People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

While they kept rolling over to relieve the pain, the sharp stones on the ground pierced into their wounds, making them even more miserable.

The old man in the middle looked at his companion's miserable appearance with horror on his face.

At first, he looked down on this young chief of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Bureau, but now, looking at Sakura Kurumi's delicate little face with a smile like a flower, he felt as if he was seeing an evil spirit.

With a wail, he fled into the distance.

A black flame flew over, trying to stop the old man, but his escape technique was too fast and the black flame passed by him.

Hashimoto Yuna had just returned from dealing with the sniper: "Do you want to give chase?"

"They can't escape." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head and sneered, "Do they think I can let them ambush me at will?"

After saying that, he squatted down and looked at Feng Hualian on the ground.

Feng Hualian was still in a coma, and her face was getting paler and paler.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, dozens of priests in white robes rushed out of the jungle and bowed to Yingkong Kurumi.

"Your Majesty," the leading priest bowed and said, "We are late."

"How's the situation?" Yingkong Kurumi carefully handed Fenghua Lian to the two medical Onmyojis for treatment, and stood up and asked.

"Don't worry, goddess. We have mobilized dozens of shrines in Hokkaido to eliminate all the Onmyoji who were planning to ambush you along the way. We killed a group of them and captured a few alive." The leading priest waved his hand.

The priests behind him pushed out several bound Onmyojis with defeated faces.

He continued, "The elder of the Kyushu Ashiya family who just escaped is being hunted by several high priests and their clergy. I believe they will be recaptured soon."

"Which families do these Onmyojis come from?" Sakura Kurumi asked as she looked at the Onmyojis who were tied up and dressed in different clothes.

"Most of them are from Onmyoji families in Kansai and Kyushu, and some are hired. But there are a few who are..." The priest hesitated for a moment and then said, "They are from Sensoji..."

"Senso-ji Temple..." Sakura Kurumi nodded.

Sakura Kurumi was not surprised at all that she was ambushed by Sensoji Temple.

Ever since she learned that she had been betrayed, she no longer had any sense of belonging to Sensoji Temple.

Since they have offended me, I will deal with them when I get back.

"There's no need to capture that elder from Kyushu Ashiya. Tell the high priest to kill him on the spot." Yingkong Kurumi put away his gun and said solemnly, walking towards Fenghua Lian who was being treated nearby.

"Hi!" The Shinto priests nodded in agreement.

They all turned their heads to look at the two bodies lying on the ground beside them. They no longer had the strength to even wail. Their voices were hoarse, but they were still twitching in pain.

I recognized that this was an elder of the Kyushu Ashiya family, who was very senior among the Onmyojis.

But now his fate is worse than that of two stray dogs, and he can't even die peacefully.

I felt a chill in my heart.

This was the first time that the Shinto priests at the Hokkaido shrine had seen the newly ordained goddess.

The chief of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

Sakura walnut.

The beauty is exactly as in the photo, but the thunderous means are completely invisible from the outside.

From the moment she contacted Shintoism and when they got off the plane, the entire anti-tracking and anti-ambush plan was arranged by her.

And the effect is very good.

However, they were still delayed for some time by this group of Onmyojis until they arrived.

Among the three famous veteran Onmyojis, this goddess has killed two of them.

Shen Guanmen couldn't help but put away his slightly contemptuous attitude and respected the young goddess even more solemnly.

No wonder the four words "Sakura Sora Kurumi" can suppress those self-righteous Onmyoji families with hundreds of years of heritage in Tokyo.

Yingkong Kurumi looked at the medical staff treating the unconscious Fenghua Ren and asked, "How is the situation?"

Feng Hualian's face became paler and paler, even her usually plump lips turned pale.

"It's not very good, Your Majesty the Goddess. This young lady has lost too much blood and injured her lung. She needs to be taken back to Hokkaido Hospital for surgery immediately." said an Onmyoji who was doing emergency bandage.

"Immediately contact the warships on the high seas and ask them to send armed helicopters over." Sakura Kurumi turned and said to Hashimoto Yuna.

"But this is a warship. I don't have the authority to deploy it. Moreover, if an armed helicopter crosses the border, it will attract the attention of Russia. I'm afraid it will cause a diplomatic crisis and will also attract the attention of the troops stationed on the island." Hashimoto Yuna said in a low voice.

"Do it immediately and tell them it was my request. Chief of Staff Ryo Sakai promised me the right to request support. If the Maritime Self-Defense Force doesn't agree, forget about the Tokyo Exorcist Guard helping them again." Sakura Kurumi said coldly, "As for Russia and the garrison, don't they have a few ready-made scapegoats?"

"Okay, I'll contact them right away." Hashimoto Yuuna nodded decisively and walked aside.

Yingkong Kurumi glanced at the two elders who were still lying on the ground in pain and on the verge of death, and took out a pistol.

'bang bang bang'

Turning around, several more gunshots rang out, hitting several Onmyojis who were restrained by the priests.

Several Yin and Yang masters fell to the ground, holding their legs and rolling around in pain.

"Leave these half-dead guys here and let the Russians guess." Yingkong Kurumi said lightly: "In this weather, they won't survive for long. If the Russians search, they will just find a pile of corpses."

He said and waved his hand.

The earrings [Kaguya Touma] flashed with golden light.

He poured some spiritual energy onto the two dying elders.

As the spiritual power penetrated into their bodies, the two unconscious bodies came back to life.

The wailing became louder and blood continued to seep out of the wound.

The organs and flesh exposed in the wounds continued to emit white steam in the cold, but it was as scarce as their lives, seeming to be there and not there.

The miserable sound of ghosts howling and wolves howling made the priests turn their heads away.

But I was happy in my heart.

Such a goddess who is decisive and ruthless in killing is exactly what Shintoism needs now.

Although Shinto is the national religion of Japan.

Even if all Japanese have other religions, they still retain some faith in Shintoism deep down.

However, there are fewer and fewer powerful human powers that purely believe in Shintoism.

Shintoism has lived in peace for too long and urgently needs some powerful figures to stabilize the foundation of the kingdom of God.

"Goddess... there is one very important thing that you don't know on Kunashir Island. Not long ago, a divine oracle was issued to all the high-ranking Shintoists in the Kingdom of God." The leading priest stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"What's the matter?" Yingkong Kurumi asked with a frown.

"The kingdom of God has announced that the god of the acquired world, Yumutulu, was assassinated in the kingdom of God, and the murderer escaped back to the human world." said the priest.

"What?" Sakura Sora Kurumi's little face showed a shocked expression.

Her first reaction was that the murderer was her man.

Apart from her own man, who else dares to enter the kingdom of God, and who else can kill a post-god?

"The murderer is fine, right?... I mean, how did the murderer get away?" Yingkong Kurumi asked in a low voice with a bad look on her face.

"The oracle says that the murderer has a deep bond with the powers that be in the human world. When they captured him, the foundation of the kingdom of God was slightly shaken. A moment of carelessness allowed the murderer to escape." The priest sighed. "In recent years, with the advancement of society and technology, and the influx of other religions, powerful figures like the goddess who maintain their sole faith in Shintoism are becoming increasingly rare."

"Are you sure the murderer is fine?" Yingkong Kurumi did not respond and continued to ask.

The priest felt relieved when he saw that the goddess did not share his feelings but instead asked about the murderer.

As expected, this young goddess is a person who gets things done, and does not like to nag like herself.

Now the Kingdom of God is missing a post-natal god, and it is possible that she will be one of the strong contenders in the future.

"Of course the murderer is unharmed," the priest said proudly. "Although he escaped back to the human world, he was seriously injured. The oracle said he would definitely die. Hmm? Goddess? ...Your Majesty, are you alright?"

The priest looked at Yingkong Kurumi's little face, which suddenly turned pale, and even beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her legs even went weak and she could hardly stand.

I felt a surge of worry. Could it be that the goddess had suffered some hidden injury in the recent war and it was happening again?

"No...it's okay..." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "I'm a little exhausted from killing them just now."

"I've already contacted the warship, and an armed helicopter will be here to pick us up soon." Hashimoto Yuna walked back and said, "The location is near our speedboat. They'll lower the ladder, but we have to hurry, otherwise the Russian camp might intercept us."

"Rescue them now and retreat." Yingkong Kurumi nodded and waved her hand.

A group of people quickly retreated, leaving these injured Yin-Yang masters behind to let the Russians guess.

Arriving at the retreat point, the Shinto priests left on a speedboat.

The armed helicopter dispatched by the warship also arrived early and lowered the ladder.

Sakura Kurumi tied Kaedeka Ren to her back and quickly climbed onto the attack helicopter with Hashimoto Yuna.

The Russian garrison on Kunashir Island quickly evacuated as the air defense alarm sounded.

On the attack helicopter.

Yingkong Kurumi said nothing and looked very unhappy.

"Don't worry, Deputy Director Kaedeka Ren will be fine." Hashimoto Yuna looked at Sakura Sora Kurumi's pale little face, which was almost as pale as Kaedeka Ren's who had lost too much blood.

Thinking that she was worried about the deputy director, she had a better impression of Yingkong Kurumi.

They had lived and died together, and she had come back to save him once more, and she was so worried about her partner.

Who could be more suitable as a friend and partner than this kind of person?

Obviously not.

Yingkong Kurumi forced a smile and nodded.

But what she was worried about was her man.

Although he had only seen it in that barrier, he also said that he was just a spirit.

Please don't get into any trouble! You bad guy!

Otherwise I will never let you go!!

Yingkong Kurumi held the little hand tightly, and she didn't even feel the nails digging into her palm.

A little blood seeped out.

Don't be in trouble...Please!!

In Congress, the President banged the gavel

Hundreds of new lawmakers have been elected across Japan.

At the same time, a list of five parliamentary representatives also appeared.

Abe is a bird.

Junichiro Koizumi.

Kazuo Ueno.

Ryosuke Takeda.

Nagimitsu Shiraishi.

For a moment, the entire Congress was in an uproar.

A mix of emotions permeated Congress.

"Congratulations, Councillor Shiraishi." Abe Nojaku said with a smile, "Although I don't agree with your policy, I do recognize your ability. I will definitely get you."

"Congratulations to you too, Congressman Abe." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said expressionlessly.

There was not a trace of joy in my heart.

There is still no news about her man.

where are you?

Don't abandon Yui and me.

I would rather have nothing and go with you...

Chapter 237: The Effect of Ashura's Method on Strengthening the Body