingming's light footsteps stopped, and his cold voice sounded: "How is it possible, I just shattered your spiritual veins, and within a hundred years, you will no longer be able to use divination spells."

"Master Hei Qingming is really kind." Babai Kuni laughed softly, "I provoked you like this, but you only made me lose a hundred years of spiritual power."

"Abe Seimei is just a human being," Kuro Seimei said flatly, "He won't live that long."

"Really..." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni murmured, Hei Qingming's footsteps resounded again until they disappeared in her ear.

However, no matter which Seimei-sama is so gentle, even though Hei Seimei-sama does not admit it.

After the spiritual light that illuminated the night dissipated, the wounds of the onmyojis on the ground slowly healed, and their minds gradually became clear.Ling Xiao had been urged by Abe Seimei to return to the obscuring car, covering his voice.

"Solved?" Abe Seimei stared at Hei Qingming's figure, Hei Qingming sneered: "You think I'm you?"

"...Aren't you just me?" Abe Qingming gritted his teeth, worried that Ling Xiao was still paying attention here, and smiled gracefully.

"Cutting the weeds does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates. The cause of the disaster this time is all due to your kindness." Hei Qingming mocked mercilessly.

"Hei Qingming, don't forget, we are all the same." Abe Seimei threatened in a low voice, don't forget that I still have your old middle school appearance in my hand.

Hei Qingming, who heard what Abe Qingming said, snorted coldly, took a deep look at the car, and waved his sleeves to signal Yukino to follow: "Yuki, let's go!"

He Mao Baoxian has already brought the onmyoji over, and Hei Qingming has already "disappeared", and his reappearance will only bring panic to people.

Abe Seimei did not stop him, and after Hei Seimei disappeared with Yukino, Ka Moo Baoxian and his party hurriedly appeared from the corner of the street.

"Qingming, how is the imperial city?" He Mao Baoxian hurried over with expressions, and when he saw the onmyoji lying on the ground, he couldn't help asking.

"Everything is fine, brother, don't worry, I have treated them, and now I just fell asleep, and I will be fine when I wake up in two days." Abe Seimei explained, "The mastermind behind the scenes has been executed, what about the brother?"

While speaking, Abe Seimei glanced at the place where the eight-hundred-year-old bhikkhuni fell, and there was nothing there.

"...Alas," He Mao Baoxian was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"Did something go wrong?" Abe Seimei asked strangely.

"Mr. Tsuru, Mr. Tsuru!" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada shook Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was sleeping on the table, and the other party muttered in a daze, "What..."

"Mr. He, the bed has been made. If Mr. He is sleepy, go to bed and sleep."

"I see, I see..." Even though he said this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga still didn't mean to move.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada smiled good-naturedly, and Okurigara walked over silently, and together with him lifted Tsurumaru Kuninaga and put him on the bed.

"It's rare for Mr. Tsuru to sleep so soundly." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada covered Tsurumaru Kuninaga with a quilt, and his golden eyes were full of gentle smiles.

"That guy..." Okurigara clicked his tongue, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada added with a smile: "I feel relieved because I saw Xiaozhen who is intact."

"..." Daguli Jialuo stopped talking, but just stared at him.

"Little Jialuo, let's rest too." Candlestick cut Guangzhong said.

Daguli Jialuo was in a stalemate with Candlestick Qie Guangzhong for a while, but was defeated and retreated. He lay down and covered his head with the quilt.

The candlestick cut Guangzhong blew out the candles, returned to the table and sat down.

Since nightfall, he has been a little restless.

However, Xiaozhen stayed in Abe's house at the foot of the mountain, and Mr. He and Xiao Jialuo also rested in the room. Thinking about it carefully, only Miss Sakura was related to him.

Thinking of this, the beautiful face of the girl appeared in front of my eyes, Candlestick cut light and felt bitter, Miss Sakura, don't let anything happen...

His thoughts gradually calmed down, the room was dark, and the outside was also extremely silent, with only three breathing sounds rising and falling.

Master Candlestick Cut...

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong opened his golden eyes, someone is calling me?

Master Candlestick Cut...

The faint voice became more and more shrill, making people feel sad.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong moved his arms and half propped up his body, but the voice disappeared.

He sat down again, but heard it again—Master Candlestick Cut!

It's Miss Sakura!Candlestick cut Guangzhong stood up abruptly.

The voice disappeared again, but Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada became more and more restless. He heard clearly just now that the voice belonged to Ms. Sakura.

The uneasy premonition in my heart came true.

Miss Sakura, something happened.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada smiled wryly, and he looked back at Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Okurigara who were sleeping peacefully.

Then, with light steps, he walked to the door, opened it, and walked out.

There was nothing on the open space outside the door, and after he walked out of the house, the voice that had just disappeared sounded again.

Candlestick cut adults, Candlestick cut adults...

He resolutely walked towards the direction where the sound came from, which was the nearby forest.

The ethereal voice became clearer and clearer as Candlestick Qie Guangzhong walked forward, and the overgrown bushes in the forest brought him some minor troubles.Normally Taidao's vision at night is not very good, the dark power in his body is gradually disappearing, and he who used to be able to move freely in the dark is now stumbling.

But this couldn't stop him, he walked firmly towards the direction of the sound.

Walking past the tall trees that grow in front of you, your eyes suddenly open up.

It was a lake, sparkling under the light of the crescent moon in the sky.

There was a person lying down by the lake. Candlestick Qie Guangzhong approached and saw a woman in a kimono with a Japanese fan falling from her sleeve.

The voice that guided him to come here disappeared, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada stopped, and said: "Miss Sakura, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada is here."

"Miss Sakura, please show up."

There was a rustling sound, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong indifferently watched the woman lying beside the lake prop up her body.

The lake reflected the light of the moon. The woman combed her hair in a bun with gold beads and emeralds on it. Her slender and fragile neck trembled slightly, exuding the meaning of begging for mercy.

"My lord, this concubine can't stand up anymore, please help me, my lord." The woman's voice was very charming, which made people feel itchy, but Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada remained unmoved and let the woman stretch out her arms The hand dangled in the wind.

"Where's Miss Sakura?" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada asked indifferently.

"Are you looking for Sakura? My concubine is called Sakura." The woman was not discouraged, she withdrew her hands and sat up on the ground.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong didn't speak, the woman adjusted her posture and turned around, facing Candlestick Qie Guangzhong.

Under the shimmering light from the lake, that incomparably glamorous face became even more enchanting and ghostly.