I Become A God, Exposed By A Reborn

Kujo Mai did not think of why the other party's tone could be so understated.

That is a human life, why can it be so peaceful after killing it? It is like a straw cut at random.

She couldn't understand it, but it didn't prevent the anger that was accumulating in her chest, surging like a wave, making her body tremble, and her red eyes full of murderous intent.

The middle-aged samurai watched Kaoruko on the ground, but did not sense the existence of the god statue.

He didn't talk nonsense any more, and his feet galloped towards the girl less than ten meters away from him at a very fast speed.

A distance of ten meters is also very close to him.

As long as the girl in front of her died calmly due to the death of her friend, then the other party will also be the soul of his sword in a few seconds.

Kujo Mai took out an arrow from the quiver behind and quickly placed it on the bow.

Then, for the middle-aged samurai, these two actions had already brought him nearly ten meters away from "Seven-Five-Zero", and they approached in an instant.

At this moment, the distance between the two is only less than two meters.

Just when the middle-aged samurai was holding a big sword and simply stabbed forward.

Just when the tip of the knife was about to cut through the throat of Jiutao Mai, and the bright blood-colored flowers were about to bloom, Jiutao Mai opened the bowstring and did not shoot the hook immediately, but tapped the ground with the toes and stepped back.

Seeing this, the middle-aged warrior's speed is not reduced, and he is bound to kill with one blow.

When it was suspended for a few centimeters on the ground, when the tip of the knife was about to get close to her, Jiutiao Mai's head opened directly, and then there was a sound of breaking the air.

The next moment, the arrow shot directly through the middle-aged warrior's throat at a very close range.

Seeing that the tip of his knife slashed through the throat of Nine Lines of Linen, but because the opponent suddenly turned his head and only cut through the opponent's skin and shed a little blood, he ran after him and pointed at his throat.

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The middle-aged samurai wanted to speak, but he could only make a hoarse voice like Kaoru just now, but his eyes showed a touch of emotion.

It was a pity look, but unfortunately in his heart, he predicted that Jiujo Mai would dodge to the left or right, and he had a way to target, but just because of the little distance back, it was a battle of life and death.

There is no fierce battle, and no long-winded confrontation.

From the death of Kaoruko to the death of the middle-aged samurai, it was only one minute.

Looking at the middle-aged warrior lying on the ground, Kujo Mai's eyes showed a confused look, and the excitement of participating in the battle of beliefs had long since disappeared.

Murder, a simple word, is so thrilling.

Kujo Mai stood there, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Suddenly, she thought of something, and looked at the front where a young girl was lying on the pool of blood.

She walked over, very slowly, because she was very frightened and afraid in her heart.

Coming to Kaoruko's side, Kujo Mai couldn't help but slumped on the ground, looking at her dead friend, she held him in her arms with trembling hands, "Son.

She called softly, but her friend didn't answer, and never will.

Kujo Mai couldn't help but let out a wailing sound, like a desperate voice falling into the abyss.

The endless sadness welled up in her heart, she hugged Hui Zi's body tightly, no tears flowed from her eyes, but she made a retching sound from time to time, as if she wanted to rhyme the soul deep in her body.

The movement outside made another employee inside realize that as soon as he came out and saw the terrifying scene at the scene, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

Soon, he closed the door of the store, and then trembled and called the police.

The police quickly came to the scene and looked at Mai Kujo, who was slumped on the ground, covered in blood, but was unscathed, and then looked at the bodies of Kaoruko and the middle-aged samurai on the ground, and they quickly understood.

Instead of disturbing Kujo Mai, he cleaned up the corpse of the middle-aged warrior and found a statue of a god.

A police officer came over and handed the god statue to Kujo Mai, "Miss, this is your trophy. Also, the battle of beliefs is still going on, my suggestion is to leave here quickly and stay away from yourself. A place to live, so that what is in front of you will not happen. 9)

Kujo Mai didn't hear what the other party said at all, and she subconsciously took over the statue of the god.

She suddenly realized that this thing in front of her was the culprit of all the tragedies in front of her. She didn't even see what the statue looked like, and threw the statue to the ground fiercely.

With a slight snort, the wood carving was torn apart.

The beliefs among them were scattered, and they were quickly attracted, and were absorbed by the statues of gods in the pockets of nine sackcloths.

After the two corpses were taken away, Kujo Mai stood numbly in place, and she still didn't feel her friend's death until now.

At this time, she was physically and mentally weak, and she felt mentally tired, and now she just wanted to lie on the bed and stay still.

But as soon as she took a step, she suddenly thought of something, and finally walked towards the nearest park..

She used the water in the park pool to wash and dry the blood-drenched clothes, and then sat motionless in the pavilion.

Kujo Mai's luck was very good. At five o'clock in the morning, her position did not change, and the other holders did not come.

When she returned to Kujo Shrine, it was almost half past five. She quietly returned to the bedroom. After a while, she heard the movement downstairs and knew that her mother had woken up.

At six o'clock in the morning, nine lines of linen and Jimen.

The night passed, and the sadness and despair of last night seemed to disappear without a trace. She chatted and laughed with her mother, teased her little sister, and after breakfast, she came down the mountain as usual.

After waiting for a while, Jiutiao Mai was a little dazed, Huizi was already dead, and she was no longer going to school with her.

Instead of waiting, she took the tram back to school.

Read early, then go to class.

After class, she sat in her seat and didn't move, and other students didn't dare to talk to her.

Although Mai Kujo is very popular in the school and has fans, but she is too good, causing the students to feel ashamed, so in the school, only Kaoruko can be called a good friend and best friend.

When the get out of class was over, Hui Zi would run from the first floor to the second floor to chat with her.

The other party seems to have infinite enthusiasm, and there are different topics to talk about every moment, which makes her happy.

Only today, Huizi did not come.

After school in the afternoon, Mai Kujo came to the club 5.9, and the surrounding members finally wondered, "Why didn't Kaoru come today? 93

"Oh, I know, Huizi has taken leave.

"are you sick?"

"Hey, are you sick? Without Sister Kaoru, it feels like there is no Jerusalem in the West. 33

"See you soon, aren't you close to Xiao Zi's, why don't you wait and see the situation.

"OK, no problem.

"Stupid, you guys, Huizi has such a good relationship with the minister, just ask the minister if he doesn't. 93

"Then ask you.

"I can not."

Several people chatted and laughed, but in the end no one came to ask Kujo Mai.

When the club activities ended, Mai Kujo stood at the school gate and looked towards the teaching building, and finally left.

When the sun sets in the west, the shadow of Jiujo Mai's clothes is narrowed and elongated by the setting sun, but there is no person next to him, and there is also a shadow that should exist.

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