Starting as a Heroic Spirit, Girlfriend Kasumi Shiyu

Ye Ran glanced at the kimono lady with satisfaction, took the initiative to grab her slender feet wrapped in black stockings, and tapped her touching soles as if playing a piano.

As expected of the first person to follow him.

Not only is he smart, this perfectly developed body exudes a slight coolness, as cool as a natural refrigerator.

It made him want to hug her without moving.

"master~~"

Yukino's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help but slide into the boy's chest coquettishly.

A pair of slender legs were also subconsciously pressed together tightly, as if they were expecting something.

other side.

Compared with Ye Ran who lives a comfortable life leisurely.

The two sisters from the Zen Temple below were almost in dire straits.

"Damn it!"

Breathing became more and more rapid.

The tense muscles seemed to be making a sound of being overwhelmed.

Zenin Maki held her naginata tightly with both hands and kept swinging it, trying to block the attack of the pony-tailed old man in front of her, but was knocked back by his skillful and superb swordsmanship.

The old man in front of him looked indifferent and said nothing.

The sword in his hand is like a divine dragon, and the sad sound of breaking wind is heard in the sky.

He cut an extremely long and narrow incision on the girl's fair face with full cruelty.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Scarlet blood surged out of the wound rapidly due to pressure.

The girl with glasses didn't have time to wipe them.

Because, the Chanyuan Fan on the opposite side had once again struck her with an extremely sharp slash.

"collapse!"

An avalanche of brilliant silver light suddenly fell from her arms.

He was about to cut off Zenyuan Maki's wrist.

At this moment, a clear gunshot suddenly pierced the air and struck towards the man wielding the sword.

"Crack!"

Carefully cut the hollow bullet in half crosswise.

Zen Yuan Fan's calm face finally showed a trace of fluctuation.

"You... Zhenyi?"

Zenyuan Maki stood panting and holding a knife. She turned her head unexpectedly and looked at the short-haired girl holding a pistol and biting her cherry lips.

"I-I never wanted to be a magician!"

"It's all because you worked too hard!! I had to work hard because of it... the effort, the fear, the pain... I've had enough!!"

This moment.

Zenyuan Zhenyi seemed to have broken her guard, arching her back and constantly shouting about the most repressed and profound pain in her heart.

"I hate you...Why don't you want to be in trouble with me?"

"I......"

Zenyuan Zhenxi was silent.

Looking at my sister who was crying uncontrollably, a heartbreaking pain suddenly surged in my heart.

Fate was so cruel that she almost lost everything.

"sorry."

In the Chanyuan family, it is a sin to be a woman, and it is also a sin to be timid...

This is how Zen Yuan Zhenyi became a person born with "original sin".

He has been bullied since childhood.

But her timid character gave her the "talent" to be submissive, allowing her to get used to the bullying from the Zen family, and even felt that it was okay to live like this.

Because rather than being bullied, the girl who has been afraid of cursed spirits since she was a child does not want to become a spellcaster who may die at any time. She is content with the "little luck" of being in trouble with her sister.

However, at this moment, this humble wish of "little luck" was finally shattered.

"You two, as children, how can you hold your parents back?"

Faced with such a tragic scene.

Zenyuan Fan's heart seemed to be touched.

However, the words that came out of his mouth made the two Chanyuan sisters feel chills in their hearts.

"Let it end today, the last stain on my life."

He let out a long sigh and ruthlessly cut off the last ray of emotion in his heart.

The old man's eyes once again looked as sharp as knives.

"No matter how hard you try, you will always be a waste... Incompetent people like you two should die in my hands as soon as possible to avoid this sad and shameful fate."

Finished.

The old man jumped up and flew into the air like a bird, charging towards the two sisters from the Zen Temple again.

His speed was as fast as sliding on top, and the soles of his boots never seemed to touch the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he burst out with astonishing speed, aiming directly at the heads of the two men and slashing them hard.

The momentum of this sword was so fierce that the ground was dented by an inch.

Zenyuan Maki’s brows jumped.

Having to cross-attack, the naginata was swung upside down, and he gritted his teeth to meet the fierce sword light.

"Spell Constructing Spell!"

Bang! Bang bang! !

Thunderous gunfire sounded again.

Chanyuan Zhenyi circulated the power of the spell, pulled the trigger again, and fired the bullet.

This is her unique spell, which allows her to construct matter from scratch based on her own spell power.

But it is different from the "field expansion" method of materializing the born field within the barrier.

The substance generated by the construction spell will not disappear after the spell ends.

Therefore, every time "Construction Spell" is used.

The girl's own magic power will be consumed very violently, causing a great burden on the body.

The limit of the unimpeded range of a girl's body is to produce one bullet a day.

And today, she has fired her third bullet.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Zenyuan Fan snorted coldly, and with a few strokes of the samurai sword in his hand, he easily cut off the flying bullets.

With his ability as a first-level sorcerer, it is not impossible for him to chop bullets with a knife under the influence of the spell.

And at this moment, Zenin Maki, who got a break in the battle, finally got his chance.

The naginata in his hand kept dancing wildly, and the sharp blade shadow whistled through the air, and wherever it passed, it kept scratching and making harsh sonic booms.

It actually made Zenin Fan, who was caught off guard, jump back in embarrassment.

He lowered his head subconsciously, and the collar of his chest was cut into a crack by the sharp blade.

If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been cut open.

"How is it possible? How could you two trash almost hurt me!?"

Such a result was obviously not accepted by Zenin Fan.

This seemingly calm old man had a distorted face and the blue veins on his forehead kept jumping.

He roared in anger and released his own technique.

"The ritual releases Jiao Mei's strength!!"

"Come on, you two losers!!"

"Kill!"

Zenyuan Maki also used her true fire.

The resentment accumulated in her heart gathered together and formed a blazing fire, which made her burst out with amazing potential.

She actually resisted Zenyuan's cursed flame slash and launched a fierce counterattack!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The father and daughter were burning with murderous intent.

They both wanted to kill each other as soon as possible.

The sound of the cursed tools clashing was as dense as a torrential rain, without a moment's pause.

The Zenyuan family members who were watching in the field also felt that the waves of air bursting out from the two were as dazzling as thousands of suns.

The flashing cursed power reflected the flickering torch flames.

It was so fast that even the figures could not be seen, and both of them were wrapped in a group of black shadows.

The battle situation became tense and even difficult to see clearly.

"Master, should we go up to help?"

Facing the desperate Zenin sisters, the members of "Bing" on the side could not help but ask the sharp-eyed Zenin Naoya.

"Wait a little longer, one of them can't hold on any longer."

The blond young man waved his hand lazily.

With a sinister look, he stared at Zenin Shinji, whose body was already swaying left and right due to the extreme consumption of his curse power.

"Zenin Shan needs to kill his two daughters and hand in his pledge of allegiance. Why not give him some more time?"

"Ahhhhhh!! How dare you, how dare you resist me!?"

"Wouldn't it be better to die obediently?!"

After a long time of attack, Zenin Shan's sword path had become disordered.

In the final analysis, his strength was only at the level of the first level.

Compared to his elder brother, Zenin Naohito, his strength was much worse.

"Bang!"

Zenin Shinji gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger again.

This time, Zenin Shan finally didn't dodge.

The tough bullet pierced his chest, and under the severe pain, the sword in his hand finally showed a flaw.

"Hah!"

Zenyuan Maki's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted, and the naginata in his hand slashed out a deadly sword wind.

Zenyuan Fanmian showed panic.

Finally showing his timidity, he instinctively swung his sword to meet the attack, but unexpectedly, Zenyuan Maki suddenly changed his tactics halfway.

A flying kick in the air, through the layers of sword shadows, kicked him directly backwards.

With a loud "bang", the bricks on the ground were shattered by the remaining force, and Zenyuan Fan, who was in the center, had a big pit on his chest.

Spitting blood, it was obvious that he was seriously injured.