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Dare not move.

Almost everyone dared not move even a little.

Even blinking had to be done carefully.

It was as if they were afraid of disturbing the owner of the courtyard.

The”god” who was immersed in tasting tea”-

Mizunotsuki, who was playing Abe Haruaki, seemed relaxed and at ease.

Not bad.

Under the white clouds, it really looked like the retirement retreat dreamed of by the rich and powerful.

Take a sip.

Compared with Yukimu, Kisaki’s tea art seemed to be no less than that of Yuki.

It was a pity to just be a hot weapon.

He was indeed talented.

Not only in tea art.

But Mizunotsuki… no, it was Abe Haruaki’s leisure now, which made everyone present feel uneasy.

Yukinoshita and others on the mountain.

The Metropolitan Police Department police officers at the foot of the mountain.

In just a moment, they arrived at this unknown world.

What kind of means is this?

How terrifying is this! ? It was different from the dramatic changes in the sky when the big boss appeared.

In the eyes of mortals, this was a real”change of heaven and earth”!

In the eyes of practitioners like the Yagyu sisters, it was a field that could not be understood or recognized, and could only be recorded in a few words in ancient books.

Therefore, the Yagyu sisters knelt down with a”pop”.

He knelt very honestly.

He even buried his head tightly, and even when he smelled the real smell of earth on the ground, he didn’t feel disgusted.

Rather

, the”reality” of the smell of earth made several people feel creepy and frightened.

What kind of method is this?

Who is this person! ?

In the end.

Is he still a human?

He crawled on the ground with a blank mind, not daring to think about anything, not daring to do anything.

Including the dried corpse that was still hanging on to a breath – Nishiwaki Michiko.

He didn’t even dare to use the healing method to keep him alive. Even though this”god” whose name is Abe Haruaki, he gives people a sense of ethereal.

As if he is not a real person.

There is a sense of confusion that if you reach out your hand, it will disappear directly.

The world can be changed in the blink of an eye, even if the person completely disappears, Nishiwaki Michiko dare not move.

There is only one person.

Only Hashimoto Kyoaki staggered a few steps, rushed to the front with tears in his eyes, and knelt down with a”thump”.

Ancestor!

My ancestor of the Onmyoji!!

“”Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Without saying anything, he kowtowed three times. He didn’t care at all even if his head was broken and bleeding. Instead, he sobbed and cried loudly.

“I, the 136th and fourth official of the Onmyoji, Hashimoto Kyoaki, respectfully request to see the great master Qingming!

I am a wicked person, allowing outsiders to disturb the great master of our ancestors!

I am a wicked person,——！！”

The noise of kowtow and the loud crying made the few”outsiders” who disturbed Abe Haruaki even more shocked.

It was as if they accidentally poked the nest of gods and Buddhas…

Behind them.

The disciples of the Onmyoji Ryo who went up the mountain, some were fanatically fanatical, some were dazed.

But without exception, they all showed great respect to the great master in front of them.

Just like the police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department behind them.

They were also worshiping.

Who were they worshiping?

Worshiping”God”.

No matter if the other party is a real god or not.

But Master Seimei, even if he is not a real god, I am afraid it is almost the same…

At this moment.

No one can understand the pain in Hashimoto Kyoaki’s heart.

He cried out in pain about the unfilial future generations, and his wailing and tears were not fake.

However.

After kowtowing for a while, he could not kowtow anymore.

It seemed that a gentle unknown force supported this miserable future generation.

He cried and sobbed.

His heart was broken. He only hoped that the ceremony just now would not have much impact on Master Seimei.

But……

【After all, I am the better chess player… Qingming. 】

A deep and old sigh spread out.

Only the voice was heard, but no one was seen.

The hoarse sound, which seemed like a clanging sound, made everyone feel a sense of panic.

It was like a water mirror, and it seemed that the world was congratulating, and it took the initiative to present an old back in the sky above the courtyard.

That was another world.

On the other side, the world, which was like a desolate hell, collided with the courtyard.

【Hengyuan’s plan was scattered in one day, and it was his own creation that broke the chess game. How do you feel, Qingming?……】

As soon as these words came out, the sky changed again.

It was as if the rules of heaven and earth were just in the hands of the two people, playing with them at will. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The words also carried an amnesty, commanding everything in everyone’s sight.

Maybe there are more?

But everyone couldn’t see clearly.

They just collapsed in a daze, and their three views were shattered by the great power displayed by the two.

There was a”person” standing in the void and chaos.

His shape was similar to the great magician Qingming.

With a push of the palm, a magnificent world gradually evolved in the palm.

It was an ancient world.

There were cultivation methods.

There were also low-level monsters, practicing magicians, and warriors with weapons.

Nishixie Michiko just couldn’t help but look up and take a look.

Just one look, and her heart was broken!

World!

That was the world she and the Yagyu sisters lived in since childhood!

She saw that generations of”tyrannical” practitioners had improved their cultivation methods one after another.

She saw”herself” struggling to survive in the Jiujiu Sect.

She saw the life trajectory of the Yagyu sisters from childhood to adulthood.

Nishixie Michiko almost sobbed and held her eyes open.

God! []

True God!

The true God of the creator of her world!

Dissipated.

The air in her chest finally dissipated.

She held her eyes open with her eyes wide open.

It was unknown whether the little ghost wrapped around her body was dead or escaped.

【Hehehe…both sides win and lose, this is common sense. 】

The scene changes again.

This leads to the big event at”Soubu High School” when two extraordinary people attacked the shadow of Master Daomo

【Ah… As expected, you are the son of a fox. You are not short of this trick. So, how long can you endure?

And then, how many chess pieces are left?……】

The words gradually became unclear and became more and more depressed….0But everyone had a vague feeling that the two might still be talking.

The content of the subsequent conversation might not be something that mortals could bear.

And the scene in front of them was also fading away.

The scenes that seemed like”history” scared Hattori Heizo so much that he dared not twist his head.

The sky fell.

This time it was really falling.

Secrets.

Secrets that should not be known by mortals were actually told by two”gods”.

Moreover.

There was a vague guess that Hattori Heizo wanted to die here, forcing his heart to beat wildly as if it was out of control.

Maybe, they are not in reality.

But in another world?

Or in another time and space?

They were in the past.

But they were planning in the present, which was the”future” of the ancients.

The”history” that flashed by quickly around was enough to prove it.

This guess made Hattori Heizo stiffen and motionless.

Fake!

All fake!

Can’t think!

Can’t think like this!

He kowtowed to the ground like crazy.

In other words, he wanted to use physical force to force himself to forget his previous guess.

This is not something that ordinary people can understand!

This is also not something that a small police officer like him can know!

Forget Him!

Forget Him!!

(Sorry, grandpas, it’s not that Toast doesn’t work hard to update, but that I don’t have enough sleep time. There is a construction team renovating the floor downstairs, and the noise is so loud that I can’t sleep.

Toast doesn’t know if you grandpas have any good ideas, any way to sleep well in this environment, I beg you…

Finally, I beg you for your votes and flowers every day. I kneel down to you. Zero).