The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Are there actually reinforcements?"

In the barrier of Eternal Pavilion, Yonglin, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly glanced at the starry sky with a few faint cracks, but frowned and soon relaxed: "Forget it, fortunately I have already made preparations. .”

Her eyes bypassed the "Yakumo Blue" in front of her and fell on Yakumo Purple in the distance. She said disdainfully: "You will actually prepare other reinforcements. It is indeed your style, Yakumo Purple."

"Reinforcements?"

Unexpectedly, Yakumo Zi's expression was slightly startled, she didn't seem to understand what Yayi Yonglin said.

"But it's a pity that your expectations are about to come true." Without giving Yakumo Purple a chance to explain, Yashi Eirin said calmly: "There is another layer of magic outside the barrier. Your reinforcements can only Went to have tea with Yama."

"what are you saying.?"

"Don't worry, I didn't kill him, I just threw him to the other side. As for what Yama will do, that's not within my scope of consideration."

Yashi Eirin smiled extremely proudly, and had a sense of superiority against the general's army. This made Yakumo Murasaki even more confused. She never remembered that she had prepared any reinforcements.

You know, the secret of Yakumo Lan is not a big deal. If it weren't for the fact that her opponent is Yashi Eirin, she would even plan to take this secret with her into the grave.

Of course, this was just the most beautiful wish. Strong enemies would always appear, but she didn't expect it would be so soon, and it would be Ba Yi Yong Lin.

"Tsk"

Seeing that the other party was not shaken by her teasing, Yayi Yonglin smacked her lips secretly. After a thousand years, Yakumozi became more and more unfathomable.

But compared to these imaginary things, the trouble in front of her really gave her a bit of a headache.

"——!"

"Yakumo Blue", no, let's call it a dream, she launched a fierce attack silently, and her domineering fist style accidentally left a light mark on Yashi Eirin's cheek. .

"Apart from the fact that you can't speak, you look like a dead person in every aspect of your body. Do you really deserve to be the miko of Hakurei?"

Bayi Yonglin smiled, but her heart sank suddenly. Attacks of the same level could not leave traces on her body. This was the privilege of the gods, and it was a symbol of her power as the original god.

Looking at Reimu now, and thinking back to the beginning, it's no wonder why Reimu could barely tie with her at that time.

The power inherited from her was indeed extraordinary. Although I had a vague feeling at first, I didn't expect it to reach such a level.

"Ara, Yong Lin, is it possible that you are helpless when facing her?"

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The only person who can express such a flamboyant and even relaxed sigh with a bit of ridicule at this time can only be Yakumo Murasaki outside the battle situation.

Although the movements of her hands did not stop, this did not prevent her from taking some time to laugh a few words: "But this is not surprising, Li Meng is our trump card, as the first generation Hakurei Miko, this kind of That level of strength is natural, right?”

"Oh? The first generation?" Yashi Eirin looked deeply at Yakumo Murasaki, her words seemed to have a different meaning.

"Haha, of course, this first generation starts from the time when Gensokyo was established," Yakumo Murasaki shrugged and said calmly: "There is no way to do this. After all, Hakurei is a surname that has been passed down from the distant past. , it can even be traced back to the Age of Gods four thousand years ago, it is too troublesome to calculate from generation to generation."

"This does surprise me."

Saying that, Bayi Yonglin concentrated and dodged Li Meng's heavy punch. She glanced coldly at the corner of her clothes that was scratched by stone chips. She pretended not to care and said: "I thought you had a lot of affection for Hakurei." I understand."

"how?"

"You are not a direct descendant who knows everything, but a guy like you actually dares to bet your trump card."

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Yashi Eirin's words are cruel, but they are reality. On the surface, Yakumo Murasaki is a very talkative monster. Although she is actually very talkative, the amount of water in her words depends on the beholder and the wise.

The person who knows you best is always your enemy. This sentence is obviously suitable for Yakumo Purple and Yashi Eirin.

Yakumo Purple is actually not complicated. She is a very pure monster, a pure monster that is rotten from head to toe.

She never trusts humans, nor monsters. She only trusts "friends" she recognizes.

Within this definition, Takeya and Reimu, whom she watched grow up, are no longer considered human beings in her eyes. Likewise, her friend Yuyuko from the underworld is no longer a monster.

Yakumo Murasaki has created a new category in the world, defining them as friends, although so far this category has not been able to be summed up in one palm.

Although among youkai, it cannot be said that paranoid guys like this are completely absent, and they even account for the vast majority, but Yakumo Murasaki is an outlier among them.

If someone could observe the daily life of this monster up close, they would find that in normal times, she treats both humans and monsters equally.

Even if she is in front of a top-level monster of the same class and a human child under five years old, she will still treat them equally.

But don't take this as a reflection of how big-hearted or kind-hearted she is.

Yachi Eirin knew very well that there was only one reason for Yakumo Purple to do this, and that was that in her eyes, except for friends, all existences in the world were the same and equally inferior.

She doesn't like humans, she doesn't like monsters, and she certainly doesn't like gods.

Before learning the truth about Gensokyo, Yashi Eirin always thought this was Yakumo Murasaki's bad taste.

It was like building a cage and putting a hamster in it, watching it running and running inside. She was 100% sure that Yakumo Murasaki outside the cage would be happy to see them sweating profusely. laughed out loud.

For such a hopeless monster, what reason did she have to believe that she would place such a big bet on an unidentified human being.

Yashi Eirin's question was not answered. Yakumo Murasaki waved her hand, as if she was discharging her shikigami as usual, but there was a little more irritation in her movements.

All these Yayi Yonglin saw it, and her hands quickly weaved an ancient spell. As the beams of light emitted temporarily forced the fast-attacking Li Meng back, she pulled out and asked with complex eyes. last question.

"Did you kill her?"

"You could say that."

"Then, are you doing this to resurrect her?"

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Yakumo Purple looked at Yashi Eirin with some surprise. She didn't understand why the always wise Great Sage would ask such a strange question.

But the next moment, she suddenly remembered that she had revealed the story of burying a friend with her own hands in front of the other party. At this moment, looking at Yashi Eirin's complicated eyes, Yakumo Purple's thoughts suddenly became much clearer.

Yuuko, Reimu, and the wonderful misunderstanding intertwined the two memories together, and together they provoked the most malicious arc at the corner of Yakumo Purple's mouth.

Yakumo Purple pressed her chest tightly. She felt as if it was going to explode. A greedy blush appeared on her cheeks. The surging emotions were like an erupting volcano, and she almost couldn't hold it back.

Her fingertips were slightly white, and there was a trace of scarlet on her pursed lips. Her body was shaking not because of fear but because she was enduring!

The mellow wine needs time to accumulate, and the great pleasure that directly touches the soul before you naturally needs a little seasoning.

At that moment, at that moment, Yakumo Murasaki, who was aware of Yashi Eirin's intention, seemed to smell a feast being prepared. Thinking about it for a moment, the malice leaking out seemed to make her whole body float. .

"No."

Yakumo Rosewood, who carefully hid everything, opened her mouth slightly, and the figure of Yashi Eirin in the distance seemed to be sinking little by little in the lavender abyss.

"We have never thought about it that way, not even once."

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!