The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

There is always such a guy in my memory, who suddenly said something inexplicable to himself, regardless of whether he understood it or not.

When encountering such things before, Wu Ye always likes to solve everything with the word "Second Second Disease".

But now, words like destiny and destiny began to appear in his mind without warning, which made him wonder whether he was the real chuunibyou.

Just like once a bicycle is learned, it will never be forgotten. What is not left in the mind will always be remembered in a certain kind of body.

Wu also felt neither strange nor unnatural about Akong's series of questions. Of course, it was impossible for him to know the answer.

Before the first crab-eating man, people had no way of connecting that sideways crawling monster with food.

People cannot obtain knowledge that they have never received, nor can they answer questions that they do not know.

But one thing is certain, that is——

This person is definitely not "A Kong".

At least it wasn't the Sora that Takeya was familiar with.

"What's the matter, master?"

Akong put her hands around Takeya's waist and asked. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with such an intimate gesture. Even Takeya didn't feel it himself. There was no resisting thought in his consciousness, as if he had experienced it countless times.

But--

"Akong." Wu Ye hesitated for a moment and then spoke: "Why do you want to run away with me? No, we will discuss this question later. First of all, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"Master, what are you talking about?"

Akong suddenly paused. Her intuition was even more sensitive than martial arts. The initial sense of disobedience might just be an illusion, but it was like a thorn stuck in her heart. Now she felt pain.

The emotion in his eyes was shock, and even Yuka Kazami, who was chasing after him, didn't have time to care, "Kono" shook Takeya anxiously: "Master, why are you like this? Could it be that the plan has changed? ?"

"Uh, sorry, what are you talking about, I don't understand at all"

"how come."

"Akong" stared blankly at Wu Ye who looked dazed and embarrassed. At this moment, she finally realized that something was wrong, and everything was moving in a completely different direction from what they had expected.

Whoosh!

Without extra time to think, Kazami Yuuka's attack was so fierce that she almost caught up with the two of them, not only her, but also Miko and Saint followed closely behind.

"Tch, it's annoying, these guys!!"

A tyrannical flame ignited in Ah Kong's eyes, and the surging monster power around him almost suffocated Wu Ye. The despair and sinful aura that rushed to his face was as frightening as an abyss.

At this moment, it seemed that even everything in the world was trembling, and in the world shrouded in dark red demonic power, Ah Kong's hand cannon shone with the light of destroying everything.

Although there is no evidence, Wu Ye's intuition told him that if this shot is fired, everyone on the other side will be cold except for Fengjianyouxiang!

But before Wu Ye opened her mouth to stop "A Kong", she suddenly staggered and stopped the movement of her hands.

"Well!"

The dangerous light on the "A Kong" hand cannon suddenly went out, and a look of pain suddenly flashed across her face.

"What, what's the matter? Kong?"

"Head. It looks like it's about to split open."

"Akong" gritted his teeth, and finished the sentence with great difficulty, his face was a little scary: "Damn it, it's all the fault of that onmyoji, and I remembered a bad memory."

"Yin Yang, Master.?" Wu Ye was stunned for a moment, and then looked thoughtfully at Shen Zi who was chasing after them: "Ah, you misunderstood, that is a Taoist priest, Prince Shotoku, do you know him?"

"Holy Virtue." Kong was startled for a moment, then sneered and said, "Huh, it's that guy, no wonder he can use such a disgusting technique. It seems that things like the ancestor are not talking about it."

"Ancestor? Her?"

Wu Ye opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

It's really unbelievable. If you look at the time when Taoism was introduced to Japan, if Prince Shotoku really supported Taoism secretly, then it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the ancestor of Onmyoji.

But why can Takeru always hear a feeling of disgust from Akong's mouth? This must be the first time they met, right?

"Akong? Are you having a problem with her?"

Although a bunch of messy things were ahead at this time, it was obviously meaningless to ask this inconsequential question, but Wu Ye blurted out that this was the question.

"Celebrating a festival? Humph, it's not that simple."

From just now, Akong seemed to have grown up suddenly. His childish actions and simple words never appeared again.

". It should be said that it is a bad fate. To be honest, it is just to express anger."

After being silent for a while, "Akong" spoke in a low tone, as if he was cursing: "If it wasn't for his existence to provide those Onmyojis with the soil to live in, such a terrifying guy wouldn't be born in the future!!"

"Akong's" words stopped abruptly, replaced by a wailing cry like a wounded beast.

"Akong! Are you okay?" This time Akong's speed obviously slowed down, and Wu also turned around and held her back. Her face was terribly pale, and he didn't think it was strange even if she fell in the next second.

If Kazami Yuka catches up with this situation, it will be completely over. What should I do? What to do!

Wu Ye looked down at the feeling of gambling with his hands, it was really uncomfortable.

"It's actually like this, hehehe, what a wonderful fate."

During the gap, Yakumo Murasaki felt happier than ever before: "The accident at that time was actually because of her existence. Yata bird, that hatred for Onmyoji, and those words said by Kazami Yuka, must be She certainly is."

"It seems like this," Yakumo Lan glanced at Akong outside the gap and sighed: "I didn't expect that the original plan was ruined by her. It's really unbelievable. Even with her level of existence Did it also fall into the hands of that person?"

"It's not that she hasn't fallen, at least she hasn't 'dead' yet, although it's almost the same as being dead now."

Yakumo Purple's eyes revealed a light of thought: "This can also be understood why Shiki Ehime and Kazami Yuka are familiar with each other. The key is the Yata bird."

"If we speculate this way, the dead end we set for Feng Jian Yuxiang was also broken by her. No, should we say that we suffered for her?" Yakumo Lan tried to say.

"It should be like this. Although I don't know why the Yata Bird appeared in that place, it must have something to do with Siji Yingji."

"You mean, Hades was aware of our plan at the beginning? He knew that we were going to use the hands of Onmyoji to kill those monsters who opposed it?"

"No, this is not reasonable. There is no reason for the King of Hell to know this. At least she shouldn't know it beforehand, and we can't think of any reason for her to rescue the monster as the King of Hell."

After a pause, Yakumo Purple's face showed a smile again: "No matter what the reason is, we finally know why Kazami Yuxiang was not killed by that brat Seimei. The result of two versus one was actually a 'death' Once injured, it was a wise choice for us not to deal with that monster ourselves."