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"You are a miko? As a miko, do you actually stand up for monsters? As a human, do you dare to fight against hell?" Yama was shocked and angry.
But he had no choice.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As it is the devil of hell, he considers himself to be no inferior to the ordinary great monsters, and with the authority of hell, he is not afraid in the face of the great demons among the great demons, and the great demons who reign at the apex of the great demons.
But now he is just a clone.
It¡¯s just a spider with three eyes on its back.
"It's just a little monster that's not much better than Ai's subordinate, Luneng Dao."
Under Chun's seven-branched sword, in the long starless night, he could only tremble.
But he was unwilling and just shivered.
He is the devil of hell.
So he spoke nonsense to Chun, and even if he died, he would show Yama's magnanimity.
But this was something Chun couldn't bear.
"A guy who deserves nothing more than to tremble is actually talking nonsense. If it were a white miko who demands herself as a saint, Kikyo might not care, but I, Tsubaki, am a black miko.
Under the long starless night, there is pure darkness and deathly silence.
Chun swung his seven swords, and the long night fell.
"I won't let you go!" The spider with three eyes on its back roared and was swallowed up by the darkness without any resistance.
"You deserve it." Chun sneered.
The demon of hell has the authority of hell and has the power of life and death over those who fall into hell, regardless of whether they are monsters or gods.
Theoretically, this is the case, so these Yamas always look aloof.
But in fact, they can only be condescending to ordinary people who are unable to fight against hell.
To the greatest demon among great demons, to a god as noble as a noble son, the so-called power of hell is no more powerful than a wisp of dust.
In the past world, Sesshomaru, who had not yet found his own path, could kill the Lord of the Underworld.
The demons of hell are just that kind of thing.
The kind of thing that is also paired with me, and the black witch girl who is in charge of the long night is ruthless?
Waiting to be buried forever in the long night, stupid Yama!
Chun sneered and turned his gaze to Ai.
Even in the long night, the girl named Love just waited quietly without any discomfort.
Although she is just a hell girl, she performs better than her boss Yama.
This child is a ghost, or a ghost with a very high essence, higher than that Yama.
If the child resists, there is nothing the Yama can do.
¡°Presumably in order to control this child, Yan Mo must have grabbed some handle on this child.
Chun saw the nature of love and instantly guessed the girl's situation.
But that¡¯s it.
Chun is not Platycodon, and Chun will not save love.
Rather, she watched with interest.
She was looking forward to seeing one day when love began to struggle and Yama became angry.
Afterwards, she looks forward to the answer to this question: will love kill Yama and become the new Yama, or will Yama use the power of hell to destroy love and choose a new hell girl?
Ai doesn¡¯t know Chun¡¯s thoughts.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. There are many things in her heart, except herself.
Love, because of love and hate during life, turned into a ghost after death.
This is not uncommon in this part of the world.
Many monsters appear like this.
But it¡¯s rare to see someone who can turn into such a powerful ghost.
Most humans can only transform into little monsters. There are only a few cases in thousands of years where Emperor Sotoku directly transformed into the great monster Daitengu.
And love is actually one of them.
Such a ghost has extremely strong love and hate in his heart. It can be said that my heart is full of love and hate during my lifetime, and there is not much room left for anything else. For Ai, there is not much space left for his subordinates or even other people he meets, so he can no longer let himself in.
Because there is no place of its own, love is not harmed even in the long night. There is only deathly silence in the long night, but people without themselves are themselves dead silence.
It¡¯s also pitiful.
Chun took back the long night and let love go.
It was then that Ai discovered that what appeared from the long night was even taller?Mizuho and Ghost Ryoko.
It turns out that Yan Mo did not give up on these two people and urged him to leave. In fact, he was planning to regain the souls of these two people. And Chun's arrival actually saved these two people.
"It turns out it's you." At this time, Madara arrived here with Natsume.
"Hello, Ms. Chun." Natsume greeted.
"It's you." Chun chuckled, "Why, do you want to continue buying knives after you find me? Let's talk about it first. I don't work part-time as a shopping guide. If you want to buy knives, just go and talk to that guy."
"Of course it's not for that. Natsume can't draw blood anymore. He can't sell his blood full of spiritual power, and he can't afford Ye's sword." Madara shook his head.
"Miss Chun, I came to express my gratitude. Mr. Ye's knife is very effective." Natsume said this.
But obviously, that¡¯s not all he said.
"Thank you? Actually, I'm more worried. Although I don't know what I'm worried about, but out of worry, I want to explore the cause of the related things, but I'm embarrassed to say it. Is that so?" Tsubaki saw through Natsume No words were spoken.
Gentle people are always like this.
Chun understands too well.
In the past, she had taken advantage of many similar people.
¡°If in the past, she was still the resentful black miko, a boy like Natsume, all her flesh, blood and spiritual power would become her sustenance.
But now, of course she won't want any flesh, blood or spiritual power to pollute her pure darkness.
"Don't worry, young man, this is just after-sales service. Since you purchased the 'Blade of Return of the Underworld', the originally designated service of 'returning the souls of ordinary people to the world for one day' naturally needs to be guaranteed. In this In the future, unstable factors will naturally need to be eliminated." Chun chuckled.
"Ah, thank you" Natsume was confused.
Does the original knife have such after-sales service?
"Generally speaking, there is no such attentive service. Even if you maintain the knife, you will be charged. But the 'Underworld Return Blade' you purchased is a one-time weapon forged by Yexin and is being promoted, so the service is also attentive. Some." Chun's voice came from far away.
She is actually no longer here.
When Madara arrived with Natsume, she had already stood up and left.
The after-sales service was over, and she had nothing to say to these people.
Do you want to work part-time to sell and promote Ye products?
How is that possible!
She is the black miko Tsubaki, not a shopping guide. Even she can't order her.
She came to do the after-sales service purely because of the fun of "The Return of the Underworld Blade". Now, the fun is over.
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"Crash!" Rubbles rolled down the cliff. That was the result of a young man who was climbing and almost missed the mark.
"Director, can't you ask Mr. Ye to come to the countermeasures room? Doesn't general after-sales service provide door-to-door service? Ah this mountain is too difficult to climb" Because he almost fell off the cliff, the young man couldn't help but complain. .
"Sakura Ting, Mr. Ye doesn't go out often." The room chief smiled at his subordinates.
"But Mr. Suzuki, the Suzuki family can even invite him to the banquet." Sakuraba Ikki didn't believe it.
"The Suzuki familySakuraba, let me tell you the truth. The price for hiring Mr. Ye is too high. The Suzuki family is wealthy and the countermeasures room doesn't have that much money. Look, I didn't come here in a wheelchair. As a A healthy young man can't compare to a disabled person like me, right?" As he spoke, the room director patted the wheelchair under him.
It is miraculous to say that even strong young people find it difficult to climb the cliff, but the room director in a wheelchair has a calm look on his face, as if he were walking on flat ground.
What is the reason for this?
"" The young man did not answer.
Director, if your wheelchair is the original ordinary product that cannot fly and is not the upgraded version by Mr. Ye, your words are still somewhat convincing.
He just muttered in his heart. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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