The dark night is more attractive than the rain, mist and landscape splashed by thick ink.The sky full of stars looks like a huge vortex, attracting people to go deep into it, spinning and flying.

Before Heizi's consciousness completely disappeared, she vaguely saw golden fluorescent lights shining in the air, and faint blue characters floating in midair, floating up and down.That character looked like an adaptation of the language of the Dragon Clan, and she had seen similar existences with her grandfather.

And at the moment of coma, a thought flashed in Heizi's mind - if the base point of this world is like the world where Aru is, then would her ostentatious way of appearing on the stage directly bring her a destructive effect? disaster.But before she could think about it, the darkness dragged it into the thick depths and submerged it.

A few minutes later, the willow leaves on the side turned into spots of light, and gradually condensed into a beautiful woman in the air. Her skin was as white as cream, and her tender yellow lips shone with green light.She took the unconscious Heizi from Feng's embrace.With a light tap of the slender milky finger, a light green rune emerged out of thin air, and around the rune, not-so-bright light flickered on and off, like a ghostly candle that had been burning for a thousand years and was finally about to burn out.

"Thank you, Yingliu." The white-haired man came against the wind, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand.The fan is light blue, made of excellent material, like shark silk woven by merman, reflecting the dark yellow light under a few hanging bright lights.The fan ribs look ordinary, made of bamboo from unknown sources, and the hollow side ribs exude a vermilion streamer.

The woman known as Yingliu let go of her hands holding Heizi, folded her hands in front of her, bowed deeply, and then turned into light spots and disappeared, turning into willow leaves again.

Heizi suspended above the light green runes, bent his body, bright red blood flowed from the flesh, and dripped downwards over the colored fluorescent light along with the gravity, the sound of "da da" was particularly crisp in the dark night.

"Cat...?" The white-haired man slowly put away the folding fan, his eyes were slightly smoldering, and the corners of his blushing eyes were a little seductive.His figure is not only tall but also stalwart, and his thin and light pink lips reveal a bit of abnormal paleness.

With a light lift of the finger hanging by his side, a bright yellow charm flew out from his sleeve and hit Heizi's body.As the fluorescent light flickered, the wound healed to a degree visible to the naked eye, neither fast nor slow.

The white-haired man looked at the remaining spiritual power fluctuations around Heizi, and his eyes flashed with worry.The folding fan habitually tapped the palm of his hand.

"Master Seimei." A fierce wind stopped in front of the white-haired man and Heizi, and a mature and charming voice came from the figure in the dark.It was a figure with a strange shape to ordinary people, but it meant safety to most youkai.

"Gu Huo Niao." The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the cold aura dissipated instantly, and he was as bright and bright as the clear sky.

"Is this the child?" Guhuo Niao walked up to Abe Seimei from the dark, slightly opened her eyes and looked at the wounded Kuroko, "Oh my God, hasn't it healed after such a long time?"

Gu Huo Niao, who once fought with Abe Seimei, knows exactly how far his Yin Yang technique can go.

It has been a while since Little Willow notified Guhuo Bird that the cub was injured, but Heizi's injury has not been completely healed.While Gu Huo Niao felt pity and distressed, her heart was inevitably filled with anger.It had been a long time since she had found a cub so badly injured near Kyoto.What kind of existence can be so insane as to lay such a heavy hand on a child!

"Recently, the hut has been watching me very closely. This kitten can only be left in your care."

"Yes, Seimei-sama."

The light-colored light flashed one last sustained burst of light in the flickering flicker, and then went out.

"You go."

"Yes, Seimei-sama." With a slight nod, Guhuo Niao embraced Heizi whose wound had completely healed, with gentle movements.

Gu Huo Niao slowed down her speed of going back. She was worried that the cold would make Heizi's body unable to bear the treatment he had just received. This little guy was still a newborn cub.

For the monster, the years of Heizi's more than one year are but a blink of an eye.

And after he couldn't feel any evil spirit at all, Abe Seimei couldn't help coughing violently twice, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Drops of blood flowed down the tender lips, dripped on the ground, and splashed a few waves.

Seeing the faint waves, Abe Seimei was stunned for a moment. He squatted down in surprise, his lips moved slightly, and spit out a few characters. The gentle and cold tone swayed in the air, and a little open flame appeared from his fingertips, faintly blowing in the night wind. Naturally burning.

The place where the weak waves are stirred is the place where the blood of the sunspots dripped and gathered together. The bright red blood did not solidify, and under the illumination of the open flame, there were a few strands of golden light flowing.Even though it is on flat ground, it fluctuates as if being blown by the wind, as if it is gestating something.

Stretching back the hand, the jug on the veranda flew over, spilled the wine on the ground, and filled the jug with blood.

Today's harvest is not small, it is not in vain for him to make a special trip.

Holding a jug in one hand and a folding fan in the other, the lantern floated ahead by itself to guide Abe Seimei.

"Ah, ah, young man, what a waste." A white-haired old man with a bent back shook his head, looked at the direction where the lights were gradually disappearing, and sighed softly.

The hand with the black and yellow soil was lifted up, the ground trembled slightly, and a drop of blood the size of a soybean pierced through the soil layer from the ground and floated unsteadily into the old man's hand.

"Don't worry, take your time, this is a great tonic." The blood seeped into the skin of the old man's right hand.

The right hand was green and withered, with a faint purple and red light, like a living thing, broken and twisted, and kept turning.The old man looked at his right hand softly as if he couldn't feel the pain.The dark wind kept blowing, and the moon behind the dark clouds finally sprinkled the bright light all over the earth. I felt the quiet birds around me chirp their heads, and the next second, they were split open by the suddenly extended right hand. The black gap was eaten.

"Really, don't worry, take your time, I'll make you back to normal." The old man patted his right hand with his normal left hand, his movements were gentle, his voice was gentle, and he had a peaceful smile on his face.

"Then, it's time for you to repay me."

"It's agreed."

"You can't go back on your word."

The old man walked away slowly with heavy steps, stepping on the moonlight, and gradually disappeared into the black shadow.The right hand stretched out, deliberately controlled the strength, and gently rubbed the old man's face, leaving a bright red mark.belonged to the bird.

The author has something to say: Master Seimei is high!

The Seimei-sama I wrote is mainly the Seimei-sama of Mr. Dream Pillow Tapir.But the appearance of all onmyojis and monsters are based on itchy mouse.

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