I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Be careful, this guy is a monster!!!"

Looking at Abe Temple, which was tied up in a white cloth, was about to be tragically removed from the "golden jade", and died of blood loss, but did not reveal any "heartfelt", the body of "Thirteenth" trembled inexhaustibly.

According to the psychology of intention, if one considers human consciousness as a huge iceberg floating in the sea, then the tip of the iceberg exposed above the sea is driven by feelings, imagination, feelings, hope, determination, intentions and desires. "Awareness" that can be finally expressed in words and actions.

What "knowledge" can read is the "surface consciousness" in people's hearts.

Since possessing the "power of awareness", no one's "present consciousness" in the present has escaped her perception.

Because, as long as people respond to the state in front of them, or have something that they actively want to express or do, they will inevitably produce "surface consciousness", which is an instinct that is engraved in the depths of genes and cannot be changed.

And the current situation, if it weren't for the failure of "divine power"...

That is the man in front of him who was clearly caught in a "dangerous chicken", had completely abandoned his "present consciousness".

Cut off all emotions, don't think about anything, and hand over everything you say and everything you do to the "subconscious" hidden in your body and memory.

Is there really someone who can actively abandon all emotions, desires and instincts and become a cold machine?

In other words, can someone who can do this kind of thing be called a human being?

"What's the matter, what are you talking about... This guy said no, his body is completely under my ‘master’, so hard..."

Whirling with the thick, cold object in his palm, "Number Eight" smiled and turned around and looked at his companion.

"This... Ordinary people, is there such a hard thing... Ah!"

Just when she felt that the texture of the things in her hands was a little beyond imagination, a piercing chill spread from her palms and spread across her whole body.

She wanted to retract her arm, but found that she was completely covered by a layer of frost, and she couldn't break free for a while.

"This is... a knife handle?!"

Looking closely, what was held by "No. 8" was not a certain part of Abe Temple's body that she was supposed to do.

Instead, a slightly shorter knife.

Threatened poor, Yueyao.

"when……"

"On the 13th" clearly remembered that the two knives held by Abe Temple had fallen to the ground long before he was submerged by the white cloth torrent.

"Another one?!"

At this time, on the empty ground, the two knives, one long and one short, were long gone.

"No, I can't read his thoughts anymore, kill him quickly!!!"

The intense anxiety caused her to exclaim in a low voice, trying to tighten the white cloth around Abe Temple, and completely squeezed this person.

"Peng."

The fiery light of the knife dashed continuously in the air, bringing out the pattern of a pentagram.

Among the burning pentagrams, all the strips of cloth connected between the "Thirteenth" and Abe Temple were turned into ashes.

Two-day first-rate·Five-round Book·Fire Scroll X Qingming Platycodon.

"It looks like a piece of white cloth, it looks like a piece of wood wool, and it's good at pestering people..."

In the flames of the burning white cloth, the figure of Abe Temple walked out slowly step by step.

"...Weakness, sharp weapon cutting, fire, water."

He used the great intonation of memorizing texts and muttered something in a low voice.

Obviously, the flames lingered around his body, but the ground at the feet of Abe Temple spread with layers of thin white ice following his footsteps.

"help me……"

Behind him, still holding the "No. 8" of "Yue Yao", his whole body was already covered with a thick layer of frost, unable to move.

"That's it, you deliberately from the beginning... how exactly is this done..."

Looking at the figure in the interweaving of ice and fire, he still couldn't read any of the other party's thoughts of the "13", a large amount of white cloth poured out of his body, and if the dragon leaped into the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, he pressed his head toward Abe Temple.

"...You monster, go to death!!!"

When she thought that the other party was talking, walking, or even using the weird sword skills that blended with onmyoji, she felt that the spirit remover dressed as a samurai in front of her was even more unreasonable than her own "divine power". Human existence.

"Originally, I have always been a little puzzled about my kendo..."

Abe Temple calmly folded both hands and inserted the sleeves, strolling in the courtyard like a morning walk, people can't feel the slightest murder.

"...But I didn't think about it, it's a blunder, I got the answer today with your Excellency."

Beside him, the "Sun Wheel" and "Yue Yao" fluttered and entangled with ice and fire. One stab and one stab all coincided with the first-class meaning of the two-day "Yuanming", cutting down the cloth that came to the ground.

Beneath the burning Qingming Platycodon grandiflorum and the sun-moon double-knife guard, countless white cloths rushing in, either turned to ashes or broken into ice, can't even touch the corners of Abe Temple's clothes.

The opponent who was able to read people's hearts and used countless white cloths to shoot down his sword was so similar to the Chiba Ibuki that the master faced that day.

It turns out that this is what Ms. Matsumoto said, last first.

"Forgetting life, forgetting death, forgetting the enemy when facing the enemy, forgetting oneself, not moving thoughts, not minding, unintentional and surrendering to nature, that is, it is free to change, and the application is unobstructed..."

At this moment, he finally knew the name of the sword he saw that day.

"Among the first-rate two days, there is a technique called'Wonian Wants to Cleave'..."

"No thoughts, no thoughts, no self..."

At this time, Abe Temple, with the invisible, imperceptible, tangible sword, it seems like a sword fairy is reborn...

"...This is the realm where the sword and the heart are united, and the mirror is still water. "

First-rate in two days, Jianxin is bright, nothing.

Since he was practicing kendo since he was a child, he finally realized that his "sword heart is bright"!

Only abandon all "thoughts" and give everything to this body that has been tempered and read countless films. By instinctive action, it will not emit any "killing intent", nor will anyone know the next step. Actions.

Because even he himself doesn't know how to make moves in the next second.

"boom!"

During the conversation, the sun and moon double knives collided in the air with frost and flames, generating an explosion-like air wave, turning the white cloth in the air into powder and falling like snow.

Two-day first-rate, upright, two heavens of ice and fire.

"Ahhhhh..."

In the blooming flowers, the two ghosts and charms double knives pasted together and merged into one, rapidly zooming in in the line of sight of "Thirteenth".

"...Seventh, fast, teleport!!!"

Seeing that the distance could not be achieved, she was about to be beheaded by the pair of knives. She reached out her hand to touch her earlobe and let out a hoarse cry.

The white mist around him suddenly rolled violently.

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