The years I worked in the Shura field [Comprehensive]

Jiu Ge drew his sword and abandoned the book, the golden flame burning on the frivolous sword, as she swung it, drew hot marks in the air.

Wu Mi dismissed this, as he was born in aristocratic family, he had seen this kind of tricks a lot.

His weakness is nothing more than the sun, a vulgar thing like flames can only hinder his actions, and cannot cause him great harm at all.

Wu Mi stared at the witch's wrist, which was slender and fair, and it might be folded in his hand with a little force.

He has no habit of not hitting women.

"Let's start eating from her right hand that dared to resist."

Wu Mi thought so, and rushed up.

Jiuge stood holding the sword, bent his left leg backwards, leaned forward, and then exerted force with his hind legs, like a spring, he jumped high, holding the red gold light sword in his hand, and dealt with the trifoliate thorns that were in the way, facing The top of his head was slashed up!

The blade of the sword is sharp, the golden flame is scorching, tearing flesh and blood is as easy as cracking brocade.

When Wu Mi's whole body cracked open, and the moment when the cooked flesh and internal organs were about to be exposed, Jiu Ge turned over and jumped aside, avoiding the disgusting smell of roasted meat.

The blade of the sword is dense, and does not stain blood.

He seemed bewildered by the inability of his own body to heal itself, holding his body from splitting in two, but the combined body showed no signs of healing.

The tyrannical vitality seemed to disappear from him.

The place touched by the sword seemed to be on fire, and it was extremely painful.

Except for the serious illness at the time, it was the first time that he felt so close to death!

There was a strong smell of roasted meat in the air, which gradually turned into a burnt stench.

"This is the real fire of the sun that my elder brother gave me. It has the reputation of 'the ancestor of all fires, the origin of all fires'."

Jiuge covered his nose, and his voice was a bit vague, "It's the most suitable to deal with a waste like you who can't be killed for a while, and whose life is as cheap as a cockroach. It's just the first time I use it, I'm a little unskilled, and I can't grasp the heat. But these are not important. The ghost is not miserable, let me tell you, you have made money, how many people will never see the real fire of the sun, but you can die by its hands, how many people can't wait for the honor !"

Wu Mi: "...!" Swear words, ugly swear words!

Because of his anger, his entire face turned red and black, his veins twisted, and the red mark in the middle that was cut by the blade of the sword spread to the normal body at a speed visible to the naked eye, like burning incense.

The stench from burning protein in the air became more and more pungent, Jiuge could not help but step forward, wanting to give him a treat, and also give his own nose a treat.

Wu Mi glared at her ferociously, his face twisted, his teeth clenched and cracked, blood overflowed from his mouth, his whole body burst into pieces, blood and flesh splashed.

The tragedy in front of her was too bloody, and Jiuge was frightened for a moment, but when she realized it, the Chijin light sword only had time to burn half of the meat, and the remaining half ran away.

Jiuge: "...!"

Run, run away?

Run away if you can't fight, what a man!

Nine Songs went crazy.

Naluo took off the hood, picked up the book that fell on the floor, and was still stained with blood from the man, dusted it, walked to Jiu Ge, handed the book to her, and the corners of her lips curled up: "He ran away. Even if you used the Sunfire that your elder brother gave you, you still let him run away, it is such a precious treasure, but you still couldn't kill him, what a pity."

Jiu Ge glared at him sullenly, wishing to poke two holes in his body.

She is not a fool, so she can naturally hear the taunt hidden in Naluo's elegant and deep voice.

Naraku's eyebrows were smiling, he was extremely happy, his mouth didn't stop, and he teased: "A cowardly and timid ghost like Oni Wu Tsuji has suffered a big loss from you this time, and I'm afraid it won't appear again for a while. Even if you want to eradicate the grass, it is impossible to find him. Jiu Ge, I am afraid that the promise you made to the little monster will not be fulfilled for a long time, heh, how does it feel to fail again?"

Jiuge snatched the book mercilessly, and retorted: "It's so-so. As a senior, I would like to ask, how can you count on Inuyasha many times but lose your wife and lose your army every time? Feeling, how did you relieve it? Pass on the experience to me, just treat it as a good person and a good deed, so that I will not be depressed all the time."

Naluo's face froze, her scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and her unfriendly gaze fell on her, with unknown meaning.

Jiuge was not afraid of him at all, snorted coldly, peeled off his baboon skin and put it on himself, gave him a middle finger, and walked away.

Naluo stood on the spot for a while, then took a deep breath, and raised her heels up.

He saw that Jiu Ge continued to wander around happily, without the slightest intention of resting. Even after hearing the melodious sound of the piano, she went to Huacho shamelessly and had a good time, completely forgetting the experience of her defeat just now .

In the Japanese room, Jiu Ge skillfully played the piano with You Nu while teasing, the two talked and laughed at Yan Yan, you praise me for my beauty, I praise your delicate body; you praise me for my innocence and liveliness, I praise you for being mature and generous.

The more the two chatted, the more they hit it off, and soon decided that they must go to sleep tonight and have a long talk all night long!

They held hands and turned around to go to the inner room to rest, regardless of Naluo's expression on the other side.

Jiu Ge smiled and pulled the paper door with spring pictures on it, and couldn't wait to sleep with the young lady on the same bed, but Naluo raised her hand to block it.

As if he had just noticed him, Jiuge lowered his head shyly, looked at him shyly, and his fair face was also stained with an intoxicating halo: "What's the matter, Naluo? Do you want to be with us? ... It's just not like this." That's great, two people are enough for sleeping or something. Threesome, for me who is pure, innocent and innocent, it's really exciting..."

Afraid that Naraku would be disgusted, she blinked her tender eyes even harder, and replied shyly, "Of course, you can come in if you want to. I like Naraku the most besides Kikyo!"

However, Nai Luo is no longer Wuxia Amon, his eyes are extremely cold, but he said calmly: "Okay."

Jiuge choked suddenly.

"Use this kind of move once, it's stupid to use it again. Do you still need me to teach you such a simple truth?"

Jiuge was angry, but losing was not losing. She opened the door and looked at him with her chin: "Then you come in."

Naraku gave her a sideways look, and stepped in.

"...!"

You Nu had already made the mattress, and she didn't show any surprise when she saw another person. She came over and helped Jiu Ge take off the baboon skin. Seeing the blood on her body, she didn't panic, she just said: "Jiu Ge, you are dirty, do you want to wash it first?"

At this time, the female soup can still be used.

Jiu Ge shook his head, raised his hand and performed a cleansing technique, and the stains disappeared immediately.

You Nu asked in surprise, "What is this? It's amazing, is it Yin Yang?"

"Probably so." Jiu Ge hesitated.

Seeing her start to lie again, Naraku smiled.

Jiuge kicked him without a trace.

He took off his coat and lay on the couch, Jiu Ge snuggled into the arms of You Nu, while Na Luo sat dryly in front of the bed, staring at the two who were still whispering.

Thinking of her clear and ethereal piano sound, Jiu Ge curiously asked her about her experience.

You Nu had nothing to hide, she stretched out her hand to caress her soft hair, and slowly told her experience.

It turned out that she was also from a famous family, and she was the illegitimate daughter of the head of the Buddhist sect.In order to maintain a noble image, the host bought her to be a geisha.With this superb piano sound, she can still live here.It was only later that a new boss came to the brothel and asked her to sell herself.She also resisted, but under the beating with sticks and fists, no matter how unwilling she was, in order to survive, she finally succumbed.

Jiu Ge buried her in her arms and hugged her: "Because I don't want to die, I choose to live mediocrely, which is also a kind of courage, and it is not something worthy of criticism. Only by living can there be hope of getting rid of tragedy, and if you die, you will have nothing. Even if they are dubbed as 'steadfast and unyielding', as long as they can live happily, who is willing to die with a false name?... At least, I am not willing."

I've been a fool, so I don't want others to be like me.

The author has something to say:

I came here as I was writing. I originally wanted to write to the slippery ghost, but I counted, and the time was not right.

Forget it, although the timeline itself has been distorted by me, there is also a hundred years of difference between the Heian era and the first generation of the trickster's grandson, so let's get rid of it first.

I think I also chased the grandson of the slick ghost at station B with true feelings, and now I don’t know how many years have passed...

Now I just use Mao’s experience as a prostitute to make a point: living is the most important thing.