"No matter what kind of character I am to fight Jingming, it has nothing to do with you, right? Orochimaru-sama."

"That's right."

Compared to Jing Ming, who frowned, Orochimaru's joy was beyond words. The increasingly sharp vertical pupils are the best proof of this fact.

"Indeed, it has nothing to do with me what kind of person you fight Jingming is. That's true—I shouldn't be nosy."

「？！」

What's going on? -- Jing Ming, who was righteous and stern just now, now looks as surprised as if he has seen a ghost.

He didn't think that Orochimaru would be such a good-tempered guy, what he said just now was equivalent to interrogation, but the other party didn't even have the slightest anger, but ...... Seems to be in a good mood?

The gently raised corners of the mouth are by no means a symbol of anger. Jing Ming dared to assert so.

With a somewhat happy tone, it seemed that she was very satisfied with Jing Ming's surprised appearance.

"Why are you so surprised? Do you think I should be angry at this moment?"

The two rhetorical questions in quick succession left Jing Ming speechless.

If you want to be honest, the answer is undoubtedly only "yes". Even if he had only met Orochimaru for only a few minutes, Jing Ming already had a considerable understanding of this demon who had survived from the mythical era to the present.

Powerful...... It's very powerful. The most powerful of all the monsters that Minato Jingming has seen so far is none other than Orochimaru. Moreover, this strength is not only physical, but also mental.

However, the so-called goodness, that kind of spiritual personality, is almost invisible in her body. Such a guy, if it can be called kind, then the world is not far from being destroyed.

All in all, Jing Ming believes that although she may not be a person with small energy, she must be a person who has nothing to do with magnanimity. If she wasn't angry at Jing Ming's sharp words, then it was really a strange thing.

However, the word "yes", which can be easily exported on a daily basis, has an extraordinary weight at this time. Because answering like this is tantamount to satirizing the other party, satirizing a powerful monster beyond imagination. Maybe Jing Ming's sister can say this bluntly, but it's a pity that Jing Ming himself doesn't have such strong nerves.

Unabashedly show your true side, this is the qualification of the strong. Even though he had already known this, Jing Ming once again realized that compared to his sister, he was just a mediocre talent.

Well, there is only one choice.

After an almost imperceptible pause, Jing Ming spat out his answer.

"There is no such thing at all."

As always, the tone is flat and lacks emotion, but it is precisely because of this that it seems particularly sincere. Who would have thought that Dou Jingming was talking about it?

I don't know if it's because of his quiet and quiet character, his words are always believed by people. Perhaps they subconsciously associate the two qualities of silence and honesty. In fact, this kind of thinking is wrong, for Jing Ming, lying without changing his face is as easy as breathing.

It's just that...... If you want to deceive a 3,000-year-old monster, you still can't catch it.

「…… You kid...... I didn't expect to be able to say something that I didn't believe in without changing my face."

Orochimaru stared at him with a gaze that looked like he wanted to shoot through Jingming.

It's a pity that the calm face like a mask didn't show the slightest flaw until the end.

Very good---A revealing smile appeared on Orochimaru's face.

"Hmph, for your acting skills. I'll just tell you the truth, boy."

「…………」

Jing Ming was silent and looked directly into Orochimaru's eyes, and in the eyes of onlookers, this was undoubtedly a provocative scene.

Provocation, this is a word that has almost nothing to do with Jingming. He never used his will, and he would not provoke others at all.

But what about today?

Jing Ming himself didn't know very well. However, just now he finally decided on one thing.

Himself, and this big snake pill, are incompatible.

"Orochimaru-sama."

When the atmosphere became a little weird, in order to prevent any unintended bad changes in the situation, the difficulty of watching the interaction between Orochimaru and Jingming on the side spoke.

Unlike Jing Ming, he had known Orochimaru a long time ago. Her aunt, Tamamo, is a long-time friend with Orochimaru. With this relationship, the position of speaking in times of difficulty is also more free than that of Nazhi and Jingming.

"What are you doing in Youkai Mountain this time?"

"Hey, it's not like I'm going to do something. I'm a guest invited, so make no mistake."

With a slight hint of teasing, she replied.

"So, what did the Heavenly Demon invite you for?"

This time it was Zhiwuliu who asked about it, although it was not very polite to interject halfway. However, this involves the names of thousands of youkai, so Na Zhiwuliu can't care much about it.

Unexpectedly, after a moment's deep groaning, Orochimaru asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"Let's not talk about that---you guys, do you know a youkai named Yakumo Murasaki?"

What is the problem?

The three of them were puzzled by this non-marginal problem for a while, and couldn't help but look at each other. From the eyes of the exchange, they were sure of one thing: none of them had heard of the yokai Yakumo.

Orochimaru, who has maintained a calm attitude from the beginning, showed a solemn expression for the first time, just from the fact that this guy can have such a change, that monster named Yakumo Purple can't be overestimated.

But even then, what is not known is still not known. Besides, Na Zhiwuliu, who was desperate to understand why his own leader made such a big move, really didn't have the extra heart to search his memory for something that he hadn't heard of at all.

"Tsk...... You three don't know."

In the end, it was an old youkai who had lived for nearly thirty centuries, and without waiting for Nachi's answer, just by looking at the expressions on their faces, Orochimaru already knew that he could no longer get an answer.

"But my question is not unrelated to that wise boy's question just now—then I'll tell you now that I was invited by someone else."

"By that youkai called Yakumo Murasaki?"

"I got here when I heard from that guy that something really interesting was going to happen here."

Shrugged helplessly, Orochimaru's actions were already equivalent to answering Na Zhiwuliu's question in disguise.

It's just that this answer is not very reassuring.

"Interesting?"

Jing Ming slowly spit out these two words.

Orochimaru didn't know anything about this was enough to surprise people, and on top of this, pulling out such an unknown monster as Yakumo Zi made Jing Ming feel even more uneasy.

"Interesting, that's what the guy said anyway."

The cold snake pupils flickered with an indecipherable light. Recalling what Yakumo Purple said, Orochimaru couldn't help but smile.

"Now that I think about it, that guy really has a three-inch tongue. Maybe I was deceived by her, but if that's the case, that's interesting, right?"

After saying that, Orochimaru winked happily at Jingming. Although her words were very free, if you think about it carefully, you will find that her smile has more murderous intent than just now.

Obviously, if Orochimaru really found out that she had been deceived, then her reaction would never have been laughed off like she did now.

"What kind of monster is that Yakumo Murasaki?"

Looking at Orochimaru, he asked with some curiosity.

Because he knew Orochimaru first among the three, he knew her better than Jingming and Nazhi in trouble.

In addition to his brutal personality, Orochimaru is also a conceited youkai. She never got angry with the men who had malicious intentions towards her, not because of how magnanimous she was, but because she thought that those who were at best ants would be an insult to herself to cast equal malice on them.

If anyone is particularly hostile to garbage that can be easily crushed by just lifting their feet, needless to say, that guy is definitely just a piece of garbage or a mad dog.

And a very small part, that is, Orochimaru will throw a gaze containing murderous intent at it. Only this kind of guy is Orochimaru's enemy. She will not hesitate to end the other person's life with her own hands.

And this Yakumo Purple undoubtedly belongs to a youkai that deserves Orochimaru's attention. In that case, there must be the power of a big yokai.

"What kind of youkai......

The difficult question asked Orochimaru slightly, slightly, slightly, for a moment. Because she hasn't grasped what kind of character that female monster is.

However, there are still so-called impressions.

"In a word, the body is not clear."

The body is not clear -- what is the answer?

Although she didn't say it, the expression on her face completely exposed what she was thinking.

Orochimaru didn't care about that either...... In the end, she is the son of an old man, and she is not going to do anything to this little girl because of this.

"You probably can't understand it—"

Suddenly, as if he had seen something unexpected, Orochimaru paused for a second before continuing.

"But now that she's here...... Then you might as well see for yourself."