Under Jiu's nearly full force blow, the world within the barrier began to appear torn to pieces. Zhang Bi, who was hiding in the dark, was so frightened that he covered his mouth. Before, it had the customary arrogance of the God of Death, and now only one was left.
His face was filled with fear, and his lips covered with his hands couldn't help but say: "What kind of fucking monsters are these two guys..."
One is the god of death and the other is human.
But all of them are beyond conventional understanding.
"Sir Ying Ji!" Kenny tried to find the familiar figure in the dust and smoke flying in the sky. His partner Bai Meng looked relatively calm. He stretched out his hand to hold the other person and said slowly: "Sir Ying Ji's aura still exists. There is no
Die." Sure enough, when the dust and smoke cleared, both Jiu and Sakuraji were still standing, but the once invincible leader of the punishment force now looked a little embarrassed.
Yue Rabbit looked a little surprised, and subconsciously put the fingers of his right hand in his mouth and bit it, and said bitterly: "Can't even such an attack kill her?" "But it did cause damage." Wen Jing could feel it.
Seeing the strength of the God of Death, Ying Ji was not as calm as she seemed on the surface. Nie Ying also showed a disappointed expression, "Tsk..." After secretly smacking her tongue, she hid her whole body into the nearby shadows.
He seems to be planning something.
The two who decided the outcome of the scene looked at each other silently.
The first one to take action was Jiu.
She didn't believe that Ying Ji could still be as powerful as before after receiving her full blow from the front. In fact, just as she judged, she kicked Ying Ji into the air with a swift kick. This time, the latter was hit in succession.
She didn't even have time to react, and then Jiu jumped to a higher position than Sakuraji, and kicked her to the ground again. Sakuraji's whole body fell weakly to the ground that had been broken, and then, with difficulty
Looking up at the dove that condensed gravity into a sharp invisible sword in the air, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, as if he was laughing. Was he laughing at human beings' overestimation of their own abilities, or was he laughing at himself?
No one can tell.
"This time, it's really the curtain call." Jiu aimed the sword blade at Ying Ji's chest and fell from the sky!
"That's right, just like that, kill her!" Nie Ying quietly activated her ability and looked excitedly at the scene that was about to appear in front of her.
The scene where Sakura-hime is in a state of despair.
This time, Ying Ji did not resist, she just looked up at the sky in trance, as if what she saw in her eyes was not a life-threatening sword, but the past years flashing in front of her eyes.
Can it be over?
She closed her eyes, the corners of Yingji's mouth turned up slightly, and she smiled.
That was a very distant time.
A certain Japanese lord gave birth to a daughter named Sakura-hime.
He grew up in an ordinary way, got married and had children, and lived his life in such a simple way, until suddenly one day, his father brought back a guest from across the sea, a visitor from the Tang Dynasty.
"Have you heard... that guest is the royal family of the Tang Dynasty?" "How could the royal family of the Shang Dynasty come to a country like ours?" "I don't know, it seems to be a refuge." In the garden, Ying Ji walked alone,
You can hear the whispers in your ears. The only pastime of those maids is to pass on all kinds of gossip. Sakuraji thoughtfully remembers in her heart that Japan in that era worshiped the Tang Dynasty as a god, let alone possessing that
The guest of the country's royal family, while she was thinking, had arrived at the backyard where the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. A strange man was carrying her on his back, standing under a tall cherry blossom tree. Although he had put on uniforms, he was full of energy.
The clothes are incongruous, and the most abrupt thing is probably the sword at the waist, which is majestic and mighty.
"Huh?" The man seemed to realize that someone was coming, and turned his head. The two people's eyes met unexpectedly. That was...the first meeting of a thousand-year bond.
"You are the daughter of the city lord, Sakuraji, right? I've heard of it." He spoke poor local language, and the man seemed to have studied it carefully. Sakuraji lowered her head shyly and nodded slightly. The man could not be said to be very handsome.
But he was full of heroism and confidence that men from his country did not have, "I may have bothered you recently, I am Li Wenyue." He introduced himself simply, without any arrogance. The man was humble and gentle.
After that, the two of them would often meet here and chat for a few words from time to time. As they gradually became familiar with each other, Ying Ji would curiously ask about various anecdotes about the Tang Dynasty, and would be amused from time to time. This was a simple but simple thing.
happiness memory.
"Lord Wenyue." "I've said it several times, you don't need to call me that." Li Wenyue shrugged his shoulders with a look of helplessness. Ying Ji was sometimes surprisingly stubborn, "I heard... you did it because you were avoiding chaos.
Did you come here?" The more contact she got, the more curious she became, but Ying Ji knew that some reasons couldn't be investigated in depth, so she carefully tested, "That's right, my
My father gave birth to many sons, and as a result, they became noisy and no longer had any affection for each other. There were many other reasons. Finally, I got tired of it..." Li Wenyue paused occasionally when talking about this past event.
, just like when he often stood under the tree and thought silently, Sakuraji guessed what this man was carrying.
Later, she learned through her father that while Li Wenyue was fleeing to Japan, his wife died of illness and his two daughters were left behind in the Tang Dynasty before they could be taken away. He must be feeling guilty.
Ying Ji suddenly had a small wish, hoping that Li Wenyue could always take refuge here. As long as she saw him and chatted with him every day, she would be very satisfied.
Although she knew that sooner or later she would be married to another city lord's child and stay away from here.
But as long as this dream is not exposed by others, she hopes to continue to do it...
Dreams will always wake up.
Moreover, after waking up, another nightmare came.
In a premeditated raid, troops disguised as bandits entered the city. The home where Sakuraji grew up was instantly burned into a sea of ​​fire, and her father was poisoned to death at a banquet entertaining friends.
The fire swept through the garden she once loved. As usual, she sat quietly in the attic alone, looking down. The enemy was killing the servants at home and her father's soldiers, cheering and screaming.
The sound intertwined into a piece of hellish music. Pretending to be calm, she quietly clenched the dagger in her palm. Her father was dead, her mother was also dead, Lord Wenyue seemed to have carved a bloody path and left, so what was left?
I'm left alone.
Finally, the enemy came to the attic where she was. Sakuraji was not a stunning beauty, and she even had a little baby fat left. However, she was a special trophy, the daughter of the city lord. This title alone was enough for her to survive.
Although the way to live may be worse than death.
"The length is a bit disappointing, but it doesn't matter, you are mine." The leading warrior wiped the blood on the sword in his hand, and announced his ownership ferociously. It's a pity...
"I don't belong to any of you...well..." The severe pain came from the chest, it hurt, it hurt... There was only the feeling of pain in her mind, Ying Ji stabbed the dagger into her chest with trembling hands, this was A simple action, but it requires a lot of courage.
"You...bastard!" The samurai kicked Sakuraji down angrily, and then saw bright red blood spreading from under her body. The hands holding the dagger had loosened their grip and were shaking. Sakuraji She was curled up on the ground in pain, her face turned pale, but she tried her best to smile triumphantly. She won and did not let the enemy succeed...
"Pfft" the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through pieces of meat rang in my ears. I opened my eyes with difficulty and saw the figure rushing out of the sea of ​​fire. Wearing Tang Dynasty armor, Li Wenyue slashed down the warrior with a sword. He was roaring crazily. The chaotic battle did not last long. The six warriors on the other side all became forgotten souls under Li Wenyue's sword. Then, this man walked up to Ying Ji with heavy steps, breathing heavily. If you look closely, you will find that the armor has There was blood everywhere, both from the enemy and from himself. Li Wenyue was not a god. He even had two undrawn arrows stuck in his back. It took all his strength to reach here.
"I'm sorry... I came too late. I couldn't save your parents, and I couldn't save you... You took me in as a homeless person, but I can't repay you with anything..." He said naggingly, and then Li Wenyue picked up Yingji with difficulty.
"This is the first time you hugged me..." At the last moment of her life, Ying Ji said such words happily, which made Li Wenyue stunned.
"I'm very satisfied... Don't worry, I don't want to be your special existence. I know you loved your dead wife very much, so..."
So just for this moment, it is enough to be your special existence...I am not such a greedy woman...
"I like you, Lord Wenyue..."
Li Wenyue stared blankly at the girl in his arms. Just now, she was speaking Tang's language.
Ah... I obviously want to say a few more words. I have secretly worked hard to learn Tang's language. I want to see Li Wenyue's surprised expression. I should be able to speak okay.
Sakuraji's hands fell to the ground and merged with the blood.
No matter how beautiful life is, it only takes an instant for it to wither.
"Ha..." Opening his mouth, Li Wenyue wanted to scream in pain, but no sound could come out. He thought of his wife's smile before she died, and now Ying Ji was the same, just being held in his arms.
, he showed a happy smile and then died, why, why couldn't he protect anyone, not even his family, not his friends, not even one... he could not protect him.
He couldn't protect anything, but everyone showed such a satisfied smile to himself.
"I don't deserve to be liked by you...I'm basically a worthless waste...ah...ahhhh!" He hugged the girl who had lost the warmth in his arms tightly, and the flames engulfed the attic, and also this one. A man wailing.
Meeting again was already after becoming the God of Death.
Forgetting everything in her life, Sakuraji chose to become the God of Death. Although she didn't know why she worked so hard, she never relaxed for a moment.
However, her abilities were not favored, and it seemed to be a matter of qualifications. Hundreds of years later, she was still just an executor.
"Well... Sakuraji, you have been an enforcer for almost two hundred years, but you still have not mastered the essence of fighting. You must find your own way of fighting." After failing to participate in the sergeant selection, other Shinigami said this.
Advise her.
Silently leaving the examination room, Sakuraji walked towards the gray sky. There was only one question echoing in her mind, why on earth did she want to become a god of death? Wouldn't it be better to reincarnate properly? This thought often appears, but it immediately becomes inexplicable.
After being dismissed, Sakuraji couldn't remember what happened when she was a human, but she could feel that she had to become an excellent Shinigami... As for the reason, she couldn't remember it at all.
"Hey, are you that stubborn girl? However, after being hundreds of years old, you can't be called a girl anymore... Well, it's such a troublesome title." A man's voice came from behind, Sakura
Ji turned around and met the other person's eyes. Those eyes had the power to make people feel peaceful. He seemed to be a sergeant? No, his power far exceeded that of a sergeant!
"You are..." "My name is Li Wenyue, the leader of the punishment force." Compared with Ying Ji's politeness, Li Wenyue seemed much more free and heroic. Those three words seemed to be full of some kind of magic, which made Ying Ji feel
familiar.
"I'm sorry...do you have a problem with me?" After a brief daze, Ying Ji replied politely. It seemed polite, but she distanced herself from them.
But for a long time, without waiting for the other party's answer, Ying Ji looked forward strangely and found that Li Wenyue was just looking at her silently. After a long time, Ying Ji came to break the silence: "Excuse me... do you know me? I
It means that you knew me when I was still a human." "Oh... why do you ask." After becoming a god of death, you will lose all the memories of your human life. Unless you exceed LV4 in disaster level, you can regain your former self and memory.
At the very least, it is impossible for the Sakura-hime in front of her to still remember what happened when she was a human.
"It's intuition, I just feel like that. I have an indescribable feeling after seeing you." The calm reply made Li Wenyue laugh out loud, "Hahaha, is it a woman's intuition?" "It's the intuition of the God of Death."
." Yingji corrected, "Okay, okay, no matter what kind of intuition it is, it's quite interesting. I heard that you have participated in many sergeant selections and failed. Do you want to come to work with me first? By
I, the genius, will train you." "No need." Li Wenyue refused with such a crisp refusal that Li Wenyue almost couldn't say what he said next, "Ha, why, you already have LV3 Disaster now, you just need the right guidance, very soon
I can become a sergeant soon." "I'm not strong, and I don't like fighting... I just want to raise the disaster to LV4." Sakura Ji just wants to recall everything when she was a human. Maybe only that day can she
Solve the doubts in your mind.
"The memories of human beings... not all of those things are beautiful." Li Wenyue said meaningfully. He had noticed Ying Ji for a long time. The moment he regained his memory, he remembered that he wanted to protect this girl.
The agreement, "Believe me, it might be easier if you don't remember anything." "For me, what is the meaning of existence? I think I can only find it when my memory is restored... Lord Wenyue?" For some reason,
After saying this title, I felt a strange feeling in my heart. It seemed that at some point, I had said a similar title. Then, Li Wenyue came to the front, with a smile on his face. But why, I felt
…
Is this male god of death crying?
PS: Don’t worry, I’m not dead... I’m just in a period of middle-aged irritability and laziness. After thinking about it, I rarely use QQ anymore, so I’m going to set up a WeChat group to remind everyone of updates and to give them a whip.
Chapter completed!