"Daddy, don't say that." Yuan Zhisheng hurriedly retorted: "Your body is still fine, the Eight Snake Families need your leadership." ”

He was not one of those power-hungry princes in ancient times, and he never wanted to inherit the Eight Snake Families, and he didn't want to take on this burden.

His dream is actually very simple, go to France to find a friend, go to the naturist beach to sell sunscreen together in the summer, close the store in the winter, and receive government relief.

It's just that I've been involved in something called responsibility, like the last giant tortoise on Napinta Island, and I can't get rid of it.

Tachibana Masamune barely pulled out a smile of relief,

"Childish, go down first, I want to stay alone for a while."

Yuan Zhisheng was a little worried and was silent for a while.

"Take care, Daddy."

He retreated with the rest of the Snake Eight family.

Only Masamune Tachibana was left in the hall.

There was silence for a moment.

"Damn it!"

A deep and solemn voice sounded, and Tachibana Masamune lifted the mask of hypocrisy, revealing a completely different and gloomy face from before.

If the people of the Eight Families of Snake Qi had seen their beloved Lord of the Lord, who did not show himself in front of others, I don't know what they would think.

Tachibana Masamune had to admit that he regretted it, the level of protection against Eri was still not high enough, and he should have broken her limbs and raised her in the basement as a thoughtless dragon blood vessel.

"Don't let me find you."

His complexion was completely distorted, and his eyes were full of malice, like a demon crawling up from the ground.

"I have to ...... Ahem. ”

"Ahem! Cough! Ahem, ahem!

！ ”

A cold wind poured into his nose and mouth while he opened his mouth, and the biting chill spread above his throat, and it seemed to be frosty, and he only felt himself choked by the cold wind, and let out a violent coughing sound, so loud that it almost wanted to cough out his intestines.

"Everybody, Lord." Several guards guarding the outside were startled by the loud coughing sound and hurriedly rushed in.

"No, cough cough, I'm fine, get out!"

After a long pause, Tachibana Masamune calmed down and scolded the guards to retreat again.

Whoa!

At this moment, the gorgeous chandelier overhead let out a mournful roar, as if it had reached the end of its life, and suddenly slipped down and smashed straight towards Tachibana Masamune's head.

Tachibana Masamune, who had just finished coughing and was weak, couldn't react, his eyes widened, and he barely avoided his head to avoid being opened.

Peng!

The sound of the collision sounded, his body was hit by the heavy chandelier, the floor was creaking and wailing, and a burst of blood in his chest and abdomen surged out, causing blood to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

The sound alarmed the people outside again.

"Lord, lord, are you alright?"

Tachibana Masamune clenched his fists and secretly scolded these guards for not having the eyesight to see, Lao Tzu is like this, does it look like it's okay?

I'll change them tomorrow.

Several guards were furious by Tachibana Masamune's cold eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward, some went to remove the chandelier that was pressing on the body of the lord Jin Gui, and another person went to help the lord.

One of the guards was about to exert force upwards with a foot holding the chandelier, when suddenly his foot slipped and fell down uncontrollably.

His face was full of horror, his hands waved wildly, and his head smashed uncontrollably towards the crotch of Tachibana Masamune.

Bang!

strong and weak collision,

Chickens fly and eggs are beaten.

Tachibana Masamune's eyes were bloodshot, and his facial features were all crowded together at this moment.

Even if he is old and useless, there is still a weakness there!

It's a critical hit!

The guard was about to stand up, but the other side of the chandelier was carried by two guards, and this time the force was uneven, and pressed towards him again, pressing his head back again.

"Hmm!

！ ”

Tachibana Masamune was speechless in pain.

That wasn't the end of it, when the arc of electricity from the chandelier shattered and exploded slid onto Tachibana Masamune's kimono, causing sparks and then bursting into flames.

Soon, the aroma of grilled sausages was accompanied by a sharp, piercing cry of pain.

"Lord, Lord!"

Tachibana Masamune's ears were filled with the frightened voices of the guards and the constant slapping of the fire.

The flames just burned in the sore spot where he had just been seriously injured, and he really couldn't tell how bitter he was when he was slapped by those guards.

Katsa!

At this moment, the friction of the wooden planks sounded, and the house, which had not collapsed after a hundred years of wind and frost, suddenly became fragile, and after the rumbling sound.

In the mouths of several guards, the wooden building was crooked, and it looked like it was about to press towards Tachibana Masamune and several of the guards.

Tachibana Masamune's eyes almost bulged out, his hands on the ground trying to escape from here, and several guards were even more eager to leave with the master.

But perhaps because he was too anxious, several guards slipped one after another, and hit Kiku Masamune's body head-on, which made Ju Masamune, who was extremely painful, even more unable to move, and could only look at the roof with anger and horror.

Peng, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and the surroundings calmed down a little.

"Damn it!"

I saw a hand full of wounds sticking out from a pile of wooden blocks, and Tachibana Masamune laboriously pulled open the wooden blocks that were pressed on his body and poked his head out.

He is a half-breed after all, and his vitality is far stronger than that of ordinary people, even if he suffers heavy losses one after another, he still survives.

But he still feels extremely aggrieved, what's wrong today, his luck is so bad.

Wow!

"Mom, look, there's a shooting star!" A child who was walking in a square park in Tokyo suddenly pointed to the sky excitedly.

I saw a meteor slipping from the sky, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky.

"Baby, make a wish, meteors represent good luck." Said the mother who was holding the child's hand next to her.

Many people also made wishes one after another when they saw this meteor.

Only Tachibana Masamune, who was sitting on the ruins, gradually turned frightened as he thought of the bad luck before.

No way!

Not really!

His body trembled, and his expression was terrified.

Unsurprisingly, the meteor smashed straight at him, and the huge air flow made his face flutter.

"!"

He burst out the last foul sentence of his life.

A huge tremor was heard, and a slight tremor was felt throughout Tokyo.

In its place, only a huge crater and a meteorite the size of a head remained.

There is also an old head for some reason, but it actually escaped by luck, and rolled into the pit like a blind eye, and I don't know if it was lucky or not, there are finally no bones left.

……

"Hey, Tachibana Masamune is actually dead?"

Shang An felt that there had been a slight change in the "script" he expected.

With a slight movement of his mind, he knew the cause and effect.

It turned out that Tachibana Masamune had evil thoughts about Eri, so it led to being haunted by bad luck, and the middle way collapsed before the business was halfway.

Long ago, Eri Yi was the same as Su Xiaoqiao, he was set up as the daughter of destiny, the strength of luck is unique, and the protagonist's aura is even more like a hanging, anyone who is against them, and even as long as he has evil thoughts about them, he will become doomed, hated and hated, showing a real version of death.

This Tachibana Masamune died unjustly, at least he was not choked to death by the air, and he was able to die under a meteorite, but it was also a surprising death, and he could be written into "The Most Incredible One Hundred and One Things in the World" in the future, which can be regarded as a glorious ancestor.

However, Tachibana Masamune originally seemed to be German, so I don't know if there is such a thing as a glorious ancestor.

"Forget it, just draw your soul and light the lamp."

With a wave of his hand, Shang An crossed the space, and as soon as he grabbed the void, he grabbed a distorted soul that still had a confused color.

Tachibana Masamune, who had just left his body, gradually woke up from his confusion, and then found that he was actually restrained by a giant hand like the sky, unable to move.

In his terrified expression, the giant hand directly thrust it into a dusk blazing "sun", and endless fire enveloped his soul.

Sad!

The lights in the library suddenly became a little brighter.

At this moment it reached an extremely comfortable level.

Shang An was also quite satisfied when he saw this.

Since Erika is already his person, he naturally wants to avenge it.

Originally, he planned to let this Herzog go away with the plot he had set, be tortured to death and then waste it, and his soul was used to light the lamp.

I didn't expect to die a little sloppy now, so I had to accept his soul in advance, but fortunately, it had little impact on the "plot".

"Ahh

"Hot! Who's going to save me! Childish! ”

"Ahh

！ ”

"Where the hell is this, let me out!"

"Let me out!

”

There was a scream like a terrible ghost from inside the lamp, and the owner of the voice seemed to be suffering from the severe pain of being burned by ten thousand fires, and it was so permeable that if it was heard by people outside, it was afraid that it would think that some criminal activity or cult ritual was going on inside.

Although these lamps in the Shang'an Library look like ordinary electric lamps, they are actually a kind of soul lamps that burn souls, which will appear relatively dim under normal circumstances, but when they are injected into a soul full of sin, they get good fuel and brighten up in an instant.

It's not as bright as the incandescent lights in other bookstores, but now that Nono is back, I'm afraid I won't talk about the dim lighting.

And although this kind of lamp will make the soul that is used as fuel very painful, the actual damage is only scraping, and it can even transform the aura to repair the soul, scraping one layer to make another, it is estimated that this Herzog will not be a problem to burn in it for thousands of years.

The screams in the lamp never stopped for a moment, and became more and more poignant.

Shang An frowned slightly,

"It's a bit noisy."

As his words fell, the sound in the lamp became smaller and softer, and finally disappeared completely, completely isolated inside, and could not make a sound.

"It's much better now."

Shang An's brows furrowed, and he opened the "Script" in his hand with a happy expression, and began to adjust the plot and enrich the details with light pen and ink.

……

Tokyo, formerly the headquarters of the Eight Houses of Snakes.

Above the ruins of the current meteor crater.

The five heads of the family, including Yuan Zhisheng, all looked gloomy and ugly, looking at the pit in front of them and the old head in it.

"Daddy!"

Yuan Zhisheng's voice was inexplicably sad, and he only felt that his heart was twitching.

"How could it be ......?"

Suddenly, his fists clenched.

"Could this be the effect of words?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes.

Some of the highest-ranking rhetoric could not have achieved this effect without tasting it, just like the Tunguska explosion caused by "Laiyin" in the first place.

If it was a murder, then no matter what, he would find the killer and take revenge, even if that murderer was a dragon king!

"Director."

A man in a black suit with a pile of seemingly sophisticated instruments stood up and shook his head.

"After testing, there is no obvious flow of elements in this crater, and this meteorite is only a natural meteorite, all this ...... Maybe it's really providence. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Zhisheng's eyes that seemed to kill people, and his body was agitated, and the members of the Executive Board were not in awe of this decisive Director of the Executive Bureau.

He immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly defended:

"No, no, no, it's not providence, I mean it was just an accident."

Saying that this is the will of heaven, doesn't it mean that God can't stand it anymore and wants everyone to die, this kind of thing is not interesting.

Yuan Zhisheng's face was sad, and he stepped forward to hold the hideous head, his eyes wet red.

This man, who had always been regarded as his father and teacher, died today, and there was no body.

still died of a natural disaster in a joke, and he didn't even know who to turn for revenge.

Is......

Yuan Zhisheng's nasal cavity was sour, and tears couldn't stop falling from his cold face.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

He always remembered that his father said that he was the future head of the Snake Eight Family, the future "emperor" of Japan, and that he had to shoulder the responsibility of being the "emperor", so he never cried again, even when he killed his younger brother with his own hands.

He shook his hands and stroked Masamune Tachibana's face, trying to close his bulging eyes for him.

As soon as his hand was attached, he keenly sensed that something was wrong.

As the director of the Executive Bureau, in the face of all kinds of "ghosts", this vigilance has long been engraved into his instinct, and he has not forgotten this instinct even in such a sad moment.

This unnatural touch is the feeling of plastic surgery!

！

The great shock made him forget his respect for Tachibana Masamune for a moment and groped around his skull.

Followed by

Yuan Zhisheng's Tong Kong shrunk, there were many "ghosts" who tried to change their identities and escape the pursuit through plastic surgery, but in the end they were all killed by him one by one, so he was naturally very familiar with this.

This feeling, although the technique is very skillful, can not be wrong.

But Daddy, how could it be!

His expression was uncertain.

Seeing this, several other family heads were a little puzzled, why did Yuan Zhisheng hold everyone's head and touch it, could it be that he was too sad to affect his mind?

This can't be done, Tachibana Masamune is dead, and Zhisheng is the future master of everyone, if this is crazy, how can they go to find a second emperor.

"Childish." The Wind Demon Master shouted.

Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng finally stopped his movements, and walked in front of the executive board member without saying a word, his expression became even colder.

His lips trembled, he couldn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

In the end, it was reason that overwhelmed those complicated emotions, and a heavy and hoarse voice sounded:

"Everyone, there is a problem, take this head down and test it carefully!"

When he said this, his heart was dripping blood, and his whole person was almost broken.

But he held on.

He has never been stupid, otherwise he would not have been able to make so many "ghosts" frightened, but in the past he believed too much in this person who brought him from darkness to light, but that doesn't mean he can't think.

As the head of the Eight Snake Qi families, why did Daddy have plastic surgery, what was his true face, and why Daddy never told them about it, these doubts he couldn't ignore.

The member of the Executive Board was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to refute Yuan Zhisheng's order, reached out and took the head that weighed as much as a thousand pounds, and responded:

"Yes!"

"Childish, what are you?"

The head of the Sakurai family asked a little puzzled, he couldn't understand Gen Zhisheng's operation.

"Let's wait for the test results to come out."

Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes, and before he closed his eyes, he could vaguely see the color of pain flashing.