The Executive Bureau has surrounded the entire Paradise Hall, and roadblocks have been set up on all roads out. Those who escape from the Paradise Hall will be inspected, and irrelevant people can leave freely. The Executive Bureau will be polite to them and will not embarrass them, but if
If you are a person on a certain list, you will be packed and thrown into a truck to wait for processing. If you dare to resist, you will even be executed on the spot, because everyone on this list is a 'ghost', a hybrid with dangerous blood.
The purpose of the Sheqi Eight Families this time is to clean up these people without mercy.
"Is there any action on Gao Tianyuan's side?" Yuan Zhisheng asked softly.
"No, it seems we are worrying too much. They really don't intend to interfere." Crow shook his head slightly.
"Um……"
Yuan Zhisheng nodded slightly and looked at people running away in the mountains, countless luxury cars blocking the bridge, and the sound of horns.
A nearly burned out cigarette butt fell from the top of the mountain, sparks hit the fuel, and the fire of red lotus enveloped the entire Paradise Pavilion in an instant.
Yuan Zhisheng took the document handed over by Sakura and looked at it silently.
There are three names in total on the document, namely: 'King General: Unknown', 'Dragon King: Unknown' and 'Ryoma: Sakurai Kogure'.
This is the goal of their trip.
The leaders of the Oni Clan all use shogi pieces as their code names. Masamune Tachibana spent ten years investigating the identities of these people, but the true identities of the King and Ryoma have always been a mystery. The gangs loyal to the Oni Clan have never been seen
Of these two big shots, the highest-ranking Fiend cadre known to date is Sakurai Kogure, codenamed 'Ryoma'. Although she seems to be just the female manager of the Kukakukan, many ignorant people peep at her beauty, but she
In fact, he is a very high-ranking figure among the fierce ghosts.
The existence of the king general has been put as a question mark on Yuan Zhisheng's list, because Xuan Hao personally killed the king general when he came to Japan two years ago. Yuan Zhisheng also personally inspected the body, and it was indeed dead, but'
The king is still alive.
According to what Xuan Hao said, he had killed the king general at least three times. Yuan Zhisheng deduced that the so-called "king general" was probably not one person, but a group of people who controlled the fierce ghosts, just like the eight Sheqi families were divided into eight.
Just like a family, he couldn't guess how many people there were.
As for the Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts, Yuan Zhisheng has no clue, because this guy is more cautious than the king general and has never shown his face so far.
The vermilion windows were also engulfed in flames, and the wood bent and deformed, making a creaking sound.
"I can only accompany you so far. Please take care of yourself in the future." Sakurai Kogure looked at the eyes with a smile.
But there was no one in front of her, only a blood-red kimono hanging on a hanger in front of the window.
The flames gradually spread, and the kimono fluttered in the flames, as if someone was wearing it and dancing gracefully. He was stepping on the red lotus fire, dancing the most beautiful dance in the world, and fell into hell forever.
Sakurai Kogure also danced with him, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. The clear black pupils seemed to imprint the non-existent person in front of her eyes. Even if the fire burns, she will always remember it. The firelight hitting her body made her
She looks as solemn and distant as a goddess, but also as vague and ethereal as a moth fluttering into a flame.
"What is certain now is that Ryoma will face him here, right?" Yuan Zhisheng asked, looking at the burning pavilion.
"Yes, but I don't know if Ryoma will escape into the mountains." Sakura said, "Maybe there will be an escape passage under the casino. After all, the Kukakukan has been standing here for many years."
Yuan Zhisheng shook his head slightly and threw the document into the sea of fire, "No, she didn't choose to escape. Did you hear that? She was singing. Maybe the 'ghost' also has its own consciousness?"
There are no 'ghosts' in this world, and Yuan Zhisheng knows it. The so-called 'ghosts' are people who have been swallowed up by power. Their families... are dangerous, frightening, and unable to control the power, so they became
'Ghost'. This is a curse that has existed since the birth of the Sheqi family. Strictly speaking, according to the secret party's "Abraham Bloodline Contract", all the other members of the entire Sheqi family except him, who is the 'Emperor'
There are problems in human blood, it just depends on whether the problem is serious or not.
Crow and Sakura were stunned. They concentrated and listened carefully. Sure enough, in addition to the creaking sound of burning, there seemed to be the sound of someone singing softly in the wind and fire.
It was an extremely charming female voice, singing to a kabuki tune, but the lyrics were in Chinese.
Although Crow's Chinese was only at the level of "Hello, Goodbye", even if he couldn't understand the lyrics, he could still hear the complex emotions in them, like sadness and relief, and the singing seemed to penetrate the soul.
There was no gorgeous background music, Sakurai Kogure just sang acapella this song that she had heard countless times.
"As evidence of this, the hairpin was given to me by the emperor himself in the past years;
Don't forget about your romantic feelings, just chat with him and repay him, and you will be lucky in a moment of kindness;
Returning Chai's thoughts to Linqiong, three thousand weak waters to the east, clouds of clouds are red again;
The moon shadow has long since melted away, and there are many dangers;
The journey is lost, looking back is all in vain..."
Yuan Zhisheng listened quietly, then stood up slowly, "This is "Yang Guifei" sung by Bando Tamasaburo. I once heard him sing it live. You stay here, I will go down and talk to Ryoma."
"Hey, hey, hey! Boss, this is in a fire scene! If the building collapses and something happens to you, even if we commit hara-kiri and apologize, it's not enough!" Crow's face turned green, "If you don't think about me and Yasha, you should also think about Sakura.
Miss, think about it..."
"Shut up." Yabuki Sakura kicked the crow, her face flushed by the fire looking expressionless.
"Don't worry, this fire won't burn me to death." Yuan Zhisheng mentioned Spider Che, "A person singing this kind of song in a building that is about to collapse must be thinking about someone. Maybe I can ask something...
"
Yuan Zhisheng used the scabbard to push open the hot copper door.
Everywhere in the pavilion was surrounded by flames, the gauze curtains were burning, the wooden ladies were burning, and the playing cards on the floor were burning and curling up. If it weren't for the fact that the Paradise Pavilion didn't cut corners in construction, all the wood used would have been treated with chemicals.
The building is made of wood that has very good flame resistance, and it would have burned down long ago.
There is an extreme lack of oxygen in a fire scene. A normal person would be choked and faint after being choked for a while. Then he would either be burned to death or die of suffocation.
But Yuan Zhisheng is different. He is the 'Emperor'. Apart from the monster Xuan Hao, he believes that there is no hybrid species with better blood than his in the world, so not only can he move freely in the fire scene, he can even
smokes.
Pick up a burning card, light the cigarette in your hand, walk in the flames, and move towards the vermilion pavilion, where the singing comes from.
Opening the door gently, the sound became clearer and more pleasant.
The burning Paradise Pavilion echoed with slow and obscure ancient Chinese lyrics.
Sakurai Kogure's voice is very clear and her pitch is very accurate. She sings slowly and beautifully, as if she is intoxicated in her own world.
Yuan Zhisheng did not disturb her. Although the whole building was burning with raging fire and it was not known when it would collapse, but for some reason he couldn't bear to interrupt the singing of the woman in front of him.
Because it was so beautiful, more beautiful than any song and dance he had ever seen.
In the swaying firelight, the dancing figure is as gorgeous as a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
Sakurai Kogure didn't open her eyes until the dance ended.
“A flashy dream, three lives are indistinct, and no trace of causes and conditions;
Although we are worthy of love, why meet again? Life is growing in the soil, who is like passing water, flowing eastward without end;
Let me keep the Penglai Palace for myself, far away and impermanent, and sing peaceful songs."
A solitary applause rang out from the burning flames. Yuan Zhisheng clapped his hands gently, looking at the graceful and luxurious girl in front of him.
This was not what he imagined "Ryoma" to look like. He thought he should be a pitiful person intoxicated with power, but what he saw was a girl with an elegant temperament.
Sakurai Kogure looked a little dazed when she heard the applause. She smiled and bowed for the curtain call.
He was the focus that she could never reach despite all her efforts, just as the song "Yang Guifei" she sang could never be as good as his.
At this moment, she looked at Yuan Zhisheng who was applauding her. The familiar shadows overlapped and she felt as if she was recognized by the person chasing her.
Her eyes were a little blurry, and she smiled absently, "You are back..."
Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, Sakurai Kogure also reacted, and then a regretful smile appeared on his face, "Welcome."
Her smile made Yuan Zhisheng hesitate for a moment. Is a girl with such a beautiful smile really a 'ghost'?
The answer was yes, and he quickly gave up the remaining trace of pity in his heart.
He is here to defeat the fierce ghosts... The current situation of the Sheqi Eight Clan has no time to sympathize with the fallen tribesmen.
Sakurai Kogure looked at Minamoto with a smile. She held a wooden sword with a white sheath in her hand. It didn't look lethal, more like a decoration.
"Are you Mr. Nagamoto Shosei, the current head of the Sheqi Eight Family?" The smile on Sakurai Kogure's face gradually became professional. She asked the Minamoto Shosei in front of her as if she was entertaining guests from afar.
, not caring at all that they were all in a sea of fire at this moment.
"Are you Ryoma?" Yuan Zhisheng confirmed again, looking at the young girl in front of him, perhaps he was also afraid deep down that he might have mistaken the wrong person.
"Yes, I am Sakurai Kogure, Ryoma of the Fierce Demons." Sakurai Kogure nodded gently, "Are you here to kill me?"
"No... I think we might be able to talk," Yuan Zhisheng said without pulling out the spider cutter, "Are you the only one here? Or do the Dragon King and the King regard you as an abandoned son?"
"No, there is no king general or dragon king here." Sakurai Kogure shook her head slightly, "The fierce ghosts have come to an end. There is only the last ghost left here, and that is me."
"Do you want to carry everything for someone?" Yuan Zhisheng said, "There is no point in doing so... Listening to your singing, I can hear that there is a person hidden in the song. At this time, you will still think of him.
That person must be very important to you, right? Is he a dragon king or a general?"
"I told you, I'm the only one here." Sakurai Kogure still had a professional smile on her face.
"Actually, you don't have to die for anyone. Our goal is to find out the person behind it. Although we don't know what he is planning, it is definitely a very dangerous thing. If we continue to let it go, many people will die," Yuan Zhisheng
Say, "If you will tell us, I promise you that I will keep you safe and free."
"Freedom? You put my kind in prison, and now you say you want to give me freedom? Don't you think it's ridiculous?" The smile on Sakurai Kogure's face changed and became a little mocking, "You parents are really good people, what do you think?
Knowing the identity of the Dragon King and the King General is to save the world? How great... Do you know what we call people like you?"
Yuan Zhisheng was slightly startled.
"Hypocrite." Sakurai Kogure pointed the wooden sword in her hand at Minamoto Chisheng, "Saving all sentient beings is just a psychological comfort you give yourself, and giving me freedom is just a means to achieve your goal. In fact, what you long for deep in your heart is
What exactly is it? Can you say with a clear conscience that you are really a great man who cares about the world?"
"..." Yuan Zhisheng fell silent.
"Can't you? In fact, we are all the same, we are just forced to take different paths." Sakurai Kogure smiled indifferently, "The path you were forced to take is called 'justice', and
We can only choose 'evil'. This is the path we are destined to take since we were born! You are the great Amaterasu. You will always stand in the sunshine, and you can only stand in the sunshine..."
"You will never feel the coldness of the night, because this world does not allow it!" Sakurai Kogure took out a small emerald green cup and a wooden box from her sleeves, and broke the last dark purple potion in the wooden box.
Pour it into a cup, "As moths in the darkness, we are destined to rush into the fire and be burned to death, but you can only be bound to the sun and endure the burning torture of the scorching sun."
"No!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted when he saw her actions.
The spider cut out of its sheath, and Minamoto rushed towards Sakurai Kogure like lightning, but it was too late.
"Respect this sad fate." Sakurai Kogure looked up to the sky and drank the potion in the cup with a relieved smile on her face. It seemed that as long as she drank this cup of wine, everything would be over.
In the burning flames, the butterfly spreads its wings, which are composed of wind and fire. The burning butterfly wings are poignant and gorgeous.
Yanling·Fengwu.
Through the flying sparks, Yuan Zhisheng saw the black-purple blood crawling up from Sakurai Kogure's plain neck, and soon reached her face, like a group of thin snakes, making her originally beautiful face look a little...
ferocious.
The cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the fragments illuminated by the fire reflected Sakurai Kogure's distorted face.
A crystal teardrop fell on the fragments. Sakurai Kogure leaned her head, her long hair covering her cheeks. Perhaps it was because she was a little sad to see her ugly face reflected on the fragments. At this moment, she finally became
A real evil ghost can no longer face the man he loves deeply.
"It's really ugly..."
She raised her head, with a hint of unwillingness in her golden pupils, and looked at Yuan Zhisheng in front of her, "Fortunately, it's not him who is standing in front of me."
"I'll wipe it!" the crow roared anxiously and rushed down the hillside.
Yabuki Sakura is faster than him.
They originally thought that if Yuan Zhisheng failed to persuade him to surrender, they should kill the opponent with a knife. After all, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have made a lot of determination when he came here, but now they realized that their boss was always soft-hearted when he shouldn't be. Speaking of which,
It is not suitable to be a bullshit parent!
Now it was fun. When they heard the sharp roar coming from the fire scene, they knew that something was wrong without even thinking about it.
A violent metal collision sounded in the fire scene, like something colliding together. What could collide with the 'Emperor' head-on? A rampaging 'ghost'? It must be a ghost with a very high bloodline!
A fierce battle obviously broke out in the Paradise Pavilion, and Yuan Zhisheng was dragged inside. The crow thought, it would be fine if that dragon and horse among the fierce ghosts were burned to death inside. He was probably a lunatic anyway, so he had no plans to come out.
But it wouldn't be fun if their boss was burned to death... It doesn't matter if he and Yasha commit seppuku, but what if Miss Sakura wants to commit seppuku as a girl?
Sakura and Crow ran towards the fire. The Paradise Pavilion was already on the verge of collapse. The flames almost covered the entire corner. The tongues of fire rising into the sky were like the breath of a giant dragon, as if they could devour all life.
Crow and Sakura saw that Yuan Zhisheng went in easily. They thought it was easy at first. They thought they could just push the door and get in. But now they get closer and realize how difficult it is! Compared with Yuan Zhisheng who is the 'Emperor'
It's not even bad at all.
Such fire is enough to burn most hybrids to death, including them of course!
Before they could even rush inside, they were already forced back by the flames.
The high-temperature air of more than 100 degrees makes it difficult for them to breathe, and they will be burned if they touch the slightest flame.
"Be careful!" Crow grabbed Sakura's wrist, fearing that this girl would lose her mind because she was worried about Yuan Zhisheng's safety. The fire scene here is not something that they can rush into. If they go in, maybe Yuan Zhisheng can come out.
Because saving them fell into a more serious crisis.
But Sakura ignored him and turned around and rushed into the flames. Compared with Yuan Zhisheng's life, her life was simply insignificant.
"Hey Hey hey!"
The crow hurriedly followed and tried to pull her back.
Then...then the two of them were surrounded by flames.
"Damn it..." Crow's face looked extremely ugly, now it was fun.
They are now in a dilemma.
"Sigh... what can young people nowadays not think about at such a young age?"
A hoarse voice sounded behind the two of them.
Sakura and Crow were alert and wanted to turn their heads, but before their necks could move, two wrinkled hands were placed on their shoulders.
Inexplicable fear arose in Crow's heart. Who could come up behind them silently? Although their bloodline is not as good as Yuan Zhisheng's, but as Yuan Zhisheng's retainers, their strength is superior to that of the eight Sheqi families except for a few heads.
Other than that, it's top-notch.
Before the crow could figure it out, he felt his body flying.
"I wipe it?"
Not only did he fly, but Sakura also flew.
It was that person who threw it!
Crow understood that it was the figure that suddenly appeared, and threw himself away, and then threw Miss Sakura over again. His movements were as easy as throwing two paper balls at random.
The crow landed heavily on the ground outside the fire scene, and it wasn't over yet.
The man's precise throw allowed Sakura to hit him accurately.
"puff……"
The crow was hit so hard that he spat out. If Sakura hadn't strictly controlled her weight as a ninja to not exceed 50kg, he felt like he couldn't bear it.