Chapter 465 The group is full of pets, the end of the Fujiyama family [1 more]

  “!!”

   is still the eight characters without waves, but it is extremely terrifying in the ears of everyone in the Fujiyama family.

   The three thousand Onmyoji of the Fujiyama family are likened to a spark of fire, and only Yuwu can speak and have the strength to do it.

   Who is this man? !

  Evolutionaries and Onmyojis have always been well-watered and never in conflict with each other.

  When did such an S-rank evolutionary appear in the evolutionary world?

   rushed into their Fujiyama family without a word, is it really not afraid of being judged by the evolutionary alliance? !

   Countless questions kept circling in the Great Elder's mind, but he couldn't ask a single one, his eyes were splitting: "Fourth!"

   This man actually dared to do it in front of them!

   Yu Xiheng raised his hand again, this time it was the fifth elder who was caught.

   He asked again, his tone indifferent: "Where is she?"

  “…”

   Silence, dead silence.

   The several Onmyoji who gathered under the order of the Fujiyama clan head were all terrified at this moment.

   There are indeed more than 3,000 Onmyoji masters in the Fujiyama family, but 70% of them are below the fourth rank.

   These onmyoji may have made achievements in the astrolabe, face and feng shui, but basically they have no fighting power, and even because they practice the power of yin and yang and five elements all the year round, their physique will be weaker than ordinary people.

  Onmyoji are not good at melee combat, so naturally they can't compare with evolutionists who go in the direction of battle.

   Two more elders died, and they were both Yin-Yang Celestial Masters. The loss of the Fujiyama family was too heavy.

   Looking at Yu Xiheng, he saw that there was no fluctuation, as if nothing could touch him.

   Still water is the real terror.

  Patriarch Fujiyama's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a "thump", and his body began to tremble.

   "Plop, plop—"

   There was another sound of kneeling, and everyone in the Fujiyama family was shrouded in fear and could hardly breathe.

The second elder also knelt down and kept kowtowing: "My lord! My lord, she is really no longer at Fujiyama's house. She has already left. I swear to God that I will never lie. Damn!"

  The owner of Fujiyama also said in a trembling voice: "Sir, she was kidnapped by Yuanmingchi! This Yuanmingchi was born on the top of the cloud. We are not opponents at all, and we don't know where she was taken by Yuanmingchi."

   He also had the idea of ​​a misfortune in his heart.

   If Yuan Mingchi and this mysterious man were to face each other, they would lose both if they didn't die.

   And sure enough, after Patriarch Fujiyama finished saying those words, a greater sense of oppression came.

   The Onmyoji with weak constitution has been forced to fall to the ground.

  The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

   "Three thousand red dust is like a dream, after another spring, there is only one person..."

   The sudden ringing of the mobile phone broke the condensed atmosphere, causing everyone to be stunned for a moment, followed by numbness on the scalp and horrified hair.

  Who is so bold to call at this time?

   But the head of the Fujiyama family and several elders discovered that this handsome man who turned all beings upside down suddenly restrained the terrifying aura around him.

  Yu Xiheng glanced at the terrified Fujiyama family, he paused his fingers before picking up the phone.

   "Ninth brother, have you gone to Fujiyama's house? I came out. I just finished calling Shen Ying, wait for me, I'll find you."

   Familiar voice.

   Breathing was not disturbed either.

   Yu Xiheng closed her eyes and let out a slow breath.

   He only knew that she was in the same situation as him, but he didn't know what happened to her, which caused her strength to decline.

   The incident happened suddenly, but he was not by her side, so he couldn't bear it in any event.

fine.

   "Okay." He gave a very low laugh, "I'll be waiting for you to pick me up."

   "There is a well in the back street of their house." Si Fuqing was running, "You wait for me there, I'll come right away."

   "Well." Yu Xiheng's eyelashes moved slightly and said, "See you later."

   After the call ended, the oppressive aura finally faded away.

  The man turned around, the blood was still dripping down his white fingertips, but he seemed to be unaware and just left.

   Everyone in the Fujiyama family was completely unable to return to their senses, their nerves were burning, and their hearts were pounding.

  Yuan Mingchi attacked ruthlessly, but not many people were killed.

   And this man they have never seen before is the real God of Killing!

   is obviously a noble and elegant man, but he is so terrifying when he starts.

  Tonight, the Fujiyama family was bloodbathed twice, and the high-level combat power was almost slaughtered.

  The elder suddenly regretted agreeing with Shizuya Fujiyama's plan, imprisoned Si Fuqing in the Fujiyama family, and used her luck to nourish the entire family.

The attractiveness of    The Daughter of Luck is really big enough, not to mention a Yuanmingchi, and another S-level evolutionary.

   I don't know who called the previous phone call, and it saved their lives at a critical moment.

  Fujiyama Patriarch raised his head tremblingly, crying and laughing: "Elder, what should we do?"

   With so many high-level fighting forces dead, let alone the Fujiyama family rushing into the Liberty Continent, it is a question whether they can even be ranked among the four major Yin-Yang families in Dongsang!

  The Fujiyama family has become accustomed to being domineering in the past few years, and has established many enemies, but because of their strength, these people dare not be 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 it?

   The elder looked pale and his voice was trembling: "First, clean up this place first. We will discuss the rest of the matter from a long-term perspective. If we can hide the news, we will try our best to hide it."

   Although he said that, the Great Elder also knows that the other three families can know that the Fujiyama family has experienced a catastrophe just by looking at the astrolabe.

   It is impossible to hide at all.

   After a while, the other Onmyoji stood up, supporting each other.

   Even if they didn't want to admit it, after this time, the Fujiyama family's soaring hope was completely dashed.

  **

   Here, Yu Xiheng just left the Fujiyama house.

   The night is still deep, and the stars and the moon are getting brighter and brighter.

   "Sir!" At this moment, an eager voice sounded from behind him, respectfully, "Dare to ask your lord, but is the emperor's destiny, the owner of the crape myrtle luck?"

   The speaker is the ancestor of the Xia Chuan family.

   After chasing that powerful luck, he even chased all the way to Fujiyama's house, and then he saw a scene that shocked him.

  The Fujiyama family was slaughtered!

   Xia Chuan's ancestors were terrified. If their Xia Chuan family accidentally provokes the owner of the emperor's fate, the end may only be worse than the Fujiyama family.

   Yu Xiheng glanced at him lightly.

   There is no emotion at this glance, but the backlog is deep.

   "Sir, calm down." Xia Chuan's old ancestor shook his body and saluted again, "It's just that I was watching the stars at night and found that someone who didn't know what was right offended you, so I came to check."

   Yu Xiheng didn't say anything and left.

   After he left, the ancestor of Xia Chuan seemed to have lost his strength, leaning against the tree next to him, panting heavily.

   Yu Xiheng went around the back street of Fujiyama's house, far away, 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 unreal.

  Si Fu heard the footsteps, immediately patted Hui Hui on his body, jumped up and ran over: "Ninth Brother, are you alright?"

   "No." Yu Xiheng looked at her carefully, paying close attention to every inch of her body.

   "I'm fine, really fine, someone rescued me just now." Si Fuqing lowered his head, feeling very guilty, "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

   Just a few minutes ago, Shen Ying called her back and said that Yu Xiheng had arrived at Qingdu, and there was a 90% chance that she went to Fujiyama's house.

   With his temperament, he is usually as light as water, but at this time, cruelty is not enough to describe him.

   "Yeah." He raised his clean left hand, touched her head, smiled faintly, "Don't say sorry to me, if something happens to me, you will come too, won't you?"

   "Of course!" Si Fuqing frowned, seeing the blood on his hands, "But you are still injured, I will bandage you."

   She took out the gauze she was carrying and pulled his right hand.

   "The blood of others is not mine." Yu Xiheng was indifferent and didn't care much.

   "Don't move." Si Fuqing pinched his wrist, "You can't get your hands dirty with other people's blood, what a beautiful hand, you say so."

   She carefully wiped the blood from her palms and fingers, looking serious.

   Yu Xiheng lowered her eyes, her eyes darkened.

   "It's clean." Si Fuqing picked up his hand and looked at it again, "There is blood on the clothes too, go back and wash it."

   He didn't answer this sentence, but suddenly lowered his head, stared into her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Can I hug you?"

   The estrus and the ritual.

  The way of a gentleman is profound.

   "Okay." Si Fuqing was stunned and nodded, "Wait for me to pick up the bag, I'll get to you in a while."

   She took off her bag, took the initiative to stretch her arms around him, and apologized again: "I'm sorry for worrying you."

   Yu Xiheng's body trembled slightly.

   She has a girl's unique softness, warm and waxy, as light as the evening wind, and as ethereal as a white cloud, with a reassuring power.

  Yu Xiheng closed her eyes, and the violent aura in her bones was gradually suppressed.

   It seems that only by holding her like this can he feel that she is real.

  Time is quiet and beautiful

   After an unknown amount of time, he let go of her and stood up straight.

  Si Fuqing raised his head: "Okay?"

   "Yes." Yu Xiheng smiled lightly, "Go home."

  Si Fuqing stood up and put on his bag: "Let's go, let's go back, Ning Ning and the others are in a hurry."

  **

the other side.

   After confirming that there was no hidden danger in Si Fuqing's body, Yuan Mingchi let her go.

   He went to a bar, mixed a few glasses of wine slowly, wiped the long knife he carried with him, put on new plain clothes, and then set off again.

   The morning light was faint, and the sky was slightly white.

  The Fujiyama family is still gloomy and bleak.

  Genming Pond stepped into Fujiyama's house for the second time in such an atmosphere.

   The new outfit made him look more like a jade-like boy who came out of an ancient scroll.

   can be reflected in the eyes of the Fujiyama family who saw him attack with the Orochi Orochi before, it is the real evil ghost of Huangquan.

  The guards are holding weapons, their legs are

   trembling.

   It's only been a few hours before Yuanmingchi came again!

   The daughter of luck has been taken away by him, what else does he want to do?

  Yuan Mingchi with his hands behind his back, with a clear smile, he said lightly: "You can't stop me, and I won't take your lives, 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, and now the Fujiyama family is in decline and unable to recover. They simply hit the stone with an egg.

As soon as   Gen Mingchi said this, the guards rolled and scrambled away.

  Yuan Mingchi walked in and couldn't help being a little surprised.

  Who went to Fujiyama's house again after he left?

   But it doesn't matter, this was his plan originally.

   At this time, several ancestors of the Fujiyama family were also alerted and went out one after another.

   There is the **** of misfortune, the eight-headed snake, and they are not the opponents of Yuanmingchi at all.

"Yuanmingchi!" The ancestor of the Fujiyama family was hoarse and his eyes were red, "Have you forgotten that Liberty Island cannot interfere in other areas? You want to destroy my Fujiyama family, do you want to enter the Holy Light Judgment? ?!"

   The Holy Light Judgment is not a place that ordinary people can enter, but those who enter, will not look like a human when they come out.

   Even if Yuanmingchi is the fifth disciple of the top of the cloud, he can't escape the punishment of the Holy Light Judgment for killing like this.

  Yuan Mingchi did not even frown: "It doesn't matter."

  The ancestors of Fujiyama paled in horror.

   Yuan Mingchi is crazy? !

   At this moment, a cold voice sounded without any emotion.

   "He can't do it, what about me?"

   It was a woman in a black battle suit, carrying a long sword on her back.

   At this moment, the long sword was unsheathed, the cold light flickered, and the second cold breath enveloped the entire room.

   This breath made Yuanmingchi feel familiar.

   Sky Cong Cloud Sword!

   Deadwood Bright Moon.

   Sixth Senior Brother: Not only was I snatched away, but I didn’t have a partner :)

   This world is too cruel for Brother Six

   *

   Some people say that other powerful Onmyoji can see that His Majesty is the emperor's destiny, but Qingqing can't see it as a bug.

   I wrote it from the very beginning, and I wrote it very clearly. Qingqing is a pure fighting type Onmyoji. She is not good at the basic feng shui and astrology of Onmyoji~

  

  

   (end of this chapter)