Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

"Yesterday's amount should be enough!" He smiled strangely: "But it doesn't matter, just drink more, there are still a lot."

He dug out the black water stored in the refrigerator, ignored Sara who kept banging the window trying to leave, walked back to Haruto Honda, opened his mouth, and poured the black water into his stomach.

"Drink more, drink more! Just wait, you'll have a wonderful experience. I promise, it's definitely better than drinking!"

After filling the black water, he threw Honda Haruto aside.He straightened up and staggered around the house, muttering vaguely, "Sara! Sara! Where are you! I'm coming!"

"Where are you going to hide? Not in the living room, not in the kitchen, not in the bedroom. Oh, the bathroom! You like to sleep in the bathroom these days, and you like to lock the door. Grandpa feels so weird!"

He slashed the door lock with a kitchen knife, and after a few moments, the bathroom door was tattered.

Sara Honma curled up and hid in the bathtub, trembling all over, and her mind was in chaos.

Who can help me!

help me!

help me!

With a bang, the bathroom door was kicked down.Weird tone rang in my ears

"Is Sara here? Ha! I see, it must be behind the shower curtain."

The sound of footsteps kept approaching, and Sara Honma tightly held the art knife in his hand, trying to find some support for himself.

Chapter 26 柱巫女

"Got you!"

The old man suddenly opened the shower curtain, and instantly a petite figure rushed out.

Sara Honma clenched the art sword with both hands, sweating on her forehead, and stabbed forward with all her strength.

Oh!

The sound of scratching the kraft paper sounded, and the feel of the thorn came back.Without hesitation, she followed the instructions of her previous parents and rotated the handle of the knife a few times, deepening the wound, and black blood spurted out.

As soon as she succeeded, it seemed that all the strength in her body had disappeared, her legs were weak, and she collapsed into the bathtub.

The old man held his chest blankly, looking at the wound that was bleeding continuously, with a surprised expression.

Sara Honma took a few breaths and looked at the monster in front of her with complicated eyes, both sad and happy----after all, she was once her family.

The corner of the monster's mouth cracked suddenly, revealing a hideous smile, holding the hilt on his chest and pulling it out little by little.The wound began to recover visibly to the naked eye, and the black blood that had flowed to the ground flowed back down the wound as if it were going back in time.

"Ah! Sara, you are really careless. Art knives can't be thrown around. What if you hurt your grandparents?"

Its tone is eerie and full of irony.

Witnessing this scene, Sara Honma was somehow relieved, closed his eyes, no longer panic, and waited for the final death.

Wait for me, Mom and Dad.

I hope you didn't go too far on Huangquan Hirazaka Road.

"Got you!"

A clear voice suddenly sounded, followed by a huge roar.

wow!

The house shook violently, and countless dust fell from the top of the head, and the smoke was everywhere.In an instant, the breeze blew, and the dark room was illuminated by the sun.

Looking up, the entire roof disappeared.The handsome figure slowly fell, with a long knife on his waist, and the white feather weave fluttered in the wind.

The cheerful female laughter entered her ears, and then dark silver threads flickered in front of her eyes.

Black blood splashed like a spring, and the monster occupying her grandfather's body was silently divided into countless pieces of flesh.

In the next instant, the pieces of meat gathered together, and the blood continued to flow back.It looked up at the sky in horror, and with a violent force under its feet, the ground was even stepped out of a few cracks.He jumped up and fled in the opposite direction.

"Huh!" The figure in mid-air wondered, and then said nonchalantly, "Just in time to try something new."

He pulled out the Tang knife, and the white feather weaving on the back turned into a stunning beauty dressed in Bai Wugou, wrapped around the knife, and drank lightly in his mouth.

"Sen Luo!"

Then a knife slowly slashed into the air, and the knife was like an antelope with its horns hanging without a trace.

At the same time, the figure of the monster that had run away suddenly turned into two sections, the cut surface was smooth like a mirror, and the black blood did not flow out as if it had been absorbed.

It slammed to the ground with a bang, and its hideous and strange appearance gradually returned to the appearance of the grandfather that Sara Honma was familiar with.

The corpse seemed to be washed away by time, fast-forwarded countless times, and in a short while it rotted into a liquid, accompanied by a disgusting stench.

Seeing this, Sara Honma felt dizzy for a while, and could no longer support her own weight. Her eyelids became more and more sleepy, and her consciousness left her.

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Yuzhongming stood embarrassedly on the eaves holding the fainted little girl. He didn't know how to deal with the extra problems. He didn't expect this situation.

"If it's very troublesome. You can hand it over to our family first." A cold voice sounded behind him.

Yuzhong Ming turned to look, a stern woman in a black suit was standing in front of the house holding a Japanese doll.

"Who are you?" He was slightly wary.

The woman in the suit placed one hand on her chest and bowed in a salute: "My servant, Tsuji Kaneha, the deacon of the Tsuji family, good afternoon, Lord Shimizu."