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When the wooden door closed, there was a muffled groan. After looking at the door for a while, Shen Liuxiang got up and went to the right wall of the room.

He stood in front of the wall and raised his hand to caress a huge oil painting hanging on the wall.

The mountains and rivers intersect, red and green are mixed, but it is harmonious, and there is a hint of sweetness in the indifferent tranquility. The solid pigments embellish it with a stunning visual picture.

Shen Liuxiang caressed gently on the solidified paint, and then walked along the uneven gaps of the paint with his fingertips as if in great interest, and finally the clean and round nails stopped on a light and delicate flower. on the rose, and then with a light force of his fingers—

The gears behind the wall rotated and made a very rhythmic sound, and then the wall centered on the painting, and from the center of the painting as the starting line, it was divided into two halves and moved to the left and right.

The removed wall reveals a large storage cabinet housed within the wall.

The transparent glass sealed the twelve solar knives that shone golden under the sunlight in the cabinet. They were neatly displayed in the knife slots on the wall, and the sharp blades showed sharp shadows.

Just standing in front of it, his eyes met it by chance, and the aura of a knife-wielding man that remained on it permeated through it, and then came rushing towards him.

It can be seen how powerful their master is, even after nearly a hundred years, they can still see the power of this sun wheel knife in killing ghosts in the past.

Shen Liuxiang looked at the twelve solar knives on the wall in a daze, one hand unconsciously grasped the solar knives pinned to his waist, while his other hand carefully raised and put it away. go up.

Through a glass, he caressed the nearly hundred-year-old

The Rilun Knife has witnessed one period after another of cruel, bloody but extremely glorious history.

The white and slender hand with clear bones then pressed the mechanism on the side, and a layer of glass on the surface was immediately opened, and the sharp aura of the sun wheel knife was not hindered by the glass, and rushed out immediately.

Nearly a hundred years,

They are still sharp,

They are still clamoring to perform the duty of killing ghosts.

After Shenliuxiang took down one of the Japanese knives, he closed the locker hidden behind the wall. After the wall returned to its normal appearance, he then took out the whetstone from the side cabinet Came to the floor-to-ceiling windows and sat down slowly.

He half-kneeled on one knee beside the whetstone, holding the sun wheel knife for grinding.

"Ka-ka-"

The sound of the blade being polished on the whetstone was very loud in the room at this time, and the halo reflected from the blade into Shen Liuxiang's pupils made his vision a little dazed.

After a while, he stopped sharpening the knife in his hand, then slowly stroked the blade with his slender white fingers, and then gently slid his fingertips along a straight line from the handle to the tip of the knife.

…………

The blade is in the shape of a flame, and it is as red as a jumping life. The flame-like enthusiasm is fully reflected on it, but it is like the flames from hell that swear to burn all evil and dark things.

This sun wheel knife... belonged to Master Purgatory.

Shen Liuxiang looked at Rilundao in a daze.

Since staying in this room, every morning, under the first ray of sunlight passing through Yokohama, he alternately polished these Japanese knives as "funeral objects".

This is the top of the tallest building in Yokohama, and it is very close to the sun. The sunlight reflects on the knife, coating it with a layer of golden light, and the dazzling red is extremely dazzling.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes were drooping, and his butterfly-like eyelashes half-hidden those deep, heterochromatic pupils.

This sun wheel knife has a history of nearly a hundred years, but the "qi" of its original owner still remains on the knife body.

Not only this sun wheel saber, but also the other eleven.

This is also...the reason why they have always been extremely sharp and have not been eroded by the years...the owner of the Sun Wheel Knife seemed to still be holding the knife, and there was still a trace of familiar temperature on the black handle.

Purgatory... Master.

Shen Liuxiang looked at the Sun Wheel Knife, silently stretched out his right hand, and held the handle of the knife tightly with his hand, following Master Purgatory's habit of holding a knife in his memory.

Nearly a hundred years ago the samurai held the knife mark, and today, a hundred years later, another person perfectly fits his hand on this mark in the same way.

The debilitating body temperature blends here after nearly a hundred years.

Shen Liuxiang looked at his own reflection reflected on the knife, and the red right eye reflected a coquettish scarlet light.

Seemingly casual, Shen Liuxiang moved the handle of the knife flexibly with his slender and beautiful fingers, causing the sharp solar knife to draw a dazzling virtual light in mid-air, and the sound of cutting the air was crisp and sassy , The flickering time shreds the sun and it is dazzling again.

Then, only hearing the sound of "Zheng--" with a little Weng Ming's metal strike sound, the Rilun Saber was held firmly on the chest by Shen Liuxiang.

At this moment, he was standing in the center of the floor-to-ceiling window with a knife in his hand, and the shadow shone obliquely on the carpet.

The cool breeze from the high altitude of Yokohama was blowing slowly, causing the brown hair to draw a halo and interweave with the air in mid-air.

The off-white haori was gently fluttered and fluttered in mid-air by the wind slashed by the sun blade and the breeze.

"Huh..." When Shenliu Xiangwei let out a sigh like a sigh, the crisp knock on the door resounded in the room.

Shenliu Xiang was stunned, and then he came back to his senses. He put the Sun Wheel Knife back into the second scabbard on his waist, and then walked to the leather sofa in front of the French window and sat down.

And the Hong Kong gangster member Maeda Ori, who knocked on the door here, knocked on the door again because he hadn't waited for a response from the insider, and asked softly, "My lord... are you there?"

After asking this question, Maeda Ori continued to stand nervously at the door, waiting for the adults in this room to respond.

This lord's reputation is neither scary nor well-known in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, because no one knows his real name.

The appearance of this lord set off violent waves after waves in the deep black waters of the other world, and the title of "Death God" quickly spread from there.

[It’s just that one day, suddenly, there was an independent person here. ]

This sentence was the unanimous view of the Hong Kong gangsters when this lord first arrived. However, when the lord single-handedly wiped out multiple hostile organizations overnight, they never dared to Go secretly talk about him behind his back.

This adult seems to only stay in this remote room on the highest floor of Hong Kong and Hei from time to time.

The off-white feathers that occasionally appear in the Hong Kong and Hei Building only appear when they are dyed with a dazzling red.

No one knows what his real strength is, but his repeated "contributions" are enough to make him the top five cadres.

It is precisely because of his mystery, great strength, and his independent behavior that there are many rumors about him in Hong Kong and Heihe——

For example: "He is the lackey of the night, a vicious monster that makes the san value of Cthulhu go crazy."

Another example: "I heard that every time he fights against the enemy, he swallows all the enemy's attacks, including people."

…………

All kinds of rumors like this.

Such a powerful and mysterious person,

He, Maeda Ori, wanted to find this lord alone today.

Maeda Ori: …… Before I was chopped off, I wanted to appeal for my spiritual compensation QAQ

Just when the weak, pitiful and helpless Maeda Ori stood shivering in front of the closed door, a cold male voice sounded from the room, the slightly hoarse magnetic voice was clear and clear like a clear spring:

"come in."

Maeda Ori, who was stunned by the sound, immediately tensed his body and spirit, staring at the closed wooden door with fixed eyes.

This voice was completely different from the low hoarse voice of the ghost, and it was very pleasant to the ear.

At this moment, Maeda Ori remembered one of the versions about this lord that I didn’t know who heard it before—he can pretend to be a nice human voice to confuse you, and then when you relax your vigilance, there will be a Kick your head off like a ball with your feet.

...............

Thinking of this, Maeda Zhi's face became even paler, and then he pushed the door open with despair.

"Crack——" When the door was opened, there was a heavy muffled hum, just like Maeda Ori's current mood.

But in the next second, he froze in place——

The man sat across from him and looked at him, the eyes of different colors on his stunning face were dotted with sparkling spots, and the waist-length hair tied up was softly draped over the man's shoulders and back.

With his back against the sun, he was surrounded by a halo of emptiness, giving him a sense of holiness.

At that moment, Maeda Ori's breathing stopped for a moment, and then he thought in his mind for no reason——

[Perhaps Kaguya Ji is somewhat inferior compared to him. ]

Maeda Ori just stayed where he was.

Even the sound of the door being blown shut by the wind behind him disappeared from his attention.

Shen Liuxiang looked at the person standing at the door, his expression froze in an incomprehensible way, or he was surprised for a moment.

Immediately, the expression on his face immediately returned to its original normal state. He looked at the boy who was about seventeen or eighteen years old standing at the door and asked, "Excuse me... what's the matter?"

Although he was asking what was the matter with the other party, Shen Liuxiang had already guessed a general idea in his heart.

...It is estimated that the old man who led the gangsters in Hong Kong was stimulated by something...It seems that he is going to die soon, but I didn't expect him to survive until now...

Probably knowing the intentions of this gangster leader, Shen Liuxiang lowered his eyes slightly.

Maeda Ori, who was questioned by Shenliuxiang here, immediately came to his senses: "Ah! I'm sorry, my lord! Well, that, the leader, please go to his room to find him." While speaking, he immediately stood up straight, nervous He looked incomparably at this stunning man who was extremely inconsistent with the rumors.

He rolled his Adam's apple nervously, his black eyes almost engraved the word "nervous" on it.

And look, it did.

This is expected... After all, no one will come to him except the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

While Shenliuxiang was thinking this way, he slowly got up and said to Maeda Ori, "...then let's go."

"Ah, ah, yes!" After receiving the adult's response, Maeda Ori immediately turned around and opened the door that was closed by the wind just now, standing respectfully by the door half bent and said to Shen Liuxiang, "I This will take you there."

Shen Liuxiang nodded, and then walked behind the boy who was nearly a head and a half shorter than him. The difference in height between the two of them made Shen Liuxiang able to see the top of his head as soon as he lowered his head. Black shattered hair swayed in the air.

It's a bit different from the mid-length hair tied into a ponytail in memory...but that's okay.

Seeing Ori Maeda thinking so, then he retracted his gaze, gathered the haori on his body with his hands, and walked in the corridor with Ori Maeda stepping on wooden clogs.

The sound of the clogs colliding with the smooth stone ground was rhythmic and extremely crisp, causing virtual echoes in the huge passage.

Surrounded by uniforms in black, the Hong Kong gangster members standing on the road holding handles couldn't help but look sideways at Shen Liuxiang.

No one here knows him, and no one knows that the man who is walking in front of them is the frightening man in the other world, known as the "Grim Reaper".

But with the member from the chief's room who was leading the way ahead, they didn't dare to question the man wearing the feathered weave that belonged to an ancient warrior, so casually walking in this passage where strangers or people below a certain level were not allowed to walk.

While looking at the man, these members of Hong Kong gangsters exchanged glances with their companions, guessing each other's origins.

Under the eyes of Kui Kui, Shen Liuxiang followed Maeda Ori to the door of the chief's room.

"Then, then I'll go first. I'm sorry, my lord." After finally leading the way, Maeda Ori broke out in cold sweat all over his body.His movements were stiff, and after he stammered to Shenliu Xiangdao, he fled away as if there was some terrible "prehistoric beast" chasing him behind him.

Shen Liuxiang, who was so scared, was not angry. He looked at the back of Maeda Ori leaving, and there was a smile and tenderness in his eyes.

Then he retracted his gaze, raised his hand and pressed the doorknob to open the door.

When the door was opened, all the light was blocked by thick curtains, and the environment was extremely dark.

At this moment, the leader of the gangsters is lying on this high-end custom-made big bed placed in the room.

Seems to be dying.

Shen Liuxiang remembered that he had met with the leaders of the Hong Kong gangsters last week. The old man was still full of evil spirits, but he was in good spirits.

It's only been a while now, lying on the bed as if he was seriously ill, breathing hard.

A man was standing beside his bed.

Shen Liuxiang took a look.

This man is probably a little older than him. He has black mid-length hair that hangs smoothly behind his head and around his ears. There are slight skin lines at the corners of his eyes, and there is a little bit of streamer at the bottom of his purple eyes. , gorgeous and illusory charm.

He was wearing a white coat and standing not far from the bed, his purplish red eyes looked at Shen Liuxiang, even though he tried his best to hide the strangeness that appeared in his eyes immediately after seeing Shen Liuxiang, he couldn't escape Shen Liuxiang's extremely sharp eyes.

Probably...doctor.

Shen Liuxiang glanced lightly at the man's fingers, there were obviously slightly protruding flesh, and then slightly raised his head to the man as a greeting.

"God...Shenliu!——" The leader of Hong Kong gangsters lying on the bed saw the person coming, and his hoarse voice was immediately uttered by the vibrating vocal cords. Those bloodshot eyes that were wide open seemed to be terrified. Like the eyes staring at the prey's corpse in the movie, they mechanically moved to Shen Liuxiang's body, "Come on, come here—"

If there is a child on the side, most of them will be frightened and cry loudly, saying that there is a ghost here.

………………

I'm dying...

Looking at the old man's appearance, Shen Liuxiang thought so, then walked to the sandalwood carved wooden chair beside the bed that he bought at a high price from the Eastern Kingdom facing the sea and sat down.

"Boss." Shen Liuxiang looked at the leader of Hong Kong gangsters and said.

"Shen...shenliu...kill! Kill! Kill...kill them!" The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong seemed to have grasped the straw of life-saving, staring at the person sitting next to him with split eyes. trump card.

The strong evil spirit bursting out from him filled the entire room, and the sharp killing intent scattered indiscriminately.

Shen Liuxiang didn't answer his words. He seemed to ignore the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, and then turned his head to look at the man behind him and asked, "May I ask, what's your name?"

"...My name is Mori Ogai." Unexpectedly, this man who looked to be in his twenties and was called Shen Rushou would use honorifics for him, Mori Ogai paused and then answered.

The surprise in Mori Ogai's heart inevitably expanded a little, but he didn't show it on his face.

Such etiquette gave him a bit of a surprise.

Just half an hour ago, as the personal doctor of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, he was ordered to come to check the leader's condition. At this moment, the leader who was dying on the bed suddenly began to scream like a madman.

Even in this week, such a scene is a daily routine.

But it was like being screamed by a fiery ghost in hell, and it still caused his brain nerves and eardrums to be injured in varying shades.Even so, as a subordinate, he still has to do his best to finish his work.

That is, this time, instead of chanting the names of various hostile organizations in the past, the leader kept calling the cronies in his room who would call various things for him. The "Shenliu" man brought him to see him.

While calling this name, he tore his throat loudly and shouted: "Let him go and kill those people for me! Kill them!"

a mysterious man,

One person's strength can compete with those hostile organizations of varying strengths but "considerable" numbers.

From the looks of it, the chances of victory are still in their hands, and they can completely suppress the people of the hostile organization with their own strength.

Disturbed in the gray area, as the leader's confidant, Sen Ouwai, after hearing these words, deep black streamers dripped from the bottom of his dark purple eyes, and the arc of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged to guess the identity of this man.

Maybe it's the one in the rumors.

The one called "Reaper" in the world is the strongest trump card and the strongest blade in Hong Kong and black.

Then he learned from the conversation between the two cronies who had been guarding the leader that this was indeed the case.

And... this man named Shenliu Xiang seems to have won the "popularity" of these two people. From that moment on, Mori Ogai's curiosity gradually began to magnify——

It wasn't until Shen Liuxiang was brought into the room half an hour later that this curiosity disappeared.

The long brown hair was bundled up in a sassy way, with a few scattered strands hanging on his shoulders. The man with strange-colored eyes was wearing an old-fashioned undershirt and beige feathers. The two pinned swords are very conspicuous.

And——a face that can be called stunning.

Such a man is called "Reaper", a mysterious existence in Hong Kong and black.

Mori Ogai couldn't help rubbing his fingers slightly, and after the smiling expression, he didn't know what he was plotting again.

"Ah...it's Mr. Mori, nice to meet you." After hearing Mori Ogai's answer, Shen Ruxiang said with a smile, and naturally changed the address to Mr.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency Shenliu." Mori Ogai Commercial said with a smile.

And here, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters who knew that he was being ignored immediately yelled frantically: "Shenliu... Shenliu! Kill... listen to my order! Kill them!"

Shenliuxiang's behavior is really offensive, if other people, regardless of their position, they will not be immune to the end of being beheaded by the leader's order.But for Shenliuxiang, the two cronies who were standing in front of the handle just turned a blind eye and stood at the door, pretending not to see this scene.

After exchanging names with Sen Ouwai, Shen Liuxiang turned his attention back to the leader of the gangster. He slowly raised his hand to cover the leader of the gangster's chest. It was skinny and its skin was already wrinkled Unbearable hands.

The white hand formed a sharp contrast with the "dead branch", and then Shen Liuxiang grabbed the hand and covered it over the eyes of the Hong Kong black leader.

"Boss." Said the calm and clear voice, Shen Liuxiang easily pressed the pitiful withered hand, which was struggling so hard, and whose strength was smaller than his, on the eyes of the leader of the Hong Kong gangster, "You It's time to rest."

"Qi" was passed from the palm of Shen Liuxiang to the head of the Hong Kong black leader.

After a long while, Shen Liuxiang slowly moved his hand away, and the leader of Hong Kong gangsters had already fallen into a deep sleep, and the evil spirit lingering around him gradually subsided, and the sound of steady breathing resounded softly in the extremely quiet room at this moment. Inside.

Sen Owai, who was standing behind Shenliuxiang, saw this scene, and a dark tide surged in his heart.

After settling the matter about the gang leader, Shen Liuxiang got up from his chair and said goodbye to Mori Ogai, intending to leave here: "I'll go back first, and Dr. Mori can leave too."

like a eviction order,

But not so.

Mori Ogai smiled slightly after hearing Shen Liuxiang's words: "Thank you, Your Excellency." After saying this, he changed his subject, "I wonder if I have a chance to have a cup of tea with Your Excellency?"

Shenliu Xiang was slightly taken aback, then pursed his lips and smiled: "My honor."

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Patch: I don’t know where the old man’s self-confidence comes from, thinking that he can command the big brother like a dog to bite people. The organization that the big brother killed before was not because of the order, but the reason of the big brother himself (one of which is that there are several organizations Zeng Rush destroyed the orphanage where the eldest brother was staying. The eldest brother landed in the orphanage. After the orphanage was destroyed, he went to the slums, and the childhood Bai Yueguang he met was mustard qvq)

Maeda Ori is the younger brother of the eldest brother who transmigrated to the world of Ghost Slayer. A super cute and handsome child (covering his face) was privately created and his age was slightly raised after he was reincarnated on Wenye's set.

The author has something to say:

hundred years

Changed Mori Ogai's name, covered his face, I'm sorry, you're sorry for him

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"Send warmth to the villain with fists"

Shen Yi is a Samoyed. After she became a spirit, she awakened her natural supernatural power, and the first thing she has to do is to repay her master and those who have lost her life.

In the end, she was informed by a system named "JJ" that the two of them were reincarnated in an interstellar Longao Tianwen after death, and became a villain boss with a tragic life experience and an equally miserable eldest lady who divorced the male lead.

Shen Yi was startled, she immediately rushed into the book to change the fate of the two——

1.

The No. [-] benefactor, the villain BOSS, had an extremely miserable life experience. He didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, and he was often beaten.

Shen Yi immediately ran to the slums to send warmth——

I happened to meet my benefactor and was bullied by gangsters:

Benefactor No. [-] looked fiercely: Stay away.

Shen Yi punched away the awakened people who bullied their benefactors and said, "Please touch and praise!"

Benefactor No. [-] was silent: ...It is not impossible to touch it.

2.

The benefactor No. [-] resigned from the marriage and the tsundere eldest lady was extremely extreme at home. The indifferent family made her a thorny rose longing for warmth.

Shen Yi immediately ran to her house to send warmth——

Coincidentally, the eldest lady was kidnapped:

The eldest lady glared and said: "It's just a follower, stay away from here and don't defile me!"

Shen Yi punched the kidnapper in front of him: I'm here, don't be afraid!Ask for petting and praise!

The eldest lady was silent: ...cough, you did a good job, barely qualified as my follower.

3.

Shen Yi knew that the two benefactors were awkward, and they had to interpret everything backwards.

"Stay away from me."—to keep her out of the fight.

"Stay away from here and don't defile me."—to keep her out of danger.

Such a good benefactor ended up so miserable.

Therefore, Shen Yi hated the hero Long Aotian and his harem who made them end up like that.

But, until one day——

Long Aotian forced her to the corner and questioned with madness in his eyes: Why can they get all your love, but you can't give me even a little bit of it? !

Long Aotian's harem suddenly turned around, his eyes were red and he begged her in a humble gesture: Please, please share with me some of your hobbies?

[Read the Guide]

1. The heroine is a lot stronger, and the eldest lady likes the heroine because it is a GL element

2. Long Aotian's male protagonist, the original harem, was transferred collectively due to some social reasons, and did not get together with Long Aotian.

3. Finely divided and sliced ​​attack, all the staff crazily approved.

4. The heroine is not the little angel of the Virgin Mary, she has a clear distinction between love and hate, and the three views are correct.

5. For every [-] additional chapters, one chapter will be added.

感谢在2020-04-1506：40：08～2020-04-2217：51：24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Qianhezi, cherry toffee qaq1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of dirt; 1 bottle of ruthless flowers, lemon essence (ovo), and [-] bottle on February [-]th;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!