I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

The oracle in yellow robe paused for a moment, then continued: "You are still a child, there is no need to embark on this extremely evil path, give me that knife, and you can continue to live your life happily, God The adults will continue to protect everything about you, so that you can grow up safely..."

Yurina hugged [Qianhe], standing alone in the torrential rain, the rain wet her messy black hair, she quietly looked at the beautiful long knife in her hand, as if thinking about something.

Are you growing up safely...

A miserable smile appeared on Yurina's face.

The word Anwen had never appeared in her 13 years of life... It wasn't until she came to the Black Indus Club that she briefly realized what it felt like to be at home, but now, everything was shattered again.

Brother Qiye, Brother Xiaojin, Brother Yugong, they are not ordinary people, even Uncle Jingjie has turned into a mysterious person suspected of his father, they are all wanted criminals.

As a child who grew up in this country, the only thing that gave her warmth and made her feel sincerely happy was a family made up of so-called "villains"...

The "good man" left her covered in bruises, but the "evil man" gave her warmth and laughter.

She raised her head and looked behind the yellow-robed oracle, the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground like ants, their eyes were full of complex colors.

Are those dog-like people lying on the ground really what a "human" should be?Is this what the gods want them to be?Is this the result of the protection of the gods?

Gods, do they really care about their lives?

If you care, where were the gods when she was kidnapped by gangsters and beaten?Where were the gods when her home was looted?When she and Grandma He were forced to live in a container and had no food to eat... where were the gods?

What is good and what is evil, Yurina can hardly tell.

Chapter 661 The New "Ghost"

"I don't believe in any gods, I only believe in the knife in my hand."

The words that Lin Qiye said under the night sky that night suddenly appeared in Yurina's mind.

She lowered her head and looked at [Qianhe] in her arms. After a long silence, she slowly held her palm on the handle of the knife...

Perhaps, she didn't even realize that when the oracle in yellow robe said those words, she already had the answer deep in her heart.

God, illusory.

Only those who are by her side are real.

Grandma He, Brother Qiye, Uncle Jingjie, Brother Yugong, Brother Xiaojin... If they all represent "evil", then why should she pursue the so-called hypocritical "good"?

Why not be a "villain"?

At this moment, the bloodiness and unyieldingness hidden deep in her heart were burning like firewood.

"Grandma Crane..." Yurina held the handle of the knife, slowly closed her eyes, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear, "Please help us..."

in the rain,

This snow-white long knife,

Unsheathed silently.

boom--! !

A hurricane exploded centered on Yurina, her black hair danced wildly in the wind, her clear and bright eyes were fixed on the long knife in her hand, and as the snow-white blade was unsheathed, paper cranes came out of the sheath one after another. Fly out!

These paper cranes seemed to be endless, surrounding Yurina, quickly condensing into a human form!

A moment later, an old woman surrounded by origami cranes stood quietly in front of Yurina. She was wearing an old gray kimono with clogs on her feet, and her old silver hair fluttered gently in the wind.

[Qianhe] Sword Soul, Grandma Crane.

At this moment, Yurina only felt that there was a certain connection between the knife in her hand and herself. She could clearly perceive the emotions and thoughts of the knife, as if it was linked to the depths of her soul.

She has become the master of this Fujin knife.

"Grandma Crane." Looking at the familiar figure from behind, Yurina couldn't help but speak softly.

Surrounded by the paper crane, Grandma He turned around, with a bitter smile on her old face, "Little Youli, for so many years, your father and I have been working hard to keep you away from this vortex, I hope you are like an ordinary child." I grew up safely, but I never thought... you would end up on this path in the end."

Yurina opened her mouth, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, little Youli." Grandma He walked up to her, touched her head, and said softly, "You are a good boy, you did nothing wrong, they are the ones who are wrong..."

Grandma He turned her head to look at the yellow-robed oracle, with a strong murderous intent in her cloudy eyes, she said slowly: "Since you have embarked on this road, then grandma, I will definitely protect you, absolutely not I will make you suffer again..."

The oracle in yellow robe witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his eyes instantly turned cold. The condescending and indifferent demeanor had disappeared, replaced by indescribable anger!

Such a 13-year-old girl dared to disobey his will?In front of him, became the master of Fujin knife? !

In the left eye of the yellow-robed oracle, the circle of light quickly locked on Yurina, shrunk slightly, and recorded her appearance, and an electronic voice sounded in his mind:

"The energy fluctuation of the fourth Futsu Knife was detected, and the energy ripple was compared...it was confirmed as the third of the Futsu Nine Swords, [Qianhe].

The identity verification of the knife owner... The identity of the knife owner is confirmed, the fourth generation civilian number 42857494, Yurina.

The identity is locked, and it is determined to be a wanted criminal at the [Ghost] level, and the photo is being uploaded, and the arrest warrant is being generated..."

The voice of artificial intelligence fell, and a moment later, the electronic screens in the entire city of Osaka jumped at the same time!

A brand new wanted warrant is generated.

In the center of the screen, a young girl is drawing a knife in the rain. Her messy black hair is wet by the rain, shaking gently in the wind. Those clear eyes reveal a maturity and determination that shouldn't be at this age. Beside her, paper cranes circled in the rain.

Around the arrest warrant, a bright red warning tape was encircled, with the word "villain" written all over it, constantly flashing, illuminating a corner of the black night.

"The villain: Yurina, a wanted criminal at the [Demon] level, with a reward of 10000000 yen, and a reward of 1000000 yen for witness reports..."

Around the big screen on the street, pedestrians noticed this brand new wanted notice. They seemed to be shocked by the young girl's age, so they all stopped and pointed at the wanted notice.

"Why does it look so small? Is it still a child?"

"It looks like he's twelve or thirteen years old, so young, how did he become a [Ghost]-level wanted criminal?"

"I don't know? What evil did she do?"

"It must be very serious, otherwise, how could it become a [Fierce Ghost], maybe it is a weak-looking extreme terrorist!"

"It's terrifying..."

"Master God, please protect me from meeting her, I don't want to die yet..."

"Don't say that, if you can find her location and report it directly, you can get a big bounty!"

"..."

Dotonbori.

After uploading the information, the yellow-robed oracle bowed slightly, stomped hard on the ground, and rushed towards Yurina like lightning. Several dazzling light wheels erupted from his palms, piercing the dark night and galloping And go!

Haruki Amamiya appeared in the rain, raised his knife to block Yurina's face, fine lines of rain cut out, and stopped those halos one after another!

His pale face turned slightly, and he said to Grandma He:

"I can't last long, can I deal with the civilians around me?"

Grandma He squinted at the yellow-robed oracle, and after a while, shook her head slightly, "Leave it to me."

She slowly raised her hands, her body turned into paper cranes and spread out, flying in all directions. The endless sea of ​​paper cranes flooded the entire street, spreading like a prairie fire to the surroundings!

The oracle in yellow robe stood in the sea of ​​paper cranes flying past, looked back, and saw those paper cranes flying to every kneeling commoner behind him, pecking their eyebrows with their beaks, Leave a little bright red.

The civilians who were pecked by the crane's beak rolled their eyes and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

If you lose consciousness, you will also lose the emotion of "fear", and the materials that can make the yellow-robed oracle into the body are rapidly decreasing!

And this sea of ​​paper cranes has completely covered the surrounding area of ​​ten kilometers. They search every corner here, pecking every passerby with an astonishing speed.

The face of the oracle in yellow robe was gloomy, and he was about to make a move to stop it, when the white-haired Haruki Amamiya held [Yu Beng] in his hand and slashed at his body again!

"This time, you can't escape!"

Chapter 662 Can You Still Win Me?

mirror world.

The two figures shuttle rapidly among the mirror images of tall buildings!

boom--! ! !

A lens flew out from the hand of the silver-robed oracle, zooming in rapidly, like a knife blade as high as a building, it slashed across the street, razed dozens of buildings to the ground, and made a loud buzzing sound.

Thick smoke billowed everywhere.

In the smoke and dust, Uncle Jingsuke was holding an empty scabbard, walking among the gravel, deftly avoiding all attacks, and the withered red rose on his waist swayed slightly.

After he looked back, the silver-robed oracle was like a flying bird, flying across the sky and hitting him straight!

Boom-! !

The silver figure fell in front of Uncle Kyosuke like a meteorite, smashing out dense cracks, and the ground seemed to be shattered quickly like a mirror hit by a hammer.

Holding the [Black Rope] in his hand, the silver-robed oracle looked at Uncle Kyosuke mockingly, and said slowly:

"Youli Heizhe, let's give up resisting, just with your scabbard, it is impossible to be my opponent..."

Uncle Kyosuke, who was wearing a flamboyant sequined suit, looked at him calmly, "Even if I only have the scabbard, you still haven't been able to catch me, have you?"

The silver-robed oracle frowned slightly, "It's not because your hypnosis and illusion are too cunning, it's just a mere mischief..."

"Mere?" Uncle Jingjie laughed, "Don't you also have a Fujin knife in your hand? Why don't you try and pull it out?"

The face of the silver-robed oracle became even more gloomy, and he looked down at the [black rope] in his hand, as if he was a little moved.

The Fujin Knife, and the owner of the Fujin Knife, have always been the old enemies of the oracles, but so far the silver-robed oracle has never held a Fujin Knife in his own hands, saying that only its owner can pull out the Fujin Knife. He didn't believe it.

"So what if you try?"

The silver-robed oracle put his right hand on the handle of the knife, and suddenly exerted force with his palm!

The incomparably silky [Black Rope] in Han Chuansi's hand was as motionless as a rock at the moment, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out even half a cent!

You must know that the oracle himself is already a reformed person, and his power is extremely terrifying. It is not a problem for him to punch down and smash a building, but at this moment, he has nothing to do with this small scourge knife.

Seeing this scene, the smile on the corner of Uncle Kyosuke's mouth grew stronger.

"Hmph, boring." The silver-robed oracle couldn't hold back his face. He put the [black rope] back in his palm, looked at Uncle Jingsuke and said in a cold voice, "Are you delaying time? What are you waiting for? What are you waiting for?" The young men who could pose a threat to me have already left, and no one can come to save you..."

"Who said it must be a human being who came to save me?"