I Became an Anonymous Boss

She could only push the wheelchair that was overturned out of the car to move forward. Even if the combined weight of Duan Mujin and Hanyu Rei was less than two hundred catties, it would be difficult to push them up a height of tens of meters.

Her swordsmanship is very powerful, but her physique is not too strong, and she still can't reach the point of surpassing human beings.

Who makes Yingzhou an island country with too many mountains, even Tokyo is not really all the way flat, the surrounding counties and districts still have ramps of tens of meters that make people laugh and cry, and every time they walk, they feel like climbing One tenth of the mountain road.

Fortunately, she was getting closer and closer to the shrine, and her speed was getting faster and faster. While urging her legs to run quickly, she resisted the thought of looking back.

That's not a battlefield she can't intervene at all. With the assistance of Budu Yuhunjianhun, she can temporarily gain a slashing speed like a god, which is comparable to a moment of speech. result.

It's a pity that she can't go, men are always stubborn, as if the battlefield belongs to him, and he will be warned even if he takes a step forward, like a lion's territory... Besides, there are two girls here who need her to take care of, Amamiya Ying also knew that Duanmujin and Hanyu Rei would prefer Shirataki to stay here, but she couldn't help it, someone had to play the role of the witch who gave Cinderella a pumpkin carriage and beautiful clothes, didn't she?

When Amamiya looked at the moment when he was about to reach the top.

Suddenly Rei Hanyu opened her pupils, her pupils lost focus and light, and even the color of fear was covered.

"He has come..."

The girl said so, like a declaration.

So He did come.

In the darkness, the invisible thing just floated behind Yu Gongying. The unique breath was like soft gauze stroking her back, and it was like heavy snow in winter falling on the back of the thin clothes. Melted into snow water, frozen and solidified on the back to form ice.

It's hard to tell that feeling, you don't feel it is heavy, but you feel it is scary and elusive.

Like the misty air that cannot be grasped, as if above the sky that cannot be seen clearly.

This is the gods...the primordial being above the mortal life, existence is the rule, it is nature, and it is the truth.

Yu Gongying turned around with difficulty, but saw nothing.

But she is indeed there, overlooking the earth, the shrine, and Edo.

The god stands in the white mist, and he is the netherworld.

Chapter 360 Nine Thousand Years ago

Yu Gongying could hardly suppress the shivering feeling, colder than the glacier, warmer than the sun, these two feelings appeared alternately, and hit her back at the same time, she couldn't help but pull out the cloth from the shadow The body of Du Yuhun.

But just as she was holding the hilt of the sword, Budu Yuhun's warning voice came: "Don't move..."

Its voice was trembling and sad: "Don't resist, you will die."

Budu Yuhun is too aware of the horror of the god behind it, just as it understands the history of the resting place.

That is an existence as long as this land, and it stands here, it is invincible in the world.

But Yu Gongying has no respect for gods, only fear, and humans are one of the few species that can overcome instinctive fear.

She still has to stubbornly draw her sword towards God, after all, beside her is the girl she swore to protect.

Rei Hanyu absolutely cannot give it to others, even if it is not for the safety of the resting place under her feet, even if she is facing a god.

She pulled out the ancient sword Budu Yuhun, and swung it at the blurred god.

The purple thunder light burst out with spiritual power, and with her slashing, it easily broke through the speed of sound, and the sword energy she swayed was like a purple crescent moon. This may be a beautiful swordsmanship that even Harley motorcycles can cut in two. The sharp and simple blade requires extraordinary willpower, and she has exercised her body during the confrontation with the demon again and again, which has greatly improved the degree of fusion with Budu Yuhun.

Shirataki holds a hammer in his hand, and he himself is like a hammer. Every time he collides with her sword, Yu Gongying, this simple and famous sword, moves closer to the realm of a precious sword. She keeps making progress. She doesn't say she is invincible, but It is also a sword enough to protect one side.

It's a pity that her precious sword is a sharp blade used to suppress the ghosts of Huangquan, and it should never be aimed at gods.

The purple thunder light sank into the dense fog, and then disappeared, like a drop of water falling into the waves, without a drop of waves being stirred up.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the rhythm of phantom figures in the thick fog.

He seemed to bend down, and lowered his palms in her direction.

For a moment, she seemed to be facing human ants directly, and she realized the huge difference the moment she swung the knife.

So why bother wielding a knife?

Of course for...

Yu Gongying heard the sound of footsteps, every step fell like a drum, like the sound of the footsteps of a sumo wrestler on the ring, the heavy footsteps seemed to trample the lumbar spine of this uphill road broken.

Her uneasiness went away, and she looked down through the thick fog, and the figure just walked.

The young man dragged a dry armored knight, the majestic momentum flowed with his breath, the white mist was pushed away, and within a radius of five meters, the thick fog was isolated, that invisible momentum, like an invisible beast perched on his shoulders.

He was wearing a hood and a mask, and most of his face was hidden in the darkness, only the left pupil was burning red.

If he didn't know it well, who would have recognized that he was the young man who was always a bit chic and lazy in the past?

This is the second time Yu Gongying has seen this appearance, but it is also the first time she has seen it with her own eyes.

The image records seen through the screen are too unreal, and only when you see it with your own eyes can you know what kind of momentum it is.

...that is the Heavenly Demon.

The demon stood in front of the god and said calmly: "You are so big, you are blocking the way."

It's diabolical.

Yu Gongying realized that her own slash might not be as harmful as Shirataki's subsequent words.

The gods in the dense fog realized his existence, and then a faint and distant voice came from the white mist.

What was being said no one could understand.

Shirataki just felt irritated, and then, the black knight dragged by his hand suddenly struggled crazily, this guy was able to move even after his limbs were broken, white thick fog surged over, and the air rolled like a wave.

Shirataki subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the mist, and threw out the black knight in his hand as a shield. Sure enough, when the white mist came, a shock wave like substance directly hit the black knight's body, and it burned with blue flames. .

Shirataki raised his arms, but he couldn't stop the all-pervasive white mist.

Fortunately, the gluttonous token on the waist came into play at this time. This waist card absorbs attacks of energy nature and is ineffective against physical attacks, but it is not afraid of attacks of this attribute energy. The vortex blocked the impact of the white mist in front.

Seeing this, Shirataki jumped over the skeleton of the black knight under his feet, and went straight forward. His palm pressed against Amamiya Ying's lower back, and his wrist might even touch her buttocks, but he didn't have time to pay attention to the touch at the critical moment... …

"Go away!"

Lift her into the wheelchair, and at the same time step on the well-made German wheelchair. At this time, there is still a height of 20 meters from the hillside. The combined weight of the three women is more than 180 kilograms, all of which are pressed on the four wheels of the wheelchair. With this kick, Yu Gongying's back shook, and she rushed up the ramp with an extremely fast acceleration, but this wheelchair probably never thought in this life that she could catch a shrimp at a speed of [-] miles, so it was completely exhausted. He forgot to brake and rushed forward.

The stone bridge in front is an arched shape.

But the wheelchair couldn't stop at all. It took advantage of the arc of the ramp and flew straight up. The four wheels left the ground and never wanted to come back.

So it flew out, and then fell apart in mid-air. The result of burning dreams is always embarrassing.

But the three people flying in the air couldn't stop at all, and they flew out in three different parabolas in the air.

Duan Mujin realized that if she landed in this position, she might not even be able to sit in a wheelchair for a while, and her butt would fall into eight pieces.

Fortunately, at this moment, she suddenly thought of something, grabbed Rei Hanyu, and then tightly held the ring on her chest with her right hand.

The spiritual power of the Ring of Kun was stimulated, forming a barrier around the body.

The barrier hit the ground to form a buffer, and it didn't break immediately under the weight of the two of them. It lasted for three seconds before dissipating.

In the end it just stained the clothes.

Duan Mujin didn't care about her butt that was hurting from the stone, so she checked Hanyu Rei's condition first, and was relieved when she saw that her complexion was improving rapidly. She looked around, this is a shrine's approach to worship, Ahead is the main hall of the shrine, and when they just flew over, they had passed through a torii gate, but the torii gate was a bit too huge, and the two vermilion pillars looked as wide as the distance between Xuanwu gate.

She didn't see that white mist anymore, but everything around her was emitting a little bit of golden light.

Duan Muqin was surprised that she could see these tiny golden particles. She had never seen a ghost before, could it be that she was infected by the demon virus?

"This is the Jingu?" Duan Mujin asked.

"Yes." Budu Yuhun replied instead, because Yu Gongying was busy pulling her upper body out of the bushes: "How is the witch?"

"She's much better, there's no ghostly white mist, and her body temperature and heartbeat have returned to normal." Duan Mujin let Han Yuren lie flat for a while, and she moved to the railing, trying to sit up with the support of her arms.

"What are you going to do?" Budu Yuhun asked again.

"He hasn't come yet."

"You don't need to worry about that." Budu Yuhun said firmly: "He will be fine."

"How can you be sure?"

"Because he is a demon."

"Then what is Heavenly Demon?" Duan Mujin questioned. She wanted to ask a long time ago, but she never asked because of the urgency of the situation. Now that she is safe, her doubts are also linked together one by one, congested in the bottom of her heart. The barrier lake forced her to speak.

"I asked Shirataki, he himself has only a half-knowledge of the 'demons', he is still human in essence, but has superhuman resilience, but other than that, he is very different from those 'demons'. "

"But you seem to have a lot of understanding of 'Sky Demon'."

"It's the same when you come to Jingu this time, you just need to bring Rei Hanyu back, in fact, you don't need to invite Shirataki at all, saying that you care about his mood, and wanting to match Rei Hanyu, in my opinion, is more like an excuse. "

Duan Mujin didn't believe in Budu Yuhun, she stared at the eyeballs in Yu Gongying's shadow: "I know you must be hiding something from us, you have been hesitating about the gods of the nether world all the time, including this It’s the same when I came to Jingu the next time. Why does this happen when Lian comes into contact with the white mist? I am not affected by the white mist as a mortal and even a seriously ill patient, which is obviously abnormal.”

"No, after all, why didn't Jingu send envoys to protect Rei Hanyu's safety."

"Just one Amame Ying is not enough, what about the others?"

"If the gods of the nether world are really so powerful, why can a shrine stop the god outside?"

"You don't even have the will to resist, but you assert that the demon can compete with the gods, which is even more unreasonable, unless..."

The more anxiously she pressed the question, the more silent the other party responded.

"Little girl, your sternness is only because he is in danger outside. You know too little, so you can't guess it." Budu Yuhun said calmly: "It's nothing to play tricks with us old guys. Necessary, we have no malice... and we can't afford to provoke this kind of person at all..."

"But he knows a lot. Do you think he is really stupid? I don't want him to become someone's pawn or be used by someone." Duan Mujin said coldly, "It doesn't matter if it's based on good intentions or malice."

"We didn't take advantage of it, or in other words, we should all do so." Budu Yuhun said in a mysterious and incomprehensible manner.

"I don't like charades." Duan Mujin said, "I don't believe in fate."

"That's because you know too little." Budu Yuhun said: "When did you think this disaster happened? It was doomed a long time ago, and it was the grievance between the demon and the god. , It is not something we can control... All we can do is to facilitate the connection between the witch and the demon as much as possible, and end the regrets of thousands of years ago... Only such a resting place can last forever."

Chapter 370

"Thousands of years ago?" Duan Mujin was shocked by this time span, but modern people lack awe of history. Today's people stand in a peaceful age and look back at wars. It seems that the memory of tragedies has become light, let alone myths. The millennium of legends.

But her expression became serious, and she read a little something wrong, with a taste of conspiracy.

"You mean, fate?" Duan Mujin asked calmly: "Is the encounter between the demon and the witch a kind of fate? Did they meet thousands of years ago?"

"It's fate."

"Obviously I guided it."