Chapter 124 Don’t stop for a moment
The mountain forests are submerged in large expanses of irises blue, and the coolness of autumn climbs into the pre-dawn sky.
Hazy white light creeps far away on the horizon, a thin mist spreads in the mountains, and the dry yellow leaves are slightly rolled, and the cool breeze makes a rustling sound as it passes by.
The clouds hanging on the sky are like shadows reflected on the curtain, one by one, neatly arranged towards the distance.
On the eve of dawn, which was completely silent, the crisp sound of metal pierced the silence.
The sharp blade scraped against the metal guardrail, a crisp collision sound was heard, and sparks burst out at the same moment.
Changing the trajectory, the long knife was swung out, and the air ripped by the blade made a whining sound. The sharp tip of the knife was shallowly immersed in the skin of the cheek, drawing a slender blood mark, and the cold light grazed the corner of the clothes.
The man with twin tails subconsciously raised his chin, narrowly avoiding the incoming blade. However, the gesture of the opponent holding the knife suddenly changed. The handle of the knife rotated in his hand, and the posture of holding the knife changed from an overhand grip to an underhand grip. .
Click——
The black knife handle hit his face. After the clear sound of bone cracking, severe pain came from the bones on the side of his face. After being hit, his head subconsciously tilted back.
The current distance between the two people does not support the use of "blood penetration".
The prerequisite for using "Blood Penetration" is to use "Hundred Length" to compress the blood. The opponent's physique and speed are too amazing. It is difficult to imagine that such extraordinary physical fitness can be displayed in such a body. Swinging forward for too long " "Bai Leng" was unable to successfully compress the blood before her next wave of offensive came.
As a hybrid between a human and a curse spirit, Choso's physical body is stronger than that of an average spell caster. When fighting a spell caster in close combat, he is confident that he will not fall behind. He is not afraid of being approached in a fight. , but the prerequisite is that the opponent is not Yayoi or anyone similar to Toji Fushiguro's reverse sky and curse.
The hilt of the knife hit his face with too much force. The man gritted his teeth in pain and couldn't help but lean back.
My abdomen tightened in vain, followed by a sharp pain.
A side kick hit him squarely in the abdomen. The force was so strong that he could clearly feel the screams of his organs, and his abdomen and six internal organs were almost displaced.
Clang——
His back hit the guardrail of the road directly, and a quite obvious dent was made in the metal forged guardrail.
Completely inconsistent with her appearance, this woman looks like a predatory beast when fighting, with sharp and fierce movements, and a posture that will not stop until the prey is brought down.
The fierce wind roared in, and the opponent held the knife and rushed towards him like a beast with open claws. He subconsciously turned sideways to avoid it, and the cold blade brushed against the tip of his nose and slashed down. The blade suddenly changed direction, and his body instinctively bent his knees. , lowered the height of the body, and rubbed the hair against his forehead.
Choso raised his hand and grabbed the blade. The tough metal was fragile in his hand. With a bang, the blade cracked and then shattered.
Brilliant day burst out on the horizon, the clouds and mist in the atmosphere above our heads surged, and the broken metal scattered in the morning mist that contained a faint golden glow.
Yayoi raised his other free hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist. He twisted the opponent's wrist in a strange way and threw the person out.
Choso rolled several times against the ground and stood up with his hands on the ground. The woman opposite him slashed at him with the broken blade of the knife.
This is endless.
The sound of muscles colliding was dull and dull. The two arms crossed and paused in mid-air. Choso raised his arm to hold Yayoi's arm. The two people faced each other as if they were wrestling.
Choso gritted his teeth, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, his back arched, his arms continued to increase in strength while trembling slightly. In terms of physical strength and strength alone, in the past one hundred and fifty years, Yayoi was definitely the best he had ever seen. The first person to pass.
"I have no intention of killing you." The woman who was confronting him had no expression on her face, and her cold eyes were not convincing at all, "At least not yet."
"Now, tell me." Yayoi spoke softly, her tone as cold as her expression, "What are you going to do by collecting the fingers of Ryomian Sunuo? What are you going to do to Yuji, and what are you going to do to my brother?"
Perhaps when he heard the word "brother", Choso's movements paused for a moment. The precise fighting instinct of a beast made Yayoi aim at the gap of this moment and kicked him on the knee.
The knee that was kicked hit the cold and hard road, and the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow climbed up densely along the nerves.
The cold blade touched the throat, like the fangs of a beast biting the prey's throat. The sharp break was slightly embedded into the skin of the neck. When the blood dripped onto the road, it shattered and bloomed like a beautiful flower.
The autumn sky is vast and high, with white clouds rolling in the sky, and the honey-colored morning light falling slantingly into the lush mountain forest.
Yayoi looked condescendingly at the man who was half kneeling on the ground, with the broken blade of the blade pressed against the man's neck. His eyes were as cold as a winter lake.
"I'm really sorry, I'm the older brother."
Choso reached out and grabbed the tattered half of the blade. The sharp fracture and blade cut the skin of his palm, and blood dripped onto the asphalt road.
The pupils contracted violently, and even the blood boiled. The man's expression was as hard as a rock, and he looked directly into Yayoi's eyes.
"I also have younger brothers." He said word by word, "So I won't die until I see them."
The skin of both eyes began to become congested with blood, veins burst out around the eyeballs, and the blood-red lines stretched out like slender snakes.
The body temperature rises rapidly, the pulse beats violently, and the whole body is enveloped in a state of excitement.
"Red scales leaping".
It has the same ability as a stimulant, focusing this ability on the extraocular muscles to improve dynamic vision.
In this aspect, he is obviously much higher than Kamo Kenki. The young and young legitimate son of the Kamo family can only concentrate his abilities on one eye. The eyes of the person in front of him have blue veins. The starting point of response.
"It seems I don't have to hold back anymore." Yayoi said to himself, turning around and letting go of the broken knife in his hand.
The other party let go of his hand and threw the broken blade onto the asphalt road. The crisp sound was like slowly spreading ripples, echoing in the clear mist.
From beginning to end, the woman's face was expressionless, and her eyes were cold, like freezing lake water, silently exuding a chill.
The thin golden sunlight splashed onto the black road. The coldness in his eyes collapsed instantly, his pupils shrank violently, and the opponent raised his foot and kicked him.
Crossing his hands in front of him to block, he kicked the person a long way away with such force that he gritted his teeth in pain.
When his eyes focused again, he saw the dagger stuck on the road.
The woman on the opposite side had no intention of calling again, and tilted her head to the other end of the road.
Choso paused, rolled his eyes, and saw a blond man at the other end of the road, who was setting up a pergola and looking at the mountains and forests in the distance.
"It turns out that this is the real temptation." He heard the woman speak slowly.
It seems that Su Nuo's finger is just a coincidence, or this person is just a layer of insurance for Su Nuo's finger.
"Isn't Wu with you?" The other party looked at Yayoi frivolously, "It's hard for him to relax and leave these matters to a woman."
This familiar tone from Satoru Gojo made Yayoi feel familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Who are you?"
Speaking in unison, when the words came out, the two people who were fighting just now subconsciously looked at each other. When their eyes met, the two people paused.
"Your accomplice?" Choso's expression turned cold.
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't know him." Yayoi said with a serious expression on his face.
The expression of the man standing on the road pretending to be cool froze for a moment, then became distorted.
Choso's brows knitted into knots, and his words were filled with a cold and stern tone, "You are all magicians."
"I'm not a magician." Yayoi said honestly.
If you don't participate in the magician rating, you are not a magician in the first place.
Choso:? ? ?
"Are you fooling me?" Choso looked at Yayoi suspiciously. Compared with the fierce look just now, after the battle was interrupted, she seemed to have fallen into a strange and cute state, and her eyes were much softer.
At the same time, it has the ferocity of a wild beast and the docility of a domestic cat. It is simply a weird synthesis.
"No." Yayoi puffed up his cheeks, "I'm just a teaching assistant."
His expression was super serious, as if he wanted to take out his ID and show it to him.
At the end, she added another sentence, half complaining and half stating the facts, "Maybe it's because the higher-ups in the magic world are weird, actually letting a civilian employee come out to perform the task."
The top management doesn't behave well.
It's strange. They are obviously from different camps, and there is nothing serious about them being enemies. But at the moment, it seems that both of them are more willing to beat up the man on the road first.
"He is so annoying," Yayoi said. "Although I have never seen him, I feel so annoying."
"I haven't seen him either, but this feeling is very annoying." Choso said in agreement.
As soon as he finished speaking, Choso's eyes paused, and his eyes fell on the red-haired man suspiciously, thinking to himself, what's the matter with you? A few words can lead someone into a ditch. Is your magician's assistant poisonous?
"Who are you?" Yayoi frowned.
The other person knew Satoru Gojo and seemed to know herself, but she couldn't remember it. She was currently trying to pull the person out of her memory through his name.
The other party's expression seemed to be greatly insulted. If eyes could be arrows, Yayoi would have turned into a hedgehog long ago.
"Uncultured woman!" he said through gritted teeth.
Yayoi was puzzled by what he saw, and several question marks slowly appeared on his head.
"Women should be humble and obedient in front of men. It seems that Wu didn't teach you well." The other party took a deep breath, stabilized his posture, narrowed his eyes, and had a frivolous smile on his lips, " A woman who can’t even remember a man’s name should be stabbed in the back as soon as possible.”
"Well, I can't blame you." The other party said mockingly, "After all, you are just an uneducated woman from a low-class branch of the Zenin family."
Yayoi was silent for a moment, then turned to Choso and said, "Run away, I want to beat him even more now."
Liar, her cat would never say such things to her, and since when did she have a relationship with the Zenin family?
and--
Yayoi felt very uncomfortable, who did she call Wu? Her cat is not familiar with this stuff at all.
Choso:? ? ?
WTF?
As soon as the words fell, she was silent for a moment, and then spoke as if she was talking to herself, "This won't work either, or I'll make a plan together."
Choso: "..."
Don't I want to lose face?
…
My IQ dropped again.
Yayoi picked up the intact scabbard that was thrown on the ground and whipped the man who suddenly ran out. He used his instinct to hit his face.
It was the other party who provoked her first. He wanted to kill her and Jiuxiantu without being too obvious, and he took action.
After beating and beating, while the other party was performing the technique, Yayoi finally remembered who the other party was.
——Zenin straight○
This guy was beaten by her, and she can't remember the last name.
She remembered that after she beat the person, Mr. Ijichi looked like he was about to cry, and his hands kept shaking. He called Satoru Gojo in tears. After the call ended, he put down the phone with a sad face.
She asked Ijichi who the other party was. Ijichi was very depressed at that time and said that she had caused a big trouble. He was the legitimate son of the Zenin family. Before she could finish her words, Satoru Gojo came over and interrupted her. Said that he was hungry and wanted to eat a small cake. Yayoi gave up the topic and went to buy him a small cake.
After that, Mr. Ijichi looked like he wanted to cry for several days.
The body of the nine-phase diagram of the cursed fetus ran away, and later she found the remains of "Suguru Geto" nearby.
Yayoi threw away the blood-stained scabbard and looked at the Zenin son on the ground who was disfigured by her beating and was currently in a coma. The black road was spattered with blood spots, and his handsome cheeks were swollen. A pig's head with blood stains on the corners of its mouth.
It looks like a murder scene.
Yayoi thought for a moment, and with the thought of not causing any extra trouble to Satoru Gojo, he picked up the scabbard and put it into his backpack. He picked up the back collar of the man who was lying on the ground with one hand and dragged him all the way like a dead dog. Dragging people away.
The sky turned white, and the early morning birdsong echoed under the semicircular sky.
The auxiliary supervisor this time is not Mr. Ijichi or Miss Nitta, but was personally dispatched by the senior management.
According to the agreed time, the other party was almost coming to pick her up.
The black car slid onto the mountain road in the early morning, the chirping of birds echoed in the forest below, and a figure appeared on the horizon dotted with daylight.
The auxiliary supervisor was confused.
Slowly turning the steering wheel, the car slowly approached. It wasn't until the naked eye could see the person clearly that the auxiliary supervisor realized that this was the person performing the mission.
The red-haired executor had an expressionless face, dragging a person like a dead dog, with a long trail of blood behind him.
Even the auxiliary supervisor who has seen the world has the urge to step on the accelerator, turn the front of the car and run away.
Yayoi asked the auxiliary supervisor to open the trunk with a paralyzed face. The trembling auxiliary supervisor opened the car door, got out of the car and opened the trunk. His eyes saw the person who was about to die in Yayoi's hands, and he did not recognize it for a moment.
"This is……"
"Zenin...whatever, I don't remember." Yayoi stuffed the person into the trunk.
Auxiliary supervision: "..."
It's okay, I just remember it.
Seeing that she was about to push down the trunk lid, the assistant supervisor swooped down and held down the lid.
"What's wrong?" Yayoi's eyes fell on him.
The assistant supervisor felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. She was worthy of being a Satoru Gojo woman. She was so cruel. She was not part of the family and would not enter the house!
The assistant supervisor took a deep breath and straightened his tongue, "I can take care of this small matter."
The assistant supervisor looked at the half-dead heir of the Zenin family, and then at the ferocious red hair of the Gojo family. He swallowed, and after weighing the pros and cons, he followed Yayoi's instructions and put the legitimate son of the Zenin family into the trunk, carefully He adjusted his posture to avoid hitting his head while driving.
Well, even though they are all like this bear, it doesn't matter if they are hit or not.
"Oh." Yayoi is honest and polite, but he doesn't know that in the eyes of the auxiliary supervisor, he wants to kill people and exterminate the nine clans.
After closing the trunk lid, the assistant supervisor cautiously sat in the driver's seat and looked at Yayoi furtively out of the corner of his eye.
It is basically certain that this woman will be a threat in the eyes of the senior officials.
Yayoi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, thought for a while, took out a finger from his pocket, and with a 'pop' sound, he suddenly took out a gun and threw it on the table in the manner of a black man negotiating. In front of the front windshield.
Auxiliary supervision:! ! !
God wants to kill me! !
"Hurry back to the high school." Yayoi said calmly.
It feels strange to have this thing in my pocket, and it feels strange to put it in front of my eyes.
"Hey, hey Yi!" The assistant supervisor stepped on the accelerator with a look of horror on his face.
The engine roared, and the black car raced on the winding road.
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The author has something to say:
Satoru Gojo in Yayoi's eyes: the world's cutest big cat.
Satoru Gojo in the eyes of the assistant supervisor: ruthless and ambitious.
#Opinions on Caiyun Zhuzhu:
Onii-chan: I want to hit him.
Little Red Hair: I want to hit him.
Maki: I want to hit him.
Dad Shen, who is far away in another world: I...who is this? Too bad to beat.
Preliminary article: "[Comprehensive] Two or Three Things with Battlefield Rose"
Some people say that life and death are a dream, a dream that is too long. The fragments are put together to form a complete life. The starting point is life and the end is death. From life to death, that is I have lived a whole life and dreamed a whole dream.
My dream was too long and boring. I couldn’t quite remember where it started and the end was far away, so I opened a coffee shop to pass the time.
After a long time, I felt that I needed a helper, so I hired one from the corner of the world. After that, I felt that I was not recruiting a clerk, but an uncle.
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CP: Four battles to cheat the corpse and slap the ancestors × Thousand-year-old immortal ghosts and gods
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A thousand-year-old immortal ghost who thinks he can’t love or talk about love and a certain battlefield rose.
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The attacker is a certain thousand-year-old veteran.
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They are too tired of the ordinary and extraordinary things in daily life, and it’s time to take a leisurely break.
There is a plot about visiting the ninja world.
The author suddenly remembered that the author is so cute, but he has never written a CP article about Banye. This is not okay.
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Here you will see that a certain fried ancestor who was forced to dance with a chicken and a cat is said to be the pretty boy kept by the rich proprietress of the coffee shop, the long-lost brother of the proprietress's adopted son, and the pretty boy who always looks like a late wife. Suspected to be a Yakuza, the adopted son drags his brother who wants to destroy the world every day, the Shaman King who makes a lot of noises, the Assistant from Hell who comes to visit from time to time, the best friend who is forced to seize the penis and pussy by the Assistant from Hell, and the demons dance wildly. The monster, the cursed spirit that wants to rise.
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Fried-haired Ancestor:...
#Destroy, this world, explode, you scum!
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Don't talk nonsense about ghosts and gods.
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