Animism.

In the same way, everything has its own breath.

Gold and stone minerals, green shade and plants, flowing water and swimming fish, flames and flowing roots, mountains and rivers and soil, all have their spirits, and they are all breathing on their own. It's just that they don't think and explore like humans.

But, too, they are alive.

They are breathing, too, but the sound of their breathing is too faint and distinctive for us to easily perceive.

This is true of all things, and so is the qi derived from all things.

There is aura, there is joy, there is resentment, there is evil, there is evil.

If you can see the flow, you will naturally be able to cut off its qi.

Smoke, close your eyes. Not to give up resistance. It's an observation.

When we observe things moving around us, we are also observing the qi flowing around us.

Disorder, disorder, disorder.

Countless black lines surrounded her, like a mess of threads, waiting for the next time they were used, they had become a mess.

It's useless, it's useless, it's useless!

None of these threads are useless, none of these are the threads that smoke is meant to cut.

She had cut off such threads countless times before she observed, but the next thing she faced was all tentacles that were more than double after being severed.

This made the smoke tired to deal with it, so that finally he came up with the idea of giving it a go.

However, she still underestimated Misato Tomie too much, no, this is no longer Misato Tomie, but an inexplicable creature. A breath that has never been seen before on Earth.

Grumpy, chaotic, destructive.

This aura constantly impacted the smoked divine sense.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of red blood flowed from her mouth.

There was an unknown manic aura all around, but the woman still found the most crucial vein in this aura.

If it weren't for her mental strength being tough enough, she would probably have gone crazy a long time ago.

However, the current situation is not optimistic, no, it should be said that it is very unoptimistic. She had already felt the attack on her life. However, all she can do now is cherish every 0.01 second of her time to observe, to explore.

But no!

I didn't find it!

The black thread was about to envelop the smoke, and the chaotic and manic aura was constantly impacting her consciousness. Let her consciousness feel more and more blurry.

Gradually, the breath was no longer felt.

The black scrambled lines slowly form a black screen. Then slowly connected, she seemed to be plunged into darkness.

I'm sorry, Suijun.

I, I'm probably still too arrogant.

His eyes were a little bulging, and the feelings of remorse slowly poured into his heart. She might, probably never see that man again. Thinking of this also made her know what a childish thing she had done.

Finally, let's say it again.

Sorry –

"Come to think of it! Now hurry up and remember! Smoke seemed to hear such words in the gradual fog of consciousness.

"Think of it, think of what?" Smoke asked the voice rhetorically.

"I remember the moment when the woman swung her sword."

Woman, wielding a sword?

Click~

There seemed to be a crack in the hard wall.

A faint light shines through, and following this light, smoke begins to remember.

Woman, it's that woman.

Dressed in white and barefoot, the purity in her eyes seemed to be able to reflect her own appearance.

Not resistible.

Unstoppable.

Just standing in front of her, the first time, the tremor on Smoke's hand couldn't fool herself.

That was the first time she had met her boyfriend's sister.

"And then, and then what did she do?" The unknown voice continued to ask.

"What did you do?" After a pause, she muttered, "What did you, she, she swung out two swords." ”

"What about those two swords?"

"With a sword, she broke through the hard boulder in the air."

"Yes, that's right, she broke through the hard boulder. So, what about the other sword? ”

"There is also a sword, and there is a sword that cuts off the resentment and evil on the Zashiki boy."

"yes, do you remember?"

"Remember, remember?"

"I remember how she felt when she swung her second sword."

"Feelings?"

Smoke, at this moment, the divine consciousness has been dissipated. But she followed the memory, her slender arms slowly raised. What he holds in his hand is the authentic one that Yu Mo Xie once held.

"She, just lift it up."

"And then!"

"Wave, no, how the hell did she find that resentful anger!" The sword that Smoke was about to swing suddenly stopped.

"She didn't have to find it."

"Not really?"

"Because, what the blade is referring to—"

"That's the goal!"

There was no pause, but it was full of its powerful faith, and the long sword in his hand swung out!

Bang!!!

The wall that had been blocking the smoke collapsed and fell with a loud thud at this moment.

Brush!

The bland sword swing did not have a dazzling aura, and it also caused some damage to the surrounding scenery. If the power cannot be completely controlled, then it is a power.

Smoke's swing of the sword is so plain. It was like a normal morning when she was practicing swinging her sword.

It's just that the sword that was swung this time didn't make a sound of cutting through the air. Yes, it was just an eyeball hidden in Misato Tomie's body a hundred meters in front of the smoke, and it suddenly turned into two halves.

Next, all the tentacles around him slowly vaporized, and finally dissolved into the air.

It was only then that she opened her eyes again.

In the distance, the sky was gloomy, the tentacles were wreaking havoc, and the placket was the blood that he had spitted out.

It's not a beautiful picture, and it's also an embarrassed look.

However, the corners of Smoke's mouth were unconsciously upturned.

This smile is like a cold plum blooming, and the fine snow is quiet and fresh.

"Now, I'll be able to stand by your side somewhat." Between muttering to himself, Smoke's body fell back involuntarily.

She didn't have the energy to stand anymore.

It doesn't seem like a good idea to sleep like this.

She thought so—but its warm breath enveloped her the next.

It is very generous, with the fragrance of grass and trees. This kind of aura made her familiar with it, but she didn't want to face it at the moment.

"Don't pretend."

Smoke pretended not to hear.

"Do you really want to pretend?"

This person seemed to find it incredible, and at the same time came up with a bold idea to make a living. One hand protected her back, but the free hand went towards the long legs wrapped in black stockings.

The soft but elastic thighs, after a slight pinch, with covetous and heavy breathing, he was a little impatient to march towards the valley.

"Have your brains turned into rice green liquid?" The lilac eyes opened, and he asked as he looked at the face that he was not tired of seeing.

"If you know, I was so angry that I was about to hang you up and beat you up a moment ago. So what I'm doing now can really be regarded as gentle. ”

Leaning over in Smoke's ear, the man said.

Hearing such words, I couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

She actually knows how anxious this man is. At the same time, I know how naïve my actions are. But she did it anyway.

Perhaps, everyone will have a childish time.

Although, when you come to your senses, you may be filled with endless regrets.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Suijun." The first time he said the words of apology, the tone of the smoke was a little unnatural. But he was talking with his best efforts.

"Also, it's nice to see you again."