Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

"Then...that's how we do it?"

The shrine was drinking and having fun with the female monsters. While it was not bustling, in the Tokyo night, the soil was soaked with blood.

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Chapter 119

"Why?"

Late at night, heavy rain poured down, and the typhoon had already landed in Yingzhou. Compared with today, the wind and rain will probably get worse in the next period of time.

In the private residence of Konoe's family, the old man who originally had a high status was lying in the mud, his expensive kimono was stained with mud, and bright red blood was oozing out.

"Please forgive me, Grandpa, this is all the request of that adult. Your head is the first step for us to vote."

In the wind and rain, the priest stood motionless holding an umbrella. Konoe Ringo's pretty face was full of perseverance, and he held the fan tightly in his hand. His thin figure seemed to be blown down by the strong wind at any time.

With the full support from the shrine, Chaofan can be said to be a devastating massacre of mortals. I dare not try to figure out whether the shrine wants the head of the person in charge or the heads of all those involved.

Simply kill all those involved, even if it damages the family's operation and shuts down some departments.

"Stupid woman! You are dragging the family into the abyss. You are completely tied to that guy's chariot. You will cut off the entire family's thousand-year continuation here!"

The dying old man is still angry. His own death is not something that is difficult to accept, but this stupid decision is really infuriating.

"Could it be that lying down in front of him and being a dog is the best way out as you envisioned? Even if he defeated Jianyu Thunder God, there are still so many demons causing trouble in Yingzhou, as well as the martial arts family who are unwilling to remain silent, and the high-ranking The three noble sons, the group of monks, and the foreigners from outside."

"He provoked turmoil. As losers, if we want to survive, we should stay out of it, but you have tied the entire family to his chariot. If he fails, what will you do? If your choice is wrong Yes, what should we do?"

Facing the old man's question, the girl ignored it and just raised her head to look at the dark night. There seemed to be thunder roaring in the wind and rain.

"Okay, grandpa, don't talk nonsense. You have to sleep for beauty sleep at this late hour, and I have to hold your head to see Master Jingu tomorrow."

In the rain curtain, a pair of scarlet eyes stared closely at what was happening, then spread their wings and flew away amidst a strange scream.

The same thing happened all over Tokyo and even Kyoto at the same time. If you are smart, you will inevitably be misled by your smartness.

This group of women is really plastic. After all, the relationship between them is complicated. The so-called women are existences that can establish six group chats between three people.

Entrapment and counter-entrapment, betrayal and counter-betrayal, the alliance established is extremely fragile and may be torn apart at any time.

Wild Ball Boxing is not a game of luck like the Game of Kings, and there is room for cheating. The so-called guessing game is essentially a duel, a duel with a requirement as the bet.

Iizunaru, who is keen to dig out some big news from the Jingu Shrine, Hoshiki and Tamamomae, who are fighting each other, want to spar with everyone, Ibuki, who is a pure alcoholic, and only Momiji, who has a relatively gentle temperament, except for being... Ibuki picked it up a few times but always stayed out of it.

But at least until now, everyone can still use alcohol to block the knife, and no friction has broken out yet, but then

Drinking one cup after another, the situation gradually entered a new stage.

"Slutty fox, come on, let's continue."

Baoji, who was already a little dizzy after drinking, continued to fight towards Tamamo. The most basic rule was of course not to avoid the fight, otherwise the meaning of the game would be lost.

Therefore, this game is also a replica of War. Drinking capacity is a reflection of strength. Except for Ibuki, who is recognized as the strongest, Jingu, who has made rapid progress every time, everyone else must be careful every time they challenge. If they fail, they will fall short. .

But Bao Ji seemed to be fighting against Tamamo Mae today. She played in a completely self-destructive style, regardless of whether she won or lost, and she thoughtlessly fought to the death with Tamamo Mae.

Although her condition is much better than that of Bao Ji, Tamamo Mae also knows that she won't be able to hold on for long if she continues like this. If Bao Ji shows up too much, the worst she can do is drink herself down and be taken back to the shrine. She can still feel good for a night, but Tamamo Mae Don't want this.

But if she doesn't drink, she doesn't know what requests Bao Ji will make to play with her. After all, she must still remember what happened last time. This woman is very vicious.

Although guessing is a fair game, the essence is that you can improve your winning rate through psychological speculation. The two of them have lost countless brain cells in this simulated offensive and defensive battle in the past half day.

On the other hand, it was very casual. Ibuki and Jingu just followed the guessing game without thinking or having many tactics. They just relied on their whims and luck.

Naturally, Jingu wins more and loses less. Pure luck is his advantage, but Ibuki's drinking capacity is indeed weird. Although he entered the state of a bad drunk early in the morning, he has always been very sober.

"Hey, hey, I finally won, God Palace, what should I do?"

"I'm a little impatient to drink. Let me take a moment. I'll listen to your request first this time, right?"

Jingu didn't raise another toast. He was hot from drinking, his face was rosy, and he unbuttoned his collar. It seemed that everyone was the same, except that he unbuttoned more.

"Is this not going to work?"

To them, Shengong's words were obviously like a sign that he was close to death. The need to slow down at first meant that he was almost done.

"It's just a matter of slowing down. After all, it's a game. It's not fun to drink like this all the time."

Jingu didn't explain much. Ibuki narrowed his eyes, burped, and looked up and down Jingu's body.

"This is really nerve-wracking. I don't have any bad ideas. I just want to have a drink..."

Suddenly, everyone's attention was drawn to see what exactly Ibuki would ask Jingu to do.

"Well..." Ibuki knocked his head, as if he thought of something, licked his lips and said:

"Why don't you contribute the prey you stole from me to everyone's bar? After drinking so much, you need something to drink with it. Girls' meat is the most delicate, smooth and refreshing."

The rather harsh words spat out from Ibuki's small mouth, as if spitting out a burst of blood and blood, staring directly at Jingu and the girl who was thrown in the corner by Jingu.

"Forget it then. I'm better off drinking. Eating people is still too disgusting."

Jingu glanced at the girl lying on the sofa. Her muscles were tense and her breathing was quickening. She might have woken up from being drunk and was pretending to sleep.

"It's really weird. People eat pork, beef, and mutton. You and I are not human, so what's so disgusting? I'm not that kind of barbarian. I will definitely find a chef to slice it into thin slices for you, and it will be the same before everything is served."

Following Ibuki's words, Jingu could hear the girl's breathing becoming noticeably faster, and presumably others must have heard it too.

"Well, since you don't want to let it go, it's such a pity that the flesh and blood of Genji's enemies is right in front of you, but you can't even eat it."

There are 2105 words in this chapter, and I suddenly found that I have many characters that don’t have character cards, but I have to make character avatars when I do the character cards, which is too lazy.

Chapter 120

Ogasawara Yoriko regrets it very much.

Why did I have to be angry with my family for a while and then come to a place like this?

I only heard from my classmates that it is fun and exciting here, with all kinds of beauties and handsome guys, the wine is the best in Tokyo, and the stage effect of the band performance is amazing.

We drank good wine, watched the band perform, met beautiful women, and met handsome men. But why are they not human?

They were huddled on the sofa, their bodies stiff, not daring to move. When they were dazed just now, they opened their eyes and looked twice. These people who were drinking and getting high had not restrained their various inhuman characteristics for a long time.

Iizunaru's wings, Tamamo-mae's fox tail, Boji's long tail that resembles a dragon and a turtle and a crocodile, and some ruddy ghost horns with the intake of alcohol.

The room is full of people!Although the only handsome guy, or handsome boy, looks normal, the biggest abnormality is that he is the only normal one among so many abnormal people.

Ogasawara Yoriko, who accidentally entered the devil's cave, could only close her eyes and continue to pretend to be asleep without moving. Maybe the group of monsters and monsters had finished drinking and forgot that there was an ordinary little girl like her lying next to them.

But just now when Ibuki mentioned that he wanted to use her as food and drinks, his whole heart suddenly jumped up, and he didn't dare to move at all. In just a few seconds, he felt that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Fortunately, Shen Gong spoke to protect her and let her put her mind down for the time being, but as soon as she relaxed for a moment, a new crisis came.

"Genji? Where is Genji? Where are the people of Genji?"

The transformation from the gentle neighbor sister to the Yasha Rakshasa was completed in an instant. The red leaves slapped the table and rose up. The blood-red lines went up the neck, like tear stains on the face, and the red horns, which were the characteristics of ghosts, were also faintly highlighted.

"Are you from Genji?"

Quickly locking his eyes on the girl who was lying on the sofa and not daring to move, Hongye stretched out his ferocious claws to dig out at the girl. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel a burst of evil energy coming towards him.

"Hey, this is mine, Miss Hongye. It's not good to take it by force."

The ferocious ghost hand was pinched by the shrine, and quickly turned back into the original slender catkin in his hand, and the rising evil spirit was suppressed abruptly.

Hongye, whose evil spirit was suppressed, looked like he wanted to be vicious, but was a little soft because of the lack of evil spirit.

"Why? She's just a human being. She's neither good-looking nor anything special. If you like women, I have many, and each one is much prettier than her."

Indeed, the girl is just an ordinary high school girl with an average appearance. If she were in the previous shrine, she would be pretty and pretty, but now that she is surrounded by some top-notch beautiful girls, she looks very ordinary.

She has no connection with Shengong, and she is not very good-looking. Why does Shengong insist on protecting her when she has nothing to do? It cannot be that he does good deeds every day, right?

"If I have to say it, I probably don't like giving up halfway."

Jingu held Hongye's hand and didn't let go, and this answer was also very characteristic of him.

Now that it's been done, there's no reason to suddenly change your mind.Furthermore, it’s just a human being. You can save him if you want. What other reason is needed?

“倒

It's better to say that you are just ordinary people. Even if you have a grudge against you, you are our ancestors from 800 years ago. You might as well dig up graves and whip bones. "

"me..."

The evil spirit was suppressed, Hongye couldn't be strong even if she wanted to, and she also felt that what Jingu said made sense. Why was she so excited?

"Well, don't forget that we are still in the game. If we want, we can rely on the game to win, right? Little Hongye?"

There are some contradictory scenes. Ibuki seems to be appeasing Momiji, but in fact he is trying to make her angry. He deliberately mentions the word Genji to irritate Momiji. He is indeed a cunning ghost.

"Yes, we are still playing the game, let me go."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Jingu feels that Hongye looks a bit naive, maybe because it’s him. If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be like a scene in a horror movie, where he would be torn to pieces and eaten by the rampaging Hongye in an instant.

It can only be said that if you change the angle, what was originally scary will turn into something sexy. It is scary to be crawled under the bed by Kayako, but what if the person on the bed is a ghost and god more sinister than Kayako?Wouldn't that be free of charge?

Hongye's somewhat angry but angry look, coupled with her gentle and intellectual nature, always gave Jingu a strange sense of déjà vu, and an urge to bully and force her.

"It's two against one now, are you okay?"

Ibuki smiled teasingly, and it was hard not to suspect that she was deliberately trying to make fun of the naive Momiji.

"Can we still fight on wheels? Then add me, I'll come too."

Iizunaru, who had been waiting for a long time, also joined in excitedly. The shrine was about to take a break just now, and now it is going to be fought by three people again. It is only a matter of time if this continues.

"I'm coming too!"

"I haven't poured it out yet, Tamamo-mae, drink me down first and then talk."

Seeing that Bao Ji had become the number one licking dog and the most angry person in the Jingu Palace, Tamazomae gritted her teeth with hatred. She would rather find a way to drink in the Jin Palace than die together with Bao Ji like this self-destruction. .

"Well, being too competitive is not a good thing."