Chapter 196

Fortunately, these two big monsters who are almost disfigured by each other have powerful forces under their hands.

So the amount of drugs that can be used to give them recovery is still very large.

Ao Ling watched Nuliang Slippery Scoop shiver from being frozen by the Snow Girl, and the banshee who exuded a cold aura was still holding the half-ruined face of Nuliang Slippery Scoop, and the force of the medicine was extremely heavy, so heavy that the first generation of the Nuliang Group screamed in pain.

The black-haired monster withdrew his gaze, lifted his eyelids and looked at the gentle and tolerant Xuan Wolf in front of him, and deeply felt that it was better for his subordinates.

Nu Liang has a big opinion about Ao Ling's fact that he actually attacked his face.

"You all know that I'm here to save Sakurahime, and I'm still hitting me in the face??" The slippery ghost rubbed his face and walked over and brushed the blade in his hand.

Ao Ling rolled his eyes, "You go to save Sakurahime, I'll kill the feathered fox." ”

The black-haired monster paused, and his gaze fell on his blade, "Your knife ......"

"An onmyoji gave it to me." Nu Liang slipped the scoop and hung the small short knife on his waist, bypassing Ao Ling and entering the side courtyard.

Ao Ling stood outside, and it didn't take long for him to feel a strong and wanton demonic aura suddenly spreading, this demonic aura was complex and messy, but it was firmly bound together by the aura that belonged to the slippery ghost.

This demonic aura scurried around outside Kyoto, scaring off many of the rabble on the side of the feathered fox with just its momentum.

The sky, which was still a little shining overhead, seemed to be covered with a thin layer of night at this moment, but after half a cup of tea, it was to the point where you had to light a lantern to see what was in front of you.

Ao Ling looked at all this and smacked his lips in amazement, "This is the night walk of a hundred ghosts." ”

Compared to Heiankyo's perfunctory night walk at that time, the feathered fox was much more admirable.

Ao Ling saw the pitch-black demonic aura approaching him little by little, and occasionally he could see the flickering demonic fire on both sides, and the charming belltone, and then, the black shadow behind it was revealed.

The general of the Nuliang Group was dressed in a battle robe and had a complete fox skin bag on his shoulders - such an outfit would definitely not be believed if he did not deliberately provoke the feathered fox.

The monsters of the Nuliang group all looked very excited, and there were bursting and violent shouts from the team.

- These monsters are very, quite enthusiastic about snatching back their daughter-in-law for their own general.

Perhaps the appreciation in Ao Ling's eyes was too obvious, and the wolf demon on the side whispered: "Lord Ling, if you lead us to form a hundred ghosts night walk, you will definitely be much stronger than the Nuliang group. ”

Ao Ling glanced at the Xuan Wolf beside him.

Then I thought of the scene when a large group of monsters ran to the Yellow Spring to rob the King of Macang Leaves.

The picture is a little beautiful, and it will definitely be beaten to death by Izanami Okami.

Ao Ling was silent for a while, "...... Forget it. ”

The wolf was quite disappointed, but he didn't say anything more, just lowered his eyes in silence.

As a follower of a big monster who has no pursuit, Xuan Wolf thinks about how to develop power with the big monster he worships every day.

It's a pity that after the other party finally rose up and won Kyoto, he didn't hesitate to transfer it to him.

Xuan Wolf was very grateful to Ao Ling, but he still felt a little lost.

- There is a kind of loss that I am not valued and used by others.

"Let's go." Ao Ling turned around and walked as a guide in front of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk of the Nuliang Group.

The wolf answered, raised his steps and followed.

The feathered fox in Kyoto City had already kept an eye on the location of the black wolf in the far suburbs - she clearly remembered that when she was about to be reincarnated several times before, she was disrupted by the wolf demons.

Therefore, when the Nuliang Group entered the Xuanwolf station, the feathered fox had already begun to guard against them.

It's just that she didn't think that the monsters of the Nuliang group came from a long journey, and they didn't even take a break, but just arrived in the morning, and as soon as dusk came, the hundred ghosts went out at night.

The feathered fox soon dispatched a few of his powerful demons.

Kyochung did have formations and enchantments that she couldn't see through.

But on the other hand, the Nuliang group is not clear.

The feathered fox thought confidently.

……

Ao Ling and the Hundred Ghosts of the Nura Group were not prepared to walk through the paths in Kyoto that were twisted by formations.

He stepped into the city and pointed to the central avenue.

"From here, walk all the way along the very middle, don't look left and right along the way, don't respond to any sound you hear, don't respond to anyone you see - even if there is a wall or a corner in front of you, don't turn a corner, just walk over."

Ao Ling said, he smelled the sweetness and heavy aura of human blood spreading in the air.

There are also strange and demonic smells that have never been smelled before.

"Go straight, the captured humans should all be locked up in the Great Interior." Ao Ling patted Nu Liang's slippery shoulder, "Go find your Sakurahime." ”

Nu Liang glanced at him and frowned, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to forage for food." Ao Ling grinned, and when he withdrew the palm that fell on the shoulder of Nu Liang Slippery Scoop, that hand was held weakly, and the small black smoke that was like the demonic power of Nu Liang Slippery Scoop converged from all directions, and finally condensed into a pitch-black blade.

Nu Liang raised his eyebrows, he had seen this knife many times, but without exception, it was worn by the new leader of the Western Kingdom.

Even, Nu Liang Slippery Scoop is very aware of the particularity of this demon knife.

- Devour.

Originally, I was thinking about how the poisonous killing pill could have a saber that was so different from his attributes, but it turned out that this knife actually belonged to Ao Ling.

No wonder.

Nu Liang glanced at the blade in admiration, waved his hand freely, and turned to walk towards the avenue.

also dragged away the Xuan Wolf who wanted to stay by Ao Ling's side.

Ao Ling stayed where he was, and waved his hand at the Xuanwolf in the light of the lantern ghosts of the Nuliang Group, and his eyes swept over the little monsters who were caught in the team, and their demonic qi was so weak that they were vulnerable.

He felt that Nu Liang was also bold.

Natto monk, shadow tea bowl, dirt taste, Naruya ......

Ao Ling looked at the little monster who was stuck on the tail of the team and took a stride to keep up, and couldn't help but feel very worried about Nu Liang's smooth future.

Even such a weak monster can be contained and included in the night walk of the hundred ghosts, and Nuliang Slippery Scoop can be said to be a leader with a big heart.

I'm not afraid of being dragged back by these little monsters.

Ao Ling thought, turned to look at a wall beside him, raised his hand and touched it, and then crashed directly into it.

Kyoto is silent tonight.

The silence is eerie – except for a few places in the Uchi, which are lit up, the whole of Kyoto feels like a dead city.

Ao Ling passed through the wall where the barrier had been set up and turned into an alley.

This path, which has been carved out and does not exist in the perception of ordinary humans, leads directly to the shrine of Abe Harumi.

Ao Ling tied up the demon knife and looked up at Abe Harumi who was standing under the torii.

"Qing Minggong, where are those big monsters?" Ao Ling asked.

"The Great Tengu is guarding the Suzaku Gate, the Earth Spider is squatting outside the Miyagi, the Shirazo Lord is patrolling around, and there are also wild skeletons, crazy bones, and some other decent yokai, all scattered all over Kyoto." The god beckoned to the youkai beneath the torii gate, motioning for him to come closer.

Ao Ling didn't doubt him, walked over, and as soon as he stopped, the painted fan in Abe Qingming's hand gently knocked on his eyebrows.

"You should have felt it in the Yellow Spring, and it is not a problem to bear the divine power of a guardian saint of Kyoto." As soon as Abe Qingming's words fell, a faint light bloomed on the painted fan, which flickered slightly and then disappeared into Ao Ling's eyebrows.

Just as he had seen the entire Yellow Spring before, Kyoto, now surrounded by night and demons, was also in his eyes.

Ao Ling raised his hand to cover his forehead, "...... You gods are like this. ”

Abe Qingming unfolded the painted fan and chuckled, "Anyway, Ling you will become like us sooner or later, and there is nothing wrong with getting used to it earlier." ”

Ao Ling: "......"

You have a good point, but I don't want to get tangled up with you.

"Ling, try to buy as much time as possible - drag the feather-clad fox down, don't kill her directly, her reincarnation method is very hidden, you have to cut off her reincarnation path before killing her completely." Abe's gaze swept lightly over a house in the south of the city.

This means that in order to prevent the feathered fox from breaking away from this skin before death like last time, this time they will first imprison the soul of the feathered fox in the skin bag, and then kill it in one fell swoop.

Ao Ling frowned.

When life and death fight, you still keep your hands, what is the difference between that and sending them to death.

"There are a lot of monsters left by the feathered fox, and if you are injured and can't hurt the feathered fox, you can swallow those youkai and recover from your injuries." Abe Qingming looked at Ao Ling's still somewhat tangled appearance, and tapped his palm with the painted fan, "The formation that imprisoned the feather-clothed fox, but the remnants of the formation left by King Ye during the original Heianjing?" ”

Of course, it is the remnants of the formation that have been repaired by the hands of Haruaki Abe.

Ao Ling raised his eyes and glanced at Abe Qingming.

Abe Qingming smiled like a fox, and after mentioning this stubble with complete certainty, Ao Ling would give up his hesitant appearance, "Go ahead, the contemporary Xiuyuan of the Huakaiyuan family holds the key in his hand, try to cooperate with him." ”

Ao Ling wrinkled his nose, turned his head and rushed towards the desolate skeleton he had killed a hundred years ago.

……

The onmyoji of Hanakaiin and the Abe family are very busy today.

During the day, they are busy telling the residents of Beijing not to go out after dark tonight, not to light the lights, and to run around the capital after night, to get rid of the monsters that they can do.

For the first time in their lives, the onmyoji who live in Beijing have realized what it means to "kick a shadow tea bowl when you take two steps, and you can see the oil bare when you turn a corner, and the roof is full of fine mole crickets when you look up."

The youkai that spread everywhere in the air almost suffocated these poor onmyoji.

As if that weren't enough, they were holding a fortune bean and a sigil with the bellflower seal from Abe Harumei Shrine in their hands, and they were able to see more things they couldn't see when they used them.

- For example, the necromancer who hides himself in the darkness, and the white treasure lord whose body is taller than a house and can bring out a rumbling sound when he walks.

While retreating from those harmless little monsters, the onmyoji evaded the pursuit of the White Treasure Lord through the formation and enchantment in the capital.

They are familiar with every point of the enchantment in Kyochu.

If someone looks down on Kyoto from a high vantage point, they will see an onmyoji turning a corner in the west of the castle, and the next second they will appear on the main road to the east of the castle.

These onmyoji are playing hide and seek with those big monsters in fear, and at the same time, they are also killing or retreating from the monsters who have malicious intentions towards humans and are now smiling and wantonly spreading their curses and demonic powers.

Ao Ling quickly disposed of the Wild Skeleton and the wild bones that controlled the Wild Skeleton.

Ao Ling, who had a big appetite, didn't spend any extra effort on those little monsters, his demonic power spread out, and the black-red demonic power was like hell karmic fire, and the tongue of fire licked those little monsters hidden everywhere, silently devouring them.

Completely different from those who dodged in a hurry, Ao Ling ran directly to the Vermilion Bird Gate.

The black-winged big tengu wore the mask of an old man with a sharp nose and a red face, and a heavy resentment was shrouded in his body.

This Great Tengu was very different from the one in the Hidden Divine Punishment Division—there was no trace of compassion or peace in his body.

You know, the Tengu race is called a mountain god in some places.

Because they always live in the mountains, as long as they are not offended, they can live in harmony with the lost people who have entered the mountains.

But the Great Tengu in front of him is much more gloomy than the Great Tengu of the Hidden God Punishment Department who was led out of the evil ghost in his heart by Naraku before.

Ao Ling narrowed his eyes and grasped the blade at his waist.

With a clear roar, the blade collided with the Great Tengu's iron-hard wings, and it actually made a golden sound!

The sharpest and hardest thing about the Great Tengu is the pair of pitch-black wings.

But the weakness is also the wings.

The black-haired monster retreated with a single blow, and with the help of divine power, its gaze swept over the base of the Great Tengu's wings.

The root was hidden under the robe, and it wasn't real.

Ao Ling clenched the hilt of the knife, and the tail behind him swayed, looking extremely soft.

The wings behind the Great Tengu spread out, and the neat rows of black feathers reflected the light of the lanterns hanging on both sides of the Suzaku Gate, like blades.

It seemed that a wind passed through the city gate, and a few pieces of pitch-black crow feathers fell, gently brushing the arm of the black-haired monster, and cutting a thin hole on the strong suit.

It's so sharp, it's better than many blades.

Ao Ling's toes moved slightly, and the orange light of the candle flame was reflected in his black eyes, which was bright and terrifying.

The masked demon stood silently in place, like a stone statue.

While they were confronting each other, the form of the dog demon disappeared into place, appearing in front of the Great Tengu when the people were defenseless.

The Great Tengu took it in his stride, and a pair of wings swerved, their tips spreading out like bayonets, and stabbed to the side.

The Tengu clan are the favor of the god of wind, and every movement in the wind cannot hide from their eyes.

Ao Ling dodged to avoid the wingtip, and stepped in front of the Great Tengu, raising his palm and five fingers together, and at some point, the demonized palm stabbed towards the Great Tengu's face with a cold light!

The calm Tengu was forced to take a step back, and at this moment, the black-haired monster's other hand, which was supposed to be holding the blade, also slashed at the same time!

- The darling of the wind has no idea where the blade of this monster has gone!

The Great Tengu protected himself with wings on one side, and a buzzing sound flickered on the other, and a fierce wind blew in the square inch.

Ao Ling, who had taken two steps back by the swept wind, raised his eyes to look at the big tengu who was about to retreat, and grinned lightly.

"It's late."

The momentum and demonic power that escaped from the fight between the two big monsters really shocked many people.

When the onmyoji notified their own master to come, the scene they saw was that of a black-haired dog demon and a masked tengu covered in blood.

- But obviously, the winner is the big black-haired youkai.

Their posture seemed to be extremely intimate, their bodies supporting each other, and if it weren't for the sight of the black-haired dog demon holding a broken wing in his hand, the onmyoji would almost have thought that they were not rivals but lovers on the end of the road.

However, this was not the case, and the black-haired monster was reaching out to break the remaining wings behind the Great Tengu, pushing him to the ground as the opponent's body was violently pumped out due to the pain.

Only then did the onmyoji discover that the black-haired youkai had an extremely abrupt blade on his chest, which seemed to grow out of his body and directly pierced the Great Tengu.

Just as the Onmyoji were holding their breath and on guard, the black-haired monster raised his hand and flicked the edged blade.

So in front of everyone's eyes, the blade collapsed in an instant, and then recondensed and fell into the hands of the monster.

Ao Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, hung the pitch-black demon knife back on his waist, sat next to the corpse of the Great Tengu, stretched out his hand to cover the corpse of the other party, and devoured the corpse little by little.

While devouring, Ao Ling raised his eyes and swept over the bunch of onmyoji who wanted to come over but were extremely jealous, his eyes swept over the patterns on their bodies, and raised his eyebrows.

"Flower Blossom Courtyard?" Ao Ling asked, looking at the increasingly nervous expressions of the onmyoji, and his mouth was boring.

The black-haired youkai lowered his eyes again, and seeing that the corpse of the Great Tengu had all turned into his demonic power, he stood up and clapped his hands contentedly, and crashed directly into the wall next to the Suzaku Gate without looking back.

The onmyoji of the Flower Blossom House looked stunned.

An onmyoji thought for a long time, and said uncertainly: "The black-haired dog demon...... Is he the oracle of the High Dragon God that Lord Xiuyuan said? ”

"He's all demonic power!" Another retorted.

The onmyoji at the head frowned and stopped the onmyoji's words, "Instead of guessing here, it's better to hurry up and inform Lord Xiuyuan!" ”

Ao Ling left the existence of those onmyoji behind, glanced at the Nuliang group who had already fought with the earth spiders, and finally set his eyes on the white Tibetan lord who was patrolling around.

The White Treasure Lord is not as powerful as the Great Tengu, but it is much more terrifying than those little monsters in the Nura Group.

When Ao Ling stopped the White Hidden Lord, the small group of little monsters he had seen before who were following behind the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk were being chased all over the ground by the White Hidden Lord.

Well, natto monks, kage tea bowls, dirt tastes, Naruya......

When this group of little monsters saw Ao Ling coming out of the wall on the side, they pounced on them with a snort, crying bitterly and shouting for help.

Ao Ling didn't have time to respond, and was distracted by the white treasure lord over there with a loud shout.

"Who's coming?" The white Tibetan lord of the demon fox with a thin face stared at Ao Ling and asked.

Ao Ling looked at this demon fox, compared the feather-clothed fox and Ba Wei, and couldn't help but feel that the white treasure was really a shame for the demon fox.

- In terms of appearance, it's terrible.

Dressed in monk's robes, with horns on his head, even the weapon is different from the usual elegance of the demon foxes, but a huge spear that looks like a Zen staff.

"Ling, Lord Ling, this is the White Treasure Lord!" The little monk of natto hid behind Ao Ling and whispered.

Ao Ling nodded, and was not prepared to ignore the White Treasure Master's request for him to report his name, so he rushed forward directly with a knife.

But this monster is really noisy.

He seems to be unusually obsessed with getting his opponent to report his name, even if he is resisting Ao Ling's attack, he always interjects his requirements in the air, and says that if Ao Ling does not report his name, he will not do it.

"That's right." The pitch-black demon knife loomed in the hands of the black-haired monster, "Then you can just die." ”

After Ao Ling finished speaking, he very neatly and neatly solved the White Tibetan Master who firmly abided by his morality.

The little monsters of the Nuliang group pounced on him with a bang, hung on Ao Ling's body, grabbed his clothes, and cried to the ground.

They were so frightened that they hiccuped one by one, and the little natto monk cried so much that even natto overflowed.

Ao Ling looked at the little monsters hanging on his body, and finally knew that five hundred years later, the monsters of the Nuliang Group were especially grateful and said that he was the one who saved them back then.

Let's just say, he's not the type to be so sympathetic and kind to the weak.

It turned out to be a coincidence.

Ao Ling pulled off the little monsters who were holding his legs one by one.

"Didn't you say don't run around? Didn't Nu Liang tell you? Ao Ling frowned.

"I—We're too weak to want to cause trouble for the general, so we stayed where we were until we met the Earth Spider." The little monk of natto was held in his hand by Ao Ling, and he sighed softly.

Ao Ling: "And then he was chased by the White Tibetan Lord?" ”

The little monk of natto cautiously glanced up at Ao Ling, and then nodded weakly.

Ao Ling sighed.

This kind of subordination...... How to say it.

It's really in line with the broad mind and informal personality of Nu Liang's slippery scoop.

Anyway, he was replaced, and the little monster with this style of painting was killed by the wolf before he could reach him.