"Amaterasu, do you think I will show mercy?" she asked sharply, her voice ringing like an ancient bell.
yes!
Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but glance at Amaterasu.
That guy won't show mercy just because I'm young, Omikami, you'd better do it yourself.
In response, Amaterasu just raised his hand slightly.
The wide sleeves of the palace dress slipped down, revealing two thin, white arms.
Fujiwara Izaya was directly pushed forward by a wave of air.
In order to protect him, Amaterasu didn't really sit back and watch.
Her Dharma body turned into a sun hanging high in the sky, and the sunlight poured down, weighing down on the entire sea area.
Yin Xie's beauty didn't talk nonsense, she raised her hand and made many palm prints, tearing the sun apart like a cocoon with her hands.
The sea water shook and the air was scorched.
These two are truly invincible strong men, but the aftermath of the battle can suppress all the creatures on the sea, and Fujiwara Izaya does not dare to act rashly.
Yin Xena's body was as fast as a shooting star, and she punched Amaterasu's Dharmakaya from the air.
Each of those small fists was as powerful as carving a mountain. Thousands of heavy punches were thrown out in the blink of an eye, causing Amaterasu's body to fall wildly. The retreating figure smashed countless thunder clouds,
The big sun, which is almost integrated with the body, is also covered with dense black cracks.
"It's your turn!" Amaterasu's voice was cold and emotionless.
Fujiwara Izaya bravely rushed forward.
Yin Yanami punched out again.
Her waist was twisted into a thin rope, and she punched Fujiwara Izaya who was coming at high speed.
When the tips of her fists collided, her fist turned into a palm, grabbed Fujiwara Izaya's fist, and swung her arm hard. Fujiwara Izaya's body was suddenly rotated several times in the air, and then pinched again.
He held his neck and his body was pressed so that he could tell where he was.
"Bang!"
The sea surface is actually as hard as rock.
The seawater cracked like stone bricks, but it did not sink.
Yin Zhenami pinched Fujiwara Izaya's neck, pushed him down on the sea, and punched him hundreds of times.
Looking at her stunningly beautiful and demon-like appearance, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't express his pain.
After all, it was the Mother Goddess. He could only be completely crushed in front of her.
Amaterasu's dharma body descended from behind.
The sun is shining all over the sky.
Yin Xie's beautiful body suddenly lifted up, and the hot sunlight suddenly turned into a diffuse black mist.
Fujiwara Izaya, who was lying on the sea, only saw Yin Xie's beautiful body suddenly paused in the air. The next moment, she appeared in front of Amaterasu's body. After a loud noise, Amaterasu's body was knocked away by another punch.
, this time it cracked directly.
It floated in the air for a few times, and for the last time, the fragmented body of the law slowly stopped beside Fujiwara Izaya.
She covered her heart and kept coughing. Her skin was bloodless and her face was like gold paper. The holy and solemn sunlight reflected her more noblely. This was the brightest and most selfless sun in the world.
But in the next second, the Dharmakaya was shattered all over like broken glass.
The broken sun, the light leaked.
...Between the sky and the sea, the colors are very rich, and the fireworks and clouds shine vertically and horizontally, with an extremely colorful and beautiful feeling.
Amaterasu looked at the annihilation of the Dharmakaya with ghostly eyes.
The empty bright yellow dress swayed sadly, like a scarecrow in the dusk wilderness.
"Don't stop me anymore." Yin Xie's beautiful voice was also cold and emotionless.
At this time, she had already used all her strength, and her black hair was dancing like a demon. The space around her was strangely still, like a still river. In this still world, only her clothes were dancing.
, even if you see her with your eyes open, you can't be sure where her real location is.
On the deck, everyone looked horrified.
"How could this happen?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked.
"The Omikami has concerns." Mrs. Kasahara replied calmly, "If she and the Mother Goddess fight with all their strength, all the creatures in this sea area will be killed by the aftermath."
"So she asked Fujiwara-kun to calm down the mother goddess..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked worried and looked at Fujiwara Izaya from afar, who was beaten to the point that he couldn't even stand up. "It's really hard on this child..."
"Are you feeling distressed?"
"Don't you feel bad? That's our son-in-law..."
"Mizi, it's just the two of us here, tell me whether you feel that kind of heartache?"
"What?"
"Don't act stupid."
While the two were talking, Kasahara Fuka-Eri came to the top deck from the lower cabin.
"Mom, what should we do?" she came up behind Mrs. Kasahara and asked.
The two ladies turned around and found that in addition to Kasahara Fuka-Eri, Kawashima Miki and Yukino Riho had also arrived, and the two little mikos were not left behind either.
"Calm down and wait." Mrs. Kasahara's expression remained calm.
Kawashima Meiji took a step forward: "Chairman..."
"Stop talking, I know." Mrs. Kasahara gently grabbed her wrist and stared at the Omikami in the air. After a while, she said: "It's really a matter of life and death. I'll go with you."
"Count me in." Mrs. Hoshimi raised her head.
Even in the face of death, she remained elegant and quiet, looking like a well-bred lady.
On the sea, the silence of heaven and earth was suddenly broken.
The wind howled, the dark clouds moved, and a demonic aura rose into the sky.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, Fujiwara Izaya turned into the appearance of a great tengu.
Yin Xie Namei, who was floating in the air, reached out and pressed down.
"Gan!"
Fujiwara Izaya first saw a ball of blazing light, and then his eyes went dark.
It felt like a huge mountain had hit his back directly. A sweet taste surged from his throat, and his chest seemed to be crushed.
He wanted to fight back, but his body was crushed to death, just like an ordinary person unable to breathe underwater and unable to mobilize his demonic power.
Amaterasu's figure swept down quickly.
In the pitch darkness, Fujiwara Izaya sensed golden light at Lake Moko.
The pressure that was pressing around him slowly disappeared.
Everyone on the deck watched helplessly as the huge divine energy that destroyed the world slowly dispersed Yin Xie's beautiful underworld ghost energy.
"Aunt Amaterasu..."
Fujiwara Izaya's voice was a little weak.
"Stop talking." Amaterasu put her hand on the top of his head to repair the injury.
Fujiwara Izaya's bleeding eyes slowly opened.
Yin Xie Namei, who was diagonally opposite, was floating quietly, as if she didn't intend to take advantage of this opportunity to kill her.
The figure of the Mother Goddess is slender and graceful, convex and plump. At this moment, her long hair is casually let down, and she looks even more beautiful when paired with a red White House skirt. She doesn't know how old she is, but she still has the best appearance.
"What are your thoughts?" Amaterasu pinched Fujiwara Izaya's cheek with his fingertips, seemingly teasing him.
"What ideas can I have..." Fujiwara Izaya said angrily, "If possible, I hope you will take action personally. After all, I want to survive."
"You can look at me without even blinking," Amaterasu pointed out unceremoniously.
Fujiwara Izaya replied seriously: "She is your biological mother. I watched her carefully, mainly because I wanted to see how she looks like you."
Amaterasu tilted her head and looked at him: "Maybe if you call mom twice, she will be lenient."
"Um?"
"Aren't you very good at dealing with your mother-in-law?"
"...Omikami, I think you may have some misunderstandings about me."
"Dare you do it or admit it?" Amaterasu teased, "This is not like your style."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Fujiwara Izaya felt tired.
"You should work harder and try to go to Gao Tianyuan as soon as possible. You must know that the place where the Mother Goddess appears most often is the passage between Huangquan Kingdom and Gao Tianyuan. Only when you go there can you see her every day."
"…What do you mean?"
"The Great Royal God and the Mother Goddess will serve you together, don't you want?"
Fujiwara Izaya's face was stunned.
What he said is that he is the most advanced mother-daughter flower. He is a monster who cannot withstand such a test!
Amaterasu took his hand back and knocked on his forehead: "The injury has healed, let's continue fighting."
Fujiwara Izaya felt it silently.
He now feels full of strength and vitality.
It seems that after being tortured, his strength has increased a little bit...but he will still be tortured by Yin Xie Naimi perfectly.
"Take it." Amaterasu threw a small dagger over.
Fujiwara Izaya took it in his hand and looked at it.
The blade looks like a calamus leaf, with a thicker central part and a handle that is about eight inches thick. It has many links and is not smooth, just like the backbone of a fish, which is white from top to bottom.
Why is the head of the three artifacts so ugly... Fujiwara Izaya waved it casually, a little disgusted.
The expressions of many people on the deck changed slightly.
Since ancient times, this sword has been a symbol of power, symbolizing the royal power of the country. Since the young man in front of him is a descendant of Chongde, his bloodline must be purer than that of the current royal family, and now he is holding a sword that represents imperial power... His rule
The legitimacy is self-evident.
The onlookers' gazes became intense, and Fujiwara Izaya didn't have many thoughts in his mind.
Even Amaterasu, the symbol of the imperial family and the supreme god of Shintoism, has an unclear and ambiguous relationship with him. The position of the emperor's mascot is unattractive to him.
Fujiwara Izaya instilled all the demonic power into the Amansugaun Sword.
The sky and the earth suddenly shone brightly.
The sword energy rose from the ground like a rainbow, breaking through the sky, and the golden melting light attached to his black crown royal uniform, bringing with it an aura that made people surrender.
Zheng!
The sound of Qingyue's sword sounded, and the sword's light shined brightly.
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly disappeared.
When I get a new toy, I naturally want to try it out.
Facing Tian Congyun, Yin Xie Nami was also slightly stunned, but she reacted very quickly, and her consciousness instantly spread out to survey Fujiwara Izaya's position.
The next moment, Fujiwara Izaya appeared at the point she observed.
A ray of sword light lit up, Yin Xianami fixed her gaze, and her figure shot out, drawing a straight and slender black line in the air.
Her figure suddenly rushed towards the sword light, and the moment two lines, one white and one black, collided, they entangled for hundreds of times and then suddenly separated, silently.
Fujiwara Izaya was out of the battle, and Yin Zhenami across from him had many black and white silks hanging on his body, which were the marks of tears on his royal uniform.
"Even with the blessing of artifacts, it's amazing that you can reach this point." Yin Xie Namei hung alone in the sky, looking at him indifferently, "But if you want to become a real god, you still have a long way to go.
"
As she spoke, she waved her hand and created a stream of energy.
The flowing light roared across the sea surface, like a gorgeous meteorite rain.
Fujiwara Izaya clenched the hilt of his sword, and slashed away with a stunning sword light.
The sword light collided with Yin Xie's qi machine, and was swallowed up in an instant, dissipating without a sound. The remaining qi machine continued to attack, and the murderous intention it inspired made people's hair stand on end instantly.
Fujiwara Izaya dodged countless times in an instant.
"boom--"
In the violent explosion, the sea water fled in all directions like crazy.
The surrounding glow splashed, wild air currents penetrated the sky, and the remaining energy of the battle stretched over everyone's heads like a tapestry.
Yin Xie Namei stepped in the air and walked forward slowly.
A moment later, Fujiwara Izaya appeared at the center of the explosion.
At this moment, his face was a little pale, and his energy and blood were very low.
The ladies on the deck were all heartbroken when they saw this.
Among them, Miki Kawashima said nothing, her face was horribly gloomy, and her fists were clenched tightly. If Mrs. Kasahara hadn't been holding her back all the time, she would have rushed forward desperately. The same thing happened to Riho Yukino next to her, her knuckles
He was so pale that he was pinched, and there was a chill all over his body.
High in the sky, Amaterasu's graceful figure remained motionless.
She had her hands clasped behind her waist, her expression was calm, her black hair was flowing down, and her hair tips were swaying slightly with the sea breeze.
In the blink of an eye, Yin Zhenami came to Fujiwara Izaya.
The red dress of the palace dress that swelled in the wind revealed the beautiful lines of her tight legs. Her expression was as cold as ice. She looked at Fujiwara Izaya but did not take the initiative to speak.
Fujiwara Izaya also looked at her.
With such a great demon right across the street, he didn't dare to neglect her. Looking into her eyes, there was no expression in those deep and red eyes.
"Lord Huangquanjin!" He saluted with a respectful gesture.
Yin Xie Namei glanced at him, her ruby-like eyes were very sinister.
Behind him, Amaterasu sighed quietly.
She floated over in the air, her dancing palace clothes extremely gorgeous, just like the colorful mountains and forests in early autumn.
All eyes were focused on the mother and daughter.
Amaterasu paid no attention to the others. She looked at Yin Xie Na Mei and showed a little tenderness: "Mother, please come back."
After the Great Goddess calmed down, his voice was as cool as mountain spring water, slowly flowing through the hearts of everyone present. Being caught in this voice, no matter how great the grievances were, they could temporarily put aside their feelings and face her.
Yin Xie Na Mei did not reply, but fell into deep thought.
The scene became quiet, and with a rare opportunity to breathe, Fujiwara Izaya quickly closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
The demonic power in his body has been completely sucked out by the Tiancongyun Sword, and his body is like a dry sea. The demonic power in the world will automatically gather here without him having to do anything.
After an unknown amount of time, Yin Xianami spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Son-in-law?" She was looking at Fujiwara Izaya.
Amaterasu kicked Fujiwara Izaya who had his eyes closed.
"ah?"
Fujiwara Izaya looked confused.
"Amaterasu chose you?" Yin Xie asked beautifully, with a profound look on her face.
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but think, "Why did you take it seriously when I just said it casually?"
Amaterasu, who was on the side, quietly poked Izaya Fujiwara with his elbow, a threatening gesture of "Don't back down now."
"Yes!" Fujiwara Izaya immediately changed his tone of affirmation.
Yin Zhenami stared at him meaningfully.
For some reason, even though the Mother Goddess did not release any pressure, Fujiwara Izaya could still feel an invisible pressure pressing into his soul.
"Mother, please come back." Amaterasu once again took a slightly lower stance, "Can you please keep the past grudges to settle with Takamagahara?"
Looking at the whole world, perhaps the only one who can make her pose like this is the Mother Goddess.
Yin Xie Na Mei didn't look at her, but looked at Fujiwara Izaya: "It's rare to go out, let's have another fight."
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya felt miserable.
"Amaterasu thanked mother." Amaterasu bowed before stepping aside.
"No, you..."
Fujiwara Izaya feels so tired.
Amaterasu looked at him with a faint look, and there was indescribable nobility in her autumn-like eyes.
"For the sake of the world, please do your best." She said shamelessly.
no!
Fujiwara Izaya's mouth twitched.
Isn't this human world what you Amaterasu should protect the most... What's the point of pushing me to be a little mountain god?
Amaterasu was too lazy to talk to him anymore, and all her power was withdrawn.
The light that shrouded her body suddenly dissipated, and darkness returned between the sea and the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely sinister aura suddenly hit his face, like a cold wind passing through.
Yin Xie Namei shouted low, black smoke rose up, and following her figure, it turned into a green-faced and fanged ghost and rushed towards her.
Fujiwara Izaya tightened his grip on Tian Cong Yun and slashed forward.
The black smoke turned into a ghost and surrounded Yin Xie's beautiful body. Her face in the black mist was still clear and extremely charming. It was hard to imagine that such a woman could be the master of the underworld.
The ghost and the sword collided instantly.
Thunder-like loud noises suddenly exploded, which was the vibration of the air being continuously detonated.
Fujiwara Izaya held the sword horizontally in front of his chest, his wrists numb and sore from the constant explosions. He poured the demonic power he finally recovered into the dagger, took a step forward and struck the black mist, and the black mist shattered and splashed.
In the eyes of onlookers, what was set off by that sword was a hundred-foot-high peak.
Yin Xie Namei looked calm, her eyes locked on him from afar.
With Amaterasu here, today's plan cannot continue, so it would be a good idea to vent his anger on his "son-in-law".
The dark fog overflowed from between her eyebrows, and the blood-red eyes glowed brightly, like two blood moons in the night sky.
The overflowing black mist formed peaks on the sea.
Countless ink-colored mountains rise out of thin air, linking the sea and sky, as if an ink painting is covering the entire world.
The mountains and rocks obscured Fujiwara Izaya's sight.
He kept swinging his sword, and the bright sword light cut through the mountains again and again, melting the ink. But as soon as one mountain collapsed, another mountain immediately rose up, and the mountains were like thousands of troops, surrounding him tightly.
.
Yin Xie's beautiful figure was hidden in it.
No need to wait for an opportunity, she just floated leisurely in the sky, looking at Fujiwara Izaya below like a headless fly. After a while, she probably felt that this was too bullying, so she took the initiative to suppress the demon's strength.
The state of respect.
The pressure around him suddenly relaxed.
Fujiwara Izaya felt that his opportunity had come.
He lowered his eyes, facing the thousands of mountain peaks, and slowly brushed the sword blade with his fingertips.
Tian Cong Yun's sword trembled slightly.
A high-pitched dragon roar came from the sword body.
A domineering and fierce sword intent suddenly appeared in the dark mountains, and the ax crashed down.
The mountains composed of countless underworld ghost energy collapsed and shattered under the sword energy.
Yin Xie's beautiful figure is light and moving.
She was mysterious and unpredictable, appearing next to Fujiwara Izaya, holding up a mountain with one hand and smashing it straight towards Fujiwara Izaya.
Fujiwara Izaya immediately released the realm of the mountain god.
He also turned into a mountain.
Mountains collide with mountains.
Amidst the loud noise, the mountain rocks shook down, and the ink-colored peaks were cracked by the impact of the mountain. Then he transformed into the Great Tengu, slashed with his sword, and more and more ink-colored mountains came in, swallowing up the sword light.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky and heavy rain poured down again.
Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, raindrops formed a curtain.
Tian Congyun met the mountains, cut off the water, and finally completely lost the drive of the demon power, turned into a white light and fell in the palm of Fujiwara Izaya. When his slender knuckles clasped the hilt of the sword, raindrops suddenly bounced
It opened and splashed into a vast mist.
The battle is gradually coming to an end.
Fujiwara Izaya was exhausted and suffered some skin injuries all over his body.
The black gold king's uniform was in tatters and was soaked with blood, making the look even more tragic.
On the deck, Mrs. Kasahara suddenly thought of something.
The reason why Amaterasu did this may be so that Fujiwara Izaya can convincingly sit in the position of chairman as a monster... With this thought in her mind, she turned her eyes and noticed the admiration and intolerance of everyone.
The suspicion in my heart became more and more firm.
High in the sky, Amaterasu yawned.
The scene is very exciting, it would be even better if you have a bag of melon seeds in hand.
"That's almost it."
Yin Xie Namei raised her hand and clapped it coldly.
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly raised his head.
Between the clouds, evil ghosts rushed toward us one after another, some with ferocious fangs, some with three heads and six arms... Their bodies were entangled with each other, and they screamed filial piety.
Those are all projections of Huangquan Kingdom.
The strange underworld air fell together with the rain.
Every line of rain carries fierce murderous intent, like arrows falling from the sky. If you dare to intercept it forcefully, you will definitely be riddled with holes.
Fujiwara Izaya gritted his teeth.
He closed his eyes and concentrated all his energy on the sword. The sound of the sword suddenly sounded, mixed with the sound of heavy rain, resounding throughout the world. He had no strength left, so he could only make the simplest sword strike with the smallest movement.
But the sword light was extremely bright, like a ray of rising sun.
The sword is like the rising sun, and he is like the rising sun.
The evil spirit and the sword collide.
Then, Fujiwara Izaya's fingertips were shaken to pieces by the sword hilt.
His body was also overwhelmed by the weight and fell from a high altitude to the sea.
Gan!
Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but curse.
That is the Mother Goddess, one of the few invincible beings... fight her with your head.
As his vision swayed, suddenly an extremely bright light floated over, like a flame burning in the darkness, crossing a bright and lonely track.
A pair of hands hugged Fujiwara Izaya's falling body.
An embrace as warm as the sun.
"Tired?"
"I said, if you keep reading, I will..."
Fujiwara Izaya kept chattering and was about to curse, but Amaterasu put a finger to his lips.
The Great God who was holding him leaned down and kissed his pale cheek. The long ink-colored hair fell on his neck, carrying the fragrance of vegetation.
"Okay, let's get some sleep."
Amaterasu ruffled his hair like he did to him when he was a child.
In an instant, it was as if the sky had cleared up after the rain, and the haze between heaven and earth had disappeared.
Many evil ghosts around Yin Xie Namei dispersed, and two white snowy arms like jade lotus roots were hugged in front of her chest.
Looking at Fujiwara Izaya who was hugged by his daughter, she raised her hand to tear her apart expressionlessly.
A huge crack opened in the sea, directly exposing the bottom of the sea. On the other side of the crack, there was a bright light, and there was a faint scene of undulating green mountains. It was another world... the kingdom of the dead.
"Next time you are so weak, I won't show mercy."
After saying this coldly, Yin Xie's beautiful figure fell straight towards the crack and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Ah, are you going back now?" Fujiwara Izaya's consciousness gradually faded, and Amaterasu's moving face came into his sight. He blinked hard and murmured: "She beat me so badly, Amaterasu
Auntie, won’t you help me take revenge?”
Amaterasu's delicate white fingers gently pressed his lips: "If you are weak, speak less, otherwise the Great Goddess will be angry. By the way, the next time you see the Mother Goddess, it won't be as easy as today.
, you will die ugly if you are so weak."
"Well..." Fujiwara Izaya held his eyelids hard, holding her waist with his hands and not wanting to let go, "Amaterasu Amaterasu is so warm, just like when she was a child..."
"Tell you to stop talking!"
Listening to Fujiwara Izaya's words, the corners of Amaterasu's mouth turned up a little unconsciously, but they soon calmed down again.
After flying back to the deck, she put Itohara Izaya down and said calmly: "Let go."
"oh."
Fujiwara Izaya released his hands around her waist.
"good."
Amaterasu smiled and touched his hair.
Fujiwara Izaya felt relieved, and his vision immediately went dark.
The energy he had forcibly cheered up dissipated, and after he regained his breath, Tian Congyun let go of his hand and fell on the deck with a snap, and he suddenly fainted.
"Fujiwara!"
Kawashima Meiji was the first to rush over.
Yukino Riho and others followed closely behind, and there was a commotion on the deck.
"Don't worry, he just lost his strength..." Amaterasu comforted him, "This battle will benefit him greatly. It won't be long before your husband is the Demon Lord..."
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The lights were dim and the candle shadows flickered.
Fujiwara Izaya woke up and looked at his hands. The injury had healed.
He turned his eyes and immediately saw Kawashima Miji sitting sideways on the bed, taking a nap.
Maybe she was worried because she seemed to be acting like a devil.
The beauty frowned and relaxed at times, and her body would tremble violently from time to time. Her plump body was about to slip to the ground. Fujiwara Izaya quickly reached out to grab her and pulled her into his arms.
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"Um……"
Kawashima Meiji frowned.
Her little hands were cold.
When Fujiwara Izaya held it, it felt like he was holding a piece of ice.
Kawashima Miji seemed to be sensing something while she was sleeping. She grabbed him with her backhand and held the two hands together like this. After that, her slightly frowning brows gradually loosened and her sleeping appearance became stable. Only that
He still held his hand tightly and refused to let go.
In the dark room, there was only one candle burning.
The candlelight was dim and the walls were illuminated slightly yellow.
Fujiwara Izaya glanced out the window, it was still pitch black and the stars were dim.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was past four in the morning.
Feeling like he could sleep for a while longer, he held Kawashima Miji's soft body and felt more comfortable than ever before.
There was a slight sound of the door opening in my ears.
Looking sideways, Yukino Riho walked in.
She also wore the same blue and white gradient dress, with a white collar embroidered with subtle colors, and a belt around her waist, which showed off her figure. The dim candlelight in the room made her look like a half-covered snow lotus, demure and quiet.
Brightness, holiness and beauty are perfectly blended together.
"Riho." Fujiwara Izaya called out.
"Ah, you finally woke up..."
Yukino Riho ran over immediately, with all the tenderness in the world in her eyes.
Although her figure is not as exaggeratedly beautiful as Mrs. Meiji or Chairman Kasahara, she is still slim and graceful, and her skin is the best, so delicate and smooth that it can be broken by a blow. Those small ears, even more
It's so cute.
"I woke up just now." Fujiwara Izaya replied with a smile.
Yukino Riho came to the bedside, took off her shoes and went up to hug him.
"Um?"
Kawashima Miji's sleep was disturbed and she woke up slowly.
Her skirt is now half untied, and her plump white thighs are resting on Fujiwara Izaya's legs.
Her long dark hair falls freely on her chest along her shoulders, and her sleeping face is extremely lazy and charming.
After seeing Fujiwara Izaya looking at her with a smile, Kawashima Miji subconsciously snorted to express her dissatisfaction.
Fujiwara Izaya put his arms around her waist, rested his head on her neck, and rubbed her soft hair slightly with the tip of his nose: "Is Mrs. Meiji crying?"
For a moment, Kawashima Meiji's thoughts were spinning, and countless emotions passed over her pretty face. She closed her eyes some more, her eyelashes trembling, and her mind was numb. Finally, she snorted coldly and said with disgust: "
You're just injured, but you're so rough, how can you be as bad as those rich young men?"
Fujiwara Izaya hugged her and said with a playful smile: "With a wife like you, who can be serious?"
"Divorce tomorrow!" Kawashima Miji said bitterly.
"Okay, I was wrong..." Fujiwara Izaya said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll be fine."
"Go away!" Kawashima Miji gently pushed him away.
Yukino Riho smiled softly.
Watching these two bickering was one of the happiest things for her.
"I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, just look..." Fujiwara Izaya hooked his fingertips, and a golden demonic fire appeared on his fingertips.
Under the unprecedented powerful demon power, Kawashima Miji's eyes turned red and her voice was hoarse: "It's better not to rely on the strength gained from injuries..."
Fujiwara Izaya immediately put away his demon power and kissed the tip of her eyebrow: "My wife is so cute."
Kawashima Meiji's face was slightly red, and she scolded: "I told you not to speak, can you hear me?"
Fujiwara Izaya stopped talking and looked at her quietly.
The clothes on his body were already in tatters, but he still smiled brightly and reassuringly, and his eyes never left Kawashima Miji.
She was still wearing the same purple dress, with her delicate feet bare. The dress was a little messy and couldn't even cover her round shoulders.
Fujiwara Izaya feels that Mrs. Miji is really beautiful, and the more she looks at her, the better she looks. This kind of beauty is not just about appearance, but a state of perfection in all aspects. At this moment, the temperament she exudes is already
It is completely different from when we first met. The depression and negativity in his eyebrows have long since dissipated, and now he is like a winter willow sprouting new buds, shining brightly all the time.
"...What's weird about me?" Kawashima Miji felt a little uncomfortable and didn't even bother to lose her temper.
Fujiwara Izaya nodded quickly: "Mrs. Meiji is very beautiful."
"Then..." Kawashima Miki paused, then suddenly pointed at Yukino Riho, "Which one is better-looking, Mrs. Miki or Mrs. Riho?"
"..."
"Um?"
Kawashima Miji looked unwilling to give up.
Yukino Riho smiled softly, and quietly stretched out her hand to squeeze Fujiwara Izaya's thigh, signaling him to quickly comply with Kawashima Miki's wishes.
Fujiwara Izaya received the message and immediately replied: "Of course Mrs. Miji is the most beautiful!"
"snort!"
Kawashima Meiji responded calmly.
Her attitude was very impatient, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, like a breeze lingering.
The couple just looked at each other silently, one pair of eyes as calm as inkstone, the other pair of eyes as clear as clear water, each other's reflections were clear and blurred.
After a while, Fujiwara Izaya smiled and asked: "Am I good-looking too?"
"Not at all!" Kawashima Miji pouted.
After a while, her eyes turned red again, and tears fell on the purple skirt, breaking into crystal petals.
"Why are you crying again?" Fujiwara Izaya held her cheek.
Kawashima Miji grabbed his wrist, leaned forward, and immediately hugged his body tightly.
"Ugh... you're so worrying," she pressed her head firmly against Fujiwara Izaya's shoulder, never wanting to be separated, "I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I've seen you hurt... ugh.
Wow, aren't you very powerful, why do you make me worry..."
"Okay, don't cry..."
Fujiwara Izaya patted her back and whispered her name softly.
At this time, Mrs. Meiji was not mature or stable at all, and she did not have the charm of an empress at all. She was just a little girl who was afraid of transition.
"By the way, Mrs. Mei Kee wants to know how energetic I am now?"
Kawashima Miji's thoughts were still a little scattered, but she consciously said softly: "Okay."
At this time, her face looked much better, as gentle as ruby.
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.
"Um...this is nothing..." Kawashima Miji's body protested instinctively, her hands struggled twice symbolically, and then she stopped resisting. After her body gradually softened, her watery eyes revealed the delicate beauty of the young man.