I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

For a moment, Yakumo Purple's trouble-making spirit was burning brightly, and various clues and plans began to take shape in her mind.

From wanting to kill Penglai Shanhuiye just now to calm the tense situation, to turning his attention to exploring the hidden secrets of Penglaishan Huiye, and finally wanting to gain benefits from it and eliminate dissidents.

Yakumo Zi's thinking was very fluent without any turns, and also did not touch any out-of-the-ordinary red line, just intending to add fuel to the flames a little.

"That's right. Although as a monster sage, you should indeed maintain the advantage of monsters, but you must first maintain your own status."

Yakumo Purple found a relatively justifiable reason for her behavior. She planned to guide some demon kings who danced for joy during the incident to start a war with the local Onmyoji forces in Heian Jing, thereby weakening the strength of both parties.

Finally, when you leave the gap to act according to the plan.

Yakumo Zi's heart once again showed the appearance of the man on the mountain who was not angry and arrogant. He shook his head and shook the distracting thoughts out of his mind, pouted and muttered in a low voice:

"We are not cowardly, this is called obeying the heart."

The Sun Flower Field, Dream Pavilion, this is the first stop Yakumo Zi visited.

Of course, her purpose here was not to prepare Yuka Kazami to participate in the melee between humans and monsters, but to bring her together to finally calm down the entire situation and prevent the situation from escalating to a level beyond her control.

Heian-kyo, after all, is also the capital of a human country.

And if the monsters who lived on the "fear" of human beings wanted to develop sustainably, they naturally couldn't do too much.

If someone accidentally collapses the existing human country, the villages and towns without the protection of order will be looted and killed by monsters from all over the world like locusts.

If those ignorant and stupid guys were really allowed to do whatever they wanted, and the last one would confiscate and slaughter the humans, then the monsters would also end in a dead end.

Of course, there are still ways to leave this island and emigrate to other places where humans exist, but new wars will inevitably break out.

Even without the help of the local strong human beings, the monsters living there will drive out the outsiders, and the final fate is not even more tragic.

Although she was so imaginative in her mind, Yakumo Zi also understood that the possibility of the above scene happening was less than one in ten thousand, and it was even possible that humans would kill the monsters in reverse.

For example, the mighty one in the bamboo forest can easily fight big monsters within a few moves, and God knows what earth-shattering appearance it will be when the battle power is fully exploded.

Yakumo Zi didn't really want to know about this, let alone face it in person.

Therefore, in order not to let yourself play off in the end, you must have good insurance before starting the plan.

Even Kazami Yuka alone may not be reliable, Yakumo Zi plans to go to the mountains and rivers later, and invite the four great ghost kings to help out.

In this way, the strong lineup of six big monsters is enough to mediate a war no matter where they are placed.

"Why did you just come into my house casually again? Are you used to being a thief?"

Sitting in the fantasy pavilion, Kazami Yuka looked up and glanced at Yakumo Zi who appeared on the opposite chair, a trace of dissatisfaction appeared in her scarlet eyes, but she didn't explode on the spot.

This is her own home, and it's hard to say whether Yakumo Zi can be hit with a magic cannon, but Kazami Yuka knows that she must repair the house again.

Don't ask her how she got such a painful experience and lesson, be careful to be kicked to death and made into flower fertilizer.

Chapter 116 Yakumo Zi VS Kazami Yuka

In the Fantasy Hall, after listening to Yakumo Zi's rambling Kazami Yuka, she was not as excited at hearing the war as the other party thought, but sat on the armchair calmly with a pair of long legs crossed and flipped her hands. books.

"Have you finished speaking? Please go back when you are finished, and leave before you leave."

Kazami Yuka glanced at Yakumo Zi, raised her hand in a gesture of 'please go', and then returned her gaze to the book in her hand again.

Such a performance made Yakumo Murasaki, who was stunned on the seat, couldn't help but wipe her eyes, and sensed the breath again and again to confirm whether the demon in front of her was actually Kazami Yuka.

The golden sunshine shines through the window on the side face of Feng Jian Youxiang, who is wearing a plaid knee-length skirt. Her body is filled with a rich but elegant floral fragrance. Overall, she looks like a strictly educated person from a Western aristocratic family. Miss is generally the same.

Compared to the flower tyrant in my memory who got into fights and drove people crazy, what the hell is this elegant intellectual beauty in front of her! ! !

"You Xiang, you don't have a fever, do you? Or did you touch your brain during a fight a while ago?"

Yakumo Zi got up and raised her hand to touch Kazami Yuka's smooth forehead, but was forced back by the other party's fierce eyes full of evil spirit.

Seeing Yakumo Zi withdrew her hand with a sneer and sat down again, Kazami Yuka put the folded pages of the book on the small tea table, her temperament changed spontaneously, with a domineering arrogance that looked down upon the world.

"Want to bring me along to quell the war? Yakumo Murasaki, I'm afraid this is not the deepest purpose of your plan, right? Either make it clear at once, or try to see if you can control the situation yourself. Take your choice."

Although Feng Jian Yuxiang's attitude was extremely rude, Yakumo Purple was secretly relieved, because the 'Lord of Flowers of the Four Seasons' whom she was most familiar with in the past had returned.

This is also the result that Yakumo Purple wants to see the most. If Feng Jian Yuxiang is really beaten by the old mountain man, the next plan will be difficult to handle.

But facing Kazami Yuka's questioning, Yakumo Zi, who has been in the world for so many years, would not shake everything out after being so frightened.

She flicked the folding fan to cover half of her delicate cheeks, a faint smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, her pale red eyes flickered, showing a harmless appearance to humans and animals.

"You Xiang, are you thinking too much? I did this because I was afraid that the scene would end up in trouble, didn't I? If the world is in chaos and humans and monsters fall into war again, it will be of no benefit to anyone."

Kazami Yuka looked at Yakumo Murasaki's righteous appearance, and sneered disdainfully. Her eyes glowed red, and she stared straight at Yakumo Murasaki and said:

"Will you, a black-bellied fellow, plan things that are not good for you? When did the sage of youkai, who is called 'the most monster-like monster', be so kind?"

After hundreds of thousands of years of acquaintance, Kazami Yuka has long seen through Yakumo Zi's temperament and way of doing things.

It can't be said that she didn't wholeheartedly strive for the interests of the monster group, but often in the related process, some private goods that are beneficial to her are also included.

Kazami Yuka actually doesn't care too much about Yakumo Murasaki's behavior, but if both parties want to cooperate, she has to prevent herself from being sold or used as a gun.

It's not that similar things have happened before. When Yakumo Zi knew that Kazami Yuka was looking for opponents everywhere to fight, she was very attentive to help introduce powerful enemies.

In the end, after Kazami Yuka killed almost all of these guys, she accidentally realized that these monsters were actually the enemies that Yakumo Zi had made before.

Since then, Kazami Yuka never believed any of Yakumo Zi's words, but because the other party didn't intend to harm her, she didn't choose to turn her face.

After Kazami Yuka laid out the facts and reasoned out what Yakumo Purple had done one by one, Yakumo Purple, who still had some integrity left, seemed to really feel a little embarrassed.

After hesitating and thinking about it, he still fully explained the purpose of his move. Anyway, there is nothing too shameful.

"In order to get rid of those who oppose you? By the way, you can also gain reputation. It is indeed a profitable business."

After Kazami Yuka squeezed out all the dry goods in Yakumo Zi's plan, she nodded and agreed on the spot.

Although this move does not have any substantial benefits for her, just being able to fight is enough.

Although Yakumo Zi and Kazami Yuka are top monsters, their prestige is not enough to command the monsters in the world, so there must be a chance to use their fists at that time.

"Okay, I will inform you when the time comes. Now I have to go to Dajiangshan, so first..."

Yakumo Zi raised her hand to open the gap as she spoke, but was stopped by Kazami Yuka who raised her hand.

"Wait. I have one last condition, and it's not difficult."

Kazami Yuka stood up as she spoke, and casually took the new umbrella leaning against the table. Her scarlet eyes were full of madness, looking at Yakumo Murasaki like a predator eyeing its prey.

Seeing Kazami Yuka's appearance, Yakumo Zi suddenly had a very bad premonition, and swallowed nervously.

But before she could escape, Kazami Yuka grabbed her wrist and dragged her in front of her.

"Come and play a game with me! It's just to relax and relax, and I also want to see how much I have improved!!"

On a deserted flat somewhere outside the Sun Flower Field, bursts of roars resounded through the sky, and the ground trembled slightly, showing the intensity of the battle.

Although Yakumo Zi's ability to move through the gap is extremely fast and unpredictable, but Kazami Yuka can also react and lock to the position where the gap opens in the first time by virtue of her connection with nature.

However, Yakumo Murasaki of the mage style would not be stupid enough to compete with Kazami Yuka of the warrior style in close physical combat. She would often immediately change her position to keep her distance when Kazami Yuka just dodged and rushed forward.

Three consecutive rounds of magic cannons spurted out from the tip of Feng Jian Youxiang's umbrella. The hot temperature burned the air. The demonic power was compressed to the extreme. The magic cannons were green to white, and contained enough power to destroy everything in front of them.

"The realm of fast and slow! The realm of single and double!! The realm of being and nothing!!!"

Yakumo Purple, who was sitting in the gap in mid-air with a cold face, waved the folding fan in his hand as he watched the three incoming magic cannons, and the power of the realm that subverted reality was quietly activated.

I saw three magic cannons rising into the sky at an angle of 45 degrees. They were first slowed down, and then one of them suddenly disappeared. Finally, when they were about to reach Yakumo Purple, even the remaining two rounds disappeared.

"Tsk! What a rogue-like ability."

Yuka Kazami, who had seen Zi Yakumo's methods countless times already, couldn't help but complain, squatting slightly and rushed into the air with force, the speed surpassed the speed of sound in an instant, creating a storm.

Seeing Kazami Yuka who came forward without any hesitation, Yakumo Zi smiled playfully, lightly tapped the folding fan in her hand, and a move that was almost the same as before was used.

"The realm of nothingness and existence! The realm of single and double! The realm of slowness and speed!"

The strange power of the realm spread and filled the air. The magic cannon around Yakumo Purple that she had just destroyed appeared again, and even directly turned into six paths.

The speed of the magic cannon that was blessed by the power of the realm increased at least several times, and it came to Kazami Yuka in an instant, making her teeth itch with hatred.

But it's not over here, the overwhelming magic bullets were multiplied by Yakumo Zi's flipping hands, densely covering the entire sky, and smashed down together with the magic cannons.

Kazami Youxiang's whole body was covered with demon power that was so thick that it was about to materialize, she turned around, raised her right fist, stretched her arms, and blasted her white fist at the magic cannon.

Accompanied by deafening explosions and blasting shock waves, the fist wrapped in demon power smashed away the first magic cannon, buying time for Kazami Yuka to act.

Taking advantage of the time difference between the two magic cannons, Kazami Yuka decisively changed her course of action, using the reflexes trained in years of fighting to move around in the barrage of bullets and fight her way out.

And behind Yakumo Zi didn't notice, another monster carved out of almost the same mold as Kazami Yuuka appeared vaguely.

"You Xiang is really much stronger, it won't work if it goes on like this."

Yakumo Zi muttered to herself, she has absolutely no chance of winning against Kazami Yuka in hard power, but her ability is so weird and unpredictable that others can't figure out the fighting routines at all.

Yakumo Zi lay back and fell into the gap, and the next moment, the gap opened again on Kazami Yuka's side.

"The realm of movement and stillness! The realm of waves and particles!"

Kazami Yuka shook her body and forcibly got rid of the negative influence of the power of the realm. She waved the umbrella in her hand and smashed the incoming magic bullet into pieces. She moved close to Yakumo Murasaki and punched her.

"We don't want to try your fists. It's not the same as it was back then. We're already old, and we might be torn apart if we hit it."

Yakumo Purple smiled flirtatiously, but her response was not slow at all.

Even though the boxing skills are not as strong as Feng Jian Youxiang, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to do it. The one or two tricks 'four liang dial a thousand catties' that she secretly learned back then are quite suitable for emergencies.

After guiding away Kazami Yuka's first punch, Yakumo Zi ran away without waiting for the opponent to attack again, and appeared in another place in the field.

Not only did Kazami Yuka not feel angry at all when she saw this, she instead smiled, raised her umbrella, and condensed a powerful magic cannon, aiming at Yakumo Murasaki.

At the same time, the hazy figure from before also appeared solidly and made the same movements as Kazami Yuka, releasing a magic cannon with the same power behind Yakumo Zi.

"Double Magic Cannon!!"

Two magic cannons shone brightly at the front and back blasted out at the same time, sealing off all the roads in front of and behind Yakumo Zi, and Yakumo Zi was caught off guard by a series of calculations.

"Forbidden Quadruple Barrier!"

Seeing that the magic cannon was about to fall on her body, Yakumo Zi turned pale, and instantly mobilized her demon power to arrange five barriers in succession to wrap and protect herself.

Staring at the explosion point where the magic cannons met, Feng Jian Youxiang looked up to the sky and let out a wild laugh. The tyrant's aura caused the surrounding flowers, plants and trees to bow in admiration.

"You lost this game! Zi Yakumo."

Chapter 117 The Underworld Yanluo

The long and quiet path spreads from the gray mist without knowing where it leads, and the delicate and beautiful flowers are clustered on both sides of the path, but there is no vigorous breath of life.

There were vague shadows walking on this road. There were men and women, old, young and middle-aged. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes. Some of them were not even human.

Everyone walked quietly, walking and walking along this long path that didn't know where it started and where it would end up.

Accompanied by the beeping sounds coming from nowhere, two short sentences were read out by someone in an extremely sad and affectionate voice, guiding the direction of everyone's progress like a soul.

"Huangquan Road, flowers on the other side, Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River."

"Wangxiangtai, Sanshengshi, Meng Po's hand broke the soul soup."

Even though the song was sung, when the lonely ghosts at the front of the team came to the river, they didn't walk on the white stone bridge, but on the wooden boats ferryed by the gods of death.

The small boat was made of unknown materials, but it could go up and down freely on the Wangchuan River where even feathers could not float. However, the small ship could only carry less than ten people at a time.

In order to bring the dead across here as soon as possible, hundreds of boats competed on the Wangchuan River, and countless small boats shuttled back and forth between this bank and the other bank without stopping for a moment.

"It's landed! It's landed! Hurry up and get off the boat, I have to pick up the next batch."

A small boat docked slowly at the pier on the other side, and the ferryman wearing a bamboo hat and holding a paddle urged without lifting his head, his voice seemed weak.

The ferryman resting on the oars looked extremely young, about fifteen or sixteen years old from his appearance.

She was wearing a long dress that was mainly blue, her pink hair was tied into two horn-like twintails, she had a pair of high-heeled clogs on her feet, and there was a giant scythe with a cold light lying beside her.

"Flowers bloom on the other side, and people go to die."

After the ghosts came ashore one after another and were taken over by other gods of death, the girl sighed quietly, punted the boat away from the shore and rowed to the other side again, repeating the boring and tiring work.

"Hey, today, it seems that I can't find a chance to be lazy..."

The dead souls who had reached the other side came to the final destination of their long journey one after another, an antique and majestic palace with Chinese architectural charm.

The eaves and teeth are pecking high, fighting each other, carving beams and painting buildings.

The door knocker on the vermilion heavy gate was stained with a little patina, and the towering stone pillars supported the wide eaves, and the roof was attached with pieces of bright golden glazed tiles.