The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

At that moment, all the undercurrents hidden under Zi Ping's appearance turned into a rampaging demon power, swallowing the two of them into the gap full of weird pupils in the blink of an eye.

And Lan outside the door only noticed that the powerful fluctuation of demon power in the room disappeared in a flash, she closed her eyes rationally and remained in a state of indifference and ignorance.

During the gap, Yaoji was overwhelmed by the terrifying aura without any resistance. He felt the heaviness of his body and his body that suddenly seemed empty. He knew that this was the masterpiece of the lord in front of him.

"Did I offend you in any way? Yakumo Zi-sama?"

After all, it was Bai Yulou's former court teacher. Although his life and death were completely controlled by the other party, Yaoji still maintained his usual calm.

"Offended? Don't say it so scary."

Zi lazily leaned on a long chair that could even be used as a bed, with one hand supporting her drooping head. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her tone was different from the big fanfare, surprisingly calm.

"Yaoji, we haven't known each other for a day or two, we just want to talk to you."

While waving her hands, she didn't know that she was playing with a certain realm in Yaoji's body. Hearing the other party's painful groan, Zi smiled and said:

"It's just that we think we can talk better in this way."

"Well……"

Being manipulated by Yakumo Zi to manipulate the realm in his body, and being played with extremely badly, Yaoji feels that all his original common sense has been subverted, and now he can't even control his body, not even a finger.

"Don't worry so much, Yaoji."

The tyranny in the purple-gold eyes disappeared in a flash, and he said in a harmless voice like a little sheep:

"We just wanted to ask something."

"..."

Thousands of years ago, Yaoji was not Yakumo Zi's opponent, and there was still a gap between the two that he was crushed unilaterally. He didn't expect that he would feel this feeling again after a thousand years.

"Is it the same powerlessness?"

Laughing at himself and sighing, Soul Yaoji lowered his eyes deeply:

"...What do you want to ask?"

"Something from the past."

Zi looked up, crossed the taboo and landed in the endless gap and abyss:

"Yaoji, do you still remember why Baiyulou was built in the underworld?"

With a smile, Zi spit out more dignified words.

"Do you still remember, who was buried under the Xixing Yao?"

Saying that, Zi Luoxia's gaze became sharper.

"Do you still remember the name of the master you once served?"

Wordlessly silent, Zi was waiting for Yaoji's answer.

"……Remember."

"Ha ha."

Hearing Yaoji's answer, Zi smiled with satisfaction. She slowly straightened her body, looked down at the half-ling in front of her, and spit out a cold memory:

"The only people who can know the existence of 'her' are you who buried her under the Xixing Yao, and... we who killed her, right?"

"...as you said."

"In that case, then, Yaoji, I hope you can tell me—"

Standing up from the chair, Zi walked in front of Yaoji, grabbed his hair with one hand, so that their eyes were at the same level, and the pandan he spit out was like poison, making Yaoji's face pale to the extreme.

The killing intent in her eyes frantically circulated, and Zi stared at Yaoji, who had lost her breath, and said word by word:

"Why, Wu will also know that name?"

With bloodshot golden pupils, Zi asked hysterically:

"Why, Wu will also know Yuyuko's name before he was alive!!"

Chapter 41 The Wrath of the Gods

Monster Mountain.

As the name suggests, this is a mountain where monsters live, but not long ago, a few slightly special residents moved here. They are neither monsters nor humans, but gods.

"Oh, what should I do..."

On the path between the mountains, the white-haired tengu was sighing secretly.

She wore the same six-pointed star hat as Wenwen, with three white balls strung together on both sides. Her clothes were white-based armpits similar to those of a witch, and her skirt was the color of maple leaves.

She wears high wooden clogs, two furry animal ears on her head and a small and exquisite tail behind her, implying her identity - White Wolf Tengu.

Her name is Inuzogi, and as the tengu responsible for vigilance and defense in the Youkai Mountain Tengu Society, her daily job is to patrol the entire Youkai Mountain. When an intruder is found, she first warns and expels them, and finally decides whether to go or not according to the situation. Report the big tengu.

Because of the power of the big tengu on it, basically no one would come to the Youkai Mountain to make trouble, which led to a very relaxed life every day, but this kind of relaxation is only up to today.

"Should I say it..."

Kai is very troubled now, and the reason is that it has something to do with the two gods who moved into Youkai Mountain not long ago.