I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

However, even if the Xixingji family knew about it, they probably wouldn't do anything.

Although they did fear and dislike Yuyuko Saigyouji, they were not so stingy that they would cut off the girl's ration.

What's more, if you really do it.

Not to mention whether the foodie girl would be so hungry that she would angrily break through the ban and come out to find something to eat, first of all, the knife in Soul Yaoji's hand would not agree.

Although when facing Youyuzi of Xixing Temple, the soul monsters always regarded themselves as court masters and old servants.

But in his heart, his attitude towards Yuyuko of Xixing Temple was more like that of his own granddaughter.

"Fortunately, the family in Xixing Temple has a great career, otherwise ordinary people really can't afford it."

Soul Yaoji joked in his heart, and at the same time felt a little lucky.

"Even though Missy eats a little more, she doesn't look fat, which is a good thing."

The reason why she sighs so much is because the life of Yuyuko Saigyouji is too monotonous.

For Youyuko Xixingji, her world is only as big as a courtyard, and she lives a life of sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Apart from eating and sleeping every day, Yuyuko of Saigyouji would either stare at Saigyou in a daze, or stand in front of Xigyou and talk, or read some books that he had read so many times quietly.

Since you can't leave the courtyard, and you can't see the colorful world beyond the seal, you can only know it from the book.

The girl never complained, as if she had completely accepted her fate.

But it is this quietness and understanding that makes her look even more distressed and pitiful.

It's not that Soul Yaoji has never thought about teaching Yuyuko of Xixing Temple how to practice swords, and wants her to find more things to relieve boredom.

But the girl was obviously not interested in martial arts, so Soul Yaoji didn't try again.

Leave the kitchen.

Soul Yaoji is holding a small half bucket of rice porridge in his right hand, and a basket in his left hand, which contains pickles and boiled eggs for food.

And the white half-spirit floating beside him was carrying a tall steamer, and the smell of meat buns wafted from the steaming steamer.

"I know that the food must be good today. The Xixing Temple family will celebrate every time after the Yaoying quarrel, which is human nature."

Before coming to the courtyard, Soul Yaoji stepped into the seal muttering words, and the water-curtain-like barrier of Buddha light rippled layer upon layer.

"Miss, it's time to eat."

Stepping into the house, Soul Yaoji greeted him loudly.

But before he put down the breakfast in his hands, he saw a stranger with silver hair and blue eyes sitting on the trunk of the Westward Demon in the backyard.

The eldest lady of the family was also sitting next to him.

The man seemed to be telling something, and Saikyoji Yuyuko listened very carefully.

A tranquil smile flashed across the girl's face from time to time, as if she had heard some anecdote.

For some reason, a warning sign suddenly rose in Soul Yaoji's heart, inexplicably feeling that his granddaughter was about to be snatched away by others.

When Soul Yaoji came outside the closed courtyard, the old man of the mountain had already noticed the other party's arrival.

Although he was an uninvited guest, he never greeted the owner of this important forbidden place.

But the old man on the mountain has no intention of hiding his tracks, because that's the kind of behavior that a guilty conscience would do.

And the old man of the mountain has always acted upright, even if it is an assassination act, he would walk up to the target and slash with a knife, even accompanied by the sound of the evening bell shaking the sky, for fear that others would not know that he was coming.

So, the old man of the mountain continued to tell Yuyuko of Xixing Temple what he had seen and heard.

He spoke slowly and in a deep tone, describing to the little girl in front of him all kinds of fantasies outside the courtyard and even beyond the world.

Youyuko Xixingsi listened very seriously.

Especially when talking about the special delicacies of the places where she adventured, the girl's bright eyes seemed to light up.

"Grandpa Suzuki, is the meat of that Chimera really that delicious?"

Xixingji Yuyuko listened intently, while wiping her lips with her hands.

The old man of the mountain has always been very patient with sensible children.

He didn't blame Yuyuko for interrupting his narration, but answered the girl's question in a slightly contemplative manner.

"It's not about whether it tastes good or not, but it tastes very special."

"The Chimera is a monster with a lion's head, a sheep's body, and a snake's tail, so the meat from each part of its body will have obvious differences in taste."

"Its meat also has a certain amount of toxins, so after being neutralized with the ingredients, its flavor is even more special and delicious."

The old man of the mountain had never cooked a Chimera himself, but he had seen Emiya and other chefs cook more than once.

Although the purpose of hunting Chimera is mainly for its claws, the heroic spirits never mind using the remaining flesh to make tooth sacrifices to avoid wasting it.

The whole chimera can be eaten after removing its head, and the craftsmanship of Emiya and others is really good enough.

The chimera lamb body part is made into barbecue steaks, and the snake tail part is used to stew soup with big bones. It tastes...

Even the old man of the mountain, and other heroic spirits who are not keen on eating, will not refuse to have a share.

The old man of the mountain spoke with great enthusiasm, and Youyouzi of Xixing Temple was also salivating.

Although she doesn't know how big a chimera is, Yuyuko Saigyouji thinks she should be able to eat a whole chimera by herself.

The girl was engrossed in imagining the delicacy of Chimera, her stomach was growling with hunger, and she didn't even realize that the ghost of the soul had come behind her.

It wasn't until the fragrant smell of the meat buns flooded into the nostrils that Yuyuko Saigyouji returned to reality from imagination.

Before her brain could react, her body moved first, and she rushed towards the steamer carried by Mochi Banling like a hungry ghost.

Seeing Youyouzi of Xixing Temple rushing over, Mochi Banling was shocked immediately.

The off-white soul body showed a little paleness, as if recalling the painful experience of being almost eaten by a girl as a mochi.

Without waiting for Youyouzi to pounce, Banling decisively threw the steamer on his back on the ground, and sprinted to hide behind Soul Yaoji.

At this moment, Youyouzi of Xixing Temple has already lifted the cover, and his left and right hands are like two dragons out of the sea, poking into the hazy and hot white water vapor, and accurately grasping two thin-skinned and stuffed meats, which look white, big and soft. big buns.

After putting the two hot steamed buns on her hands for a few times, Yuyuko Saigyouji first picked up the steamed buns in her right hand and stuffed them into her small mouth, feeling the soft taste of the white noodles and the full-bodied soup, the girl's A happy smile could not help but bloom on his face.

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple's series of movements made the old man of the mountain and the ghost of the soul a little dazed.

Especially her happy appearance now is like the natural touch of someone who has not eaten for a long time after eating delicious food for the first time.

4 Chapter Fifty

"Uh, what's the matter, miss? I didn't miss the meal last night. Could it be that the old man forgot to deliver supper?"

For a while, Hun Huo Yaoji fell into self-examination, but he didn't blame Yuyuko for not conforming to the norms of women from a famous family.

"You not only imprisoned this child in the seal since childhood to be with Yao Ying, but also abused her?"

The old man of the mountain had a serious expression on his face, he stared at the soul's bewitching eyes with hesitation, and he seemed to ring the bell on the spot if something went wrong.

As for the special features of Youyouzi of Xixing Temple, there is probably no one in this world who knows better than the old man of the mountain.

He knew what kind of disaster would be caused if such a little girl who didn't know how to control her lifeless anger was released outside.

Xixing Temple Youyouzi was imprisoned in the courtyard, not only to protect the safety of the villagers outside, but also to protect her own safety.

Otherwise, something will really happen.

State violence agencies such as Yinyangliao will never show mercy just because Youyouzi of Xixing Temple is young.

Therefore, the old man of the mountain can understand the Xixing Temple family's behavior of restraining Youyouzi.

But other than that, if there are other atrocities committed purely out of malice, then he will definitely draw the sword of death without hesitation.

Facing the undisguised murderous intent of the old man on the mountain, the soul monster in self-examination suddenly felt that he had fallen into a dark abyss.

The old man broke out in a cold sweat, subconsciously grasped the long knife at his waist with his vigorous hands, and instantly entered a killing state.

Even though he felt the sharp momentum of the soul demon and the fierce sword intent brewing in the scabbard, the old man of the mountain still sat there unmoved, quietly waiting for the other party to answer his question.

Soul Yaoji saw the mountain man as soon as he entered the courtyard. He was very wary of this stranger who suddenly appeared.

"What the hell is this guy doing?"

However, he was worried that the distance between the other party and Youyuzi of Xixing Temple was too close, so Soul Yaoji didn't take action immediately.

"Being able to quietly pass through this forbidden formation and appear in the courtyard is something that even ordinary big monsters can't do. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards the eldest lady."

The soul's bewitching eyes are as sharp as a goshawk, staring at the figure of the old man of the mountain sitting under the westbound demon tree.

His muscles were tense, and his energy and spirit were all in one.

He didn't dare to reveal the slightest flaw, and he didn't dare to be careless, as if he would be decapitated with a single move if he was a little slack.

However, before the conflict between the old man of the mountain and the ghost of the soul broke out further.

Xixing Yao, who had been quiet by the side for a long time, suddenly became active for some reason.

Dozens of branches wrapped in a strong dead air suddenly pierced towards the soul demon from all directions.

Although the Xixing Demon's sneak attack was fierce, swift and without warning, it was too much to take for granted that he wanted to take down the soul demon in one fell swoop.

For Soul Yaoji, the fighting instinct is something that has long been carved into the bone.

He even believed in his intuitive judgment more than what he saw with his eyes.

After all, eyes can be deceiving sometimes.

In the face of sudden danger, even if Soul Yaoji can't react mentally, his fighting instinct will still guide his body to make appropriate responses.

Although it is not as straightforward as the King of Knights, it is still enough for Soul Yaoji to escape his life at an affordable price and regain his strength.

If the soul monsters in the usual relaxed state can do this, let alone him who is facing the man of the mountain.

Although Soul Demon Ji did not expect Xi Xing Demon to suddenly disrupt the situation, this did not prevent him from changing his opponent and drawing out his swords.

Facing the shooting branches from all directions, Hun Soul Yaoji had no intention of giving in, Lou Guan Sword and Bai Lou Sword came out of their sheaths with a snap.

The two swords, one long and one short, were held in left and right hands respectively, and they met the death cage woven by the Westward Demon.

Soul Yaoji defends with the short sword Bailou in his left hand, while the long sword Louguan in his right hand explodes with incomparable lethality in the swing, just the sharp wind generated by swinging the sword is enough Cut off the branch that was as hard as steel on the West Goblin.

This is not the first time that Xixing Yao and Soul Yaoji have fought against each other. The two sides have fought several life-and-death battles since the formation of the banning formation.

Soul Yaoji wants to completely eradicate this demonic cherry tree and bring peace to the Saigyouji family.

And Xixing Yao also wants to get rid of the soul demon's taboo, this guy repeatedly hinders it from breaking through the ban, it's really hateful.

In terms of actual strength and background, Soul Yaoji is one or two lines worse than Xixing Yao.

Of course, this can't be blamed for the lack of hard work in the practice of the soul demon, but because Xixing Yao directly won at the starting line when he was born.

As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome.

But some people are born to be Rome, while others are born to be cattle and horses.

As far as monsters are concerned, one of the factors affecting strength is of course hard work acquired, but bloodline and race are important factors in determining strength.

Just like a monster idler who sleeps under the quilt all day long, she was born at the top of the pyramid in terms of level.

The road from weak to powerful is smooth and has no bottlenecks. With normal practice, you can gain a lot of power that is much stronger than other monsters.

Of course, there has never been a shortage of guys who break boundaries and perform miracles in the world.

Kazami Yuka is the most representative figure among them.

In this world, there are quite a few bosses who have turned into monsters in the form of plants.

However, those who can successfully counterattack and reach the top with a low racial talent like Himawari cannot even count with one palm.

Although Kazami Yuka has stabilized a lot in recent years, but during the period when she grew up...

Kazami Yuka is either fighting or on the way to fight every day.

The title of Tyrant of Flowers was not chosen by Kazami Yuka herself, but offered by those monsters who were terrified by her killing.

As for the half-human, half-spirit soul master, in terms of potential alone, it is not inferior to any race that can grow into a big monster.

But compared to Xixing Yao, whose talent is to control death energy, and who is destined to become a top monster in the future, the soul master is not as good.

Soul Yaoji is also aware of the gap between himself and Xixing Yao, but he still dares to compete for victory and death with the other party.

This is not some lonely swordsman spirit at work.

It's that Soul Yaoji knows that the Xixing Yao under the ban cannot exert its full strength.