The simple cloth shoes stepped into the swamp of the blood of countless demons, swallowed up by the viscous and disgusting liquid that seemed to boil buckets of paint, and then broke away.

Smooth as new.

As if he had never stepped into that vicious pool of blood.

The beauty with a parasol strolled through the demons of the battle, her blood-stained claws and fangs could not cut through her skin, and the flying poisonous needles and spells could only pass through her body in vain, as if she were just a phantom.

Yakumo Murasaki walks in the rioted Gensokyo.

The Uncrowned King walks on her restless land.

Behind her, the retainers of the Nine-Tails trembled slightly, their hands clasped in their sleeves. The ten fingers trembled, and the teeth tapped lightly, as if enduring great pain and suffering.

"Blue, be patient. ”

The monster sage raised his head and looked at the swollen and dazzling demon moon in the sky, his phoenix eyes slightly closed.

"Although I know you'll be happy to see the moon...... But concentration is also very important. ”

With the master's words, Yakumo Blue's trembling converged, the claws faded, the agate-like iris and pitch-black vertical pupils changed back into round eyes, and the wise demon fox lowered its head and followed behind Yakumo Purple tamely.

"Good boy. ”

Yakumo touched Yakumo's head and smiled gently.

"Next, let's go find the mourning dog who enjoys my protection but tries to provoke me. ”

A sharp light flashed through the woman's amethyst-like pupils, and the flying dirty blood passed through the parasol, fell onto Yakumo's face, and then continued to fall, melting into the blood-soaked dark earth.

The monster sage raised his hand and gently stroked the spot where the blood stain had passed, chuckling silently.

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"So, what do you want?"

"I ...... There's really nothing you want. ”

Wang Yu scratched his head, and the excessively long ponytail shook like a wriggling black snake.

"What I need most now is strength, and I'm sure you have something that will boost my strength, but I don't dare use it. ”

The young man-like demon smiled and spread his hands, and he pulled out the unconscious Mianyue Fengji from the pitch-black cracks that bloomed beside him, and threw it at Yayi Yonglin casually.

"I'll give you one, and if I don't give you the other yet, I'll take it back to study it, okay?"

Yayi Yonglin lightly caught Mianyue Fenghime, stared at her miserable white face with an expressionless face, and took out a bottle of strangely colored potion from her pocket and poured it into her mouth.

"I don't care, Iki won't hold a grudge now that Iki is defeated by you. But if you're humiliated, she'll gamble everything to kill you. ”

The head of the moon put Mianyue Yiji on the ground behind him, and he also sat down at the table.

"Although you can beat her, I guess you don't want to make extraneous branches, Mr. Wang Yu. ”

"What a woman like a demoiselle...... You and she are. ”

Wang Yu sighed, and the pitch-black ice crack path bloomed above the head of Bayi Yonglin, and the unconscious Mianyue Yiji fell from it, was held up by an invisible and qualitative force, and sent into the arms of the moon mind.

"Why the demolique? I don't think it's a compliment. ”

"Or do you prefer a hedgehog or a porcupine? By the way, I think the demoiselle is a very beautiful fish, beautiful and dangerous...... Oh, by the way, the bone in your arms is too hard, so I can only break a few. ”

Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders and showed a pure and innocent smile.

Bayi Yonglin glanced at him and didn't say anything.

Although the current Wang Yu is still unable to compete with the monster sage, he can defeat Mianyue Yiji unscathed, which has confirmed that his strength is enough to reach the upper echelons of Gensokyo.

Even more than the current Bayi Yonglin.

"I thought about it, and I really didn't have anything I wanted. ”

The boy lifted the tab of the cola and sipped the liquid as if he were holding a teacup in his hand, his expression sunny and bright.

"Well, then, I'm going to ask you not to talk about it all over the place. ”

Bayi Yonglin poured the same potion into Mianyue Yiji's mouth, and she looked at Mianyue Yiji, whose right arm was bent to an impossible angle, and her chest collapsed, and a fire of red and blue intertwined ignited at her fingertips.

"Do you think I'm Bayi Yonglin like a person with a bad mouth?"

"But without guarantees, it's hard to know for sure that you won't do something with it. ”

Wang Yu's indifferent black eyes stared at the Eight Meaning Yonglin who was lighting the flame at the broken bone of Mianyue Yiji, and his voice was unconsciously dyed with full majesty.

"Although I know that even if you make a guarantee, it won't do much when you really need to use my layout, but having insurance is completely different from not having insurance. ”

"So, please sign this divine contract...... Eight meanings and gods. ”

The pitch black in the young man's pupils spread, spreading to the entire pupil, turning into eyes that suck up everything like a black hole.

The blood-colored flames burned and spread from his hand, and in an instant summoned a mutilated and yellowed piece of calf paper, on which it was decorated with intricate and ancient patterns, solemn and elegant.

In contrast, the concise and clear terms of confidentiality on this sulfur-smelling parchment are really full of contradictions.

"Come on, my gossip friend. ”

Wang Yu handed the contract document to Bayi Yonglin, and attached a pitch-black quill with a mysterious luster very intimately.

Bayi Yonglin looked at the parchment, turned her gaze to the quill, and reached out to take it.

"Do you demons like this kind of play?"

"Hmm,Nostalgic retro contract method,You said that if I send you a text message and ask you to reply to my name, the letter number or 666@, it's not appropriate, don't be so picky.,Or I'll give you a parchment that doesn't look so broken?"

"No, that's fine. By the way, is this feather yours?"

The demon rolled his eyes—though the pitch-black eyeballs made the action completely ineffective—and said helplessly:

"Would you leave your hair and nails behind to make everyday items? ”

"Makes sense...... So that's the end of it?"

"That's fine, or if you're willing to use that feather to pierce your fingertip and write a bloody signature, I don't care, and it can add a little bit to the contract. ”

Wang Hui took back the parchment and watched it burn, disappearing in the blood flames, never to be seen again.

"I feel that some two uninvited guests are menacing, and the trouble of the Moon Mind is still to be handled by the Moon Mind, so I won't do much beak in the future. ”

The demon stood up, crumpled the empty aluminum can in his hand, and stepped into the dark crack with a courtesy smile.

"Goodbye, then, my honest gossip friend. ”

"Goodbye, Mr. Wang. ”

Bayi Yonglin watched the crack heal, and after sitting for a while, he put the unconscious Mianyue Yiji in his arms aside, and stood up to look at Mianyue Fengji.

The woman, who should have been unconscious, sat up from the ground uneasily, touched the ground with her forehead to Bayi Yonglin, and saluted respectfully.

"Division...... Master Craftsman ......"

"You don't have to talk about the news of the moon. ”

The Moon's mind looked indifferent, and his tone was as cold as winter.

"Tell me first, how many 'Mianyue Tomohime' are you?"