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Gin pressed down on the bulging vein on his left forehead, and also suppressed the urge to die with the system. He used his arm to throw out the ghost hand and the demon sword.
With the mace (not a typo) on his side, the holy light flowed all over the floor like liquid butter, and then spread to the entire house, blocking out the overwhelming evil spirit from the outside world.
Gin turned to look at Minamoto Noraimitsu, wanting him to come over and negotiate with the big boss outside. Before he could say anything, he received a mysterious smile from him.
The general idea is: I didn¡¯t expect you to be a wild old man.
The vein on the right side of his forehead bulged. Gin took a deep breath and pressed it down silently. He turned around and said coldly: "The beating has been completed and the venting has come to an end. Don't you want to come in and talk?"
The raging demonic energy suddenly froze, and then slowly dissipated. The rain is getting lighter, and the sound of wind and thunder has become calmer and soothing. Although there is no tendency to clear up, at least the momentum has dropped, and it is not as scary as before.
The thin rain curtain was torn apart by a beam of sword energy, and a figure walked out of the crack.
He was a handsome young man with bangs in the style of the Heian period. His long hair was tied into a high ponytail. It matched perfectly with the complicated yet elegant hunting clothes on his body, which further highlighted his unique and outstanding temperament. .
There are three swords on his waist and one in his hand, which is the entity of the sword held by the ghost hand. His eyes were cold and his body was filled with a threatening evil aura, which made him look like an evil ghost from hell. His beautiful skin contained monstrous anger, which was extremely frightening.
If he hadn¡¯t held a young man in white in his arms, perhaps his aura would have been even more terrifying.
Gin¡¯s eyes slid from the young man¡¯s cheek to his arms, and finally settled on the person embraced by him.
This man has black hair and white clothes, and a handsome appearance. Even if he is completely lifeless, he still maintains an aristocratic elegance. Even the curve of his arms hanging down is indescribably graceful.
Ginjiu¡¯s mouth twitched: ¡°Minamoto Yorimitsu, is that your body?¡±
Minamoto Yorimitsu was confused. He didn¡¯t know whether to be nervous about the young man¡¯s appearance or worried about his own safety.
After being stunned for a long time, he held back a sentence: "Onikiri, could it be that you stole my body?"
Onikiri, the young man who was walking slowly, moved his eyes straight ahead to Minamoto Yoriguang's face, his eyes like dead water showed some fluctuations: "I finally found you."
Before he finished speaking, he flashed and approached the door, passing by Gin and his mace. However, the moment his long legs crossed the threshold and entered the store, he suddenly shivered violently.
Gin held the wild mace in front of him and looked at Onikiri strangely: "What's wrong with you?"
Onikiri frowned, his dull expression seemed a bit more lively, but his whole body trembled slightly as if he was electrocuted: "It's itchy."
¡°As he said that, he put the knife in his hand back to his waist and scratched his neck, chest, and back for a long time. The murderous intention to accuse him was reduced by six to seven points.
As soon as he finished speaking, Minamoto no Yorimitsu also jumped up, scratching and scratching non-stop. While scratching, he did not forget to glare at Gin: "Put away your holy light quickly! I feel all The world is full of feather dusters! Let¡¯s not let people¡ let ghosts live!¡±
Gin circled around and saw the holy light filling the room. Then he remembered the role of the holy light and said to the system: "Turn off the holy light on the mace."
The system was quite shy about the power of the mace and refused with a smile: "No, no, no, I think this is good. The Holy Light version of the feather duster can also weaken that guy's strength, so you might as well leave it on like this."
Gin Jiu said calmly: "Don't force me to settle the Mace's debt with you now."
"It's closed, isn't it closed now?" The system quickly withdrew the holy light that was flowing all over the ground, fully demonstrating what it means to be a hero who knows the current affairs.
The holy light dissipated, the mace took off its disguise, and its aura suddenly turned into an ordinary and ferocious one.
Gin leaned on the counter with it, looked at Minamoto Noraimitsu, who had a weak soul, and then at Onikiri, who breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "Tell me, what's the problem between you two demons and one oni?" Human hatred?¡±
Onikiri put down his scratching hands and stared at Minamoto Yorimitsu: "I have been looking for you for a thousand years, and this grudge must be settled today."
After saying that, he put down Minamoto Noraimitsu's body, with such a solemn and gentle gesture, those who didn't know thought it was a rare treasure.
"Go back to your body and fight me to the death!"
Onikiri¡¯s tone is sonorous, every sound isInvincible. "The system said with sincere emotion, "This Minamoto no Yorimitsu is indeed the strongest onmyoji of the Genji family, a perfect wolf slayer. However, this bad debt between the two of them couldn't be passed over so lightly, right? "
Ginjiu ignored it and saw that one demon and one ghost were at an impasse, glaring at each other like fighting cocks without saying a word, so he had no choice but to break the silence: "Since you are not fighting for the time being, do you want to listen to what I have to say?"
Onikiri looked over and glanced at the mace in his hand fearfully, neither agreeing nor rejecting.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu quickly moved to his side and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "It took a lot of effort for me to gain such a big advantage. Please stop messing with me and find a way to help me get my body back." Say it again."
"You are very insidious." Gin said with a look of disgust, "Compared to you, that monster is as pure and flawless as yellow paper."
"It's a blank piece of paper!" Minamoto Laiguang corrected tiredly, "As the old saying goes, the one who is close to the ink is the dark one. I learned all my insidiousness from you."
"Looking at my demigod-level mace, I allow you to reorganize the language."
"Please help me get my body back, boss!"
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