It's hard today too, good adults

The moon is white and the wind is clear, and the vegetation is luxuriant.

In the depths of the mountain forest, there is a little bit of light, and fireflies are flying leisurely among the bushes. The ancient trees that have existed for an unknown number of years stand tall and stretch their branches and leaves in the night wind.

A small figure fled in the forest, and the white cloak that covered him was scraped in the forest, and countless cracks, large and small, were torn out with a few "swipes", and it was already tattered.

The waist-length hair was stained with dust and blood, sticking together in small strands, and hanging down in a mess, the original beautiful wine red was no longer visible.

"Quick, catch him!"

"That's Ma Cang Ye Wang!"

Accompanied by the sounds of encirclement and suppression from all directions, the embarrassed figure had been forced into a small corner.

Seeing that the person on the arrest warrant was about to be successfully caught, the greed and ecstasy on the faces became more and more obvious under the reflection of the fire.

The quiet mountains and forests are full of voices, extremely noisy.

"Who lit such a big fire?"

Dazed by ecstasy, an onmyoji finally realized that the fire was too dazzling, and when it was so dazzling that it was not right, it was already too late.

Huo Ling's huge body stood up from behind the figure curled up in the shadow under the tree, and the night was dyed red in an instant, while the tongue of fire was swallowing and spitting, screams could be heard endlessly.

The first few onmyojis immediately woke up from the fantasy of catching Ma Cang Yewang and becoming famous——

Ma Cang Yewang is, after all, the most famous great onmyoji since Seimei Abe.

Moreover, in his previous reincarnation, he had regained the fire spirit, one of the five great elves of the Paqi tribe.

And they all know that the flame of the fire spirit can burn everything up.

Be it body or soul.

Although not reconciled, no one wanted to follow in the footsteps of those who arrogantly went to arrest King Ma Cangye.

After all, your own life is important.

These onmyojis, demon masters, psychics and witches who came to hunt down the reincarnation of King Ma Cang Ye were not the top group in the world. They only dared to pick up the leak after hearing that King Ma Cang Ye was seriously injured. I became Huo Ling's meal, and finally ended up with the consequences of dissipating all my soul, so I withdrew reluctantly.

Zhang Yang's fire spirit didn't turn into a small ball of jumping flames until the enemy retreated completely, and landed on the side of the person standing on the tree trunk, and rubbed her cheek affectionately.

The subtle flames on her body also quietly illuminated her face.

It was a little girl of six or seven years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a very beautiful appearance, which could be vaguely seen under the dim light.

She is still young, but her expression clearly carries a bit of indescribable hostility and arrogance. From the corners of her eyes and brows, the shadow of King Ma Cangye, the great onmyoji in Ping'an capital, can be faintly seen.

Ma Canghao covered the wound on his shoulder, the traces caused by the spell dragged all the way to his arm, and the black breath emitted made the mottled bloodstains less obvious in the night.It was just that the bone-piercing pain told her that if she left it alone as before, she would not want this arm anymore, so she began to treat it carefully with spiritual power.

A pair of obsidian-like eyes are inlaid on the palm-sized face, as cold as cold stars.

Sensing Huo Ling rubbing against her face, a trace of warmth slowly appeared on her face, and she raised her hand to touch Huo Ling.

"You're still good."

She has come to this point, if it wasn't for the spirit of fire who communicated with her, and returned to protect her after sending those little ghosts away, she might not be able to retreat this time.

If she hadn't been careless this time, how could those people have forced her to this point?

Ma Canghao lowered his eyes, thinking about why he was discovered so quickly by people of the Yin-Yang and Shinto this time.

Could it be that among her current subordinates, there is an inner ghost?

Before, she was besieged by the Ma Cang family united with people from the Yin-Yang Dao and Shen Dao. Since the subordinates she had picked up were too weak, she asked Huo Ling to send them away first.

She was seriously injured inadvertently, and she had no time to think about what was going on while fleeing.

Now that she had regained her composure, she subconsciously placed her suspicions on those subordinates.

Only they who have been with her know her whereabouts.

Even if those few people were rescued by Ma Cang, it doesn't mean they won't betray.

Ma Canghao has never hesitated to judge human beings with the worst malice. Over the years, she has gotten used to what she has heard, seen, and experienced.

No matter how innocent you are, you have been betrayed a lot, and you have learned how to face it, and you will never trust anyone again.

Faced with the possible betrayal today, Ma Canghao has no waves on his face.

It doesn't matter.

Even the Maoyougu sect who had been with her for so long back then could betray her for outsiders, let alone those people who just met by chance and made a fortune?

Asakura's slender eyelashes trembled, casting a small fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.

The little flames on Huo Ling's body jumped up all of a sudden, but they didn't hurt the master who was obviously in a bad mood, and he floated tremblingly in front of the master's eyes.

It doesn't know how to speak, but when it senses the depression of its master, it uses this method to make her happy.

"I am not sad."

Ma Canghao touched Huo Ling who was rubbing against her face vigorously, and said softly.

Shit, I am wronged to death.

This time the reincarnation went wrong and turned into a female body, that’s all, and then on the stumbling escape road, I was bumped into by a little kid who caught a handful, so let’s just accept them as subordinates...Everyone is stupid to death .

If it was really exposed by those idiots, let's see if I don't kill them.

Asakura thought so.

After feeling that she had regained some strength, she was ready to get up and find a suitable place to rest. Her witch power aura was too strong, and she was easy to be discovered.

She is still injured and not suitable for fighting.

Even with the Fire Spirit guarding it, it would be too noisy.

Asakura moved his scabbed arm a little, stood up slowly with his right hand on the tree trunk, and walked step by step towards the shrine in his memory.

If I remember correctly, there should be a shrine of Arabato near here.

Based on what he knew about him 500 years ago, if that Rage God was still there, he probably wouldn't mind protecting him this time.

The premise is that the Rage God still remembers himself, and that the shrine still has the residual divine power of the Rage God.

Life is not easy.

Ma Canghao sighed, and walked into the darkness alone, the fire spirit next to her flickered in front of her left, acting as a candle to illuminate her.

It's just that the dim light of Huo Ling not only illuminated the road ahead leisurely, but also clearly illuminated the cold sweat on her forehead.

After fleeing for such a long time, her body was far more than a shoulder injury, and it was still a bit difficult to hobble and walk.

Even so, she also rejected the request of Huo Ling to travel instead.

The reason why the fire spirit is not allowed to travel is not because the fire spirit's goal is too big, and it shines more like a sun in the dark night.

It's okay to be so ostentatious at ordinary times, but now the situation is special, so we still have to pay attention.

Not far ahead, the shadow of the shrine could already be seen slightly, Ma Canghao walked over slowly, and carefully tested a few times with a trace of witchcraft.

After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

Although Huangba couldn't vomit, that guy at least remembered their agreement, and left a trace of his divine power in the shrine in Aomori before going to the human world, so that he could have a place to hide when he overturned his car in the next life.

Wait, why did she say "again"?

Ma Canghao frowned, and then reacted, biting his back molars bitterly.

Cut, is it still the influence of being ridiculed by old friends in hell?

This time, she will definitely become the Shaman King successfully, and build a world with only psychics for them to see!

Huo Ling sensed the familiar divine power, and happily floated towards the shrine.

When Ma Canghao speeded up to keep up, he ignored the stones on the mountain road and knocked on them barefoot.

Originally, he was a little weak due to the injury, but now he fell out and hit the corridor in front of the shrine.

Pain came from the place where it hit, and Asakang Hao suddenly became dizzy.

At the last second when she fell to the ground, she only saw the spirit of fire flying around that trace of divine power, and the aura in her vision became more and more blurred.

Fire spirit...don't worry...

When her eyes went dark, she completely fainted.

The author has something to say: I was caught off guard and started the article. I want to make a short story. I don’t have to save the manuscript. The update is uncertain. I wrote it on the day before V and posted it on the same day, but I definitely don’t cheat. The author’s cheating quality is good

The tone of the whole book is relaxed. If you find that a good man has lowered his intelligence, it is the author's fault. The upper limit of IQ is the stupid author.

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