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The weapon often used by the big demon Yuzao is his beauty, which is the best in the world. From the angle of his smile to the folds of his clothes, every detail spares no effort to show his beauty that is beyond the mundane and even the realm of the gods. Everyone who has seen him loves him. I can't wait to decorate him carefully with the most gorgeous silk and the most dazzling jewelry, and enshrine him in a secret and dark palace.

Tamamo was well aware of the inferiority of human beings, and often took pleasure in provoking and playing with people's hearts-pretending to be weak, injured or even dying, and watching those human beings show various expressions was his pleasure for a long time.

But no matter how he played, he had never been so embarrassed.

The fox tail hidden under the hem of the overcoat was bleeding from the root, the snow-white and smooth fox fur was mottled and scorched black, and the unstoppable blood trickled down his legs, leaving bloody footprints on the way he walked.

Breaking the enchantment of a divine kingdom is not as easy as tearing the enchantment of Heian-kyo, especially this god is not the kind of no-name god.When Yu Zaoqian was looking for the broken tail, he didn't think about rushing into the enchantment of the expensive ship, but he knew the strength of Gao Longshen, and he didn't want to offend a god for a tail that could grow again.

But it is different now.

Yu Zaoqian threw away the cypress fan that was shattered to tatters by the aftermath when he hit the barrier in his hand, and wiped his blood-stained face.

He could sense his half body being concealed into an unknowable place, and the connection between Docktail and him was constantly being weakened-a weakening that was by definition told him "it is impossible to see again later" .

At that time, he was fighting with Rashomon and Ibaraki Doji, and Abe Seimei's shikigami was still tucked in his sleeve.

Passing through Rashomon was also a coincidence, but he was so lucky that he ran into the "Ghost of Rashomon" who often lingered there recently.

A beautiful woman who seduces men with her beauty and then takes their lives.

This setting sounds really familiar. If Yuzao didn’t know that he had been staying in Abe’s mansion for the past few days to be a harmless fox pillow, he would have thought he did it.

I am so alive, but the person who met the "Ghost of Rashomon" this day was that Fujiwara Shao Nayan who has excellent self-moving ability.

Beside a quiet bridge, an aristocratic woman in a complicated and gorgeous jug attire casts a glimpse under the moon. Fujiwara Shao Nayan's injury is still not healed, but at this moment he feels that he has fallen into a sincere love again.

--I can!

"This Ji Jun, why are you lingering here late at night?" Fujiwara Shao Nayan opened the curtain of the bullock cart and asked.

The beautiful woman then covered her face and whispered: "This concubine was walking here and got lost accidentally, so I dare to escort the concubine for a while."

Fascinated by the beauty of the woman in front of him, Fujiwara Shao Nayan immediately agreed and invited the woman to board the car with him.

At this moment, Tamamomae rushed out from another road and headed straight for Rashomon. With a glance, he caught a glimpse of the man's face protruding from the bullock cart, and subconsciously stopped.

Hey, isn't this guy the unlucky one from last time?

Fujiwara Shao Nayan put all his body and mind on the woman in front of him, and he couldn't see the person in the distance. He stretched out his hand to hold her and asked, "May I ask where Ji Jun lives?"

The woman stretched out her slender hands to put them on, and hid her half-drowned head under the city girl's hat, revealing a beautiful and gentle side face, and smiled slightly at Fujiwara Shao Nayan.

"My mother's family lives in Mount Atago!"

The slender hand that rested on Fujiwara Shonagon's hand instantly turned into a ghost's claw, grabbing the man's hair in a bun and about to throw him off the car, another voice faintly came from behind: "Shutun's lackey? "

The ghost of Rashomon who caught the prey stiffened for a moment, and slowly turned his face to the side: "Huh?!"

Ibaraki Doji lifted the city girl's hat and threw it aside: "Smelly fox, what did you call me?!"

Yuzao sneered in front of him, and the hands hidden under the big sleeves also turned into sharp claws: "I am happy to call you whatever."

Fujiwara Shonagon, who got out of the car and lay on the ground, watched helplessly as the beauties he met last time and the beauties he met this time fought in an inhuman manner, rolled his eyes, and passed away again.

Two super-high-level ghosts fight together, not caring whether there are passers-by in the range, and move towards the opponent's vital points. The attack is to stab the chest with five fingers into claws, raise the leg to break the opponent's three ribs, and tear the opponent apart. The cruel and bloody act on the opponent's arm, within a moment, both of them were covered with blood stains.

"How will you be here?"

After a short fight, Ibaraki Doji and Tamamomae each took a step back to examine each other.

Yuzao frowned: "I still want to ask you, isn't that guy Shuten in Dajiangshan? Why don't you pester him and come to Kyoto?"

Ibaraki Doji opened his mouth to lick off the fox blood dripping from the ghost claws, and his pale face regained a little color: "You don't know? There has been a change in Guichuan Mountain recently, and many nearby monsters are migrating there. My best friend is looking for the reason." ——Ah, I forgot, you're just a fox without a den, how could someone tell you these things."

His tone was full of malice, and his cynical technique was consummate.

"Guichuan Mountain?" Yuzao was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly changed, "What happened to Guichuan Mountain?"

Ibaraki Doji sneered, "Who knows."

Seeing Yu Zaoqian's complexion was not looking good, he corrected his attitude a little bit: "A rumor."

The ghost of Rashomon, who was still dressed in the appearance of a human woman, said mysteriously: "It is said that Gao Longshen fell in love with a human at first sight and fell in love."

That sudden sense of separation came at this time, as if the most important thing in life was taken away, and even the pain could not be screamed out through the throat.Tamamomae didn't care to talk to Ibaraki any more, and just ran towards Guichuan Mountain wholeheartedly. The barrier on the outer layer of Guichuan Mountain had disappeared at some point. The ubiquitous spiritual power of the Dragon God.

Clear, sharp...

The fox demon raised his head, and from the air as usual, he smelled the smell of ice and snow that should not belong to Gao Long's spiritual power.

Is that rumor... true?

The god of water has fallen?

Yu Zaoqian didn't have any curiosity about this matter, even if Gao Longshen didn't fall, it wouldn't be his turn to be happy, he only knew that his half body was hidden somewhere in this mountain.

It is another invisible place, hidden by the gods, the Kingdom of God.

Yuzaoqian breathed quietly, suddenly opened his mouth and let out a scream, eight huge fluffy fox tails opened from behind him like a fan, then closed into one, and stabbed straight towards a certain place in the void.

Gathering the surging strength of the nine-tailed fox's millennium practice, under the force of this blow, time froze for a moment, and then a weak wind blew out from the fine gaps, mixed with tiny frost and snow particles, blowing Yuzao looked up and down.

The empty place cracked like a mirror, and Yuzao waved the nine-tailed whip again, tearing the crack open, and the Frost Snow Palace stood halfway up the mountain, overlapping with the real shrine, as if a picture Fantastic painting, half of it is a palace with whistling wind and snow, and half of it is an ancient shrine with lush trees growing.

Standing in front of Yuzao in the suddenly changing wind direction, he could smell the faint smell of spiritual power blowing from the shrine, mixed with the smell of blood and cold metal in the wind.

The fox demon frowned, his tail was already showing symptoms of hair loss after a full blow, the root of the tail was severely torn and bleeding, making it difficult for him to retract it into the body immediately, so he shrunk and hid it under his clothes and walked towards the palace along the mountain road .

Gao Longshen raised his eyes to look at the fox demon who was so bold that he dared to rush into his shrine, there was no emotion in his golden vertical pupils.

Jingujiquan, who was held in his arms, also looked over, and was attracted by the soft tail that drooped at an unknown time.

The fox's tail protruded from the hem of the owner's clothes, fluffy and pointy on the ground, and the tip of the snow-white fluff had a light blue luster, which was very beautiful.

He saw it so seriously that he even forgot to think about why the weak Tamazamo in his impression appeared here in such a state, and his tone and demeanor became different from before.

Gao Longshen let out a low cry from his throat, like thunder rolling in the distance in summer: "Nine-tailed fox, who knows no life or death, dares to offend the majesty of the gods."

Yu Zaoqian was even more arrogant than him: "Fallen gods, how can you be majestic?"

Gao Longshen stood up from the throne, placed Jingongsi Spring on the throne, the dragon body hovered high and looked down at Yuzao, his eyes swept across the pool of blood under his feet: "Come here, and tell me If you say this, you should be ready to die."

In an instant, the wind and snow came!

****

Abe Seimei was really shocked by the scene when he landed at the Kibune Shrine with the urge, and subconsciously made a gesture to defend against the enemy, but he soon realized that this was unnecessary, because the people who caused this scene were standing He is not far away.

"Master Seimei."

The beauty in charge of the five swords in the world nodded to him in greeting, but did not move her feet.

"Are you all here? What about him?" Abe Seimei asked without any hope.

After he walked out of that village, he met Shuten-douji. The king of ghosts who always liked to drink and feast on his own territory appeared there at some point, with an ugly look on his face, as if he came here specially to find him.

The Great Onmyoji in Ping'an Jing and the Ghost King in Dajiangshan sound like two extreme existences that absolutely cannot coexist peacefully, but in fact, the two of them have a good relationship in private, and they are partners who can occasionally chat and drink.

Then from his mouth, Abe Seimei learned about the change in Mount Guifune.

The news between monsters always travels faster than humans. No one in Kyoto has noticed that there is something wrong with Mount Guichuan. Warnings have been spread among the monsters not to approach Mount Guichuan.Abe Seimei remembered that his friend was going to Guichuan Mountain, and suddenly a bad premonition overwhelmed him.

Surrounded by Fu Sangshen in the center, Fu Sangshen raised his eyes, holding a thin piece of paper and a dry brush in his hand.

As soon as Abe Seimei saw this situation, he knew what they were going to do, and reflexively wanted to take the piece of paper.

Hidekiri took a light step back to avoid his hand, and smiled softly.

Although the smile looked a little scary because of the dried blood on his face.

"Oh, Master Seimei, what do you want to do?"

Abe Seimei stared at him for a few seconds: "Isn't it more appropriate to leave such a matter to an onmyoji?"

Hidekiri slowly folded the piece of paper in half, noncommittal: "Hey, although he is a friend of the head of the house, but this kind of thing really shouldn't involve others, right?"

Fu Sangshen's tone was very soft, but the meaning in his words was undisguised and straightforward.

Abe Seimei nodded in a gentle manner, and said without rejection: "Since you also know that you are a good friend, don't let me stay out of it."

His attitude was sharp and resolute, and Mustache just gave some casual advice, but he stopped talking when he didn't listen, and pulled up his sleeves.

A red rope was wrapped around his wrist impressively.

Jin Jian stared at the red rope, thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered, isn't this the red rope that was tied to the master's hand when he summoned the master's soul last time? !He said why he couldn't find it later, he thought it was thrown away by the lord, but he didn't expect it to be hidden by the mustache!