The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"You came at just the right time. It looks like you've got your things back?"

Although it was a question, Shiki Yingji said it in an affirmative tone. At this moment, she and Sheng Bailian were the only two people left in the right and wrong hall.

The Shinigami lying on the ground had lost consciousness, and the figures of Toyohime Wattsuki and Eirin Yashimi also disappeared.

Siji Yingji slowly picked up the pen and continued her work, but her eyes ignored the pocket watch dripping blood on the doll's chest in Sheng Bailian's hand.

The smell of blood made Ji Yingji couldn't help but frown, and said dissatisfied: "I should have told you to bring the things back in a 'peaceful' way, right?"

"This is force majeure," Sheng Bailian closed her eyes and said with a sad face, "I didn't expect it to be so deeply integrated with the maid."

".never mind."

Thousands of words came to her lips, but they were just plain words. In the final analysis, Shiki Yingji never really thought about what to blame. They were not in a superior-subordinate relationship. At best, they just acted together for some reasons. That’s all.

"No matter what, everything is ready now, it's just that one step away."

"Yes, the power of the three parties, the moon, hell, me, plus the ancestor Hakurei Miko, must take down that one this time."

Shiki Yingji stared at the Holy White Lotus quietly, and after a pause, Yijiu's writing finally slowly landed on the scroll: "I already know the princess's thoughts. The thoughts of the previous witches are not difficult to guess, but you, why?"

"My lord, what do you want to say?"

"You are not an insider," Shiki Yingji said firmly: "I can't detect anything similar to ours from your body. You are just an ordinary magician who remains in this era, right? "

"That's true," Sheng Bailian confessed, "I'm just an ordinary person who got strength from my younger brother."

"Then why do you want to help us? I really can't figure out how you, who has lived on the ground for only a thousand years, can have any grudge against the goddess on the moon."

"She and I have no grudge against the Moon Goddess." Sheng Bailian lowered her head and gently wiped away the blood on the doll, even if her own cuffs were stained with dark red traces. care.

"Holy White Lotus, who are you?"

"I've already said it, haven't I? I'm just an ordinary magician," Sheng Bailian stood there quietly, like a dusty old painting, exuding an aura of decay.

"I just got time and mission from my younger brother. In the past, I borrowed his precious 'life' from my younger brother Minglian. All I have to do now is give back what I borrowed."

The mysterious words made Shiki Yingji frown, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind. She seemed to have thought of a certain possibility, and the book she wrote accidentally added a few drops of ink.

"You, could it be?"

"It's a kind of fate to be able to meet you, Lord Yama. I hope that we can meet again in the future. No, it will be someday." Sheng Bailian greeted Shiki Yingji from afar, and then slowly left the right and wrong. Quzhi Hall.

Staring at the place where Saint White Lotus left and the empty hall for a long time, Shiki Yingji suddenly showed a strange smile: "You deserve to jump into the river, haha, what a sin."

At the same time, the moon.

"It was so dangerous, so dangerous. I was almost discovered."

The immortal, who pretended to be careful and patted his chest while playing with the chisel that penetrated the wall, slowly followed behind Jing. From time to time he would look at the surrounding scenery and make strange noises.

This look like she was shopping naturally made Jing unhappy for a while. She turned her head and said with a grin: "Hey, Xie Xian, you are quite leisurely. Have you prepared all the things you need to prepare?"

"Of course, but you, can you be sure that Yakumo Purple won't suddenly turn around and give us a surprise?"

"Zi can't do that," Jing shook her head and said, "I'm just an undead wandering around. For her, there's nothing to worry about. It's just the length of time."

As he spoke, the shadow belonging to Hakurei Miko under Shizuo's feet swayed quietly, everything was so weird.

Huo Qing'e lowered her head and glanced at the shadow on the ground. She didn't answer, but stopped and said, "That's it. It's time for us to separate."

"Yes." Looking around at the location, it was less than a hundred steps away from the Moon Prison. Jing nodded and said, "I'll leave it to you over there. Is there really no problem?"

"Don't worry, as long as Yakumo Purple activates the power of the gap again to open the passage on the moon, I will be able to complete the final process, but you." Huo Qing'e raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Are you sure?"

"In a one-on-one situation, do you think I will lose?" With a ding, Jing took out a golden key from her pocket, hung it on the end of a silver chain, and shook it in the air, trembling lightly.

The moment she saw the golden key, Huo Qing'e took a step back subconsciously. It was not the first time she had seen this thing, but when Jing held it in her hand, she seemed to be able to read some other meaning from the other person's half-smiling expression. Come.

After thinking about this, Huo Qing'e silently took another step back, and then smiled nonchalantly: "It seems that you are indeed prepared. With it, the goddess will definitely not be your opponent in one-on-one. I only care about you." Do you really remember my advice?"

"Hell plus you and me, not to mention there are people on the moon who want the life of that goddess, don't you think this is enough?"

"Not enough," Huo Qing'e's eyes narrowed slightly: "Chang'e is much more cautious than Shenqi. Her body, soul, and the weapons of sin she holds are not all together. If you want to kill her, you must kill these three parts of the body at the same time. kill them all."

"Don't worry. Why do you think the King of Hell deliberately asked Mianyue Toyohime to lure Yonglin away? You don't really think it's because she wants to see master and apprentice kill each other out of spite, right?"

Putting the harsh words on her lips, Jing said indifferently: "The weapon of sin, the King of Hell, will find someone to do it for us. Thanks to the turkey, her spare body has long been burned to ashes, and the rest Just a broken soul, I will let her rest in peace."

After saying that, Jing strode towards the Moon Prison. In a daze, Huo Qing'e seemed to see a familiar red and white color in the back.

"Let me tell you," she called out and asked coldly, "Why on earth are you helping us?"

"Huh?" Jing glanced at Huo Qing'e, who was rarely serious, and suddenly laughed and said: "Hey, hey, did you make a mistake? Don't be too pretentious. Hey, who wants to help you? I'm just looking at that The goddess is just not pleasing to the eye."