People in hell, boss four seasons

"Is it trouble from the void?"

This is the same as the original situation in the soul world. The world itself is unable to reverse the situation and can only hope for external forces.

"I have no way of knowing this, but when I left, Izanami told me that that little girl is as important as you."

……

In the depths of the secluded Yellow Spring, the dirty river water is engulfed in maggots and flows wantonly. In a dark corner, a dry human figure trembles slightly.

"Izanami, I can feel your weakening, your body won't last long."

The illusory voice carried obvious malice, and the darkness seemed to overwhelm the crumbling body at any time.

"Shut up for me, old man, don't show these little tricks out to embarrass yourself!"

There is firmness in weakness, and the will of the gods shines brightly in the dark.

"Hmph, don't be so stubborn, Izanami, no one knows better than me how weak your body is. Those high gods have long forgotten you. I don't understand what you are still insisting on?"

"You don't need to know the meaning, you just need to know that as long as I still exist, you can only be trapped in the underworld"

Chapter 349 Miss Yuxiang is eager to fight

At midnight, the Grim Reaper finally finished his day's work.

Being a ferryman on the Santu River is tiring work after all. It sounds like a rather lofty title, but it is not wrong to call it a "boatman" in fact.

The number of dead souls who need to be extradited these days has come to a terrifying number. For this reason, Yan Mo and Death God in hell have to work overtime to complete the work, and there is no time to rest for the already tight positions.

"It's exhausting work."

The girl feebly dragged the sickle behind her back, leaving a clearly visible scratch on the ground.

The long red hair extends to the level of the shoulders and there are two ponytails at the fork. The blue and pink group wears the corners of the bubble shirt. It is rare for Komachi to step on the ground, this kind of tiredness is rare, probably because he is really tired.

Through the bushes, you can already vaguely see the flickering lights and the unforgettable smell of fireworks. Under the familiar stalls, you can vaguely see a few invisible figures. Mystia's barbecue stall is already close in front of you.

It seems that the stall tonight is not very lively.

"Boss, a bottle of sake, five skewers of fried crispy meat, the old rules, the most exciting taste."

Take Dayang at the pick-up booth and find the seat reserved for yourself to sit down.

"Is it Komachi?"

Mystia hasn't seen her regular customers for a while.

"It's rare to see Komachi not coming to take care of my business for such a long time. I'm not used to it these days."

The proprietress cuts the chicken breasts into even long strips, coats them with a layer of flour, and gradually frys them in hot oil until golden.

"I've heard that the Right and Wrong Hall seems to be busy lately, what the hell is going on?"

The proprietress has her own news network, and she is relatively well-informed about the news from all over Gensokyo.

"It's just that that day has come again recently. Every 60 years, the number of dead souls pouring into Gensokyo from the outside world will increase dramatically. It's just that the scale this time is much larger than in previous years. Even Master Siji can't handle it."

Komachi shook his head, and took sake and crispy fried meat from Mystia.

"Hell won't happen so easily. The proprietress's guess is somewhat unreasonable."

Komachi smiled, and planned to immerse himself in the sake and food he got.

"Eh...you are Onozuka Komachi?"

A figure stood up in a dark corner, and with a questioning tone, a terrible coercion enveloped the entire booth.

Only the proprietress was still doing her work diligently, and the pressure of fighting monsters bypassed the location of the booth very cleverly.

Komachi was planning to take a closer look at who was disturbing his nature, but when the figure in the corner fully revealed his face, this bold god of death completely gave up his plan to exchange spell cards with the other party.

People will die!

Komachi was convinced.

The red plaid shoulder strap skirt divided by black lines, the white shirt that is too clean, the short green hair slightly curled up, the red eyes with a murderous look that cannot be ignored, the long skirt only reveals the bag socks on the calf, and the brown Mary Jane shoes are probably Is its last bit of ladylike kindness.

"Master Kazami Yuka, what do you want from me?"

After all, he is a friend of Master Siji. Although he is not familiar with him, he still needs to take care of proper etiquette.

"I heard that Ying Ji got very close to a man recently, Yakumo Zi told me that the man is very unusual, he should be very good at fighting."

Kazami Yuka is eager to fight, but the only person in Gensokyo who is qualified to fight her is Hakurei Miko except for those sages.

She didn't want to trouble the Hakuli Miko, and those sages were all very difficult to find. After thinking about it, Wen Yao became the most suitable target.

She didn't know the purpose of Yakumo Zi revealing the information to herself, and she didn't care whether there was any stake in it.

"If you want to become Yingji's partner, strong strength is one of the indispensable conditions. I don't think he will refuse my invitation."

Kazami Yuka squinted her eyes, revealing a dangerous gaze.

"Little brother Wen, he's not in hell recently... I don't know where he has been these few days, or you can ask Lord Siji, he must know where little brother Wen has gone."

Komachi swallowed nervously, speaking half truths and half lies.

Because of the need to take care of Ah Qiu, Wen Yao did not live in the right and wrong hall, and he even disappeared with Master Siji during the rest time. Although it is guessed that he lived somewhere in the human house, let the big monster in front of him go away. Komachi was still worried about some uncontrollable situations when he invited people to fight.

Komachi was trying to think of an excuse to escape, but a familiar voice came from the path behind him.

"Miss Boss, as usual, three skewers of fried shrimp and a bottle of sake. If it's convenient, you can prepare me a bunch of small broken bones."

Komachi turned around in a hurry, and saw Wen Yao with Master Siji appearing in front of him.

"Obviously Yao misremembered the time tonight, so I don't blame me for the fried shrimp..."

Siji shook Wen Yao's arm, rarely showing a shy expression.

Several people looked at each other for a moment, and soon got out of embarrassment.

"Cough cough!"

Yan Mo, who pretended to be majestic, stared at the god of death in front of him.

"Komachi! You're absent from work again to come to Mystia to drink!"

This was probably Yan Mo's last struggle.

"Wen Yao?"

A nasty voice came from behind Komachi.

The dull sound was close at hand, and the wind of the fist whizzed past, as if it wanted to kill Wen Yao with one blow.

"Hey, hey, beautiful lady, I should be strangers to you, right? Did you have such a lot of malice towards me when you came up?"

Wen Yao easily grasped Kazami Yuka's fist, and he was a little puzzled as to where the other party's malice came from.

However, before Wen Yao could continue to ask, the green magic light came straight towards the front door.

This time it is the power of spell cards.

Wen Yao turned his head lightly, Mo Guang rubbed his hair and smashed a big hole in the thick tree trunk behind him.

Spell cards are the product of weakening the magic way, but the woman in front of me seems to be an exception. Even under the rules of the secondary card, her magic way still has unimaginable lethality.

"If you don't intend to defend, I will interpret the behavior just now as provocation."

It has nothing to do with the target, and was attacked for no reason, and Wen Yao felt offended.

"You are strong."

The short three-word evaluation is Kazami Yuka's recognition of Wen Yao.

"But you haven't used your full strength yet."

Pong!

The woman backed away, and the umbrella propped up under the dark night emitted terrifying magic fluctuations.

It is still the power of the spell card, but it is more exaggerated than the magic light just now.

boom!

The thick green beam of light completely submerged Wen Yao's body.

3 Fifty Chapters

Fights happen quickly.

Four Seasons can only escape the magic cannon of Feng Jian You Xiang.

The violent air convection set off a huge storm, shaking off the leaves all over the place.

"You Xiang, I should have told you a long time ago, don't be keen on fighting, you promised me..."

Siji was very sensitive to Wen Yao's breath, and Wen Yao had already left the place before the magic cannon came.

"That's because there are no decent opponents in Gensokyo."

Sensing that the opponent was most likely still safe and sound, Kazami Yuka loosened her stiff arm because she hadn't fought a decent battle for a long time.

"If you want to be your partner, at least you need to show decent strength."

A light wind passed through the treetops, the leaves on the top of the head fell one after another, and a strong wind came from behind, but Feng Jian You Xiang ignored it. The left hand holding the umbrella turned back slightly, and the right hand stretched forward in a palm shape. flower.

The strong wind from the back is just a trap to attract attention, while the real ultimate move comes from the front that is rarely foreseeable.

"It's really terrifying strength. I thought I could overturn you with one blow. Let this be a reward for the punch just now."

The man in normal clothes stood next to Siji again, his black pupils were as usual, he was not flustered by Kazami Yuka's surprise attack just now, a deep imprint was faintly visible on the white shirt by the smoke floating in the air, this should be the effect brought by the magic cannon just now.

It is definitely big news that someone has repelled the flower tyrant in Sun Flower Field from the front.

The flashing lights flashed from time to time in the dark night. Having learned from the previous lessons, Wenwen kept a considerable distance from the center of the battlefield. The distance between them was enough for the Yatengu reporter to react and use his speed to get rid of the difficult pursuers.

"whispering sound--"

Kazami Yuka looked at her paralyzed right hand, she almost missed the punch back just now, her red eyes were stained with a more violent blood color, and Wen Yao's words were tacitly regarded as a provocation to him.

Pushing her feet back vigorously, her body drew a curved arc in the air, the umbrella bloomed in the sky like a flower, and countless columnar halos poured towards the place where Wen Yao was standing.

Flower Talisman【Blossom of Gensokyo】

Kazami Yuka announced the first official spell card she used in battle.

The original barbecue stand has been emptied, and the monsters hide behind the bunker in the woods, watching this duel from the top forces of Gensokyo.

Mystia stared curiously at the gorgeous spell cards in the sky, shrugged her little black wings, sighed helplessly, packed up the barbecue booth, and quietly left the open space.

"The battle that requires the Tyrant of Flowers to use spell cards, what is the origin of the guy on the other side?"

It was probably a monster who was not well informed, and was soon ridiculed by the monsters around him.

"Your news is too late. Has Kappa placed a network cable in your tree hole? That is the God of Death under Lord Yan Mo Four Seasons. I heard that he is the designated partner of Lord Four Seasons."

The one who answered was a wolf demon who could transform into a complete human form.

"Who do you think will win in the end?"

"That must be Kazami Yuka-sama. That is one of the biggest monsters in Gensokyo. It was rumored that the monster sage is not the opponent of this tyrant of flowers."

The instigator of the rumors is trying to film the battle from afar, and this is probably just a report that is based on rumors.

"No, no, that new god of death is obviously stronger. Didn't you all see the punch he easily repelled Lord Kazami just now? It's thousands of years of skill at least."

The bear demon used the prototype to block the strong wind that overflowed when the two were fighting, and the rough-skinned and thick body could not withstand the impact of the strong wind, and a little blood oozes from under the thick fur.

The monsters in Gensokyo have never heard of Kazami Yuka's defeat, and there are many noisy discussions in the depths of the woods.

"Master Siji, don't you plan to organize a little bit?"

Komachi leaned against Shiji's ear resentfully, it was inevitable to go back to preach, but she was more worried about the battle between Wen Yao and Kazami Yuuka, both sides were her own, and it would be bad if one side was seriously injured.

"They didn't use all their strength, but relied more on physical skills and spell cards to fight. I know Yao's strength. Youxiang may not be Yao's opponent."

Light Talisman [Holy Prism]

The dark green beam of light flooded the entire open space, only Wen Yao was surrounded by a pale yellow light curtain to isolate the green beam of light.

The light curtain is composed of free light elements, and the star-like light spots converge into lines to protect Wen Yao in it. The barrage cancels each other out, and it is still unable to approach Wen Yao's body.

Until the light from the flower umbrella dimmed, it did not break through the defense line built by Wen Yao.