Miss Field [Comprehensive]

As soon as this idea came out, Chinami subconsciously looked back at Takashi Natsume.

The handsome young man stood where he was, panicked and at a loss, with unconscious tension in his eyes.

Qian Nai heard the sound of wings flapping above her head, she couldn't see what kind of monster it was in the starless and moonless night, only a few black feathers fell from her eyes.

She could escape if she escaped by herself, but Takashi Natsume...

Qian Naimei sighed in her heart, clenched the handle of the knife in her hand and faced Domeki: "Take this opportunity and run away."

Natsume was taken aback for a moment, realizing that she was talking to herself.

It was because her indifference was so impressive before that it was hard to believe that she would specifically remind her now.

"I...you..."

Natsume looked at the phosphorescent woman, who was watching the two of them with interest.

Natsume swallowed the rest of the words, clenched his fists, turned and ran in the direction of the festival: "Hold on, I'll go find Teacher Cat."

He heard the whistling wind approaching behind him, which was the same as when Baimugui waved his sleeves just now.

Out of some kind of wonderful trust, Natsume didn't look back, but kept running hard.

As he expected, before the sound of the wind hit him, he was interrupted by another sharper sound of wind, and then there were continuous "booming" sounds behind him, like the sound of trees falling.

Just as Natsume thought, after Chinami slashed Domoki's furisode back with a single knife, she attached her spiritual power to the knife and confronted the opponent head-on.

Her approach is a bit like a psychic's possession, except that the psychic attaches her own spirit to the weapon, and she directly uses her own spiritual power.

It's hard to say which of the two methods is better, it can only be said that the best one is the best.

Mainly attacking with weapons, and then using paper talismans as an auxiliary, if you add shikigami, this is an out-and-out field attack method.

It's just that the Domeki in front of me deserves to have hundreds of eyes gouged out. Facing Chinami's fierce attack, she seems to be able to handle it with ease.

The two long sleeves guard her body like two poisonous snakes. The hundreds of pairs of eyes on the kimono will emit a strange light. Once covered by this light, the body movements will become sluggish. Wrapped by those two sleeves.

Qian Naimei was almost caught several times, but fortunately she broke free with a paper talisman.

It won't work like this.

Qian Naimei's heart is clear.

After all, the number of paper talismans in her hand is limited, and once they run out, it will be the moment when she will be caught by the hundred-eyed ghost.

As for what will happen after being caught... Qian Nai believes that the other party definitely does not want to invite herself to drink tea.

As if aware of Chinami's thoughts, a pair of cyan sleeves were flexibly rolled back, and there was a drop of blood dripping from Chinami's accidental scratch on it.

Baimugui stuck out his tongue and licked the drop of blood, and smiled: "Just tell me how you feel familiar, so you are from the Chang family."

The fox mask on Qian Naimei's face had fallen off during the rounds of fighting, revealing a pair of upturned phoenix eyes.

The bright red eyeballs became more vivid and brighter because of the emotional fluctuations, like two rubies shining in the dark.

Baimugui said "Yeah": "I like your eyes. When I get them, I will go find your brother."

Qian Nai almost laughed angrily: "You get my eyes before you talk big!"

Perhaps anger can really stimulate people's potential. After hearing this sentence, Chinami, who was stalemate and even faintly at a disadvantage, exploded into a small universe, and gradually became able to suppress Domeki.

The paper talismans she had prepared in advance were thrown out like no money. Most of them were reduced to ashes before they were attached to the body of the Domeki, and a few were shot down by the long sleeves.

As soon as the paper talisman was stained with clothing material, Domeki screamed, as if the paper talisman was not a paper talisman but sulfuric acid, and the kimono was not just a kimono but also her skin.

The eyes on the kimono closed instantly, and the number was exactly the same as the number of paper symbols.

At the price of this, the few paper talismans attached to the upper body did not burn in the end, but fluttered away.

Baimugui lost his composure from beginning to end, and his pale blue eyes were finally stained with the fierceness of a demon.

She raised her head and screamed, and the sound spread through the woods in the dark night, appearing very terrifying.

There are more than a dozen eyes closed on the kimono fabric, and the snow-white hair floats up, spreading in the air like a white fan.

Afterwards, these white hair strands were polluted by a layer of black mist, and slowly turned black from the bottom.

The black mist continuously emerged from the Hundred Eyed Ghost, like a monster with teeth and claws, constantly stretching out its sharp claws around, taking everything in sight as its own.

Cricket grass, white grass, barberry wood, juniper, unknown wild flowers, etc., once the plants in sight are contaminated by the black mist, they will quickly wither and rot, as if all the vigorous vitality in their bodies has been sucked away by the black mist Same.

This situation reminded Chinami of the black shadow on Aomori Sandman.When that black shadow appeared, it rotted the Shikigami of the Onmyoji in the dream, and even the weapon in Shikigami's hand was not spared. It was so similar to the scene in front of me!

Chinami frowned, and retreated quickly in a few jumps.

With the assistance of the black mist, it was even more difficult for Domeki, who was already impervious to splashing water, to get close, which really made it difficult for Chinami, a melee player.

Seeing her fear, Baimugui smiled lightly, his fair face looming in the diffuse black mist.

"This is," she raised her hand, picked up a handful of black mist, and let the mist flow like sand from between her fingers, "the power bestowed by that lord."

Chinami frowned even tighter.

grown ups?

Is there anyone behind such a powerful hundred-eyed ghost?

Could it have something to do with the guy who controlled the Sandman?

Several questions popped up from the bottom of my heart in an instant, and were pressed down heavily by Qian Naimei.

Now is not the time to think about these things, and if she doesn't want to find a way to break the game, she won't have to think about these problems in the future.

Before Chinami didn't escape, she wanted to buy Natsume more time to escape, and she was also angered by Domeki.

Now she wanted to run away, but the black mist on Baimugui blocked her way of escape.

Chinami exhaled slightly, pouring more spiritual power into the Taidao.

The blade immediately glowed, and the faint light was like a firefly in the dark night in the black mist, faint but bright.

Wherever the ray of light reaches, the black mist recedes to the surroundings as if encountering a natural enemy, and in a blink of an eye, a small isolated island is emptied in the dark ocean.

The island was small and precarious—the surrounding black mist was still tentatively reaching out—but at least it was a place to stay.

All the space outside the isolated island, whether it is above the head or under the feet, whether it is in front or behind, has been surrounded by thick fog.

I can't see light, I can't see hope, the sound has long since disappeared, and now I can't even feel the breath of plants.

It seems that Chinami is the only one left in the whole world, and all she can rely on is the knife in her hand.

"give up."

Domeki's voice came from nowhere, enveloping Qian Nai from all directions, the light and charming voice was full of temptation and depravity: "Put down your weapons and embrace this darkness, you will experience unprecedented freedom."

Qian Naimei: "Nonsense, the soul is out of the body, can you not be free?"

Domeku: "..."

Qian Nami rolled her eyes at the monster hiding somewhere: "Your salesmanship is really bad, does the adult you're talking about know?"

"Shut up!" Baimugui became annoyed, his voice became shrill, "You can insult that lord!"

"Is he great?"

Baimugui snorted: "His power is beyond your imagination. No matter whether it is a god, a human, or a demon, it cannot escape the control of that lord."

If she was still in front of her eyes, Chinami doubted that she would be able to see the smugness on her face.

To be honest, the description of Baimugui sounds quite powerful.

A being that can be controlled by gods, humans, and monsters.

Qian Naimei probed more carefully: "Could it be King Yan Mo?"

I'm sorry, King Yan Mo, the situation is urgent, and I must test your name first.

Baimugui laughed again: "King Yan Mo? In front of that lord, King Yan Mo can only be in awe! You must know that the person who was in charge of guarding the lord in the past was..."

As soon as the voice stopped, I recalled: "Little girl, are you trying to trick me?"

Qian Naimei blinked: "It's your little mouth that keeps talking, you can't blame me."

Baimugui snorted coldly: "When I gouged out your eyes and ate your soul, it would be useless even if you found out!"

Sensing the master's emotions, the black mist began to worship violently.

At this moment, the sea was turbulent, and the manic black mist almost condensed into a solid body, slapping towards Qian Nai layer by layer.Qian Naimei had to increase the output of spiritual power.

In the end, the long knife in her hand couldn't hold it up first, and it broke with a "click" under the impact of spiritual power and black mist.

Now that the long knife is broken, even if Qian Naimei still has spiritual power left, it is useless.

The light like a firefly went out, and the surging black mist instantly engulfed Chinami's figure.

***

"grown ups."

In the boundless darkness, a phosphorescent figure appeared before Chinami's eyes.

Snow-white long hair, gorgeous kimono, and hundreds of eyes on the blue kimono fabric.Now these eyes are constantly turning, and it seems that they can't find the target to stare at, but the woman wearing the eyes is facing a bamboo curtain with her back to Chinami.

There is a faint light behind the bamboo curtain, outlining a black shadow.

From Chinami's perspective, I could see the long, curvy hair of the black shadow, like seaweed, and a pair of bright red eyes.

Chinami's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of the shadow controlling the Sandman.

The adult that Baimugui said is indeed the same mastermind behind the control of Sandman!

The shadow behind the bamboo curtain moved, and the bright red pupils swept down to the hundred-eyed ghost who bent over and saluted: "I can give you what you want, as long as you declare your allegiance."

"My lord!" Baimugui raised his head slightly. Although he couldn't see her expression, he could hear the eagerness in her voice, "I am willing to dedicate my body and mind to you!"

The black shadow laughed lowly, but the red pupils were still so cold.

After the gloomy laughter ended, he said lightly: "If that's the case, then it will be as you wish."

With the movement of the black shadow raising his hand, a smear of black floated out from the gap in the bamboo curtain, and sank into the phosphorescent body of the Hundred-eyed Ghost.

Chinami wanted to continue watching, but there was another sudden light piercing the darkness, breaking the illusion in the darkness.

Pulled back to reality by this ray of light, Qian Nai was still a little dazed until she saw a big face in front of her.

Chinami: "..."

big face:"……"

Big face: "Who are you calling big face!"

Chinami leaned back, and only then could she clearly see the red demon pattern on the snow-white fur.

She remembered what Natsume said before: "Teacher Cat?"

The giant snow-white beast clicked between its teeth: "This is not something you can call."

"Thank you very much for your help," Qian Naimei got up from the withered grass, patted the ashes on her body, and nodded slightly, "Big-faced cat."

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