Zongman: My daily life is not peaceful

Chapter 56

The woman under siege was Isayama Huangquan’s cousin, Isayama, a cold-looking but very beautiful girl who dressed up in a kimono and clogs on weekdays, and often wore a lily headband on her left hair.

It gives the impression of a cold beauty.

And Isayama’s words are indeed not very much, but she has always been very cold, but tonight she encountered a small trouble.

The irregular movement of resentment, and the revived horde of evil spirits, in the previous expulsion mission, Isayama gave the task of expelling the miscellaneous fish to the two interns, while he kept tracking down the source of the gathering of grievances.

And the flying spirit butterfly attracted her attention, while killing the evil spirits that stood in the way, she chased her to the unfinished sea-crossing bridge.

Then the next thing was the scene of being besieged by the spirit butterfly, Isayama alone against the whole scene, with superb martial arts and rich combat experience, hundreds of evil spirit butterflies did not hurt her a single hair.

However, her weapon could not completely annihilate this group of butterflies, so the battle situation has been stalemated until now.

After shattering the human form formed by butterflies again, Isayama began to get a little impatient.

The girl looked at the shadows and said awe-inspiringly: “Show your true face, what is it to hide and hide all the time?” ”

When the words fell, what should have been an empty bridge suddenly heard several sounds of breaking the void.

The silver iron cone cut through the night, and Isayama, who had been vigilant, immediately turned over and jumped backwards, and at the same time used the long knife in his hand to shoot down the flying iron cone, with a smart and simple shape.

Those iron cones pierced deeply into the cement pavement, and if they hit the human body, they may be instantly penetrated.

Isayama’s martial arts made the figure hiding in the shadows pause slightly, and it seemed that he did not expect that this strangely dressed girl was not one of those little minions.

But that’s about it.

In his eyes, Isayama was at best a plaything with a little strength.

Thinking of this, a blurred figure emerged from the atmosphere, and under the dark moonlight, a teenager dressed formally, with silver-white hair covering half of his face, with an evil smile on his face, slowly moved out of the shadows and walked to the place illuminated by half of the moonlight.

“What if you see it?”

The white-haired young man smiled, but his golden pupils showed heterogeneous and vicious eyes.

“Is that the one you brought with you those evil spirits?”

Isayama asked as she leaned down, the girl’s left hand behind her back, leaning slightly, the muscles of her legs tensed, and strength gradually accumulated in the muscles.

“More precisely, the stone set in my eyes.”

The white-haired girl very indifferently lifted the bangs that covered her left eye, revealing a scarlet stone embedded in the eye socket instead of the eyeball.

The evil aura blows gusts of yin wind on the bridge, accompanied by the lapping of the waves, and on the dim bridge, it gives people a suffocating sense of oppression.

Then, the sound of clothes stirring in the wind sounded in his ears, and the wide long knife easily cut through the boy’s abdomen, forcibly piercing his body.

Isayama had already made plans that he did not need mercy for evil spirits, so he took advantage of the gap between the other party’s words and quickly closed the distance without thinking that it was a sword.

Aiming at the flank will not immediately hurt life, but also instantly make the enemy lose its combat effectiveness.

Isayama meditated and interrogated him for more information before he died.

For example, the stone in his left eye – the killing stone.

Isayama had just shown a proud look, and the boy who was suddenly pierced by the hole in his body, his curved body suddenly stood up straight again, with a smile on his face, allowing the wound to expand, and slowly approaching Isayama.

“Obviously even the spine has been cut, how can it be like this?”

The weird scene made the girl start sweating.

“Huh? Are you not small in ambition, jealousy, anger, hatred, disgust, utilitarianism, and greedy plunder? ”

The young man said slowly, the mockery in his pupils overflowed, and the hands holding the handle of the knife were more like mocking Isayama’s weakness and weakness.

Killing stones have the power to see through people’s hearts.

The negative emotions in Isayama’s heart are gradually being drawn out by the killing stone.

“Just as flowers attract butterflies, evil spirits are attracted to them.”

The white-haired boy suddenly took out four iron cones, lightly held the weapon, and stabbed towards the back of Isayama’s hand, if she was hit, she would definitely be pierced in the flesh.

However, at this moment, as if he felt something, the iron cone in his hand did not pierce, but suddenly looked overhead.

Against the background of the half-moon scene, Luo Yun’s figure quietly fell.

Santuhe and Hiroshi frowned deeply, the killing stone gave him powerful demon power, which was why he evolved from a nobody, to a big demon that even Isayama could easily defeat, but he didn’t even know when this man appeared.

“People will become weak in order to love someone, but there is no need to be ashamed of it, because this is not really weakness.” – Malcolm X

The dark clouds gradually moved, and the silver-like moonlight also appeared inch by inch, and Luo Yun stepped out of the shadows, as if the darkness slowly receded with his steps.

“Only those who know weakness and weakness can truly become strong.”

“So jealousy or prejudice, these feelings do not need to be denied in themselves, as long as they are part of a proper expression of the real situation.”

“What are you?!”

Santuhe and Hong’s brows furrowed deeper.

Luo Yun looked at him and said with a smile: “It may be Kamen Rider passing by.” ”

“Shut up!”

Santuhe and Hiroshi felt ridiculed, became angry, and blushed.

Luo Yun completely laughed at him in turn, the poisonous chicken soup that was poured into the mountains just now was completely a schoolboy-style speech, unreasonable, it sounded very forceful, but if it was debunked, his face would hurt a lot.