Yuan Zhisheng looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. She smiled so beautifully. If she met her elsewhere, she would put her in a good mood for the whole day.
But it's different now, they are enemies.
The only thing that made Yuan Zhisheng a little unsure was that he remembered that it was the first time they met, and why the girl had an inexplicable expression.
It seemed like he was looking at someone through him.
Yuan Zhisheng silently wrote down this weirdness.
"you......"
Sakurai Kogure was the first to speak, thinking about Minamoto's question: "If I guess correctly, you are Mr. Nagamoto, the current head of the family, right? I heard a sound upstairs and thought it was someone from the Executive Bureau coming in.
I searched, but I didn’t expect that your parents would drive there in person.”
The indifferent look on Sakurai Kogure's face left Minamoto completely unable to find any flaws.
Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly: "Ryoma?"
He was still a little unsure. Sakurai Kogure, who was wearing makeup, looked younger and more beautiful than the girl in the photo. Against the backdrop of the flames, she looked like the goddess of red lotus.
I don’t know how such a young girl climbed to a high position among the fierce ghosts.
"Yes, I am Sakurai Kogure." Sakurai Kogure bowed her head slightly and answered politely.
She did not look directly at Yuan Zhisheng's face. After all, he looked very much like that person.
"The general and the dragon king are not here, are you left to guard this place?"
"Yes." Sakurai Kogure nodded.
"So......"
"Please wait a moment." As soon as Minamoto's words left his mouth, Sakurai Kogure interrupted him, "I think you misunderstood. You don't need to continue to test me. There is no king general or dragon king here. There is only the last ghost left here."
,it is me."
Sakurai Kogure's tone was calm and indifferent.
"Really?" Yuan Zhisheng chuckled, "We know that the Mongols had a new leader twenty years ago, so you have risen rapidly in the past twenty years. How old were you twenty years ago?"
"There have been kings, but kings can also die." Sakurai Kogure sighed softly, she raised her head and looked at Minamoto Chisheng.
"You want to tell me that after the death of General Wang, it was you, Ryoma, who led the fierce ghosts?" Yuan Zhisheng exhaled a puff of smoke, "But the other ghosts said that you were just the person who gave orders on behalf of General Wang and Ryoma, and that the big shots were hiding behind you. Only
You can see him. Moreover, that person is very important to you, right? You are willing to give everything for him."
Sakurai Kogure's body was shaken by Minamoto's words.
She raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her who looked very similar to that man. His eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, making her feel like she had nowhere to hide.
She took a deep breath to suppress her inner tension.
"Are you testing me?" Sakurai Kogure asked, "I'm really honored that ghosts like us, who have humbled ourselves in the quagmire, can actually be tested by noble people."
"No, it's not a test." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, "I'm just curious and want to know more. You are a beautiful girl who can sing nice songs. You still have someone in your heart. You should
Live a better life, fall in love with that person, and maybe go to another country together, to a place with sunshine and sea. You don’t need to die loyally to anyone.”
A sarcastic smile appeared on Sakurai Kogure's face.
"Thank you all for taking pity on me." Sakurai Kogure smiled even more beautifully.
"If you tell the identity of the general and the dragon king, I will ensure your freedom. The family will send people to monitor you, but you are free to go wherever you want with your loved one." Yuan Zhisheng made a promise, after all
He really couldn't bear to see such a beautiful girl die.
"It's a pity... you don't know anything at all." Sakurai Kogure smiled sarcastically.
"What do you mean by that?!" Yuan Zhisheng frowned.
Sakurai Kogure tilted her head slightly, revealing her fair and delicate neck.
Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him.
Sakurai Kogure smiled, her smile was like a poppy flower, with a poison that confuses people: "Master, you don't actually know what kind of organization the Mongols are, do you? In your mind, we are just a gathering of people.
It's just that simple to resist your ghosts together. In the end, you are just a person who has been deceived."
Yuan Zhisheng was slightly startled.
Sakurai Kogure smiled again, "That's right, you don't need to understand this, everything will be prepared for you. You are the great Amaterasu, and you will always stand in the sunshine. No matter how much I say, you
How do you know how cold the night is?"
What Sakurai Kogure said made Yuan Zhisheng deep in thought.
He knew very well that he had always been doing it for his family and his father. He would do whatever his father said. But now, he gradually began to think about the reasons behind this.
He saw the sarcasm on Sakurai Kogure's face getting stronger and stronger, but the girl was still beautiful.
"So, what is your decision?" Minamoto looked at Sakurai Kogure.
"hehe……"
Sakurai Kogure took out a small emerald green cup and wooden box from her sleeves, broke off the last dark purple potion in the wooden box and poured it into the cup.
"No!" Yuan Zhi shouted. He knew exactly what it was!
Although that kind of thing can quickly increase the strength, it still consumes the life of the mixed race. It is like poison to the mixed race! Moreover, there is no antidote!
"Here's to you, parents." Sakurai Kogure looked up to the sky and drank all the liquid in the cup without looking at Minamoto.
The spider cut out of its sheath and shot towards Sakurai Kogure like lightning. The burning rafters fell one after another, and he waved his knife to protect himself. Through the flying sparks, he saw the purple-black blood veins crawling from Sakurai Kogure's white neck.
Toward the face, it looks like a group of thin snakes.
The cup fell to the ground, and Sakurai Kogure raised her head, tears sliding down her distorted face. There was a huge mirror inlaid on the roof. In the mirror, she could see her ugly appearance, ferocious and terrifying.
It was so ugly, it was like an evil spirit had awakened in her body and taken over her originally beautiful body.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's so ugly... so I haven't made up my mind to take the last one. I want to wait for him to come back and see the best side of me." Sakurai Kogure said softly.
, "It's a pity... In the end, I still couldn't wait."
Her head and hands were retracted into the cloud-like kimono, like a giant turtle retracting into its carapace, as if she was escaping or preparing for something.
The collar and sleeves collapsed, but the lower part of the twelve singles swelled violently. The cloud-like colorful clothes shattered and scattered, and the blue-grey evil ghost seemed to emerge from the cocoon. It grabbed the long white sheath knife that fell from the ground,
He rushed towards Yuan Zhisheng with a dazzling sword light and let out a sharp roar.
Yuan Zhisheng jumped up, and the spider in his hand turned into a ray of silver light and hit the blue-gray evil ghost.
The evil spirit blocked Yuan Zhisheng's knife with one hand, and the knife held in the other hand scratched deep wounds on Yuan Zhisheng's chest. The bright red blood splashed out instantly, dyeing the clothes on his chest red.
.
Yuan Zhi took a step back in pain.
Ryoma jumped up and slashed. With her powerful body after transforming into a dragon, she could jump to a height of four or five meters. The sword was like the Satsuma Shigenryu, which is famous for its violence. The secret was just a vertical slash with the sword raised above the head. That was
A knife that sacrifices life and death. If the enemy fights back, they will both die. If the enemy blocks, the knife and the person will be cut off!
Yuan Zhisheng's figure flashed, and he quickly dodged.
Ryoma's final blow was even more violent than Satsuma Gegenryu. When she fell, she cracked the granite ground! But Minamoto Dodged her strongest slash. At the last moment, he accurately moved a few centimeters to the side, and the knife
Rubbing his shoulder and falling down, Sakurai Kogure fell into his arms.
Yuan Zhisheng kicked off the incomplete wooden boxes and porcelain bottles on the ground. He hugged Sakurai Kogure, and Yuan Zhisheng held her shoulders tightly to prevent her from struggling. He then drove the entire knife into her heart.
Blood spurts out.
Minamoto's arm was soaked with blood. But he did not draw the sword. Once he drew the sword, Sakurai Kogure would die in an instant. Drawing the sword would completely destroy her heart.
He just chose to level her
Put it on the ground.
What he held in his arms was just a blue-grey evil ghost, his face was covered with bone spurs and bumps, and his body was covered with blue scales, but his golden eyes were so charming, staring blankly at Yuan Zhisheng's face,
It's like looking at someone.
"Actually, the result may not be like this." Yuan Zhisheng said slowly.
He didn't understand why this girl chose such a tragic choice.
...Obviously, it's about the same size as Erashi.
"This is what it should be. As moths born in darkness, we should be burned to death." Sakurai Kogure laughed mockingly, "Even if our wings are burned, we will still fly hard. Everyone,
People as high and mighty as you will never understand."
"Someone said something similar to me before." Yuan Zhisheng said, "You can't say a few words because your heart is destroyed. Cherish your time. If you still have any wishes, tell me. You are the daughter of the Sakurai family. You
I will help you realize your last wish."
Sakurai Kogure's eyes were filled with deep sarcasm.
"Are you worthy?" Sakurai Kogure sneered, "Think about how many people you have killed, can you ask each of them their last wish? It is so hypocritical and very sad. Until the end, you were not able to see clearly.
this world."
She closed her eyes.
Yuan Zhisheng didn't know if she was dead. He didn't understand why this girl was so stubborn.
When most people know for sure that they are going to die, they will reflect back and show their kind or indifferent side, or they will pray for a way out.
But Sakurai Kogure actually died like this, and her last words before her death were to laugh at Minamoto Chisheng.
He reached out to try Sakurai Kogure's carotid artery, and his hand accidentally touched Sakurai Kogure's face. Sakurai Kogure opened her eyes again. She stared at Yuan Zhisheng for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled, laughed.
Very charming and happy, like a kitten or a little fox.
She opened her hands, her eyes blurred, and she suddenly seemed to be obsessed with something, wanting to touch Yuan's innocent face.
"Are you... back?"
Yuan Zhisheng was suddenly stunned. At this moment, he suddenly didn't want this girl to die.
It wasn't some weird love at first sight thing.
...just out of pity.
Or, as this girl said, hypocritical.
However, this girl's life has come to an end, and even now, she is just looking back.
Yuan Zhisheng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly closed his eyes and began to recite the honorary name.
"Does not belong……"
…………
Sakurai Kogure suddenly woke up from the cold wind.
She was stunned to find that she had somehow reached the top of a mountain top.
Twelve sheets were covered in blood.
However, all signs of dragon transformation have disappeared, and the wound in the heart has also disappeared.
"Are you awake?" A gentle and pleasant voice sounded in her ears, and she could not distinguish between male and female.
Sakurai Kogure immediately looked up and saw a young man wearing a crisp black suit and a hideous demon mask.
The young man's figure was somewhat familiar, but Sakurai Kogure had difficulty recalling it.
The young man bowed slightly towards Sakurai Kogure: "Great, you have recovered."
"Who are you?!" Sakurai Kogure has a lot of experience. After all, she can climb to the position of Ryoma among the monsters at a young age. This is not something that can be achieved just by virtue of her beauty. She immediately put it aside
He came out on guard.
At the same time, she also felt secretly frightened. She had obviously taken the potion before and there was no way she could be saved.
Why doesn't she feel anything strange about her body now?
Could it be that she is already dead?
The man in front of me wearing a devil's mask is the guide to hell.
As if you can see Sakurai Kogure's heart, the young man wearing a devil mask
The young man chuckled lightly, and continued to say in a gentle voice that could not distinguish between emotions or distinguish between men and women: "No, you are still alive. I pray to Xie... ahem, my Lord, to free you from all pain."
"Your Lord?" Sakurai Kogure looked suspicious, "Why did you want to save me?"
"Well..." The young man pondered for a moment, with a hint of imperceptible shame, "I saw raging flames from a distance. The Paradise Hall full of desire was burned to the ground. This is really a pity. After all, human beings
Desire is the filthiest and most beautiful, isn't it?"
"I watched all of this and saw the Kukakukan being swallowed up by flames. Of course, I also saw your actions. Did you choose to die with that place? What a pity, she is such a beautiful girl..."
"So, I secretly brought you out and helped you."
Sakurai Kogure frowned fiercely, this man's way of speaking made her feel very awkward.
But no matter what, the person in front of her is indeed her savior. In this way... she can continue to see that person.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her clothes, and bowed deeply to the young man: "Thank you for your help. May I ask... who are you..."
"I..." The young man wearing the devil mask hesitated for a moment.
"Do you know about the Secret Church?"
Sakurai Kogure nodded slightly.
"I come from the Secret Church, you can call me - [Devil]"