Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The two were just walking.

The clogging of clogs echoed in the night sky.

I do not know how long it has been.

Yu Zhongming asked: "Is the relationship between Saori and Jiufeng's family very good? Are you a business partner? I just met today, and I was almost startled by complimenting each other like this. I didn't expect your business communication It can be so smooth."

Asakura Saori looked up at him, with a strange tone in her tone, as if she was surprised why Yu Zhongming asked such a question.

"No! She and I are obviously competing with each other on business matters, where is the flattery?"

"Huh?" Yu Zhongming was very surprised: "Are you...are you competing?"

"That's right." Saori Asakura said calmly: "You may not know, Ming-kun. Asakura General Trading and the consortium headed by the Jiufeng family have many business competitions. The first sentence of her opening sentence today is to ask I pretended not to know what my family looked like, and indirectly expressed my disdain and dissatisfaction with my mother."

"Huh? Expressed dissatisfaction?" Yu Zhongming couldn't figure it out.

"Yes, and then she emphasized her noble status as a branch of the royal family and despised our family." Saori Asakura continued.

"Contempt? Isn't it self-humility?" Yu Zhongming couldn't understand the meaning of these words. Could it be that he heard everything wrong at the banquet just now?

Asakura Saori ignored him: "Then I said that she only uses her status as a royal to overwhelm others, and doesn't understand real business competition. She retorted to me that my mother does not leave any room for things, and only knows how to squeeze profits." [Chao] Cangzhihu] This nickname was given by my mother when she bought a bankrupt company in Tokyo. She was said to be too reckless in business and didn't know how to be kind to others. I wanted to refute her again. But thinking that she is the host, it's not appropriate to let her down on the stage, so I let it go lightly."

"That's what you said..." Yu Zhongming suddenly realized.

Asakura Saori was a little shy: "I also just learned it at the Asakura branch home recently, and I didn't understand it before."

"turn out to be........"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Zhongming suddenly took out the inscription knife Bai Wugou from the void, and watched the roof above vigilantly.

Behind Saori Asakura, the figure of [Warrior of Underworld] Kai slowly emerged, and a sense of claustrophobic death loomed.

"Kai, protect Saori well, I'll come as soon as I go." Yu Zhongming turned around with sword energy, tapped his feet, and leaped over the roof of the five-story low building next to him.

On a rainy night, the distance was hazy, and an orange-red figure quickly moved across the roof.

Behind it, a demon dressed in a monk's uniform, holding a round fan and a hammer, with black wings on his back, chased after him like a black lightning.

The black-winged ghost waved a fan in its hand, and invisible wind blades cut through it. The orange-red figure couldn't dodge in time, and a bloody flower was cut out of his calf.

Instantly fell to the bottom.

Yaohu Buzhuo and Tengu?

Why is Yaohu Buhuo hunted down by the Tengu?

This idea flashed through Yu Zhongming's mind, but without hesitation, the sword energy shot out like an arrow.

In mid-air, the long knife at the waist was unsheathed, and the snow-white blade shone without light in the rainy night.

A beautiful chuckle quietly appeared under the night sky.

The sword light spanned countless distances in an instant like lightning.

cut!

The Black Wing Tengu suddenly sensed the approaching breath of death, spread his wings, and the wind howled, his body changed suddenly, and he rushed to the sky at a straight angle.

Yu Zhongming stood in front of the orange fox, slowly hugging it into his arms.He took out a talisman in his hand, and the spiritual light lingered and covered Yaohu Buhuo's injured calf.

The blood-oozing wound improved visibly with the naked eye.

"Ah~! Brother Yuzhong, you actually saved Yu once." Yaohu Buhuo's weak voice came from his arms.

"What's going on here? Why did Monk Tiangou chase you down?" Yu Zhongming asked seriously.

The little fox didn't answer, but just said: "Hey, little brother. Let's get rid of the matter in front of me first, how about I talk to you later?"

"Dharma altar? Three vehicles, three awakenings, three lives and three meetings!"

Above the sky, the black-winged tengu spread its wings wide, as if dark clouds covered the sun, and the hammer in its hand turned into a ball of fluorescent lights and threw him to sit down.

The light is generous in an instant, Sanskrit sounds are sung, countless Buddhas and goddesses are looming, and the sky is blooming.

A luxurious dharma altar painted with lotus flowers, precious trees, and incense barriers slowly solidified.

The black-winged tengu sits cross-legged on the altar, pinching the futon with his hands, like a Buddha smiling while holding flowers.

"The Dharma altar image of Guangjing Sect?" Yu Zhongming was surprised. He didn't expect this black-winged dog ghost to realize the Dharma altar image that only eminent monks and virtuous people can practice successfully.

Standing on the roof, Yu Zhongming looked up at the graceful and peaceful black-winged tengu, and asked, "You tengu ghost, why do you want to hunt down this little fox? I think you are also a man of good morals. Stained with blood. I think it is not easy for you to practice as a demon, so I don't care about you for now. Leave quickly, don't sacrifice the sword in my hand."

"This benefactor, the little monk was entrusted by someone and had to capture the nine-tailed demon fox. Please forgive me."

Yu Zhongming held a sword in one hand and hugged Yaohu with the other without confusion.

The sword energy surged under his feet, lifting his figure into the sky.

Sword flower in one hand.

The beauty chuckled and echoed in the night sky.

"I am a swordsman, and the sword I use is indomitable. But if there is a conflict, I can't handle it. Be careful, monk."

Before the words fell, a dark silver line flashed past, as if to cut the world into two parts.

"Three vehicles? Shravaka vehicles."