Chapter Forty-Eight: Come on, Second Round

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Under the blood moon, the open red butterfly fan countless red butterflies flew down from the fan, under the purification of the red butterfly, countless unjust souls let out a roar and disappeared into smoke, and the ghosts and ghosts hidden in the village of the gods on the ground all turned into points of light and dissipated under the purification of the red butterfly, a red butterfly flew in front of the amakura cocoon, purifying the ghost hidden in her body in the surprised eyes of the amakura mio, a white light and shadow popped out of the body of the amakura cocoon, and the unconscious amakura cocoon fell to the ground. Isn't that white light and shadow flying out the same kimono girl I saw at Kurosawa's house?

Seeing the crimson butterflies gradually flying over, the girl showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Sister. Sister."

Outside of the cave entrance, the entire village, whether it is the ghosts of the villagers of the village or the ghosts unique to the ghost domain, all return to the place where they should go after the purification of Ziyin.

At the entrance of the cave, a monster wrapped in a black mist gradually sprang out, blaming me for being huge but definitely not physical, and the aura of death felt from him could only be said to be too powerful.

"Fly Man?" The black mist dispersed, not a ghost but a soul body like himself, with his right leg and normal skin, this is a handsome man, although he is not as good as Ziyin, but wherever he throws it, he is a beautiful man who is in the limelight.

"This seat is not such a weak thing, oh, holding a folding fan and a red butterfly, a second one appeared less than twenty years after the fall of the Broken Army Star." The black aura on the man's body soared, and a giant sword wrapped in countless stones gradually appeared in the air, and the stones of the giant sword gradually began to fall, and a delicate giant sword on the left was in the air.

The man showed a crazy expression and laughed at Ziyin: "What is there to be afraid of a Star Emperor who has not grown up, I didn't expect this seat to be able to become a killer army." ”

"Inexplicable!" The red butterfly in his hand gently waved towards the man, and several red butterflies with the breath of death quickly attacked him. A trace of black smoke appeared in the man's hand, and the smoke gradually turned into a substance, and a black giant sword appeared in the man's hand. The red butterfly with the breath of death had already been reduced to pieces and disappeared before it could touch the man.

"If it's something else, it's still a bit of a threat, but if you want to rely on the red butterfly fan as an attack, you're still too tender." The man's figure disappeared in place with the black qi, and in the blink of an eye, there was one more person in front of Ziyin. Ziyin's abdomen flew directly into the sky as if it had been hit by a battering ram.

"It's so weak, it's really weak, how can the broken army of the strongest star become so weak." In just an instant, Ziyin's hand was grabbed, and then in the next moment, he was already thrown onto the mountain, painful! It hurts! It hurts so much!

was pulled up again and thrown to the ground, and a black giant sword was thrown down at the same time, directly into Ziyin's heart.

"Ahh

"Brother!"

"Jealousy!" In another world, sitting on the throne, Lian Zhen suddenly stood up.

"What's the matter, my emperor." The Emperor Lian Zhen, who was originally sitting below, looked at Lian Zhen, who suddenly stood up.

"Ziyin has encountered jealousy, although it is a trace of divine consciousness clone of jealousy, but it is far from what Ziyin can face, and among the nine great weapon spirits left by the broken army, the soul state can only use the red butterfly fan, but the attack performance of the red butterfly fan is the weakest among the nine weapons of the broken army." Lian Zhen looked at the sky and let out a sigh.

"I can only send his body away, I hope the white sheath Qianyin can help him defeat the jealous clone."

"I hope so, the second generation of the Broken Army Hall should be able to get through."

"Ziyin, when will you wake up, everyone misses you very much. Although the last time Lovelive let you down because of the loss of you, we really are." In Ziyin's house, the evening light shone into the room, and a handsome young man lay on the bed, and next to the bed, a girl with long blond hair grabbed Ziyin's hand tightly, and tears flowed down her eyes.

"What is this?" Ziyin's body gradually brightened, and a unicorn of a divine horse suddenly appeared here, the unicorn flapped its wings, and the horse's hooves bit Ziyin's collar. A door covered in dark gold patterns suddenly appeared in the house.

Chine gradually jumped towards the dark golden gate, and by this time Eri Shinose had already grabbed Chine's neck and jumped into the gate with him.

The door gradually closed, then disappeared into thin air. And the door to the room gradually opened.

"Eri-chan? Ay! The consonants are also gone. ”

"Nani!?" X8

"Ahem." The black giant sword on his chest still never let go, and Ziyin wanted to pull out the giant sword with his own hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the sword never moved. The red butterfly fan in the sky gradually began to become illusory, and the red butterflies flying out of the fan began to decrease.

"Don't be in vain, my weapon is not something like you can pull out, stand next to Ziyin, and close your foot on Ziyin's back. What, the second generation of the broken army is so weak, I really don't understand how the previous broken army beat arrogance and Cain into serious injuries and killed gluttony. The shoe hit his shoulder and crushed it a few times.

'Damn, it would be nice if Chine was here. It hurts, it's obviously a spirit body, why does it still hurt so much. The pain had made his body feel more and more foggy, and the more time passed, the more numb his hands and feet became.

The red butterfly fan in the sky has completely disappeared, and the kimono on Ziyin's body has changed back to the shirt and trousers that came from the beginning.

"Cut, I'm dying so soon." Jealousy pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

A dark golden gate in the sky gradually opened, and where the red butterfly fan disappeared in the sky, the wind wrapped a white sheath knife, sealed and dispersed, the strong wind howled, many trees on the mountain were even uprooted, and a white sheath burning with purple flames appeared in the sky.

A body began to fall, Ziyin's spirit body gradually turned into a point of light and appeared in that body, a purple frame appeared under the body, the body passed through the purple frame, the clothes on the body became a set of black long windbreaker, black trousers, a pair of brown boots on the feet, holding a white expression knife in his hand, on the blade, the purple flame was constantly burning, the eyes gradually opened, the eyes looked tired, but there was a smile on the corner of the mouth.

Put your feet on the ground again.

The tip of Chitone's sword was pointed at the jealous clone.

"Come on! Round 2. ”

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