[Comprehensive] Strategy game of self-delusion

After meeting Yato inadvertently, Rika felt as if she had inexplicably activated some kind of wonderful attribute.

A male young man who did not look like a human being stood by the roadside. The feathers on his body that should have been pure white were dyed red. The red liquid condensed and changed color on the clothes. It was definitely blood.

Just because he was still holding a sword in his hand, the blood flowed down the blade, and then dropped to the ground drop by drop.

He just stood there blankly, and the pedestrians around him turned a blind eye to him.

Obviously the young man has an outstanding appearance, with pure white hair, pure white eyelashes, and golden pupils.

Apart from the black horns on its head, it is no different from humans.

Lihua looked down at the steaming octopus balls in her hand, she wanted to go home and cook for Yuzao to eat, her family's big eater Fox didn't know if he had eaten well at noon, he must be hungry now Alright.

When she comes home, she will definitely use the same gentle tone as last night, even her usual cold expression softened, and say welcome back to her.

Lihua's hand holding the octopus balls tightened, and she raised her head.

The young man was still standing there, and if you looked carefully, the sword in his hand was no longer dripping blood, revealing a sharp blade.

She knew it was dangerous stuff.

There were also bloodstains on the young man's face, and marks left by the sharp knife on his body. He looked around like that, blinked his eyes slowly, and a teardrop rolled down from his eye socket, and slid down the line of his cheek.

But his expression was still so dazed, which made people feel that his heart tightened all of a sudden.

Lihua walked at her usual pace, getting faster and faster, and then ran.

The wind blows her eyes, so that she can no longer clearly see the expression on the young man's face, but she clearly sees: she is getting closer and closer to him.

Close enough to reach with one hand.

And as long as she ran for another second, she would pass him and leave him behind her. As long as she didn't look back, she would avoid this trouble forever.

As long as she doesn't make any moves... as long as...

Lihua bit her lower lip.

Just as she was about to run past him, she held out her hand.

She took the young man's hand accurately and said in a low voice, "Come with me."

Taking the young man to a secluded place, Lihua let go of his hand, bent her waist and supported her thighs to breathe, she is not a good sports girl, her biggest hobby is to stay at home and try recipes or play games.

Gently put one hand on her back, and patted slowly, once and again, helping her to adjust her shortness of breath slowly with an appropriate rhythm.

"Ji Jun." The young man's voice was clear and soothing, "Take your time."

Lihua breathed according to his rhythm, and after a while she finally didn't have to pant with her mouth slightly open, and the young man also retracted her hand in time.

He lowered his brows slightly, his long and dense pure white eyelashes cast a shadow on his fair skin, and his golden eyes had a faint gleam, "You don't need to pay attention to me."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga has felt her spiritual power for a long time, and has also seen a series of her performances, so even if he really needs the help of someone with strong spiritual power, he does not intend to ask her to keep her.

Human beings are not like monsters or fusangshen who can maintain the same appearance for hundreds of years. Their appearance changes with age, and the girl who held his hand looks no more than a teenager.

She is still too young, she is just an ordinary child, there is no need to drag her into another world.

Lihua finally stabilized her breath, she opened her tightly closed lips, her voice was very low, "I don't want to stop either, I know it will be very troublesome, but there is no way."

She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and crystal tears overflowed from her fingers, "Don't cry, if this is the case, I can't help it after all, and I can't help it anymore."

Tsurumaru put the sword back into the sheath, and made a soft sound. He approached this too young Ji Jun, who had sunk into a dark state for too long, and he was no longer able to casually say any comforting words like before. up.

He could only be more careful to find where the corner of his clothes was not stained with blood, and gently wipe away her tears.

He said awkwardly, "Please don't cry."

Lihua put down her hands and hugged the young man's slender body, because the crying sound was intermittent, "You... too, don't... don't... cry in your heart."

The pure white young man, the corners of his lips are always slightly hooked, but once he gets close to him, it seems that he can hear the rain that can't stop.

He laughed softly, feeling a little helpless, "Well..., it would be too embarrassing for me to say this, but I am very grateful that you found me and talked to me, but I am also very sad because I And made you cry too."

"Please don't cry, eh?"

The two of them clearly showed the girl in his arms, but the young man felt as if she was crying out all the unspeakable sorrow on his behalf.

The young man looked up at the sky. The evening is very beautiful when he meets the devil. Layers upon layers of smudged orange red, the original light blue sky is gradually swallowed up by black, "I don't have a lot of time, but it should be enough to send you home gone."

"There should be important people in your family, and so do I. Important family members sent me to the present world. I want to find people with strong spiritual power to go back and save them." He also saved himself.

He put his chin on the girl's head, and ran his fingers along her messy hair, with a gentle yet cruel tone, "Ji Jun, you're not the one I'm looking for."

lie.

She appeared in front of him with powerful spiritual power, and the timing was so coincidental, it seemed like a destined encounter.

But no, he can't take her to the time gap, and he can't make her a god judge.

So, now, he withdrew his hand, put her down with her arm still wrapped around him, took a step back, and smiled gently, "Ji Jun, I'll take you home, I don't have much time."

Lihua didn't have time to dry her tears, she almost believed him.

She lowered her eyelashes and blurted out, "Liar."

The young man froze in place, and his gentle smile was replaced by a wry smile: Ah, it was exposed directly, and it was exposed so mercilessly.

I couldn't tell what my specific mood was, and I even thought about why this child couldn't be more obedient, and just let him take her home obediently.

If you give him hope in this way, he will regret the decision he just made. Fu Sangshen cannot be regarded as a god. If he is serious, he should probably be regarded as a monster. He will be greedy, selfish, and even plundering.

She said timidly but firmly, "Let me help you."

Don't do this, Ji Jun.

"If I am useful to you, please take me away."

Please stop talking.

"I don't know anything, I'm timid and cowardly, I have to struggle for a long time every time I make a decision, and I don't know what I can do."

Please...you...don't say any more.

"Even so, I still have something to ask, or I have a request to say, can I go home early after it's over?"

"The gap between time and the time in this world is very large. After spending a long time in the gap between time and returning to this world, it may only be a few minutes." Tsurumaru couldn't stop himself from saying this.

He saw her smile, elegant and bright, "Then I don't worry, I haven't asked your name yet."

"My name is... Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

"I'm Lihua, and my full name is," she was covered by the young man's hand before she finished speaking. He shook his head, and his pure white hair swayed in the air a few times along with his movements, "That's enough , Ji Jun, don't tell us your name."

If the fallen Fu Sangshen regains a master like you, he can't help but hide you in the gap of time.

"The name is the curse, please keep your full name carefully, and don't tell us at any time."

He knelt down on the ground on one knee, held her hand, and put his head down docilely, with the dark pointed horn resting on the back of her hand, "In the name of Fusangshen, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, I serve you as master."

After these words fell, Lihua felt that there was some faint connection between herself and Tsurumaru in front of her.

She grabbed Tsurumaru's hand tightly and pulled him up.

Naturally, she couldn't pull it up, mainly because Tsurumaru sensed her strength and got up by himself.

In this season, the sky is getting dark very quickly, and the clouds that were originally smudged with orange and red gradually faded and fell into the darkness. Tsurumaru took out a round object in the shape of a pocket watch from his arms, "Then let's go .”

Li Hua pulled the corner of his clothes a little nervously, she didn't know what would happen next.

She stared at the round dial in Tsurumaru's hand, and saw that he stretched out his hand to fiddle with it a few times, the pocket watch suddenly emitted a dazzling light, followed by a sense of dizziness that could not be ignored.

When the light disappeared, Rika and Tsurumaru were no longer there, only a bag of small octopus balls that had lost their temperature.

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Lihua woke up in a quiet environment. She sat up with her forehead open and her eyes opened, and the thin quilt slipped off her body. This is a small room, full of Japanese decoration style.

There are light-colored tatami mats, a short log-colored coffee table leaning against the window, and the door is made of wood, pasted with pulp paper.

She looked around, there was nothing hidden in the small room, that is to say, Tsurumaru was not by her side.

Crawling out from under the quilt, Li Hua put on her shoes, gently opened the door, poked her head out to take a look, and was stunned in place.

As if there is no one in this huge space, the log-colored floor stretches in zigzags, and there are many doors, but they are all tightly closed.

Lihua walked out of the door and pulled the door behind her backhand.

Standing in front of the room where she woke up, Rika took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

There was some kind of unpleasant smell in the air, with a faint fishy smell that made people sick.

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