I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

But the blood-colored aurora spread on the sword, like a lightsaber colliding.The kabbana veins on the two people became more and more dazzling, and then the veins spurted out the photons of the sky, forming light wings similar to butterflies.

When Wuming was very young, her mother covered her eyes to hide the dead.Tell her that the butterfly leads the soul to the next world, and it is just the scene in front of her.

The blade seemed to be driven by the gust of wind, and the two collided for hundreds of rounds in a short period of time. The other half of the Tianshou Pavilion was swaying in the wind. Aurora and Nameless collide.

He slashed heavily towards Wuming, and all the blades spread out, rushing towards Wuming like a rain of flowers all over the sky.

It should have been the moment of the decisive victory, but he suddenly felt his heart throbbing, and the whole person stagnant.

No longer timid.

Wuming's eyes were on fire, and he launched a thrust towards Tiantiao Meima.

The shards of the blade of the sky were opened by the strong wind and blood flames, and the sword in Wuming's hand stabbed into the chest of Tiantiao Meima, and then moved forward against Tiantiao Meima, slamming him into the wall.

Tiantiao Meima looked at her chest blankly, and there was not even a drop of blood from the place that was broken open by Wuming.

He blocked the body's pain and canceled the body's self-protection.

But sublimation has to pay the price of blood. Wuming's previous sublimation almost burned out the blood in her body. If it wasn't for Kuang San, she would have already died outside the Japanese Culture Station.

But Tiantori Mima, who didn't understand at all, squandered and burned everything like that.

"Uhhhhhh!!!" Wuming cried, cutting Tiantiao Meima's heart.

"Nameless... I caught a coward." Tiantori Mima's voice shattered like a bellows leaking from the wind, and her hand wrapped in hard armor stroked Wuming's cheek.

"I'm sorry, big brother." Wuming took out the sword, hugged Tiantiao Meima, and slowly brought it down.

"Wuming... also has his own ideas." As he was dying, Tiantiao Mima sighed with emotion.

"It's not Wuming." Wuming wiped away tears.

"It's Suizumi."

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The Tianshou Pavilion completely collapsed.

That magnificent building eventually became a royal mausoleum, with the father on one side, killed by his own son.

On one side is Zi, who was killed by his own 'claw'.

In the center of the collapsed ruins, Wuming sat there on his knees, sobbing lowly, saying goodbye to his past.

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"Hoizumi...don't cry."

Kuang San, who has been sitting on the clock tower, lowered his eyes, and a huge quaint dial appeared in the black and red light and shadow behind him.

"I'll let Hozuki...live in a world without Kabane."

"Time...is so gentle...so cruel."

The muzzle of the steam rifle in Kurumi's hand showed a distorted black and red light and shadow, and the whole gun was shaking constantly, as if it might be scrapped at any time.

"Yod-Bet - Twelve Bullets"

Chapter 43 The Closing - What Misunderstandings You May Have About Me (To Be Continued)

Next year's Qixi Festival, you will eventually forget me.

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Constantly restless, the trembling steam rifle pressed against Kurumi's chin, and the black and red shadow on the muzzle evaporated.Behind her, the huge golden clock about the height of the two of them tilted slightly.

Kurumi looked in the direction of the Tianshou Pavilion and seemed to see Wuming kneeling there and weeping.

"I just want to prove that manpower can change history." Kurumi hinted to himself that it was not because Wuming was cute or something, that he was biased.

I was still a little worried about the quality of the steam rifle that was constantly instigating this, but finally Kuangsan chose to pull the trigger.

The heart (pseudo) said...you can go.

"Yod-Bet - Twelve Bullets"

When the trigger was pulled, a black and red shadow came from behind, engulfing Emperor Keke, and then coiled forward and wrapped around Kurumi.

The shadow wriggled, swallowing up the girl's petite body little by little. In the end, only the golden, inorganic eye of the clock remained.

Compared with the previous time, the time displayed on the eyeball has moved forward by three hours.The power consumed grows exponentially with the lookback time.

Even if you go back to 30 years ago, you need to absorb the power of an elf.

Fortunately, in Fuyuki City, Kurumi is very full and full.

The power accumulated in the endless sea monsters and underground spiritual veins for 60 years, and the accumulation of Justisa's 200 years, gave Kuang San the confidence to squander.

It's just a pity that Kurumi himself can't directly replenish it, there is no upper limit to her power.There is as much as you eat, and as much as you have left.Otherwise, a backpack of medicines would need to be so preoccupied.

In the future, if you find someone who is attractive and strong enough, you must eat her up.Then pour a few bottles of magic potion, eat it, wipe her down, and press her down.

Black and red ripples appeared, and the beautiful figure of the girl disappeared completely.

In the ruins of the Tianshou Pavilion, Wuming, who was sobbing, suddenly raised his head and looked around at Jingang Guo blankly, feeling empty in his heart, as if the most precious thing had been stolen.

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