When the fake Marysu wears Kurolo

Gods and demons.

A handsome young man with half-length red hair and open chest muscles. The back of the unsheathed samurai sword is resting on his right shoulder, shining a frightening cold light. , The monsters full of evil spirit stopped in front of the ox cart of Kamo's family without any scruples.

The dimly lit street suddenly darkened, and pairs of ferocious red eyes on the opposite side of the oxcart looked at the prey cruelly and greedily with bestiality.

There are few people walking in Heian-kyo at night, unless you are willing to feed a demon with your body, and the rumors of demon cannibalism are raging in the dust.

The queue beside the bullock cart was a little restless, but it calmed down quickly. The young man noticed it, and was a little surprised, but kept his expression on.

It is said that in Dajiang Mountain, there is a ghost named Jiu Tun Tongzi who led a group of ghosts to live there. They did all kinds of evil, built iron-cast palaces without permission, sneaked into rich people's homes at night to steal treasures, kidnapped women and children and used them as food.

But now Shuten-douji was carelessly stopping in front of Kamo Baoxian's bullock cart, with the posture of a night walk of a hundred ghosts, but with a little careless arrogance on his expression.

"It is rumored in Kyoto that the constitutional son of He Mao's family is a master of yin and yang. He ascended to the emperor's heaven, and descended to accuse the descendants of the earth, conferring gods." Jiu Tun-dou tilted his head, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened wide, and the long and narrow animal-like pupils shone with an icy light. , the corners of his mouth grinned in a strange arc, with wild joy.

"The newly-appointed gods do not stay in their own kingdom of God, but instead walk in the world as human beings. Could it be that they cannot abandon their kinship for only a hundred years, or rely on the backing of Gao Tianyuan, who cannot descend to the lower realm, or... are so conceited that with their own strength, Can you protect the godhead?"

With a sneer, without waiting for an answer, Shuten-douji swung his sword and pointed at the quiet bullock cart, his voice full of murderous intent: "Kill!"

All the demons and ghosts turned into shadows like a flood that opened the gate, and there was a rapid sound of piercing through the air, filled with monster aura, accompanied by extremely excited "Jie Jie" strange laughter.

A circular enchantment shining with a whitish light appeared above the bullock cart. The enchantment lines were complicated, and the sun, moon and stars were contained in it, moving along a wonderful arc, and a faint white shimmer shrouded it, protecting everyone in it. Wherever the monster touches, light pops out as if activated.

All the monsters were rebounded by a force majeure, and fell to the ground like dumplings, and even most of them were torn and dismembered because they couldn't bear it, leaving only corpses and streets stained with the blood of monsters. .

The atmosphere became tense in an instant, Jiu Tun-douji seemed to be extremely angry, his evil spirit was surging like boiling water, arousing his flying hair, his long knife was sharp, and he went forward indomitably.

Swift as a bolt of lightning, containing Shuten-douji's long-stored momentum, it split the darkness in the deep night, and his mind was also captured by it.

This knife shook the barrier, and the blade slowly squeezed into the light. For a while, the light at the place where the two faced each other became brighter, and the circular barrier also began to shake. The cow pulling the cart in the barrier was frightened and gasped heavily. He shook his head wildly, but his limbs began to go limp, and even the originally calm waiter began to panic and become confused.

With a sound of "嗖~", something rushed down from the car, invisible to the naked eye, leaving only the slightly shaking curtain.

"Ding~", with an inaudible sound, Shuten Doji's pupils dilated slightly, and the refined famous sword collected with painstaking efforts fell to the ground with a "Dang", split in two from the middle, and there was even rapid friction on the smooth cut And stay red hot.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw a pretty little girl squatting down, her eyes bent into crescent moons, she was gnawing on the arm of the demon, "creak creak creak..." The flesh and blood were all gone, she bit on the white bone, crunchy. The sound of chewing came, and the little girl's cheeks flushed, as if she was enjoying some delicious food.

The huge silver dog howled, it stood upright, its smooth fur fluttered, and its body was as tall as two people. Circled the bullock cart, suppressed his instinct to rush forward and fight, ready to go.

The restless train quieted down, everyone looked confused, only the cows pulling the carts flicked their tails leisurely, very docile.

As if woken up, Jiu Tun-douji turned around, didn't take a look at the striking shikigami, and stared at the ox cart, Kamo Hosen stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, his white and slender fingers were as warm as jade color.

Shuten-douji shook his head slightly, the extremely greedy desire flashed away under his closed eyelids, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear.

Kuroro was sitting in the car, wearing a hunting coat embroidered with dark patterns, without a crown, his crow-feather-colored hair was loose, and two strands of long hair hung on both sides of his face. He raised his eyes, and the starlight shattered for a moment, There are galaxies revolving, like the universe is born suddenly.

He has a graceful attitude and an indifferent expression, as if he is sitting here, this is his divine seat, and his divine kingdom is all around.

Even breathing is like blasphemy, and even the moonlight is as soft as clear water.

The gap between Huangquan and Biluo.

Shuten-douji took a step back in a daze, his whole body shook slightly, and a strange blush crept up his face.

He turned his head and glanced at Kurolo secretly.

Glancing again, a blush crept up the pinnae.

"Crack!" He Moshaluo bit off the entire leg bone in one bite, and looked over with a stern look like eating people.

As if mustering up his courage, he looked at Kuroro squarely, his eyes shy, glistening like a pool of spring water.

He Maoshaluo smashed a piece of monster bone that didn't know where the body was located, and the murderous look in his eyes was almost substantive.

Shuten-douji picked up the broken samurai sword, reversed the blade, and stabbed it into the left chest.

He lowered his eyebrows, cut open the flesh, cut open the ribs, and took out the heart.

A heart that still beats when it is taken out.

His hands were covered with blood, holding the still beating heart in both hands, he knelt on the ground and offered to Kuroro, his stubborn face that refused to bow his head was full of crazy love.

"Boom, boom, boom..." He Moshaluo had already stood up, and there was a chilling sound of grinding his teeth. Although his whole body was blackened, he still didn't dare to come forward.

Shuten Doji suddenly realized, he frowned and looked at the blood dripping heart, took out a sealing stone, and sealed the heart inside.

The bright red sealing stone had a strange color, Shuten-douji offered it again, this time he buried his head deeply.

A maid transformed by Shikigami stepped forward, took the sealing stone, and presented it up.

Shuten-douji exhaled deeply, deeply.

I am king in heaven, and you are emperor on earth.

The Amaterasu Goddess stood up from the throne. This beautiful and noble goddess had long hair reaching the ground, and her clothes were winding.

She lowered her eyes, pierced through the vast sky, and looked at the emperor who was looking up, and turned their heads away from each other.

One soul, two parts, I am the king in the sky, and you are the emperor on the earth, even if one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, the eyes are intertwined, and the information is shared.

"I found an opportunity to leave the world."

"Really? Then I will do my best to help you."

The king on Gao Tianyuan closed his eyes, his never fluctuating mood surging like a tide.

Since coming to this world, even becoming the supreme god can't change the anger of being bound.

This has nothing to do with status, nothing to do with emotion, but the difference between two-dimensional and three-dimensional.

It is always the traveler who convinces himself after time travel that the world is real. After receiving the kindness from his parents or others in the world after time travel, the pure warmth flows through his heart, so the traveler realizes that everything in this world is real , The people you come into contact with are also flesh and blood, very real!So they assimilated into the new world.

But no matter how much warmth turns my heart into mud, it can't change the essence of Two-dimensional.Those travelers who say to themselves that the new world exists independently, and that the relevant information in the original world is just the author's chance to get it from the new world, don't know where they got their confidence.

But sorry.I was an author before time travel.With a bright smile, the emperor invited the concubine of the time traveler, and was going to talk by candlelight at night, taking her time to harass Yuan Boya.

The former author discovered that although the few mediocre works uploaded by the emperor had no response, they were still filled in by the self-disciplined author. He could swear with both hands and feet that there had never been such a world that gave him any information.

It's just a Two-dimensional.

Whenever he thinks of this, he will feel pain in his chest, like the original three-dimensional self with flesh and blood, but was crushed into a paper man, his eyes can only look forward, but he is ignorant and unaware.

Just like changing from a human to an ant, from a higher creature to a lower creature.

When I came to this world, I made an oath that regardless of thousands of years, I will gather all my strength to leave this world and find the original.

Amaterasu Goddess opened his eyes, his gaze was like an arrow, wanting to penetrate the world and look at where he had come from.

Everything now is worthless, the emperor sighed, since he reigned, he has never given up this vow, the prosperity is like smoke, but that's all.

Jiu Tuntong packed up the remnants and defeated generals, and returned to Dajiangshan.

Behind him was a group of foolish monsters, even if they survived, they could only hide in a corner, trembling, without any combat power.

Every time he thought of this, the imprint under his footsteps became deeper.

The red fox stands in front of his palace, the standing figure is silent, only the red dress is as warm as before, and the night is just a foil.

Jiu Tun-douzi's eyes darkened, and his pace quickened, until the end it was almost like a gallop.

His figure was like lightning, his five fingers formed into claws, and his long nails were sharp and awe-inspiring, glowing with a shocking green light.His expression was frosty, without fluctuation.

Just like each word has been kneaded tens of thousands of times in the heart, and then chewed a few times, and it pops out from between the gaps in the teeth, Shuten-douji seems to have started to glow coldly: "Yu~zao~qian~~~"

The red fox raised his head, looked directly at the fierce Shuten-douji, glanced at his empty chest, tilted his head, but his expression was still indifferent.