The sun slowly rises from the east, and it seems to be very fast, and it hangs high in the sky in the blink of an eye.

It was completely dawn, and on both sides of the road waded out by people and animals, there were overgrown grasses and trees, and dew was still floating on the grass leaves, which were about to fall.

The air in the wilderness is extremely fresh, and the endless plains are full of greenery.The lush vegetation is like an emerald green carpet, with sporadic wild flowers blooming in it, and everything is full of vitality, which makes people feel relaxed and without a trace of melancholy.

Ling Xiao was wandering aimlessly in the wilderness. Although the matter of one issue and one shock was temporarily resolved, he didn't want to go back so soon.

...I don't want to see Abe Seimei so soon.

The goldfish wrapped in the water polo is still sleeping, the bright red goldfish is the only bright color in this green space, Ling Xiao summoned the water polo, touched the outer membrane of the water polo with his fingers, the little goldfish in the water polo swayed leisurely Tail, turned over, did not wake up.

Occasionally, I would envy these carefree little lives, Ling Xiao smiled, and the gloomy color in his brows faded a little.The smile is clear and bright, handsome and extraordinary.

The hem of the clothes was stained with dew from the grass and trees, and the original blue cloth was wet and turned into a deep ink color.Ling Xiao lowered his head and inadvertently saw the distressed hem of his clothes, but he just kept walking.

He hasn't sorted out his messy mind yet. There are no people here, so it's a good place to relax.

Well, Ling Xiao doesn't plan to go back for the time being, anyway, he left a message to Abe Seimei before he left.

The gurgling sound of the water has been heard all the time, Xiaohuwan, who subconsciously followed the direction of the water, wiped his face and decided to wake up.

He walked to the bank of the stream, and the mud on the bank was wet, and the mud brought up by walking stained the white socks.

Xiaohuwan squatted down indifferently, scooped up the water and washed his face, the cool stream refreshed him.

After washing his face, Xiaohuwan shook his head, and the long hair on his temples was inevitably wet with water. He stood up while arranging his hair, but suddenly felt a pull from his waist.

Cold light flashes!

Xiaohuwan drew his knife out of its sheath and cut off the green tentacle. In the blink of an eye, the raid came to an end.

Xiao Huwan slowly left the shore, he picked up the knife, and saw a sticky mark on the end of the knife.

He frowned and looked at the place where he was standing. The tentacles that had been severed by him were still twitching convulsively on the ground, and disgusting viscous liquid was continuously flowing out from the broken parts.

Looking around carefully, Xiaohuwan didn't find the tentacles. He vibrated the knife and shook off the mucus remaining on the blade.

After putting the knife back into the sheath, Xiaohuwan stood there for a while, but he didn't notice anything unusual, but he still felt a little vigilant and left here.

What he didn't see was that when he left, the tentacles he severed dissolved into a green liquid and soaked into the ground.

On Mount Heiye, eight hundred bhikkhunis came out of the cave.

The clothes on Hikari Kinmaru, who was guarding the entrance of the cave, were still a little damp. After the two of them came out of the water, they were all dried naturally.

Kemaru's hair was still in strands, and Toshikiri just smiled at him, not reminding him of the blown hairstyle at the back of his head.

Katsumaru's hairstyle is naturally Higakiri's masterpiece. Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni doesn't care about his brothers' business, it's better to say that he gives up than he doesn't care. To tease my brother for fun.

Sometimes watching the two of them getting along, the eight hundred bhikkhunis would wonder if they had found the wrong person, which was not the case with Fu Sangshen of the mustache knee maru.

However, the fact is true, so Bikkuni Yabai had no choice but to ignore Tuo Kemaru's convulsive hairstyle, and said to the two, "I've found it."

Mustache heard this and raised his eyebrows: "So fast? It seems that I underestimated your strength."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said modestly: "It's not because of me, but because of Lord Baqi's power."

"How do you say it?" Hidekiri looked at her with interest.

"Although Baqi-sama is sealed in the underworld, after my operation, the seal is loosened, and Baqi-sama can also release some power from the seal, which is the so-called split body."

"The one I sent out to search for was Lord Yaki's avatar, and I have already found the other fallen angels who came to this world." The eight hundred bhikkuni smiled with satisfaction, "I also got a surprise from it."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Mustache said with a smile.

"The two adults told me that there are still seven fallen angels, but I found a new fallen angel."

"Who is it?"

"The Taidao Fusangshen called Yiqi Yizhen." Yao Bikuni smiled meaningfully, "Besides, it seems that other powers have also come to this world."

"One stage, one shock?" Mustache didn't care about the last words of Babaichuni, "This is amazing."

"That Shintachi's depravity is deeper than my brother Maru's combined." Higakiri and Babaichuni looked at each other: "He can easily lose his mind, can you control it?"

"Even if I can't control it, I have to take him down!" Eight Hundred Bhikkuni raised his chin and said confidently, "Besides, his weakness is so obvious."

Mustache smiled: "Then I will congratulate you in advance, have a good trip?"

"Is that what you said? Brother Maru?"

"Brother, I'm Keimaru. Also, it should be successful soon." As usual, Keimaru corrected Higiri's wrong idiom.

"Yeah, I wish you success soon." Mustakiri changed his words smoothly.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni frowned slightly: "Wait a minute."

She looked at the two brothers: "Aren't you going to make a move?"

"Well, Mamaru, please explain to Miko-san." Higakiri handed the pot to his younger brother.

"Brother, I'm Kagemaru." Knemaru opened his hand to take over the pot of mustache and buckle, and explained to the [-] nuns: "One period and one strike have been in Honmaru longer than our brothers. They are old seniority, and Darkfall is earlier than our brothers, and deeper than our brothers, and the use of darkfall power is more convenient than us."

"In layman's terms, the two of us brothers can't beat him." Keimaru's expression was frank, without any hint of shame.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni thought he had heard it wrong: "You two together haven't beaten him?!"

"Yeah." Hikiri still had a smile on his face, and Kemaru nodded seriously: "Yeah, I can't beat it."

"Miko-san, we didn't lie." Hikakiri was not ashamed at all, "It's true that we can't beat it."

"..." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was a little speechless, she quickly calculated in her heart, and then asked: "Then who can you two deal with?"

Higakiri looked at Kemaru, who thought for a while and said, "Naoto Toshiro."

Lv1 untrained Nanwei Toshiro.

If Yabaichuni is a god judge, then she will be able to see that the training level of the brothers Hikiri and Keimaru is Lv50, Hikiri is still Sanhuatachi, and although Kumimaru is Sihuatachi, it is the same level as the full-level Sihuatachi It's not too much worse than a shock.

The other Token Fusangshin who came to this world are all veterans in Honmaru, and their training level is much higher than their brothers. Their dark fall strength has doubled, so naturally others have also doubled.

Hikakiri Kinmaru was able to hold down Ibaraki Doji Shutendouji before, all because of the bonus of the god name, Hikakiri cut off Ibaraki Doji's arm, and Kinmaru killed the soil spider, which has a powerful bonus against ghosts.

The other Fusangshen in this world, California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou'an are inseparable, Candlestick Kirimitsu Tadazurumaru Kuninaga and Okurigara act together, the two of them can't beat either of them, let alone deal with them together up.

The only one who can deal with it is Nanwei Toshiro, who has never been in battle after being forged.

The eight hundred bhikkuni almost lost her composure, she can deal with Natsuo Toshiro even with her spirit veins destroyed, so do you still need to take action? !

These two useless knives!

"Is the witch-san angry?" Higakiri's voice was soft and his tone was very gentle, "Don't be angry with the witch-san, brother Maru and I will try our best to help you."

"What brother means is what I mean." Kagemaru echoed, "Also, brother, you made a mistake again, I am Kneemaru."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni take a deep breath, meditate, meditate, don't be angry, although these two brothers are useless, they still have other uses, and other uses...

"Witch-san, your face is a bit distorted, it looks so wrinkled, hey, isn't the witch-san immortal? That's strange, brother pill."

"Brother, you can't say that women are old!" Chimaru groaned, "Although this is true, brother, don't say it!"

You give me to die!The staff in the hands of the eight hundred bhikkhuni shook, and invisible waves spread out from the staff. Hikiri Komaru and the others sensed the danger, and quickly jumped to the top of the tree.

"Oh, is the witch-san angry?" Higashiri tilted his head: "I heard that anger can promote aging. The witch-san is so old, so don't be angry. Am I right, Kyomaru?"

"Brother! You actually called me by my name. I'm really, really touched! Huh..." Hearing that Higakiri called his name correctly, Kagemaru burst into tears of joy, and was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni's face was livid, women don't like others to say that she is old, anger lingers in her heart, and the remaining reason warns her that she can't make any more moves, these two guys are still useful, still useful... ...!

"Come down!" Eight hundred bhikkhuni sternly slammed the ground with his staff, and the mountain shook suddenly. The two brothers who were no longer safe on the treetop also jumped down and returned to the ground.

"You listen to my arrangement, I guarantee that you can beat Xiaohuwan!" Eight Hundred Bhikkuni said very gloomyly.

"Oh, really?" Hikakiri asked excitedly.

"Hmm." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni replied gloomyly, and a ray of light flashed through the staff in his hand.

Afterwards, a green creature appeared in front of the two of them. It had many fleshy tentacles, and it was restlessly trying to stretch out its tentacles and wrap them around the three of them.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni glanced at it in disgust, and took out something from his sleeve: "This is the token to control it, please keep it, otherwise, it will not be recognized by its relatives."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni threw the thing over, and the green creature seemed to understand that it was something controlling it, and stretched out many tentacles to grab it.

Mustache Kirito stood still, and Kumaru drew his knife, a few flashes of cold light flashed in the air, and the severed tentacles fell to the ground with a clatter.

Kagemaru opened his hand to catch the control token, and the moment he got the token, the green creature that was still fighting for the token shrank into a disgusting ball and pretended to be dead.

"Let's go now, this thing can lead you to Xiaohuwan." Eight hundred bhikuni turned around, as if going back to the cave.

Mustache stopped her: "Where's Miko-san?"

"You don't need to worry about me." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni said without looking back.

Higekiri and Kemaru looked at each other, and Hikiri said, "Thutenmaru, let's go."

"Brother, why did you call me wrong again? I'm Kisemaru! Also, don't give me such a disgusting name!" Kneemaru was dissatisfied.

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