[Comprehensive Yingmei] The goal is the Great Onmyoji

A strand of black hair slipped onto the witch's chest. The demon fox sat on the witch's lap, stared at it for a while, and couldn't help picking up the hair to play with.

Not sleepy anymore, I want to fall asleep at all, and bad things will happen after falling asleep, Yaohu doesn't want to think carefully about what bad things are.His head would hurt, he suppressed his drowsiness and yawned.

The witch gently patted the demon fox on the back twice, and coaxed in an intimate and gentle voice: "Go to sleep."

He wants to protect the child who looks exactly like Yuyi.

Even if this may be another trap set by the gods for Yuzao, even if this may herald the fall of the peerless monster.

It didn't matter, as long as his children were alive.No matter what kind of suffering he will suffer, he will be happy.

The air became cool from the heavy rain, and the fox let out a hum, and fell into the arms of the shrine maiden.

Yaohu used to hate men, including those who dressed in women's clothes, but now he had to say: It smells so good!

'She' is his favorite young lady!

"Will you leave?" The demon fox nervously grabbed the witch's wide red cuff and asked.

Yuzao shook her head and said softly, "No, I never will."

The fox in his arms was as light as a feather that would float away at any time, but it was so heavy that Yuzao couldn't lift his hand. He regarded this child as a substitute for Yuyi.

The demon fox closed her eyes, her paws tightly held Yuzao's sleeves, but her expression was very peaceful.

Yuzao lowered her head and kissed the demon fox's forehead lightly, humming a familiar song in her throat, coaxing the child to enter the dream as soon as possible.

Hearing the continuous sound of heavy rain coming from his ears, he recalled the rainy night thousands of years ago. He thought he had already forgotten the night his wife died, but he didn't expect everything to be as clear as yesterday.

It is raining heavily, it is the mercy of God.

The formerly quiet and peaceful shrine was filled with dead silence, his wife's life was taken away by the gods, and the gods of Takamahara watched this mighty monster in the sky with mocking eyes.

The house was destroyed by the enraged Daiyo, and icy rain ran down Tamamomae's face.

A monster does not cry, even after he has lost everything, it is a sign of weakness, only the rain from the sky keeps flowing down his cheeks.

Suddenly the wailing of the blade piercing the air interrupted his memory, everything disappeared, and he was left alone, looking at Jason with a frown in front of Yuzao.

The blade turned into a cold light, Mu Lan stepped forward, looked at it cautiously for a moment: "Is this the knife?"

Jason nodded, and explained in detail what happened this afternoon.

The utensils have been placed for more than a hundred years, and they can become Fusangshen after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Although there is the word "God" in their names, they are actually a kind of monster.

Former Yumoto Yorimitsu's Kagemaru, his hands are basically knives, so Mu Lan can't do it without guarding against him.

When Mu Lan hesitated, Yuzao said, "He doesn't have the ability to hurt you, so he can stay."

Mu Lan nodded obediently.

Jason put the knife back into the sheath, and then handed the knife to Mu Lan.

When her hand touched the knife, wind came out from nowhere, and the setting sun shone in from the balcony, dyeing the house light red, which was not an auspicious color.

A platinum and black man appeared in the room, and Tachi turned into a man.

Mu Lan stared at him dully, she didn't realize Tai Dao's human form would be so...beautiful?

She is weak but not feminine, and her slender body is full of strength.

The other knives she had seen, except for Onikiri, all had ugly Onikiri horns that grew after forcibly absorbing power, and she thought it was the same for Hikiri.

He tilted his head and smiled slightly, "Hi, I'm Mustache."

There was a warm smile in the golden eyes, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and he knelt on the ground with his knees facing outwards in a standard warrior kneeling posture.

Then he stood up and asked, "Excuse me, have you seen my brother?"

Mu Lan shook her head, before Hikari showed a disappointed expression, Tamamo said softly, "I heard that Genji's great treasure, Hikari, can cut everything, and he once cut off Ibaraki-douji's arm, and now he is so weak."

There was a bit of sarcasm in his voice, but because the sleeping fox deliberately controlled the volume, it was enough for everyone in the room to hear.

Ciqiu looked at his hands in doubt, snorted coldly with disdain, and kept making 'miu' sounds from his mouth, not believing it.

Mustache stood up and said, "Do you know me? Then you must know my brother. He has green hair and likes to play with knives. Although he looks fierce on the surface, he is definitely a good boy... ....Bar?"

At the end, Higiri was a little confused, is my brother a good boy?

I don’t remember, even the memory of my younger brother is very vague, I only remember that he has green hair.

These are all sequelae of forcibly tearing the contract, the soul is torn, and not only spiritual power but also memory is lost.

Tamamomae was stunned, he knew that Hikiri and Kemaru were brothers, but he didn't expect that they had a third brother.

Green hair, what an odd taste.

Mu Lan shook her head and said, "I've only seen Onikiri and Kagemaru, but none of their hair is..."

Her words stopped abruptly, wait!Thin green seems to be a kind of green too!

Higakiri suddenly thought of his younger brother's name, and said with a smile, "Ah! It seems to be called Kisemaru."

The corner of Mu Lan's mouth twitched. Mustache had been looking for his younger brother, but unexpectedly he couldn't even remember his name. No wonder he never said his brother's name.

The only conspicuous feature used to find the younger brother is still wrong!That's the most amazing thing to find.

There is no similarity between the two brothers. There is a long ghost horn upturned between the eyebrows of Kagemaru, which makes his facial features very evil, like a ghost in hell.

But there was nothing between Mustache's eyebrows.

Mu Lan asked, "Why don't you have ghost horns?"

The corner of Mustache’s mouth seemed to be smiling naturally, he blinked and said, “It’s been pulled out.”

The first thing to do after waking up is to pull out the ghost horn, which symbolizes depravity. The root of the ghost horn has grown into the bone. If you want to pull it out completely, you can only chop it off with a sharp and evil knife. It just so happens that he is himself.

It's just destroying half of his own life. If he can get a new life just like this, it's so worth it.

Minamoto Raimitsu never took them to see Yamata no Orochi, but before he 'created' Onikiri, Higiri had been by Minamoto Raimitsu's side, so he was a little familiar with Yamata no Orochi's power.

It is enough for him to bear that kind of pain alone, and the younger brother's ghost horn must be pulled out in a gentle way.

Smiling golden eyes swept over Mu Lan, and then looked at Yu Zaoqian.

It seems that this time I can take my brother home.

The sound of rustling and rubbing surrounds my ears. This sound seems to be everywhere, and the rustling sound of several snake scales sliding across the ground keeps approaching.

Minamoto Raikou stood in the center of nothingness, without a trace of fear.

Instead of looking for the source of the sound, he raised his head and looked straight up. His eyes were full of ambition and conspiracy, like a burning flame. He no longer wanted to hide his desire for Yamata no Orochi's power.

The young priestess was tied to the altar, trembling with fear, knowing what fate awaited her.

Since she was a child, she knew that she was born for sacrifice. They said that this was the glory that Genji bestowed on the witch, but she was still very scared at this moment.

The void ground began to tremble, and the space was crumbling as if it was about to collapse.

Minamoto Yorimitsu stood still, and the giant snake climbed up the altar and hissed up the witch's ankle.

"Human beings." Yamata no Orochi's voice was like the gentle breath before the death god came, and the purple eyes glanced at the shrine maiden before turning to Minamoto Yorimitsu without stopping.

"Master Snake God, we have prepared everything and are waiting for your arrival at any time." Minamoto Raimiko lowered his head when his eyes turned to him, hiding the ambition that could not be hidden in his eyes.

The giant snake showed its sharp teeth because of Yamata no Orochi's ignorance, and the screams and wailing of the women spread throughout the space in the next second, and none of the people present turned their eyes away for a second, and they were used to it.

The scales of the giant snake scraped across the girl's white and tender skin, and the thick body wrapped around the girl's delicate body. The snake's head was attached as if it wanted to kiss the witch's cheek.

It hissed and spat out snake letters, and watched the girl's skin change from flushed to pale with pleasure.

Then it opened its huge mouth and swallowed the witch in one gulp.

"At that moment, it won't be too long."

The long tail of the giant snake swept across, breaking the illusion.

Minamoto Raimitsu had an indifferent smile on his face, come here quickly, he can't wait any longer.

The author has something to say: I chatted with my friends about the brain holes of the second and fifth boys in Dajiangshan, and I talked a lot.

Then my friend said indifferently: Oh, what about your update today?

Me: ...uh

I decided to dig another hole and call it 'Decisive Battle, Top of the Charm! '

Come on, children of Dajiangshan.

This chapter is the reason why Minamoto Raimitsu didn't take the heroine away!

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