Damn it, I have a pair of Sharingan eyes

"It's... It's a mess, are there any guests coming?" The

sunset of the Heavenly Imperial Shrine is as blazing as old wine, and the red clouds reflect the shimmer of the girl's redness, covering every inch of the mountains and mountains, shrouding the already chaotic courtyard, like a soft and light veil, and for a while, it will also be disorderly and rectified into a different kind of beauty.

The man was dressed in a priest's sleeve robe, the red and white sleeves swayed slightly with the evening breeze, the high tied ponytail was tightly and orderly tied under the gilded crown, and his steps swept the earth gently, not even a grain of dust was stirred, and on the jade face, the feminine and handsome facial features.

If this kind of person appears in Akihabara, it will definitely cause an anime earthquake, and countless girls with huge breasts will blush because of one of his group photos, and the greasy uncle hopes to take the opportunity to become the capital to talk to girls.

But if anyone notices the sutures on the man's forehead, how to look and seep the sutures, even if the love in the chest is surging like a mountain and a sea, it will disappear in an instant, replaced by the fear of just wanting to escape, as if the perfect man in their eyes turned from an angel to a devil in an instant, and was about to tear the throats of all witnesses.

"Division... Father..."

Only Qi Zong,

this young man who had no difficulty standing up by himself, sincerely felt relieved that he was by his side, and even the pain caused by the collapse of muscles and bones was relieved a lot.

Qi Zong struggled to prop up the ground with his palms, trying to adjust his body as much as possible, but finally gave up helplessly because of the severe pain.

But this time... The master actually supported himself.

How could it be? How could it be...

"What's the matter? You don't look very good, do you need to drink some water?", the man known as the master was gentle and considerate, like a seasoned head nurse, and before he knew it, he helped the Qizong to the flower bed, and the master and the apprentice sat on their shoulders, and the master's smile on the apprentice was as warm as a spring breeze.

But it was this gentleness that almost turned into a heavy punch, and one blow beat the Qi Sect into a daze, and the bitter water that was originally going to be spit out was stuck in the throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Because of Master's gentleness, he has never seen it in his life...

"No... No, no need Master...", facing the sunset, Qi Zong seemed to smell the ethereal in the air, that touch of weirdness that was difficult to find, but this strange feeling only lasted for a moment, and the gentleness that followed directly shattered his reason.

Like a late father, before the sun went down today, the man finally gave the first hug to the Qizong from the time he met the world, it was so light, like a feather weaving shrouded in the body, but it brought unprecedented warmth to the boy, and in an instant, it also made him cry like rain.

"It's all right, it's over, you seem to have met something, right? But now it's over, I'm in the kid, I'm here. The man's blazing palm rubbed the top of the boy's hair, and the smile on his cheeks was full of bows, but it only made the Qi Sect choke even more.

"I'm sorry Master... I'm sorry...... I didn't protect the Wine Soul Jade... It and Kikyo... I'm so useless!", the boy's nails were almost completely sunk in his flesh, but the sharp pain could not offset the guilt in his heart, if he could pray to the gods to return everything, he could even die.

But there will be no real gods in this world, only one spell master who is far more powerful than another.

So the cowardice, sorrow and despair of the boy did not help at this moment, and even the stratus clouds that wandered and drifted in the sky only laughed at his incompetence.

"Wine Soul Jade... Was it taken away? Even the bellflower was taken away?Who did it?", this should have been bad news enough to make the man turn his face ruthlessly and rage, but the man's response seemed flat, except for the fleeting glimmer in his eyes, and the curvature of his thin lips, he also seemed confident.

"A student of the High School of Spells... Kikyo's older brother, Soichiro Mizuzuki. "

It's not the tone of a child who cries and goes to his parents after losing a fight with the child next door, and every word of the Deed Sect is as difficult as a knife cutting through the throat to spit out.

"Is it really him?did he take my bellflower?" The

branches of the dead tree began to sway violently under the sudden strong wind, and the bricks and tiles of the shrine in the distance swallowed the last rays of light before the night, refracting the beautiful afterglow like glass.

And that beam of afterglow really illuminated the man, the cheek that had been hidden in the shadows from the beginning.

"Yes... Teacher-", Qi Zong's heart trembled violently, because when he finally saw his master's cheeks clearly, and saw clearly that above his smooth forehead, the strange and hideous sutures that had disappeared from the original strange feeling were now surging in his heart again, shaking like thunder.

The air around him solidified into a gelatinous shape, so Qi Zong's throat actually seemed difficult to swallow, as if he was strangled by the king of fighters, but under this pain, there was another kind of sweet fragrance that was inexplicable and treacherous, like a plump goddess, in front of the gate of hell, welcoming herself to the kingdom of death.

"Hehehe... yes, I should have thought of it too, and I should have thought of it, after all, Kikyo is his sister, hahahahahaha... My sister is the one who is destined for yin, and my brother naturally has the possibility of becoming the one who is destined for yang, hahahahaha, I'm really confused, I actually forgot. The man sometimes smiled and sighed, sometimes laughed wildly, sometimes frowned, sometimes nodded in relief, like a madman who was only trapped in his own world, and even his reason no longer existed.

"Master... Your forehead... What's wrong?"

"Is this?", it seems that this bad news has made the man's mood very good, for example, the grander gentleness has turned into an ocean, and the whole group has wrapped the Qi Zong, and it has also made the palm more powerful, and finally it is almost to the point of pressing.

The other free hand was pointed by the man with his fingertips on the thin line, and laughed loudly: "It's just some small wounds, hahahahahaha... However, Qizong, you are great, really, already great, hahahaha!" "

After all, the man still didn't peel off the topic from Kuichiro Shuizuki's body, this feeling of shadow-like companionship is like a ghost, bringing cold and cold, but the sweetness in the air is fermented more and more sweet under the man's laughter, from cream, to intoxicating alcohol, and it also makes the original hair stand upside down and frightened Qizong is intoxicated, and his eyes are gradually relaxed and blurred.

"Division... Father..."

"It's okay... It's okay, you're already great, even if you don't protect the Wine Soul Jade, even if... Hehehe, just since that's the case...", the man let go of the boy's excessive compression, approaching the top of his deformed hair, and an indescribable dark light flashed in his long narrow eyes, as if he had changed from a loving father to a bloody demon in the blink of an eye.

"There is no need to exist here..."

The long night is difficult to see, the sky covers the earth, of course the man's heart Qi Zong can't hear it, the latter only knows that hugging his master is really warm, like a stone furnace burning with charcoal, all the words are flames burning firewood, stable and light.

"By the way, your complexion isn't very good-looking, is it injured?"

Qi Zong was speechless, although this fact could be understood by a slightly experienced sorcerer, but when it came out of his own mouth, it was completely different from the feeling of being spoken by others.

"Well, a mild lumbar fracture, a bronchial injury in the neck, and a little bit of eye congestion, hehehe...", the man's hand roamed over the young man's waist and neck eyes, in the impression of the Qi Sect, his master was not proficient in medical skills, but now he is completely an old and serious national hand, under the light touch of his palm, even the severe pain that was still difficult to entangle, is gone at this moment.

"But it's okay, it's okay... Kid, you're already great, now close your eyes and get some sleep and let me heal your wounds. The

man was kind and seductive, like seducing a young girl to lose her body, using the darkness as a bedding, and the fallen leaves as a mat grass, gently covering the young man's eyes.

"Sleep child, no matter what, no matter how big the mistake you make, you have to remember that you were raised by me... You will always be my pride, no matter what. A

dazzling crystal pierced the night sky and slid down the rough skin to the earth, and the boy's breathing was really as gentle as falling asleep, but this mildness did not last long, and it became more and more subtle and weak, until at last, only the pause and dead silence after the disappearance were left, and the final epilogue was filled in for this silent night.

"By the way, he... What's your name?".