Chapter 8: Onmyoji (I)
"It's really, it's disappointing......" After knocking the opponent away again, Mo's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and in the next moment, he had appeared beside the other party, holding the wooden sword upside down, and inserting it down, directly penetrating the opponent's seemingly indestructible body, nailing it to the ground, and unable to move anymore.
Looking at the ugly figure still roaring and struggling under his feet, Mo's expression became more and more indifferent, and the original interest seemed to have gradually faded.
"Such a 'you' is simply a beast that does not know what to call it...... No, it's not even as good as a beast, at least the beast will choose to run away after sensing the danger and the difference in strength, and the current 'you' is just a 'rabid dog' who has completely lost his mind......"
Looking at the 'monster' below who didn't react to his words and was still screaming and struggling, Mo frowned, was my previous guess wrong......
"Well...... It seems that I thought too much about it before......" After waiting for a while, I found that the other party was still just struggling in vain, screaming. Mo gave up completely, turned around and prepared to leave.
Anyway, his sword has completely nailed the opponent's body, and the node of resentment and death. As long as no one dies to help him pull out the wooden sword, after a while, this 'corpse monster' will naturally dissipate its resentment and completely die.
"Roar to kill...... Kill Roar ......"
"Huh?" Mo stopped, turned around, and looked at the figure nailed to the ground, as if he had just heard something?
"Kill...... Hiss...... Kill Roar...... Kill ......" I saw that the original struggling movements gradually stopped, and the hoarse cracking sound was mixed with a roar, as if he was struggling to utter the whole word.
In the end, the other party finally roared and shouted a complete sentence: "Kill me, ahhhh ”
"Hehe, interesting...... Mo walked back to the other party's side again, looking at 'him' with a little curiosity, "I had some kind of conjecture when I heard about 'you'......
"Not to mention the process, now that the result seems to be, 'you' may not only retain the memories of your life, but even your thinking and consciousness still have some remnants? So, tell me, what the hell are you? Monster? Or 'human'......"
"Kill...... Kill...... Kill ...... I! Kill...... Roar...... Kill ......"
Seeing that the other party kept repeating the meaningless words, Mo shook his head and put his hand on the hilt of the wooden sword, "Okay, let's let you out first." ”
"Roar!! Kill me!!! ”
As soon as he pulled out the wooden sword that sealed the opponent, the huge 'monster' immediately bounced off the ground, roared, and grabbed the ink with a fierce claw.
"Danger!" An exclamation came from a distance, and then a white light followed, slamming directly into the 'monster' and knocking it out.
Then the white light dissipated, turning into a bird-like ball of light, feathers and sideburns, and cilia appeared, lifelike. Then, after circling in the air for a week, he whipped his neck and flew back to the place where the sound came from, and finally came to rest on the shoulder of a man.
"It was really thrilling just now, are you okay?" In the fog, a handsome man came out, with a soft smile on his face, which was enough to make anyone who met for the first time have enough good feelings.
"You're human?" It's a pity that there will always be some people in this world who don't understand the amorous feelings, such as the guy in front of him, holding a wooden sword.
"Forehead......" Even if he can always maintain his demeanor, he was stunned by this question, "In the bottom, of course it is a person." ”
"Yes, looking at your appearance, I thought it was some kind of 'alien' change."
At this moment, even if he was as graceful as him, he couldn't help but show a wry smile, "The appearance below is indeed easy to cause misunderstanding." And your words are quite similar to what a certain 'person' once said to you. ”
"It's me who was rude."
"No, no, you don't have to apologize. Here's why, too. By the way, it's rude, I haven't introduced myself yet...... "The handsome man with a wry smile quickly straightened his posture and gave a salute, "In Xia Pei Qingming, it's just an insignificant onmyoji." ”
Mo lowered the wooden sword in his hand, looked at the man in front of him, and said in a talkative voice: "If the world-famous Yin and Yang masters, Yin Yang Holy Masters, and Exorcist Masters can only get a 'trivial' evaluation, then all the other Yin and Yang masters in the world will die of shame." ”
The handsome man, or An Pei Qingming, showed a wry smile again, and said: "These are just the gifts of Your Majesty and the reputation of everyone, and I am really ashamed to do it." ”
"Besides, in front of His Excellency the Sword Master, how dare you claim to be the leader of the exorcism."
"You know me?"
The man who claimed to be An Pei Qingming shook his head, "I heard the villagers mention it on the way here, His Royal Highness Yan Daomo has already come to eliminate demons first, and now I want to come to Your Excellency." If there is any rudeness just now, I hope you will forgive me. ”
"Forgive me? No, I'm just a little confused, why would you want to attack my prey? ”
"Forehead......" The handsome man felt that today was the day he was stunned the most, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "Just now, in the next moment, I made a move on His Highness Mo's 'prey', and I hope to bear with me." ”
Uninteresting, Ink shook his head. He is not the kind of person who likes to make trouble, and he was just trying to see what kind of person this world-famous Yin-Yang Saint Master in front of him is. Of course, it would be better if you could try to play a game or two. But now, it seems that there is not much chance.
Turning around, he looked at the 'prey' that had just been knocked out. I saw that on the ground not far away, the other party was locked by several white light chains, and he was completely unable to move.
This is a bit similar to the method he used to seal the town with a wooden sword just now.
And in Mo's sight, the essence of the Dao Light Rope was constructed by countless subtle runes that were implicated in each other's amplitudes.
Judging from this hand, the name of the other party's Yin-Yang Saint Master is well deserved. At least in the past ten years, among all the human cultivators that Mo has encountered, he can do this with his hands, and this is just the person he met today.
"Kill...... Kill...... Kill me...... Kill Roar!! Ahhh Even though he was bound by the light rope, the other party still kept letting out bursts of rage, or pleading. However, the sound of tearing and shattering only made ordinary people who heard it feel more horror than sympathy.
"Alas......", the handsome man also stepped forward, looked at the struggling 'monster' in front of him, shook his head and sighed, and said, "Your Highness Mo, please give him a good time." The way he is, staying in the world is just torture."
…… To be continued......