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Haruaki Abe was silent for a moment,

Then he slowly replied, "For demons, it is probably a natural partner, a destined friend, a perfect fit,

The perfection of the soul... in short..,

It is a very important existence. "

It was more than important..,

This kind of bond that surpassed friendship, love, and family. Even if he had not personally experienced it, he could feel the weight of it.

Haruaki Abe closed his fan,

He tapped his palm from time to time and felt a headache that he had not felt for a long time..,

Ah Ah, if that was the case..,

It was really not convenient for him to interfere... to compete with Daitengu for half a body?

Would Kyoto be destroyed again? (Eh..,

Why did he say "again"?)

More importantly, for every monster, there was no way they would be able to survive.

Half a body was definitely the only and extremely rare one.

At least, in all that Haruaki Abe knew..,

Most demons could not find their half a body in their entire lives. The Daitengu in front of him was the first one he had met. Therefore, it was impossible for him to give up or change someone else.

Thinking of this... Haruaki Abe wanted to go home.

On the other side..,

Daitengu completely ignored the rest of the people,

All his attention was now on the newborn Fu Mourning God.

"Jinjian..."

The black-winged youth, who had grown into a legendary level great demon, softly muttered this name.

His cold eyes, which were frozen with frost all day long, had unknowingly softened into a pool of spring water,

Dyed with bone-chilling gentleness, "I finally... found you..."

After searching for a thousand years in the world..,

After waiting alone for a long time..,

They finally met..

His... half a body....

Daitengu extended his hand to Jinjian,

The wings on his back gently stretched out, as if he was going to lead the other party away in the next moment.

In fact, that was what he was thinking.

"Come, Jinjian, come to my side."

Daitengu issued an invitation to Fu Mourning God.

His words finally managed to draw everyone's attention back to the present.

It wasn't until this moment that people realized that this new Death God Fu seemed to have been too quiet all this time.

Thus, everyone's gaze landed on the Fu Mourning God, carefully observing his expression.

Even if they had already seen her before and were mentally prepared, when they saw her face again, they couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

Ahhh, is this a god?

… That's right, there's no mistaking it. This is a god!

The Fu Mourning God, who was the center of everyone's attention, did not seem to have any changes in his expression. This overly cold expression, in the current situation, made him seem even more unfathomable.

However, in fact, although it sounded a little unbelievable, Jinjian was actually a little dumbfounded at this moment.

Jinjian was actually not from this world. Although it was a little old-fashioned, he was indeed a transmigrator.

He came from a higher dimension, where the people of that world worshipped strength and strength, and were always engaged in endless conquest and war.

And in that kind of world, he was originally created as the most powerful weapon.

Countless strong people had fought to the death for him, and his blood dyed the earth red. Even the gloomy rainstorm could not wash it away.

And when the final victors walked in front of him, they discovered that — —

Even the strongest existence could not bear his power. In short, no one could truly use him.

This was an unreconciled and heartbreaking fact.

Thus, with the title of the strongest weapon, he was indefinitely shelved, until — —

The world was destroyed.

— — Yes, destroyed.

It was as if the aftereffects of war since ancient times had all erupted in an instant. Or perhaps, the god that he did not know existed was finally angry — —

His world was decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a withered flower.

The earth cracked, the sky fell … — — The so-called end of the world was nothing more than this.

In this situation, a certain function that he did not understand was activated — — He was brought to this world, and was reborn as the Fu Mourning God.

The memories ended here.

Jin Jian silently clenched his fists. His five fingers that moved according to his will were cold but incomparable to the touch. Finally, he recovered from his long absent-mindedness.

Ah ah, this is really …

He actually possessed a body … a body that was similar to a human's yet different, a body that truly existed …

Jinjian was still immersed in a complicated and wonderful state of mind. To the outside world, this was an excessively long silence.

Daitengu seemed to have realized something.

He retracted his wings slightly, and his pitch-black feathers fluttered in the wind. "Jinjian, you …"

"If you're talking about leaving with you, then obviously —"

After repeatedly confirming that he had a physical body, the Fu Mourning God finally tilted his head slightly and responded, "I refuse."

Although the Daitengu already knew what was going on, it was still stunned for a moment.

He seemed a little unwilling, but more than that, he was puzzled. "Why?

You're my lower body, we should be together. "

Haruaki Abe, who had been listening by the side, opened his bat fan when he heard this, and covered his slightly twitching mouth.

These misleading words were really … very much like Ibaraki Douji's style ah ….

No, no, no, if he thought about it carefully, compared to Ibaraki Doji's "sacrificing my body for a close friend", Daitengu should be more reserved?

Jinjian turned his gaze to Daitengu. His bright golden eyes stared at him without blinking, with a kind of almost critical scrutiny.

Daitengu, who was stared at by his lower body, silently clenched his fists. He felt that every feather on his wings was so nervous that they were about to explode.

As a result, the number of Crow Feathers that were dropping at an alarming rate instantly doubled.

After a long time, the Fu Mourning God finally retracted his gaze and said, "You're not good enough."

Daitengu was speechless.

Not good enough?!

Which part of him was not good enough?

What kind of not good enough?!

However, before he could ask in detail, Jinjian suddenly looked up at the main door of the mansion, and slightly narrowed his golden eyes.

At the same time, Haruaki Abe and Daitengu did the same thing. They both looked in the direction of the main door.

After a few breaths, Daitengu was the first to sneer. "They're really fast."

Haruaki Abe sighed helplessly. "You didn't conceal your aura at all this time. Looking at the time, the people from Yinyang Liao should be here."

After all, he was a powerful demon. As long as the people from Yinyang Liao weren't blind, they wouldn't be able to ignore him.

In fact, this was indeed the case. A group of Yin Yang Masters in standard uniforms quickly appeared at the entrance of the Sanjo residence.

The person in the lead was called Shinobu Saito. He was about forty years old, and was one of the top Yin Yang Masters in Yinyang Liao.

At this moment, this Yin Yang Master was holding a talisman in his hand. Although he tried his best to remain calm, he couldn't help but tremble a few times.

Shinobu Saito was very nervous.

Although he was confident in his own strength, this didn't mean that he had the ability to face Daitengu head-on.

— — That's a legendary great monster!

Even if the entire Yinyang Liao surrounded him, they might not be able to defeat him!

Shinobu Saito came with the belief that he was going to die. Then, he saw Haruaki Abe — —

"Haruaki -sama!"

Shinobu Saito saw the light of hope. His eyes were instantly filled with tears. "Ah, ah, it seems that Haruaki -sama already knows about the Great Sky … Cough, in that case, why don't you let Haruaki -sama handle this matter? We'll help from the side."

He even decisively threw away the burden, Saito-sama.

Haruaki Abe sighed helplessly. He was really a model worker.

"Don't worry, Saito-sama. Daitengu just came to Kyoto for a walk. He will leave soon."

As Abe Seimei spoke, he slowly glanced at Death God Fu. Clearly, he was implying something.

Daitengu frowned when he saw this. He lowered his eyes and snorted coldly, but in the end, he didn't refute.

Indeed, if Jinjian didn't want to go with him, he could only leave temporarily.

Although the explanation of "taking a walk" was far-fetched, for Shinobu Saito and the others, as long as Daitengu didn't cause trouble, everything else was a small problem.

Seeing that the matter seemed to have been resolved, Shinobu Saito couldn't help but sigh. He quietly wiped the sweat on his forehead and then planned to return. After all, Yinyang Liao was still waiting for news.

However, just as he was about to leave, he heard a clear and cold voice.

"Wait a minute."

Shinobu Saito stopped and looked up. He didn't expect to meet Daitengu's eyes. The other party stared at him coldly, full of warning.

Before Shinobu Saito could figure out what this big demon meant, he saw a figure coming out from behind him.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that there was another person who had been blocked by this big demon … No, it would be more appropriate to say that this big demon was deliberately protecting him.

And the person who stopped him before was obviously not Daitengu, but this person who just showed up …

"Fu Mourning God?"

Shinobu Saito struggled to recover from the shock of the other party's appearance, then he muttered with uncertainty.

It was no wonder he was so hesitant. It was because the other party's aura … was so powerful that it exceeded his understanding of Fu Mourning God.

"Retract your gaze, human."

The black crow's feather almost brushed past his cheek, and Shinobu Saito felt a stinging pain. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have been in a daze for a long time.

Shinobu Saito carelessly wiped the blood off his cheek, then pulled up his sleeves and asked, "May I know what this Fu Mourning God wants?"

"You're carrying something with you."

Jinjian stared at the other party. Although the other party's expression was calm, it inexplicably brought about a great deal of pressure.

Then, almost without hiding anything, he pushed away the katana with one hand, "The aura of that thing — makes me very unhappy."

A small part of the katana's blade was exposed, and it reflected a brilliant light under the sun.

Fu Mourning God's attack was straightforward and unreasonable, but he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with it.

— Just because he didn't like it, just because he felt unhappy …

— Just how willful and arrogant was this.

However, Fu Mourning God's solemn and cold appearance made this unreasonable arrogance seem natural.

Shinobu Saito was speechless for a moment, then as if he finally recovered, he hurriedly took out a talisman from his body.

"What you're talking about, I'm afraid it's the thing sealed in here."

Shinobu Saito was sure that apart from this thing, there was nothing else abnormal about him.

And with the appearance of this talisman, the subtle aura that only Fu Mourning God could sense was finally noticed by more people.

"What's inside?"

Haruaki Abe asked with a slightly serious expression.

"Actually, I caught it on the way here."

Shinobu Saito seemed to recall the scene at that time, and he couldn't help but frown, "It's not a monster, but its aura is ominous, and it has a certain degree of aggression.

What's more strange is that the Yin-Yang technique doesn't seem to be able to kill it, so I had to seal it first and leave it for when we return to Yinyang Liao. "

"Let it out."

Jinjian lifted his chin slightly and said lightly.

Shinobu Saito was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw Haruaki Abe nodding at him, he didn't delay any longer and directly released the seal.

Then, a thing with black gas all over its body and a strange light in its eyes appeared in front of everyone.

It was wearing shoulder armor and a katana on its waist. It looked like a samurai.

The moment it regained its freedom, it immediately roared at the sky, then suddenly turned its head, and its empty eyes locked onto Jinjian.

As if it had confirmed its target, it instantly pulled out the katana on its waist and suddenly attacked Jinjian.

And then there was no more and then.

Fu Mourning God's body cleanly cut the enemy as if it was just a piece of paper.

The unknown creature struggled and howled before finally dissipating into a cloud of black mist.

The bright light of the katana flashed, and Fu Mourning God turned his wrist and put the katana back into the sheath.

He stared at the place where the creature dissipated until the last trace of its aura disappeared, then he looked away with satisfaction.

All kinds of information went through his mind, and the Shinobu Saito immediately realized the huge difference in strength between the two sides.

He could be considered a smart person.

Because he knew he couldn't deal with it, he immediately decided to retreat.

The Shinobu Saito carefully squatted down, and then tentatively put the Komusubi on the ground, "Sorry for my rudeness.

Since it's the Sanjo family's sword, it's natural to return it to you. "

His words were full of flattery and apology, as if he really felt that he was at fault.

However, the silver-haired, golden-eyed Fu Mourning God only looked at him coldly, and didn't say anything.

His overly silent appearance made him seem even more unfathomable.

When the Shinobu Saito put the Komusubi on the ground, Fu Mourning God suddenly raised his hand.

Then, the katana on the ground seemed to be pulled up by an invisible force, and immediately flew into Fu Mourning God's hand.

Jinjian turned his wrist, and placed the katana flat in his palm, and said, "You're really worrisome."

It was obviously a statement of criticism, but Fu Mourning God said it lightly, and even the criticism seemed to be perfunctory.

Or rather, he was condoning his brother's weakness to some extent.

— — After all, it was the Sanjo family's sword.

Since he was here for everything, he could do whatever he wanted.

Thinking this, Jinjian looked down and carefully observed the katana in his hand.

Then, he realized that the Tachi seemed to be strangely quiet now.

In fact, ever since Jinjian said "my little brother", Komusubi … Komusubi was ecstatic!

— — Did you hear that!

Brother called me little brother!

Little brother!

Yes!

— — I'm the first!

The first!!!

His mind was buzzing, and other than constantly replaying his brother's words, Komusubi had temporarily lost all ability to think.

He remained motionless like this, and he even completely forgot about his other actions.

Looking at the temporarily offline Komusubi, Jinjian quietly looked away, and there was an undetectable disdain in his eyes.

— — Stupid.

Perhaps seeing that Jinjian didn't show any excessive reaction, the Shinobu Saito took the opportunity to secretly retreat.

However, just as he stretched out his leg, Death God Fu, who had clearly ignored him earlier, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over at him with an unbelievable reaction speed.