"Huh."

Yamaoka Mannosuke let out a sneer, he has a treacherous personality, and he always lowers his profile towards the strong people who are not easy to mess with.

Compared to those who are weaker than him, he has always been extremely cruel, as if he wants to regain the dignity lost in the strong.

It was not yet time for the sacrifice, and he was not in a hurry to get down to business, and had free time to deal with the two prey that had fallen into the net.

It's just a pity for that man.

In other words, when he encounters this kind of person who is good at tracking, he will still choose to make friends.

In this situation, there is only a ruthless hand, and Yamaoka Mannosuke's eyes flashed with a murderous gaze.

Seeing that the relationship between the two is very close, leaving the man to torture slowly, and then forcing the little girl...... Hey.

He grinned.

For a parched body, nothing moisturizes the skin of a young girl like that.

A large number of black gold Gu pounced on Baishi with the thought that arose, aiming to gnaw at his limbs.

"Self-immolation." Shiraishi was not verbose either, and ended the battle in one sentence.

Whirring, the black mist-like Gu worms suddenly turned red, burning one by one, like maple leaves falling on the street.

"Poof," Mannosuke Yamaoka spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.

Looking at the corpses of Gu worms all over the ground, his mind was a little confused, it seemed that he had just entered the World Cup finals, and he was notified that he had lost without playing.

Immediately, he reacted and shouted loudly, "Wait! ”

As soon as the heart ghost got out of trouble, it immediately turned into a beam of flame and pierced his chest, and then spread outward all over his body.

"Ahh Yamaoka Mannosuke let out a terrible wail, and then he stopped moving, and the blood evaporated all over his body, and his heart wandered around, and pounced on the bound evil spirit.

Zizi, the evil spirit lowered its head, did not say a word, and disappeared without a trace under the burning of the flames.

The ghost returned to the wick, and the firelight flickered, illuminating her delicate face, flickering and dimming.

Shiraishi didn't leave her shoulder, and said softly, "Okay, it's over." ”

As he spoke, the symbols drawn on the walls and on the road disappeared, and the air was no longer cold.

Jun Komori came back to his senses and nodded, "Hmm." ”

……

At 9:01 p.m., for Jun Komori, this point in time is late at night.

She changed into a light pajamas, got into the cold quilt, closed her eyes, and remembered that sentence again.

"Tsk, you are so lucky to be able to see God twice in your life."

Jun Komori doesn't think he's a lucky person, but he has to admit that the other party is right.

If a person can see the god of spring once, it is already the probability of winning the jackpot, how to meet it a second time?

Thinking of that question, Jun Komori became distraught, turned sideways, and saw the ghost lodged in the wick.

A thought arose in her mind, and she sent the demon out of the wick and out through the crack in the window, all the way up the dim night sky.

The heart ghost is equivalent to a part of her body, allowing her to hear the sound of hunting wind generated at high speed, rushing to a certain height, and the air becomes solemn.

She didn't force the ghost to continue up, and if it left the effective control range, the ghost would collapse, affecting her safety.

She remained at this height, gazing through her mind at the landscape below, the lost stars in the sky being moved to the earth by humans and adorning thousands of homes.

The night view of Tokyo made her irritability lessen slightly, and she saw a flash of fire rise below.

When she looked closely, she found that it was another ghost, and her facial features were very clear, like a miniature version of Baishi.

"Shiraishi-kun?" There is no need to speak, and the mind and ghost can communicate with their minds.

"I'm aware of the fluctuation of my thoughts and I'm worried about what is going on with you."

"I'm sorry, I'll go back right away." Jun Komori was like a student who wanted to go online over the wall and was caught by the head teacher, and he was so confused that he couldn't maintain his shape anymore, and rushed down.

Shiraishi's heart ghost turned into a huge fire net, "Okay, I'm not blaming you for not sleeping. ”

"Don't keep anything you have to worry about, you can talk to me at any time, this is also the responsibility of the Lord."

"Shiraishi-kun, I'm fine, I just want to breathe." Jun Komori contracted his heart and did not choose to continue to rush.

She was still self-aware and wanted to wait for the fire net to get out of the way.

Shiraishi covered it very domineeringly, "Don't say it, don't let me go, tell me, are you worried about the Spring God Sect?" ”

"......" Jun Komori was silent for a moment and sighed, "Well, I don't know how to find the god of spring in the future." ”

"You're thinking too far."

Shiraishi shrunk the flames back into his form, "Now you just need to do what you can, little by little."

With your cultivation progress, you will get an answer sooner or later. ”

"Until then, keep getting stronger."

Shiraishi habitually rubbed her head, and a picture of a memory flowed in.

……

It was a sunny afternoon, with cicadas chirping in the trees and Caesar lying in the shadows of the living room.

The black girl held the cold milk tea in her right hand and took a big gulp.

"Xiaokui, you really have to decide?"

The picture suddenly stopped, and Shiraishi's hand had already left Jun's heart of Komori, and asked, "You didn't see the strange picture, did you?" ”

He was used to it just now, forgetting that the two of them were in a state of ghosts, and as soon as they came into contact, if their minds did not converge, it was easy to expose what they were thinking in each other's hearts.

"No, why did Shiraishi-kun ask that?"

Shiraishi said tentatively, "You really can't lie. ”

"I'm sorry, I saw Shiraishi-kun's memory."

Jun Komori was young in the end, and the speed of light admitted that she was lying, and asked curiously: "Shiraishi-kun, what do you ask your sister to decide?" ”

“… I tried to take back the hands, feet, and eyes that the god of spring had taken away for her, but she refused, saying that it was too dangerous for me to venture alone. ”

Shiraishi replied half-truthfully.

He didn't choose to help at first, largely because he wanted to motivate Jun Komori and give him the motivation to continue cultivating.

Secondly, I am not familiar with Aoi Komori.

At that time, he just regarded Aoi Komori as Jun Komori's sister.

Some time after the early summer festival, the relationship became ripe, and he changed his mind and planned to end the girl's suffering, but was rejected by the other party.

The reason is not that Shiraishi said it is dangerous, but that Aoi Komori loves his sister.

She understands that that matter is a pimple in her sister's heart, and she can only solve the guilt that has accumulated in her heart by her own hands.

Even if she is in the dark, Aoi Komori still wants to protect her sister's heart.

Shiraishi respects her choice and promises not to mention it again.

"Shiraishi-kun... Can you really defeat the god of spring? Komori's pure burgundy eyes were a little expectant.

Bai Shi lied to the circle, so he could only lie again, "I don't have a good grasp, if you enter the eighth realm, my grasp can increase a few points." ”

"Then let's wait for me to reach the ninth realm." Komori replied softly, deciding that he didn't want that.

Bai Shijun is right, her strength is not enough, she wants to break her head now, but she can't think of answering, so she still aims for the ninth realm and continues to work hard.