When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

Everything that happened next seemed to be in a dream.

The black-haired girl is holding a cold blade, and the snake-like golden arcs that flow from the handle of the knife are like a thunderbolt from the wrath of a god, forcefully tearing open this dark, filthy, evil-filled field, which cannot be caught by the naked eye. The speed cut off the curse spirit's head in an instant, and the only thing left in the retina was the extremely bright light that almost stings the eyeballs.

The curse spirit's body and head were separated and thrown to the bottom of the building. With a heavy bang, its huge and majestic body completely lost its vitality and turned into ashes and scattered in all directions.

The thunder will stop.

Early Ji's eyes gradually returned to light colors, and her face without the glasses covering her looked more graceful and sassy. She floated lightly on the edge of the rooftop, and when she looked back at her companion, there was still a soft smile on the corner of her mouth.

She trotted a few steps hastily, looking at the three boys and girls.

"Aren't you hurt?"

The other three: "..."

The body was indeed not injured.

But the spirit has been bombarded to pieces.

Xia Youjie suffered the most impact, his whole body was reduced directly, and he had already turned into a trance-like paper figure, half lying on the floor, not knowing what night it was, his lips were murmured, but they were all garbled characters The brain can't piece together a sentence with complete meaning, and can only utter the tone words that are fluttering in the wind: "Ah...eh, huh...?"

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, and turned his head away refusing to accept the reality, and stared at Iiri Glass seriously: "Iiri, we may still not be able to resist the mental attack of the curse spirit, I have already started to have hallucinations, what about you?"

Jia Ruozi was stunned, and replied instinctively: "If the illusion we see is the same..."

Zaoji smiled and tilted his head.

She is worried about your safety from the bottom of her heart, and you suspect that she is a hallucination when you look back? ?

At this moment, the domain gradually shattered, and the surrounding scenes lost their support like cut pieces of glass, and scattered down, the light suddenly dimmed, and they returned to the previous cave.

The trio: "..."

Now, no matter how much you deceive yourself, it's useless.

Gojo Satoru jumped three feet high like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He was the first to let out a loud cry of shattering the three views, and then rushed towards Zaoji. It was obvious that the height difference between the two was a head and a half, but he had four limbs. And wrapped around Zouji's body with his hands, pinching Zouji's cheeks with both hands frantically.

The big blue eyes are round like a cat, and the irises are filled with her figure, looking up and down at Zaoji.

"Aren't you a conjurer? Are you not a conjurer? Are you not?" Gojo Satoru pinched Zao Ji's cheeks red, but he still refused to let go. His speech speed was chaotic, as if there were stars in front of his eyes Spinning around, "Why, I can't understand, I can't accept it! Are you the Heaven and the Curse? The Heaven and the Curse are not so unscientific, right? That is a quasi-superior curse spirit that even my uncle finds it difficult... !"

Well, it seems that the boudoir Gojo Satoru, who has been cared for since he was a child, encountered the shock of his outlook on life for the first time. His psychological gap was too great and his spirit was crumbling.

"Well..." Zao Ji vaguely pushed his hand away, "Let go of me first..."

Gojo Gojo glared at her viciously, swearing not to give up until he got an answer, "Please explain clearly! What secret did you keep from us—"

"Okay five things... Let her go first, otherwise Zao Ji won't be able to say this."

Xia Youjie's extremely weak voice came from behind, and Zao Ji poked his head to look, good guy, this face looks paler than when he was beating the curse spirit.

However, even though he himself was experiencing a magnitude [-] earthquake, Xia Youjie still relied on the last bit of love for his sister and subconsciously extended his hand to Wujo Satoru who bullied the girl.

Xia Youjie, a real brother next door.

Jiarui Glass didn't speak, or she didn't know what to say, so she could only stare at her with eyes that seemed to burn two holes in Zao Ji.

Zao Ji rubbed his cheeks that had been pinched with red marks, and said falteringly: "I will tell you the truth, but you have to promise me one thing."

"what?"

"..." Zao Ji paused inexplicably, and then said slowly, "After listening, don't hit me, and don't run away."

Come on, good brothers should bear this social death together!

Xia Youjie suddenly had boundless bad premonitions in his heart, and this uneasiness was even stronger than when he was in the realm of the curse spirit—oh yes, the curse spirit was slaughtered by his sister Zao Ji, and he did not subdue it It, in other words, in that state of mind at that time, he couldn't think of subduing the curse spirit at all-the curiosity lingering in his heart made him shut up, and he chose to listen to Zao Ji's confession.

Xia Youjie swears that this is definitely the decision he regrets the most.

Early Ji recalled a little bit, and said calmly: "This should start from a century ago."

Jia Ruozi: "...Zao Ji, you will be hated if you do this."

"I'm not hated." Reflexively spit out a sentence, Zaoji coughed lightly in embarrassment, "Okay, then let me explain briefly."

"First, introduce yourself."

The light in the cave was very dim, and the girl's face was not very clear. I could only vaguely see her hand on the handle of the knife, caressing it unconsciously.

Obstructed vision sharpens their sense of hearing.

When they heard Zao Ji open his mouth, he said word by word:

"My former name was Toyama Sakiji. I was born in the Taisho period in my last life. I am a swordsman of the Ghost Slayer Team Leihu. Please take care of me."

The trio: "..."

Trio: "I $%@$...?! Huh??!"

Every word she said, they knew each other when they were taken apart.

How can I not understand it together?

As everyone knows, this is just an appetizer.

Afterwards, in the impersonal objective narration of the early period of 10 minutes, her past life identity was unveiled, and the trio seemed to have experienced the movie clips of "Taisho Ghost Killing" again. ——This time is the version from the early perspective of Toyama.

Yes.

What they once thought of as the out-and-out "weak", the "little girl" who needed protection, and the weak "non-magician" was the paper man's wife whom the three of them had called countless times on the Internet.

The trio: "..." Help! ! !

It doesn't matter what kind of special spell spirit or what field to expand. The three of them felt that their souls had gone away for a while, but after returning, they couldn't find which one was the main body, because they were all torn apart.

Have you ever seen a magnitude [-] tsunami, have you ever seen a typhoon pass by?Or have you personally experienced a major earthquake that can tear the land apart?

That's right, they are now.

Jia Ruozi tightly clutched the skirt of his chest and leaned against the stone wall, feeling short of breath and lack of oxygen in his mind.

Gojo Satoru hugged his head and closed himself for a while, then rubbed against Zaoji shamelessly, like a cat rubbing against her legs, his fluffy tail wrapped around her legs for a few times, and his whole body exuded the innocence of this life. Sorry happy message.

I want to emphasize again that the difference in body size between them is really huge. In the early days, he was almost unable to stand up straight under the weight of Gojo Satoru, but the latter had already forgotten himself, and his mind was full of "a miracle from heaven, the wife of the paper man walked into the house three times" Yuan"!

What kind of light novel fantasy plot is this! !

"Early Ji, Early Ji, Early Ji~ Are you really Early Ji, Yuanshan Early Ji?" Mao Mao's big eyes picked up.

"I am. I used Thunder Breath just now. I wonder if you recognize it."

"Recognized! As expected of the early wife, as strong and beautiful as I expected! But then again, is the plot of the original movie true?"

"It's true, including the family of the protagonist 'Ubuyashiki' in the movie, which is the Ubuyashiki group in reality. They just made the past history into a movie."

"what……"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

When they first watched the movie, they were moved by its plot, but at that time, at best, they praised the "excellent movie standard" or scolded the screenwriter for not being a human being.

But now they know that this is not a fictional story by the "screenwriter", but real history.

Those swordsmen who died, the unknown heroes buried by time, had long been buried deep in the ground with a thick layer of loess, sleeping quietly, or waiting for the radiant future they fought so hard for.

Gojo Satoru no longer rubbed against her, he moved away a little, put his hands on the girl's shoulders, his eyes flickered, he was a bit at a loss.

He claims to be a genius, and people in the magic world regard him as the Son of God, and call him the miracle of this era... But so what?

After all, he is living in this modern society of the 21st century, and like thousands of creatures in this land, he unknowingly enjoys the peace bought by his ancestors with blood and tears, and receives the blessings of his predecessors like rain of mercy.

He is also guarded by them, a member of thousands of lives.

As soon as he thought of this, Gojo Satoru couldn't stop his heartbeat from stalling. Facing the elders at home, he never felt such a sense of restlessness. The hand holding the girl's shoulder also subconsciously relaxed, almost to nothing.

He didn't know what to say, what to say.

His usual eloquence lost its effect in an instant. Gojo Satoru looked at Zaoji's immature face, but the image of her bathed in blood and fighting a ghost appeared in his mind. His throat was hard, and he was so nervous that his fingers trembled slightly. But he refused to look away an inch.

Including the family's entry into the glass, her eyes have completely changed.

Not only the intimacy of simply liking a paper man before, but also the respect and respect for the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad, and... the same panic as Gojo Satoru.

Oops, they seem to have published a lot of bad content on the Internet before, is it too late to go back and delete it now? ?

Gojo Gojo and Jiarui Nitzi were unstable, but they spent a short time with Zaoji after all. Gojo Gojo didn't know that his fellow Marisu had been seen by the Lord, so after the shock of the earth-shattering, both of them accepted good.

Xia Youjie was different.

Gojo Wu and Jiarui Nizi found that since the moment Zaoji confessed his identity, Xia Youjie seemed to have lost his ability to speak...?

They turned their heads suspiciously.

The black-haired boy kept sitting idle, the smile on his face froze for an unknown amount of time, his eyes stared straight at them, but if you observe carefully, you will find that the line of sight has no focus at all, and his eyes are nothingness... …

"Summer oil?"

Gojo Satoru shook his hand in front of him, but didn't respond.

Dude, is this stupid?