The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

Human thoughts are conveyed to the whole body through the thinking circuit of the brain, and then take action.

However, if the body moves before the brain's thinking circuit is developed, then driving the body at this time is not a response after thinking and weighing the pros and cons, but instinct.

The person Takeya saved was the natural enemy of the monster, and he could clearly feel the questioning eyes behind him.

"Aaron."

With the two hands holding each other tightly, the confusion and distress that Qingming once felt seemed to have evaporated in this moment, leaving only pure peace and long-lost relief.

The intertwining was more than just the heart, the invisible fire of greed and Qingming's hand mirror were resonating, and an incredible miracle came before them again. Qingming's scarred body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shikigami·Tianyi."

There was no chanting, just the name of the shikigami was spoken. In just a few breaths, Qingming's aura returned to its peak again, and there were even signs of improvement.

"Thank you, Aaron."

After saying this, Qingming suddenly felt relieved. She put a hand on Takeya's shoulder and slowly stood up from the ground. Then she gently pushed Takeya away, leaving only a strong wind on her side. .

"Impossible! Can an injury of that level recover so quickly?!" Looking at Qingming rising into the sky, Cuixiang couldn't believe it.

Seimei's monster-level resilience surprised her even more than Takeya's temporary "rebellion".

Riding on the swift wind, Seimei broke through the blockade of Lan and Youxiang in the blink of an eye, and came to Yakumo Murasaki. The flame in his hand broke through from red to white in an instant, and his cutting movements were unambiguous.

Although Yakumo Purple was surprised by all the sudden changes, she still maintained the most basic calmness. She was already escaping into the gap when Seimei rushed up, but Seimei's speed was unexpected.

Damn it, it’s too late!

Yakumo Zi gritted her teeth and followed her heart. The power of the realm acted on herself and Seimei at the same time. She was ready to take the opponent's move forcefully.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, the spiritual energy in the air suddenly began to flow backwards, gathering towards the ground, and the blood-red light that eclipsed the sky and the earth was flickering.

Yakumo Purple narrowed her eyes so fast that she couldn't see clearly what Takeya was holding in his hand. However, she was just shocked by Takeya's operation and couldn't guarantee that this blow was aimed at Seimei. Still aiming at her!

Not to mention Yakumo Purple, even Takeru didn't understand what he was doing.

Chaos was already an established fact, and he didn't know why he saved Qingming. Maybe it was because the other party had done the same thing to him.

Takeya couldn't let go of Seimei's unreserved trust, but he couldn't watch Seimei kill Yakumo Murasaki. Neither party was willing to give up, and both of them wanted to save him.

This is undoubtedly whimsical, but even if he is scolded, it will happen later. Now, his body is always one step ahead of his thinking.

"Magic Gun——"

"Take the move! Tianba Fengshen Kick!!"

"Varied--?!"

The magic gun seemed to be out of power. Under Takeya's stunned expression, it dissipated along with the breathless blood red. Seimei, who returned from the original route, bounced himself away like a ball. Both of them were He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.

"who?"

The feeling of being kicked back to the ground was not pleasant at all, especially when this guy deliberately kicked him in the face. Qingming had an obvious shoe mark on his head and looked very ugly.

This familiar routine made her originally warm expression turn extremely cold in an instant.

The red and white miko uniform was still filled with a feeling of poverty, and the immortal who arrived at the feet in time to prevent the miko from falling to the ground in a panic was also the same as in her memory, but all of this made her feel very strange.

Not for anything else, but because these women, who were supposed to be her friends and protectors of humanity, were now siding with the monsters.

"What does this mean, Reimu?" Qingming asked with a gloomy face.

"I said, Seimei, it's just a fight, there's no need to kill him, right?" Reimu picked her ears with her fingers indecently, and even though the shrine maiden's clothes were hung everywhere, she still teased Seimei with a relaxed expression.

"A fight?" Qingming stood up, patted the dust on his body, stared at Reimu and said, "Is this a fight?"

"Really? Even so, no matter what, that's it."

"That's it?"

"That's right, since I'm here, it's impossible for you to continue to do whatever you want." Lingmeng's words were righteous, but if he changed his position, it might sound more reasonable.

"Reimu, do you want to protect the monster?" Qingming's eyes were so cold that they seemed to freeze.

"I'm not protecting youkai," Reimu said with his hands on his hips, refusing to give in even a step, "I'm protecting my friends!"

Hearing these words, Yakumo Purple felt mixed emotions in her heart, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Reimu, you."

"Shut up, you idiot." Unexpectedly, Lingmeng turned around and cursed.

"Huh?" Yakumo Zi's face froze.

"Show me the difference in strength, idiot, idiot!" Lingmeng taught Yakumozi loudly: "You are a big monster, and you are causing me trouble all day long! Don't you think that my old lady, a witch, will save you, a monster? What a shame! Idiot! And the most important thing is that you bastard has never paid me any wages!"

"." Yakumo Zi blushed, and at the same time, a number of wells appeared on her forehead uncontrollably.

Although it was inappropriate to think this way, Yakumo Purple really wanted to go up and hit Reimu on the head a few times. Reimu's series of scoldings almost stepped on all the thunder.

"call--"

In one breath, she avenged all the sins she had suffered over the years. Lingmeng's face was full of joy. She couldn't help but laugh three times. After that, she put away her joking expression and turned around to face Qingming said:

"That's it. Although it is said that we are careless in making friends, this guy and I are also friends. It is impossible to watch her being dismissed by you, Seimei."

"If that's the case, there's nothing I can do." Qingming sighed softly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a flat arc.

"Well, since there is no other way, why don't we each give in?" Lingmeng said with a smile, as if talking about the ease of daily life on her face.

"It's a pity that that's impossible," Qingming shook his head and said, "I can't care if the miko doesn't do her job properly. The work of the onmyoji cannot be given up just because of a few words from you."

"It's really difficult, I remember you are the one who likes to be passive and sabotage the most?" Lingmeng scratched her head and said in distress.

"Normally, it's true. After all, guys who are better than me are working so hard, so it doesn't matter if I'm lazy, but now -"

Qingming raised her head to face the sun, her smile showing a bit of terror: "Master Master has passed away, Lai Guang has been defeated, even Reimu can't rely on you, it seems that I am the only one left."

"Qingming."

"There's nothing to say. Since you're going to hinder me, you're fine. At worst, I'll get rid of you too, Reimu, you traitor."

"Hey, let me tell you, your current gloomy personality doesn't match you at all. You were cuter and more sensible before," Lingmeng shrugged and chuckled, "I'm going to kill you? Ha! You sound really good. You’re not young, Onmyoji!”