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Chapter 77 Excellent Research Materials ([-])
"Do you think we don't want to deal with sprites?"

Miko Shion stood up, her small body looked extraordinarily thin under the large miko uniform.

"It can't be solved, it can't be solved, it can't be solved!!!"

Ziyuan's tears flowed down her cheeks, and she seemed to recall her mother's resolute figure when she stood in front of her, sealing the monster.

"One generation, two generations, how many years, how many witches, they all disappeared, only the monster, only it, only it survived!!!"

With bare feet, Ziyuan walked up to Isamu Fujita step by step, and looked up at him.

"We paid a price you can't imagine, and paid the lives of countless witches and protectors. Can you stand here and say a few words to solve it!"

Ziyuan's lavender eyes contained countless anger, as well as endless sorrow.

"I'm tired, let's go."

After staring at Isamu Fujita for a while, she put down the hand that was about to grab his collar, turned around and walked back, sat there again, staring blankly at the world outside the palace.

Ziyuan didn't go out of the palace often, and every time she went out, the eyes of those people made her feel scared.

aversion, hatred, fear, dread, indifference
The child excitedly ran over and gave a purple flower: "Sister, sister, you are so beautiful, this flower is for you."

Afterwards, the child was pressed by the parents on the stool and beaten severely.

"Are you desperate? Dare to approach the witch!"

"Everyone near her is dead, do you want to die too?"

"Woo~ ah~ woo woo~ ah~ I, I dare not"

The cake that nine-year-old Zi Yuan was holding fell to the ground with a click.

From then on, everyone, no matter adults or children, always avoided Zi Yuan when they saw her.

Sprites.
Sprites and witches have been entangled thousands of years ago. They are not ninja people, and they screamed at each other.

The sprites chose to bear the negative emotions of the world and fight for conquest and destruction, while the witches wanted to settle down and live an ordinary life.

However, the blackening is twice as strong, and the whitewashing is three points weaker.

Monsters rely on people's negative emotions to grow stronger and stronger, while witches rely on their talents to practice. After all, witches are no match for monsters. The first generation of witches created the method of genetic power inheritance (princesses may not be transformed from dragons) .

Generations of witches have preserved their soul power and passed it on to subsequent witches, who then sealed the sprites and passed them on to new witches.

The obviously extremely powerful soul power is like a curse, entangled in the entire witch family, unable to break free, unable to give up, regardless of life or death.

Such a thing is called by people: "Mission"

The witches resigned to their fate, and the samurai also resigned to their fate. The five major countries, including all the small countries during the Warring States period, resigned to their fate, but Isamu Fujita would not.

In the place where he was born, there was no such thing as "mandate of heaven" and "destiny". The mission is to be chosen by oneself and undertaken by oneself, and "man" will definitely win over "heaven"!
Fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, the fun is endless! ! !

"It's been so many years, and I'm still talking about fate..." Isamu Fujita sighed faintly, Kushina survived, and Orochimaru is still hiding from XZ in the Middle East under the joker's plan (Sayin hasn't finished reforming yet), If there is no accident, the red sand scorpion will defect "Xiao" when he turns around. Hiduan is also planning to grab it and slice it for research. You want to abduct Er Zhuzi, and you still tell me about your fate!Fenghua Xiaoxue returned to the country ahead of schedule!

"Fate, do you really understand?" Isamu Fujita slowly walked in front of Zi Yuan, blocking her view.

He bent down slowly, and his face slowly approached Zi Yuan's small face.

"Little girl, fate is just a lie. Everything can be changed. When you catch her, she is full of uncertainty. When you give up on her, she will tell you: "This is fate." The future cannot be controlled by one person, whether it is me, you, or your mother, the respectable "Maitreya" priestess, we cannot control the future, the so-called "prediction" is just empty."

Ziyuan looked at Isamu Fujita with a icy and cold face in fear (forcing to calm down, never mind~), and unconsciously moved back a little.

"Have you ever killed someone with your own hands?"

Isamu Fujita stood up, his body blocked all of Ziyuan's sight, standing in front of Ziyuan like an unattainable mountain.

Zi Yuan shook her head: "No."

"Killing is not a good experience, and I don't want to do it anymore, but I have to."

Isamu Fujita stretched out his hand, spread five fingers, and placed it in front of Shion.

"Look, they are as white as jade, as smooth as new, what beautiful hands!"

Fujita Yong smiled: "But these hands have killed many people."

"Although it's not as good as those ninjas who have already become famous, I have killed almost [-] people, right?"

Fujita Isamu slowly moved his hand closer to Shion's small face.

"You have the gift of this ancestor, and you have a naturally powerful soul. You shouldn't be like this."

"It's useless."

As Ziyuan said, she moved back again.

"No matter how I say it, I will not release such news."

She said firmly: "The kingdom of ghosts has only been stable for a few years, it hasn't regained its vitality, and it can no longer be turbulent. Moreover, you haven't proved that you can get rid of monsters."

Isamu Fujita: "."

Naruto too!Get out the book!I want to buy your mouth escape secret technique!
"I didn't want to do this at first," said Isamu Fujita, took out a silk scarf from his sleeve, and then took out a small black ball.

He took the silk scarf and made gestures on Ziyuan's body, then tied it on her head.

“Not bad~”

He said with a smile, and then handed the black ball to Zi Yuan.

"Eat it."

Shion looked at Isamu Fujita like an idiot, then opened his mouth and said, "What the hell~"

"So cute~" Fujita touched Ziyuan's head, turned around and looked outside the mage's armor, facing his glaring guards.

"Crack~"

Isamu Fujita snapped his fingers, the mage's armor disappeared, and the samurai who were holding up their swords to continue slashing also put down their swords. They saw what Isamu Fujita did—forcibly stuffed a black thing into the young witch mouth.

"It's poison~"

Isamu Fujita said with a smile: "There are only three days. If there is no antidote from me after three days, you will lose your lovely witch."

Isamu Fujita smiled and pinched the little witch's face, and his face became icy cold in an instant.

Damn, forgot to turn off "forced calm".

"So, let's spread the news that the Miko is about to completely wipe out the sprites, and then all of them get out of here."

Isamu Fujita had a cold face, pinching Miko's small face with his hands, looking extra convincing.

"Ashiho-sama."

"Do as he says!"

Ashho's face darkened, he waved his hand, and gave an order.

Regardless of the mood of these samurai and witches, Isamu Fujita jumped to the top of the palace, lay there leisurely, and threw the black "poison" and white "antidote" into his mouth one by one.

Hey, isn’t it Mai Lisu, these mountain cannons~
　i'm sorry
　　only one
　　
　
(End of this chapter)