[Comprehensive] Onmyoji system superior

The Nuliang group has been in a downturn recently, and the group as a whole has no leader. While they are working hard to clear up more and more monsters that have been born because of strange stories, they are desperately looking for their generals.The group is full of weak little demons and banshees, young and middle-aged people go out early, and all the cadres have exhausted all means to search Edo.No matter who it is, there is a deep tired look on the face.

The Kebai Monogatari group became more and more rampant.

They were already unscrupulous, they confirmed the death of Nuliang Carphan, and they won over half of the nobles. Yamamoto Goro Zaemon was even more blatant and lawless.

Kuang Zuo walked through three streets, and encountered at least two monsters.

He walked by without seeing it, but at the end of the street, the folding fan opened and closed.

The evil spirit is wiped out.

"I knew there would be no problem with you guys here." With a smile close at hand, Nuliang Liban took advantage of the traits of a slippery ghost, walking swaggeringly beside Kuang Zuo, but no one noticed.

"If that's the reason why you pretended to die but didn't say anything," Kuang Nuan said, "Oh."

"Don't," Nuliang Liban hurriedly apologized with a smile: "I'm not worried about you, besides," he hooked Kuang Zuan's neck again, leaned his head closer, and looked down at him with lowered eyes: "Don't lie to me first." How can you deceive the other party?"

Nuliang carp is 181 feet tall, with a slender figure, flexible and firm to the touch, and it is a perfect physique that an adult man should have.

On the other hand, Kuang Zuo has a slender body and a weak appearance, resembling the posture of a weak and beautiful boy.

With such a pressure, the difference in body shape is obvious, making people worry about whether the boy underneath can hold on, but it happens——

"Just your deception?" Kuang Rong asked back, and continued to walk forward indifferently, as if he didn't feel the existence of such a person at all.

"I never thought I'd be able to fool you." Seeing that Kuang Zuo still had no pressure, Nuliang Liban didn't even bother to get up. He leaned on Kuang Zuo and said to himself, "I wasn't so energetic before. ah."

As soon as I mentioned this, I felt a little headache, and it was all due to Ibaraki Doji.

He hadn't expected it at all.Ibaraki Doji will be so... so...

Ever since he and Nuliang Carp had a cup of wine, Ibaraki-douji started to make a fuss, insisting that he summon his best friend Shuten-douji, at first he used an orderly tone, then discussed it, and finally developed into some unreasonable trouble It's awkward.

"Call my friend quickly, did you hear me?"

"Why don't you call my friend?"

"You have a slave companion, but you refuse to call my friend!"

"You call my friend quickly, or you will fight with me!"

"You have a good time with Nura Kobi, but I can't see Shuten!!"

Kuang Zuan was almost worried to death by him.

It's not that he didn't want to, but that he had already used up the blue symbols before coming to this world.

Besides... the most important thing is, can the ssr be summoned at will! ! ?

ah! ? ?ah! ! ! ? ?

The smuggling was discovered and you have been deported: the chief wants to take you back, please live with a smile.

In the end, Kuang Chao and Ibaraki fought hand to hand.

Yes, melee.

Since he is willing to form a contract with Kuang Nuan, Ibaraki Doji will naturally not kill him. Moreover, Kuang Nuan explained that too much power will cause many unnecessary troubles, such as attracting some attention and temptation, and destroying the house. Change places.

In the end, for Kuang Nuan's sake, Ibaraki Doji reluctantly agreed to restrain himself.

Of course, when expressing these words, Ibaraki Doji looked proud.

Therefore, hand-to-hand combat won't be too troublesome, it saves resources, and it can relieve Ibaraki-douji's excess energy and stamina.

Under all kinds of beatings, Kuang Rong's physique got better and better.

"Master Kuang Yu, come with me." Yamamoto Goro Zaemon didn't avoid Kuang Yu at all and let the monsters in the group bring him here.

Today, it is another feast to taste the tea of ​​Ba Zhe.

Serving the "tea pot of a hundred ghosts", one after another strange stories were told again, terror and greed mixed together, resulting in a suffocating darkness.

When ninety stories were told, many people were panting like cows, staring at the pot of 'wei' with burning eyes.

Kuang Nuan suddenly interrupted: "No.90 is a story, let me do it."

Surprise and Kuangxuan joined in, but Yamamoto Goro Zaemon didn't stop him, he just thought that this onmyoji had finally fallen, and his heart filled with infinite satisfaction.

"There was a stupid businessman who thought he could control everything, so he made waves regardless of human lives. But he didn't know that death had already enveloped him. When the Hundred Story ritual was about to be completed, his destiny was coming."

Kuang Zuan's eyelashes trembled, and he stood up slowly, his face was hidden under the magnificent red folding fan, his tall and straight figure in a bright kimono, coupled with his unclear expression, was dangerous and mysterious.

"He will die tragically. Struggling, desperate, and countless painful expressions are frozen on that face."

The atmosphere became more and more eerie and terrifying.

"This is a prophecy belonging to Onmyoji, and it is for you, Yamamoto Goro Zaemon."

Yamamoto Goro Zaemon's heart trembled violently, before he could stop it, he saw a large mist-like monster aura gushing out of the house of things.

Words are powerful. When Kuang Nuan finished speaking and no one could react, the room suddenly gathered a large amount of demonic energy, and a handsome man appeared with his hands casually folded on his chest.

He moved forward gracefully, turning a deaf ear to the astonishment of his surroundings, and then lifted his foot against the "Hundred Ghosts' Tea Pot" in the center, exerting force.

"Stop him quickly!!!" Yamamoto Goro Zaemon's pupils suddenly dilated, and he shouted these words almost at the top of his lungs.

"Oh? So it's such an important thing?" A careless face appeared under the messy bangs, and the long and narrow eyes were half-closed: "Sorry, my feet slipped."

That foot wearing clogs completely kicked and smashed the things that countless nobles were chasing after.

The crisp sound and the sound of Gugu liquid spilling on the ground were exceptionally clear, and even the original heavy breathing stagnated at that moment.

Next up!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Tea!!!"

"Hurry up!!"

All the people frantically flocked to the 'tea' flowing on the ground regardless of their identity and image. They picked it up with their hands, or lowered their heads to lick it like a dog, and put their whole faces on the dirty ground to sip.

"What a pity! It's disgusting!"

"Get out of the way! This is my tea!!"

"Go away! It's my overlord's tea!" Yamamoto Goro Zaemon's face was completely distorted. He kicked away the person in front of him and lay down on the ground with his mouth wide open to lick the tea.

In this ugliness, the two figures stood side by side, wanton and leisurely.

"Yamamoto Goro Zaemon" Nuliang carp partner raised a slight smile.

"Onmyoji and slippery ghost—"

"Come on!"

"Damn it! You bastard!" Sucking up the tea on the ground, Yamamoto Gorozaemon finally raised his head. He was half kneeling, the water stains on his hands and face were licked off by his tongue, and his clothes were dirty and sloppy. That face Grim and terrifying, he opened his mouth wide, stared at the two high-spirited and reckless people with resentful eyes, and yelled with a piercing throat:

"Everyone! Come out! Kill them!!!"