Shinjuku Ward, Takamagahara.

This luxury cowherd shop, which is on the verge of closure, has been brought back to life with the help of some mysterious patrons, continuing the miracle of prosperity, and the humpback whale still sticks to the man's flower arrangement.

Tonight's Takamagahara, unexpectedly very peaceful. The interior of the store has also changed from a luxurious baroque style to a three-point elegance.

Less than half of the customers sat down, mostly wiping away their sad tears, and the incense of red and white roses replaced the smell of alcohol that usually lingered in the store. It's all for the man.

The lights go out.

Singing from behind the tall pillars and across the dance floor and corridors is like a dream, revealing unexplained thoughts.

Soft mixed light casts from the dome and illuminates the center of the stage, where white marble columns tied with red silk resemble a pure land out of the world.

A plain man, with his hair tied in a high bun, stepped out from behind the white pillars. He wields a cherry-red scabbard and wears a moon-white mask. The mask is simply outlined with an ink pen, like a fox or a god.

The plain samurai moved to the left, and behind the stone pillars a crimson corner of his coat was revealed. The smiling shrine maiden stretched out her white porcelain-like arms and walked towards the right side of the stage with light steps.

Samurai and shrine maidens look at each other from a distance through a pure white stone pillar. They walked around the stone pillars, as if they were about to leave, confused and hesitant.

They are as light as two butterflies, sometimes as hard as iron, sometimes gentle as water, as if dancing in a dream.

Circling the pillar three times, the samurai and the shrine maiden stopped at the same time and looked at each other in front of the white pillar.

The sword was unsheathed, and the long knife with a cold blade was thrown out of the samurai's hand, and was taken by the red-clothed shrine maiden.

The plain clothes and shrine maiden costumes shattered in the cold light like cicada wings, revealing the inner hem hidden beneath them, and the red and white colors were reversed.

The shrine maiden untied her bun, her long hair was scattered, and her body changed from feminine to rigid in an instant.

The samurai took off his white mask, revealing a face that concealed three points of danger in his beauty.

"Let's welcome, Shinjuku City's eternal Cowherd Emperor, Ruri Kazama!"

The humpback whale shouted hoarsely, and a large bald head reflected the brilliant light.

The invited guests in the audience were in tears. This is Ruri Kazama's last performance in Takamagahara, and he is about to say goodbye to his territory.

Various lights illuminate the entire Takamagahara, brighter than ever.

Ruri Kazama took Sakurai's little arm, and the two of them strolled through the promenade of Takamagahara to the "group of relatives and friends" sitting in the center.

Luo Yin felt very relieved that this recovered mentally ill person could still remember inviting his entire physician to his curtain call and engagement ceremony.

Behind him, the long hair was full of rich women who had spent a lot of money for Ruri Kazama, crying very loudly, and looking at Sakurai Twilight with a very dangerous look.

And what cried even worse than them was the sentimental humpback whale, as well as the tearful ramen chef.

With Ruri Kazama's serious condition, he actually became the earliest current player among the three siblings of the Yuan family, even earlier than him, a normal person, Boss Luo expressed dissatisfaction.

Kazama and Twilight have no plans to have a big wedding, so this engagement ceremony is the only formal ceremony.

In fact, after this S-level became obsessed with the entertainment industry, he rarely participated in his old profession anymore, especially after the marriage proposal. At most, he occasionally appears in the late night show up and gives away some fan merch.

This curtain call is an official farewell, and "Ruri Kazama" will become an eternal legend in the Shinjuku City cowherd world, and it will continue to be circulated and adapted by word of mouth among future generations.

"How's the trip?"

"Not bad. Although there were many assassinations. ”

"Oh?"

Luo Yin picked up the wine and clinked glasses with Ruri Kazama.

"There's for me, and there's for Twilight. We are all people who have done evil. ”

"yes."

Even if the evil they did was because of the inducement of the king's generals, they finally stepped into the forbidden door.

Evil is a seed that takes root in everyone's heart, and the king waters such evil spirits with blood. Even though the flower of sin has withered, its sharp thorns have hurt many.

"We gave up all the opportunities to perform and went to see a lot of scenery. Twilight accompanied me back to Katori Town, and I accompanied her back to Sakurai's house. ”

"It's not easy."

"yes, that's where Ruri Kazama killed for the first time. I passed by the gates of those people, but I didn't have the courage to walk in. I can't get back their lost daughter. ”

Luo Yin just listened silently, accompanied by the soothing music of the high heavens.

"The people of the town repaired the burned Shikatori Shrine, and there was a young shrine maiden in the shrine. They tied red silk to broken, charred mahogany, and only a few people now know what those ribbons represent.

Several families have moved out and are missing, and the dilapidated old houses are uninhabited. ”

"Is that town your dream tapir?"

"Not quite."

Ruri Kazama chuckled.

"My adoptive father, who used to beat me and my brother all the time, finally quit drinking. I found the secret base I used to build with my brother in the mountains, which was actually a very small cave, and it was still tidal. ”

Luo Yin could feel Kazama's complicated thoughts. Establishing a relationship with Sakurai Twilight is an opportunity for him, an opportunity to really look back on the past. But it was extremely difficult for him.

"What do you plan for the future?"

"I'm stepping down as the leader of the ghost team."

Kazama paused for a long time.

"Some things have to be done with your own hands."

"Hey, without your help, how can I deal with your brother."

"No kidding. That idiot can't win you, and the Eight Snake Families have already been infiltrated by you. ”

Luo Yin laughed and was noncommittal.

"What about Black Swan Harbor?"

"I read the information you sent. The conspiracy of the king general is only a fragment of a grand plan.

Black Swan Harbor ...... That mysterious base probably holds all the secrets of our origins.

But I don't want to dig anymore. ”

"That's right."

"I'm also curious about my origins, and I want to find out who is behind the scenes. But there's more to do than I want to do. ”

Ruri Kazama takes a deep breath. Sometimes, giving up requires a stronger determination.

"I see, you gave away all your pay."

"We want to compensate those victims as much as possible. Fierce ghosts, evolution medicine, Bliss Hall...... We have hurt a lot of people, directly or indirectly. ”

"It's going to be a long and tough road."

"But we're at least alive and enjoying a freedom that shouldn't be ours."

A beast without conscience can trample on life at will, but a sober person will take guilt as self-salvation.

Luo Yin understands that Kazama's invitation to participate in this engagement ceremony is actually to say goodbye to himself on some level.

He will withdraw from the war for the throne in search of secrets, and will no longer dwell on the Black Swan Harbor or other dark secrets.

"I respect your choice. All the best. ”

"Thank you."

Ruri Kazama's voice was soft. This seemed to be the first time Luo Yin had heard these two ordinary words from the mouth of a mentally ill person.

After today, there is one less thug in the world who flows the blood of the emperor, and one more famous actor who chooses the road to redemption.

"Hurry up and get down to business. I see that the guests are waiting for them. ”

Kazama understood and gestured to the humpback whale, and the rousing heavy metal music sounded in Takamagahara.

Large-denomination bills poured onto the dance floor like a torrential rain, and Ruri Kazama jumped onto the platform. He was as sharp as a katana made of jade steel, and exuded the elegance of white chrysanthemum.

"Ruri Kazama! Ruri Kazama! ......”

Humpback whales shook their strong arms and roared the names of the legends of the Cowherd world.

He thought of the man's ikebana. If you use a flower to describe this man, what kind of rare flowers should you use......

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Luo Yin yawned and drank sake boredly.

Ever since devouring Li Wuyue's keel, he had once again gained this long-lost human phenomenon and dozed off.

This drowsiness is unstoppable, and no amount of concentrated stimulant drugs can fight it. Although it didn't affect his strength much, it really made Luo Yin experience how pitiful the Black King was.

After hours of revelry, the show is nearing its end. Guests pack their belongings and get ready to go home together, or rush to the next venue. After all, it's a city that never sleeps, and Shinjuku is always the one that's the most exciting.

Luo Yin suddenly heard a warm cheer, as if someone had injected a dose of stimulant into Gao Tianyuan, which ignited the entire field again.

He turned his head and saw a young man in a black suit stepping onto the stage.

"Let's welcome this unsung rookie! He's going to put on a show for tonight! ”

[Chen Jiu

Pedigree: A+

Attribute: Wind

Spirit: Vampire Scythe

Psychic Effect: Omitted

Alchemy Item: Vampiric Scythe (Level 6 Alchemy Item)】

Assassin?

Luo Yin was a little surprised, this person was armed with words and spirits. The system-determined Spirit Weapon is an alchemy item dedicated to cooperating, amplifying a specific or the same sequence of Spirit Spirits.

He had always thought that he was the only one who could create a large number of spiritual weapons, and maybe the Night's Watch could do the same.

Because this requires the alchemist to have a fairly sufficient understanding of the dragon structure of the spirit of speech, and it is very difficult for most alchemists to understand the structure of their own spirit of speech.

Chen Jiu combed his short black hair meticulously, but if you look closely, you can find that his hair color is not pure black, but extremely deep dark red.

This kind of hair color is really rare, which reminds Luo Yin of Nuo Nuo and Eri Yi. It's just that their hair color isn't as dark as it gets.

Chen Jiu's handsomeness left a deep first impression on Luo Yin, and this level of appearance can be called outstanding even among half-breeds. But what makes Luo Yin even more difficult to ignore is his "cleanness".

He has a trait that is difficult to describe, different from ordinary people. It's not as complicated as ordinary people, with complicated traces, and it's as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

No, it's better to describe it as clean as a piece of iron. His aura is not like that of an ordinary person, but more like a tool.

Luo Yin frowned, observing Chen Jiu's movements. He wasn't worried, many of the people present here were more dangerous than Chen Jiu.

He took out a piece of copper and held it in the palm of his hand to show it around.

Magic props? Is he really here to put on a show?

The moment the vampire scythe realm was generated, dozens of pairs of golden pupils lit up in Takamahara at the same time, brighter than the top light in the store.

Luo Yin had seen Caesar use a vampire scythe, and several high-level hybrids had used the effect of this spirit. Chen Jiu showed something completely different from them.

The radius of his domain was only thirty centimeters, and Luo Yin could even count the number of vampire sickles. Sixty-four.

The Vampire Scythe is an extremely violent spirit of speech, no less aggressive than some high-risk spirits, but extremely difficult to operate.

Most users can only manipulate the bloodthirsty scythe hordes to unleash a chaotic offensive and cut randomly. The only exception Luo Yin saw was Li Wuyue.

The Wind King can freely manipulate thousands of Vampire Scythes, transforming them into more than a dozen different spirit forms, and the error of his attack is less than half a centimeter.

Chen Jiu's accuracy in the operation of the vampire sickle has also reached this level, and may even beyond. Although he only manipulates a few dozen vampire scythes.

The square copper block is split and shaped by repeated cuts of the vampire sickle, divided into just the right slices, and then polished and bent a second time.

The frequency of the scythe cutting is so high that if you don't look closely, it looks like he blows on a block of copper, and a whole piece of untreated metal turns into three 32-petal metal roses.

Chen Jiu threw three roses off the stage, metal flowers so light that they could fly in the air.

Is it a magic trick performed with words? At the heart of magic is deception and illusion, and real "magic" is not magic.

Luo Yin felt a sense of disobedience. This person was just immersed in the process of carving metal with a vampire sickle, and he couldn't see any of the emotions that should have appeared in Chen Jiu's eyes.

Excitement, satisfaction, nervousness, all non-existent. He's like a delicate puppet that unleashes the spirit of speech.

As for the Spirit Weapon, it should be the black and cyan metal ring he wears on his ten fingers, and the rest may be worn close to his body.

The alchemist who refined this set of words and spirits is quite familiar with the Vampire Scythe, and has also done a good job of circuit splitting and miniaturization. It seems that I have met a peer.

Metal roses flew off the stage, causing the guests to cheer one after another.

They didn't come here to watch the magic, but it was worth the ticket price to see such a masterful and incredible performance.

Chen Jiu pinched the last piece of metal, manipulated the vampire sickle to carve characters on the thin sheet, trimmed it into the style of a letter raft, and floated towards Luo Yin in the breeze.

There was a coordinate and date on it, a month later, and Luo Yin estimated that it was the open sea. Chen Jiu turned out to be the messenger, and his arrival was just to send an invitation letter for himself.

As for the purpose of the invitation, he has already fully demonstrated it in the performance just now. Extremely high bloodline, armed with words and spirits, and sophisticated ability to manipulate words and spirits.

The signature of the metal letter is "Chen Jun".

Luo Yin didn't know this person, but he had heard his name and heard it by chance. Chen Motong's mysterious father, the helmsman of the Chen family.

"Sorry to let this kind of person disturb your engagement."

Luo Yin whispered to Ruri Kazama.

"I don't accept this boring trick."

Luo Yin flew the invitation back into Chen Jiu's hands.

"Sorry to bother you. I hope Mr. Luo will accept the invitation. ”

Chen Jiu walked up to Luo Yin and handed over the invitation again.

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