Lost in the Bamboo Forest. Because www.biquge.info perennial shrouded in a faint mist, it is easy for ordinary people to get lost in it and keep going around in circles. If you can't meet a lucky white rabbit or a man who is familiar with the place, it is basically difficult to go out. Therefore, it is difficult to walk to the Eternal Pavilion in the middle of the bamboo forest.

Hong Meiling is the kind that gets lost. Hong Meiling received the order of the eldest lady and ran to the Lost Bamboo Forest with Zizhen on her back, and then unfortunately ...... She's lost.

After Hong Meiling circled around the same place thirty times, Zi Zhen finally couldn't bear to open a gap under Hong Meiling's feet.

"Ahhhh!!!hh

Boom!! The landing location is good, just at the gate of the Forever Pavilion, after landing, Hong Meiling's plump body provided a buffer for Zi Zhen on her back, so Zi Zhen didn't have anything to do, and sat on Hong Meiling's back a few more times...... Well, the elasticity is really good, and it is worthy of being a person (demon) who has practiced martial arts.

Facing the stunned Lingxian who was looking at Zizhen and the others on the other side, who was about to go out, Zizhen showed a smile: "Lingxian Ou pinch-chan, I'm here for treatment!" ”

"Ahh Reizen nodded stunned.

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After Hong Meiling explained some important things, Zi Zhen opened a gap and sent Hong Meiling back to the Red Devil Pavilion directly - pulled under her feet.

The long-eared girl in front of her with a box on her back looked at Zi Zhen and showed a sweet big sister smile.

Zi Zhen just pointed to his feet very calmly: "I was hit by an arrow in the sole of my foot, can you carry me?" ”

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Reizen honestly carried Zizhen on his back, listened to Zizhen chattering in the back, and walked quietly.

"Today is another day of peace." Zi Zhen said with such feelings.

"If I don't have an arrow in the sole of my foot......"

"......" Regarding Zi Zhen's words to ridicule herself, Ling Xian felt that it was better to choose to ignore it.

After the scorching summer, the breeze is fragrant......

A gust of wind blew gently, ruffling Reisen's beautiful long hair, and then ...... Zi Zhen was stunned. Zi Zhen stared at Ling Xian for thirty seconds, and her burning eyes made Ling Xian afraid that the next second Zi Zhen would suddenly bite her neck.

"Reisen Ou pinch-chan ......," Zi Zhen began.

"Hi little brother, what's the matter with you...... Is it? ”

Reisen looked at Zijin's glowing eyes and felt her thighs tremble.

"Suzusen Ou pinching sauce...... Why do you have both human ears and rabbit ears!? ”

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Facing Lingxian's tangled silence, Zi Zhen was shocked.

Is it really the same as what is said on the outside forum, the rabbit ears of the Suzusen Ou pinching sauce are removable!?

Zi Zhen originally wanted to try to pull Lingxian's ears, so let's forget it. If the rabbit ears were really removable, Zi Zhen would feel that something of his own would be shattered......

In short, there is no common language between the two (demons) on this topic after that......

Forever Pavilion. Ward.

"As a youkai, you can actually get infected because of this small injury...... It's just the same as a human being......" Bayi Yonglin said after being drugged by Zi Zhen's little feet.

"No way, our family is mixed-race, and we don't have that healing force." Every time Bayi Yonglin applied medicine to her little feet, Zi Zhen grinned for a while.

"Okay, raise it for a day, and you're good to go. I said......" Bayi Yonglin was very familiar with bandaging Zi Zhen's feet, "Why are you so happy every time you come to the Eternal Pavilion?" ”

Zi Zhen: "Every time I come to the Forever Pavilion and see that there is no monster younger than me around, I feel cute in terms of age~"

Eight Meaning Yonglin: "......" (for the first time in a thousand years old moon sages felt frustration in age)

Two nights later.

The big bed in the Dream Pavilion

The small emerald green head rested on the pillow, and Kazami Yuxiang's eyes were closed, and she looked like she was sleeping soundly. At this time, the wide pajamas worn by Kazami Yuka were dragged to the side by ****, and it was obvious that he had just finished coaxing Kazami Yuka to sleep.

"The little thing doesn't know when it's asleep-" There is maternal love in his eyes that ordinary people can never see.

Yuka stretched out her soft fingertips and gently smoothed out a few of Kazami's short hair.

"Well, let's greet the guests a little bit then."

Looking at the young girl sleeping on the big bed, the green-haired flower lord removed the pitiful gentleness that could already be said to be less in the smile, with an uncomfortable chill and distorted smile that was enough to freeze the surroundings, first changed out of the relatively wide nightgown, put on a more convenient bright red vest, gently picked up her own parasol, put on her shoes leisurely and slowly, and gradually walked out of the living room of the dream hall.

All this is happening in silence.

"It's better not to be too weak, otherwise it won't be fun!"

Gently push open the door of the Dream Pavilion, and it is dark outside.

A gentle breeze blows the ......

About a hundred meters in front of the Dream Pavilion, a purple-clothed man with his face covered and a figure of about eighteen or nineteen years old carrying a transparent glass was standing quietly. In the transparent glass lampshade in his hand, there were many firefly-like points of light, slightly emitting a dim light.

There is no dialogue, and there is no need for dialogue. The other party is full of fighting spirit, and so is Yuxiang, as for asking the other party's identity and whether the other party has anyone who came together, it is completely unnecessary. This is the confidence of the big youkai who stands at the top

The purple-clothed man on the opposite side took a step, stepped out, and whispered softly.

"Seven hundred seas."

Boom!

The man in purple moved again, this time stepping through the void in one step, and came directly to Yuxiang's face, Yuxiang reacted at the same time, making a fist movement.

With a bang, the man in purple was knocked back a few steps. Stand in the distance. Yuka frowned slightly. Just now, I felt a little abnormal when I was swinging my fist, and I felt that my speed was much slower than when I usually swung my fist, and the power I emitted was greatly reduced. The fist that was enough to shatter a mountain was consumed and disintegrated before the enemy could be defeated by that strange force.

"I see, do you mix up the space around you?"

Kazami's brow furrowed. With the fighting consciousness accumulated over countless years, she has discovered the strange place where the space around her has become. Different from the simple suppression of the general suppression space, this space is more like the mixing of seawater. The general suppression space is shown to increase the burden on people's bodies, but this suppression space has no meaning for the terrifying existence of Kazami Yuuka in terms of power beyond common sense. Any suppression space that is beyond the scope of their suppression will be shattered by others. And this space in front of you is like putting people in water. There is water all around, and no matter where you throw your fist, you will be hindered, and the power emitted will be canceled out by the 'seawater'. It can be said that it is the best space dedicated to limiting the power type.

"It's a bit of a hassle...... even Kazami Yuka has to admit that this eerie space has caused her a haunt - of course, it's just a haunt. Bright red eyes burned with flames, a fierce joy of battle.

A glimmer of light lit up in the darkness, and the light converged on the parasol in Yuka's hand: in an instant, the sound of the night disappeared. The night breeze was silent at this moment, as if all the voices had been agreed together, and there was a brief absence at this moment.

The face of the man in purple hidden in the night began to turn red, and bits and pieces of sweat began to appear on his red face. The heat wave began to swell savagely in every inch of this space without scruples: that light converged into a disaster, and the explosion tore into an endless sea of fire, swallowing the heavens and the earth, the moon and stars, and the chaotic realm space. The tyrant's magic cannon was like the Big Bang, from the size of a pinpoint, to a bang, and collapsed into boundless light and heat. The 700 Hanhai of the Purple Man is like a sea that has been steamed dry by the sun. The 'seawater' burned in front of a magic cannon capable of destroying the stars.

Even a vast ocean could not withstand a shot from a tyrant.

"Beyond Expectations...... "The eyes were filled with an overwhelming light that seemed to drown everything, and the man in purple on the opposite side raised his right hand holding the glass lamp.

With a soft pop, the lamp lid opened. The incessant surging flames finally stopped its raging pace in front of the eyes of the man in purple. After absorbing the flames, the dozens of fireflies-like flying light spots in the lampshade lit up slightly. The man in purple couldn't help but be surprised.

The power of terror is worthy of the lord of the flowers of the four seasons......

Boom!

A loud noise echoed in the night, the stratum began to sink, and the wind in front of him stepped on the fragrance, and the place where the man in purple was standing began to sink. The man in purple needs to look up and look at the Queen of Youxiang standing tall, the tip of the parasol in her hand, biting the man in purple. The magic cannon is ready to fire at any time.

The purple-clothed man was sinking, the ground under his feet was collapsing, and the Queen of Youxiang looked down on this uninvited guest with cold eyes.

However, just as she looked down, she suddenly felt that someone was paying attention to the top of her head, and her vision stabbed Youxiang painfully. The queen raised her eyebrows, raised her head, and there was a purple-clothed man standing in the sky.

Boom. The figure in purple on the ground dispersed and turned into countless points of light. The glass lamp in his hand fell to the ground. But before it could fall to the ground, the purple-clothed man in the sky made a move. The glass lamp fell steadily into the hands of his own people. Inside the lamp, a tiny spot of light dimmed.

Candle Shadow Body. The purple-clothed man on the ground just now is a shadow separated from a point of light in the glass, etc., and he can hide in the air with a real body.

Empty! People are in the sky, and the purple-clothed man swoops down violently, spreading out his palm at Youxiang, and the palm wind is howling.

Youxiang didn't dodge or dodge, and a hideous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Dodging has never been a queen's style. Yuka punched out.

Buzz!

The man in purple handed his palm, and the wind saw Yuxiang punching. The collision of two ferocious forces should have shattered the sky. But the fists and palms intersected, and only a 'buzz' sound broke through the air.

There was silence all around, and the faint wind only knocked a few dead grasses around the two of them. The heavy fist fell into the palm of his hand, like a mud cow into the sea.

Youxiang frowned again, the movements in her hands never stopped, the big fist split down, and there were bursts of wind tearing the void, the purple-clothed man was silent, and his palms did not fall to collect all of Youxiang's heavy punches, and a heavy punch that was enough to shatter the mountains fell into that pair of white palms, and quietly dissolved into invisibility. Youxiang's face began to slowly become a little serious, the punch style became smaller and smaller, and the fist became more and more astringent: the self-person on the opposite side was as stable as a mountain, and a pair of hands unloaded or unloaded, no matter whether the wind saw Youxiang was ruthless, Diao, crutch, heavy, and sticky, all of them were all dissolved by that pair of hands and all of them were added to Fengjian Yuxiang's hands. If you continue to fight like this, Yuka will not be able to hurt people in the end, but will exhaust herself to death. The fist of the wind and the fragrance is the mountain, and the palm of the man in purple is the sea. The top of the mountain is still visible, but the sea is not deep into it.

Yuka was a little impatient, this single battle was not fun at all. If you want to break the deadlock, there is no way, and Queen Yuxiang has a way. Isn't the other party trying to defuse the punch? Then crush him with more force! In Gensokyo, power is synonymous with Kazami Yuka.

At the moment when the fragrance was about to explode, the purple-clothed man suddenly turned his palm into a fist.

There is no fancy punch at all, and the castration is mediocre, but there are many kinds of tricks in the mediocrity. The unavoidable punch Yuxiang was not afraid of this punch, but she didn't meet this punch, her feet were misplaced, and she jumped backwards...... Thousands of miles through the air, the whole person disappeared.

The fragrance falls on the roof of the Red Devil Pavilion...... A breeze blows in your face: an unusual gale of wind from your usual fists.

The man in purple followed.

Yuxiang stood firmly, and the roof of the Red Devil Pavilion under her feet collapsed, and after a loud bang, the eldest lady with a magic spear rushed out! But the queen and the man in purple teleported again and disappeared.

Remilia searched around the vicinity of the Red Devil Pavilion for a hundred miles, but did not find which bastard had fought on the roof of her Red Devil Pavilion, cursed a few words, and went back.

The other side. The savannah of Gensokyo.

The purple-clothed man and Yuxiang appeared at the same time. Yuka glanced at the shattered Red Devil Pavilion, and there was a 'I knew it would be like this' on her face.

It's not that Kazami Yuka can't take that punch, but she feels that the loud noise woke up the sleeping ****, so she changed the battlefield...... So the Red Devil Pavilion suffered. And the fist of the man in purple was avoided twice by Youxiang, and most of it was eliminated. Youxiang chuckled, this time she didn't hide again, her figure was slightly blurred, she raised her foot and kicked her high, and the tips of her toe heels turned over in the moonlight, kicking towards the purple-clothed people's hearts like sharp swords.

Yuxiang's thighs are definitely longer than the hands of the man in purple.

There was no accident, the man in purple was pierced through his heart by Youxiang, and his body was scattered. The crunch of a mirror shattering.

The mirror shattered, and behind the mirror, a man in purple jumped out, and another fist struck.

Youxiang sneered, raised her arms and raised her fists to meet the purple-clothed man. The fists did not exchange blows, and Yuxiang hit the face of the man in purple, and the man in purple hit Yuxiang's chest.

Youxiang didn't make a sound, as if she wasn't injured, and she was firmly rooted in place, but a few strands of red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

The purple-clothed man screamed miserably, the whole person flew out upside down, and several 'pop' crisp sounds broke out on his body one after another: his eyes exploded, his nose exploded, his teeth also exploded, and his face was blurred with blood, and he couldn't tell whether the blood spurting out of his mouth was due to external wounds on his face or internal injuries to his lungs.

Yuka watched him flee and didn't chase him, because that person didn't have that glass lamp on his body, and he was just a doppelganger with the strength of the deity. Relaxing her body, Yuka opened the parasol in her hand, strolled in the moonlight, and slowly walked back to the Dream Hall.

The night in Gensokyo is still quiet. Flowers reflect the mound, chansons are everywhere.

The Lost House. Zi Zhen rolled over, hugged Yakumo's blue tail and muttered, "Fox noodles ......"

Then he took an 'ah' bite......

"Ahhhhh!!hh

The screams of a certain fox pierced the night sky.