[Seshomaru Doujin] Shenyue

This was originally a town inhabited by spirits.

Before Xingyue entered the town, she took a look at the stone monument at the entrance of the town - "Jiu Farewell Town".

She carried a broken sword and walked on the bluestone path in the middle of the town.From time to time, small dark monsters wandered in front of her eyes, but when all the monsters saw her, they trembled all over and knelt down on the ground in fear.

These are spirits transformed from utensils, with a gentle temperament and aloofness from the world, so they live here to avoid the disaster of war.

Probably the flames of war were raging at that time, and many of them were spirits transformed from swords.

And this kind of spirit is best at casting weapons.

Thinking about it, Xingyue stopped at the largest knife casting workshop in the town, turned her head and said, "Come with me."

Following Xingyue three steps away is a woman in green clothes and blue hair.The woman is tall and slender, with a pair of red pupils that are calm and calm.

All the spirits in the town have been assimilated into mindless demons, wandering around the town.Therefore, the entire knife casting workshop was deserted, and there were half-beaten iron pieces beside the extinguished stove.

Without squinting, Xingyue walked straight into the warehouse of the knife casting workshop.

Although the knife casting workshop is called "knife casting", all kinds of weapons are made.Knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks... All kinds of weapons are stacked neatly in the warehouse.

Xingyue picked up a knife casually, stretched out her fingers to caress the edge, blood flowed out from her fingertips very quickly.She waited for a while, and found that this knife was not like ordinary iron, even after enduring the devilish energy in her blood, the blade was as sharp and clean as ever.

Xingyue nodded, turned around and said, "Choose a weapon that you are good at."

"Yes." Xin replied respectfully, bent down to pick for a moment, and chose a long sword.

At this time, Xingyue also untied Wangyu from her back and held it in her hand.Xin was five steps away from her, also holding a sword in her hand, but like a puppet, she had no expression or movement without her instructions.

But Xingyue knew in her heart that when Hei Qi died, the puppet threads buried in her body would naturally be released.Now, she is just assimilated, but she is not without sanity.

She is not so arrogant that she thinks that her coercion alone can make people submit willingly.

She looked at Xin for a moment, then suddenly said, "Do you really love him?"

Xin still had no expression on her face, she just paused and asked, "I don't know who my lord is referring to?"

Xingyue heard this, and sneered: "You are more tolerant than me."

After finishing speaking, Xingyue took out a piece of wood-carved peach pit from the cuff of hunting clothes, and slowly crushed it into powder.Then, a cloud of blue light and shadow quickly flew out of Xingyue's palm and penetrated into Xin's eyebrows.

The calm appearance was broken, and Xin's expression gradually became painful, with cold sweat dripping down her face.

Xingyue sneered and said: "You were probably the first to guess that I was in Shenyue's body. But you were buried in the puppet thread at that time, and you could neither tell the truth nor do anything. So——you Keep a hand."

"You stripped half of the soul, sealed it in a wood carving made of psychic wood, and gave it to Shenyue. Or, you want to put it by my side."

"If Heiqi is not dead at this moment, the spirit inside the wooden carving will wait for the opportunity to return to your body and compete with Puppet Silk for control. Do you still think that if you are lucky, you can still cut a knife in my heart? And you At this moment, following by my side, it must be the same idea."

"It's a pity." Xingyue turned cold, "I think I'm smart."

Xin staggered a few times, but stopped.Then, she laughed, with sobs in her laughter: "This time I kept all my emotions in my body... I really think I'm smart."

She didn't mention being seen through by the demon god.This matter itself is an adventure, and it is a bet she made.Success or failure depends only on God's will.

What really made her miserable was——

"Half of your soul watched you kill him yourself."

Xingyue looked at Xin coldly, and repeated again: "Because it wasn't the best time, so that half of your soul just watched your own body being controlled by Puppet Silk—and then killed him."

"Do you really love him?"

Seeing Xin's crying and smiling expression, Xingyue took three steps back, and put the broken sword in front of her: "You and I both have weapons in our hands, and I will not overwhelm others with force—now, I will give you a chance to take revenge." .”

Xin looked at the long sword in her hand, and suddenly thought that in the first half of her life, she used all means to fight for power and power, and the people close to her were by her side but she didn't cherish them.The day she ascended the throne, she had everything, but she was also alone.

She closed her eyes gently.Her mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to their siblings. She never knew what she looked like, only heard that she was a beauty.She didn't think it was a big deal before, and she rarely asked what kind of person her mother was.But today she was likely to die at the hands of the Demon God, and thinking about it again, she felt very regretful.

She can only keep thinking about her father who died young, and her elder brother who depended on her for life.

What was finally fixed in her heart was that sunny afternoon when the concubine he played was singing and dancing on the stage, as beautiful as a dream.

She opened her eyes again, and the long sword in her hand cut out a bright white light!

Hua Shang, I am here to accompany you.

Sesshomaru hadn't come back yet, and Shenyue didn't think about what to do next, so she stayed at Yansheng's place for the past few days.

She was simply left alone, seeing that Yansheng lost his eyes and was inconvenient, so she helped Yansheng read the documents sent by his subordinates every day.Yan Sheng was a little awkward at first, and then called Shenyue unceremoniously.

That day, Shenyue finished reading all the paperwork, followed Yansheng's instructions and replied one by one, and was about to go down to rest, but seeing Yansheng smiled slightly, Shenyue couldn't help but "thump" in her heart.

Yan Sheng really said: "Pour me a cup of tea."

Shenyue gritted her teeth and endured it.

When the tea was handed to Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng put it down before taking a sip: "It's too hot."

Shenyue raised her eyebrows and endured it.

After she changed into a cup of herbal tea, Yan Sheng took a sip and said, "It's too cold."

Shenyue took a deep breath and endured again.

She poured another cup of warm water and handed it over, and tested the temperature herself, thinking that Yan Sheng couldn't find any excuses this time.As a result, Yan Sheng didn't take the cup of tea at all, and said with a smile: "I suddenly don't want to drink tea. Thank you for your hard work."

Shenyue drank the cup of tea in one gulp, lest she couldn't help splashing it on Yansheng's face.

Yansheng could guess Shenyue's expression when he heard Shenyue's sudden heavy breathing, and almost laughed out loud.Although I can't do anything to the two of them, but tossing and tossing them unexpectedly makes people feel happy.

Just as Yan Sheng was thinking about whether to stop today or continue to make himself happy, his ears suddenly caught the sound of hurried footsteps.

Sure enough, not long after, his captain of the guard rushed into the house and saluted him: "My lord, it's not good. A large number of refugees suddenly flooded in today. Now the refugees have surrounded Linsha, and the subordinates have no choice but to close the city gate. Now What should be done, please adults decide!"

Shenyue suddenly looked solemn when she saw the wild goose sound just now.After asking the captain of the guard about the number of refugees, what race they were, and where they came from, Yan Sheng fell silent, and tapped the table unconsciously with his slender knuckles.

The room fell into silence for a while, and the rhythmic "da da" sound echoed all the time.

After a while, Yan Sheng stood up as if he had made up his mind, and "looked" at Shenyue: "You should follow me to have a look."