The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

In the blizzard, the monster's dark red sleeves fluttered like a restless bird. She passed by here, surprised by the sudden riot of the snow girl, but felt a familiar breath in the snowstorm.

weave... snow...

Zhixue! ! !

The demon let out a scream, and all the silk belts were opened, rushing into the wind and snow!

She was swayed from side to side by the violent cold wind, and sometimes she was shot down, but flew up again the next second.The wind and snow bit her body like a silver-white python, and her silk belt was torn to pieces, and it instantly turned into pieces and disappeared in the strong wind.

But she's still going.

In the direction she was heading, the wind and snow stopped suddenly.The girl lay on her side, her lower body covered by snow, like a child doted on by snow, sleeping peacefully in the boundless silver.

In the gap between the girl's arms, lay a cherry blossom made of paper.

The demon approached the girl, gently lifted her up, touched her cheek, and tried her pulse. After all the efforts were in vain, the demon embraced the girl's cold body and wailed loudly throughout the snowy night.

The swirling wind and snow revolved around this small piece of pure land, and the demon finally stroked the girl's face, from her forehead to her lips.

This world is cruel, let me take you away to the pure land of bliss that will never have troubles.

The broken ribbon rolled up the girl's body little by little, supporting that pure soul.Before the ghost envoy arrived, the demon took the girl's soul into his body, and those long belts hugged her and the girl tightly like a hug.

She touched her face, from forehead to lips.

The ghost messenger finally arrived, and the demon smelled the breath of the underworld.She took a last look at the girl's body with nostalgia, and only took away the ring woven with red string from the girl's hand, leaving the girl and the paper flowers together in this place where the wind stopped and the snow stopped.The demon flew backwards, the wind blew her far away, and the jagged ribbons fluttered in a mess.

Not long after she left, a sickle was plunged obliquely into the snow, and the two ghost messengers looked at the girl's body in the darkness.

"The soul is gone."

"Tsk, trouble."

"Catch up, she hasn't run far."

The ghost envoys thought that after the demon devoured the human soul, it would inevitably flee to the deserted wilderness, but this time they guessed wrong, the demon turned around and flew towards Ping'an capital in the snowstorm.

She wants to avenge Zhixue!

she has...

With a will to die.

The white-haired boy and the undertaker together found the girl's body in the snow.

The blizzard had stopped, Xuenv regained control of her power, floated next to the girl's body, heard the sound and raised her head, the tears shed down her cheeks turned into fine snow and flew away.

"She came to look for me..." The undertaker held the corpse of his lover, "She came to look for me...but I'm not here..."

Many incomplete things in the world are sometimes just because of mistakes.The impermanent fate floats above the snow mist, casting an emotionless stare at the humans and monsters below.

The white-haired boy realized that he was also being watched and teased. He raised his head, and there was a thick snow cloud floating in the sky like the day he and Zhixue first met.

Shikigami shrouded in a cloak has been standing quietly beside the boy. When he looked up at the sky, he pushed the long knife out of its sheath with his thumb, and a beautiful knife light splashed upwards, tearing the snow cloud instantly. The clear sunlight poured down.Shikigami pressed the sword, and for some reason, his heart was full of rebellious feelings of breaking free and resisting—wanted to tear the sky apart!I want to drink and sing in my bones!I want to stand on the top of a mountain and overlook the ghost kingdom that enshrines him as king!

"!!!" Shikigami was startled by his own thoughts, he took a half step back, calmly and rationally returned to his body along the eye engraved with Genji's family crest.

"Her soul is no longer here for some reason, maybe it was taken away by ghosts." The white-haired boy spoke slowly, and he asked the undertaker, "I have a proposal, maybe I can bring her back."

The undertaker suddenly raised his head, "As long as Zhixue can be saved! Even if I give up my life!"

The wind and snow blew the white-haired boy's solid-colored hunting clothes, and he walked up to the Snow Girl, first cupping her face.

"It's not your fault, Axue, you didn't kill her." He stroked Xue Nu's hair lovingly, "You gave her all the flowers you like the most, she must... must have a good dream Asleep..."

The body that was in contact with the snow girl was covered with hoarfrost. This time, even the white-haired boy felt cold.

The cold seemed to be a punishment for his innocence.

Xue Nu was crying, "It wasn't me, who killed her?"

"...is destiny." The white-haired boy bit the word, "Now we are going to resist him."

The white-haired boy, no, the white-haired onmyoji straightened up and made a proposal that he thought was feasible.

"My proposal is simple—"

"Open the gate of ghosts, enter the underworld, and make a deal with ghosts and gods."

The shikigami shrouded in the cloak suddenly raised his head, he knew very well that opening the ghost gate is an absolute forbidden technique!

"I've made up my mind, this place is very suitable...A Xue." He stretched out his hand to Xue Nu, "Please lend me your strength."

Snow Girl created a huge snow tornado on the ground, and the tornado sucked the spiritual power of the surrounding area. At the center of the tornado, the white-haired onmyoji drew patterns according to the scroll that Minamoto Larimitsu gave him.In the beginning, he wanted to hold the scroll to copy it, but later, he threw the scroll away.

Brother Guang was right.

He is a genius.

All the spells are engraved on his heart, shining brightly in the darkness of his closed eyes.It doesn't take a month at all, as long as he thinks, half a day is enough!

The ghost messengers who chased to the wilderness sensed a strong breath of the underworld coming from a certain direction, and both turned their heads.Ghost Messenger Bai frowned tightly, not knowing who had the audacity to open the gate of the underworld alone.On the contrary, Gui Shihei acted interestingly, holding a sickle and twitching the corner of his mouth.

"Crazier than I was back then..."

"Ghost messenger black!" Ghost messenger Bai warned.

"Okay, I won't talk. Shall we go and have a look?"

Ghost Messenger Bai hesitated between chasing the monster and opening the ghost gate, and finally decided to turn back to see who the hell was.

A long and narrow gap was torn apart in the space, exposing the dense will-o'-the-wisp.The white-haired onmyoji's hunting clothes fluttered, and he added a few more seals to stabilize the ghost gate without a teacher. The shikigami in the cloak slashed and killed the resentful souls trying to escape from the prison beside him.

The white-haired onmyoji raised his voice, "Now!"

The undertaker carried the girl's body, and resolutely stepped in!Xue Nu's tornado finally couldn't hold back and collapsed. She staggered and floated for a while, and rushed into the ghost gate with the Onmyoji.

The wind stopped and the snow stopped, leaving only some messy traces on the snow.The paper flowers were blown up by the wind, fluttering in the direction of Heian-kyo.The night was dark, and the tiny petal feathers were covered with a hazy and gloomy color.

In the same color tone, Yi Mo Mian stood there, looking at the gate of the noble mansion.

She moved, and there were endless screams and mourning in the night.

"Help me! Who will save me!" The nobleman rubbed his back on the blood, and suddenly touched a knife next to him. He raised the knife and confronted the monster viciously.

"Don't come here! Or I'll kill you!"

The monster smiled sarcastically, with bright red lips pursed, a bit flattering.

"Did you forget me so quickly?" She slowly untied the ribbon wrapped around her face, and as her face gradually revealed, the nobleman's eyes protruded like goldfish.

"You... you... aren't you dead?!!"

"Hehe, how can I be willing." The monster smiled, she had the same face as that girl, and in this way, it was as if the girl avenged herself with her own hands.She leaned closer to the nobleman and whispered.

"Father."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The nobleman opened the door frantically and rushed out, the demon didn't stop her, she enjoyed the thrill of revenge at this moment, until she saw the onmyoji standing at the door at some point.

The nobleman also saw the Onmyoji, and he shouted excitedly as if he was grabbing the last piece of driftwood.

"Help me! Help me! Master Onmyoji! I'll give you money! A lot of money!" He shrank behind the Onmyoji's loose sleeves, trembling, "Kill the monsters! Kill her! Lose!"

He trembled for a while, but found that the other party didn't move at all, so he couldn't help raising his head, just in time to meet the onmyoji's lowered gaze.

That gaze was cold and indifferent, without emotion, and the Onmyoji looked down at him with such gaze.

"Save you?" Onmyoji smiled, "Why? You are so disobedient."

"Varied……"

"Brother Guang said that I am naive. This is true. My greatest naivety is that I believe that people like you have the possibility of reforming." The onmyoji raised his eyes and looked at the blood-soaked monster on the opposite side. Tighten your body.

But just like when they met for the first time, the Onmyoji always said things that she didn't expect.

"I haven't been here tonight."

The noble's chaotic mind suddenly cleared up, and he realized that this meant that the Onmyoji did not intend to save him.

"How can you……"

"I can."

The nobleman immediately howled and left him. Under extreme fear and despair, he didn't dare to vent his anger to the monster, so he raised his knife and swung it down at the Onmyoji!

"How can you not save me!!!"

The blade he swung failed to touch the Onmyoji at all, and the nobleman continued to swing the blade. He felt his body start to separate to the two sides, and blood spurted out from the middle!He fell down, his eyes wide open with fear, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Shikigami shook off the remaining blood on the knife, the entire blade was as clean as a snowy moon, and he slowly put the knife back into its sheath.

This was the first time he had used his saber in front of the white-haired Onmyoji.

The white-haired Onmyoji felt that the light of the spatula still remained in his field of vision, so he closed his eyes, and the sentence of Yan Mo, the lord of the underworld, on the undertaker echoed in his ears.

【Her soul has been devoured.Even if the soul is intact, I will not allow the dead to be resurrected. 】

[However, if you can give half of your soul, she can still exist beside you in another form. 】

【The price is...】

[You will be the spokesperson of the underworld, walking on the earth of the world. 】

[No life, no death, eternal loneliness. 】

The shattered copper bells rang in the blood-stained courtyard, and the undertaker came with a heavy coffin on his back.The coffin was adorned with beautiful vines, and other delicate spring flowers, and these beautiful things accompanied his beloved to sleep.

Overnight, the undertaker changed from a youth in full bloom to a middle-aged man, and also from a sheltered human being to a monster with no fixed place to live.

He raised his head and saw Momian's face exactly the same as Zhixue's.