Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

I am actually the God of Courage?God of rage?

Really useless.

"Your Majesty Su Zhanming, things are ready."

I don't know when, while he was thinking, the clown Jiankong appeared beside him with his usual smirk.

Holding a long knife with a sheath in both hands, he bowed his head respectfully and offered it: "The god of rage, the king of the sea, the ancestor of Izumo and Kunitsu gods, the guardian of Izumo, the king of heroes, Susanoo Suzhan Your Majesty Ming Mian. Your people offer you your weapons—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— OF of [-].

Suzhan Mingzun looked at the long sword in his hand, and the feeling of being connected and connected by blood poured into his heart one after another.

He couldn't help thinking of the agreement he had made with the eight-headed white-scaled giant snake.

He is a believer, much better than me.

Laughing at himself like this, Suzhan Mingzun grabbed the long sword.

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She drew the knife out of its sheath, and the snow-white knife surface was as cold as frost under the moonlight.

Hiss~ hiss~!

The hoarse sound of several snakes sounded out of thin air, as if the long sword was responding.

Suzhan Mingzun casually held a sword flower in his hand, and regained his touch.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth naturally.

Ever since Tiancongyunjian was given to Qiongqiong Chuzun (the grandson of heaven) by Amaterasu Empress, he has not communicated with his beloved sword in this way for nearly a thousand years.

It's really ridiculous to say that the saber of my ancestor of the Izumo god was given to the enemy of my descendants, and it became a sharp weapon for him to crusade against my Izumo god.

What an irony.

"Are you ready?" He held a long sword in his hand, and a sense of pride arose naturally.

The temples, which were originally gray, gradually became black and shiny again.

"nature."

Ren Jiankong replied with a smile.

He stretched out his hand and motioned back: "Look."

Under the moonlight, the ocean under the palace suddenly set off huge waves.

Amidst the huge waves, countless scarlet eyes gradually lit up, layers of rich faith fields were layered on top of each other, and the oppressive sky became dark.

The moonlight retreats, and the gods set off.

Chapter 15 War

The girl Amaterasu fell asleep sweetly, and fell into a deep sleep after eating the breaths of the Eighty Futsu Hikami and the Dai Futsu Hikami.

Judging from her usual experience, she will sleep for about one to two hours, and then grow up a few years in her sleep.

Memory and physical mobility are also partially restored.

With nothing to do, no drinks or side dishes, although the moonlight was thick, Yue Zhongming couldn't help feeling a little bit less interested.

He kind of misses the Moonlight Beauty Sake from Tanuki’s boss in Tokyo, and also misses Speiyun’s craftsmanship a little bit.

And most importantly, he really missed Saori a little bit.

And Ning Ning, Sha Luo, Shiina, Ji Ming......

Missing can't be turned into running water under the moon, it can only flow back to the heart, and keep saving and brewing in the heart.

He squinted his eyes, lay down next to the young girl Amaterasu for a rest, looked up at the moonlight, and leisurely shouted to the sky: "The honored guest comes, there is no wine and no food, what a disappointment." "

While he was watching, a ray of moonlight descended from the night sky and fell beside him.

The moonlight glows, changing like flowing water, creating a thin curtain.

A figure appeared in front of the thin screen.

Ka~!

In the next second, the figure stepped out of the thin screen and appeared in front of Yu Zhongming.

This is a middle-aged man in a Tang suit with a feather crown, his face is solemn, his appearance is simple, and he is full of majesty.

Yu Zhongming sat up straight, and asked with a smile, "Your Honor, is Yueyue Mingzun present?"

"It's me, Your Excellency Yu Zhongming, the sword master of the Yuzhong family. Although I haven't met you, I have been in love with you for a long time." Yue Du Mingzun glanced at Yu Zhongming, and said with a little emotion: "Your Excellency, in the year of weak crown To become the sword master of the other side, even the peerless swordsman who has dominated the shogunate for many years is not as good as you at your age. The human body really contains infinite possibilities."

"Aiya, aiya." It was very useful for Yu Zhongming to boast about himself to one of the three noble sons.

His face was full of smiles: "Tsukiyomi Mingzun, you are one of the three noble sons of my Japanese archipelago, the leader of many gods, the vice-lord of Takamahara, and the belief of nearly [-] million Japanese archipelago humans. Why do you flatter me like this? Makes me a little embarrassed."

After the greetings, Tsukiyomi Mingzun's smile slowly faded: "Your Excellency Yu Zhongming, you should know my intention for coming, so I won't say much. Can you give me the girl in your hand? "

Yu Zhongming looked at him, then at the girl who was still sleeping sweetly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually subsided: "Speaking out of thin air, I want to let her out. If I only have such small courage, why not Is it worthy of your praise?"

Tsukiyomi Mingzun stood under the moon, wisps of moonlight flickered around him.

He stared at Yu Zhongming blankly, the invisible pressure still had substance, and the faint moonlight seemed to be his help.