The deep night, the bright moon, hanging high in the night sky in the middle of the night, the pale white moonlight quietly sprinkled, and the things that were silent in the deep night were also dyed with a trace of pale white brilliance.

In a remote, barren village, the lights in the houses have long been extinguished, and the villagers who live here have long since fallen into a deep sleep.

However, in this silent and deep night, a thin shadow slowly left the village, the red and white witch costume, the long black hair gently wrapped by white sandalwood, and the slightly weak body of the witch walked silently through one house after another, left the village, and walked slowly towards the river outside the village.

Perhaps it was because some of the weak shrine maidens were too quiet in their own thoughts, but the shrine maidens did not notice that in the night not far behind her, a girl in very old clothes and barefoot followed her closely.

Hidden behind a tree in the deep night, the girl was a little nervous, staring intently at the witch walking not far in front of her, and her heart was pounding.

Why did Kikyo leave the village at such a late hour...... Doesn't Kikyo want to stay in our village anymore...... No! Kikyo-sama won't lie to me, and since I've agreed to stay, then Kikyo-sama will definitely stay here forever!

Well, sure enough, because of the words of the annoying monk during the day, I was a little unhappy, Kikyo-sama......

In the deep night, on the small river sprinkled by the pale white moonlight, the slowly flowing water surface is sparkling, and the bright moon reflected on the surface of the river is also on the flowing water, swaying slightly.

Standing on the bank of the river, the witch with a cold expression gently raised her fair right hand and casually untied the white sandalwood paper that wrapped her long jet-black hair, and at this time, the jet-black long hair that had lost the shackles of the white sandalwood paper was also scattered in mid-air and fell naturally.

The night sky in the middle of the night is still silent, and the bright moon is still hanging quietly in the night sky, however, in the east of the night sky in the middle of the night, I don't know when, there are several lights and shadows that emit pale white light.

The girl hidden behind the tree in the deep night naturally saw the pale white light floating from the east sky, and when she really saw the things in the pale white light, the girl couldn't help but be a little frightened, and subconsciously covered her mouth tightly with her little hand, forcing herself not to scream.

In the pale white light clusters, it was clear that it was a youkai with only terrifying red eyes, pale white body, and a body similar to the body of a snake.

Each of the dead soul insects was holding a ball of air that was also pale white, and when the dead soul insect flew from a distance to the sky above the river, it also flew down from mid-air, and gently threw the air mass it was holding, the dead soul left behind by mortals after death, to the witch with a cold expression.

Gently raised her white hand again, catching the dead soul left by the dead soul worm, the cold witch calmly stared at the dead soul that stayed in the palm of her hand.

The dead soul insects hovering in the deep night were still throwing one dead soul after another, and the pale white air masses fell on the thin body of the witch one after another, silently submerging, filling the false clay body covered by the red and white witch costume of the witch.

Looking at this scene, the girl hiding behind the tree, since Kikyo came to this village, has always liked to follow her The horror in the heart of the little night has overflowed her little heart.

Tachibana, Kikyo adult, manipulate a youkai......

"Can't you become a Buddha with peace of mind, shrine maiden......"

I don't know when, the old monk and his disciple during the day were already standing behind the calm Kikyo with a calm expression, looking at this scene with the same calm, and asked slowly.

Seeing this scene, the old monk who had been subduing demons and eliminating demons for decades finally saw the essence of the inhuman and cold beautiful witch in front of him all the time.

Sighing with some pity, the old monk still said slowly.

"Mikome-sama, you're dead......"

"Could you please raise your hand?"

Even if the old monk behind him pointed out his essence, the tone of the bellflower was still faint.

"I just want to live a peaceful life in this village."

"Since you want to live a peaceful life," Yan Sù, who still seemed unmoved by the old monk's words, even after hearing such words, "then why collect dead souls?" ”

It seems to be a little embarrassed, and in the faint voice of the bellflower, there is a trace of loneliness and stopping.

"That's because ......"

"Your body, it seems, needs to be filled with dead souls in order to move."

While Yan Sù spoke like this, the old monk slowly raised a clay jar carved with dragon patterns in his hand.

The witch who was lightly aware of the spell attached to the clay pot turned around slowly, still speaking plainly.

"What are you going to do?"

"Let you go to the other side of the world where you should go!" The other aging hand formed a spell mark, and the clay pot carved with dragon patterns gradually emitted a pale yellow light, the old monk's expression was solemn, and his tone was also full of sternness and firmness, "This is also for your good!" ”

The light on the dragon-patterned clay jar suddenly rose as if it were alive, and in an instant, it flew out of the clay jar and wrapped itself around the body of the unguarded shrine maiden. The pale yellow light suddenly dissipated, and it was a dark cyan roaring dragon that wrapped around Kikyo's body!

At the same time, whether it was Kikyo who was bound by the dragon-style god embodied in the mantra, or the old monk and his disciple who were bent on overtaking Kikyo, and the girl Xiaoye who was hiding behind the tree and looking at this qiē in horror, they didn't notice that at this moment, like a breeze blowing through the treetops, the figure of a young man with gray hair like an illusion appeared silently behind the tree that was also covered by the deep night.

"It seems to be a little late," the ancient monster who has lived for thousands of years seems to be unconcerned with his left hand, holding the right hand of the old monk who can trap Kikyo with a spell at this time and wants to send her back to the other world in the next moment, preventing its next move, Shang Yang exhaled lightly, "Although I still considered hiding the traces of the dead soul worm before, so that Kikyo can live quietly here for some more time, however, it seems that there is no point." ”

"You can't escape the poor monk's soul-binding technique!" On the other side, the old monk, who was not aware of Shang Yang's arrival at all, saw that the witch who was the deceased seemed to have been completely trapped by the evil dragon embodied in the spell, so he did not hesitate to urge the clay pot in his hand again, extremely strictly, word by word, "You can become a Buddha with peace of mind!" Let the poor monk redeem your soul! ”

"What about redemption......" Hearing the words of the old monk Yan Sù, even Shang Yang, who knew that the old monk would say this, still shook his head a little helplessly, "Master, you shouldn't have said that." ”

In the same way, just as Shang Yang knew, when he heard the old monk Yan sù say the word "redemption", at this time, she was trapped by the dragon embodied in the spell, and still did not take any precautions, her expression was also covered by the long bangs at the same time, however, even the old monk who seemed to be completely in control of the situation at this moment could also perceive that the body of the witch who was entangled by the evil dragon embodied in the spell gradually condensed an inhuman, cold and bone-chilling cold.

"Redemption ......"

The voices of some weak witches are still flat, however, under this still blandness, what is hidden is an unattainable coldness.

"You alone want to redeem me......"

It is the poignant and indescribable resentment that supports her to return to the world with obsession once again after fifty years, and the indescribable sadness that has not been erased from fifty years ago, even fifty years later.

The bitter resentment, and the incomparably deep sorrow, this is the obsession that supports the present, surrounded by the cold that cannot be dispersed, such an incomparably profound emotion, has long exceeded the limit of the old monk's ability.

It seemed to have also infiltrated Kikyo's bitter resentment and anger, and the cold spiritual power had infiltrated the body of the roaring evil dragon little by little, and then, violently erupted.

Boom!!!

With the roar of the dragon embodied by the spell, the dark blue dragon's body shattered violently, burst open, and scattered everywhere.

The body of the dark cyan dragon burst violently, and one of the dragon claws, in the stunned gaze of the old monk, flew towards him, and the sharp claws at the front of it slammed into the old monk's throat.

Burst!

PS: Keep updating.

It seems that there is a cough the next day, and the reason is not mentioned, it's not a big deal, but it also makes everyone despise my reputation. (Look to the sky.)

Anyway, the previous sentence will become an act of setting up a flag tomorrow. (Forehead.)

In short, everyone's expectations were disappointed.,I'm sorry.,Hawkers.,Actually, you can wait a while to watch it together.,You don't have to fight like this every day.,There's no too important part of the recent plot.。

Also, don't wait until the early hours of the morning, my current updates will probably be within today, if there is no update after eleven o'clock, everyone go to sleep, don't stay up late~