I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Boom boom boom..."

As if echoing Araki Sosuke's declaration, the warrior warrior on the side roared and galloped beside him.

"Hey, SHOTGUN... I'm sorry, the back seat position belongs to this lady tonight!"

Between the skirts and the dance, Niya had already jumped into the back seat of the wide locomotive.

"Hey, the rider hasn't gotten in the car yet, don't just sit on it..."

"And, isn't this slogan SHOGUN used to grab the co-pilot? ! 』

"I will go wherever Araki-senpai goes..."

Not waiting for Araki Sosuke's complaint, Yamada Kengo, wearing a Taoist robe, tightened the thunderbolt mahogany swords on his back, and stood beside the three of them not to be outdone.

"Cocoon, I will leave it to you to guard this place!"

"Boom!!!"

Hearing his call, there was originally only a bronze corpse of the Hundred Wars with its head exposed above the ground. His hands suddenly pulled out of the soil, propped up the body in the blood-colored armor, and jumped out with the dust...

Because he had been entangled with that "Gobo Master" several times and his body was hollowed out, Yamada Kengo ordered him to bury himself in the soil, and seize the time to repair himself with the scorching earth energy in the gods.

"What are you waiting for? The current situation is already'Yoshihara Yanshang' in various senses."

"Boom boom boom..."

"If you delay any longer, not only the Yoshihara bubble bath shop, which benefits all living beings, will be closed before my uncle can explore the depths..."

Araki Sosuke stepped into the car, turned the accelerator, and rushed towards the endless, purgatory sea of ​​flames ahead.

"I'm afraid the two guys from Abe Temple will also be roasted into real'dry wood and raging fire' inside, relying on each other's liquid to quench their thirst for survival."

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"The traffic was busy, laughing and cursing, comforting each other, and licking the scar."

The dull and simple, melancholic and delicate Japanese songs still echo in the long street surrounded by fireworks.

"Actually, the only thought in my heart is that someone can take me out of this birdcage."

The petals of cherry blossoms falling like rain in the sky have become more frequent, breaking the "five centimeters per second" law.

"Actually, I have nowhere to go. The scenery I saw in this birdcage became the only consolation in my heart at some unknown time."

A fragmented limb with dim flames or white icy edges, lying on top of each other is a fine and elegant gravel road, slowly dispersing into black embers, and ascending toward the sky with dense smoke. .

At the crossroads, under the cherry rain, surrounded by countless remnants of scorched spirits, there was a small "pure land".

Inside the circular open space, a tall man covered in black and gray with tattered clothes standing alone was holding a pair of knives.

"Huh...huh...is there anymore..."

Pulling out the two swords in his hand from the two Earth-bound spirits in front of him, the man looked around vigilantly with his eyes out of focus.

"I thought these guys can't be killed..."

The dual knives that were originally flying swiftly had to hold them in their hands in order to reduce the consumption of spiritual power...

"How many people have been burned to death in this tour?"

Even though the black kimono is full of nicks, the burn marks are scorched and tingling with sweat, and the breathing is heavy as a cow...

Obviously, there are countless fiercely bound spirits with swords in their hands, and even the hands holding the knife are shaking unconsciously...

But the expression on his face was still quiet, his gestures were not hurried, as if he was a noble son strolling through the flower street, twisting flowers, looking for flowers and willows, and holding sticks to destroy flowers. It made people feel no murderous aura.

Relying on Nirvana's rebirth, "Sword Heart is Bright and Nothing", the silly lust passing along the long sword could not leave even a trace in his heart.

"Amitabha."

Behind the man dressed as a samurai, sitting on the ground with folded hands, is a tall mature woman with half exposed shoulders and jade legs.

"For the time being, I haven't sensed the spirit body that continues to approach..."

A translucent pink Buddha clock is being stretched around her to block the petals that are constantly falling and splashing on top of their heads.

"Thanks to Abe donor today, Huijian is like a Buddha..."

The long and graceful hair clings to the skin of the peach powder under the sweat stains, making her look like she was fished out of the water.

"Only so many earth-bound spirits can be freed from the suffering and suffering of eternity!"

As she breathed slightly, her magnificent, slightly exaggerated pectoralis major muscles slammed into her hands with her breath.

"Master Kato is too rewarding, if it weren't for your profound Dharma, supporting a world, under the enemy, you would not be able to support the present..."

The man put his hands in the sheath with a slight tremor, and took a deep breath.

"Furthermore, after this battle, Zai Xia Jianxin has become more transparent and benefited a lot, and he has a deeper understanding of his own'Tao'."

The two men and women with disheveled clothes, sweating profusely, and shortness of breath, who had just experienced a protracted multiplayer sport, naturally strayed from the torii gate of the Yoshihara Shrine into the hidden Abe Temple and Kato Junko of the "Yoshiwara Yanjo."

Ever since they disturbed the Earthbound Spirit on the Yoshihara Flower Street, the two of them have fallen into a bitter battle amidst lust and smoke.

Although the individual strength of these earth-bound spirits can only be comparable to slightly more powerful resentful spirits, they relied on an endless number of them, and rushed forward without fear of death.

If nothing more, it would not pose too much threat to the two of them.

However, the number of cherry blossom petals falling from the dark clouds above my head is extremely large, and the igniting fire is extremely difficult...

Even a small petal will burn and be difficult to extinguish, and it will cause many beautiful distracting thoughts to erode people's hearts.

And those scorched earth bound spirits, touched by this cherry blossom petal, are like dry carbon encountering a raging fire, and the whole body will burst out with raging flames, turning into more violent and terrifying "flame people".

Fortunately, the two of them had breakthroughs in their strengths after "On the Dao" tonight, and they were very good at dispelling "desire."

Kato Junko held up the Buddha's bell to guard it, and then "softened" the approaching spirit with the "world of no desire", and finally Abe Temple waited for the opportunity to remove it with a pair of swords in his hand.

In the state of lucid sword heart, Abe Temple's body can automatically adjust every subtle movement, saving spiritual energy to the greatest extent while maintaining the killing efficiency like a machine.

If it is replaced by other spirit removers, even if they are not afraid of the turbulent flames and the inexhaustible earth-bound spirits, they will gradually lose their minds under the erosion of desire and become a humanoid self-propelled Gatling.

Even so, on this hot long street, after an hour of fierce battle with the densely blackened corpses, the spiritual power in the two of them was nearly exhausted.

Fortunately, although the cherry blossom rain above the head has not stopped, these seemingly endless earth-bound spirits no longer gush out from the streets and burning buildings, giving them precious breathing opportunities.

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