Star God Ruler of the Moon

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of people died in the plague, and the faint death air that was secretly spilled into the air by the Westward Demon was the source of death.

After obtaining enough sacrifices, Xixingyou broke through into a big monster in one fell swoop, and the blood-colored cherry blossoms with evil intentions bloomed for the first time. Although they looked beautiful and fragrant, they were watered and dyed by human blood.

The blood-sucking cherry is a kind of monster that has been passed down from generation to generation on Dongying Island.

The reason why the cherry blossom trees in the backyard of Xixing Temple's house changed like this is entirely because of the poems left by Master Xixing before his death.

"I would like to die under the flowers in spring, when the moon is full in February, and I hope that after my death, those who pay homage to me can pay tribute with cherry blossoms."

After all, Master Xixing is not an ordinary person. The spiritual energy left after his death is the culprit that caused people to commit suicide in the first place, and the cherry blossom tree transformed into a demon after absorbing too much human blood, and even somehow mastered the purest death force.

Therefore, there might not be another vampire cherry tree as powerful as Saigyouyou in the whole world, and it can be regarded as a new monster of the Kazuki clan.

At this moment, the sealed courtyard was filled with lifeless energy.

Xixing Yao recklessly launched a crazy offensive, and its power reached the peak of what a big monster can do.

This is not the first time that Xixing Yao has competed with the sealing formation. Compared with this sealing formation that has no intelligence at all but operates according to the established procedures, the Xixing Yao who controls the death energy seems to have gone through countless trials. The weak point of the seal has been found.

In the dark corridor of the backyard, the girl huddled around her knees quietly watched the Westbound Demon show off his power, her pale cheeks were as expressionless as if she was paralyzed, as if she was used to such an astonishing battle in front of her.

Death Qi is the embodiment of the power of death, and it is the most direct natural enemy of all living beings. Now this girl who can soak in the strong death Qi without any discomfort is obviously not a simple ordinary person.

The girl's name is Xixingji Youyuzi, she is the daughter of Master Xixing, and she is also an existence that is regarded as a monster by the entire Xixingji family, because she has the same ability as the Xixing demon since she was born. The power to manipulate death.

This is also the reason why Yuyuko Saigyouji was locked in the backyard, because only in this seal can she ensure that she will not hurt other people. It can be said that the girl has never stepped out of this yard since she can remember. Had a different view.

Even Yuyuko of Xixing Temple has never seen anyone, only an old court teacher called Soul Soul Yaoji has been taking care of her daily life.

Staring blankly at Xixing Yao's every move, Xixing Temple Youyouzi's heart is also extremely complicated. She longs to get out of this courtyard to see thousands of rivers and mountains, but is also in a dilemma because of the kindness in her heart.

"Xixingyou, do you really want to go out that much? Outside, what is it that you long for? Is it freedom?"

Youyuko Saigyouji murmured in a low voice, she often talked to Saigyoyao like this to herself, and she didn't know if the wise Saigyoyao could understand, anyway, the non-speaking Saigyoyao never responded pass her.

Just when Youyouzi of Xixing Temple was in a daze, a bullet of dead energy compressed to the extreme was found by Xixing Yao and smashed it at the eye of the blocking formation. A stalemate with the Westbound Demon.

Seeing this, the Westbound Demon suddenly became imposing.

But before it got excited, a burly and ferocious black figure appeared in the courtyard stepping on the dark blue flames. His ice blue eyes looked at the Xixing Demon in full bloom with blood cherry blossoms, and a flash of surprise and thought flashed in his eyes.

"Can control a dead cherry tree? Interesting, it should be very suitable to pull this thing back and plant it in the valley."

Perhaps sensing the thoughts of the old man of the mountain, Xixing Yao shook the branches spiritually, as if trembling with fright, half of the originally lush and dense blood-colored cherry blossoms fell instantly, leaving a bunch of bare tree branch.

Chapter 450 Nice to meet you, Grandpa Suzuki Satoru

Facing the unexpected visitor, Xixing Yao did not fight back immediately.

Although the arrival of the old man on the mountain interrupted its action to break through the ban, and even though the Xixing demon was very angry about this, it still did not attack as if it had lost its mind.

As a great monster capable of manipulating the energy of death, Saigoyō has an unusual sensitivity to death.

Ever since the old man of the mountain came to this courtyard, Xixing Yao suddenly felt that the death aura that he had been able to control had become a little disobedient.

It's like a group of soldiers who ordered and banned saw a higher-level commander, and the guy who gave the order before was no longer qualified to order them.

Although the strength of the Westbound Demon has indeed reached the level of a big monster, its age from tree to demon is still too young, and it really can't compete with the old man on the mountain, and it is not qualified to snatch the control of Death Qi.

Xixing Yao immediately understood that the person in front of him must be a big boss from the underworld.

The instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages keeps Xixing Yao silent, and at the same time observes the old man of the mountain with spiritual perception.

The old man of the mountain stood quietly, not releasing any coercion in a deterrent manner, nor showing the slightest hostility, as if he was simply watching the blooming cherry blossoms of Xixingyao.

The entire courtyard was filled with a rich and pure dead energy, which made the old man of the mountain feel like he had come home.

The lonely life in the valley is boring and boring. Although the man on the mountain doesn't feel bored or disgusted, he also feels that there is nothing to remember.

Perhaps, the most worth thinking about is the goddess of the underworld who lives next door, she is also a neighbor anyway.

Without the explosive offensive of the Westward Demon taking advantage of the victory and chasing after the victory, the changing Buddha's light gradually regained its strength, and the broken and damaged bans also began to slowly repair under the injection of the Buddha's light.

The people in the Xixing Temple family were all relieved, and they all went back to the house and closed their eyes to sleep, thinking that the Xixing Demon failed to break through the seal again, and it should be able to stop for another half a year.

In fact, if the old man of the mountain hadn't just passed by nearby and was attracted by the death energy released by the Xixing demon, he might have slaughtered the entire Xixing Temple family long ago after successfully breaking free from the ban.

Youyuko of Xixing Temple, who was sitting with her knees hugged, looked at the old man of the mountain and blinked, as if he was a little puzzled as to how the other party got through the seal.

"Grandpa Yaoji used to come in through the main entrance of the house, why did he appear in the yard all of a sudden?"

Yuyuko Saigyouji, who has never seen anyone other than soul and evil, is very curious about the old man of the mountain, but the girl still wants to urge him to leave here quickly, because this is a death that no one but herself can step on for a long time Forbidden place.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yuyuko Saigyouji stood up and quickly ran towards the old man of the mountain.

The existence of Yuyuko of Xixing Temple naturally cannot escape the perception of the old man of the mountain. He is also curious about this girl who can soak in death without being hurt at all. After all, this little girl is an ordinary person who has not undergone any cultivation.

"A living person who can walk freely in the air of death? Could this little girl be the reincarnation of some underworld god?"

And at the moment when the old man of the mountain was thinking, Yuyuko of Xixing Temple had already come in front of him.

Since the old man of the mountain had already replaced his mask and armor, he now looked blue-eyed and silver-haired and wearing a black hunting suit.

Therefore, Yuyuko Saigyouji said without hesitation: "Grandpa, hello. There are monsters here and it is very dangerous, so please leave quickly."

"Danger? Are the dangers you are talking about, little girl, these wandering ghosts?"

The old man of the mountain looked at Youyouzi of Xixing Temple with great interest, and waved his hand to disperse the gray dead air in the yard as he spoke, revealing dozens of ghosts and fierce ghosts hidden in the dead air.

Dozens of ghosts have different shapes and strange ways of dying, but all of them are full of evil spirit.

The hanged ghost sticking out his tongue, the skinny starved ghost, the swollen and disgusting water ghost, the burnt ghost who was as black as charcoal and emitting sparks...

These ferocious ghosts were all attracted by the death aura emanating from the Westbound Demon. Among them, the most powerful ghost was blood-red and possessed a strength not weaker than that of high-level monsters.

Seeing all the ghosts in the entire courtyard emerge, Yuyuko Xixingji was at a loss as to what to do.

Because she lived in the courtyard since she was a child, Yuyuko Saigyouji was not very afraid of these ugly and frightening ghosts, and she herself had a body shield of death energy, and those ghosts who dared to attack her were purely seeking death and committing suicide.

Although she has the power to protect herself, this is already the limit of Yuyuko Saigyouji, she has no spare power to protect others.

"Hey, it would be great if Grandpa Yaoji was here, he would come to kill the ghosts every day, and he would probably kill these ghosts in ten minutes."

Seeing the fierce ghosts encircling them, Youyouzi Xihangsi couldn't help urging: "Grandpa, leave from the main entrance quickly, I will help hold these ghosts back, don't worry they won't hurt me."

Hearing what Youyouzi of Xixing Temple said, a smile flashed across the face of the old man of the mountain, thinking that this girl is really pure in heart.

Not to mention the fact that he dared to appear in this courtyard alone, even when the cherry blossom demon tree showed its power just now, it didn't dare to attack him, so what can the group of bloody ghosts do to him now?

However, the performance of Youyouzi of Xixing Temple still put the old man in a good mood.

At the same time, dozens of bloodthirsty and ferocious ghosts stared at the old man in the form of Suzuki Satoru, ready to move.

Compared with the resolute Westbound Demon, these ghosts and ghosts who have been wandering the earth for a long time generally have lower IQs, and what drives them to act is only the instinct of ghosts.

Seeing this, a scarlet color suddenly flashed in the eyes of the old man of the mountain, showing the thunderous means.

"You wandering souls and fierce ghosts, who are stubbornly lingering in the world after the events in the world, let your souls fly here one after another today!"

The dark blue flames erupted in an instant, bursting from the group of ghosts, and there was a piercing howling of ghosts in the courtyard.

Once the underworld fire is contaminated on Li Gui's body, it will swell like a raging fire meeting fuel oil, and it will not go out even if Li Gui burrows into the ground.

In less than half a minute, there were no more ghosts and ghosts in the yard, only the trembling Westbound Demon was left, fearing that the old man of the mountain would use it as firewood and burn it together.

Seeing the instant reversal of the situation, Yuyuko Xixingji looked stunned: "Okay, that's amazing..."

"My name is Suzuki Satoru, how about you?"

It wasn't until the old man on the mountain spoke again that she slowly recovered and turned to look at the other party.

The pink-haired and red-eyed girl blinked her eyes when she heard the words, a smile appeared on her face, and she responded softly: "Yuyuko Saigyouji, it's a pleasure to meet you, Grandpa Suzuki Satoru."

Chapter 450 The Three Souls That Feel Bad

early morning.

Long before the rooster crowed, Soul Yaoji woke up on time.

He opened his eyes, stared at the roof for a while, and after rubbing his hands on his face, the old man was fully awake.

"Hey, old, old..."

Although I sigh like this, but as a half-human, half-spiritual existence, the lifespan of the soul monster is actually the same as that of a monster. I really don't know how many years are left before the end of life.

Sitting up from the hardwood bed, the white half-spirit lying on the table in the room floated in front of him without waiting for Soul Yaoji to say hello. cyan hunting clothes.

"Old man, after all these years, I still count you as the most caring."

Soul Yaoji smiled and stretched out his hand to tap on the half-spirit, poking the dough-like soft half-spirit, and then picked up the blue hunting coat and put it on with a flick, while the round half-spirit Then he rubbed intimately on Soul Yaoji's arm.

After everything was dressed neatly, Soul Yaoji picked up the double swords leaning against the bed and slung them around his waist, pushed the door and went out.

As the only person in the Xixingji family who can enter the forbidden area and contact Xixingji Yuyuko, Soul Yaoji has an independent courtyard.

The yard is not big, and there are not many acres of land after including the house where they live.

Except for some wild flowers and weeds that grow stubbornly alone, there are no unnecessary sundries in the yard, which can be said to be extremely frugal.

It's hard to imagine that in the house of a wealthy family like the Xixingsi family, there is such a humble room that is incompatible with the surrounding buildings.

It's not that the Xixing Temple family doesn't want to see Soul Yaoji, but Soul Yaoji built it himself after demolishing the yard like a small bridge and flowing water. Comprehension and refinement in the way of swordsmanship.

In the small courtyard in the early morning, there is a layer of white mist.

The air is fresh and humid, and the temperature is not particularly hot. It is a good time to exercise in a day.

As a great swordsman who can establish a school in the way of kendo, Soul Yaoji can be said to be rain or shine in his own training. The first thing to do when he wakes up early is to swing his sword a thousand times.

Although the current level of swordsmanship is taboo with the soul and monsters, it is more dependent on a flash of enlightenment to improve, but the old-fashioned and stubborn old man still has not left behind the basic skills, and spends time every day to lay a solid foundation.

Compared with the purely mechanical swinging of the knife by the beginners, the soul and demon taboo are more important.

The long knife was fast and sometimes slow, sometimes it whizzed across like a thunderbolt and cut the white mist to the sides to avoid it, and sometimes it was thrown out slowly like a fishing rod without a trace of murderous intent.

There are many mysteries contained in the changes in the moves, all of which are swordsmanship that he has seen and understood.

After the thousand knives were swung, Soul Yaoji stood holding the sword for a moment of comprehension, then put the sword back into its sheath, ending the morning exercise.

Looking up at the sky, Chaoyang has just probed.

Noisy and noisy voices gradually sounded outside the courtyard. Perhaps the servants of the Xixing Temple family got up and started working, and there were a few words of scolding from the stewards from time to time.

"It's almost time to go to the kitchen to get some food and deliver it to the miss." Thinking so, Hun Po Yaoji immediately left the courtyard.

Decades of regular life have made Soul Yaoji develop an extremely precise biological clock, and he knows exactly when to do what.

"I don't know what kind of food the cook has prepared today. Forget it, let's take a share as usual."

Thinking of Yuyuko Xixingji's appetite far exceeding that of girls of the same age, Soul Yaoji couldn't help but shake his head.

Seeing that Soul Yaoji eats so much three meals a day, the Xixing Temple family thought it was because this master of swordsmanship eats a lot. After all, practicing martial arts and swords consumes more energy, so naturally he eats more.

Therefore, they never imagined that most of the meals Hunpo Yaoji took for each meal actually went into the stomach of Yuyuko Saigyouji.

However, even if the Xixingji family knew about it, they probably wouldn't do anything.

Although they fear and dislike Yuyuko Saigyouji who can bring death, they are not stingy enough to cut off the girl's ration.

What's more, if the Xixingji family really did this, not to mention whether the foodie girl Xixingji Yuyuko would be so hungry that she would break the seal angrily and come out to find food, first of all, the knife in Soul Yaoji's hand would not agree.

Although when facing Youyuko of Xihang Temple, Soul Yaoji has always regarded himself as a court teacher and an old servant, but his attitude towards Yuyuko of Xihang Temple in his heart is more like treating his own granddaughter.

"It's also fortunate that the family in Xixing Temple has a great career, otherwise ordinary people would really not be able to support them." Soul Yaoji joked inwardly, and at the same time felt a little fortunate: "Miss eats a little more, but she doesn't look fat. It's a good thing."

The reason why she sighs so much is because the life of Yuyuko Saigyouji is too monotonous.

For Youyuko Xixingji, her world is only as big as a courtyard, and she lives a life of sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Apart from eating and sleeping every day, Yuyuko of Xixing Temple either stared at Xixing Yao in a daze, or stood in front of Xixing Yao and talked, and even read quietly with some books that he had read countless times.

Since you can't leave the courtyard, and you can't see the colorful world beyond the seal, you can only know it from the book.

The girl never complained about anything, as if she had completely accepted her fate, but it was this quietness and understanding that made her look even more distressed and pitiful.