[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

"Is that the person?"

In the messy kitchen, Mustache said lightly, pointing the tip of the knife at the young man opposite: "It was he... who hurt the judge?"

"It seems so," Akashi Kokugo said without any fluctuations in his tone, "tsk, what an unpleasant smell."

The morning light poured down from the broken roof, standing at the wrong point where the light and shadow meet, the young man in the cloak was smiling, as if he was watching some interesting play, looking at Fu Sangshen who raised the blade at him.

In short, there was no response to the hostility emanating from the mourning gods.

As if that was something not worth mentioning.

"...Mr. Mingshi," Lu Qiaoqiao's slightly weak voice came from behind, "Please let me go."

Akashi Guoxing was startled, and felt his arm being pulled. The girl who was originally standing behind took a step forward, and walked out from the surrounding of the swords.

Although she didn't come forward, it was enough to startle Fu Sangshen.

"Master?" California Qingguang looked back slightly, lowered his voice, "It's dangerous, please stand behind me."

Lu Qiaoqiao didn't say anything, she just stuffed her hand into Fu Sangshen's palm and shook it quietly.

Her fingers were cold, and her palms were wet with sweat, Jia Qingguang couldn't help being taken aback.Taking advantage of this moment, the girl withdrew her hand and stood in front of Fu Sangshen.

——Standing opposite the boy.

"Hey--"

Xiwan was a little panicked, before he could say anything, he heard Lu Qiaoqiao say in a weak voice: "I... have something to say."

"It's okay," the girl took a light breath, "Besides, if you really can't avoid fighting..."

——She didn't want to just hide behind the swords.

She raised her eyes, and looked straight into the boy's eyes for the first time since the reunion in this world: "Cough...We meet again, Ma Cang...King Ye."

It's just that, after all, I'm still a little weak.

And the young man who has been smiling and watching, almost never responding to the sword Fusangshen, said softly: "Now I am called Ma Cang. Didn't I tell you last time. This is my name in this life."

"After all," he said with a smile, his beautiful eyes are like glass beads covered in mist, and he can't see any emotion at all, "'Ma Cang Ye Wang' once promised that he would not take the initiative to hurt you, but Ma Cang is good. There is no need to keep promises."

Lu Qiaoqiao replied vaguely: "Well... that's right."

——But in my heart, there was a faint doubt.

This is the second time, in front of her, the young man emphasized the difference between 'Ma Cang Ye Wang' and 'Ma Cang Hao'.It seems like he cares a lot about the difference.

But Lu Qiaoqiao vaguely felt that these two identities probably didn't matter to him.

Thousands of years ago, this "Ma Cang Ye Wang" was also familiar with Mr. Sanriyue, at least he knew him, but now, he didn't even give Fu Sangshen a look.That being the case, would he really care about the so-called agreement?

If the name represents recognition, I always feel——

The girl blinked her eyes, her heart was clear.

——The real "name" recognized by King Ma Cang Ye is still hidden by him.

Will this be a key message?

"Are you distracted?"

Lu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses. She suppressed the complicated thoughts in her heart for a while, regained her energy, and watched the young man cautiously: "Cough... If possible, I hope to talk to you."

"Oh?"

The boy smiled and said softly, "Negotiating with someone who almost killed you. How humble."

"You guy-"

His unabashed bluntness immediately made California Qingguang's blood surge, Fu Sangshen's eyes were filled with blackness, and his whole body was like a bow stretched to the limit.

Fu Sangshen's murderous intent made the young man cast a slight glance.

"It's such a powerful aura," he smiled, almost praising, "I was thinking decisively in my heart, even if I put my life on the line and bet on the life of 'California Qingguang', I would kill me."

"Well," he raised his chin, looking like he was thinking, "California Qingguang...it's a name I've never heard of, but it must be a good knife."

"you……"

Fu Sangshen's voice choked, and he frowned: "You villain, what are you talking about?"

"It's what you think."

The young man lowered his hands and said calmly: "Although I have seen Fu Sangshen who can completely transform into a human body thousands of years ago, I am still surprised."

His eyes, one by one, passed over the sword Fusangshen in the room, like the winter sun, illusory and weightless: "This - complicated and superfluous thoughts are as different from real human beings. "

Vision!

Lu Qiaoqiao didn't say a word, she already understood the unfinished meaning of the young man's words.

——How can you forget, this person can hear the voices of others.It's just that the one who is confronting them now is obviously the reincarnated 'Ma Canghao'?

Did he retain this power?

"Anxiety, hatred, killing intent..."

The young man said slowly: "Ah...and also, the desire to protect the master and—"

He tilted his head slightly, stared at California Qingguang, and said with a smile: "Overwhelmed... Is it lust?"

"Asshole, you!"

Two emotions of anger and embarrassment appeared on the face of the knife-wielding young man, and he turned the blade in his hand——

"Clear light."

A call made his movements abruptly stop again.

Fu Sangshen's eyes turned red, but in the end, he glanced at the worried girl, and called out in a low voice, "Master..."

Unexpectedly, he forcibly endured it again.

Lu Qiaoqiao felt a pain in her heart.

She looked at the boy again, her expression was not as humble as before, and her tone was a little colder: "Even after 1000 years, do you still like to spy on other people's hearts?"

"Do you care?"

The boy's expression didn't change at all, but his gaze became darker: "Don't worry, you bounced my spell a thousand years ago, and now I still can't hear your heartbeat."

"It's really kept..."

Lu Qiaoqiao was slightly surprised.

According to the Ma Cang family, the person in front of him—King Ma Cang Ye has been reincarnated for the second time, but he can still retain the special ability of thousands of years ago, which is really strange.

For some reason, Lu Qiaoqiao inexplicably felt that the power of the 'spiritual vision' that followed her everywhere was a bit... like a curse.

"Your expression is really complicated now."

Perhaps it was because the girl was silent for too long, Ma Cang Ye Wang's smile faded a little, and after a pause, his tone was a little low: "... What are you thinking?"

Of course, it was impossible for Lu Qiaoqiao to say that she felt that the ability of 'spiritual vision' was like a curse entwined with King Ma Cang Ye, so she grabbed her cheek: "Cough... You didn't see through my heart from my expression this time ?"

Then she saw that Ma Cang Ye Wang's smile, which was always easy to handle, faded.

Lu Qiaoqiao was stunned, she let go of her hand, and came to a conclusion that surprised her, the girl said stupidly: "You, you... Could it be that until now... you still don't mind not hearing my heartbeat? Could it be that it is because of this that you..."

"Owner!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice suddenly sounded.Then Lu Qiaoqiao felt her arms tighten, and her eyes dimmed, and she saw Sanri Yuezong, who was standing on her right, suddenly blocked in front of her.

Fu Sangshen's sword was in front of him, making a defensive posture, while on the other side, Tsurumaru Kuninaga moved his blade forward, looking like he was about to attack.

"Mr. Mikazuki... Tsurumaru-kun?"

"Huh..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga let out a breath slowly, and Fu Sangshen's Adam's apple slid up and down, "It was very dangerous just now, master. This guy——exudes a terrific killing intent towards you."

"Haha," Sanri Yue Zongjin chuckled, "It seems that the master accidentally saw through him, which made him angry."

"see through……"

Lu Qiaoqiao opened her eyes wide and muttered to herself in surprise: "No way...Could it be that I guessed it right?"

"It's inevitable, too."

Hidekiri interjected with a smile: "I didn't expect to see the legendary 'spiritual vision'. This kind of power is very rare."

Fu Sangshen opened his eyes, and there was a dark light in his eyes: "A rare...disgusting ability."

"Do you still remember, Lulu Wan?" Fu Sangshen said with great interest, "We have seen this kind of people before."

"Brother?"

"Hmm..." Hidekiri showed a thoughtful expression, "I remember, it was a child of a low-level noble family who came to join Genji, and it seemed to be some onmyoji who served Genji, eh, I don't remember much."

"In short," Fu Sangshen's voice was soft, but like a knife, "After habitually spying on people's hearts, he will gradually rely on that ability. When he finds that this convenient ability fails, it is like being stripped of his clothes. The advantages are gone, so I started to become angry...It's really sad, even the characteristics that people should have have been forgotten."

"So, this guy has been eavesdropping on our hearts?" California Qingguang showed an extremely disgusted expression, "No wonder he said that suddenly just now...it's really disgusting."

The Fu Sangshen's merciless words were like sharp knives, and even Lu Qiaoqiao sounded harsh. However, the target stabbed by the knives of words—King Ma Cang Ye was very calm.

There was no anger like Lu Qiaoqiao expected.

It was as if he had long been used to being surrounded by bad words.

How weird...?

Obviously just now, King Ma Cang Ye seemed to have murderous intent towards her.Now he doesn't care about the ridicule of the mourning gods.

In this person's heart... what does he really care about?

Lu Qiaoqiao gently grabbed Sanri Yuezong's sleeve.go forward

"Hey," Tsurumaru Kuniichi grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, "It's very dangerous. Don't pass by."

"But, it's not over yet."

Lu Qiaoqiao also whispered: "And."

She raised the sleeves in her hands: "Mr. Mikazuki, Tsurumaru-kun, and everyone, are all by my side. I must be very safe."

With light force, she broke free from Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand, and once again, she squeezed from behind Fu Sangshen to the front.

"Hello, Ma Cang," she called the young man's name in a deliberative tone, "Actually... I don't want to be your enemy."

"Owner?"

Lu Qiaoqiao turned her hands away, and lightly hooked the gold chain on Tsurumaru Nagahaori.

"Oh," the boy showed an interested expression, "Have you changed your mind and decided to be my companion?"

Lu Qiaoqiao blinked: "That's not true."

She said honestly: "I will probably never agree with your ideals, and become your companion."

"I just..." the girl said with some difficulty, "I don't want to fight with you."

"..."

Ma Cangye Wang watched her quietly.After a while, he smiled lightly and said, "So that's the case."

"There shouldn't be any deep hatred between us." Lu Qiaoqiao thought about it, "Is there no reason to fight?"

After the girl finished speaking anxiously, she raised her eyes to see King Ma Cang Ye's reaction, and saw that he didn't show any displeasure, and even turned his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling in a good mood.

She calmed down a little and summoned up her courage: "So—"

"Lord."

Sanri Yue Zongjin suddenly said: "Someone is coming."

Lu Qiaoqiao was startled, and then a voice suddenly interjected: "My lord!"

Immediately afterwards, the remaining half of the wall burst suddenly, smoke and dust filled the air, and Vashuo flew across.

On the third day, Yue Zongjin immediately raised his sleeves and turned to block Lu Qiaoqiao from the flying stones. The girl squinted her eyes and coughed from the dust.

"Mr. Sanriyue," the girl's eyes were filled with tears, her vision blurred, she grabbed Fu Sangshen's belt, "What happened?"

"Don't worry, master," Tsurumaru Kuninaga seemed to be comforting, "Although the kitchen has collapsed, Senior Kun will definitely not blame you."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong's voice was a little cold and serious: "There is still backup."

Backup?

The smoke gradually dissipated, Lu Qiaoqiao wiped her eyes, and quickly looked at King Ma Cang Ye, and then she understood what the so-called 'backup' was all about.

A huge arm hangs down from above the broken wall—similar to the huge spirit body that Lu Qiaoqiao has seen before, but it is not the one driven by King Ma Cang Ye.

On the palm of this huge spirit body stood a young man with a white face.

"My lord!"

He looked very happy, and called Ma Canghao by name: "Finally found you."

He jumped off the spirit body, only then did Lu Qiaoqiao realize that the boy was not the only one standing on that giant palm.

Behind him, there are three girls in gothic dresses, and a black child who looks unusually young.

"Really, flying too slowly."

The girl with the doll in her arms condescendingly accused: "Almost let you delay the big event, Ai Rui."

"My hair is all messed up."

"That... we are the ones who are more miserable. We were hanged here all the way, and we managed to survive."

A weak voice remembered that there was actually someone on the shoulder of this huge spirit body.

They were two young men dressed as monks, but they were wearing sunglasses, and they were carrying bass on their backs.

Unknowingly, Sword Fusangshen slowly gathered together, surrounding Lu Qiaoqiao in the center.

"It's really scary..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said softly: "Unexpectedly...they are all human beings with spiritual power."

That's right, these people who appeared suddenly and dressed in strange clothes...all of them are psychics.

The black child standing on the palm of the spirit body jumped down, the fluffy hair almost blended with the dark face.But on his face, there was a pair of extremely pure eyes.

Wearing a cloak similar to that of King Ma Cang Ye, he bouncingly walked towards the young man, calling softly, "My lord."

"Oh, it's Xiao Heitan."

And Ma Cang Ye Wang actually lowered his head and responded to him with a smile.

"What's wrong?"

"Everyone is very worried about your sudden departure." The little boy said honestly, "What are you doing here?"

"Sorry." Ma Cang Ye Wang smiled, raised his head again, and said to the white boy who was walking towards him, "But I should have said, don't come here, Ai Rui."

The Caucasian boy paused in his footsteps.

"Because, because...you said you'd be back soon, but you didn't come back after a long time. I'm a little concerned, so..."

After he faltered, he quickly cheered up and turned to stare at Lu Qiaoqiao: "Are these people the obstacles you want to solve, my lord."

"What," he smiled disdainfully, "it looks weak. Just let me—"

"Back off, Eric."

Ai Rui's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he was especially unwilling: "But, my lord..."

"Are you disobeying my orders?" Ma Cang Ye Wang asked with a chuckle, "I'm really disappointed, Ai Rui."

The young man's face immediately turned pale, and he stammered: "No, no, no, I... this subordinate will step back now, don't be disappointed in me, Master Ye Wang!"

Then, he almost staggered and stepped aside.The arrogance just now was not left at all.

King Ma Cang Ye took a step forward and said to Lu Qiaoqiao, "As you can see. These are my retainers."

He smiled and said: "They felt my call, and after being baptized and inspired, they decided to complete the great cause with me."

"correct,"

Before Lu Qiaoqiao could answer, he continued, "You just proposed... to reconcile with me, didn't you?"

"reconciliation?"

"Are you following my lord?"

The 'retainers' in Ma Cang Yewang's mouth whispered in surprise.

Lu Qiaoqiao cheered up, and quickly said: "Yes! As you said... I don't want to fight with you anymore, and that won't do you any good, right?"

however--

"Ha ha?"

The white boy, Ai Rui, let out a mocking laugh.

"What is this woman talking about?"

And those girls in gothic skirts stared at her displeasedly.

"It's—arrogant."

She raised her hair, as if looking at a funny clown: "This woman, does she have any self-knowledge?"

"It's obviously very weak."

The black child raised his head, and Lu Qiaoqiao's pale face was reflected in his pure eyes.

"Those... seem to be shikigami." The young man in monk's uniform looked at the sword Fusangshin, "It's not very strong, at this level, you don't need a good adult to do it, just leave it to us. "

"So," the man spread his hands, "Where do you have the confidence, little girl, do you have the qualifications to 'reconcile' with a good lord?"

What a merciless mockery.

It was like a slap in the face.

Lu Qiaoqiao slipped her tongue for a moment, and then felt a gentle hand gently wrapping around her body.

Sanri Yue Zongjin stretched out his arms and took the girl into his arms, as if to comfort her, he gently stroked her hair.

"Haha, don't worry, my lord."

He chuckled lightly, and didn't even look at the subordinates of King Ma Cang Ye, but said calmly: "Those enemies are not justified."

"I'm really scared," Tsurumaru said nonchalantly, "I'm very confident."

"Excessive self-confidence," Hakiri took the words lightly, "it becomes stupid."

California Qingguang firmly clenched the handle of the knife: "I've been underestimated, you rude guy...how dare you insult the master so contemptuously..."

"what."

Ai Rui suddenly showed an angry expression: "It's just a few shikigami..."

"He's right, Eric."

King Ma Cang Ye smiled and said, "You are not qualified to fight her."

The room was silent for a while.

"My lord," Ai Rui was so surprised that his voice became unsteady, "You, what are you talking about..."

King Ma Cang Ye didn't pay any attention to him.

The boy in the cloak sighed, "Reconciliation..."

The ending sound fell slowly.

Then, he raised his hand and pressed it to his face.start laughing.

"Hehe...ha, hahaha...hahahahaha!"

From a chuckle at the beginning, it turned into a wanton laugh at the end.

It was like witnessing the funniest show in the world.

Lu Qiaoqiao was flustered by the laughter, not only her, but even the subordinates of King Ma Cang Ye seemed to have never seen him so out of control. Ai Rui panicked: "My lord?"

"Ah...don't worry about it."

Ma Cang Yewang slowly stopped laughing and stared at Lu Qiaoqiao.

After a long time, he said softly in a calm and deep voice: "Do you still remember, thousands of years ago, you once punched me—"

He stroked his chest: "It's here."

"Even now, in retrospect, in memory, you are still shining brightly."

"At that time, your spiritual power was stronger than that of 'Ma Cang Ye Wang'. You even rebounded my spell with just your will, which made me realize for the first time that I was also so small. Not everything cannot."

"...what are you trying to say?"

The young man smiled slightly at Lu Qiaoqiao: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not blaming you for not moving forward, after all, for you, a thousand years is just a moment."

"so--"

He smiled and said: "In this era, I am very happy to meet you again."

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

Lu Qiaoqiao was still surprised by Ma Cang Yewang's words, and suddenly heard California Qingguang shout: "Master, it's dangerous!"

There was light flowing from the blade in the knife boy's hand, and Fu Sangshen seemed to be splashed with white. Under this change, his aura suddenly increased.

He slashed forward, and at the same time, a scorching air wave rushed towards him.

The temperature is so hot, as if facing the sun at a very close distance.Even the air you breathe into your mouth is like a soldering iron.

Lu Qiaoqiao had seen that huge flame spirit body before.

In this blazing heat.Finally showed up.

"Damn bastard!"

Qingguang's clothes turned white, and King Ma Cangye gave him an appreciative glance at his appearance: "Oh, this is the body of the descendant?"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp saber aura struck horizontally.

——Taking advantage of the moment when his attention was attracted by California Qingguang, Hidekiri swung the knife in his hand without hesitation.

Immediately after, the blade of the knee pill also followed, but in the blink of an eye, the Fu Sangshen moved one after another.

The light of the knife almost formed a net, the space was cut, the air flow was vibrating, and there was a sharp sound like the sound of metal.

At the same moment, Mikazuki Munekin and Tsurumaru Kuninaga moved almost simultaneously, one left and one right embraced Lu Qiaoqiao, and jumped back.She jumped out of the room suddenly, out of the high temperature that made Lu Qiaoqiao extremely uncomfortable.

"Owner."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked eagerly, "Are you okay?"

It was only at this moment that Lu Qiaoqiao took a deep breath and regained consciousness slightly.She didn't answer right away, but immediately wrapped herself with spiritual power, and then opened her mouth: "No, nothing."

boom -

The huge flaming spirit body stood up, and the only remaining zenith in the kitchen was torn apart.

Amidst the flames and smoke, King Ma Cang Ye stood on the palm of the spirit body, looking down at her condescendingly: "The so-called 'reconciliation' in your mouth is just because you can no longer defeat me."

"So I wanted to avoid fighting with me."

"Afraid of my power, but unwilling to be my companion."

Lu Qiaoqiao opened her mouth, and made a hoarse voice with difficulty: "...you want to destroy the current world and ordinary people. I really can't agree with this idea."

"Then you who escaped from fighting me, how can you oppose me?"

Ma Cang Yewang asked lightly.

"Let me guess," he said softly, "You probably think that I will not succeed. So, why confront me head-on? Just wait patiently for my failure."

"..."

"Heh...haha."

He let out that indescribable laugh again.Then, he spread out his palm, and something familiar to Lu Qiaoqiao fell into his hands.

- Oracle caller.

"Although you also have this thing, you probably don't know what it is."

Holding the oracle calling device, King Ma Cangye said calmly: "It is the pass for the Shaman King Competition."

Shaman King... Contest?

"It is held every 500 years. All psychics can participate, and the winner can get a chance."

The young man raised his hand and stroked the body of the huge spirit body: "This child, I call it 'Fire Spirit', its power can burn everything, you have already seen it. And it is actually split from a spirit body of."

"That spirit body, or in other words, the aggregation of many consciousnesses in this world, making a contract with it is the reward for the winner of the Shaman King Contest—and it is also my purpose."

"As a god judge, you should know better than me, right? You have awakened Heianjing. So you should know how powerful the natural spirits in the world are. Yes, I alone cannot To destroy all human beings, however, if I can make a contract with a powerful spirit—”

"You can get it, god-like power."

The resolute and resolute tone spoke of King Ma Cang Ye's long-awaited determination.

Lu Qiaoqiao was so surprised that she couldn't even make a sound when she suddenly accepted the news of the explosion.

"Your expression is finally more vivid now."

King Ma Cang Ye said softly: "Full of surprise, panic, doubt, and regret."

"After learning that the impossible 'fantasy' in your heart may actually become a reality, you see, you also showed fear."

"Because I don't have enough strength, I want to escape. I hate my ideal, but I am blindly optimistic with a fluke mentality. When I learned the truth, I immediately started to panic."

"Contradictory, weak, humble..."

"The you now are no different from those humans. It's really—"

Ma Cang Yewang's tone remained the same: "—too small."

"careful!"

Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly screamed, her spiritual power gathered like a barrier, standing in front of her and Daojian Fusangshen.

And the next moment, an extremely powerful force directly hit the barrier of spiritual power.

That is also spiritual power, pure spiritual power.Boundless, as if there is no upper limit, it wraps her up in an instant.

Under this huge force, the barrier Lu Qiaoqiao erected seemed to be a small solitary boat in the ocean.

That's exactly what Ma Cang Ye Wang released, the moment he finished speaking.He did not drive the fire spirit, but unscrupulously released the spiritual power.

It seemed that this was the only way to vent out the emotions in his heart.

"Master Ye, Lord Ye!"

"No... no, it's so painful. I can't breathe."

In this vast spiritual power, even Ma Cang Ye Wang's subordinates wailed one after another—or rather, because they were closer to Ma Cang Ye Wang, they looked more miserable than Lu Qiaoqiao and the others.

"What a strong spiritual force."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the sword in front of his body: "It's really frightening, it seems that he has lived enough for the past 1000 years."

"After all, I have mastered the Taishan Mansion Lord Sacrifice." Sanri Yuezong hugged Lu Qiaoqiao with both arms, and firmly protected the girl in his arms.

In this turbulent spiritual power, Lu Qiaoqiao's small voice was like a faint whisper, if you don't pay attention, you will miss it.

The girl pulled her hand out of Fu Sangshen's embrace, and lightly pressed the back of his hand.

"Mr. Sanriyue." Her throat was hurt by the scorching air, her voice was hoarse and stagnant, but she was extremely firm, "Cut it off."

— cut it open.

The so-called god judges can judge the true gods and false gods, and can use spiritual power to call the sword to pay the gods to come down in the body.

It can also inspire their strength with the strength of a determined heart.

"Cut it off," the girl said without any hesitation, "cut off the spiritual power of King Ma Cang Ye!"

Like a bright moon rising.

The most beautiful blade among the five swords in the world came out of its sheath in response to the sound. The light of the blade was like a crescent moon. Facing the torrent of spiritual power, it went upstream against the current. King Cangye roared away.