The Endless Shuttle

Yeah, it's over.

Rope closed his eyes boredly.

With extraordinary information collection and judgment, how can Shishi fall down because of unsteady standing? It seems that even a tantric monk who has lived for two hundred years cannot resist the temptation to achieve his wish...

As he thought, Huang Ye Zonglian's hand failed to touch the two rituals.

When the monk appeared, the girl changed her stiffness. She raised her leg and kicked the grip of the dagger that had fallen from mid-air while raising her head to dodge.

All the strength was applied, and after the dagger broke through the barrier, it accurately pierced Huang Ye Zonglian's chest until it was completely submerged.

"Um...cough..."

The monk lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the blood pouring from his chest-that was his fading life.

"Can't...understand..."

Pouch!

The two rituals obviously did not intend to listen to his last words. After steadying his body, he drew out the dagger from the magician's chest, and cut off his head with a beautiful cut.

The splashing blood dyed everything around him red.

After more than two hundred years, Huang Ye Zonglian finally ushered in a real stillness.

Sleep forever.

PS:

I really didn't deliberately weaken the monk, the original contradictory spiral is even more exaggerated than this (spreading hands), but it is a pity that the strength of that madman and cool tyrant...

Chapter 78: What should come is still coming

At the moment when Ye Zonglian died, the entire Xiaochuan apartment stalled.

The doll residents inside have disappeared from existence to nothing. If the bubbles of formalin in the bottle are not rising, the head will rot normally. Because it is the external barrier, although there is a part of the wild Yezonglian heart-like scenery, the host will not die and disappear like the real inherent barrier, and the Ogawa apartment remains intact.

This is exactly what Rope wants.

The sound of applause passed in the basement.

"Nice attack, miss."

While applauding, Luo Pei said with a smile: "The number one enchanter in the Clock Tower, a monster that has lived for more than two hundred years, how does it feel to kill such a powerful enemy?"

"... terrible."

The two rituals murmured in a low voice.

She lay in a pool of blood unable to move, and her kimono became unexpectedly heavy after being wet. At the same time, the sequelae of normal humans using the occult technique were revealed, with a slight tingling of the head and the injured arm. The two rituals are indeed literally "can't get up again."

However, the results are gratifying. The monk who had his head severed, the culprit Fu Zhu, may have been helped by unreliable gods in the process, but Liang Yizhi's hatred was finally repaid, and Shishi could give himself an explanation.

"Let me help you."

"Um……"

The girl hummed, according to her physical condition, if she didn't accept Rope's help, she would have to spend the night with the dead body here at night.

The black-haired young man jumped down from the jar mountain and directed the dance with his hands. The scenes he saw during the two ceremonies in the apartment lobby reappeared, and the water floated in the air thinking of her coming.

Penetrating into the clothes, taking away the dirty blood, the kimono gradually returned to its clean appearance.

But the flow of water on the skin inevitably took away the body temperature of the two rituals, making her tremble involuntarily. Even in summer, the cold in such a gloomy basement is still hard to bear.

The cold lasted only a few seconds, and the girl was immediately embraced in a warm embrace.

"Um...what are you doing?"

In addition to father and grandfather, the two ceremonies are the first time to have such close contact with the opposite sex. She turned her head and glanced at Luo Pei with dissatisfaction. The young man still smiled gently and picked her up from the princess on the ground.

"Don't be self-willed at this time. You have a broken arm. If you don't want to be more troublesome, it's better to be honest. You refuse me to interfere in your fight, but there is no reason to object to the treatment? Or you prefer to recuperate in the hospital. Time on a monthly basis."

"The reason you didn't make a move was to wait for this time, right?"

Complaining, the girl in her arms calmed down.

Maybe because the two years in the hospital were too long and the process was not satisfactory, the two rituals were very repellent to returning to that place.

She said in a very low voice.

"……dagger."

"what?"

"My knife, help me take it." The two rituals poked their heads out of Rope's arms and looked at the dagger on the headless corpse: "I like that weapon a lot. There is no reason to give it to someone I hate. "

"okay."

Placing the two ceremonies at the door when entering, Rope turned his hands in his pants pockets and walked back.

Huang Ye Zonglian's corpse could not stand upright, like Xing Tian who was beheaded by the Emperor of Heaven, and his unwillingness could be seen with the naked eye.

Two hundred years, life and death, powerless to save, what exactly is human being.

Too many contradictions have made this enchantment master who should have been talented go astray, the origin of "stillness" without aging, if Huang Ye Zonglian didn't care too much about that ethereal and unattainable answer, it would be more normal, I am afraid it is in it. The world would not be obscured like this except for his old classmate of the clock tower.

"No matter if it is before or now, you are very unlucky, Ye Zonglian. However, I will enjoy your legacy, thank you..."

Luo Pei's hypocritical mourning, pulled out two ritual daggers from the chest of the monk.

Under the action of the water of death, the body quickly turned into white lime, and together with the blood on the ground, it perfectly handled the remaining problems of the two rituals.

"Give you."

Luo Pei passed the dagger over, and the girl took it and placed it back in the scabbard behind the "belt."

Picking up the two ceremonies, he asked.

"So, I'm sorry tonight, Shi."

"Excuse me...? Wait."

As if realizing something, the girl who was resting in Luo Pei's arms opened her eyes again.

"...You haven't given up your plan to go to me yet, have you?"

"Of course, it can't be unfolded without a place to stay, right?"