When the Master of Bliss is reincarnated as a Tang Monk

Medusa raised her vigilance calmly.

During this Holy Grail War, she appeared as a Rider as a Servant of the Matou family.But right now, someone dared to attack the Jiantong family directly, and Medusa had to come forward to solve it due to emotion and reason.

only……

Medusa frowned slightly with her delicate eyebrows hidden under the blindfold.

She faintly felt a little strange, and the heroic spirit in front of her gave her a vague and strange feeling.It's not an ordinary heroic spirit, but it's more obscure, like a layer of gray mist covering the surface, which makes it impossible to see everything clearly.

She and Tong Mo looked at each other, but for a while, neither of them made the first move, maintaining a strange confrontation.

What broke everything was the young man who came out of the gate behind Medusa.He held a book in his hand, with a sinister look on his face: "Rider, what are you doing? Why don't you kill that guy quickly?"

The heroic spirit with long pink-purple hair froze, and followed his instructions without hesitation.She galloped towards Tongmo like a vigorous horse, a part of the chain was wrapped around her wrist, and more of it was flying around in the surrounding space.

Able to appear in the world as a Rider, Medusa is undoubtedly a heroic spirit good at maneuvering.In contrast, although Tong Mo is not a weak chicken who takes three steps, one pants five steps and one coughs, but obviously he is not positioned as a fighter who is good at fighting. If he is really close to him, he will undoubtedly end up A beaten end.

However, Tong Mo can be regarded as having rich combat experience, so of course it is impossible for him to really fall into such a situation.Medusa only felt that the chain in her hand touched an extremely solid object, and what came with it was a certain extreme/incomparably icy breath.

Her intuition as a warrior made her quickly move aside, and then she saw huge and sharp ice spikes growing out of the place she had passed before—and Medusa had no doubts , Those ices are not just for looking good, they are in front of them and can cause harm to her as a servant.

This inevitably made Medusa more vigilant.She began to re-examine this strange heroic spirit that she had come to her door, instead of rushing directly to start the battle like in the beginning.

But Matou Shinji at the side obviously couldn't understand the normal maneuvers and temptations in this kind of battle, he only felt that Rider's behavior was a kind of evasion, and it was obviously a loss of face to a certain extent.

Therefore, this sulky young man who didn't know much about fighting held up the book of false ministers in his hand, and ordered to Medusa: "What are you still dawdling about, Rider?! Break it and kill this guy!"

"Grandpa is still watching this way!"

The master has orders, and as a follower, there is no other way but to obey them.

In fact, if Medusa is willing, she can explain to Matou Shinji that such behavior is not the best choice. If possible, she should make a trial first, and wait until she finds out the details of the unknown heroic spirit opposite before proceeding. One blow... I don't know why, but this heroic spirit with white oak-like hair and overly beautiful multi-colored glazed eyes is clearly surrounded by Buddha's light, but it always brings an inexplicable sense of danger to her .

Medusa, however, remained silent.

She was just like a puppet without her own will and determination, faithfully carrying out the order from Shinji Matou.

Although those ice cubes are strong, they are easy to shatter under the persistent blow of a heroic spirit.The young man who was the master let out an extremely crazy laugh. He was obviously very satisfied with what happened in front of his eyes, but he didn't care about the shattering of those ice cubes, and the overflowing water Some gases with slightly strange colors.

——Then, in the next second, he turned into a chick who was strangled by someone and began to cough crazily, even with mouthfuls of blood entrained with pieces of internal organs, it seems that it can only be blamed on It's your own fault.

"oops."

The culprit who caused everything seemed more surprised than anyone else.He slowly opened the fan, covering the corners of his mouth that was drawn upwards in a large arc, only revealing a pair of unpredictable eyes.

"Why are you so careless?" The evil ghost laughed and whispered, "In this case, what should we do?"

Matou Shinji could feel that his vitality was gradually draining, and the terrible poison broke into his body, scurrying among his limbs and bones, wreaking havoc.

"Rider!" He finally couldn't continue to maintain his proud posture, and there was a sense of panic in his voice, "You should have a way, right? Save me! Save me!"

The heroic spirit with long purple hair looked in his direction.Because of the blindfold that covered most of her face, she couldn't really see the expression on her face, but Shinji Matou could indeed feel a gaze falling on him.

……only.

What was carried in that gaze was not goodwill.

He began to panic.

Save me, Rider, save me!

There was such a mournful voice in his heart.

However, when Matou Shinji opened his mouth to call for help, he found that he had been deprived of the ability to speak, because he would only vomit blood mouthful after opening his mouth, and he couldn't even utter a complete syllable.

Medusa watched him.

For a moment, Matou Shinji felt that Rider should be able to feel his cry for help.But the other party is like a snake, just watching there motionless, spit out the letter occasionally, is a cold-blooded creature without any emotion or pity.

There was a compassionate smile on Tong Mo's face, he turned the folding fan in his hand once and for all, and when he was talking to Matou Shinji, he looked gentle and caring.

"This is not a poison that human beings can bear." He frowned, and sighed, "What should I do? Start from the inside, and continue to rot all the way to the outside, okay?"

The expression on Matou Shinji's face became even more frightened.

It's just that the two servants present are not kind.They stared coldly at Shinji Matou's eyes, and finally at a certain moment, his body seemed to be drained of all vitality, and he collapsed limply.

No more sound.

At the same time, Medusa's figure collapsed into a golden spirit, spreading out like a firefly, and quickly disappeared.

"uh-huh?"

This was a battle and exit that ended so easily that Tong Mo was slightly taken aback.

"Wow," he said, "this is really beyond my expectations."

He said this in his mouth, but he still had a smile on his face.The golden iron fan in his hand lightly knocked on the lock of the door, and the iron door, which was not necessarily so strong, opened in response.

This is not so much a lax defense, as it means that the meaning of inviting the king into the urn is coming more.

Tong Mo smiled and stepped in fearlessly.

He was walking in the gloomy corridor of Matou's house, where the sun had not been seen for many years, and he could hear the buzzing of insects that seemed to be absent in his ears.

But underneath that, there seemed to be something else... It seemed like the tide had risen on the seashore, and it seemed that there were extremely viscous bubbles emerging one after another from the deep pool.

Tong Mo stopped in his tracks.

And his behavior that seemed to give up and retreat finally caused the thing that had been watching secretly to no longer be able to remain hidden.It quickly jumped out from the darkness and came towards Tong Mo.

It was some kind of colloid thicker than water, covered with black malice, clamoring to swallow Tong Mo.

The Buddha child with glazed pupils did not dodge or dodge, letting the black mud cover him - he even laughed.

"Sure enough." Tong Mo's voice was full of joy, "I knew that there are delicious things here."

How to divide the roles of prey and hunter is not certain.