A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 320 313. Dancing
The Executive Bureau has surrounded the entire Bliss Hall, and roadblocks have been set up on all the roads going out. Those who escape from the Bliss Hall will be inspected, and those who have nothing to do with it can leave freely. The Executive Board will not embarrass them politely, but if Those who are on a certain list will be packed up and thrown into a truck for processing, and those who dare to resist will even be executed on the spot, because everyone on this list is a 'ghost', a mixed race with a dangerous bloodline, The purpose of the Sheqi Bajia this time is to clean up these people without mercy.

"Is there any action from Gao Tianyuan?" Yuan Zhisheng asked softly.

"No, it seems that we are worrying too much, and they really don't plan to intervene." The crow shook his head slightly.

"Um……"

Yuan Zhisheng nodded slightly, watching people fleeing in the mountains, countless luxury cars stuck on the bridge, and horns blaring.

A cigarette butt that was about to burn out fell from the top of the mountain, sparks hit the fuel, and Honglian's karma enveloped the entire Bliss Pavilion in an instant.

Yuan Zhisheng took the document handed over by Sakura and looked at it silently.

There are three names on the file, namely: 'King General: Unknown', 'Dragon King: Unknown' and 'Ryoma: Sakurai Kogure'.

This is the goal of their trip.

The leaders of the demons all use shogi pieces as their code names. Tachibana Masamune spent ten years investigating the identities of these people, but the real identities of the generals and the dragon kings are always a mystery.The gang loyal to the Onizu has never seen these two big men. The highest-ranking cadre of the Onikai known so far is Sakurai Kogure, code-named "Ryoma". People peek at her beauty, but she is actually a figure with a very high status among the ghosts.

The existence of General Wang has been put on Yuan Zhisheng's list with question marks, because Xuan Hao personally killed General Wang when he came to Japan two years ago.Yuan Zhisheng also checked the body himself, and it was indeed dead, but the 'Wang General' was still alive.

According to what Xuan Hao said had killed the king general at least three times, Yuan Zhisheng deduced that the so-called 'king general' might not be a single person, but a group, a group of people who controlled the fierce ghosts, just like the eight families of Snake Qi divided into eight. As for the family, as for how many people there are, he has no way to guess.

As for the dragon king of the fierce ghosts, Yuan Zhisheng has no clue, because this guy is more cautious than the king, and he hasn't shown his face so far.

The vermilion windows were also consumed by flames, and the wood bent and deformed and babbled.

"I can only walk here with you, please take care of yourself on the road ahead." Sakurai Kogure smiled and stared in front of her eyes.

But there was no one in front of her eyes, only a blood-red kimono was hanging on the hanger in front of the window.

The flames gradually spread, and the kimono fluttered in the flames, as if someone was wearing it and dancing lightly. He stepped on the red lotus fire, dancing the most beautiful dance in the world, and he fell forever.

Sakurai Kogure also danced with him, a faint smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth, her clear black pupils seemed to engrave the non-existent person in her eyes, even if the fire burned to ashes, she would always remember it, the fire light hit her body and made her It looks solemn and distant like a goddess, but also vague and ethereal like a moth to a flame.

"What is certain now is that Ryoma is here to face it?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at the burning pavilion and asked.

"Yes, but I don't know if Ryoma will escape into the mountains." Sakura said, "Maybe there may be an escape passage under the casino, after all, the Bliss Hall has stood here for many years."

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head slightly, and threw the document into the sea of ​​flames, "No, she didn't choose to escape. Did you hear that? She was singing, maybe the 'ghost' also has its own consciousness?"

There are no 'ghosts' in this world, and Yuan Zhisheng knows it.The so-called 'ghosts' are people who have been swallowed by power, and their family members...become 'ghosts' because they are dangerous, frightening, and unable to control the power.This is a curse that has existed since the birth of the Sheqi Bajia. Strictly speaking, according to the secret party's "Abraham Bloodline Contract", then the entire Sheqi Bajia except him who is the "emperor" has the blood of all other people. The problem is just whether the problem is serious or not.

Crow and Sakura were stunned for a moment, and they listened carefully, and sure enough, in addition to the creaking sound of burning, there seemed to be the sound of someone singing softly in the wind and fire.

It is an extremely charming female voice, singing the tune of Kabuki, but the lyrics are in Chinese.

Although Crow's Chinese is only at the level of 'Ni Hao, goodbye', even if he can't understand the lyrics, he can still hear the complex emotions in them, like sadness and relief, and the singing seems to be able to penetrate the soul.

Without gorgeous background music, Sakurai Kogure just sang this song that she had heard countless times.

"Tired and tired, the hairpin is a testament, which the Son of Heaven personally gave in the past;

Don't remember the style, talk to him, and be kind to you for a while;

Returning hairpins to Linqiong, three thousand weak water east, clouds red again;

The moon shadow has already melted away, and there are many paths;

I lost my way, looking back to nothing..."

Yuan Zhisheng listened quietly, and then slowly got up, "This is "Concubine Yang" sung by Tamasaburo Bando. I once heard him sing it live. You stay here, and I'll go down and talk to Ryoma."

"Hey hey hey! Boss, this is in the fire place! In case the building collapses, if something happens to you, we won't be enough to apologize!" Crow's face turned green, "If you don't think about me and Yasha, you should take care of Sakura Miss, think about it..."

"Shut up." Yabuki Sakura kicked the crow, her face flushed red by the fire seemed expressionless.

"Don't worry, this kind of fire won't kill me." Yuan Zhisheng brought up the spider, "Singing this kind of song alone in a building that is about to collapse should be thinking about someone in my heart, maybe I can find out something... "

Yuan Zhisheng pushed open the hot copper door with the scabbard.

The pavilion is surrounded by flames everywhere, the gauze curtains are burning, the carved wooden ladies are burning, and the playing cards all over the floor are burning and curling up. If it is not for the construction of the Bliss Pavilion, the wood used is treated with chemicals. The wood with good fire resistance, the building burned down long ago.

The fire scene is extremely hypoxic, and normal people will be choked and fainted if they can't hold on for a while, and then they will either be burned to death or die of suffocation.

But Yuan Zhisheng is different. He is the 'Emperor'. Except for that monster Xuan Hao, he thinks that there is no better hybrid than his blood, so he can not only move freely in the field of fire, but also smokes.

Pick up a burning card, light the cigarette in your hand, walk in the flames, and head towards the vermilion pavilion, where the singing comes from.

Gently pushing the door open, the voice became clearer and more pleasant.

The slow and obscure ancient Chinese libretto echoed in the burning Bliss Hall.

Sakurai Kogure's voice is very clear and her pitch is very accurate. She sings slowly and beautifully, as if she is intoxicated in her own world.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't bother her, although the whole building was burning with raging fire and would collapse at some point, but for some reason he couldn't bear to interrupt the singing of the woman in front of him.

Because it was so beautiful, more beautiful than any song and dance he had ever seen.

In the swaying firelight, the dancing figure is as gorgeous as a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon.

Sakurai Kogure didn't open her eyes until the dance music ended.

"The flashy dream, the three lives are insignificant, and the karma is gone;

Even if you are in love, why should we meet again? The earth is alive and well, whoever should be the passing water will flow eastward without end;
And keep Penglai Palace, far from impermanence, singing Qingping. "

A lone applause sounded in the burning flames, Yuan Zhisheng clapped his hands lightly, looking at the graceful and luxurious girl in front of him.

This is not the appearance of the 'Dragon Horse' he imagined. He thought it should be a poor man intoxicated with power and power, but what he saw was a girl with elegant temperament.

Sakurai Kogure was a little dazed when she heard the applause, she smiled and bowed to take the curtain call.

He is the point that she can't reach with all her efforts, just like the song "Concubine Yang" she sang will never be as good as he sang.

At this moment, she looked at Yuan Zhisheng who was applauding for her in front of her, familiar shadows overlapped, and she felt as if she was recognized by the pursuer.

Her eyes were a little blurred, and she smiled absently, "You're back..."

Yuan Zhisheng was taken aback for a moment, and Sakurai Kogure also reacted, and then a regretful smile appeared on his face, "Welcome."

Her smile made Yuan Zhisheng hesitate for a moment. Is the girl with such a beautiful smile really a 'ghost'?

The answer was yes, and he quickly discarded the last trace of pity in his heart.

He came here to fight against the fierce ghosts... The current situation of the Eight Snake Qi Clans has no time to sympathize with the fallen clansmen.

Sakurai Kogure looked at Yuan Zhisheng with a smile, she was holding a wooden knife with a white sheath in her hand, it didn't look like a lethal one, it was more like an ornament.

"You are Mr. Minamoto, the current patriarch of the Saki Hachi Family, right?" The smile on Sakurai Kogure's face gradually became professional, and she asked Minamoto in front of her, as if entertaining a guest from afar , didn't care at all that they were all in flames at the moment.

"Are you Ryoma?" Yuan Zhisheng reconfirmed, looking at the young girl in front of him, maybe he was also afraid in his heart that if he mistaken the person.

"Yes, I'm Sakurai Kogure, the Ryoma of the demons." Sakurai Kogure nodded lightly, "Are you here to kill me?"

"No... I think we can talk," Yuan Zhisheng didn't pull out the spider, "Are you alone here? Or is it that the Dragon King and the King will treat you as an abandoned son?"

"No, there are no king generals or dragon kings here." Sakurai Kogure shook his head slightly, "The group of fierce ghosts has come to an end, and there is only one ghost left here, and that is me."

"Are you trying to carry everything on someone's back?" Yuan Zhisheng said, "It's meaningless to do so... I can tell that there is a person hidden in the song from your singing. At this time, you still think about him, Presumably that person must be very important to you? Is he the Dragon King or the King General?"

"I told you, I'm the only one here." Sakurai Kogure still had a professional smile on his face.

"Actually, you don't have to die for anyone. Our purpose is to find out the person behind it. Although we don't know what he is planning, it must be very dangerous. If we continue to let it go, many people will die," Yuan Zhisheng said. Say, "If you will tell us, I promise you that your life will be secured and your freedom will be assured."

"Freedom? You put my kind in prison, but now you say you want to give me freedom? Don't you think it's ridiculous?" The smile on Sakurai Kogure's face changed, and it became a little mocking, "Your patriarch is really a good person, do you think Knowing the identity of Dragon King and King General is to save the world? How great... Do you know what we call people like you?"

Yuan Zhisheng was slightly taken aback.

"A hypocrite." Sakurai Kogure pointed the wooden knife in his hand at Yuan Zhisheng, "Saving all living beings is just a psychological comfort you give yourself, and giving me freedom is just a means to achieve your goal. In fact, what you long for deep in your heart What exactly is it? Can you say with a clear conscience that you are really a great man with the world in mind?"

"..." Yuan Zhisheng fell silent.

"Can't you? In fact, we are all the same, it's just that we are forced to take different paths." Sakurai Kogure smiled indifferently, "The path you are forced to take is called 'justice', and We can only choose 'evil', this is the path we were born with! You are the great Amaterasu, you will always stand in the sun, and you can only stand in the sun..."

"You will never feel the coldness of the night, because this world doesn't allow it!" Sakurai Kogure took out a small emerald green cup and wooden box from his big sleeve, and broke off the last dark purple potion in the wooden box Pour it into a cup, "As moths in the dark, we are destined to jump into the fire and be burned to death, but you can only be bound in the sun and suffer from the scorching sun."

"No!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted when he saw her movements.

The spider cut out its sheath and rushed towards Sakurai Kogure like lightning, but it was too late.

"Respect this sad fate." Sakurai Komu looked up to the sky and drank the potion in the cup, with a relieved smile on her face, as if as long as she drank this cup of wine, everything would be over.

In the burning flames, the butterfly spreads its wings, which are composed of wind and fire. The burning butterfly wings are poignant and gorgeous.

Yan Ling·Wind Dance.

Through the sparks, Yuan Zhisheng saw the black and purple blood crawling up from Sakurai Kogure's white neck, and soon reached the face, like swarms of thin snakes, making her originally beautiful face a little bit ferocious.

The cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the fragments illuminated by the fire reflected Sakurai Kogure's distorted face.

A drop of crystal tears fell on the fragments, Sakurai Kogure leaned against her head, her long hair covered her cheeks, maybe it made her a little sad to see her own ugly face reflected on the fragments, at this moment she finally became The real evil spirit no longer has the face to face the man he loves so much.

"It's really ugly..."

She raised her head, with a hint of unwillingness in her golden pupils, she looked at Yuan Zhisheng in front of her, "Fortunately, it wasn't him standing in front of me."

"I'll wipe it!" The crow roared anxiously, rushing down the hillside.

Yabuki Sakura was faster than him.

They thought that Yuan Zhisheng's persuasion to capitulate failed and they should slash the opposite side. After all, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have made a lot of determination to come here, but now they realized that their boss always softened when he shouldn't. I'm not suitable to be a bullshit parent!

This time it was fun. Hearing the screams coming from the fire, they knew something was wrong without even thinking about it.

Violent metal impact sounded in the fire field, as if something collided together, what could collide head-on with 'Huang'?Runaway 'ghost'?That must be a ghost with a very high bloodline!

A fierce battle obviously broke out in the Bliss Pavilion, and Yuan Zhisheng was dragged inside.Mmp in the crow's heart, it's okay to burn the dragon and horse of the fierce ghosts inside, anyway, I guess most of them are crazy, so they didn't plan to come out, but it wouldn't be fun if they burned their boss to death... It doesn't matter if he and Yasha cut seppuku , Ms. Sakura, a girl wants to have seppuku too, so what can I do?
Sakura and Crow ran towards the fire scene. The Bliss Pavilion was already on the verge of collapse. The flames almost covered the entire corner. The tongue of fire rising into the sky was like the breath of a giant dragon, as if it could swallow all life.

Crow and Sakura went in with ease. They thought it would be easy, and thought they could just push the door, but now that they get closer, they realize how difficult it is!Compared with the "Emperor" Yuan Zhisheng, they are not a bit worse.

Such a fire is enough to kill most of the hybrids, including them of course!
Before they rushed inside, they were forced to retreat by the flames.

The high-temperature air of more than 100 degrees makes it difficult for them to breathe, and they will be burned if they touch the slightest flame.

"Be careful!" The crow grabbed Sakura's wrist, fearing that the girl would lose her mind because she was worried about Yuan Zhisheng's safety. The fire scene here is not something the two of them can rush into. If they go in, maybe Yuan Zhisheng will be able to come out. Because save them into a more serious crisis.

But Sakura ignored him, turned her head and rushed into the flames. Compared with Yuan Zhisheng's life, her life was insignificant.

"Hey Hey hey!"

The crow hurried to follow and tried to pull her back.

And then...then the two of them were surrounded by flames together.

"Wan Duzi..." Crow's face was extremely ugly, this time it was fun.

They are now caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Hey... the young people nowadays, what can't they think about at a young age?"

A hoarse voice sounded behind the two of them.

Sakura and Crow wanted to turn their heads vigilantly, but before their necks could move, two wrinkled hands rested on their shoulders respectively.

An inexplicable fear rose in the crow's heart. Who could walk behind them silently?Although their bloodlines are not as good as Yuan Zhisheng's, as Yuan Zhisheng's retainers, their strength can be regarded as acceptable in the Sheqi Ba Family except for a few patriarchs.

Before the crow could figure it out, he felt his body fly up.

"I wipe?"

Not only did he fly up, even Sakura also flew up.

It was the man who threw it!

The crow understood that it was the figure that appeared suddenly, and threw herself away, and then threw Miss Ying over, with such ease as if she had thrown two balls of paper at random.

The crow fell heavily on the ground outside the fire scene, and it wasn't over yet.

The man's precise throw made Sakura land on him accurately.

"puff……"

The crow spit out a mouthful of saliva from being hit. If Sakura, as a ninja, hadn't strictly controlled her weight not to exceed 50kg, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

(End of this chapter)