The Lord of the Four Seasons of Flowers did not hear the pain in the young man's heart, and she still paced leisurely towards the trembling young man. In the end, she stood only two meters away from Wang Yu, and smiled under the guarded gaze of everyone in the Red Devil Pavilion.

"You're the one Yakumo brought along?"

"Hmm, bluff......"

"Smack"

The boy struggled a few times with his head down, and he made a strange sound from his throat, and looked up to the sky with difficulty, as if he had torn something.

He tore a large chunk of flesh from his own arm, and the fragments of his black clothes filled his mouth.

Wang Yu kept looking up and turned his head to the left, his eyes, which were already completely pitch black, were filled with hideous ecstasy, and the corners of his mouth that were split to the base of his ears at an angle impossible for humans outlined a full moon-like arc, and crystal red blood oozed from his razor-like fangs, slowly flowing down the corners of his mouth.

"Gollum ......"

His jaw squirmed slowly like a snake, mixing the piece of flesh and cloth and swallowing it. At the same time, the gap in his arm had healed, and even his clothes had been completely repaired by magic.

"Yes, me. ”

The boy turned around with the little girl trembling at the same frequency, twitching like a haunted hapless in a horror game or a robot with a faulty system in a movie, his head changing direction uncontrollably many times in the space of a few seconds, as if he were controlled by a myriad of threads, the source of which was in the hands of an epileptic patient.

"Excuse me...... Yes, what, what are you doing?"

Frantic laughter escaped uncontrollably from the depths of the boy's chest, and he managed to finish the two sentences with all his might to control his surging desires.

The big monster didn't care about Wang Hao's slightly rude gaze and the wary hostility of the weak monsters behind him, she set her eyes on Wang Hao, and threw out an olive branch that was hard to refuse.

"Wang Yu is it......" chewed these two words carefully, and what came out of Fengjian Yuxiang's mouth turned out to be Chinese with a full and round tone.

Of course, this is not surprising, it would be humiliating for a youkai who has lived for more than a thousand years to not be able to understand the mainstream language of the human world. And until two hundred years ago, my Great Celestial Empire was still the world leader of the dynasty of all nations.

"Come and take care of the Dream Pavilion for me. ”

With a gentle smile that contrasted sharply with the demonic smile on the boy's face, the big youkai happily rotated his parasol and admired the not-so-graceful cherry blossoms that fell from the blood of a tree.

Her tone was so natural, as if she was stating the truth of the laws between heaven and earth.

As the words fell, Flandrew in Wang Hao's arms instantly opened the wings of the crystal bones, and the hideous joy in her red eyes was ignited, all of which turned into fiery rage.

The boy hurriedly curled up to suppress the little girl in his arms, and there were more flowers of flesh and blood on his body, and then quickly repaired the flesh before it hit the ground. The cycle repeats itself, forming a cage.

Compared to Flandrew's rage, Wang Yu was more puzzled. He looked up, and the gesture turned into a look up as he shrank up.

"Why...... Looking for me?"

The Lord of the Four Seasons of Flowers hummed as if he was in a good mood, and stepped out in front of Wang Hao. She pressed her slender, fair, green fingers against the young man's chin and lifted it, bent down slightly, and smiled like a flower on the beautiful face that was slowly approaching.

She was close to the young man, and the tip of her nose was almost touching the distance between her lips, and the cool breath of a faint floral fragrance blew on Wang Hao's face, but it aroused the violence in his heart, making him tremble more and more exaggerated, and even his teeth struck each other, constantly making a crisp sound.

The smile was so gentle, the tone was so soft, and the words were as cruel and vicious as a steel knife with a barb.

"The weak are not qualified to know the reason. ”

"Well said. ”

The young man suddenly stopped trembling, the sinister smile on his face instantly subsided, and then bloomed into a smile that was as warm and soft as the lovely person in front of him.

He suddenly raised his hand and pressed a palm on the beautiful face of Kazami Yuka, which was not stunning but was picturesque.

No one thought that this new upper-level youkai would dare to do such a thing, and even Kazami Yuka was stunned for a moment. And just this moment is enough for Wang Hao to make a reasonable response.

A pair of wide magic wings suddenly burst out from the young man's back, and without the time to change his body leisurely, he directly and violently gave birth to wings that should not exist on people, and the price was the dripping crystal blood on the magic wings.

Before the blood could fall, it was pulled into a thousand lines of blood in the air, and the boy's instantaneous acceleration even knocked through the air around him, creating a vacuum trajectory behind him. The repair of the black clothes could not even keep up with the burning speed of friction with the air.

Wang Hao clenched the beautiful head with one hand, and the anger in his heart almost burned him, driving him to let out a thunderous roar. The air became dense, solid, and solidified like a wall in front of him, and then continued to be breached. A white wave of diffused air formed his trail, and he flashed away in the sky like a red meteor, and the clouds that passed by were evaporated into gas by the heat.

The boy eventually landed in the inaccessible depths of the Magical Forest with a roar, and an unsightly pit suddenly appeared in this relatively vast land, and a large amount of heat and potential energy poured down Wang Hao's right arm into Kazami's head, sending a tsunami-like wave of dirt around it. Countless trees and small beasts died in the aftermath of the spread, and the waves of dirt continued to roll.

Wang Yu could vaguely feel a soft force emanating from the underground, no, from the world itself, gentle and irresistible to control the disaster he caused within a certain range. If it weren't for that, that moment was enough to smash Kazami's head all the way from the surface of the earth through the earth's crust and deep into the magma layer to the center of the earth, how could it be just ten meters lower than the horizon within a radius of thousands of miles?

But now he is in no mood to pay attention to the power that must be the power of inhibition, and after coming to Gensokyo, he was provoked for the second time in the real sense, and he rode naked on the body of Kazami Yuka, surrounded by pitch-black ice mist, and the fist of Rock's hardness of at least eight digits continued to hit that beautiful face, and the thunderous striking sound was continuous, as if countless lightning bolts fell at the same time at that moment.

It's just that Kazami Yuka, who has suffered so many blows, didn't react at all, and there wasn't even a trace of dark green on her fair skin.

The woman suddenly raised her hand, lightly grabbed the iron fist that was not even visible in the afterimage, and opened her scarlet blood-colored eyes with a demonic grin.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch. ”