please don't die

Jiang stood in the blood array, of course she felt pain, it was her own blood, how could it not hurt.

But she didn't move, but let her body gradually lose blood, and the red maple was stained with blood, the color was like hell fire.

No matter which Imaiken doesn't like this color.One thinks of the master's death, the other also of the master's death.They all spent the last days of their lives with their masters.

Then watch the master die.

No, it can't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, it's not right...

I have come to the time that should come, I exist, I can change everything about her...

When the nameless despair is deliberately manipulated to grow to a certain extent, it has undergone a metamorphosis.

Wrapping up, what binds Jinjian is a black mist, that ominous aura makes Yuan Guang miss it very much.

As for Jiang, she remained silent, but her eyes met King Ma Cang Ye.

[Ma Ye, what are you thinking? 】

She asked Ma Cang Ye Wang again.This time she didn't have time to wait for Ma Cang Ye Wang's answer, because he came.

"It's so sad that nothing can be done."

Saying this, Imaiken did not put down the Odachi in his hand.

No, that is no longer the present sword.

The white hair was dyed the color of the dark night, and the red eyes remained the same, but the nostalgia was no longer there.All that's left is outright malice.

Jiang is very familiar with this malice, because it is something that grew up with her.

"Bo Xun, to be honest, it's really ugly when you smile like that."

Yuan Guang didn't mean to stop Bo Xun, she knew very well that she couldn't stop this guy.

This is really troublesome.

"Don't talk too much about the dead, hurry up and go back to where you should go."

He retracted the big sword into its scabbard, and stepped into the range of the blood formation.

"Is there anyone who understands this kind of thing now? It's really rare. That man named Ma Cang Yewang was made by you, right?"

Of course he could see what it was.

As a psychic, Bo Xun is very clear about this kind of thing. No matter what happens here, the large illusion will not be noticed by the outside world.It's not difficult, but for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old person, it's already very impressive.

Truly a horribly talented guy.

Bo Xun thought.

He didn't intend to move, but no one present would ignore his existence.Minamoto Raimitsu was the first to bear the brunt, because he was more familiar with what kind of person this was.In the past, he confronted Bo Xun, and it was much worse then than now.

Now he looks much weaker.

Bo Xun clenched his fist, but still could not feel any spiritual power.In other words, he has spiritual power, but cannot use it.The emotional fluctuations of Imai just now gave him the opportunity to show up temporarily, but there is still something lacking in order for him to be able to use his abilities freely.He didn't like the excitement without him, so he didn't wait any longer.

"Okay, let me do something."

Bo Xun stood in front of Yuan Jiang and looked straight into those eyes.

"Hey, that kid over there, you know why you can't hear, right?"

King Ma Cang Ye did not answer.

"It should also be clear that women are not allowed to bleed casually, especially dangerous women."

it has started.

Jiang didn't speak, didn't think, and didn't move.King Ma Cang Ye knew that the change had already begun.

The fragrance of flowers, the vitality of new grass, the rainbow light after the rain, the beauty of things, new life, promises, growth, and communication between people.

Farewell, wither, die, miss...

Sorrow and joy, the basis of everything.All this flooded Yuan Jiang's mind at that moment.Jiang has a deep understanding of what it feels like to be forcibly filled with emotions that do not belong to him.It's like there are thousands of fathers saying in their ears that you want to become a knife, which can become a nightmare for a lifetime.

Then the next second, the scene in front of Jiang began to change.

Yuan Guang wanted to hit someone very much now, but she couldn't.To be reasonable, she really hates Onmyoji.They can make everything complicated and unreasonable, such as Yu Mao Zhonggu, such as King Ma Cang Ye, if Bo Xun is alive, he is similar, and she hates it.

The situation is terrible now, if Yuan Jiang has any desire, here, no, the whole history will be destroyed.

Because of Guang's lesson, his father chose to deprive Jiang of all his emotions, because Bo Xun is an evil ghost who eats people, and if he has enough desires, he has the ability to do everything.

Even if it is the desire to protect others.

Of course, he couldn't make Jiang have any strong desires, but it was still possible to make her mood swings, if there was blood.

Now that she has everything, it depends on how far she can do it.

As for those knives in her house?

Those time-retrograde troops who follow up are not very good guys, are they?

That was the first illusion. Bo Xun had been observing Yuanjiang, and then he decided to give her such a dream first.

They have no way to intervene. As for Jin Jian, the moment he agrees to give his desire is tantamount to death.

Bo Xun began to construct the scene. He recalled all the people he saw through Yuanjiang in his mind, and gradually created false flames, false cities, and false corpses.

The scenery Yuan Jiang saw also began to change.

The fire in Kyoto, the imperial city was burned, and the trees had no chance to wither and flourish. The flames seemed to be infused with life, looking for every foothold that could accommodate themselves, and then continued to burn.Jiang's red pupils reflected swaying flames, but his heart remained unshakable.

Everything was burned in the flames, howling and crying, and the scene in front of them was more like hell.The young man stood in the middle of the flames, and his smile was full of arrogance.He is the culprit of all this.

"Why don't you save us!"

The dead were entwined around her, grabbing her cuffs and clothes corners, and the number was increasing.Jiang looked at them, their bodies burned by the flames, their tattered clothes, and their empty eyes.

After a moment, she spoke.

"What does this have to do with me?"

After she finished speaking, the flames died with the undead.Yuan Jiang turned around, his eyes met Bo Xun's.

It is obviously the same red as his own, but Bo Xun can only think of the man he hates the most through those eyes, those are empty eyes.

"If he has decided on such a path, I don't have to stop him."

She gave such an answer, just like the man who used to be.

Bo Xun didn't want to recall, as long as he touched the fragments of memories, nameless anger would burst out of his heart, burning his reason.

That person becomes Shaman, and he becomes a spirit driven by someone else.

"That's why I don't like you."

Because you are so similar to your old friend.

Following the end of Bo Xun's words, another change in the scene in front of Jiang.

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