Sixty-first Strike The time of immortality
Even in humans, he is very short, like a child.
Long hair that floated all the way around his waist, holding a sharp blade.
Whether it's a youkai or a human, as long as she stands in her way, nothing can leave without harm.
Alone, never old or dead... The undead who cannot be redeemed.
Penglai people - Fujiwara sister red
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"Hmph... It's a pleasure. β
In the midst of the mansion, the laughter of men was heard.
He took a glass of wine and drank it in small sips.
He is a hot general who has become hot because of the retreat of youkai, and he has a smile on his lips.
His name is Minamoto Yorimasa, and he is a descendant of Minamoto Yoriko.
"This time I have retired from the treatment of the eagle, and my status is going to rise step by step. Minamoto Yorizheng told his exploits and said, "If you really want to get rid of monsters, you have to use monsters." β
"I am, human ......" a faint voice came from the corner.
It's a girl with hair over her waist.,Wearing a shabby and simple kimono.,Although her face is covered in dust.,But it's still beautiful and beautiful.γ Now she knelt in the corner, her head bowed, and then she was silent.
The samurai on Minamoto Yorimasa's side, Pig Hayata, stood up from his position, pulled out the long sword at his waist, looked at the girl in front of him with vigilance, and shouted, "Give me an honest little ghost!!"
It was as if he was facing some wild beast, staring at it without a trace of relaxation.
"Alright. Minamoto Yorimasa waved his hand at Hayota Ino, motioned for him to put down the blade in his hand, and said to the girl in front of him, "Listen." β
As he spoke, he reached into his clothes and pulled out a dirty burlap pouch.
With a shake, the burlap pouch made a crisp metal crashing sound. Minamoto Yoshimasa threw the sack of linen on the tatami mats.
"This is the agreed reward, and I am not grateful to Dade for taking it. Yuan Laizheng raised his head, and his high-minded appearance made people disgusted.
The girl didn't care about Yuan Laizheng's attitude towards her, and took the money bag into her arms without saying a word.
Without explaining anything to Minamoto Yori-masa, the girl left the mansion and disappeared into the vast moonlight.
"Is this really good?" Pig Hayota looked at the woman's distant back, put the sword in the sheath, frowned and muttered worriedly, "Let such a child hunt demons..."
Yuan Laizheng didn't care about filling the wine glass in his hand, supporting his cheek with his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned and said to Zhu Zaita: "Can't you see from her skills."
Although it is in the form of a child, it is a monster. Minamoto Yorimasa drank the wine from the glass.
"In my family, I've been in contact with that monster since the time of Yoriko-sama. Minamoto Yorimasa narrowed his eyes and said, "It's better to say that it is because of her that this samurai family has the current reputation." β
"Isn't it the time of Lord Raiguang...?isn't it when Saga reigns..."A cold sweat was left on Ota Inosa's forehead, and the fear of that girl in his heart was reborn, "That little girl, in the end...
How long have you lived in this world?"
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"Then I'll really leave, and I won't come back no matter how much I ask for it after that. The eagle glanced back at the girl, who was still leaning unmoved on the railing of the bridge.
"Twitter, do you have Stockholm syndrome or something. The girl hung the dead fish eye and complained.
"Squer... What is it?" The tilted her head in disunderstanding, and Cuixiang on the side also showed a blank expression.
"No, it seems that the paranoia of victimization is more appropriate?" the girl thought deeply with her fingertips around her sideburns, and after a while she gave up thinking and waved her hand, "Forget it, there is no need to think about such a thing." β
"I don't know what to think... Saga, you're such a strange person. The eagle scratched his back hair with a little distress, and the dull hair on the top of his head curled one by one, and turned around and said, "Then I will really leave." β
"Alright, let's go, let's go. Cuixiang drank her wine and shook her head.
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"Did you escape? The girl's voice rang out from the end of the bridge, holding a sharp blade, and the sound of her footsteps was like a death rush.
"Demon beast... Eagle. β
Hearing his name and the familiar voice, the eagle turned his head in confusion, and the moment he saw the owner of the voice, the eagle's expression changed.
He became extremely hideous, his eyes were full of cruelty and murderous intent, his wings were erected like sharp blades, and demonic energy began to overflow from his body. His feet stepped the bridge deck, and with the impact, he pounced on the girl with long hair in front of him like a beast pounced.
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The blades collided with the claws, making a sound of metal clashing.
The girl's superb sword skills easily defused the eagle's attack and slashed it back.
Unlike the hatred and murderous intent on the eagle's face, the girl calmly examined all this, the bow behind her hair fluttering in the wind.
"Wow, the enemy has come to the door. Cuixiang poured a sip of wine, looking like she wanted to watch a play.
"She'sβ" The girl always felt that the face was familiar, but she couldn't remember the name of her owner.
"Minamoto Yorimasa?!" said without thinking.
The girl was stunned, obviously speechless because she had mistaken her name, and said, "... I'm not Yorimasa Minamora. β
"It's a shame to compare me to that kind of shit. The girl closed her eyes, expressed her disdain for Minamoto Yorimasa in her words, and said, "It's because of the stumbling block to fame and fortune that I missed the opportunity to kill you." β
"So you're here to wipe that stumbling block?" said Cuika.
"......" The girl stared at Cuixiang with questions, but she was very sure, "Wine swallowing boy, I didn't expect to meet you in such a place." I just gave up the trouble of going to you again, and today I will retire you and the eagle together. β
"Hmph, you really dare to say big things if you get rid of me. Cuixiang showed a bloodthirsty smile and held the gourd and said, "Although I don't think much about it, it seems that there will be a ghost competition again today." β
The "......" girl was not born and clenched the sword in her hand, but she did not have the slightest nervousness.
For her, it doesn't matter how many opponents there are, it's the same.
The girl on the side watched all this silently.
I want to avoid trouble, but trouble doesn't stop coming to my door.
"Although there is no demonic smell on the body... But mixed up with two youkai. The girl pointed her sword at the girl, "Then you too will die." β¦ Maybe you may not be a youkai, but still...
Kill you!"