[Comprehensive] On the Perfect Fusion of Lucky E and European Emperor

"Fiery red eyes..."

"Hey! I said you don't feel any pain?!" Kurapika's murmur and Leori's voice were suppressed together. Leori didn't hear it and didn't care about being afraid. When driving, he rushed to Weiming's side, but at the last moment, the peach blossom demon grabbed his wrist, "Why are you stopping me, he can't go on like this!"

Weiming could see that he was genuinely worried and anxious about his injury, he couldn't help laughing, and pulled the wound, but it seemed that he was numb from the pain, besides making his face paler There is no more influence outside: "Instead of worrying about me, why not go and untie your friends first, they should be quite uncomfortable being tied up with ropes." He wanted to persuade them to take this opportunity to escape quickly. It seemed that they were far from the opponents of the brigade, but thinking of Indra who was full of anger, and Yimulian who stopped by his side with a cold face, he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.

However, Leori insisted on seeing Weiming's situation, and kept persuading him to receive treatment as soon as possible, but his nagging voice became smaller and smaller - where is the only injured lung?I don't know how Feitan did it, Weiming's other internal organs were more or less damaged!

"Don't waste your efforts," Weiming said calmly, his eyes passed Leori and landed on Indra's back, "It's very rare for Indra to make a move, no good... Enjoy it What a pity."

Back then... the first time I saw Indra make a move, I seemed to be only four or five years old, and I didn't even have a chance to see it for real.

After all, this seems to be the first time I have seen Indra's hands up close.

The coercion brought by the sudden eruption of Indra's Yin power far exceeded Kuroro and the others' expectations. Except for Hisoka's growing excitement, the hearts of the people in the brigade sank a little.

But Indra didn't even look at Hisoka.

"...I can't resist." Maggie even lost control of the twisted thread in her hand for a moment, cutting her fingers, "Head, he..."

"I know, but there's no room for evasion now." Kupy's ability can actually fake a corpse, but even Kuroro doesn't have the confidence to cheat in front of the man in front of him.

The purple giant's arm swung down, and the wind brought by the blade swept back Feitan and Hisoka who were attacking him at the same time, as if they had accidentally wiped away two bits of dust.

And at such a moment, a dark and gloomy flame quietly appeared in front of Indra's hands, and the flames of Amaterasu formed shuriken-shaped weapons one after another at an extremely fast speed, heading towards the brigade like a storm. The knight and Feitan in the middle of the attack attacked.

The knight couldn't wait to be swallowed by the black flame, but Feitan avoided it in time, but the flame directly crossed the space and waited on his evasion route as if consciously...

"Xiaker, Feitan—!"

Seeing that no ashes were left in the place where the black flames swept, who would have thought that Wojin's revenge had not been reported to the brigade, but two more legs were broken?

"Cough, cough..." Weiming's cough gradually became inaudible, and his eyes became blurred. It was difficult to hold on to his dead body and act like an ordinary person.

Yimulian's face was the first to move slightly because of his power and Weiming's connection. His figure was as fast as a gust of wind, and he arrived behind Indra without touching the ground with his bare feet—but Susano was able to attack and defend in one. Indra, who is located in it, cannot be approached without forcing a breakthrough.

In the end, it was Indra who turned around and looked at him: "You are not by his side to defend against other people's sneak attacks, what are you doing here?" While speaking, Kuroro, Hisoka and even other members of the brigade The giant, who was getting more and more embarrassed, didn't slow down at all. Anyone with a little vision can easily find that this scene is very similar to a cat and a mouse.

"...If you just want to vent the anger in your heart, then I naturally have no point in cooperating." Yi Mu Lian looked at Indra without any waves in his eyes, "I can feel that he is about to fail."

But even if he lost consciousness, he still persisted, obviously... everything was meaningless.

Yimulian, who has been looking at Weiming, has never seen him persist so stubbornly.

"Do you think his persistence is not for himself, but for whom else?"

As soon as Yimulian's cold voice fell, the figure of the Peach Blossom Demon gradually faded away, but even the peach blossom enchantment left by the Peach Blossom Demon disappeared, and the chest of Weiming who had lost consciousness was still heaving with difficulty, even...

Even if the magnitude is slight, even Indra's eyesight is so strong that it is almost impossible to see it, but the figure is still as solid as before, but it clearly shows that Weiming still has not given up-every second Indra plays with the brigade , he will suffer unnecessary torture for one more second.

"...Bastard——!" Indra's eyes were solidified by the three-wheeled jade for a moment, and then he turned around and punched in the direction of Kuroro. From this moment on, he He didn't hold anything back, and even used everything he had learned for many years indiscriminately.

Like a demon.

The pain and numbness in the body gradually disappeared, and the senses of sight, hearing, and taste also disappeared together. Weiming only felt that he was in nothingness, maybe lying down, maybe sitting... This feeling is not very strange.

is death.

There is nothing after death, and he is gradually not sure whether his existence is real. Weiming only knows that he will probably spend a lot of time in this emptiness, just because the time distance he experienced in this copy is limited. The time limit is really far away.

I don't know how long it took, when Weiming's thoughts gradually calmed down to the point of disappearing, he slowly returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, the beautiful and dreamy cherry blossom petals slowly fell, falling on his scattered On the hair and torn clothes, there was a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of the nose.

"Hmm..." With a dry voice, Weiming slowly sat up while supporting his stiff body, the injuries on his body disappeared without any accident, and there was no one in the courtyard, not just Shikigami, Even Indra, who often reads at a low table under a cherry tree, was nowhere to be seen.

Weiming, who roughly knew what they were up to, gave a wry smile, stretched his stiff wrist, rolled over to the side of the clean pool, and drank a handful of water on his own, his wet hands were not very particular about the tattered clothes After rubbing against it, he lifted it up and brushed his messy hair.

It has already grown beyond the waist, and it is getting harder and harder to take care of. As an onmyoji, unless there are special circumstances, he will never touch a hair of his own. At this time, Weiming can only carefully adjust it casually, so that It looks less messy.

After doing all this, Weiming sat down cross-legged, and did not force himself to stand up to find someone, but loudly said to the empty courtyard: "What happened after that, no one came out to explain to me ?"

"Master Weiming, it's too foul to do this."

Before Weiming's words fell, the Peach Blossom Demon couldn't help but leaned out from the dense cherry tree first, and sighed faintly.

Looking around the courtyard again, his Shikigami, including Ichimokuren, appeared from nowhere, only Indra was still missing.

"His Highness Yimulian doesn't like to talk, so let me tell you what happened." Although she was still complaining just now, the Peach Blossom Demon took the initiative to take over the "task" arranged by Weiming, "Because you His body couldn't hold on any longer, His Highness Indra didn't kill all those damned guys, but he just killed the strong man who could shoot bullets from his middle finger and the little girl with big glasses."

"Although the leader, Hisoka, the pink-haired woman and the man with the knife are still alive, and there are still some people who did not show up at the scene, His Highness Indra did not make them feel better. It seems that something happened. Hint... In fact, I think you don't have to pay attention to those people, Mr. Weiming, after all..."

"After all, there may not be a chance to see you again in the future." Wei Mingjiang continued the words of Peach Blossom Demon, and explained to himself with a chuckle, "But if you don't know, it's always hard to feel at ease. After all, for your enemies... you must know them Don’t worry if you’re having a bad day.”

"That's what I said, anyway... anyway..." The cherry blossom demon bit her lip, and finally couldn't say what she disagreed with.

Weiming sighed faintly in his heart, he didn't need to look at the eyes of his shikigami, Weiming knew very well that none of them didn't feel sad for what he did before, but he couldn't explain anything.

And no one knows better than Weiming himself the danger he experienced this time.

No, perhaps Yimulian and Indra could see the danger this time from his soul that was more than a little solidified with the naked eye.

——Experiencing death can sharpen the strength of the soul, but it is likely to lose oneself in it...

"It seems that Indra knows more than I imagined..." Weiming subconsciously remembered Indra's choice at the end of the last dungeon, smiled wryly, and looked up at Yimulian—— Among all shikigami, only he has the courage to answer his next question, as long as he is willing, "Where is Indra?"

"He is now in the chalcedony you gave him, and this experience seems to have made him ruthless—" Yimulian's usually indifferent face showed a trace when he heard Weiming's question. Smiling, "——when he figured it out and appeared in front of you, I think you should receive an unexpected gift."

Gift?

Weiming didn't know why, but felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet at an extremely fast speed, straight to his mind.

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Weiming was pinched with Qi Nuan, should it still feel a little bit?

It’s the first time I tried to post a picture, yesterday I found out the weibo that I don’t know how many years it has grown, and there is a lot of attention for some reason, and the deleted Liuying hands are trembling QAQ