The monster's stomach is big and broad, like a cave.

Kikyo didn't fall into the monster's stomach, she fell on Jiang Xue Zuowenzi's body, when the wind of the monster brought her in, Jiang Xuezuowenzi kept holding her tightly, blocking the bumps along the way with her body Knock bump, Kikyo could feel how hard the bump was through his body, but he didn't say a word, and he never let go of his hand.

Although it is the stomach of a monster, its stomach is not very soft, and it is no different from the hard ground. Jiang Xuezuowenzi fell from the bit hole and used her body to make a human flesh mat for Kikyo, even though the woman did not Fat, after most of his strength was weakened, the fall was serious enough.

Kikyo hurriedly got up from his body and helped Jiang Xue Zuowen. The monk's robe on his body had been corroded by the monster's stomach juice, and it was still corroding. to touch his collar.

Jiang Xue Zuowen opened his eyes weakly, but held Kikyo's hand: "What... do you want?"

He didn't have a good impression of Kikyo.

It is always easy to judge a person by the impression of the first meeting. Jiang Xuezuo's words cannot escape this kind of vicious circle. He is blessed by the Hongye family and has stayed peacefully for hundreds of years. He has protection in himself. He has no complaints about Hongye's responsibility, and he is willing to do so.As for saving Natsume Takashi, it was indeed a matter of convenience as he himself said.In Jiang Xue's eyes, there is no fundamental difference between monsters and humans.

Some monsters have the body of a monster, but they have a human heart, and some people wear human skin, but what they do is not human.

The purpose and aggression of Zhang Jingji are too obvious for people to ignore, and they are all on the face, but this woman stood up, said a lot of beautiful and touching words, and rejected the demon slayer The so-called concession, but also did not accept him.

It would have been fine if the woman didn't have two swords Fusangshen standing beside her, but when she saw the two swords Fusangshen's loyalty to her, Jiang Xue's heart calmed down slightly. Those who make achievements in the city attack people first, and those who attack people attack their hearts first. This woman is obviously much smarter than that demon exorcist. Recovering the hearts of swords is indeed more powerful than simply letting them be enslaved by oneself.

After all, do you just want your own knife?

Can't beg for peace for this hell-like person, just want to exchange for a piece of peace for myself, can such a small wish not be realized?

The corner of Jiang Xue Zuowen's mouth overflowed with blood, and he was unable to lift his hand to wipe it off. The spell that the demon master sealed on himself was not a strong harmful spell, but a name character, but there was no way to unlock it. Unless he recognizes the master and the master returns his name to him to unlock the spell, he can take back his power.

Kikyo gently broke free from Jiang Xuezuowen's hand. In fact, his hand fell down feebly without much effort.

This corrosive gastric juice is very harmful to the sword. The main body sword he wears has rusted a lot, and there are scars on the parts corresponding to the sword on the human figure. If this continues, There is no guarantee that the injury will not be more serious.She involuntarily pulled away Jiang Xue Zuowen's clothes.

In order to avoid touching the rotten flesh, Kikyo could only carefully uncover Jiang Xuezuo's monk's robe layer by layer. Even if it wasn't complicated, it was at least comparable to Sanri Yuezongjin's clothes. Simple, but a coat with wide sleeves and a toga. The single clothes inside are thin, and it fits thinly on the man's too thin body.

It was only after taking off his clothes that he realized that although Jiang Xue Zuowen was very thin, he was actually stronger than Tsurumaru Kuninaga. The abdomen was not as thin as imagined, showing ribs, but covered with good-looking muscles. Even though I don't use much strength now, the outline is still beautiful.

"You..." Jiang Xuezuo didn't say a word to stop her, and her ice-like face was filled with helplessness: "Don't witches understand the truth that men and women can't tell each other?"

Kikyo finally pulled off all the clothes on his upper body. The skin around Jiang Xue's left shoulder was completely necrotic. I don't know how he could hold back the pain. Maybe Token Fusangshen can bear the pain.

She smiled at Jiang Xuezuo's slightly condemning and questioning question: "In my eyes, swords are gender-neutral."

They don't have gender consciousness like natural monsters. In fact, the gender consciousness of this group of swords is extremely weak. They just transform according to their original owner's life style or favorite things.

He closed his eyes like ice and snow, and at the same time, he also withdrew his tenderness like when the ice and snow first melted. After the cold ice and snow stream flowed through the grass, small flowers bloomed.

"Can you still stand up? If you can't stand up..."

"I can't stand up anymore."

Jiang Xue Zuowen was probably injured so badly that he couldn't even try his best, so he simply admitted that what he didn't even know was that there was a tiny bit of expectation hidden in this admission.

Kikyo hesitated for a moment, the monster's stomach had already begun to squirm, and the gastric juice slowly seeped out from the flesh wall, if Jiang Xue Zuowen didn't stand up, the liquid would get on her body, after thinking about it, she did He made a decision: "I'm sorry."

She put her hand through Jiang Xue's long hair, and supported his neck, which was still intact. With the other hand, she took his long and thin leg, and put Jiang Xue's hand through the bend of the leg. Zuo Wenwen hugged him, and even supported his head properly.

Jiang Xue's long hair is winding, and the hem has already been corroded by the feeding solution, and most of it becomes uneven. His appearance is really messed up, which is very different from the clean appearance that appeared in front of everyone before, but But his face was always calm, as before, as if the torment he was suffering now was just a test of God's promise, a test of his devotion to the Buddha.

Should be devout.

But he was a little shaken suddenly, the woman's pleasant and elegant fragrance lingered all over him, making one's heart skip a beat.Jiang Xue closed her eyes on Zuowen, and lightly recited the Buddha's mantra to drive away distracting thoughts.

Different from those who came to visit Jiang Xue Zuowen's knife in the past, some of them are also qualified. They can directly pick up Jiang Xue's knife, observe it, touch it, but they can't stir him up.

——Probably, the Buddha's heart is not sincere.

Princess Kikyo walked in the monster's stomach holding Jiang Xuezuo's text. Those corrosive gastric juices did not cause any serious damage to her, but it was a little disgusting.Now it seems to be back to Qu Ling's conspiracy, but at that time Kagome helped her escape, but now he did the same thing to another person.

Jiang Xue Zuowen quietly lay in Kikyo's arms, and didn't ask any questions, even though she was holding him to go deeper into the monster's body, for him, as long as immortality violates dignity and Buddha's heart, what's the matter? It doesn't matter.

"I'll take you to find the exit. There's miasma in this monster's belly. I'm afraid your sword body won't be able to bear it if you stay for a long time."

Jiang Xue Zuowen sighed softly: "Just leave me here, you can find a way out by yourself."

"Leaving you here is equivalent to pushing you to a dead end."

She really doesn't have any deep feelings for Jiang Xuezuo Wenwen's knife. If she must say she has, it can only be said to be a compliment to the character of this knife. Even if she doesn't like disputes, she still has her own standards in her heart. Weighing, he will also draw his sword to save people, not as ineffective as he himself said.

If the tragedy of Kikyo in the previous life was caused by saving the ghost spider, even if his life was bumpy and bumpy because of the ghost spider, and his life was unsuccessful, he didn't regret it much, because this was his own choice, good or bad. It should be borne by myself. It can only be said that the jealousy and hatred of human nature were too underestimated at the beginning, so Naluo took advantage of the loopholes.

Jiang Xuezuo's writing was different from theirs, and there was no hesitation in saving his life.

He grabbed Kikyo's sleeve and saw her delicate and firm side face, but he couldn't say the phrase "I don't love life, so why fear death" after all.

——One's own life is valued by a person, which is something worth celebrating, and no one will refuse such a treasure.

What's more, Jiang Xuezuo's writing is not human.

The monster's stomach wall suddenly turned like a wave. Kikyo had already hugged Jiang Xuezuowen and walked close to the throat, but saw the monster's mouthpiece rolled in like a snake letter to drive them away, and the throat was completely crushed. The seal was sealed, and a large wave of green viscous liquid gushed out.

Probably someone outside stimulated this monster, so that it suddenly became agitated.

The smell of that green thick liquid was extremely weird and unpleasant. Jiang Xuezuo's writing clearly showed that Cheng Fusangshen hadn't eaten any food for a long time, but he also felt his stomach churning violently.

"Put me down, or we'll both die here."

It seems that he hasn't given up on the idea of ​​dying alone, Kikyo feels annoyed and amused: "What's the difference between dying alone and dying by two?"

She would not die in the monster's stomach, and naturally she would not let Jiang Xue die here, but he was always so sleepy, as if he was not saving his life, but pushing him into the fire pit instead.

There seems to be no difference between the death of one person and the death of two people.

Jiang Xue laughed suddenly, and Kikyo was also stunned for a rare moment.

For those who don't smile often, the effect of a smile is astonishing. It's like a sliver of rain suddenly falling on the long-drought earth. Even the smile of Jiang Xuezuo's writing contains a trace of compassion for all things, spreading like nectar.

He fell down from Kikyo's arms very lightly, and when his feet touched the green thick liquid, he made a sizzling corrosion sound. Jiang Xue's left face showed pain, but he had an extremely devout expression, as if treating Like the Buddha he served in his heart, he lowered his head and gently placed a kiss as light as a butterfly's wing on the forehead of Kikyo.

The author has something to say:

I don’t know what to say, I’ll give it to you guys. Forget it. I wanted to kiss mouth to mouth. It’s probably because my kidneys are overdrawn, so let’s do it.

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