465 The Favor of the Group, The End of the Fujiyama Family [1 More]
"!!!"
It was still a calm eight words, but it was extremely terrifying to the ears of everyone in the Fujiyama family.
The three thousand Onmyoji of the Fujiyama family are compared to sparks of fire. The only one who can say this and have the strength to do it is Tamashiro.
Who is this man?!
Evolvers and Onmyoji have always been on the same page and will never conflict.
When did such an S-class evolver appear in the world of evolvers?
He rushed into their Fujiyama house without any explanation. Are you really not afraid of being judged by the Evolutionary Alliance?!
Countless questions were swirling in the great elder's mind, but he couldn't ask any of them. His eyes were splitting: "Fourth!"
This man actually dared to do something in front of them!
Yu Xiheng raised his hand again, and this time it was the fifth elder who was caught.
He asked again, with a cool tone: "Where is she?"
"..."
Silence, deathly silence.
The several Onmyoji who gathered under the order of the Fujiyama clan leader were all extremely frightened at this moment.
It is true that the Fujiyama family has more than three thousand Onmyoji, but 70% of them are below the fourth grade.
These Yin and Yang masters may have made great achievements in astrology, physiognomy, and Feng Shui, but they basically have no fighting ability. In fact, due to years of practicing the power of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, their physiques will be weaker than ordinary people.
Onmyojis are not good at close combat, so naturally they cannot compare with evolutionaries who are more focused on fighting.
Two more elders died, and they were both Onmyoji. The Fujiyama family suffered too heavy a loss.
But when he looked at Yu Xiheng, he saw that there was no fluctuation at all, as if nothing could touch him.
Still water flows deep, which is the real terror.
The head of the Fujiyama family's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and his body began to tremble.
“Thump, thump—”
There was another sound of kneeling down, and everyone in the Fujiyama family was shrouded in fear, almost unable to breathe.
The second elder also knelt down and kept kowtowing: "Sir! Sir, she is really not at Fujiyama's house anymore. She has left. I swear to God, I have never lied. If I lie, the sky will strike me like lightning.
What a death!"
The head of the Tengshan family also trembled and said: "My lord, she was kidnapped by Yuanmingchi! This Yuanmingchi was born on the top of the clouds. We are no match at all, and we don't know where she was taken by Yuanmingchi."
He also had the idea in his heart that the disaster would be in vain.
If Yuan Mingchi confronts this mysterious man, both sides will suffer losses.
And sure enough, after the head of the Fujiyama family said these words, an even greater sense of oppression came.
Some onmyojis with weaker physiques have been forced to fall to the ground.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Three thousand mortal worlds are like a dream, spring comes and goes again, and there is only one shadow..."
The sudden ringing of a mobile phone broke the calm atmosphere, leaving everyone stunned, followed by numbness in the scalp and a creepy feeling.
Who is so bold as to call me at this time?
No, have you angered this murderous god?
However, the head of the Fujiyama family and several elders discovered that this man who was so handsome that he was so handsome that he was so handsome had suddenly lost the terrifying aura around him.
Yu Xiheng glanced at the frightened Fujiyama family, paused with his fingers, and then picked up the phone.
"Brother Ninth, have you gone to Tengshan's house? I'm coming out. I just finished calling Shen Ying. Just wait for me and I'll go find you."
A familiar voice.
There was no disorder in breathing.
Yu Xiheng closed her eyes and slowly exhaled.
He only knew that she was in the same situation as him, but he didn't know what happened to her that caused her strength to decline.
The incident happened suddenly, but he was not by her side. He couldn't bear any eventuality.
fine.
"Okay." He smiled softly, "I'll wait for you to pick me up."
"There is a well in the back street of their house." Si Fuqing was running, "Wait for me there, I will come right away."
"Yeah." Yu Xiheng's eyelashes moved slightly and she said, "See you later."
When the call ended, the oppressive atmosphere finally faded away.
The man turned around, blood was still dripping down his white fingertips, but he seemed to leave without noticing.
Everyone in the Fujiyama family was completely unable to recover, their nerves were burning and their hearts were twitching.
Yuan Mingchi was ruthless, but not many people were killed, and all the people who died were there
And this man they have never seen before is the real God of Killing!
He is obviously a noble and elegant man, but he is so terrifying when he touches him.
Tonight, the Fujiyama family suffered two bloodbaths, and almost all the high-level combatants were slaughtered.
The eldest elder suddenly regretted agreeing to Shizuya Fujiyama's plan and imprisoned Si Fuqing in the Fujiyama family, borrowing her luck to continue to nourish the entire family.
The attraction of the Girl of Luck is indeed strong enough. Not only did a Yuanmingchi come, but also an S-level evolver came.
They don't know who made the previous call, which saved their lives at a critical moment.
The head of the Tengshan family raised his head tremblingly, crying and laughing: "Great elder, what should we do?"
With so many high-level combatants dead, it is a question whether the Fujiyama family can even be ranked among the four Yin-Yang families in Dongsang, let alone break into the Free Continent!
The Fujiyama family has become accustomed to being domineering in recent years and has made many enemies. But because of their strength, these people dare not get angry or speak out.
If they knew that the Fujiyama family was in such a situation, how could they not take the opportunity to step on them?
The great elder's face was ashen, and his voice was trembling: "First, let's clean up this place. We will discuss the remaining matters in a long term, and try to hide the news as much as possible."
Although he said this, the great elder also knew that the other three families could know that the Fujiyama family had experienced a catastrophic disaster just by looking at the astrolabe.
You can't hide it at all.
After some time, the other Onmyoji helped each other and stood up.
Even though they didn't want to admit it, after this time, the Fujiyama family's hope of soaring into the sky was completely shattered.
**
Here, Yu Xiheng has just left Tengshan's house.
The night is still deep, and the stars and moon are getting brighter and brighter.
"Sir!" At this time, an urgent voice sounded from behind him, respectfully, "I dare to ask, sir, who is the owner of the destiny of the emperor and the luck of Ziwei?"
The speaker is the ancestor of the Xia Chuan family.
He chased that powerful destiny all the way to Fujiyama's house, and then he saw a scene that horrified him.
The Fujiyama family was massacred!
The ancestor of Natsu Chuan was extremely afraid. If the Natsu Chuan family inadvertently offended the owner of the emperor's destiny, the fate would probably be even worse than that of the Fujiyama family.
Yu Xiheng glanced at him lightly.
There was no emotion at this glance, but there was a deep backlog.
"Sir, please calm down." Ancestor Xia Chuan shook his body and saluted again, "It's just that I was watching the stars at night and found that someone with no good intentions has offended you, so I came to check."
Yu Xiheng didn't say anything and left directly.
After he left, ancestor Xia Chuan seemed to have lost all his strength, leaning against the tree next to him and gasping for air.
Yu Xiheng walked around the back street of Tengshan's house. In the distance, there was a well under the tree.
The girl is squatting on the ground.
He walked in and saw the moonlight falling on the tips of her hair, dyed with a thin layer of silver-white moonlight, hazy and unreally beautiful.
Si Futing heard the footsteps and immediately patted the dust on his body, jumped up and ran over: "Brother Ninth, are you okay?"
"No." Yu Xiheng looked at her carefully, paying close attention to every inch of her body.
"I'm fine, I'm really fine. Someone saved me just now." Si Fuqing lowered his head, feeling very guilty, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Just a few minutes ago, Shen Ying called her back and said that Yu Xiheng had arrived in Qingdu and there was a 90% chance of going to Tengshan's house.
His temperament is usually as light as water, but at times like this, cruelty and violence are not enough to describe him.
"Well." He raised his clean left hand and touched her head with a faint smile. "You don't have to say sorry to me. If something happens to me, you will come, right?"
"Of course!" Si Fuqing frowned, seeing the blood on his hands, "But you are still injured, I will bandage it for you."
She took out the gauze she carried with her and took his right hand.
"Other people's blood is not mine." Yu Xiheng said calmly, not caring much.
"Don't move." Si Fuqing pinched his wrist, "You can't dirty your hands with other people's blood. You have such beautiful hands, right?"
She carefully wiped the blood on his palms and fingers with a serious expression.
Yu Xiheng lowered her eyes, her eyes darkened.
"It's clean." Si Fuqing picked up his hand again and looked at it, "There is blood on the clothes too, go back and wash them."
He did not answer this sentence, but suddenly lowered his head, stared into her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Can I hug you?"
It starts with emotion and stops with etiquette.
The way of a gentleman is to refine people deeply.
"Okay." Si Fuqing was startled for a moment and nodded, "Just wait while I take off the bag. I'll hit you later."
She took off her bag, stretched out her arms to hug him, and apologized again: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Yu Xiheng's body trembled slightly.
She has the unique softness of a girl, warm and waxy, as light as the evening breeze, and as misty as the white clouds, which has the power to make people feel at ease.
Yu Xiheng closed her eyes, and the violent aura in her bones was gradually suppressed.
It seemed that only by holding her like this could he feel that she was real.
Time is quiet and beautiful
After an unknown amount of time, he let go of her and straightened up.
Si Fuqing raised his head: "Okay?"
"Yeah." Yu Xiheng smiled faintly, "Go home."
Si Fuqing stood up and put on his bag: "Let's go back, Ning Ning and the others are impatient."
**
the other side.
After confirming that there were no hidden dangers in Si Fuqing's body, Yuan Mingchi let her go.
He went to a bar, slowly mixed a few glasses of wine, wiped the long knife he carried with him, put on new ancient plain clothes, and then set off again.
The morning light was fading, and a faint white glow appeared on the horizon.
The Fujiyama family is still in a state of gloom and gloom.
It was in such an atmosphere that Genmeike stepped into the Fujiyama family for the second time.
The new costume makes him look more like a jade-like boy who stepped out of an ancient scroll.
But in the eyes of the Fujiyama family who had seen him attack with the Yamata no Orochi before, he was the real ghost of the underworld.
The guards were holding weapons and their legs were
Trembling.
Only a few hours later, Yuanmingchi came again!
The daughter of destiny has been taken away by him, what else does he want to do?
Yuan Mingchi put his hands behind his back and smiled clearly. He said lightly: "You can't stop me, and I won't take your lives, so get out."
The guards looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
They are all employed by the Fujiyama family. Now that the Fujiyama family is in decline and unable to make a comeback, they are basically trying to kill an egg with an egg.
As soon as Yuan Mingchi said these words, the guards rolled and crawled away.
Yuan Mingchi continued to walk inside, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
After he left, who broke into the Fujiyama family again?
But that's not important, this was originally his plan.
At this time, several ancestors of the Fujiyama family were also alarmed and came out one after another.
With the god of disaster, Yamata no Orochi, they are no match for Genmei Pond.
"Yuanmei Pond!" the ancestor of the Fujiyama family shouted hoarsely, his eyes red, "Have you forgotten that the Free Continent cannot interfere in the affairs of other regions? If you want to destroy my Fujiyama family, do you want to enter the Holy Light Judgment Office?
?!"
The Holy Light Judgment Center is not a place that ordinary people can enter, but anyone who goes in will not be a human being when they come out.
Even if Yuan Mingchi was the fifth disciple of the Cloud Summit, he would not be able to escape the punishment of the Holy Light Judgment Office for killing like this.
Yuan Mingchi didn't even frown: "It doesn't matter."
Ancestor Tengshan turned pale in horror.
Yuanmingchi is crazy?!
At this moment, a cold voice sounded, without any emotion.
"He can't do it, what do you think about me?"
It was a woman wearing a tight-fitting black combat uniform, carrying a long sword on her back.
At this moment, the long sword was unsheathed, the cold light flickered, and a second cold breath enveloped the entire room.
This breath gave Yuanmingchi a familiar feeling.
Tian Cong Yun Sword!
Rotten wood and bright moon.
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Sixth Senior Brother: Not only was I robbed, I also didn’t have a partner :)
This world is too cruel to Sixth Senior Brother
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Some people say that other powerful Onmyoji can tell that His Majesty is an emperor, but Qingqing can't tell that it's a bug.
I wrote it at the beginning, and it was very clear. Qingqing is a pure combat onmyoji. She is not good at the most basic aspects of onmyoji, such as physiognomy, feng shui and astrology~
