"Your current cultivation is all from devouring souls and monsters, right? An Zhen. ”

Seeing that it had been recognized, An Zhen laughed twice, and the snake's head turned into a human head, although half of his face had been burned to charcoal, but judging from the other half of his face, he did have the capital to make a young woman fall in love at first sight. Jun Luo thought of the Qing Ji who had traveled thousands of miles, and couldn't help but agree with Qing Chi's words: Monks don't have a good thing.

"You're so much stronger than the others that you can see who I really am. The half of the mouth closed one by one, revealing a weird smile: "The old monk and the onmyoji all thought that she was the one who was the troublemaker, it was she who was too angry and became a snake demon to come back to take revenge, hehehehe, she had already been swallowed soul, how could she come back to take revenge? But thanks to her, although I have lost my path to becoming a Buddha, I can cultivate into a demon god, and the Buddha can't do anything to me!"

Buzz - the ancient bell shook, stirring up a golden ripple. Jun Luo asked Wu Yong with his eyes, the latter shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine, the severing fan was still hanging high in the air, not letting An Zhen hide in the bell, he rushed a few times and found that he couldn't help the golden thread, and his expression became more and more resentful: "Ji Ji, you want to die so much, I will fulfill you!"

An Zhen's snake tail waved out a black light, although it was hindered by the enchantment, but it was only a slight pause, even if the black qi dispersed a little, it still rushed out of the enchantment and rushed straight to Wuyong; Wuyong waved his right hand, a golden lotus bloomed in the palm of his hand, blocking the dark green snake scales, and just when he blocked a blow, An Zhen, who was coiled on the ancient bell, suddenly widened his eyes, and the intact half of his face withered visibly, and in the shadows, there seemed to be something - "Be careful!"

"Junluo!"

A voice suddenly crossed in her mind, overlapping with the person's exclamation, the woman in red looked at the stunned Wuyong in front of her, hooked the corners of her lips, and wanted to say that it was okay, but she frowned and spit out a mouthful of black blood: "Ahem, cough, cough!"

"Jun Luo!" Wu Yong held the fallen woman, and the immortal power imported swam in her body, only to feel that a cold evil aura spread out of her heart, not a demon or a ghost, and it was eroding her heart. The blood that Jun Luo spat out stained his white clothes red, but the owner of the village, who was usually clean, didn't care, holding her wrist tightly, fighting against the evil spirit.

He only saw a cloud of gray mist rushing out from behind An Zhen, and it was in front of him before he could react, and then there was a touch of red in front of him......

Seeing that his face was full of 'why bother', Jun Luo couldn't help laughing, and her heart hurt after laughing, but although she wrinkled her face, she still smiled, even if this smile was like crying: "Ahem, cough, cough." She wanted to say that the owner of the big village was so ugly, but she found that the words couldn't be said in her throat, and the coldness that had just wandered seemed to have spread all over and disappeared in an instant, only the pain in her heart reminded her that it was not an illusion.

She couldn't speak.

Seeing Jun Luo's sudden solemn expression, Wuyong obviously realized it, and reached out to touch her neck, but the woman clamped her wrist. She stretched out her hand and scratched the blood stains on the ground, and wrote on the floor: It should be the evil art of sealing the seven knots, and I can't speak now. There's something wrong here, go back and say.

As if thinking of something, the woman crossed out the last word and wrote the word 'write'. Then he rubbed his fingers on Wuyong's body with satisfaction, and stood up with his shoulders. This childish behavior couldn't help but make people angry and laugh, and before the hand that clamped his wrist could be released, it was held by the man, and the hands of both people were very cold, and when they were held together, they were surprisingly warm.

Buzz - the ancient bell rang at the end, as if shocked, as if unwilling, the fine cracks spread rapidly, accompanied by the shriveled snake head hanging to the ground, and with a bang, turned into a cloud of powder.

In the end, all things in the world will return to dust, and earth will return to earth;

The moment the enchantment disappeared, Jun Luo seemed to hear a 'Amitabha Buddha', as if the old monk sighed with compassion in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Jinshan Temple.

The woman in red stood still for a moment, raised her eyes to look at Wu Yong, and held his hand, her red lips slightly opened and closed.

She said, let's go.

Well. The man nodded in agreement, and his mind had already made it clear that he was holding her hand tighter and tighter.

Genji's house.

"Sakura, how many times have I told you that you are the eldest daughter of Genji, and you can't play crazy like those lowly girls, regardless of your identity. ”

"Madam, you don't have to be so harsh, your daughter's family should be lively. Sakura-chan, come, your father will take you to play, and you won't lose your identity. ”

"Sakura, my Sakura...... I have not taken your father to heart, but how can I give up my daughter......"

"Father, they all say that mother is a white-eyed wolf!"

"Why, Sakura-chan, your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world, and you don't have to listen to those people. ”

"Father, I want to see my mother, you let me see her, I beg you!"

"Huali, take Miss back. ”

"Father, Father—"

The woman on the bed opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were like gray tiles soaked by the rain, misty and heavy, she frowned slightly, closed her eyes gently, two tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and the beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if her heart was entangled. Sakura bit her lip and cried silently, and it didn't take long for her to open her eyes again.

Jun Luo and Wuyong went for too long, and she didn't wait until dusk before she came back. I was going to take a break, but I didn't expect to dream of the past again...... Sakura's hand combing her hair suddenly stopped, and in the bronze mirror, the person behind the cold woman was smiling at her: "Another nightmare?"

Seeing that Sakura pursed her lips and didn't answer, Takeshi Fujita smiled, reached out and stroked her long hair, and said in a low voice: "Good news for you, the Heart Eater has been triggered, and that little white face won't live for seven days." The man paused, leaned down slightly, and smiled with an inexplicable meaning: "Do you know what I admire about you the most, you are the most heart-"

A silver-blue light flashed in Sakura's hand, piercing Takeshi Fujita's heart, and before the man could react, he had already passed through his heart—"Poof." The woman pulled out the wooden branch and looked coldly at Takeshi Fujita, who was kneeling on the ground and staring at him with wide eyes, with undisguised disgust and hatred in her eyes: "Do you really think that I will be willing to let you live?"

The woman in purple smiled sarcastically, picked up the scissors on the table and cut a blood mark on her collarbone, and the bright red blood beads dripped on the gorgeous clothes, becoming Fujita Takeshi's last memory of the world.

When. The scissors fell to the ground, and Sakura used his strength to overturn his dresser-

"Sakurahime!"

Atrium.

When Wuyong led Junluo to the main hall, Gen Hiiragi was scolding Sakura. The girl knelt before her father, the wound on her collarbone untreated, blood stained her clothes, and she looked dazed, as if she had not listened to her father's angry reprimand. Next to her was a corpse, blue hunting clothes, with beautiful facial features, and eyes staring at her in surprise, it was Takeshi Fujita.

Yuan Hiiragi Wu saw Wuyong, glared at his daughter hatefully, and said to the human: "The little girl is ignorant, please come to the fairy to subdue the demons, and now let you see the ugliness of the family, and please don't blame the immortal chief." ”

"What's going on?" asked Wuyong coldly, standing without sitting down, his eyes swept over Sakura and Takeshi Fujita as if they were sweeping over two small grasses. Yuan Hiiragi was so frightened by his sudden indifference that he trembled in his heart, and hurriedly gave the maid a look, and the maid immediately moved two chairs out, and Wuyong sat down with Jun Luo.

He wasn't such an arrogant man, and he must have discovered something by doing something like that. Junluo glanced at him, at Sakura, then at Takeshi Fujita, and lowered his eyes. She had to admit that Wuyong's mind was more meticulous than her, and she only vaguely guessed a little wrong, but looking at Wuyong's appearance, she seemed to have insight into everything.

Could it be that this is talent? The woman in red frowned slightly, Wu Yong held her hand tightly, she raised her eyes, and saw that the person had worry in her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh, and shook her head. Wuyong didn't feel that he was too worried, and when he saw that she was okay and looked at Gen Hiiragi, the look in his eyes seemed to say: You can say it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Gen Hiiragi covered his mouth and coughed a few times, carefully worded, and said: "Just now, Takeshi Fujita suddenly appeared in Sakura's room and wanted to do something wrong to her, and as soon as Sakura missed, he killed him. ”

"Sakurahime doesn't seem to be proficient in spells?" asked Wuyong faintly, looking at the woman.

Sakura opened her mouth, but her father preempted her: "Because she's ...... She stole the sacred tree that her ancestors had placed in Daocheng Temple......"

Building wood. Jun Luo's eyes moved, and she tried to use her mana, although her throat was as cold as ice, she still tried to explore without changing her face - sure enough, there was a familiar aura coming from the girl's sleeve, and it was Jianmu.

The ancient building wood is the ladder of Fuxi to the sky, and then destroyed in the heavenly fire, leaving three branches, one was destroyed in the fairy and demon melee three thousand years ago, one was lost in the East China Sea, and one was buried under the high mountain. Jianmu contains the aura of heaven and earth, gathering yin and yang, both good and evil, mortals will even explode and die when they come into contact, not to mention poking this piece of Jianmu into the heart. But what kind of physique is Sakura, and why can she hold Jianmu......? The woman in red narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the person carefully, and secretly denied her guess in her heart.

If she was really like herself, with Jianmu fused into her bones and blood, then she couldn't just cultivate this point, this bit of mana. What's more, Jianmu's aura is strong, and her thin body can't be suppressed at all, and she will die of breaking her veins. If she could only come into contact for a short time, it was possible that the ancestor had absorbed the Jianmu aura, melted into the bloodline, and passed it down from generation to generation, although the aura was getting weaker and weaker, but she happened to be the outlier with a strong bloodline.

The booklet records that Penglai Golden Lotus is a monster that contains the aura of heaven, earth and sea, and it can be said that it originates from the essence of heaven and earth with Jianmu...... The blood is not pure, and the natural number is rampant, which is peaceful for a while, and there will be an outbreak of the day. Thinking of this, Jun Luo looked at Wu Yong, the burden on his body didn't have to be less than what she was carrying in her heart.

"Father, there is no mediocre owner. The purple-robed woman suddenly spoke, her eyes seemed to have a flash of humiliation, she bowed deeply to her father, and said, "Sakura has something to say, can you ask your father to drop off the attendants and listen to Sakura's words?"

"What are you going to do......" Genji Hiiragi hated that iron could not be made of steel before he could sigh when he was interrupted by Sakura's mouth: "Sakura was forced!"

There was a layer of mist floating in those black eyes, like the sea fog on the sea in the middle of the night, and a drop of tears fell on the blood-stained placket of her clothes, and also fell on Sakura's scarred heart.

Sakura is forced......

Why don't you listen to me a word since my mother ruled herself?

I'm your daughter too!

The woman looked at her vague father through tears and smiled sadly: "Didn't you always suspect that I had a connection with the Fujita family, I tell you now, there is." ”

"I was forced to be cheap for three years by Takeshi Fujita. ”