pyloric neuropathy has not improved

Chapter 23

"In my initial cognition, the moonlight is like a lake that has been silent for many years. It is sticky and vague, sticking to every corner of the body like a muddy swamp, dense and moist. Tiny creatures float from the limbs However, the tiny hairs and tentacles move with the breath at the same time, they absorb this rotten light to germinate, grow, and then die. They become food for other monsters. And so on, the cycle repeats."

"But I just found out now..."

The magnificently colored fallen leaves swayed from the branches one after another, and turned into burning flames before reaching the ground.Clusters of bright red burning flames are like flamingos growing freely in the wilderness. Every time they flap their wings, there is a splash of heat. The soaring torso runs wildly, tearing and devouring everything.The huge rainforest that was once dark and purple collapsed in the raging fire. Countless white bones burned and licked the red flames, and finally shattered into fine powder in the extremely high temperature.

In the depths of the fire, there is a birdcage deformed and twisted by the high temperature, sticking together disgustingly like molten rubber.The tiny bright red flames are lightly attached to it as if embellished, which makes it look like a huge Black Forest birthday cake.

"It turns out that the color of the moon is so clear and gorgeous."

The woman's voice is soft and graceful, making it easy to imagine how slender and glamorous she must be, just like the legendary beauty Tokiwa, "Bright eyes and white teeth, a wandering beauty".The chin is still pointed, as if she was born with an unlucky beauty, and the eyelashes, which are dyed with a faint crimson color like Qian's color, give people an indescribably beautiful feeling.The kimono with flowers on the black background surrounded the slender and white limbs, the red crystal-like eyes reflected the clear and cold moon, and the pure golden narrow eyes of the opposite person did not have any emotional fluctuations.

"I don't want to hear you say this, you're crazy."

In the center of the raging fire, the cold rose is filled with the coolness and residual fragrance of silvery white tone.The eyes, slender like beasts, seemed a little impatient due to the long conversation, otherwise they looked like an endless wasteland and ice field, deserted and snowy, and even the ups and downs were neat.

"I just want to ask you, are you responsible for everyone's death?"

"What?" Rin suspected that he had heard it wrong, "Can you say it again?"

I'm so sorry, if I knew it, I wouldn't talk too much—why is this woman so annoying! "I said, you have the same name as one of the members of Toyuro's team."

"How is it possible!" Rin was shocked, "Aren't all the members of the Toyulu team named Toyulu!"

"...you are talking about Brother Huyulu, okay?"

The Pufan team really knew too little about the enemy's information, so they showed great mercy to eliminate her illiteracy: "There are currently four confirmed members of the Huyulu team. The two of them were not members of last year's winning team, one named Crow and the other named Ling (RIN)."

"Currently the main players are Brother Huyu and Lu Lu, and the other three have never played. But they are about to enter the semi-finals, and it is impossible for them to remain mysterious."

Rin wasn't paying attention to that at all. "The person named RIN you mentioned... is a woman?"

nod.

"How to write Chinese characters?"

"What are Chinese characters?"

"..."

Eyes wide open.

After experiencing many difficulties in the cultural exchange between the human world and the devil world, Rin finally understood one thing: "We just have the same pronunciation."

"Don't say it earlier." Zhen was very dissatisfied, wasting too much of his time.

"I said earlier, did you understand?"

"..."

After sending away the resentful Wind Messenger Shura, Rin stayed alone in the suite that Little Hades had booked for them, taking out the medical suitcase she was used to carrying from her luggage bag, while sorting out her thoughts.

Undoubtedly, Suzu of Team Toyuro was probably the one Kurama was looking for.

The relationship between the two is probably not as simple as the enemy that Kurama described before, she has already seen it clearly from above the sea cliff: Bell kissed Kurama, and Kurama did not refuse.Although there was a strong storm of monster power due to the battle between the two, at least the relationship between them cannot be separated from the word "envy".

Maybe it's one-sided, maybe it's two-sided, maybe it's a simple relationship that has changed due to other factors...there are too many emotional changes.Even if I force myself to think rationally, I can't come up with a specific result, let alone the current her, who can't treat it calmly from the perspective of a third person.Rin thought to himself.

This can also explain why Kurama chose to get close to her in the first place, and even became a partner—the name is "RIN" and has such a close relationship with the world of spirits and demons, there is really no other other than her .

Is it by chance?Or is it a coincidence?The hydrogen peroxide was applied to the wound, and the pain he had been accustomed to suddenly intensified. Rin took a deep breath and accelerated the speed of treating the wound with his hands.Whether it is the similarity of names or the association of wounds, it is just a superficial sense of déjà vu.Lacking actual causality, it is meaningless.

For Kurama, the reason for the decision to "get close to the person with RIN in the name" is difficult to find out in the face of huge emotional changes.

After all, the name is not something that cannot be changed. Anyway, what Kurama needs at first is only the huge database of the spirit world.But for her, let alone Yukimura Rin, even Takeda Suzu—

"If I were really a monster, how could I live so ugly." She threw away the cotton swab in her hand.

However, no matter how much he tried to mobilize the sarcasm in his brain, he still couldn't erase the blockage and pain in his heart.

"You seem to be in a good mood." Opening the door of the presidential suite on the top floor of the luxury hotel, Crow was surprised to see a person he never expected to appear at this moment.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room was Bell who had been missing for two days.He was still wearing a gray cloak, as if he was so slender that he could blend into the shadow of the lamp, and his skin was so pale that the criss-crossing veins could be seen.The calves under the constantly shaking cloak hem, but gently swayed rhythmically.

"No, no, no."

Hoarse and slender, the girl's voice was like a faint shadow of the wind. "Had a nice dream—but not yet, not yet."

Already accustomed to the other party's neurotic way of speaking, Crow sat down on another sofa.Familiarly, he picked up the half-used hair care oil from the coffee table. At this time, his long light blonde hair turned into a dark ebony color, and shone with a smooth and smooth luster like satin under the light.All black long gowns, from the back view, it is even easy for people to mistake their real gender.

"The Pufan team entered the semi-finals today." He said, "It seems that they may really become our opponents."

Bell tilted his head up in a half-heard manner, and an unknown shadow under the hood looked at him.Crow continued, "Huyulu asked me to tell you that you must appear in the semi-finals."

He stretched out his arms, reaching out to brush a strand of long hair flowing from under the gray hood in a familiar way.As sinking as a black feather, as lacquered as ebony, the texture falling on the pale fingertips is like flowing water rushing coldly.

"Today's hair quality is very good." He narrowed his slender pupils with satisfaction. "Take good care of it. A girl's hair is a very delicate thing."

Ling stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said, "I got my salary."

"Oh?"

"It's this." She took out the PDA with great interest. The first picture was a photo of the college ID that had nothing to do with it except the subject. The young man with red hair and green eyes smiled quietly and gently at the camera.

The second one is a hand-painted painting - a large area of ​​silver and white color, giving birth to a cold and proud shadow, only a pair of pure gold eyes, outlined with a few simple lines, condescendingly looking at the people outside the painting .

"Pretty? Crow?"

The crow snapped his fingers, and suddenly the strong smell of gunpowder accompanied by various forms of bombs that became materialized filled all corners of the entire hotel suite.Big and small devil bombs surrounded the two of them tightly, and they were in a high-risk state that they would be blown to the west if they touched it.

"I'd love to fight him too."

The black-haired youth narrowed his slender eyes intoxicatedly. "Beautiful and powerful, such a corpse must bloom bloody and sweet flowers."

He let go of his hand, and the slender black hair fell gently from between his fingers.

"No, no, no." Ling stopped laughing. "Crow, it's a secret."

She lowered her voice. "It's not the time—not the time."

Seeing the impenetrable demonic bombs around her as nothing, the gray-robed girl stood up from the sofa as if sleepwalking, and the bombs dissipated one by one along with her walking route, until she reached the French window that was as wide as the entire wall, quietly Gazing out the window into the darkness.

After a long time, he pressed one hand on the cold bulletproof glass.