After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

"!!!"

It was still the eight words without any waves, but it was extremely terrifying to the ears of everyone in the Fujiyama family.

Comparing the three thousand onmyojis of the Fujiyama family to a spark of fire, only Tamashi can say it and have the strength to do it.

Who is this man? !

The evolutionary and the onmyoji have always been in harmony with each other, and they will not conflict.

When did such an S-rank evolutionary come out of the evolutionary world?

He rushed into their Fujiyama house without any explanation, isn't he really afraid of being judged by the evolutionary alliance? !

Countless questions kept circling in the Great Elder's mind, but he couldn't ask any of them. His eyes were tearing apart: "Fourth brother!"

This man actually dared to fight in front of them!

Yu Xiheng raised her hand again, this time it was the Fifth Elder who was caught.

He asked again, with a cool tone: "Where is she?"

"..."

Silence, deathly silence.

At this moment, the several Onmyojis gathered under the order of Patriarch Fujiyama were extremely terrified.

There are indeed more than 3,000 Onmyojis in the Fujiyama family, but 70% of them are below the fourth rank.

These onmyojis may have made achievements in horoscopes, faces, and Fengshui, but they basically have no combat power, and even because they have practiced the power of Yin-Yang and Five Elements all year round, their physique will be weaker than ordinary people.

Onmyojis are not good at melee combat, so naturally they cannot compare with evolutionaries who take the direction of fighting.

Two more elders died, both of them were Yin-Yang Celestial Masters. The loss of the Fujiyama family was too heavy.

But looking at Yu Xiheng, he saw that there was no fluctuation, as if nothing could touch him.

Still water running deep is the real horror.

Patriarch Fujiyama's legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", his body began to tremble.

"Plop, plop—"

There was another kneeling sound, and everyone in the Fujiyama family was shrouded in fear and could hardly breathe.

The second elder also knelt down and kept kowtowing his head: "My lord! My lord, she is really not at Fujiyama's house anymore. She has already left. I swear to God, I never lied. Terrible!"

Patriarch Fujiyama also tremblingly said: "My lord, she was taken away by Yuanmingchi! This Yuanmingchi was born on the top of the cloud, we are not opponents at all, and we don't know where she was taken by Yuanmingchi."

He also had an idea of ​​disaster in his heart.

If Yuan Mingchi confronts this mysterious man, both will suffer if they are not dead.

And sure enough, after Patriarch Fujiyama finished saying this, a greater sense of oppression came.

Some weak onmyojis were forced to fall to the ground.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Three thousand mortals are like a dream, tossing and turning for another spring, only a shadow alone..."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the calm atmosphere, making everyone stunned, followed by tingling and creeping hairs.

Who has the guts to call at this time?

But Patriarch Fujiyama and several elders discovered that this man who was so handsome that he turned all sentient beings upside down suddenly suppressed the terrifying aura around him.

Yu Xiheng glanced at the terrified Fujiyama family members, paused with his fingers before picking up the phone.

"Brother Jiu, have you gone to Fujiyama's house? I'm out, I just finished calling Shen Ying, wait for me, I'll go find you."

familiar voice.

Breathing was not disturbed either.

Yu Xiheng closed her eyes and let out a slow breath.

He only knew that she was in the same situation as him, but he didn't know what happened to her, which caused her strength to decline.

The incident happened suddenly, but he was not by her side, so he couldn't bear it even if it happened.

fine.

"Okay." He smiled lightly, "I'll wait for you to pick me up."

"There is a well in the back street of their house." Si Fuqing was running, "Wait for me there, I'll come right away."

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng moved her eyelashes slightly and said, "See you later."

At the end of the call, the oppressive atmosphere finally faded away.

The man turned around, blood was still dripping down his white fingertips, but he just left like that without noticing it.

Everyone in the Fujiyama family couldn't recover at all, their nerves were burning hot, and their hearts were twitching.

Yuanmingchi struck ruthlessly, but not many people were killed.

And this man they have never seen before is the real God of Killing!

He is obviously a noble and elegant man, yet he is so terrifying when he moves his hands.

Tonight, the Fujiyama family suffered two bloodbaths, and the high-level combat power was almost wiped out.

The Great Elder suddenly regretted agreeing to Fujiyama Shizuya's plan, and imprisoned Si Fuqing in Fujiyama's house, using her luck to continuously nourish the whole family.

The attractiveness of the daughter of luck is indeed strong enough, not to mention a source of bright pool, but also an S-level evolutionary.

I don't know who made the previous call, which saved their lives at a critical moment.

Patriarch Fujiyama raised his head tremblingly, half crying and half laughing: "Grand Elder, what about us, what shall we do?"

With so many high-level combat forces dead, let alone the Fujiyama family rushing into Liberty Island, it is even a question of whether they can still be ranked among the four major yin and yang families in Dongsang!

The Fujiyama family has been used to being domineering and domineering in recent years, and has made many enemies, but because of their strength, these people dare not be angry or speak out.

If they knew that the Fujiyama family had fallen into such a situation, how could they not take the opportunity to step on it?

The Great Elder's face was ashen, and his voice was trembling: "First, let's tidy up here first, and we will discuss the rest of the matter in the long run, and try to hide the news as much as possible."

Even so, the Great Elder also knew that the other three families could know that the Fujiyama family had experienced a catastrophe just by looking at the astrolabe.

You can't hide it at all.

After a while, the other onmyoji stood up supporting each other.

Even though they didn't want to admit it, after this time, the hope of the Fujiyama family to soar into the sky was completely shattered.

**

Here, Yu Xiheng just left Fujiyama's house.

The night is still deep, and the stars and the moon are getting brighter.

"My lord!" At this time, an eager voice sounded from behind him, respectfully, "Dare to ask my lord, but is the emperor's fate, the owner of Ziwei luck?"

The speaker is the ancestor of Xia Chuan's family.

He chased that powerful luck, and even chased him all the way to Fujiyama's house, and then saw a scene that horrified him.

The Fujiyama family was slaughtered!

Xia Chuan's ancestors were terrified. If their Xia Chuan family accidentally offended the owner of the emperor's fate, the end would be worse than that of the Fujiyama family.

Yu Xiheng glanced at him lightly.

There was no emotion in this glance, but the backlog was deep.

"Your Excellency, calm down." The ancestor Xia Chuan shook his body and saluted again, "It's just that I watched the stars at night and found that someone who didn't know what to do had offended you, so I came to check."

Yu Xiheng left without saying anything.

After he left, the ancestor Xia Chuan seemed to lose his strength, leaning against the tree next to him and panting heavily.

Yu Xiheng walked around the back street of Fujiyama's house, far away, there was a well under a tree.

The girl is squatting on the ground.

He walked in and saw the moonlight falling on her hair, dyed with a thin layer of silver-white moonlight, hazy and unreally beautiful

When Si Fuqing heard the footsteps, she immediately patted the ashes on her body, jumped up and ran over: "Ninth brother, are you alright?"

"No." Yu Xiheng looked at her carefully, paying close attention to every inch of her body.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, someone saved me just now." Si Fuqing lowered his head, feeling very guilty in his heart, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Just a few minutes ago, Shen Ying called her back, saying that Yu Xiheng had already arrived in Qingdu, and it was 90% likely to go to Fujiyama's house.

With his temperament, he is usually as calm as water, but at this time, cruel and violent are not enough to describe him.

"Yeah." He raised his clean left hand, touched her head, and smiled lightly, "You don't need to say sorry to me, if something happens to me, you will come, won't you?"

"Of course!" Si Fuqing frowned, seeing the blood on his hands, "But it still hurt you, I'll bandage it for you."

She took out the gauze she carried with her and pulled his right hand.

"Other people's blood is not mine." Yu Xiheng said lightly, not caring much.

"Don't move." Si Fuqing squeezed his wrist, "Your hands cannot be dirty with other people's blood, what a beautiful hand, you say yes."

She carefully wiped the blood on his palms and fingers with a serious look.

Yu Xiheng drooped her eyes, her eyes darkened.

"It's clean." Si Fuqing picked up his hand and looked at it again, "There's blood on the clothes too, go back and wash it."

He didn't answer this sentence, but suddenly lowered his head, stared into her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Can I hug you?"

It's about estrus and ending with courtesy.

The way of a gentleman is the deepest elegance.

"Okay." Si Fuqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Wait until I take off the bag, I'll hit you later."

She took off her bag, stretched out her arms to hug him, and apologized again: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Yu Xiheng's body trembled slightly.

She has the softness unique to girls, warm and waxy, as light as the evening wind, and as ethereal as white clouds, with a reassuring power.

Yu Xiheng closed her eyes, and the violent aura in her bones was gradually suppressed.

It seemed that only by holding her like this could he feel that she was real.

quiet and beautiful time

After an unknown amount of time, he let go of her and straightened up.

Si Fuqing raised his head: "Okay?"

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng smiled faintly, "Go home."

Si Fuqing stood up and put on his bag: "Let's go, let's go back, Ningning and the others are also waiting anxiously."

**

the other side.

After confirming that there was no hidden danger in Si Fuqing's body, Yuanming Chi let her go.

He went to a bar, mixed a few glasses of wine slowly, wiped the long knife he carried with him, changed into new ancient plain clothes, and then started again.

The morning light was faint, and a slight white appeared on the edge of the sky.

The Fujiyama family is still gloomy.

It was in this atmosphere that Yuanmingchi stepped into Fujiyama's house for the second time.

The new attire made him look more like a jade-like youth who walked out of an ancient tome.

But in the eyes of the Fujiyama family who saw him attacking with the Yamata no Orochi earlier, he was the real ghost of Huangquan.

The guards carry weapons and their legs are in

trembling.

Only a few hours later, Yuanmingchi came again!

The daughter of luck has been taken away by him, what else does he want to do?

Yuan Mingchi put his hands behind his back, and with a clear smile, he said flatly: "You can't stop me, and I won't take your lives either, so get out."

The guards looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

They were all employed by the Fujiyama family. Now that the Fujiyama family was in decline, they were powerless.

As soon as Yuanmingchi said this, the guards fled away.

Yuanmingchi continued to walk in, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Who broke into Fujiyama's house again after he left?

But it doesn't matter, this was originally his plan.

At this time, several ancestors of the Fujiyama family were also alarmed and left the customs one after another.

With Yamata no Orochi, the God of Disaster, they are no match for Yuanmingchi at all.

"Yuanming Pond!" the ancestor of the Fujiyama family hoarse, his eyes red, "Did you forget that Liberty Island cannot interfere with the affairs of other regions? If you want to destroy my Fujiyama family, do you want to enter the Holy Light Tribunal?" ?!"

The Holy Light Judgment Office is not a place that ordinary people can enter, but anyone who enters will be disfigured after leaving.

Even if Yuanmingchi was the fifth disciple of the top of the cloud, he would not be able to escape the punishment of the Holy Light Tribunal for killing like this.

Yuanmingchi didn't even frown: "It doesn't matter."

The ancestor of Fujiyama turned pale in shock.

Yuan Mingchi is crazy? !

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded without any emotion.

"He can't, how do you see me?"

It was a woman in a tight black battle suit, carrying a long sword on her back.

At this moment, the long sword was unsheathed, the cold light flickered, and a second cold breath enveloped the entire room.

This breath gave Yuanmingchi a familiar feeling.

Tian Congyun Sword!

Dead wood and bright moon.

Brother Six: Not only was I robbed, I lost my partner :)

This world is too cruel for Sixth Senior Brother

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Some people say that other powerful onmyojis can see that His Majesty is destined to be an emperor, but Qingqing cannot see that it is a bug.

I wrote it at the very beginning, and the writing is very clear. Qingqing is a pure fighting onmyoji. She is not good at the most basic face, feng shui and astrology of an onmyoji~