Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 107 Sister-in-law is coming to Tokyo
The sea was calm.

But Fang Zuo suddenly felt dry mouth.

The spiritual energy in his body was churning restlessly.

More than a dozen violent auras actually dared to follow his divine thoughts and invade his mind.

The Nascent Soul that was cultivating its breath in the body suddenly opened its eyes.

The spiritual energy in his body surged and could no longer be restrained.

"Where did this evil god's spirit come from? How dare it come to disturb me?" Fang Zuo sneered.

The divine consciousness is displayed.

Follow these spirits.

Push back against it.

The overwhelming spiritual pressure rushed into the sword mark.

Like a full bucket of water, it suddenly poured down, washing away the dust on the small porcelain bowl.

In an instant, more than a dozen souls rushed out from the sword marks.

Fang Zuo clenched his fist lightly.

Endless spiritual pressure confines this sea area.

A pinch of magic formula.

Several golden lights flew out from his hands and wrapped around these souls.

It was tied tightly into a big golden ball and collected by Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo carefully examined the dozen or so souls in the golden ball.

His eyes narrowed.

The incense is extremely strong and pure.

The largest soul has a clear imprint of heaven and earth, which vaguely confirms the heaven and earth of this island country.

This is not some evil god.

It seems that they are all registered canons in Japan and are recognized as authentic gods by this world!
And judging from the purity of the incense.

The biggest soul is still an old-fashioned righteous god.

The years are extremely long!

Fang Zuo slowly exhaled.

original.

Those who are fighting that man here are truly a group of righteous gods from the island nation!
Then he killed them all with one sword at the bottom of the sea!

But because these marks of heaven and earth are still there.

It refuses to be destroyed!

The man left.

Carrying the hopes of all cultivators, break the sky with one sword!
The South Gate of Heaven opened wide, leading him away and into the Heavenly Palace!
The man came back again.

In this strange and small world, destroy all gods with one sword!

After cutting off the souls of these righteous gods, he put away his sword and left, disappearing without a trace!
Fang Zuo felt tired.

The wanton use of spiritual power caused the Nascent Soul, which had not yet recovered, to become somewhat exhausted.

He took these broken souls into his body.

Strip away the imprints of heaven and earth and the incense.

Thoroughly refine the remaining pure energy.

After running through several big cycles.

Dozens of filling pleasures continuously washed over the Nascent Soul.

Then disappear.

The remaining dozen or so seals of heaven and earth of varying sizes, with incense burning on them, huddled beside the Nascent Soul.

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Inside the Sapporo Shrine in Hokkaido.

There was a loud bang.

A high-ranking Shinto priest suddenly opened his eyes.

He stumbled and crawled towards the shrine in front.

The dozen or so god tablets in the shrine were broken into pieces.

The high-ranking priest stood up trembling.

He stretched out his old hand and picked up the fragments in the shrine.

After confirming again and again.

He screamed loudly, "Hurry and inform all the major shrines that the soul of the god Sukunahiko has been completely annihilated, and the souls of other gods have also been annihilated."

Inside Meiji Jingu Shrine in Shibuya, Tokyo.

An old man wearing a white priest's uniform and with various dark tattoos on his body was sitting in the shrine with his eyes closed, praying.

"The Grand Priest," a servant approached, prostrating himself on the ground and weeping bitterly, "News has come from the Sapporo Shrine in Hokkaido. The spirits of all the gods, including the god Sukhohena, have been completely annihilated."

The old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The cloudy eyes shot out a sharp light.

"I haven't received any feedback from these righteous gods for so many years. I didn't expect..."

"How did they disappear?"

The chief priest stood up and put on his white priest hat.

"Notify the major shrines, including Ise Grand Shrine, Nikko Toshogu Shrine, and Izumo Taisha Shrine, to immediately prepare for the Tokyo Kanda Festival to select this generation's son of God."

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A suburb of Ota Ward, Tokyo.

In a large manor with luxurious decoration.

Abe Noja, wearing a tight-fitting yoga suit in red bean paste color, got out of the Rolls-Royce.

Strolled in.

Seductive and sexy.

She wore a small red vest that revealed part of her waist, shoulders and arms.

European-style makeup, bean paste-colored lipstick of the same color, and long wavy hair draped over the exposed, smooth back.

A pair of diamond studs on the ears.

Two deep arcs arched out from the opening of the tight vest at the chest.

The plump and full buttocks stretched the yoga pants into the shape of a red heart.

Two plump wine glass legs are tightly wrapped in yoga pants, with obvious bracket lines.

Abe Noja was wearing high-heeled sandals and standing with her instep straight.

Walking in various postures.

With every step, the leg muscles inflated the thin fabric, and the lines were extremely smooth and toned.

The two plump and full buttocks behind her were rolling up and down, creating waves of flesh.

In the hall of the manor
Hundreds of Abe family members, wearing black mourning clothes, knelt in an orderly manner on both sides.

At the end of the hall decorated in European style.

A huge deity tablet stands in the large shrine.

A group of tribesmen wiped their tears and cried loudly.

The family elder recently received news from the shrine about an ancestral tablet enshrined by the Abe family at the Sapporo Shrine in Hokkaido.

Broken.

The gods of Abe's ancestors were annihilated from then on.

All the tribesmen burst into tears as if the sky had fallen.

'Tap. Tap tap.'

The crisp sound of high heels rang out on the marble floor.

Everyone looked up in surprise.

Who is so rude as to dare to attend the memorial service wearing high heels?

When they saw the person coming at the door and her clothes, they were all stunned.

"Abe Nosuke!" An old man at the front stood up and pointed a trembling finger at Abe Nosuke. "How dare you come to the memorial service dressed like this? How audacious!"

"What else? Like you? What's the point? He's dead anyway, old man. Forget it. Who are you trying to show off to?"

Abe Nojaku sneered, his left hand elegantly supporting his right elbow, and his right hand lifted up to his right shoulder.

Kinnosuke Asai behind him hurriedly handed over a lit cigarette.

Abe Nojaku held it in his hand, took a deep breath, and blew out smoke rings while looking at the shrine.

Another old man stood up and said, "But this is, after all, a memorial service for the annihilation of the ancestral spirits. In front of the spirits, you must maintain respect no matter what."

"Respect?" Abe Noque sneered, "I only respect those who can give me something in return. What's there to respect about a weak ancestor like this who would be annihilated even if he became a god?"

All the tribesmen looked up at Abe Nojaku in disbelief, with angry expressions on their faces.

"You...you are simply a traitor." Another old man stood up, a ray of light flew up behind him, and a black samurai sword slowly emerged.

Abe Nojaku held a cigarette between the fingers of his right hand, slightly opened his red lips, and snorted coldly.

Several huge forces rose up from behind him, crushing the samurai sword to pieces.

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"I confiscated his branch's shares in the Abe family's industrial enterprises."

Abe Noque glanced coldly at his family members and said, "If anyone else wants to accuse me, I welcome them."

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look her in the eye.

Abe Nojaku's gaze slowly returned to the two old men. "You two? Huh?"

The two old men felt a chill in their hearts, sighed, and slowly sat down: "After all, you are our head of the family, we have no objection."

"Heh." Abe Noja walked into the shrine in high heels.

Step, step, step.

After approaching, he picked up the god tablet, looked at it, and casually threw it on the shrine table: "You can't even protect yourself, and you still want me to respect you."

"Next time, don't call me for such boring things." Abe Nojaku blew out a smoke ring elegantly and turned around suddenly.

The huge fat buttocks in the yoga pants shook up and down in protest.

"You guys should also disperse. As members of the Abe family, make good money for the family."

In the basement of Chiyoda Park Villa.

Abe Noja, who had just returned, knelt on the ground devoutly.

Changed into a white kimono.

Looking at the coffin in the Shi Gen Dragon-Chopping Formation, it was still constantly absorbing the incense from the Meiji Shrine above.

A yellow talisman on the coffin fell off again and slowly combusted.

Abe Nojaku's bare face without makeup was full of enthusiasm.

"You're right. The so-called gods are just parasites that only eat incense."

"Equally weak, equally annihilated!"

"Everyone, every self, must be his own god!"

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Fang Zuo was sitting on the Shinkansen returning early in the morning.

The harvest this time was enormous.

After refining the spirit and soul, regulate your breathing along the way.

The condition of the Nascent Soul has improved a lot.

Not only that.

Fang Zuo noticed that after just a few days, the concentration of spiritual energy around him had increased again.

Although the degree of improvement is too small, almost non-existent.

But it is still a very abnormal phenomenon.

Turn on your phone.

Many text messages from Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

He patiently recounted the various trivial things that happened to him.

Ask Fang Zuohui if he will come back for dinner.

Share your happiness with Fang Zuo.

When he met a disgusted congressman, he hid in the bathroom and cursed Fang Zuo.

He also secretly took some ugly photos of them and sent them to Fang Zuo with a smile.

Posting various things that happened during the day.

What a disgusting food.

The fruit is so sweet.

There are also various photos and selfies.

I never asked Fang Zuo to reply to my text messages.

However, Yingkong Kurumi's various text messages of missing her were sent late at night.

It seems I have been busy all night and haven't slept.

Every time I feel like biting Fang Zuo.

Hoping Fang Zuo would call back.

Then he sent Fang Zuo some horrifying photos of the crime scene.

He took a selfie making a face.

Pouting.

There is only one piece of information about Hebei Caiya.

[I've learned how to use the computer to check out. Hmm. Am I smart?]

There was a strange text message in the middle.

【Are you there? 】

And then there was no further text.

Fang Zuo was suspicious. Who was this?

There is another one below that was marked as sister-in-law's not long ago.

[Sister-in-law: Fujino, I'm going to Tokyo for some business in a few days. I'll let you know the exact time. Remember to pick me up at the airport.]

Fang Zuo touched his chin.

This guy.

I heard that I had an aunt, so how come there is also a sister-in-law?

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