From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 440 Your Knife Smells of the Underworld
"You—you are Su Mo? Why did you save me?!"

Kagura stared blankly at the man in black who was holding a silver-haired little loli behind her, with a surprised expression on his face.

It stands to reason that this is the first time she has seen this person that Naluo hated so much.

And facing her question: "Yo, Shashengzi met again!"

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"Hey Shashengzi, why did you run away when you saw me! Give me some face!!"

As if he had seen something unclean, Shashengzi chose to turn around and leave.

And Su Mo directly ignored Kagura who was staring at him blankly as if nothing had happened before, and stepped up to chase after Shashengzi.

"How many times have I told you to either call me Sesshomaru or Sesshouji!"

Princess Xiguo's displeasure echoed in the smiling wind.

"Don't make trouble, you are not a man, it is really rude to call you Sesshomaru."

Su Mo's voice was so giggling, it was so thick-skinned that no one could associate it with the genocide who destroyed the world while talking and laughing.

"Then call me Shasheng Ji, or I will kill you."

"Okay Shashengzi, I understand Shashengzi."

Anyway, even if you fight, you can't beat me.

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"Um, that, what happened?"

Yezi and his party who just arrived were silently in a daze.

"Well, Kagura, didn't I smell your blood and the smell of Naraku's miasma before, and thought you had already"

Miss Yezi began to wonder if she had rhinitis and lost her sense of smell.

"No, my betrayal of Naraku was indeed discovered, but——I was saved by that person. To be honest, I don't even know the reason."

Obviously, they have never even met each other before, and they belong to two opposing camps.
"Ah, it really is Uncle Hundan who made the move."

After hearing this explanation, and thinking of Su Mo who had just left with Shashengzi in front of them, Yezi understood it all at once.

".So you suddenly understood what?"

Kagome suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with the opponent's brain circuit.

"Because that guy likes flowers very much."

Ye Zi took it for granted.

"so?"

Kagura was stunned.

"He probably thinks that if you, a person full of Naraku's miasma, die here, it will make these flowers unattractive."

Yezi made everyone's eyes twitch without saying a word.

"So he rescued you back. Well, Kagura, you chose a place to die pretty well. If you just find some desolate place to die, he probably won't even look at you."

That's it for the summary.

Is there any benefit to being a little romantic in love these days?
"capricious."

Maitreya sighed.

"It's really capricious."

Coral nods.

"Sometimes he's more like a child than me!"

Qibao jumped out.

"That parent taught this? Is this really good?"

Kagome thought about it.

Well, the last thought is the scariest - Lord of Flowers of the Seasons: excuse-me?

Oh, by the way, Mica is actually the one who expresses his own opinion, and as for what it said.
"Chirp!"

Hmm, completely ignorant!

".Why are you still following me!"

On the other side, Shashengzi turned his head and glared at Su Mo with a ferocious expression.

——Well, the word hideous is her own imagination, and if she had a masculine appearance, such an expression would indeed be shockingly intimidating, but now.
"Hey, I didn't realize that you are so cute when you roll your eyes, Sha Sangko! Come, come, come, roll one more time!"

Su Mo felt that he was addicted to flirting with the cold-faced girl in front of him.

"Humph!"

Chong——!
He directly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the heavy and sharp pressure of the sword immediately smoothed out all the raised things on the surrounding ground.

"If there is such a disagreement, let's start a fight."

Su Mo smiled, but there was no surprise: "Then come."

Anyway, it's not that he came here without meaning in this respect—well, he mainly watched Ms. Sakiko struggling in the same place and panicking after him. For a person with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder like him, looking at his own An acquaintance who can't move forward because of a very simple thing (in his own eyes) is really a pretty painful thing.

So he felt that he would fight with the other party - anyway, Shashengzi was not the kind of talkative person who could be persuaded with words. Well, of course, the most important problem was that Su Mo's skills were not pointed to the mouth.

It's not good if you accidentally add fuel to the fire.

Although what he said before was no different from adding fuel to the fire.

Then Su Mo let go of Esther's hand, and the little sword elf obediently walked aside.

".Doesn't even draw the sword—are you insulting me for killing a child?!"

Sacrifice's face was gloomy as if it could drip water.

"You admit that you killed a child!"

In the end, Su Mo was happily not grasping the point.

"Fighting ghosts and gods!!"

With a soft drink, Sha Shengzi moved forward the broad sword in his hand a little bit angrily.

Ka-! ! !
"This sword is called Fighting Ghosts?"

With a wave of his hand, Su Mo scattered the oncoming sword pressure with his sword energy, and said, "Good sword pressure, but not enough."

Although there is no sword in his hand, it is not difficult for Su Mo to sway sword energy out of thin air.

"Isn't it enough? Use your own body to experience it and you'll know if it's enough!!"

Holding the long sword and rushing forward like lightning, the tip of the sword reached Su Mo's throat when an almost blurred figure appeared in front of Su Mo.

"It is indeed a very sharp sword."

However, the long sword named Fighting Ghosts, which has a sword pressure that is astonishing as ghosts and gods, can't get an inch—because it has been gently pinched by five fingers.

"But Shashengzi, before you draw your own knife, my sword doesn't need to be unsheathed."

A few drops of scarlet blood dripped from his hands and neck. Although the sword pressure of Fighting Ghosts and Gods had already left deep scars on the surrounding rocks before being stopped, the impact on Su Mo was only slightly scratched Erpi still lifted his black hair and ink clothes up and down.

Well, of course, this guy has mobilized a certain degree of magic power to wrap his body, otherwise, no matter how tough the body is, it may not be just a small injury.

"My own knife? Natural teeth can't cut people at all."

The indifferent words were mixed with slight anger.

The fact that the sword she inherited is a natural tooth has always made the proud Shashengji feel very sad.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she didn't know why her father put so much thought into letting that half-demon inherit his fangs of destruction, while the eldest daughter only got a chicken rib that couldn't be cut.

That's right, for Sachiko, the knife called Tianshengya is just tasteless.

"Although the meaning of understanding is a bit off, I still want to ask a question - have you really understood your natural teeth?"

Su Mo sighed, and flicked the killing ghost lightly with his fingers - the buzzing vibration almost made the opponent lose his grip on the hilt.

"What do you mean!?"

"That knife smells like the underworld."

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(End of this chapter)