The entire mansion began to tremble.

"What happened?" "Where's Shiko-sama?" "Someone, come!

This place is collapsing! "… Similar words could be heard everywhere.

Junka heard the frantic footsteps outside and thought for a moment.

In the end, she still walked out.

Coincidentally, she ran into a beautiful woman in a twelve-colored robe.

"You … I saw you just now.

Are you Ma Ye -sama's Spirit-branded Retainer? "The woman's eyes lit up when she saw the white-clothed Junka.

She begged, "Please hurry and save Ma Ye -sama …"

"You can see me?" Junka pointed at herself.

She was currently in a rather strange state.

There were so many people coming and going earlier, and some of them were wearing hunting attire.

There was also a Yin-Yang Master wearing a black hat.

However, only Ma Ye Tong was able to see her.

"Yes.

Please go and save him. "The woman said with tears in her eyes," You go ahead.

"Go ahead, that's where there's the most people. Please."

She bowed deeply and disappeared.

Junka couldn't help but sigh at her luck.

She had used the wrong spell yesterday.

She had accidentally shrunk Tsuru Maru.

She had mysteriously transmigrated to the Heian era as a spirit.

And now, she was stopped by someone.

She was begging for help to save him.

Everything seemed like a coincidence.

When put together, there was something unusual about it.

She sighed.

She walked towards where the crowd was.

I don't know what will happen to everyone who took This Pill … especially Tsuru Maru.

He'll probably be the first to discover that her soul is gone. He'll definitely scream in fear.

Tsuru Maru suddenly raised his head.

"Tsurumaru Hall?" Komusubi asked in surprise.

"It's nothing. I just heard Master's voice for a moment just now … it really scared me." Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled wryly.

He looked around and said, "Kohimaru Hall. The capital is just ahead, right?"

Upon hearing this, Komusubi smiled and ate the grilled fish skewer in his hand. "That's right.

But to be honest, I'm not as familiar with this place as Sanchū. "

After all, it was a sword that was given to the Emperor after it was forged. After a long time, it became the Legendary Sword of One Vibration. The only thing left in the world was the impression of "which side's tofu was tastier".

"… It's okay, I still remember a little."

Tsuru Maru said, "If it's Sanchū, he'll have to stay there and settle the matter. But judging from Morikawa's usual attitude towards him, he should be able to join us soon."

"Oh?

Are you talking about Morikawa's respectful and fearful attitude towards Sanchū? "

Komusubi said slowly, "But … considering Master's safety, Morikawa won't tangle with us because we stole the space-time converter."

"Yes, he actually wants to find Master secretly without alerting the other people in the Government of the Hour. Now he's at a critical stage of the game with those people. He can't make the slightest mistake."

Tsuru Maru put his hand on the hilt of the sword and looked straight ahead with a cold expression. "If the other party knows that Master's soul was lured away by the guy suspected to be Retrograde March … it'll be terrible for Morikawa."

In another time and space, Morikawa and Sanchū Sōjin were having a similar conversation.

"To tell you the truth, I'm relieved that you stole the space-time converter."

Morikawa sat on the leather chair and rubbed his temples. "Retrograde March took Senpai … No, Junka Hoshino's soul away from the Government of the Hour. Once this matter is exposed, it's no longer a matter that can be solved in private. Everyone must be informed and a team must be sent out to search.

But if this is the case, the other party will definitely use this as a tool to attack me … "

Because Junka Hoshino wasn't an ordinary employee of the Government of the Hour.

To put it bluntly, her existence was very important, almost equal to the entire Government of the Hour.

"Hahaha, we didn't do this for your sake."

Hearing this sentence, Morikawa was stunned. His eyes couldn't help but fall on the photo frame in front of the table.

"Sanchū, you and I are both people who know the inside story," he said softly.

"I really want Senpai to take a break and not work as hard as before. This is also the reason why I desperately escaped with people after the Government of the Hour was defeated and rebuilt the Government of the Hour."

"Is that so?" Sanchū said in a flat tone, "Then what if the main Apostle wants to leave?"

"She won't leave."

Morikawa answered firmly.

"Oh?"

"Although our contract with the God's Inquisitor is five years, and the God's Inquisitor can decide whether to leave or renew the contract after five years, the government's God's Inquisitor is just a position.

And Senpai is the God's Inquisitor in the true sense. "

Morikawa said, "In other words, unlike the God's Inquisitor signed by the government, even if Senpai's five-year contract with the government ends and she doesn't want to renew the contract … her soul is destined to be tied to you. No matter where she goes, she will eventually return to your side until the wish she made before splitting her soul is fulfilled."

"What wish is it?"

Morikawa shook his head, "I don't know."

"... So, even if the main Apostle leaves, she will return one day."

Sanchū looked at Morikawa's desk. The girl in the photo smiled brightly. Behind her, the Fu Mourning God had exaggerated expressions as they scrambled to steal the limelight.

"That's it."

Morikawa paused, "To most people, this thing is like a curse, but to her …"

He didn't want to continue.

Sanchū sighed softly.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said such sentimental things at a time like this."

Morikawa adjusted his glasses and regained his usual calmness, "I'll immediately send you to the era when Junka was taken away.

I beg you, you must bring her back within seven days.

Once the time limit is exceeded, I'll contact the Executive Division and have them send people to search for her. "He tossed over a communicator," Use this to contact me if anything happens. "

Sanchū caught it easily and asked, "Is it still 1: 3?"

"Yes, so … according to the time there, you should have 21 days."

He got up, "Let's go to the lounge at the back. There's an array over there that I bought from Yuko Yihara's shop … It can travel through time.

Although it's very backward compared to the time converter, it can still be used. "

Why didn't he use the time converter?

Because it was stolen by Tsuru Maru and the others.

"Achoo!" "Achoo!"

Tsuru Maru and Komusubi smiled bitterly at each other.

"Can you feel where the master is?"

Komusubi looked around, "It's strange. Every house is closed, and the streets are deserted. There's no trace of ox carts. This is different from my impression of Pingan City."

"Indeed." Tsuru Maru agreed, "There's not even a ghost."

His words were not sarcastic, but a fact.

Pingan City was a city that embodied the aesthetics of Japan.

Here, the living and the dead wandered together in the alleys and wells. In the bright places, there were officials and ladies playing in the mortal world. It was an extremely prosperous place. In the dark, there were only shadows of ghosts, and the sorrow of death could not be erased.

"If it weren't for the master, I probably wouldn't have come here at all …" Tsuru Maru clenched the hilt of his katana, "I can feel the master's presence!

The master is in danger!

Kohimaru Hall, go to the mansion over there! "

Oh no … I've screwed up …

Junka Hoshino leaned against the pillar, gasping for breath.

Blood kept gushing out of her chest, and she couldn't stop it even with the use of Yin-Yang Technique.

(If this continues, she will die of excessive blood loss first.)

"Where … where … ah, the smell of blood." A man in a black hunting suit with a protruding forehead chuckled, "She's there.

Eat her, eat her … and we'll have more power, right?

Little Dark Pill? "

The katana in his hand was silent for a moment, and then it made a buzzing sound.

"Oh?

You actually responded to my Shigeru Yu's call. It seems like you're also looking forward to the feeling of bathing in blood. "He turned his head," You said she's over there?

But the smell of blood I smell is … Alright. "

He paused for several seconds.

"Since you're so sure, I'll go take a look."

As he spoke, he staggered away.

Junka felt as though a huge burden had been lifted from her heart, but it was soon lifted again.

'The worst case scenario has appeared.' She thought to herself.

After more than a year of fighting, she was no longer flustered in the face of such a dangerous situation. Instead, she was able to calm down and think.

'Firstly, Ma Ye Tong's fate is unknown. Even her body has been devoured by Shigeru Yu.'

'Secondly, Shigeru Yu's loyalty has completely transformed into a' ghost '.'

Shigeru Yu's forehead protruded like a horn. His eyes were pitch-black, and they flickered with a purple light.

The corners of his mouth were split open, revealing his sharp teeth. The edges of his mouth were scarlet.

'I don't know if Little Dark Pill is still sane … But from what I saw just now, he's not in a good condition either.'

Little Dark Pill was personally gifted to Emperor Huan Wu by the Eight-Foot Crow on behalf of the Ise Grand Shrine. After the chaos in Tianqing, Emperor Rosefinch bestowed Little Dark Pill to Emperor Huan Wu.

He should be surrounded by divine aura, not the ominous black aura that she saw with her own eyes.

Speaking of which, Shigeru Yu's weapon was Little Dark Pill. Was this intentional or not?

Junka thought of the wound on her chest and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She was a spiritual being, but she could still be injured by a sword. If she hadn't experienced it herself, she would have thought that it was a joke that defied common sense.

She struggled to get up from the ground and staggered a few steps forward. Suddenly, she heard laughter behind her.

"What sweet blood."

"What great spiritual power."

"What delicious meat."

Some of the voices were sharp, some rough, and some sharp.

"No, we can't eat it yet. She still has a pure aura." A seductive voice said, "When she falls with Little Dark Pill, we can eat it."

"You're right."

"We just have to wait patiently."

"It's all thanks to those guys who call themselves' historical revisionists'. Although I'm not happy with them ordering us around, at least we got to eat a good meal in the end.

Those humans tasted really good. "

Usually, Junka would only shout, "So noisy, can't you guys be quiet?" But at this time, all the hairs on her body stood on end.

In front of her was a dead end.

Behind her were countless fiendish demons.

She didn't dare to move. She couldn't move until she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor.

The footsteps were hurried and heavy, reflecting the person's mood.

Junka was so nervous that she couldn't breathe.

…

Then, she heard the sound of swords being unsheathed.

Something warm stained her clothes in large puffs.

"… Ha, so many pieces of trash moving together. It really scared me." The person who spoke gave her the feeling of coldness and ruthlessness. It was completely different from the usual carefree and cheerful person.

"Get out of here."

That person's words were concise and comprehensive.

The author has something to say: I haven't seen you guys for a day. Did you guys miss me?

I feel that you guys don't like the Ping An Jing chapter. There's no other way. For the sake of the story's continuity, I still have to write.

I can only try my best to make sure that I'm updating every day for the next few days. If I don't update, I have to save up a lot of chapters.

Thanks: Mo Zifei, Yan Shen, Bouncing Peach Jam, Hibiscus 233, Shisan 13 (I didn't type the wrong name this time)

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