[Comprehensive] The possibility of using Fujiang's physique strategy

What Naluo said made Lin Yemi feel cold.He lowered his eyes and couldn't help but smile.

...Finally, have you waited for this day?

Lin Yemi's face gradually became ugly: "...What does it mean not to be a human being?"

Naluo's scarlet eyes showed a bit of coldness, but he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.The difference from just now is that this smile has a strange sense of enchantment: "It's just...you have to die."

Those words made Lin Yemi's eyes shrink.

Is the blackening value out of control?

No, it must be stopped!

Noisy voices came from beside the ears. At this time, there were more people running away around, and all the faces of the people were chasing away in a panic.Looking from Lin Yemi's direction, one can see the blue sky just now, with a lot of "time changes", and a large number of monsters coming out of the underworld are raging and killing human beings. The scene is extremely tragic.

Just because these people can't see it doesn't mean he can't see it.

The yin and yang eyes opened in Noragami let him see all this clearly.The blond god rushed over with a long sword. Her strength was so strong that the monster was suppressed for a while, but she still couldn't do it alone.

At this time, the time-changing monsters began to scatter around consciously, and turned to attack the fleeing humans.

"Naluo..." Lin Yemi's lips moved a few times, his voice was drowned in the crowd.

But upon hearing those words, Naraku took his hand and suddenly let go.

— He said, I would.

Naluo's heart was wrapped in a coolness, why...don't hate him?

He agreed to come out with Lin Yemi this time, it was premeditated, and he calculated that this place would attract filth and fashion today.

Human beings have been mere decades, he doesn't want him to die, he just wants this human being to accompany him forever.

This idea, unconsciously triggers new madness... and even twisted things.

He finally doesn't look like him anymore.

Because he is a half-demon, the city is surrounded by black miasma.Many people had already died. Although he controlled them carefully, Lin Yemi, who was closest to him, couldn't escape no matter what.

His body became weak and he began to lethargy.

Naluo couldn't accept Lin Yemi dying in front of him, so...he thought of a sick way.

Wouldn't it be good to let him become the same existence as him?

Once this idea arises, it will grow crazily and become unstoppable.

——He does love Yemi, but the more he loves, the crazier he will become.

"Let's leave first, here..." Before the phrase 'too dangerous' was spoken, a very disgusting bird demon flew towards Lin Yemi at an extremely fast speed, which was so fast that People have no time to react.

Naluo could only watch as the monster pierced Lin Yemi's shoulder. Somehow, the illusory monster body was stuck in Lin Yemi's body.The black filth gradually spread to other places, and Lin Yemi's face was covered with cold sweat from the pain.

Naluo's heart suddenly turned cold.

--No!He can't bear it!

He doesn't want him to suffer any suffering!

It's just that the black filth spread too much, how could he not know the intention of this monster?

In this era, the more beautiful something is, the greater the aura contained in the body.

It wants to eat this body.

The black filth began to intensify a little bit, Lin Yemi clenched his teeth, but tears still ooze out, showing how much it hurts.On his delicate face, his broken hair was wet with cold sweat, and he was panting heavily, giving him an abusive beauty.

Naluo grabbed the half of the bird demon that hadn't entered yet, and frowned and said to Lin Yemi, "Hold it!"

He wanted to kill the monster with his bare hands. Lin Yemi hated pain very much.It is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of pain is torture. Everywhere the black filth goes, the body feels pain, as if someone is cutting with a knife.

The harder Naluo tried, the more the bird demon jumped into Lin Yemi's body.

"Dirty and filthy half-demon!"

Lin Yemi was in a trance when he heard a voice, and a blond god appeared in front of him.

"Bishamon!" Naraku's scarlet eyes were fearless, and he did not run away from such a powerful god.

Bishamen also noticed Lin Yemi's situation. That bird demon has merged into a human body?Is it because of this time change?Normally, these monsters only dare to strike at lost souls, but they never expected to be so bold this time!

As for the bird demon in Lin Yemi's body, Naluo had no choice but to cut off threads and threads, only a divine tool could do it.

The situation was urgent, and Bishamon didn't have time to take care of the half-demon.

She summoned the artifact beside her, and the artifact turned into a knife. She warned solemnly: "Don't cut him, remember, the 'line' between humans and monsters!"

The artifact took a deep breath and focused on Lin Yemi.

The bird demon has already merged deeply, and the eyes of the bird demon are turning back and forth on Lin Yemi's back. The scene is thrilling and extremely frightening.The bird demon let out a piercing laugh, as if mocking everyone.

It's fused like this, and it can't be pulled out at all.

And Lin Yemi's consciousness gradually became blurred, the skin on his back was extremely white, smooth as jade.But the monster's eyes were embedded in the snow-white skin.

The more this is the case, the more terrifying this picture is.

Bishamon picked up the knife, stabbed it in, and turned on Lin Yemi's back, trying to dig out the bird demon.

Blood was flowing, and the piece of flesh on his back was stirred with a knife.The pain made Lin Yemi's lips turn white. He couldn't help but want to shout out, but he squeezed his palm tightly.It's just that deep in the throat, there is still a low voice like a beast: "Uh...!"

The wound treatment process was very cumbersome, the bird demon was dug out, and Lin Yemi's body was also covered in blood.

It was almost a hole there.

The moment the bird demon came out, it was crushed by Naluo's hands. He lowered his eyes and his heart was filled with various emotions.

Pity, guilt, distress...

These are all produced because of 'love', but they should not belong to half-demons.

Naluo was very distressed, and walked over to hug him, but the blood from the wound still couldn't stop.

he really will die...

This kind of thought gradually occupied his heart, his heart seemed to be torn in two, half said, let him fend for himself, kill him, turn him into a monster, he can be with him forever, even if he becomes a monster If he doesn't succeed, even if he dies, he will die in his arms Yumei.

The other half said that they did not want him to suffer, and did not want his gentleness to be contaminated with other filth.

He is a demon, after all, a demon.Rotten, crazy, and twisted things gradually gained the upper hand, and Naluo's scarlet eyes flashed through the darkness.

Lin Yemi's face was pale as if he was exhausted.He lost a lot of blood, was seriously injured, and his consciousness became a little blurred.

Bishamon asked his own artifact to treat the wound for him, so that there would be no more bleeding there.After dealing with this matter, Bishamon's eyes met Naraku, and she pointed her sword at him: "Dirty half-demon, do you want to harm people?"

Naluo's scarlet eyes were full of complexity. He hated the title of half-demon, but he had to admit that it was him.

His body is made up of countless monsters, and even he himself feels dirty.

"Give him to me." Naluo's voice seemed a little cold.

Bishamon would not do what he wished, and slowly wrestled with him.How could a newborn half-demon be the opponent of a mighty Martial God, but he used all his strength without reservation, and the two of them were even able to draw even for a while.

"Humans will not end well if they stay with monsters."

"If you don't want to hurt him, don't take him away."

Bishamon's words made Naraku find some sense from the darkness.

As a god, Bishamon has never seen such a thing.She saw through Naluo's reality at a glance, but she didn't expect the cold half-demon to really fall in love with humans.Because she loves him, when she heard this sentence, Naraku's actions became hesitant.

Naluo glanced at Lin Yemi, his life was already extremely weak.

All of this... was his fault.

——The greed of him and the ghost spider, wanting to keep Ye Mi by his side forever.

No!The origin of his birth was the love of the ghost spider for Lin Yemi.This love cannot be changed until his soul is gone.

Naraku struggled in his heart, staying by his side, Yami would definitely die, and Bishamon might have a way to save him.

At this time, Lin Yemi had never known what else Bishamon had said to Naraku.

The cold and intermittent sound of the system kept coming from his mind, as if there was a malfunction somewhere.

[The host's soul is polluted by filth and is being eliminated——]

[...No... can't be ruled out, to ensure the safety of the host, a forced restart. ]

[Restarting... requires the host to die...death. ]

Lin Yemi felt the pain of burning, not from the body, but from the depths of the soul.

His consciousness became shallower and shallower. By the time Bishamon found out, she had seriously injured Naraku, and Naraku had already left.But Lin Yemi's breathing was already very weak.Bishamon yelled inwardly that it was not good, it seemed that this human being would not survive, but his soul had been polluted, and even if he entered the underworld, he would have no return.

There is no □□ return, and no god is willing to accept the filthy soul as the talent of the god of war.

Because once it is swallowed by monsters, even if it takes shape, it is still a shattered weapon.

This time change has caused many human beings to suffer, Bishamon couldn't bear it, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart.

Knowing what she was going to do, her Beacon was stopping her: "Master, you have collected a Zhaoma today, do you want to collect another artifact?"

The more artifacts, the greater the possibility of stabbing the owner.

Dao Biao glanced at the young man over there——Zhaoma, he was a human being attacked by Shihua today, and he died without a place to return, so the master took him as an artifact.

Grandma Daobiao could never understand why the master would accept such a divine weapon, it was clearly just an earring, and it was the first time that it became a divine weapon, yet dared to stab the master's body.For an artifact, this is a great sin.

Bishamon shook his head: "It's too pitiful to leave it alone."

"Give you a place to return to, who has nowhere to go, and who cannot die. My name is Bishamon, and I have been given a taboo name. I will stop here. I will order you under a false name to be my servant. From now on, I will obey you. I will listen to you. Fate, transforming my artifact..."

Before she could finish speaking, a boy in a black kimono appeared beside her.

Bishamon was a little surprised: "The God of Misfortune?"

I don't know what happened today, not only did I meet a half-demon that I haven't seen for hundreds of years, but even the god of disasters?

Yedou's small body blocked Lin Yemi's side.

"He's not dead yet!"

Bishamon frowned: "He won't last long."

A trace of stubbornness flashed in Yato's icy blue eyes: "I will save him!"

"But you're hurting him."

Lin Yemi's soul was about to be taken away by the system, and it was extremely painful because the soul was stained with filth.

He barely opened his eyes and saw Yato standing in front of him.

"Yato..."

His faint voice made both Bishamon and Yato focus on him as he regained some consciousness.

"Ye Mi, you will be fine, I will save you!"

Bishamon frowned, gods and humans... shouldn't be so involved.

This is a misfortune for both humans and gods.

He lost a lot of blood, but he didn't want to die. If he restarted into a brand new world, in the black and blue world, the system told him that there were at most two restarts, and his spirit would become abnormal. Lin Yemi couldn't bear it. Can't help but plan for the worst, will he not be him next time?

There is sadness and tenderness hidden in Yato's ice blue eyes: "Don't be afraid."

Bishamon was right, he... couldn't save him.

Yedou squatted down, and his small body still hugged Lin Yemi's gradually losing body temperature: "Yemi, are you willing to be my magic weapon?"