[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

When the last person fell to the ground, Yingcao took a sharp breath and knelt down on the ground with one knee limp.

Her movements were really too fast, by the time the dazzling sea of ​​flames came near, the little monster had already cleaned up the place in advance.

Fortunately, Crimson Flame doesn't have such a temper as its owner, and doesn't mind if his head is robbed.The bright red fire tip happily circled the Yingcao, and then covered the blood-stained ground like flowing water.

Yingcao knelt on the spot, staring blankly at the piles of corpses lying on the ground, which turned into piles of residue after being washed by the fire, showing the same shape as the charred dead tree next door. As if there is no difference between the two.

However, in reality, they are different...

The ferocious face of the mage in black flashed in Yingcao's mind, and her body trembled involuntarily.That person was dead, she killed it with her own hands, but the shadow he left still seemed to hang over her head.

The little monster slowly lowered her head and looked at her hands. She had killed so many people just now, but her five fair and slender fingers were still clean. Slightly abrupt on fingertips.

She didn't think that much when killing people, and she realized that she seemed to have become stronger again when the group of mages were all down.In front of her, the layers of barriers that the mages devoted their efforts to protect themselves were not as strong as they imagined.Yingcao remembered that a long, long time ago, she had just been picked up by Ji Jun, and the summer evening breeze came in from outside the courtyard wall, and she was sitting in the courtyard with Ji Jun practicing calligraphy.Those vain things called paper, she accidentally tore a piece of paper when she handed it to Ji Jun.At that time, Ji Jun just smiled at her and didn't pay much attention to it, but she still remembers that feeling clearly.

The snow-white pieces of paper that fell on the ground and the dark red blood sprinkled on the soil were blurred together in her mind. The feeling she felt when she accidentally crushed that piece of paper was the same as when she tore the barriers of those mages now. Not much difference when slit their throats.

Yingcao stared blankly at her hand, she remembered the moment when the chains trapped on her body broke, as if something fell from the sky and rushed into her body.Is this power brought by that thing?

The killing intent and the urge to continue killing in her mind are also caused by that thing?

The light of the flame flickered, and the blue-purple blood vein in the center of Yingcao's slender and pale wrist was particularly abrupt.Powerful power boiled and roared in her veins, accompanied by waves of killing intent that continuously impacted her will, and she had to use all her strength to suppress those killing intents.

Clumps of black mist around her pale wrists were tightly coiled one after another like dense silk threads. When the red flames rushed down just now, these black mist that seemed to have self-consciousness were frightened and all gathered around her. around.Not the erosive and entangled posture of the past, but dependent and even protective.

Yingcao has never been so consciously aware for a moment that she has been polluted by something.She didn't forget that when the sea of ​​flames just swooped down from the top of the mountain, her first reaction was to attack her, if Ji Jun's butterfly hadn't blocked her first.

Ji Jun...

The little monster raised its head slowly, and the heavy purple butterfly hovered quietly beside her. The shimmering light, like the scale powder sprinkled from the butterfly, circled around her, blocking the continuous sea of ​​flames from her body .

Yingcao stared blankly at the butterfly, through the eyes of the butterfly she seemed to see another figure staring at her quietly, petite and gentle yet powerful, she whispered to her,

"Firefly, don't be afraid."

A drop of tear flowed down the corner of the little monster's eye.

But Ji Jun, I'm really scared.

I'm not afraid of getting hurt, I'm not afraid of being taken away, I'm not afraid of anything, but...

She thought of that summer evening again, when the setting sun gently sprinkled on her body through the wisteria tree by the pool, and the white torn paper fell from between her fingers.

"Firefly, it's okay."

Sawada Ya's voice was still soft and waxy, like a gentle phantom brought by the evening wind.But then the picture shook for a while, the warm orange-yellow light dimmed, and those torn white papers suddenly solidified into blood dripping from her fingertips, dyeing her vision red.

Yingcao's breathing stagnated suddenly, the bright red and dazzling hallucinations were shattered, and there was still bright fire flickering in front of her eyes and the purple butterfly that flew close to her and seemed to be looking at her with some worry.

She breathed a sigh of relief, slowly raised her hand, and the corners of her lips pulled up slightly, showing a smile, "Ji Jun."

The purple butterfly slowly spread its wings and was about to land on her fingertips, but just as it touched her skin, the ferocious black air rushed towards it like a beast aiming at its prey.The butterfly got up hastily, flapped its wings in a hurry, circled several times in the air, and finally broke free from the entangled black air.

The fire outside was soaring in an instant like being stimulated, and wanted to spread inward, but was blocked back by the little butterfly's wings.

The smile on Yingcao's lips froze.

The bloody murderous intent in her mind surged up again in an instant, the back of the little girl-like monster collapsed, her hands rested on the ground trembling all over, cold sweat dripped all over her body, and finally suppressed the killing intent with difficulty.

When she looked up again, she saw a purple butterfly with fluttering wings and landed in front of her.The fire light reflected on the butterfly's beautiful wings, and the reflected lavender light refracted like the light in Ji Jun's eyes.She seemed to see a little girl in a light-colored Tang suit squatting in front of her, with long silver hair draped over her shoulders reflecting the raging fire, looking at her worriedly.

She is still worried about her, she almost hurt Ji Jun again just now but she is still worried about her.

"Ji Jun..."

Yingcao slowly lifted her right hand that was covered in mud, her fingertips were still trembling slightly.The purple butterfly leaned over again nonchalantly, and she suddenly took her hand back as if she had suddenly woken up.

The little girl-like monster stared blankly at the black mist that was still entangled between her fingers, and then at the raging fire outside.

The firelight and the faint light of the purple butterfly shone in her dark eyes intertwined.I don't know how long it took, the expression on her face calmed down, as if she had made some extremely difficult decision, but she slowly, slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Yingcao stood up from the ground with some difficulty, turned her head to look at the purple butterflies flying around her, her long black hair fell down her side face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood, the pitch black color seemed to be connected to the flames outside. Neither can be illuminated.

She slowly hooked her lips, and a small smile appeared on the corner of her lips, pure and shy, a bit like Sawada Ya when he first met her.

"Ji Jun, it's great to meet you."

Then Yingcao turned her head, her back straightened, her long hair hanging to the ground was blown back by the heat of the flames.

She walked into the fire without looking back.

Firefly? !

In the shrine on the top of the mountain, Sawada Yaru suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the forest if he felt something.

After a violent black mist attack just now, most of the connection between Zhidie and her was cut off, and she could no longer see the movement of Yingcao through Shikigami.The orange-red flames illuminated the sky into a continuous sea of ​​flames, and Ze Tianya stared blankly at the direction of the mountainside, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

At the foot of the mountain, Abe Seimei and the others looked up at the sky fire that enveloped the entire mountain.The crimson flames were burning fiercely, and the aftermath that swayed through the air alone revealed a domineering and disdainful taste of destruction.

Even though he felt it once, He Mao Baoxian still took a step back uncontrollably, as if he was keeping away from a dangerous beast.Bubu Jiwu, who was standing on the other side of him, had his eyes widened and couldn't even speak.He subconsciously glanced at Minamoto Raimiko next to him, and then was slightly taken aback.The black-haired boy looked up at the sky fire in the distance, his abyss-like black pupils seemed to be ignited by a fire, awe and shock were mixed with excitement, his whole figure was like a long sword that was eager to be unsheathed.

"Seimei..."

Even though there were no people around, He Mao Baoxian lowered his voice as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Hmm..." The great onmyoji in a white hunting suit pulled his hands out of his cuffs and opened the bat fan in his palm, "Let's go."

go?

Bubu Jiwu was stunned for a second before he realized in a daze, yes, they are going up the mountain, and Master Yimulian is still on the mountain!

What happened in just a few minutes before was almost more thrilling than the sum of the first 20 years of his life. He was so shocked that he was shaken just by watching from the sidelines, and almost forgot where he was.Offensive and defensive transitions, big ups and downs, the situation is like a tide, and his soul is also engulfed in the sky, rushing to the sky, and it took a long time before he fell to the ground in a trance in the calm voice of the Great Onmyoji, and felt that he had rushed to his face again. The hot wind above and the cool moonlight falling from the sky.

As soon as the three souls and seven souls returned to their positions, he panicked almost immediately.

uphill?How to go up the mountain?

The powerful and unparalleled coercion swept down, and even the hot wind that pierced through the fire and rushed to the front had a destructive taste. The whole space was like a piece of glass that was burning more and more brittle in the fire, making people feel frightened and worried when they looked at it from the side. It doesn't know when it will collapse.

Although the evil black mist was completely wiped out by the sky fire, the danger index of this new boss was many times higher than that of the black mist.When the power is strong to a certain extent, the weak and weak people crawling under its feet really can't feel half friendliness from it.

If it weren't for being a divine master who could vaguely feel that the god he served was still safe, Bubu Jiwu would have started to worry about whether Master Yimulian would also be involved in this fire.

It's not that he underestimated his own god, it's really...he couldn't imagine anything in this world that could stand in front of this fire safely and rival it...

Bubu Jiwu was still in a daze, and Abe Seimei raised the bat fan in his hand to his lips and smiled relaxedly, "Let's ask that adult for an excuse."

Excuse me?

The other people who heard his words were stunned for a moment, and then saw the Great Onmyoji pull out a golden talisman from his sleeve, open and close his thin lips and read a few incantations in a low voice.

One end of the talisman ignited a wisp of smoke, and Abe Seimei slowly released his fingertips, allowing the talisman to fall from his fingers into the midair and turn into a pale golden streamer, which automatically formed a teleportation formation as soon as it landed.

Bubu Jiwu keenly noticed that when the talisman was falling, a slender silver hair-like thing was stripped from the talisman and plunged into the sea of ​​flames in front of him like lightning.

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