Bu Tian Gang

Long Shen stopped.

He didn't hear the conversation between Otowa and Fujikawa. The reason why he stopped was because he found himself in this mirrored space. Every time he took a step, he would enter a new mirrored space. And he will eventually be trapped in the deepest part of the space, and he will never be able to break free from the barrier.

"Li Ying, where are you?" he asked.

"I'm here!" Li Ying in each mirror replied, and countless identical voices were layered on top of each other, as if many people were speaking at the same time.

Each Li Ying is not far from Longshen, but Longshen will never be able to walk to each other, because the distance between space and space is not very long to the naked eye, but it is actually infinitely far away, just like the stars that people see on the earth It seems to be as high as the sun and the moon, but it is actually a star hundreds of millions of light-years away.

"Where's Ding Lan?" Long Shen asked.

He had asked this question just now, and now he is asking it again.

"Brother Ding, he is dead!"

"died!"

"died!"

Countless voices rang out again, Long Shen turned around quickly, his sharp eyes swept across dozens of "Li Yings" up and down, left and right, as if to observe everyone's expressions and discern the truth from them.

On the other side of the mirror, Otowa seemed to see his intention and couldn't help but smile.

"Director Long, do you think you are a god? With so many Li Yings, can you really tell them apart? What if they are all fake?"

"Then I will kill."

Long Shen said coldly, the sword light in his hand suddenly brightened, and the sword light flew in several directions toward each mirror image, aiming directly at Li Ying in the mirror image!

Wherever the sword light went, the mirror images shattered one after another, and fragments fell all over him. After the fragments, it seemed to return to the real world, but Li Ying had disappeared, replaced by Wu Bingtian.

The other party was struggling to move forward in the sea of ​​blood and skeletons, carrying the whip to blow away the monsters that came pouring in again and again, but those monsters would be resurrected again when they fell into the sea of ​​blood, and they would never be killed. Wu Bingtian's face was pale, and his body There were already a lot of wounds, and his neck was even scratched out by the monsters, and he was bleeding.

Wu Bingtian is an official fan, but it does not mean that he will only be slapping the horses. Below the director of the Special Administrative Region Bureau, he is a real sword and a real gun. If Wu Bingtian only flatters his superiors all day long, then he is regarded as Maoshan's teacher. , and he can't convince the public. He can be the deputy director of Long Shen and Song Zhicun, which means that his ability is very strong.

As for how strong it is, newcomers like the Winter Solstice may not know very well, but Long Shen once went with him to explore the ruins of the sunken ship under the Yangtze River. At that time, Wu Bingtian was alone and without any diving tools, he could hold his breath underwater for nearly an hour. Take down a water monster. But Wu Bingtian, who is so strong, is now trapped in a sea of ​​blood, his hands and feet are entangled with demonic energy, he is like a force at the end of his force, he can no longer move, and there are countless demonic energy rushing towards him, and the crisis of life and death is in front of him.

When he turned his head and saw Long Shen, he couldn't help being overjoyed and said anxiously, "Save me! Long Shen!"

Long Shen stared at each other.

Seeing him not moving, Wu Bingtian was frightened and angry: "Long Shen, save me!"

Long Shen finally moved, and the sword light shot out of his hand, hitting Wu Bingtian.

Wu Bingtian watched in shock as the sword light got closer and closer, and was finally overwhelmed by the light.

The rays of light covered the sea of ​​blood, and the demonic energy wailed and vanished into ashes, and even Wu Bingtian completely disappeared into the white light.

Yinyu said in surprise: "Director Long, I can't see how cruel you are, even killing your comrades. Sure enough, if you turn a person into a person, you won't have the cumbersome and useless feelings of mortals, right?"

Long Shen did not answer, he stood quietly, waiting for the white light to spread out and swallow the sea of ​​blood little by little.

Otoyu didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued to ask: "Director Long, I also have an artifact spirit, which was transformed by Jinyin Pingwenqin, but he actually fell in love with the enemy, and in the end he did not hesitate to destroy himself. Ling, should everyone be as cold-blooded and ruthless as you?"

On the edge of the burning white light, the sea of ​​blood disappeared little by little, and then another scene under the sea of ​​blood was revealed.

An isolated island surrounded by sea.

The trees were tall and gloomy, and the moss covered the bottom of the trees.

Someone came flying from a distance, with a blurred and small figure, but Long Shen recognized it at a glance.

It is the winter solstice.

The winter solstice was running very fast, and it was obvious that something was chasing him behind him.

He was holding a long guard sword in his hand, and his face was still stained with blood, maybe he had just escaped from a fierce battle.

"Master!" The other party also saw Long Shen from a distance, and after a moment of surprise, he was surprised and ran towards him.

There was a familiar light in the delicate eyes, and even if he didn't look at it, Long Shen could still picture the smile of those eyes in his mind.

Curved, and even the eyebrows softened.

Long Shen likes to see those smiling eyes, as if they can light up the world and be carefree.

But that doesn't mean heartless and blindly optimistic. The winter solstice just treats life with an optimistic attitude, including people and things in life. He is like a little sun. Although he is conscious of being ordinary, he always radiates warmth.

Warming others also warms Long Shen.

"Master!"

Just as Long Shen blinked, the Winter Solstice screamed.

A huge figure descended from the sky and pressed the winter solstice to the ground.

It was a monster with eagle wings and eagle claws. It had the body and face of a woman. Its long hair covered half of its face, but it was as wild and rough as withered grass. The monster’s long claws pierced into the shoulders of the winter solstice. It splashed out, and even a few drops splashed on Long Shen's face, warm and sweet.

"Master!"

On the winter solstice, he fell to the ground with exhaustion, and even the Changshou sword let go and fell to the ground. He raised his slender neck sadly. , and refused to lend a hand.

Long Shen met his terrified eyes, and the expression in his previous memory had now changed to disbelief. The other party even stretched out his scarred hand, as if trying to reach the corner of his clothes.

"Master..."

Long Shen's heart twitched, and before he even realized it, he stretched out his hand before his reason.

But at this moment, the accident happened suddenly, and all the grief of the winter solstice suddenly turned into a weird smile.

Long Shen wanted to withdraw, but it was too late, and the surrounding scenery changed again!

Otoyu laughed: "It turns out that Director Long's weakness is his apprentice!"

With his sound, a white mist came from an unknown place, and the black monsters moved with the clouds, shuttled around, howled and screamed, never stopping.

Long Shen's fingers moved slightly, and the whole body was suddenly covered by the sword light, isolating all the demonic energy, but the demonic energy rushed in, quickly gathered, and suppressed the sword light. It is difficult to see and see with the magic energy, and they cannot stand each other.

Fujikawa couldn't help but said: "Your Excellency Otowa, do you need me to take the opportunity to kill him completely?"

Otoyu said indifferently: "These demonic energies cannot cause damage to him for the time being."

Fujikawa was a little surprised.

In his opinion, after Long Shen's heart defense was broken just now, he was immediately caught in another mirror trap.

But just as Otoyu's voice fell, the sword light around Long Shen's body suddenly exploded!

The extreme light is dazzling and dazzling, and even the mirror surface is also dazzling. Fujikawa subconsciously turned his head and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Huh?" Even Yinyu couldn't help but utter a meaningless syllable, seeming a little puzzled.

Long Shen's voice came from the mirror.

"So you are here."

His tone was slow, almost every word, and the volume was not high, but Otoyu's face changed slightly.

Fujikawa turned back and saw that the mirror was slowly cracking.

"Your Excellency Otoyu!" he couldn't help but exclaimed.

With a snap, the mirror completely shattered!

Otowa originally sat cross-legged, but now she straightened her body, a rare gaffe.

"He found our position!" Fujikawa's face was pale, but he did not expect this ancient mirror to be vulnerable.

"No, he did not."

Otowa has calmed down, but her face is still a little gloomy. "He's just psychic."

Fujikawa was surprised.

Linguistics, as the name suggests, is a technique attached to syllables to achieve attacks through language.

This technique has been shown in many Japanese works, but in fact, very few people are proficient in the spirit of speech. Almost no one in Japan can master it, and even if it is a little bit, it can only use a few syllables at most.

However, Long Shen's word-spirit technique has obviously reached the realm of "speaking and practicing".

The most important thing is that now that the mirror is broken, they have no way to detect the location and condition of each other.

Seeing Otoyu's gloomy expression, Fujikawa breathed lightly, thinking wildly in his heart, but didn't dare to say it.

On Wu Bingtian's side, he was not as desolate as the illusion Long Shen saw in the mirror, but his situation was not so wonderful.

He is in the enchantment of the sea of ​​​​blood of skeletons, fighting with many monsters, and a keel whip in his hand wraps the neck of the monster, and when it is retracted and twisted, the monster wailes, but then more monsters swept in from all directions. It was like a surging tide, looking around, there was blood red within the line of sight, all of which were an ocean of dead bones and flesh, and countless demonic energy covered the sky and turned the dark clouds into blood clouds.

No matter how powerful Wu Bingtian is, after all, it is the power of one person, and there will always be a time when the energy will be exhausted, and since Yinyu has transformed into a demon, the demonic energy will naturally continue to flow, and it will be inexhaustible. Unless he finds the key to breaking the enchantment, he will only Can be trapped here forever, drained to death.

His hand holding the whip is still very steady, and his steps are still steady, but if you look closely, you can find that his breathing is slightly faster than before.

There were two ancient mirrors in front of Yinyu, although Long Shen's side was broken, there was Wu Bingtian's side.

As soon as Wu Bingtian's breath changed, it immediately fell into his eyes.

"It seems that Director Wu is slightly inferior to Director Long."

His voices overlapped and spread into the barrier where Wu Bingtian was.

The words were like edicts, and instantly turned into demonic sounds, causing countless demonic energy to run wildly. The sneaky yaksha and skeleton soldiers transformed by demonic energy stood up from the sea of ​​blood and attacked Wu Bingtian like an army. On the top, Wu Bingtian just stood on the spot and couldn't move at all, but if those demonic qi touched his body a little, it would contaminate his sanity and cause him to fall into defeat.

Hearing Otoyu's words, Wu Bingtian sneered: "If you have the ability, come in and try!"

Of course, Yinyu wouldn't go in and try. He was just happy to see Wu Bingtian like a trapped beast, struggling to deal with those monsters that would never be killed. Compared to Long Shen's calmness, Wu Bingtian's side was much more interesting.

Aoi Fujikawa said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, there is one other person among the first group of people who came, and we have never been able to find it."

Yinyu said indifferently: "Don't worry about him, at most he is hiding somewhere, and when Long Shen and Wu Bingtian are dying, he will naturally be unable to hold back and jump out, and we will clean up together."

Fujikawa Aoi should be respectful, bowing her head slightly: "Then Beichi..."

Otoyu glanced at him: "Are you sure you want to restore your female disciple?"

Fujikawa bowed down and said, "Beijing was raised by me since she was a child, and she is no different from my daughter. She is talented and intelligent. If she can be trained properly, she will be the number one onmyoji in Japan in the future. It's a shame she was hurt by the Chinese. If you can be sick in bed, please save her life for the sake of my faithfulness and dedication to you!"

Otowa: "There is only one way for me to save her, and that is to infuse her with demonic energy and turn her into a half-demon body."

Fujikawa trembled slightly and remained silent for a while, still insisting on her original intention: "As long as she can wake up and regain her senses, I will do anything."

Otowa suddenly showed a strange smile, but the smile was fleeting, and Fujikawa lowered his head and didn't notice it.

"Okay, then, take this box to her. As long as she absorbs the devilish energy inside, those old wounds will be healed very quickly."

Fujikawa was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Excellency, Fujikawa is very grateful!"

With Otoyu's permission, he couldn't wait to get up and leave. He walked out on crutches, walked through the corridor, came to the front of an inconspicuous hut, and pushed in the door.

Beichihui, the talented girl who made a stunning debut on Changbai Mountain, but was seriously injured and returned home, is lying quietly inside, sleeping quietly, not knowing her life or death.

Since returning to the country, Bei Chihui has been severely injured and coughed up blood from time to time. Even her two shikigami have collapsed, not to mention the onmyoji. It is difficult to even get up and move around. Later, he went to Yinchuan to destroy the stone monument, also to ask Otoyu to save Bei Chie, but he didn't expect that he almost died in the end.

He wanted to save this disciple with all his heart, not only because the two had the same father and daughter, but also because Beiike is the best of all Fujikawa's disciples. If there is no accident, Beiike will inherit the school and continue to carry forward the school. , One day when Beichi is painted, it means that the genre will not decline, and the name of Fujikawa will be passed down forever.

Fujikawa knew very well that he himself was the setting sun after the autumn, and the other disciples were also in the process of fighting against the Special Administration Bureau. They were dead, injured, and their talents and abilities were not comparable to Beichi Ei, who could revive the genre. The only hope is all on this female disciple.

After getting the box that Otowa gave, Fujikawa was very excited and carried it in his arms all the way to the front of Kitaike.

He screened the boy who was serving the soup and took out the box carefully. According to Otoyu's abundance, he placed the box under Beichi Ei's nose and opened it.

Black air diffused out of the box, and quickly followed Bei Chihui's slight breathing into her nose.

Otowa is now a monster, and Fujikawa has seen how powerful he is. Even Long Shen, who he couldn't beat before, was trapped in the barrier and couldn't move an inch. If Bei Chi Ei became a real monster, his strength would definitely be stronger than before. Even more powerful, and the status of the Beichuan school will continue to be rock solid.

Fujikawa stared at Kitaike, and while he was nervous, there was a hint of anticipation.

When the demonic qi was completely absorbed by the girl, the black qi slowly flowed to the whole body along the veins on the surface of the skin, Bei Chi's fair face turned blue and black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black qi slowly flowed under her skin and was absorbed by the body. It slowly returned to whiteness, even whiter than before.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, and the girl finally opened her eyes.

"Eh!" Fujikawa couldn't help but say, he looked at the proud disciple expectantly. "how do you feel?"

The girl was dazed and struggled to sit up from the couch.

"...Master?"

Fujikawa: "It's me, do you feel any discomfort? Do you feel that the strength in your body has been further enhanced?"

Bei Chihui looked down at her palm, soft and white, with slender fingers. Everything seemed to be the same as before her illness, and it seemed to have changed a lot.

Her body no longer felt sore and weak, and her internal organs and limbs no longer felt pain. What followed was the surging and clamoring power in her body. Those forces gathered in one place, all of which sent a message to her.

"I'm hungry."

Fujikawa was taken aback.

"I'll ask someone to make you something to eat, so you can take a good rest."

After all, he was a little soft-hearted. He didn't treat the girl in front of him as harshly as he did to other disciples.

But when he turned around, he suddenly felt a pain in his back.

Severe pain came from the back, as if the flesh, bone and blood had been gouged out, and the heart was painful.

Fujikawa lowered his head.

There was a hole in his chest, a hand penetrated through his back, took out his heart, and blood spurted out from the back, dyeing the entire back, flowing to the ground, and seeping into the tatami.

The sound of chewing came from behind, and Fujikawa slowly turned his head.

"painted……"

Bei Chi Huizheng took a bite, eating the hot heart with relish. The heart that was still beating seemed to be a delicacy in her mouth, and there was a look of contentment on her beautiful face, and she didn't even bother to look up. Fujikawa glanced, and was afraid that the other party would come and grab food from her, and soon her whole heart was completely eaten by her.

She even stuck out her tongue and licked the blood on her hands little by little, not even letting go of the crevices of her nails. The pink tongue and the white fingertips formed an almost **** ambiguity, but the room was dead silent, and no one could appreciate this. one scene.

"Master, your heart is so delicious."

Kitaike finally licked her fingers clean, she raised her head, and Chao Fujikawa showed a bright smile of satisfaction.

With a bang, Fujikawa fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, still filled with unbelievable shock and fear.

Bei Chihui stretched out her finger, dipped a little on the bleeding wound on her master's back, put it into her mouth, smacking her lips, as if the taste was not as good as before, so she didn't move any more, she stood up slowly, her posture Delicate and shaky, like a little girl who has been in bed for a long time, harmless and gentle, she looked around in confusion, and after a while, she supported the wall and walked out step by step.

And Fujikawa, who fell to the ground, was unable to move again.

A few minutes later, one of the walls twisted and vibrated, and a person appeared in the room.

The young man walked towards Fujikawa, squatted down and looked at it for a moment, shook his head, and clicked his tongue: "To be killed by the most beloved apprentice like this is considered good and evil in the end."

"I think this retribution is still cheap for him."

"Who!" Hearing the second voice suddenly, Yu Buregai subconsciously looked at the source of the voice, with an extra sword in his hand.

"It's only been a while, you can't even recognize the voice of an old acquaintance?"

Another person "walked" out of the other wall, and it was Tang Jing who came along with Wu Bingtian and Long Shen.

After Tang Jing separated from Long and Wu in Tokyo, he went to Kyoto to stay for a few days before coming to Atsuta Shrine to apply for a job.

The shrine recruits some part-time witches every year to help sell goods and attract customers during the tourist season. Tang Jing's female appearance and fluent Japanese are naturally passed quickly. However, the status of this part-time witch is limited and generally cannot enter the forbidden area of ​​​​the shrine. , Tang Jing used this identity to confuse a priest, and asked the other party to reserve a place for him to help bring sacrifices in - the shrine will regularly send people to bring in some melon and fruit snacks.

According to rumors, every time the priestess who are assigned to this job will occasionally go back and forth, and they will be left behind by the master here to practice at a higher level, but there is also another rumor that this mysterious person likes Eat people's hearts, so those witches who have gone and never returned, 80% are already bad luck.

Tang Jing knew that the latter rumors were the truth, but that didn't prevent him from pretending to be longing for mystery and worshipping power, and took the initiative to recommend himself to the priest. The other party might know something and hinted that she should not be stupid, but Tang Jing was perfect. Played the character of a middle school girl, who insisted on coming in to deliver things, so the priest had to agree.

So everyone else sneaked in, only Tang Jing came in openly.

After he came in, he didn't dare to go to the core area rashly.

When Yu Bureg saw him, he was surprised: "You're here too?"

Tang Jing nodded: "There are also Long Bureau and Wu Bureau."

Yu did not regret: "Ding Lan is dead."

Tang Jing: "We expected that his soul lamp went out, what about Li Ying?"

Yu Bugui: "He should still be alive, but I don't know where he is. The three of us also came in separately. The two of them met. In order to save Li Ying, Ding Lan blocked the fatal blow with his body. If I show up, one more person will be lost."

Tang Jing sighed, "Your choice is very wise."

Yu did not regret for a moment of silence: "But I have always regretted it. If I had gone out at that time, there would have been a certain chance to save them, but now I have completely lost the opportunity."

Tang Jing patted his shoulder hard: "No, aren't we here?"

Yu Buregai: "Yinyu, this old immortal has turned into a demon, and Tiancong Yunjian protects his body, it is very difficult to deal with."

Tang Jing: "It's a big deal to kill him and die together, come here, what are you afraid of!"

Yu did not regret: "I heard that your little lover is here too."

Tang Jing smiled bitterly: "Maybe when we meet, the first person he wants to kill is me."

Yu did not regret: "What's the arrangement with the Dragon Bureau?"

After Li Ying was captured, Yu Buhui had been lurking here.

This is the safest place outside the core barrier and within Otoyu's territory. It is very difficult for him alone to save people, and then kill Otoyu. If you just save people, you can't kill Otoyu. , then Otoyu will definitely be more vigilant, and it will be even more difficult to do it next time, so he can only choose to wait and wait for the Special Administration Bureau to send someone over.

"There is no arrangement. After coming in, I will act according to the opportunity." Tang Jing spread his hands.

The fish does not regret and is speechless, and thinks that you are really arbitrary.

However, he also knew that the situation here was complicated. Before he and Ding Lan came in, they had a thorough plan, but when they entered, all the plans would not work.

"That little girl, are you still chasing?" he asked.

Tang Jing smiled: "When she went out just now, I had already placed a tracking spell on her. Old Wu gave it to the Qingcheng Mountain Yuanming Palace. If you leave, you will pay ten, and if you return, you will pay three!"

The voice fell, and his expression moved slightly.

"There are fluctuations in the enchantment, she seems to be moving, go and see!"

...

With Yoshida's farewell, Winter Solstice and others took a speedboat to Manmoon Island.

This is an island that looks like a full moon from the sky, so it is called Full Moon Island, but how romantic the name is, it means how dangerous the island is. After experiencing Diana Island, they are full of new islands on the winter solstice. Be careful, never think it will be easier and safer here than before.

But after they officially set foot on Full Moon Island, they were still stunned by the sight in front of them.

Yellow sand, Gobi, endless.

It is hard to imagine such an island on an island surrounded by sea.

Compared with the wet and cold Diana Island, although it is equally cold here, it is obviously much drier, and the terrain and climate are also completely different from Diana Island. blue sky.

What appeared in front of them was a fortress made of loess in the distance.

Li Han'er snorted: "Why is the terrain here completely different from Diana Island, because of the fog?"

Winter Solstice said: "I guess, this should be a completely man-made island."

"Who drew this Tucheng?" Zhang Song looked around.

He called the fortress the Tucheng, just because it was more appropriate.

Looking from a distance, those khaki buildings are short and flat, not like a dirt city that has not been built yet, with only walls and no tall buildings.

"Americans, Nordics, Africans." Liu Si replied.

Liu Qingbo looked back at the seaside, where in addition to one of their speedboats, another boat was tied.

"One of the three teams should also land here."

They stayed on Zombie Island, oh no, it was Diana Island for a few days, and the others were the same, they just didn't know if other teams had any gains on this island. "It would be great if we could meet which team, at least we would know if they had anything to gain on this island."

If not, they can just turn around and go to the next island.

"Didn't the Americans give you a cell phone?" Liu Qingbo looked at the winter solstice.

"Let me ask."

It's a coincidence, and it's a coincidence. As soon as I picked up the phone on the winter solstice, I heard the sound of the speedboat's engine churning in the waves on the other side of the sea shrouded in mist.

Everyone turned back, and after a while, a speedboat passed through the fog and entered their line of sight.

There was a person standing at the front, and when they saw the winter solstice, the other party's eyes lit up and he waved vigorously: "Winter! Winter!"

Winter Solstice: "...Am I dazzled?"

Liu Qingbo pouted: "You don't have dazzling eyes, you are the group of Americans."