The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Shaking her head solemnly, Kanako said:

"I don't know what vampire you're talking about, but that breath is definitely the 'God Killing Spear' that's right... Hades! What do you say?"

"..."

Siji Eihime on the side had already escaped from the siege of Ozhu because of Yakumo Zi's intervention, but she was silent when asked by Kanako.

"It is impossible for anyone who has survived from the age of mythology not to know the evil gun used to punish the gods. Hades, as the 'god' of hell, it is impossible for you not to know?"

"...The breath is indeed correct."

Shiki Eihime's words made the atmosphere of the scene fall into dead silence again, Yakumo Zi's face was even more embarrassed, and Kanako's expression was resentful.

"but."

After pondering for a moment, Siji Yingji suddenly spoke again:

"That gun has been left in that era forever, and I don't think a weapon of this level can be passed on, even if it is used by another owner, is it impossible?"

"You mean... that human has also lived from the Age of Gods to today?"

"That's impossible."

Raising her hand to interrupt Kanako's wonderful conclusion, Yakumo Zi said lightly:

"Wu was also brought up by us, ahem, we watched him grow up, I can tell you clearly that he is only seventeen years old today."

"Even if the body is only seventeen years old, what about the soul?"

"Um……"

Siji Yingji's eyes darkened when she heard the words, the words were obviously asking her, after all, she is the King of Hades in charge of hell.

Kanako's eyes fell on Shiji Eiji as if she was scrutinizing her, which felt very unpleasant, but she still held back and did not have an attack.

The long river of memory began to flow, and Siji Yingji quickly recalled those unforgettable memories in her mind, and finally fixed on the figure of Fangcai Wuye holding the sharp gun...

"No, hell has not received such souls."

Shaking her head slowly, Siji Yingji deeply hid the only trace of doubt in her eyes, and said to Kanako lightly on her face:

"If it was a soul with the power to kill God, I would definitely not forget it so easily."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene fell into silence again. Kanako was thinking alone, while Zi Yakumo and Shiki Eihime were thinking about each other.

And You Xiang at the side also listened quietly for a while, with her half-covered face, it was hard to see what she was thinking.

Only Reimu was completely confused. She squatted aside and listened to the people talking about topics she couldn't understand at all. Seeing that everyone was speechless, she looked up at the still early sky:

Wu also didn't know where he went, why don't I go back and drink tea?At this moment, Reimu thought so.

As for Komachi, because she couldn't understand the conversation between the big people, she had already fallen asleep on the spot.

……

"pain……"

Rubbing his numb buttocks, Takeshi, who didn't know how high he fell from, couldn't understand the situation at this moment.

Originally, he was still in the middle of the battlefield, but was suddenly pulled by something, and then a feeling of dizziness came over him, and when he opened his eyes again, the surrounding scenery had changed drastically.

Looking at the familiar color in the sky, Wu Ye was slightly lost in thought:

"This is... the underworld?"

"Correct~"

A soft answer came from his ear, and there was a burst of applause from mosquitoes. Wu Ye heard the sound and looked, and the girl with cherry hair was watching him with a smile:

"Youyuko of Xixing Temple?"

It seemed that the person waiting for him was none other than the undead princess of the underworld, the master of his kendo teacher, Yuyuko Saigyoji.

"You can just call me Yuyuko, by the way, Wu Ye is younger than me, why don't you call me sister?"

Brushing her hair that was a little messed up by the wind, Yuyuko bounced up to her with childish footwork, and handed a white jade-like palm to her:

"Welcome to the underworld."

"...Is this line outdated?"

Although he still can't figure out the situation, Wu Ye is still faithfully performing the job of complaining:

"It's not the first time I've come to the underworld."

"Hey, is that so? That's the way it is."

There was a small surprise in his mouth, and the half-truth and half-false tone was clumsy and cute, but the slyness in the eyes turned that clumsiness into a playful tease.

"Speaking of which, this isn't the first time Wu Ye-jun and I have met, right? That should be the right way to say it—"

With a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, Yuyuko took the initiative to hold Wu Ye's hand:

"Long time no see, Wu Ye-jun."

Chapter 33 Flower Viewing