[Comprehensive] Legend of the Son of God

"Minister...Minister! You can let me go, I...I don't hurt anymore!"

The black-haired elementary school boy stammered and waved his hands with red cheeks, he could already feel the gaze almost piercing his back through the barbed wire.

QAQ why is he so unlucky...

Liu Lian'er calmly opened his notebook, on the title page of the notebook was written Minamino Hideichi, the notebook was very thick, and more than half of it had been memorized.But even though he collected so much information, he still couldn't see Minano Shuichi clearly.

If Jingshi hadn't issued that declaration and was so serious, he would really have made up his mind to persuade Jingshi to stay away from him.

Yukimura felt that it was almost done, so he let go of Kirihara Chiya's hand, looked at him amusedly, and said, "Chiya, what are you afraid of? I won't eat you again."

"Senior Minano will increase my practice!" Kirihara stroked his injured arm in horror.During this period of time, Lihai University's training menu was jointly formulated by Nanye Shuichi and Liu. The red-haired senior really has a way of training, but the training intensity is really not acceptable to ordinary people.

The game had already ended, and after Sanada went to shake hands on behalf of Li Haidai, the rest of the players were allowed to enter the court.

"It seems that Kirihara-kun thinks too much of me." The soft voice of the red-haired boy in the beige windbreaker came from behind.

"Xiuichi, it just so happened that you came to see Akaya's injury." Yukimura looked at him sideways, the sunlight shone lightly and lightly on his side face, casting a light light on his smooth hair.The sharpness and gloom just now were completely dissipated, and there was a hint of warmth in the iris purple eyes.

"So sure I can do it?"

"That's right, Shuichi is very knowledgeable." Yukimura said jokingly.

Zangma narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled lightly, and said, "Only when you ask me for something, you will be a little more well-behaved." Then he turned around and looked at Seaweed Hair's elementary schooler.

It was clearly a gentle gaze, but Chirihara Chiya was frightened and shivered all over.

Kirihara: My God... My God, is the devil's training coming to me?No, don't.

Kurama narrowed his eyes, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and threw it to Genichiro Sanada who had just returned to the team. "Special medicine, apply it to Kirihara-kun first."

Sanada took it suspiciously, and with Yukimura's affirming smile, poured a little on Kirihara's arm.

In an instant, the mournful howling of the elementary school boy resounded through the sky.

"Minister, what kind of medicine is this? It hurts QAQ..."

"The pollen of the healing flower, but a little silver-leaf grass is added." Zangma smiled and said, "Silver-leaf grass is a good exorcism plant, but it will increase the sensitivity of the skin. But don't worry, it will take a while after the pain. OK soon."

Yukimura touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, and smiled wryly: "Shuichi, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"I only brought this today." Kurama was still relaxed.

Yukimura spread his hands and said: "...Looking at your expression, I knew you would say 'I'm lying to you'" But he just glanced at Kirihara's direction sympathetically, and began to tease Kurama recklessly. "Foxes can deceive people. It seems that the stronger your demon power, the more evil you will be."

Zangma: "I also brought flame fruit, do you want to try it?"

Yukimura: "No need..."

It seems that Kirihara's opponent, Mitsui, didn't want to play against Yukimura and slipped away after the tennis match.At this time, it was already dusk, the clouds had already shrouded in a thin layer of warm mist, and the setting sun gradually elongated the shadows of everyone.

Although the first round was a bit rough, it was a good start for Li Haida after all, and everyone was quite happy.

When we arrived at the tram station to go back, it was already the evening rush hour. Kirihara, who no longer had pain in his arm, ran ahead with a very happy expression, while his seniors all watched helplessly and connivingly from behind, even though the crowd was rushing Noisy and noisy, this group of teenagers wearing uniforms is still so youthful and dazzling.

"The tram is coming, hurry up."

Kirihara waved his hands inside, and everyone moved forward in three steps at a time. Only Yagyu suddenly stopped in front of the tram, his back seemed to be a little stiff, and Nio's arms directly hooked his neck and pulled him in.

When Yukimura and Kurama just stepped into the carriage, they paused, and then quickly exchanged glances.

"Kurama, do you feel it?" Yukimura reached into the pocket of his team uniform with one hand, his always soft smile faded in an instant, and the corners of his lips curled up a bit sharply.

"Ah, the irritating stench." Maybe it was the nature of the fox, Kurama sniffed the smell in the air, and turned his face away in disgust. "Looks like we got in the wrong car."

"……How is this going?"

Marui looked around curiously. It was obviously off-duty time, so there should be a lot of people, but the compartment was empty, with only a few people sitting or lying down.The atmosphere is the same as backwater.

After all, he was still a young boy, so he couldn't think of anything inhuman.The last time Yagyu and Nioh met a ghost, Kurama took action to erase the memory. Nioh sighed for luck, and took his good friend Yagyu to sit next to an old lady.

"Everyone, come here. Let's discuss the game just now." Yukimura made up an excuse at random to gather everyone who had dispersed to his side.And Kurama was observing the expressions and actions of those seemingly normal people.

"Seiichi? What's wrong?" Sanada rarely saw Yukimura look like this.Yukimura obviously had a calm expression, but there were thin beads of sweat on the bridge of his high nose, and the curve of his tightly pursed lips was so resolute and cold.

"Xianichiro, and everyone." Yukimura looked around at the team members who surrounded him, his throat was a little dry, and he said in a hoarse voice: "After a while, don't be too afraid of what happens, keep calm, and don't leave me and By Xiuyi's side. I believe you are people with a firm will..."

"Jingshi? You mean..." Before Liu finished asking, he opened his eyes extremely rarely.The tea-brown pupils shrank suddenly, and the surprise on Liu's face that had not subsided immediately turned into trembling—it wasn't that he was too restless, but that the reality was that people couldn't help but be afraid.

The middle-aged man who just closed his eyes and rested his mind did not know when he woke up from a sweet sleep, and opened the third eye on his forehead, and the hair of the woman holding the baby suddenly soared, winding like twisted seaweed in the carriage , and the baby in her arms turned into a rag doll without pupils, showing a sinister grin at them.The laugh was hollow and eerie, chilling.

"Ghost... ghost! Why is there such a thing!" Marui took two steps back, his back hit the side wall, and his mind went blank.

"Kuwahara, keep an eye on your partner and make sure he doesn't run behind my back." Yukimura brushed his hair behind his ears, and drew an arc with his right leg as the axis and toes.Then he said something that was almost an order: "Sanada, take care of them all."

"Yukimura! You are..." Shocked, Sanada opened the tennis bag without thinking and took out his racket.He heard his grandfather talk about monsters, but he never believed that monsters really existed, but when the reality was in front of him, he had to believe it.

"You want to resist these things alone? I am also together!"

"Xianichiro, don't interfere." A string of Buddhist beads appeared on Yukimura's wrist at some point, each of which was emitting a faint breath.This is a holy relic from the Holy Grail War, and it was also a token handed to him by King Ma Cangye at the night banquet on the ship.

Ordinary little demons can't get close to the things refined by the amazing and beautiful millennium onmyoji.

However, after stepping on this car, he felt a strong and almost materialized demonic aura.From the outside of the carriage, it is impossible to see that there is a car full of monsters inside.

"Listen to him and stay well." Hearing the words, Cangma added a little. "Innocent to stupid, human beings are always like this, flaunting their strength to the point of not knowing the heights of heaven and earth. But..." He appreciates this kind of stupidity, but if this kind of stupidity leads to worse results, then he will personally kill the threat in the cradle middle.

Sanada didn't listen to him, and made a kendo gesture, trying to hit the hair that spread to them.

But someone is faster than him.

The gentle and elegant boy in the past now has condensed ice in his eyes, and it seems that he can be killed if he is stared at by those terrifyingly wise eyes.He flicked his hair slightly, and took out a small rose flower from his rose-colored hair, which was delicate and fresh, with a kind of fragile beauty.And with his gentle steps, the air flow gradually rose from the soles of his feet.Zangma lightly threw the rose into the air, and the petals fell off automatically, but they did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air, beautiful, but hidden murderous intent.

"...To be able to hide my evil spirit, even I did it, what a clever way. But since I made a provocation, please allow me to fight back." Kurama sneered.

"Let's take a look at the most beautiful murderous intent - Fenghua round dance array!"

The strong fragrance of flowers covered the evil spirit in the air, but the beautiful and fragile petals turned into cold and shining blades.The hair of the long-haired banshee squirmed in front of them like tentacles, but was easily strangled by these petals in the air. The petals followed the trajectory of the hair and twisted one by one, mercilessly, almost cruel.

Yukimura held one thousand and eighty in his hand, and a faint white light enveloped him and his teammates, but his brows were tightly furrowed at the moment.Yes, on this tram, it is absolutely impossible that only this car has monsters.If the carriage was full of monsters, then he would probably be forced to draw his sword.

Wherever the Fenghua round dance formation passed, almost all of them were powdered.

The pack of dogs mutated like wolves rushed forward, and Zangma calmly shook the whip in his hand, and he had the ability to whip and kill just by moving his right hand.He didn't leave Yukimura's front, but in a protector's way, he blocked all damage cleanly.

— Crackling.

This time, the door of the carriage was directly smashed, and a group of menacing monsters suddenly appeared inside.

The author has something to say: I'm back!The college entrance examination is finally over, how are you guys doing?

This chapter has been stuck for a while, and it took me a long time to write it like this. I feel that I have forgotten the main line... and I always feel like I can't find the code words, which is weird...

But Zangma is really a black-bellied fox, it's purely narrow-minded and wants to punish Xiao Chi...

I will rewrite "Notes on Cultivating a Hero" in the near future, but it depends on when I finish the outline.

In addition, recently I was playing sword three with my friends... I think I am really handicapped... I have been dancing for a long time, but I still can't jump on the pavilion.I hate Fuyao and Xiaoyun!

Hurry up and urge me to update the day!I must update every day!