[Comprehensive] I have become a goddess or a goddess again

In the dark room of the Senate, the pure-blooded king named Jiulan Litu was sleeping in a wooden coffin.

The silver-haired boy raised the bottle in his hand and stabbed the sharp sword into the man's chest.

The lid of the porcelain bottle containing the blood of Jiulan's ancestor has been opened.The bottle was slowly tilted, and the cooled blood inside was about to pour out from the mouth of the bottle.

The expression of the silver-haired young man is very dignified—if... he can succeed.

The closed door was suddenly opened, and the silver-haired boy was startled by the sudden intruder, and his falling movement also paused.

"what are you doing?"

It was a woman's voice—turning around, he found a blonde woman, and...Jiu Lanshu.

Not a member of the Senate, even with this knowledge, did not let Zhui Sheng Yihui relax his vigilance, but even more vigilant - he was discovered, and he had to hurry up.

"I don't know why this master Shu and this young lady are here?"

He said a seemingly friendly greeting, but his movements did not stop.Dark red blood flowed out from the mouth of the bottle and was about to drip onto the chest of the King of Pure Blood.

The blond woman stretched out one hand, towards the direction of the cone.The blood that was dripping gradually flowed back, and every drop returned to the bottle.

A woman's cold voice sounded next to her ear: "Go back."

It seemed to speak to the blood.People can't tell whether she is manipulating power with her hands, or whether she can control reality just by words.

The palms were spread upwards and slightly closed, as if wanting to hold something, the woman said again: "Come here."

The bottle that was originally held tightly in the hands of Jian Sheng Yilan appeared in the hands of the blond woman in the next instant.The smell of blood rushed to the tip of his nose - it was Jiu Lanshu's blood.

Turning her eyes back to Yiwie's body, Meisha said slowly, "You want to revive Jiulan Litu, why?"

"Probably, it's the same as your purpose."

"Since it's the same, don't do unnecessary things, please step aside." She wanted to kill Jiulan Litu with her own hands.

Seeing the boy's hesitation, Jiu Lanshu smiled and said: "For you, the precious blood you have finally obtained is more appropriate to use in other places... For example, the person who needs it more, your brother ——The cone gives birth to zero."

After a pause, Jiu Lanshu continued: "Just leave it to us. After all, we are as strong as you in wanting to kill Jiu Lan Li Tu."

Hearing Zhui Shengling's name, Zhui Shengyi's body trembled—it's been a long time, brother.Up to now, he has almost forgotten the name... After all, it has been so far in the past.

Ten years is really a long time for humans...

Even so... A ray of piercing eyes darkened, looked at Jiu Lanshu and said, "I'm sorry, Master Shu. Forgive me for not being able to trust the person who killed Master Xian with his own hands."

The scene froze for a while, and after a long while, Misa chuckled and said, "You are the least qualified to say such things..." Squinting her eyes, Misa continued: "Let alone want to Going to kill a pureblood."

"I know what you said, but... Even if I know there is no way to succeed, I still want to try it myself." To avenge Lord Xian himself, he was ready to lose his life.

To be more precise, he came here to seek death—Master Xian is no longer here, and he has no meaning to continue living.

"Sorry, I won't let you have this opportunity."

Before the words fell, Misa teleported to the back of Aisheng Yihui, and gave him a heavy blow.

Losing consciousness, Zhui Sheng fell straight forward, but was caught by a hand before touching the ground.

He could vaguely hear the voice of the woman just now: "You will meet the person you want to see, sleep in peace."

The person he wants to see, the person he wants to see no matter what, is Mr. Xian... and...

After putting down the unconscious Aisheng, and letting him lean against the pillar beside him, Meisha walked to Jiulan Litu's wooden coffin, and Jiulanshu followed.

"Then, the resurrection of Jiulan and Litu..."

"You go away."

Interrupting Jiulanshu's words, Meisha stared at the body of Jiulan Litu in front of her—the hatred was not as much as imagined, and she could no longer feel the intense hatred ten years ago.

Has she already started to become numb... Or, she has already let go of the past.

However, no matter what, Jiulan Litu will definitely die today—whether it is for Chunzi or for the vow he made.

"Leave too, Jiu Lanshu, thank you for leading me." Feeling the mixed smell in the air, Misa continued: "The lackeys of the Senate will be handed over to you, that's fine."

The people in the Senate have already noticed their intrusion, or they have come in very high-profile.

Knowing that the woman in front of him seemed to have other ways to kill Jiulan and Litu, Jiulanshu didn't insist either - as long as the goal was achieved, the process didn't matter.He also has no curiosity, so he must stay to find out.

Then - leave it to this woman.

Turning around and walking towards the door, Jiu Lanshu said as he walked, "Then, I'll leave this to you, please make sure you succeed." He believed in this woman's strength.

The sound of steady footsteps became farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared.Looking at the pureblood lying in the wooden coffin, Misa put her hand on his forehead and said, "Come back, Jiulan Litu... Go back to your original body."

After the words fell, the surroundings of the purebloods began to emit red light—different from the introverted Jiulan Shu, the light of Jiulan Litu contained an outwardly destructive power.

The light gradually faded, replaced by red eyes that opened.

"Jiu Lan Li Tu."

"Ah~ it's you, beautiful kitten, long time no see."

Even if his life was in someone's hands, Jiulan Litu didn't feel the slightest sense of tension, as if everything that happened now was taken for granted.

The hunter's weapon was held by Misa I, and the long western sword was pierced into the chest of the pure-blooded king. The wound was like an electric current with occasional glaring rays of light, making a hissing sound.

This time, the wound never healed.

"As I said, I will kill you, Jiulan Litu."

"Is that so...it seems to be the case."

On the night of ten years ago, the blond girl left a spirit of words on the body of the pure-blooded king.

【You can only be killed by me, Jiulan Lishi. 】

Everything is a foregone conclusion, there is no fully revived Jiulan Lishi, his power is sealed, he is no match for Misa at all - he doesn't even have the ability to resist.

Even knowing that death is coming, Jiulan Litu is very calm - he has been crazy all his life, and it is rare for him to be so peaceful.

It's ironic that a rare peace comes before death.

The dark red blood soaked through the cloth, and gradually spread around the center of the heart.

"Farewell, Jiulan Litu."

The purebloods turned into beautiful jewel-like fragments, and fell into the wooden coffin one by one—death is so quiet.

There was no collision, no resistance, and no excessive words.

Winner and loser, he has already lost——Juli... I can finally see you.

Standing up, Misa walked out the door—everything was over.

Caressing the porcelain vase in her hand, Misa placed it next to Ai Sheng Yiwi - presumably, for this young man, the things contained in this porcelain vase have other functions.

Looking at the back of the woman leaving, Zhui Shengyi tightly held the porcelain bottle in his hand, and lifted it high, as if he was about to drop it and smash it to pieces in the next moment.

After maintaining this movement for a long time, Zhui Sheng put down his hand, put the porcelain bottle in his arms and put it away.

Standing up, he picked up the long knife lying on the side and put it into its sheath, and left the dim room without turning his head.

He just met Mr. Xian, very happy.

And...his elder brother—Zui Shengling.

I should have known earlier, how could the bond of twins be cut off so easily...

Walking out of the Senate, I chose a direction that I had never traveled before, and seemed to go to an unknown distance.