[Comprehensive] Blades all love Kikyo

Who is it?

The man in the military uniform wiped away the blood that was cut on his face by the branches, and blood oozes from the cracked tiger's mouth. He didn't dare to relax and grasped the sword in his hand. Although his expression relaxed, his body was naturally tense in a fighting state.

This arrow is not an ordinary demon-breaking arrow. An ordinary witch can't shoot this arrow. It contains a vast amount of holy power, and what he saw just now is just a small corner of the magnificent iceberg.

Such a powerful force is almost the only one I have seen in my life, not only because of the holy power it contains, but also because of the killing intent and fighting intent of the arrows, this is the aura born for fighting!The man in military uniform couldn't help trembling. He wasn't warlike, but the blood in his body was already boiling, eagerly calling for a fight.

Not with a knife, but with pure killing intent.

It is not only life and death, but also a decision.

This was his irresistible, sad instinct, a trace of bloody red flashed in the eyes of the man in military uniform for a moment, and soon sank into his eyes again.

……

Since 2250 in the Western calendar, the world has entered the age of doomsday. Faith has lost its way, gods have dissipated, and the descending of the gods has long been recorded in historical legends. There are very few people with spiritual power, so the government of the time will disregard it. Everything with spiritual power is hired as a god judge at a high price.

God judge...he gave a low laugh, his face was still stained with the enemy's undried black blood, that smile seemed to be stained with the evilness of the enemy's sword, it looked a bit evil, the woman couldn't help being afraid , but his heart beat strangely again.

The people in the fog finally came out.

Scarlet white clothes, red rope tied hair, the ordinary dress of a witch, her facial features are impeccable, although she does not have a straight face, but her temperament is as cool as a snowy mountain and a cold moon, and she has a taste of being out of the ordinary. Seeing the past can make everyone marvel at her beauty and forget her identity, and only then can they find out that she is a witch.

The woman stared obsessively at the witch for a long time, and then secretly glanced at the man in military uniform. His eyes were no longer as enthusiastic as before, but calm.

"This lord..."

The witch walked straight past him, knelt down, picked up the burnt purple tobacco on the ground, and twisted it with her hands. The charred tobacco was crushed into ashes in her hands, and she put it to her nose for a sniff. color.

"Incense candles."

The woman looked at the embers on the ground: "This is the incense candle? But what is the incense candle?"

"People worship ghosts and gods and burn incense sticks to feed the gods. This herb is called incense candles because it has lived in the tombs of the dead for many years and feeds on the resentment of dead souls. It is incense for fallen angels and ghosts to eat, if you light it, those things will naturally be attracted."

The witch's voice is not as cold as it looks, but soothing and gentle, with a fatal attraction that makes people willing to let go of all their defenses.

"Okay, it's alright."

The witch stretched out her hand to the woman who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. The woman squatted up embarrassingly, dusted the dust on her hand and put it on a pair of catkins of the witch. After holding it, she realized that the palms of her hands were not as soft as ordinary women's. A thick cocoon was formed.

She saluted: "Master Miko, thank you for saving my life."

The witch waved her hand lightly: "No need, if he didn't fight with his life, you wouldn't be able to support me."

"Yes..." The woman blushed subtly: "I also thank the lord warrior for drawing his sword to help me, I can't repay you..."

She seemed to have thought of something, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"If you can send me out of this forest and return to Renjian City, I will definitely teach you to send me a generous gift in return."

"People... see the city?"

The witch asked: "Did people from the Warring States see the city?"

"It's not people from the east who see the city, or people from the West who see the city, but people from the Warring States see the city. Could it be that there are people in Ping'an capital who see the city?"

The woman wanted to laugh but her smile froze at the corners of her lips. As Ji Jun, she was more knowledgeable and broad-minded than others. She was not a fool, so she naturally understood the hidden meaning of these words.

She clenched her sleeves tightly: "What the hell is this place?"

The witch looked at Yousen covered in white mist: "This is a foggy forest, only wandering souls enter, not living people."

"impossible……"

The woman took a step back, her face full of defense: "Why should I believe you...Why should I believe you, if what you said is true, then what are you? What is he?!"

"I am Sword Fusangshen."

The man in the military uniform didn't move, and didn't seem to care about her defense: "As for this lord, as a witch, with such powerful spiritual power, it is not difficult to travel between the two worlds."

Kikyo glanced at him, then turned around again, without saying a word.

He simply explained his identity with one sentence, but he said a long paragraph to defend the strange priestess, and the woman's mouth tasted bitter.

After a long silence, she smiled wryly and said, "Yes, in fact, I have already died..."

The witch didn't approach her: "If you've heard of... Kikyo, my name."

Campanulaceae.

her name.

The man in military uniform tightened his grip on the handle of the knife.

"Is that... the mistress with powerful spiritual power?" The woman suddenly said, "So it's you, too. As the most powerful shrine maiden in the Warring States period, these scumbags are not worth mentioning to you."

"You are really an admirable lord. If I were not Ji Jun, but an ordinary woman, I really want to be a witch who slays demons and demons like you, and protects the world..."

A girl's dream is not always full of charming thoughts, occasionally there will be such grand ambitions, wanting to save the world with her own power, it's just that a boudoir girl who has never experienced the world is inevitably a little naive, and the hardships of those journeys are not as good as those in her eyes. The flowers are blooming like a piece of brocade.

Kikyo chuckled: "It's a good thing you didn't."

The path of the witch is not so easy. In addition to the treacherous and unpredictable monsters, you also have to face the same room. If you make a wrong step, you will be wrong every step of the way.

"follow me."

"where to."

"Go where you need to go."

The place where I should go, the woman only felt a light and melancholy veil covering her heart: "Where is the place I should go, hell?"

Kikyo asked: "Is it because of him that you don't want to?"

There was only one living male present, and the pointing could no longer be more obvious. The woman paused, not expecting that this pure priestess would say such words directly without any concealment, and her face flushed again.

This was the default, and Kikyo put away her bow and arrow, waiting for the other party's reply.

The man in military uniform turned his head sideways, his expression indifferent: "What does it have to do with me?"

"But, you saved me! Not only that, you almost saved your life just now, if, if not, why did you do such a thing? Don't tell me, it's just out of your Bushido spirit, I I can't believe it, but I have never seen a warrior, if not selfish, with such a noble sentiment as yours to sacrifice everything for a stranger."

The man in the uniform said, "I saved you because I was selfish. Otherwise, I should have let you go to fend for yourself."

His words were difficult to understand, the woman didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand, but Kikyo paid more attention to him, and nodded slightly to show her agreement.

Everything in this world has its destiny and decree, how much blessing it should enjoy, how much sin it should suffer, how much suffering it should endure, how long it can live, and when it will leave this world have already been arranged by heaven. Those who have left, because of some exceptions, stay in this world and never leave, the karma accumulated along the way will return to the next life, without knowing the blessings or misfortunes.

"I am dead now, I am no longer Ji Jun, I am free... I only belong to myself, I can decide what I want to do, and now there is no identity constraint, do you think I am not worthy Are you there yet?"

The woman was a little angry, but suppressed her voice and dared not speak loudly. Whether it was Ji Jun who had been pampered and raised for many years, or her upbringing had suppressed her emotional instinct.

The hoarse voice of the man in military uniform was uncomfortable to hear: "Ji Jun is noble, and as a wandering soul, I am not suitable for you. There are many demons and ghosts in the misty forest. If I can protect you this time, I may not be able to protect you next time. Ji Jun , you should leave with this Miko as soon as possible."

"Can I really not follow you? I won't be burdened by those false names. I didn't care when I was alive, and I don't care at this time..."

"I don't care either."

Hearing this sentence, the woman's face showed a very happy expression, but he continued with a cold expression: "Whether you live or die, I don't care, I saved you, just to make atonement .”

The woman's face was pale.

"Ah, that's it, really, so I was rude and said such embarrassing words for you," she looked like she wanted to cry but couldn't cry: "If I had known, I wouldn't have said these words... "

Kikyo handed over a plain handkerchief, asking her to wipe away her tears. The woman thanked her for taking it, and twisted it, she knew it was an ordinary white handkerchief. The material was simple, and there was nothing embroidered on it. The fragrance, I don't know what the fragrance of the flower is, but it smells surprisingly good.

She stood up straight, with a stern look on her face: "What kind of flower scent is this?"

"The Bianhua, the Bianhua polluted by the water of the Santuchuan River, can not only make people forget the past, but also wash away their sins..."

Kikyo suddenly opened his palm, a powerful ray of light shot out from the palm of his hand, and quickly bounced into the woman's body, a shrill cry came out from her body, a thick black mist emerged from the woman's soul, purifying After a brief struggle under the force, it dissipated.

"A network bride?"

The man in military uniform muttered to himself.

Kikyo caught the woman's weak soul and chanted softly for a while. After the gentle white light flashed, there was no one in her arms.

They are the only ones left.

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