Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

Therefore, the Son of God is the one who can shoulder heavy responsibilities.

You must care more about the Son of God... This is the most reasonable choice...

There were constant screams in the room, black smoke rising continuously, and stumps and broken arms flying around...

He squatted down, carefully checked the situation of Miko who was almost dizzy due to the loss of strength and deep panic, and then supported her body.

"You can rest at ease, Mr. Xue." He said comfortingly, "With Mr. Chaoyun here, neither Yang Yan nor Wraith can pose any threat to any of us. It's-"

Things are looking a little bad for Miko.She opened her eyes wide in panic, panted shortly, and pressed her chest, as if in pain.

"After all your companions have arrived, I can ask Shun to take a look for you." Xiaosong had to add, although he felt that Miko was not injured in the battle just now, and the situation should not be too serious—but The cruel and indifferent killing that is unfolding in front of him, and the fact that the initiator of this killing is actually a partner who has been fighting together all this time, the soft, beautiful and reassuring older sister that Miko always thought of, this fact is obviously deeply rooted. A deep blow to the truly pure and kind-hearted Son of God.

The outstanding and beautiful elder sister she has been looking up to, originally had dark and indifferent factors flowing in her blood, and she can tear the enemy into pieces fiercely without mercy - the collapse of that beautiful image is what caused her to be hit so hard The real reason.

...Thinking about it now, the methods Chao Yun used in the previous battles were really just small tricks.

When they met for the first time, she threw a large group of Yang Yan into the fire - shouldn't he have guessed that this woman is not unusual.

Even those who have different political views among Yaba, whether it is Sakamoto Ryoma, Takasugi Shinsaku, or Okita Souji, aren't they always waving their swords and fighting in an upright manner.Even if he killed Wraith or Yang Yan, he used legitimate methods.

Only the evil god girl can control those ugly creations by stretching out her hand, and throw them into hell with a flick of her finger——

...as she does now.

Where does her power come from?Are her powers never ending? ...He didn't know the answers to these questions.

His companions have not arrived for a long time, even if most of his attention is given to the weak God, he can't help but feel strange.

Was it Tianhai who sent other Yangyan troops to hold back other companions who are also eight leaves in other places?

He noticed that the face of the Evil God girl began to turn pale.

Beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and it flowed down, sticking the broken hair from her temples to the skin on her forehead; her gestures to control Yang Yan began to slow down, and her raised arms began to tremble—he didn’t know what her extraordinary ability was. Depending on how she flows out of her body, drives and destroys those evil monsters, but what he can see now is that she is approaching the limit bit by bit in terms of physical fitness and strength——

Komatsu pushed Miko to the corner of the wall behind him, then stood up suddenly, and picked up the long knife that had just been thrown on the tatami to save Miko.

Almost immediately, he and she were once again surrounded by Yang Yan.

No, "surrounded" may not be accurate.

Xiaosong guarded the position near the wall in the house, while fighting the approaching Yang Yan, and at the same time, he was distracted to protect Shenzi who was almost dizzy due to loss of strength and was temporarily unable to rejoin the battle.And the Evil God girl stood on the outer side, approaching the door, trying her best to block the Yang Yan that had knocked down the entire barrier door and poured in from the corridor like a tide.

However, the entire row of barrier doors in this room along the corridor had already been knocked to pieces by Yang Yan rushing in, and fell to the ground.No matter how powerful the ability of that evil girl named "Chaoyun" was, she couldn't simultaneously cover the open area that was as wide as half a corridor.

Although he stayed alone in the Satsuma Mansion, he did intend to lure Yang Yan to come to attack and gather again to surround and annihilate him, but what Xiao Song didn't expect was that the number of Yang Yan who appeared here today far exceeded his imagine.

He gritted his teeth and swung the long knife, chopping down another Kagero who slipped into the room from outside Chaoyun's control.

His arm was also starting to ache, and he couldn't lift it up a bit.What happened today was far from what he expected.The number of Kagero is unimaginable, but Yaye's other companions have not been able to rush to support.He suspected that all of this was caused by Tianhai, but there was actually no other way but to fight to the death——

When the word "death battle" flooded into his brain, which was almost exhausted and felt dizzy for a while, his vision flickered.

It turned out to be Kagero, bypassing Chaoyun's defensive range in front of the fallen shoji door, rushing into the room, and pounced on him!

On the sharp knife in the hand of the hideous and distorted monster, the blade reflected a cold light, and suddenly flashed!

Xiao Song hastily crossed the long knife in his hand, intending to block the blade in Yang Yan's hand.But the long knife is convenient when attacking, but it is quite inconvenient to defend in such a small space in the house; in addition, he is almost out of strength, his arms are sore, and he can't lift the long knife enough to block the opponent's blade at that moment Location--

At the very moment when death was close at hand, Xiao Song only felt his brain humming and his vision suddenly flickered!

It was the muffled sound of the sharp and cold blade cutting through the flesh and cutting into the mortal body.

It was the sound of water drops falling.

It was the sound of water falling on the tatami——

It was the sound of blood dripping down!

Komatsu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The vision in front of him was actually blurred.Only to be seen—a shadowy outline, a dark shadow—

Who is that... who is it? !

Who is... in front of his eyes...?

Who... rushed towards him and hugged him tightly? !

On the tatami, drop by drop gradually filled a small puddle, whose blood...? !

Xiao Song desperately opened his eyes wide, and then opened them again.But he seemed to have suddenly lost his clear vision, and he couldn't see clearly.

He could only see that the black figure rushing to hug him in front of him suddenly turned around to block in front of him, and opened his arms - and a force surged out of her arms, and that It seemed as if the force could become something visible to the naked eye, and a whirlwind was created, engulfing the dozen or so Yangyans that were still raging in the house and corridors; , they disappeared without a trace!

Komatsu:! ! !

With a bang, he heard his long knife fall to the tatami.

The next moment, the figure standing in front of him felt like a paper puppet whose strength had been evacuated from his whole body. His body softened and he fell back on his back!

Komatsu subconsciously stretched out his arms to pick it up.Then, that figure fell into his arms.He could feel that his right hand was quickly covered with a sticky and wet feeling, and tiny drops of water slipped through his fingers and fell down.

No, that's not a drop of water.

He finally understood.

That's blood.

He blinked violently a few times.Vision finally became clear.He looked down.

It's that evil girl.

The face that was always full of vitality and smiling is now pale.Her eyes seemed to be blankly open, looking up at the space above her, but it seemed like she didn't see anything in her eyes.Her body sat on the ground in a strange twisted posture, her right hand crossed her abdomen and pressed her left waist; Xiaosong looked along her hand, and found bright red blood gushing out from between her fingers .

Komatsu:? !

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Yang Yan... that Yang Yan who rushed over to attack him... stabbed Zhao Yun? !

This fact suddenly rushed into his blank brain, and for a moment his eyes were dazzled, and his brain was frozen.

"Why... is this...?!"

He heard his own voice, so trembling, so weak, so full of unbelievable pain; but at this moment of bewilderment, a powerful reason suddenly appeared and told him clearly: This is the truth.

The Evil God girl gasped shallowly, as if even breathing had become very painful, and she paused for a moment before accumulating enough strength to make a sound.Then she replied:

"Why...? Ah... it's the body... that got up on its own initiative..."

Xiao Song felt that his breath almost didn't come up, it just stuck in his throat, forming a hard lump, which made his eyes red.

"Why do you want to come back... I have clearly ordered you to deliver a letter to the Changzhou Mansion..." He heard his own voice, a little unreal, as if it had been distorted by strong emotions; raging anger mixed with a sense of weakness and powerlessness, together It surged up, making his chest seem like it was about to burst open in an instant.

However, when he said the words with red eyes and full of anger, only a chuckle came from her.

"If I don't come back... the dead... will become Mr. Komatsu. What a pity—"

At that moment, Xiao Song felt that the blood all over his body suddenly rushed to the top of his head.His forehead swelled up and down, as if some emotions were about to erupt from there.

"I've already made up my mind...!" He yelled, "Even if I disappear, it's out of my own will, and I don't regret it—! But you...but you...!"

The Evil God girl laughed hoarsely.