Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

The old house that was smashed by the angry god of the wild sea belonged to the Matou family. When the quaint and gloomy house above was smashed, the insect nest hidden in the basement was revealed. A large number of insects with shiny carapaces gathered together and made a rustling sound that made people dizzy The sound, waving its tiny feet and crawling back and forth, made the ground show a certain effect like the surging water.

"Evil ways." The loathing on Huang's face became heavier, and a fantasy world intertwined with stars and moons unfolded from his hands. In an instant, the bright sky was covered by the night, and the stars and moon rose and fell like sea tides, reflecting the entire space full of colorful colors. Brilliant light, "stupid."

The stars in the illusion suddenly shone brightly, and fell one by one from the high sky, like a downpour that covered the sky and covered the sun, all of them fell into the churning insect nest.

The girl who was hugged by Gu Huo Niao stared at the brilliant and magnificent meteor like rain with her dull eyes open, it was so clear and clear, like the light that could purify the whole world .

Is it... Lord God?

She was so puzzled.

Is... Has the Lord God come to save her?

She stretched out her hand to touch such a beautiful radiance, and the empty eyes reflected the full of stars and bright moon.

The heart suddenly started to hurt, and it throbbed so painfully that she couldn't breathe, as if a bug was devouring her heart, which made her twitch uncontrollably and shed tears.

"What... what's the matter?" Gu Huo Niao thought that he hugged her too hard, and hurriedly put down the girl who was fluffy in his arms, and the girl who was only wearing Gu Huo Tori's feathers fell limply on the ground, convulsing and twitching, her blood vessels were weird The bulge of her body swam, and ugly curse patterns climbed on her body.

"Evil spells." Zong Jue frowned and stroked her heart, the bruised flesh was pulled apart by spiritual power, and the blood was exposed under the force of evil forces. The magic circuit like a spider web, and the ugly bug entrenched in the center of the magic circuit like a spider entrenched in the center of the spider web above her heart.

The girl let Zong Jue move without moving, like a lifelike puppet, sitting on the ground covered by Zong Jue's coat with her legs curled up, except for the half of her body that twitched from time to time, it was impossible to tell what kind of pain she was enduring.

"How is it?" Huang Luo, who was almost dispirited by the smash, waved his hand to suppress the illusion, and the sun shone in again, shining on the original Jiantong family's ancestral house where there was only a big hole left.

The girl looked up at Huang's face, stretched out her hand and carefully grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Huang's brows furrowed and his toes moved, but in the end he still didn't shake off her weak fingertips, but turned his head uncomfortably, avoiding his eyes from falling on her scarred body.

"Not very good." Zong Jue's fingers brushed across the worm on the girl's heart. The worm trembled and bit her heart more forcefully, and her mouthparts moved so that she also twitched, coughing up foul-smelling blood.

A few small linear worms flicked twice in the blood she spit out, and were trampled into the soil by the ashen-faced Guhuo Bird.

"The investigator is coming, I'll take her to the hotel first." Zong Jue drew a spell to force the bug into a deep sleep, his spiritual power healed the separated flesh, he wrapped the feathers for the girl and used them again Wrapping her coat again, Gu Huo Niao consciously reached out and hugged her, and gently kissed her forehead full of love, like a loving mother coaxing her young daughter.

"Okay." Zong Jue said, and the little short knives and Da Jinjian who had turned their backs during Zong Jue's treatment turned around. He took out a piece of persimmon and put it in her hand, "It will be fine."

"My name is Sakura." The girl blinked and whispered while holding the dried persimmon.

Sakura's situation is indeed not very good. There are countless ways to get rid of the worms in her heart, but 90.00% of the methods above nine are undoubtedly beyond the reach of the weak body of human cubs. The one percent that can be used Most of them are beyond the abilities of the people present - one or two are all combat-type, and they don't even have a milk.

"Or die once?" Zong Jue, the god of Huangquan, put forward his own suggestion, "Children who die prematurely will be sentenced to Saiheyuan, but her elders' unkindness falls within the scope of amnesty. Just issue a certificate."

Young children who died prematurely were considered unfilial to their living parents and were punished in Saiheyuan. They had to repeat the process of piling up small stones and being pushed down every day. The toddler is within the scope of amnesty, and can directly enter the reincarnation procedure without being punished by submitting a report.

Generally, such reincarnations of young children will be arranged in good families, which can be regarded as compensation for their ill-fated and premature death in their previous lives.

Sakura grabbed the hem of her clothes and looked up at the adults who brought her out of Matou's house to discuss her fate. She should have accepted the ending of being at the mercy of others, but she didn't know where the courage came from. She murmured and trembled lips, and said in an inaudible voice: "I... don't want to die..."

Although living is really painful, even though she feels that there is no hope every day, she still wants to live.

Why do you want to live?

She didn't understand either.

Maybe he would be happier if he died directly.

Maybe it's because... she looked at her hands, thinking blankly.

Maybe it's because she remembered that someone had promised her so sternly that he would take her away from Matou's house and live in a place that no one knew.

None of those bugs, and no never-ending torment.

Who said it?

She couldn't remember it at all.

Or maybe it's just that she's dreaming.

Her heart ached again, her blood was boiling hot, her eyes widened and she curled up tremblingly, feeling as if her heart was being stepped on by insects one after another, bringing a nauseating feeling all the way to her throat.

"So active..." Zong Jue added another mantra, "She won't be able to hold on like this."

Yaken Toshiro and Saya Zuomonji patted Sakura on the back from left to right and comforted her in a low voice, and Kusuo Bird looked even more anxious and wanted to fly directly to the shrine to drag Abe Seimei out-to be honest, he was there in terms of healing No one is good at it. Zong Jue himself is the god of Huangquan. Needless to say, Huang had two hands when he was still stupid and sweet many years ago, but now there are probably only two hands left. Compared with it, it may not be as good as someone who knows everything. Seimei Abe.

Araka looked down at Sakura, and Sakura also looked up at him, with almost imperceptible longing in his empty and numb eyes, and Saya Zuofuji next to the girl also stared at him with that kind of obedient and grateful begging eyes, It made the god's face even more rigid.

Zong Jue, who originally planned to find a friend who was good at healing—such as Bai Ze—to help, looked at Huang's expression and swallowed the words, and seriously pretended to be distressed and helpless, as if he was really helpless of.

Speaking of which, is Yimulian a tsundere attractor? Why does he have a good relationship with him? One or two of them are all older and tsundere.

There is indeed such a method, even the god of the wild sea who hardly knows any healing spells can use it, as long as there is one breath left, no matter whether it is a human or a monster, it can be saved from death.

"Believe in me." Huang said to Sakura in a cold voice, seeing that she didn't respond in a daze, his tone became even colder, "I say believe in me!"

If it is a child...

Just a child's words...

He folded his arms extremely uncomfortable, making an instinctive defensive posture.

Betrayed by humans and no longer accepting any beliefs, the god who abandoned his shrine with his own hands looked down at the young girl, and the girl who was tortured by pain was also looking at him. There was no emotion in the eyes, no greed, no pain There is no resentment, it is like a completely broken doll, blank, only a little starlight is quietly burning in the deepest part of the eyes.

Yes, belief is enough. Sincerely offer faith to the gods, and then be accepted by the gods, and leave the human body to enter the kingdom of the gods. Even Huang Quan can't say anything about it.

However, only Huang can use this method among those present. After all, you must have your own kingdom of God to accept believers, such as Huang’s wild sea, Amaterasu’s high heaven, and Izanami’s Huangquan. If any god can do it, the world is going to be messed up—broadly speaking, all the dead must be followers of Izanami-sama to enter the underworld. After all, no one will really deny the existence of contempt for reincarnation and death after death .

Zong Jue looked at Huang Shou with an extremely reluctant expression and accepted Sakura's belief that her entire consciousness was completely open--children's thinking is simple, and it was quite easy when she was just rescued without any distracting thoughts-- —and gave her the status of a servant to accept her as a resident of the wild sea, so Sakura's human body was reduced to ashes under the baptism of the glory of the gods, and an identical body was built on the ashes.

There were screams echoing in the glory, and being swallowed by the coercion in an instant was like an illusion.

Although the expression on his face is so ugly, he should be very willing in his heart. Zong Jue looked at the gorgeous little sleeves on Sakura's body that appeared together with the body and touched his chin. In fact, if he talked about going to Bai Ze for help just now, Huang would definitely not care. He agreed with the appearance, and then he was full of resentment and pretended to be fine.

It seems a bit interesting to think about it?

Zong Jue wisely dismissed the idea that he would be hunted down to death by the God of the Wild Sea.

"Congratulations." He said with a smile, "Finally, the wilderness is a little more lively."

The so-called wild sea is really desolate, except for the starry sea and bright moon, the fish swimming in the water, and the god of the wild sea, there is no popularity at all. To a certain extent, it is quite a scary place.

The moment Sakura opened his consciousness to him, Huang finished reading the girl's barren memories and secretly squeezed the soul that was taken out of the Matou's nest in his sleeve.Well, fortunately, it was not crushed to death.

This earth-bound spirit, who was bound by obsession and could not be freed, was so weak that it was close to dissipating. It was probably the man named Kariya Matou in Sakura's memory.

Let's take them to the barren sea together, otherwise such a small child would be difficult to take care of.

Huang pinched the soul in his sleeve that felt good, and said goodbye to Zong Jue with Sakura upright and serious face.

Let's go to King Yan Mo to discuss the ownership of this human soul. Zong Jue and Ghost Lantern are too difficult to deal with, and you will be tricked if you are not careful.

Zong Jue patted Xiao Ye on Zuo Wenwen's shoulder to encourage him to thank Huang, pretending that he didn't see the little tail protruding from Huang's sleeve.

Most of the so-called tsundere creatures are very afraid of loneliness.

"Thank you very much." Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen knelt and bowed, and presented her own collection of dried persimmons and candies.

Huang looked down at the crumpled packages, which were obviously persimmons and candies that children were willing to give away after struggling for a long time, and disappeared with a cold snort.

Serve with chocolate on top.