DNF, made by the ancient gods

For this point, Baige admitted quite generously.

"I need to adjust the strength of this body, and..."

The gesture of raising his eyes concealed everything, and there seemed to be a layer of red mist floating in his eyes, but at the next moment, the chaotic and disordered emotions had just emerged, and were suppressed by powerful reason.

The hazy blood mist also dissipated, and the pair of beautiful pupils that had turned blue due to the arcane energy infection were revealed again.

"I've had some problems myself."

His premonition was right, the mutations related to the body were far from stopping - this body that had "degenerated" into a human body was still changing, and it was still an unpleasant transformation.

However, absolute reason can suppress that madness, and before the spiritual desires have turned into necessary physical needs, he still has a way to control himself.

"Hey, Father, you..."

"It's okay for now."

Obviously not wanting to delve into this topic, Baige walked out along the way he came, and returned to the main hall again.

Just ...

Looking up at the huge mural hanging in the main hall, the Shura evil spirits are fighting non-stop.The level of fineness of this mural is extremely high, and if it is evaluated with human aesthetic concepts, it must be inseparable from commendatory words.

"so……"

He vaguely guessed something, and he was partially sure that his guess was the truth, but it was precisely because of this that he found it difficult.

"Was it wrong from the beginning..."

Leaving aside how these messy things should be properly resolved, there were already orderly footsteps outside the door, and an assembled army was quickly enclosing the entire pavilion.

——What should come will still come.

Baige, who had been prepared for a long time, would not feel awkward. This capital is the political center of this country. If he makes a big fuss in the capital like him, he will naturally be listed as a dangerous person, and then attract a large number of troops.

"Go out and meet them."

The palms stretched out backwards, and the right amount of gravity caused the head in the side room to shake. After flying into the air, it quickly bypassed many curves, and finally rushed straight to Baige.

Bai Ge casually grabbed the hair of the big Onmyoji's bleeding head, and then walked out expressionlessly holding the head.

Chapter 063 The Great Onmyoji

The childish girl An of the Great Onmyoji was "ransacked" by someone.

The controlling ghost came back with such a message, and then there was no more news—this sudden change not only woke up Patriarch Qianshen from his sleep, but also made him open his eyes in disbelief.

hell!How can this be!

He looked at the moon outside the window speechlessly—Kyoto is a place of eternal night, the seemingly prosperous capital is actually undercurrents surging, ghosts and monsters are in chaos, and darkness shrouds all areas of Kyoto all the year round.

In the face of such darkness, it was Zhinv'an who forcibly stabilized the situation—let's not discuss Zhinv'an's purpose for the time being. have to obey the same law.

He is the moon in the dark.

"Will the moon fall too?"

Extremely complicated emotions rose up in his heart—his family was also one of the families that was forcibly controlled by Zhinv An. Perhaps the conflict of interests could not make them friends, but in terms of talent, he was very good for Zhinv An. Really convinced.

He sighed, but his responsibility as the head of the family still required him to lift the saber beside the bed, straighten his attire, and hold his head high.

In an instant, he became the Patriarch of a shallow god again.

"Everything has its end, even the sun will fall one day, let alone the moon?"

A ghost smiled behind him, and he didn't look back, just talking with the ghost he was all too familiar with.

"It's sure to be a lively night tonight."

"What? Do you want to get involved?"

"No, I want all the family members to stay home for me."

He took a deep breath, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.

"Zhinnv'an is dead, the person who can do this kind of thing must be stronger than him, and those of us who can't even deal with Zhinv'an are just humiliating ourselves, and even Sent a life for no reason."

"Did you describe your family as trash? Are you too unconfident?"

"It's a fact—there will always be only a few dragons in the world, and the rest who are not as good as dragons are all trash fish. No matter how many trash fish accumulate, they will not be able to threaten the giant dragon."

"And my wish is just to make Qianshen a giant dragon."

"It's a grand goal, but everything is difficult at the beginning. I think it's a bit difficult for you to get started. After all, the dragon is not just watching a trash fish cross the dragon gate and become its own kind."

"That's why the miscellaneous fish need to become stronger. Just like now, our family still has many elites active outside, and it coincides with the current turmoil. If there is an accident, these seeds with amazing potential die outside, the loss will be huge." But it's huge."

"This is absolutely unacceptable. We must recall all the nearby members who can be recalled. Tonight, no, it will be the next three months. Unless you have the family's permission, you are not allowed to go out."

The ghost showed a relieved smile. She still wanted to straighten the man's clothes as she did before she was alive, but when she took a step forward, she realized that she could no longer touch the living man, so she took a half step back in embarrassment.

"Really good..."

Hearing the whisper of the female spirit body behind him, the man who was ready to give orders was also warmed up a lot in his heart.But just as he stepped out of the room, the man's expression suddenly changed.

The sound of uniform footsteps passed through the tile wall with poor sound insulation, and reached Patriarch Qianshen's ears.

At the same time, the main gate of the entire compound slowly opened with a creaking sound.

And a man with a calm expression walked in unhurriedly.

Ten soldiers also poured in. They lowered their heads. This posture made Patriarch Qianshen unable to judge their situation—after all, it was already dark at night. It was difficult to see the surroundings clearly.

Aren't these armies directly under the emperor!Protecting the emperor's safety and maintaining the order of the capital is what they should do most. How can it happen now...

This is a very strange scene. The expressionless man's pupils rolled from time to time, as if he was examining him, but this kind of gaze was completely devoid of warmth. Even the ghost who seemed heavy and steady on weekdays couldn't help but hide in Patriarch Qianshen. Behind him, he clutched the corner of his clothes that he couldn't touch at all.

He felt oppressed.

He could only show a very sincere and polite smile, raised his head, and looked directly at this seemingly unspirited man. Taking this opportunity, the peripheral vision from the corner of his eye quickly swept across the soldiers outside the door.

Their faces were dull, and their eyes were staring blankly at the front, like puppets manipulated by puppeteers in their palms.

After a short breath, Patriarch Qianshen seemed to understand.

He felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or a physical depression.

"Patriarch Qianshen."

The man in front of him took the lead in breaking the deadlock of silence, while Qianshen, who was so wishful for this situation, nodded his head. He was keenly aware that Baige was a bad visitor, but sadly, he had no ability to reject the other party.

"The last of the top ten psychic families in Kyoto."

"You are also 'sinful'. Countless civilians have died directly or indirectly at your hands, and you have extended your hands to the country's finances, which is an unforgivable crime..."

The man who "mastered" a puppet army lightly dropped a blockbuster, like a rock falling into the water, stirring up a thousand layers of waves.

Qianshen suddenly felt his hairs stand on end. He looked at Baige puzzled, and he didn't know whether he was unwilling to accept the reality or he really didn't understand Baige's meaning.

One of the ten soldiers who accompanied him stood up, his head was still lowered, and his walking posture was not very correct.

But even so, the soldier "persisted" and walked several meters before opening the wooden box on hand.

The wooden box was empty, but it was such an empty wooden box that made Qianshen's face change drastically, and he cast a heavy glance at Baige.

He knew exactly what the purpose of this wooden box was.

"You're the last one."

Taking a breath of fresh air, the man who had controlled the entire army with a wide range of spiritual spells from the moment he left the Yin Yang Pavilion spoke slowly.

Tonight is a bloody night.

Except for this empty wooden box, the other nine wooden boxes have already been filled with the things they are supposed to carry.

"Patriarch Qianshen, I will borrow the head of your item."

It was as if he was speaking a certain doomed fact, and when the words fell, a little girl fluttered her wings and floated out from behind the man.

Chapter 064 The Great Onmyoji

"who is it!?"

His Majesty the Emperor angrily threw the bamboo slips in his hand to the ground. He was sitting on the highest seat, and in front of him were dozens of kneeling civil and military ministers.

"I clearly ordered the army to assist the Great Onmyoji, but why are they wandering around like headless chickens in the city! I asked them to suppress the rebellion, not to show off!"

"Tell me, who dares to falsely preach the imperial decree!"

Naturally, he didn't think that there would be anything wrong with this army. After all, the entire army was led by his cronies. Therefore, the only possibility that caused this army to do nothing was that they didn't receive his orders at all.

"I need an explanation!"

Staring at the many ministers below who dared not raise their heads, the Emperor gave them a period of time to think about how to answer.

"Report to Your Majesty—"

Not long after, a minister stood up. He bowed his hands to the emperor and made a big salute.

"The incident happened suddenly, and none of the ministers received His Majesty's orders, and no one was able to give orders to the army with the military amulet bestowed by His Majesty."

"Are you trying to say I'm sloppy?"

"No, Your Majesty, please listen to the minister for now."

On weekdays, in order to show his poise and professionalism, he might take a big breath at this moment, but in front of the emperor, he really dare not be so presumptuous.

If he dared to hang on to the emperor's appetite, he might have to be quietly pushed out of the inner circle of power afterwards.

"Your Majesty's army is not useless. To tell you the truth, according to the information that the intelligence department just sent to the Military and Political Department, His Majesty's army is actually targeting the top ten Onmyoji families in Kyoto."

"Onmyoji?"

Breathing stopped suddenly, and no one would doubt whether this was an illusion—the emperor's attitude had indeed softened, because this had already involved a circle that ordinary people could not reach. Even the emperor, in the eyes of these people, could only say is an "employer".

Of course, there have indeed been emperors who have achieved great success in yin and yang, and those emperors were indeed powerful, but it is a pity that he failed to inherit that talent.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me more."

"His Majesty's army has passed through the ten great families including the young lady An in a very short period of time. Wherever it passed, blood flowed like a river, leaving no one alive."

"This……"

The pupils constricted suddenly, and the emperor finally understood the seriousness of the matter—he knew how heavy his army was, and it was barely enough to suppress mobs and rebels, but if he wanted them to go straight to a family of onmyojis ...Even if it succeeds, the loss will definitely be too great for him to accept.

Therefore, even if he just sent the army over, he just wanted the army to finish off the young woman's safety. As for really letting this army intervene in the struggle between Onmyoji, he really didn't have that idea.

but now……

"You mean, even the Great Onmyoji..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

It was not yet dawn, and the gray night seemed to hide some unimaginable existence, and it was about to snatch this pavilion into its arms with all its teeth and claws.

Against the backdrop of the lights, the minister's face became even darker.

"The ten great families are all dead, and Mrs. An, the immature daughter of the Great Onmyoji, also sacrificed her life for the country."

Like a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, the emperor's face suddenly turned pale—he was not grieving for the dead, but he saw the symbolic meaning behind the destruction of the ten great families.

The palms grasped the sleeves too hard, and the outlines of the muscles and bones seemed to be faintly visible.

"What about... my army?"

He no longer cares about what the top ten families did, and he doesn't want to know the ins and outs, causes and consequences behind the destruction of the top ten families. Now, he only cares about one thing.

Now that the top ten families have been destroyed, what about the army that destroyed them?

The minister held his breath. It seemed that everyone was terrified by this question. Down below, many ministers looked at each other in blank dismay. You looked at me and I looked at you, a little at a loss.

"His Majesty's army has naturally returned to His Majesty's barracks."

The sound of footsteps that appeared quietly at an unknown time gradually became clearly visible, and the closed door slowly slid open to the left and right, and a male voice came clearly.

The ten soldiers who filed in still kept their heads down, but they all exuded a strong smell of blood. They each held a wooden box in their hands. black hair.

Seeing that there were a few soldiers, and the leader was not a familiar character, the official in charge of etiquette stood up. He wanted to perform his duties, but the next moment, after meeting those cold eyes , but he stopped suddenly.

--will die.

The instinct of the body fed back to him the fact that under the great pressure, the official's face suddenly turned pale, and he stood there stupidly, already beginning to regret his impulse, but he really didn't know what to do next .

However, many misfortunes rarely follow - thankfully, the other party seems to ignore his clown ideas.