Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Seimei pursed her sakura-colored lips, her tone was flat.

"The people outside [Bianhai] didn't show up?"

Beside him, Yuan Boya was standing with a long knife in hand.

In front of him was an endless stretch of pure black.

"The shock of Bianhai is brand new every time."

Boya stood on the edge of the endless black ocean, looking into the distance.

"Sunny."

"Ok?"

"Is there anything on the other side of the sea?"

"You asked me again, how did the previous me answer?"

"You said you didn't know."

"Now I don't know either."

"Ha, Qingming. You clearly know that [Bianhai] will come outside, so don't lie to me."

"It's not me who knows. It's the white fox who knows."

"White fox? It is said that Seimei's..."

"Mother? Boya, you are really a gentleman. If you want to count, you can indeed be said to be my mother."

"Count it up?"

"You're asking too many questions, Boya! That's not a gentleman."

After chatting for a while, Boya was relieved to see that Qingming was not upset about not doing a good job.

"Bo Ya!"

"Hey, what's the matter, Seimei."

"Do you think it's not too serious if I'm not upset?"

"Can yin and yang techniques still hear the voice of the heart?"

"Your expression is too obvious! Although it is true that there are yin and yang techniques that can hear the voice of the heart."

"Is it serious? I don't think you're in a hurry!"

"Do not."

Seimei turned his head, and looked at Yuan Boya with fox-like eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.

Then he said in a strange low voice.

"It's just that things have exceeded my worst expectations, and I don't even need to worry."

"what?!"

As a samurai, Boya immediately reacted: "Where will this matter affect? ​​Kyoto?"

"Do not."

"That is not bad."

Boya let out a long breath.

"It's not just Kyoto, but it will affect the whole world! If we say things like the destruction of the world, it's also within my sight."

While speaking, Ampere Qingming suddenly turned his head and looked at his close friend Yuan Boya—the blood-red light in the vertical pupils was faintly visible.

"Do you still think it's okay?"

"Ok?"

Seimei laughed again.

"I'm joking. Although it is troublesome, it is still within the estimate. Maybe there is a surprise."

He turned around, looked over Boya's tall and thin shoulders, and looked at the land of the Japanese archipelago in the distance.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a mountain that is not too high.

"What's the name of that mountain?"

Seimei asked casually.

Boya followed his gaze and looked into the distance.

"I don't know, even I don't know this kind of geographical knowledge."

Hearing his answer, Seimei closed his eyes, as if he was falling asleep.

After a while.

He whispered, "It's Yanlu Mountain."

In the next second, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.