This is My Juggernaut Journey

"Little ghost, maybe you can survive by jumping off, leave this to the old man." Mrs. Butterfly seemed to see that his quick wits were useless, and stopped in front of Yuxian.

But this block also revealed its secrets, and the Ranpa ninja who was hesitating in front immediately realized something was wrong.

"Tengu is dead! Kill him quickly!!"

With a burst of shouting, naginata, Zen staff, fists and feet came towards him, and those angry faces could not dispel the hatred in his heart even if he smashed Yuzuru's body into thousands of pieces.At the same time, the centipede monster also rushed to the door, swinging its legs.

Time seemed to freeze for Yuxian. He looked at the lights and swords in front of him, smelled the stench from behind, and saw that Madame Butterfly had used up her shuriken and was rushing forward with two short knives.

Jump off and escape?Let the butterfly break the queen for me?

How can it be!

He moved suddenly, and time resumed to flow. Yuxian grabbed Madame Butterfly's hand and yanked it hard. The two of them lay on the ground together and waited for their feet to blow over their heads. The wind was still there, but they quickly jumped up.

"Follow me!!" Without explaining, Yuzuru pulled Huan Nin and walked away, but the direction was inside the main hall.

No problem, since I can save that wolf, that wolf will never let me down!

There was thick smoke billowing in the hall, and the floor was already hot. Holding the bowstring of the butterfly with one hand, he rushed forward and rushed straight ahead.

Madam Butterfly, who is usually very strong, didn't say a word, just ran with the boy, not only because of trust, but also at this moment, some kind of regret welled up.

The bodhisattva's golden body was blackened by the thick smoke, and the centipede spirit and the monks followed closely, but Yuxian's eyes widened, and they were full of joy.

On the square table that should have been empty, there were two simple bells quietly placed.

"Ring the bell, quick!"

Yuxian pushed Madame Butterfly forward, and he felt a sharp pain in his back, which was probably caused by a big gap in his ankle. At the last moment, he reached into his sleeve and took out a string of ninja firecrackers, and threw them away without even looking at them. to the back.

clap clap clap...

Flames and gunpowder filled the air, and the pursuers instinctively slowed down, but when Yuxian saw that Madame Butterfly had disappeared, she picked up the bell herself.

His nostrils were filled with the smell of smoke, and his ears were screaming for killing, but when he picked up the bell, his body and mind suddenly became quiet, as if he had forgotten the killing and pain, and entered a mysterious state.

No longer able to feel the Kunai coming from behind, Yuxian slowly put away the long knife, raised his left palm in a Buddhist tantric worship gesture, and rang the bell lightly with his right hand.

Ding......

In the crisp sound, he disappeared like the previous ones, only a few kunai penetrated the phantom, and nailed to the altar with a few 'aggressive' sounds.

The killing sound is still there, the ferocious centipede is still there, and the fire is roasting everything, but the target of the killing intent has disappeared——

without a trace.......

Hongmeng Pavilion 2⑥ 3④

PS: Thank you for your blades. After I adjust my body in two days, I will speed up the third shift, but now it is close to [-] words a day.

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It seems like a moment, but also like a thousand years.

Yuzuru maintained the posture of worship, holding the bell with one hand, closing his eyes, but felt that the world had changed.

The smell of blood and burning in the nasal cavity was replaced by a fresh fragrance, and the sound of footsteps, roaring, and clanging of golden arms disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, he could hear the sound of the wind, the sound of running water, and the sound of birdsong, as if he had come to the paradise of dreams from the Shura field of death fighting.

The eyes slowly opened, or because of the light, or because of the shock, the pupils contracted slightly.

In the front, the wooden house is hanging in the air, the mist is misty, the majestic building like the main hall of Xianfeng Temple is hidden in the mist, and there are red maples placed in the atrium, as if growing in the air.

Looking behind me, there are mountains stretching in the mist, and the end can't be seen at a glance, but there is no path between the mountains, and the heart is the road.

With the mountains behind and the red maple in front of him, Yuxian, who has traveled through the three worlds, is fascinated by it.

Beautiful scenery, like music, can infect human beings physically and mentally. When you are full of murderous intentions, there is only peace and tranquility.

He saw four portraits of monkeys facing away from him on the screen in front of him, their chests rose and fell, and they let out a mouthful of stale air.

Wolf, well done.

It's impossible for him to kill people in that state, but his head is clear and rational, and his deciphering is still good. Turning his head, he saw Madame Butterfly next to him leaning on the railing, panting, frowning, as if in doubt.

"What are you thinking?" Yuxian also leaned against the railing to pant, took out a gourd and took a sip, feeling refreshed.

"This place is not an illusion, but it looks like an illusion. No, I can't see through it."

"Heh, it doesn't matter whether it's fantasy or reality, what's the point?" Yuzuru took off the tengu mask, squinted his eyes to enjoy the breeze in the mountains, and opened his hands: "Just survive and enjoy the beautiful scenery!"

"Aren't you curious?" Madame Butterfly smiled and asked this extremely intelligent young man on purpose.

"Curiosity! But I'm even more glad I survived!" Yuzuru laughed, as if praising fate.

Birth and death, existence and extinction, ignore the process and enjoy the result!

He opened his eyes, took out a few rice balls and dried salted fish as if conjuring, and threw them directly to Huannin without washing his hands: "It's the most satisfying to try the food after the bloody battle, but unfortunately there is no wine, otherwise it will be served with this." Waiting for the beautiful scenery, three cups are enough to intoxicate!"

It's time to replenish energy after the war, but the storage space does not provide heating function, and the rice balls are cold, which is definitely not gourmet food, and we can only eat with this beautiful scenery.

Madam Butterfly, who has experienced many battles, of course would not care about the blood stained on the rice balls. After eating two mouthfuls, she suddenly heard a violent cough, and looked up to see Yuxian spraying out red rice.

"Dragon Cough!?" She froze, she still clearly remembered how many people died in the catastrophe decades ago, and since then she has kept her distance from Long Yin's power.

"Yes." Yuxian nodded without changing his expression, and continued to eat the remaining half of the rice ball.