readx; "Purple!"

Feeling the tremor of Yakumo Zi's body, Lin Yu held Yakumo Zi's hand tightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scene of Ragnarok has completely become the most terrifying memory of Yakumo Murasaki's memory.

Faced with an apocalyptic aura similar to that time, Yakumo Purple fell into complete confusion.

What exactly is it doing? I don't know anymore......

Subconsciously, I don't want to fight against such a terrifying force......

Thinking so, Yakumo lowered her head.

Only the arm that kept trembling was left, indicating Yakumo's mood at this moment.

"Lin Yu?"

With dead gray eyes, Yakumo Zi seemed to have lost his soul, staring at Lin Yu in a daze.

“…… It's me, Purple, don't think about Ragnarok......"

After Ragnarok, when Lin Yu found Yakumo Zi, she had such an expression......

It's as if the fire burned everything out...... Whether it's the soul or the life...... It's all gone with the wind.

It's like that, and now it's happening to Yakumo Purple again.

Last time, Yakumo Zi recovered under the guidance of Lin Yu and Kazami Yuka, but what about this time?

The dragon god's anger was close at hand, but Yakumo Murasaki couldn't explain it in the slightest......

"Hug ...... Hold me tight...... I...... It's so cold......"

His eyes were blank, and Yakumo's purple robe was already completely soaked in this endless rainstorm.

The graceful body under that robe was also loomingly revealed.

“…… Purple ......"

The graceful body was close in front of him, but Lin Yu became more and more anxious.

Using the Origin of Chaos to open the gap between Yakumo Murasaki, he took out the parasol that Yakumo Purple had placed on him. Lin Yu opened the parasol. Then he hugged Yakumo Purple tightly.

Boundless rainstorms. Under the cover of the parasol, only the sound remained, and the coldness of the body and the dampness of the clothes became not so uncomfortable under Lin Yu's tight embrace......

Completely disarming all his defenses and not using any force, Lin Yu just hugged Yakumo Purple tightly.

No fire was used to dry the clothes, nor was the light used to warm the body.

All the behaviors that might provoke the dragon god, Lin Yu did not do it. Just rely on his own body temperature to send warmth to Yakumo Murasaki.

"It's okay...... It's going to be okay ......."

Whispering softly, Lin Yu was paying attention to the approaching flood.

The youkai who were intimidated by the power of the dragon god did not have the slightest ability to resist.

And the succubus, Shenqi is difficult to shoot, and the four seasons Yingji also has her own concerns.

Now the only people who can persuade the dragon god are Lin Yu and Yakumo Zi......

“…… Purple! ”

Using the strength of his arm to the maximum, Lin Yu shouted with all his might.

“…… It's so cold......"

Seeing that the flood was coming, Lin Yu couldn't continue to hug like this.

"O light, cast out darkness. O fire, bring warmth! ”

Both forces were applied to the arm in an instant. Dried Yakumo's clothes and brought her a temporary warmth and light.

“……”

However, the dead gray eyes did not change......

“…… Great magic, Demon God repeats! ”

The Winged Demon Realm God completely ignored the possibility of war, and blasted countless forces into the flood brought by the Dragon God.

The breath of life and death collided together in an instant, bursting with incomparably majestic energy.

The flood has receded temporarily, and Shenqi has also consumed a lot of strength.

In the case that the dragon god took the first step to change the nearby weather to the most suitable for its play, the gap between the strength of Shenqi and the dragon god has become wider and wider.

Even if the succubus and Shenqi join forces at this moment, there is no possibility of defeating the dragon god.

“……”

Three pairs of black wings spread out behind him, and the succubus also blocked the front after Shenqi made a move.

In the dark clouds, the figure of the dragon loomed.

That is the ancestor of the dragon family, the ancestral dragon......

As the first Oriental Divine Dragon in heaven and earth, the strength of the ancestral dragon has long been unfathomable.

And at this moment, even if the succubus and Shenqi came forward at the same time, the dragon god didn't say anything, but roared angrily.

The monstrous waves, which were a hundred times higher than before, swept from all directions.

The waves are 10,000 meters high, and you feel unparalleled despair just by standing below.

Countless lightning bolts slashed towards the succubus and the gods, and under this gloomy sky, from time to time burst out like a polar day.

"Purple! If you give up now, everything before is nothing! Joke?! If this is the way fate is, would you have given in like this! ”

The hoarse roar was completely muffled under the monstrous waves.

“…… Wake up, purple ......"

With those godless eyes, Lin Yu turned his head to the dragon god in absolute absoluteness.

If...... This is fate......

So I......

"If the heavens crush me, split the heavens, if the earth detains me and crushes the earth, I am born free, who dares to be high!"

His eyes were wide open......

Words flashed through my mind for a moment, but I couldn't grasp ......

"God is not greedy, so why can't he tolerate a little disrespect to him? God is not evil, why should he hold the fate of tens of millions of living beings on the earth in his hands?! ”

Suddenly, a red mist erupted in the sky.

Wearing a golden rooster feather, wearing gold armor, holding a ruyi golden hoop stick, and stepping on silk shoes.

It's the Monkey King!

"At that moment, the dark sky was suddenly cut open by a huge lightning bolt, Sun Wukong jumped up, and pointed the golden hoop stick straight at the sky. Come on'! His figure, illuminated by electric light at that moment, is still frozen in the legend thousands of years later! ”

Suddenly, Lin Yu thought of the story that Lin Luo had told in the past......

That was the story that fascinated Lin Yu the most.

However, the protagonist of that story...... But he succumbed to the authority of the gods and Buddhas, lost his former majesty, and became a so-called fighting Buddha.

"It turns out that all the things that the gods can't control like this have a name, called - demon!"

"Immortals turned out to be intolerant of spiritual creatures in the world that could pretend to be self-proclaimed......"

The words reverberated in Lin Yu's mind.

"Sun Wukong's strength is only Da Luo Xuanxian, in that vast oriental mythology, it is naturally nothing, but the legend of Sun Wukong has been passed down forever, do you know why?"

After telling the story, the question that Lin Luo once asked......

"Because he is a demon, for the glory of the demon, he would rather die than lose!"

The sky has been stirred red.

Lin Yu didn't understand why Sun Wukong appeared here, but thanks to Sun Wukong's appearance, Lin Yu finally found ...... I found an opportunity to wake up Yakumo Murasaki.

"If love is a poem of sorrow, then I will write it."

At this moment, Lin Yu finally made up his mind.

recalled all the things that Lin Luo said in the past......

"It turns out that life is so short, it turns out that when you find what you love, you should pursue it desperately. Because life can end at any time, fate is the sea, when you can swim, you have to swim to your love, because you don't know when the wild current will come, sweeping away all hope and hope. ”

"Purple!"

After the last call, Lin Yu resolutely kissed it...... (To be continued.) )