After Becoming a Little |

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Japan · Dongdu · a certain shrine

Yamato Nadeko, who had bargained with Alia before and successfully completed the task of admitting counsel with her excellent tongue skills, was looking at a body bag in front of her, frowning.

Now she no longer has the respect in front of Aliya, but is full of aloofness and coldness.

Although she has other names, Yamato Nadeko is also a good name, so let's use it for her for now.

The body bag was opened, and inside was the body of a woman in a red dress. Her clothes were torn, but the two witches next to her had already scrubbed her body, cleaned the wound, and wrapped it in gauze—it didn’t look like it anyway. It is an operation to treat a corpse.

In fact, everyone is wondering about two things.

First, who is this woman?

Second, is this woman dead or not?

Yamato Nadeko looked at the body of the woman in the red dress in the bag, touched her neck with her hand, and said in a voice full of doubts: "She... can't feel breathing at all. When you clean her, she will Are there any signs of awakening?"

The two witches looked at each other and shook their heads in horror. Although the body of the girl in the red dress was a little cold, she didn't have the stiffness of a corpse. They thought she was a poor guy who had been beaten into a vegetable.

Yamato Nadeko turned his head back to look at her strange face. Although he didn't know who this person was, it must be of some value for that extraordinary man to bring her out.

The problem is that this person is of value to Gao Tianyuan.

Could it be possible to summon the dragon after saving her?

"There is a weak heartbeat, but it only happens once an hour. If I hadn't been monitoring it before, I almost missed it."

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses leaned over and looked at the body of the woman in the skirt with fanatical eyes. The latter's face was calm and even slightly flushed, as if he had passed out.

He pushed his glasses: "This person is so unique! I can't wait to cut her open to see how different she is from us!"

"Snapped--"

Yamato Nadeko slapped him with his hands: "Presumptuous!"

The man with gold spectacles stood up abruptly, "Hi—"

Yamato Nadeko didn't look at him anymore, thought for a while, recalled the overlord gun, closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, and when he opened them again, he had already made up his mind: "Send her to Gaotianyuan, you two go Take care of her personally, without my permission, no one is allowed to disrespect her."

When she said this, she almost highlighted the man in the gold-rimmed glasses, who lowered his head unwillingly, hid his eyes behind the golden-rimmed glasses, and stopped talking.

The two maidens saluted: "Of order, Fushimi Inari-sama."

Yamato Nadeko nodded, and was about to go out the door when he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at them: "Where is Master Suzhanming?"

"Rest in the backyard."

Yamato Nadeko turned around strangely and walked towards the backyard, and then saw his companion sitting cross-legged in the middle of the yard, who seemed to be much older.

His white hair is still cool, with the temperament of a handsome uncle, but what is blowing in the wind is no longer loneliness, but confusion.

"what happened?"

She put her hand on Suzhan Mingzun's shoulder, and said softly, "Your injury is serious, you should go for treatment, why are you here?"

Suzhan Mingzun looked down at half of the "New Tiancongyun Sword" in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why is this happening?"

"...Because the opponent is too strong."

"No, you won't understand." Suzhan Mingzun looked at his hand: "I've been waiting for her for 30 years... You won't understand the feeling of seeing her face to face."

"So? She is not Baishou Taixuan, she is a tyrant—a more domineering tyrant than Baishou Taixuan! You should know what happened on the Poseidon. Her sword is a sword used by the army to kill. No one can stop her, no one can stop her... Wake up, there are always such geniuses in every era, even if they use methods that are not chosen by the mainstream of the era, there is still no way to cover up their brilliance!"

Yamato Nadeko squatted down and said softly, "Wake up, we should look forward, Gao Tianyuan, and stop clinging to the glory and obsession of the past."

"A person who cannot carry out his beliefs, whether it is life or death, can only be a tragedy!" Suzhan Mingzun waved his arm and broke away from her hand: "Gao Tianyuan Xin Mingliu is an invincible swordsmanship—"

"...The sword is a murder weapon, and sword skill is a trick to kill people. No matter how beautiful words are used to cover it up, it is always the truth."

Suzhan Mingzun opened his mouth and widened his eyes when he heard the words, and finally sighed dejectedly: "I..."

Yamato Nadeko shook his head: "The person who died didn't want to see his relatives to avenge him, but his relatives to live happily. Do you want to continue the hatred 30 years ago to the next 30 years?"

"..."

After a long while, Suzhan Mingzun closed his eyes, held the half of Tiancongyun sword with his hand, and put it in the scabbard at his waist accurately, but the sound of the sword being drawn was empty, which made people feel half empty in their hearts.

"Times will change, and swordsmanship will also change. Only human beings will never repent." He opened his eyes, stood up and walked outside, only sighed: "She is right, Gao Tianyuan is a human being, not a god." .”

Yamato Nadeko looked at his back, and then at a memory card in his hand, with a tone that only he could hear clearly.

"Gao Tianyuan, will become a real god on earth..."

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Japan·Aomori·Beach

Benzi's territory is very small, as small as 450 kilometers, enough to span one-third of Honshu Island.

And Aomori is the northernmost tip of Honshu Island, which is just over 450 kilometers away from the east.

Des Moines jumped out of the helicopter. He looked much better than the tattered khaki wild man. This beast, which seriously injured the mother monster and little wild man, was still alive and kicking.

It's just that his footsteps are a bit vain, and it looks like he is overdrawn, and he needs Huiyuan brand Shenbao tablets to supplement it.

Looking back in the direction of Dongdu, extremely complicated thoughts appeared in his eyes, but when he turned his head, only pure coldness and reason remained.

I am a man who wants to bear the Holy Cross, and I cannot be weak, any weakness will ruin my last hope.

He looked at the subordinates who came to meet him in front of him: "Let's go, prepare all the physical examination items for me, and use my current physical data as the blue - who is it?!"

He raised his voice three degrees, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the beach not far away.

A woman in a red and white priestess costume, step by step, slowly stepped on the beach, walking towards this side.

The subordinates were shocked inexplicably—when did the other party approach this distance without being noticed? !

Someone tried to observe the surroundings, but he found that as soon as he left his sight, he would subconsciously ignore the existence of that witch. When he saw the nervous eyes of his companions from the corner of his eye, he suddenly remembered that there was someone on the other side, so he nervously looked at the girl again. Stare at her.

Des Moines sniffed the slight smell of the sea breeze in the air, and frowned: "Hallucinogenic drugs? Playing tricks!"

He motioned to his subordinates, a hunk nodded, raised the gun in his hand, assumed a standard shooting posture, and shot the opponent's foot.

"Bang——ding~"

The other party was still walking towards this side, and there was a slight metal collision sound that could be heard, drifting over with the wind.

Des Moines eyes were sharp for an instant, how could the other party do this? !

She used the sword at her waist to split the high-speed flying metal bullet——

The priestess put the samurai sword into the pure white scabbard at her waist, continued to maintain the same pace as before, and slowly walked to the opposite side of Des Moines.

Des Moines looked at her with a blunt tone: "If I had set fire to you just now, you would have died!"

The witch stared at him, pondered for a moment, and asked, "What do you mean by focusing fire?"

"..."

The two sides stared at each other for a while, and Des Moines took a deep breath: "Who are you?"

The white sword maiden lowered her head slightly: "I am the maidservant of the shrine in Kashima."

Des Moines frowned even tighter: "The shrine in Kashima? I have no cooperation with you Gao Tianyuan, right?"

"I'm not here for Gao Tianyuan, I'm here for one thing."

The white sword maiden straightened her waist, staring at the long black safety box in Des Moines' hands.

Des Moines looked at the box in his hand following her gaze, and sneered: "I haven't cooperated with Gao Tianyuan yet, you are a shrine, why do you make a deal with me?"

He leaned forward slightly, and his tone became low: "I manufacture biological weapons, and you Gao Tianyuan increase your importance and influence by destroying these biological weapons. This is a tacit understanding... Don't take this tacit understanding as a It's your capital—"

The white sword maiden shook her head: "I don't understand what you are talking about, but can you give me that sword?"

"..."

Des Moines looked left and right, and his men shook their heads at him, indicating that there was no one else around.

So he was even more puzzled: "Where do you get the confidence? Or, are you carrying something that can threaten me, making me obedient to your request?"

"This sword cannot fall into your hands." The white sword maiden saluted again, pressing the hilt of the sword around her waist with her right hand: "I will enshrine it in Kashimari Shrine to attract the one who disappeared 30 years of white head Taixuan, I have been waiting for her for a long time, this is the only chance."

"...If you are talking about a woman from that republic, then you are mistaken. She is not the White Head Taixuan, she is a tyrant."

He looked at the white maiden uniform of the white sword maiden in front of him, and seemed to think of something again, and his tone softened a little: "You go, I don't want to kill you, or... I don't want to kill women."

The white sword maiden shook her head stubbornly: "This sword is her sword, not yours."

Des Moines took a deep breath, looked at his newly replaced mechanical arm, shook his empty right hand again, and looked at her with his lips pursed, his gaze gradually became sharper.

"Since this is the case, let me see again, how far you so-called dark world powerhouses can go!"

The red metal armor stretched out from his inner lining, barely covering his neck and upper body. A small probe pierced his neck, injecting a crystal clear light blue potion into his body.

Accompanied by a muffled snort, his eyes became blood red, the hideous veins visible to the naked eye burst open, and the beating blood vessels climbed along the sides of his cheeks all the way to his forehead.

The slim shirt was directly torn. Although the muscles did not swell to the point of exaggeration in the comics, they were obviously a whole circle bigger, with sharp edges and corners, and a dull blue color.

The white sword maiden stared into his eyes, and slowly lowered her eyes: "You are very tired...don't be like this."

"To shut up--"

[Crazy Des Moines] The right hand patted the safety box, the thick tempered plastic was shattered by the palm, the black sponge bounced off, and an epee with a deep purple luster revealed a hilt .

He grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled it out with its scabbard abruptly, and slammed it so hard at the opposite white sword maiden, but at the moment when the fierce whistling sound fell, his eyes flashed With a trace of hesitation, he moved the epee half an angle and smashed it at her shoulder.

"You can't pull out this sword."

Facing the mighty sword force as if Mount Tai fell, the white sword maiden closed her eyes, and pushed her white sword out of the scabbard with the thumb of her left hand——

"Om—"

A strange buzz sounded, and the white sword maiden turned into an afterimage, turned away from [Ghost Swordsman Des Moines], and stood behind him.

The purple epee hit the beach, blasting a yellow-brown tent covered with sea water and gravel, and most of the sword body was deeply sunk in it.

Des Moines kept that movement, lowered his head slowly, and looked at his chest.

A deep scar cut the shirt and the close-fitting metal armor inside, but it just got stuck at this point, without hurting a trace of skin.

His voice became extremely low after the transformation, and he asked, "How...how did you do it?"