This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold - Chapitre 521

(Let me talk about it first, it’s not a tragic ending. Don’t send me a blade, I won’t accept it. It’s not a tragic ending.)

“It’s finished! Miss Mamiya! Miss God in! Leave there!”

Mu Chi Yingzhong raised his head and shouted.

The moment this sentence fell, the light of the soul-attracting flower in the sky had been slowly extinguished.

À la fois, Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie turned into two light gold air currents to escape, original revenir, also took away Poor Nishikujo who was jumping on the ground.

“c'est bon!”

Mu Chi Yingzhong slapped both hands, and the golden light in his palm turned into two balls!

Terrifying fluctuations leaked out of her palms, the light gold rays of light gathered together, and then turned and transformed, like the fireflies blooming in summer!

A huge and bright beam of light gushes from the fireflies petals, and then as a group, it quickly shoots toward the coffin pillar!

Gronder! ! ! ! !

“Remove!”

The ethereal and crisp voice sounded, and the light golden kind thoughts dyed the tips of Mou Chi Yingzhong’s hair into light golden color.

She stared tightly at the coffin pillars that were bound in place, her lips moved slightly–

My elder brother… Je suis désolé.

Mu Chi Yingzhong knew that the figure there was no longer the elder brother, but the coffin pillar.

The real brother has long been completely eroded by the constant misfortune.

je ne sais pas quand…you can watch the fireflies in summer with your brother…

Mu Chi Yingzhong yelled, and the kind thoughts poured out from all over!

This too powerful force caused her smooth and white skin to crack everywhere!

Claquer! ! ! !

The dense beam of light only turned the upper body of the coffin pillar into flying ash in an instant.

But it didn’t work!

As long as a part of the other party exists in the world, he can still use Fujin to repair his body!

Mu Chi Yingzhong separated his hands and spread them out, making a gesture as if he was holding something.

Then he swung it down fiercely!

“C'est-à-dire…”

Asamiya held the pitiful Nishikujo forever and swept away his eyes.

Under her gaze, the beam of light condensed by kind thoughts turned back, and under the gesture of Mu Chi Yingzhong’s hands apart, countless ray of brilliance appeared in the air!

These brilliance penetrated the coffin pillars that were constantly squirming like silk threads and wanted to restore to their original state, and then—

Mu Chi Yingzhong shook his hand fiercely!

The accumulated good thoughts shined brightly, and then—

Claquer! ! ! !

Shannian burst out!

Earth-shattering explosion!

The roots of the tree were lifted, the soil was splashing, and the intense wind pressure made Mu Chi Yingzuka’s black kimono tightly pressed against her ketone body.

The wind pressure of the explosion lasted for a full minute, and then gradually dissipated.

Patter, patter…

Mu Chi Yingzhong’s hands were limp, and blood gradually began to ooze from the cracked palm.

But only at this price-

Mu Chi Yingzhong raised his head.

It was the light of kind thoughts that kept hovering upwards, and the sparkling soul fire that continuously shot out from the brilliance of kind thoughts.

In the string of soul fire, a crystal clear soul light flew towards her.

It flew twice around Mu Chi Yingying Tomb, and then reluctantly followed the other soul fire to the sky.

It’s where the sky torii is, and where the world is…

“Frère… frère… safe journey. Everyone in Mu Chi’s family… safe journey.”

Looking at the soaring soul lights, they are like shooting stars.

Mou Chi Yingzhong’s cheeks were pale, and she couldn’t help muttering to herself.

My elder brother…all the spirit bodies of the Mu Chi family trapped in the soul-bound place…now they have escaped from the miserable fate of the Mou Chi family.

Mais pourquoi…

“Larmes… Tears can’t stop it.”

Mu Chi Yingzhong wiped the teardrops with the back of his hand, but the teardrops seemed to be wiped out at all, string after string… seeping out from the fingers.

Mu Chi Yingzhong covered his mouth and tried not to let the sorrowful screams escape.

All she can do is cry quietly.

Looking at the soul light in the sky…quietly cry.

Asamiya Eternal Life and Shinzu Makie stood on the side with the pitiful Nishikujo, and after a glance at each other, they leaned against each other.

They quietly watched this scene of mysterious beauty, and didn’t say a word.

Oui…no words are needed to express the emotions hidden in the heart right now.

……

“appel…”

Beichuan Temple stands on the wooden road.

He stared at the secluded lake.

The self in the lake is also staring at him.

Behind him is a backpack that has been thrown on the ground and has been dyed red with blood.

But that is not the blood flowing from Beichuan Temple.

En réalité, Beichuan Temple came to this place very smoothly all the way, and basically encountered no obstacles.

“Allons-y.” Beichuan Temple’s expression did not change at all, and stepped onto the wooden road step by step.

The surface of the lake was full of pale yellow spring miasma, so dense that Beichuan Temple could not see what was waiting for itself in the road ahead.

L'instant d'après, he stopped and looked.

Parce que devant lui, a figure was constantly wriggling out.

Beichuan Temple emptied the grip, and the deadly spirits gathered together——

The ferocious sledgehammer smashed down fiercely!

“Don’t be so anxious.”

A gloomy voice came from the silhouette, and the same lifeless sledgehammer also smashed against the sledgehammer of Beichuan Temple.

Boom! ! ! !

The two dead sledgehammers touched, and then they turned upside down and flew out.

Lifeless?

With a move of Beichuan Temple’s finger, the lifeless silk thread pulled the sledgehammer back into his hand, and at the same time his indifferent black eyes lifted up to look at the opponent.

Standing opposite… is a person who looks exactly like Beichuan Temple.

Oui c'est le cas.

Not only looks, but also wears, and height is almost the same as Beichuan Temple.

The body of the other party was also surrounded by a sorrowful death, and the tumbling death aura was no weaker than Beichuan Temple.

The only difference may be that his face is gloomy and he looks irritable.

But Beichuan Temple was not half shaken, he rushed up with a blank face, and the lifeless sledgehammer under his hand smashed down!

Boom!

The sledgehammer and the sledgehammer were handed over again, et en même temps, the other party’s cold voice.

“Don’t you think of anything when you look at my face?! You plagiarist!”

Beichuan Temple turned a deaf ear, the sledgehammer in his hand continued to fall.

“You replaced me!”

The other party’s cold and irritable voice roared.

He kicked it away, but was swiftly passed by Beichuan Temple.

“…” Beichuan Temple.

Seeing the other’s excited expression, Beichuan Temple couldn’t help shook his head.

The person who blocked him…son corps…En réalité, Beichuan Temple had known it a long time ago.

There are things like ‘spiritual body’ and ‘thinking’ in this world.

So when Beichuan Temple travels to this world, what will happen to the original owner of this body?

The other party may be the original Beichuan Temple.

That Kitagawa Temple was bullied by Nana Hoshino and had been living under intense pressure.

“Because of the instability of Huangquan, this has become a road that exists in the present and hidden worlds, so I can meet you like this. It’s just—”

The other party stood in place, looking at the expressionless Beichuan Temple with gloomy eyes.

“You don’t seem too surprised?”

Faced with these words, Beichuan Temple shook his head and answered plainly: “There was a matter between the future and Mu Chi Yingzong before, so I also imagined such a situation.”

“Vraiment?” The original owner tasted this sentence, and then raised his head: “Now I have no way to return to my body.”

“mais–“

The other party’s eyes widened, and his eyes were full of spitefulness.

“I can stop you from moving on here!”

He held a death hammer in his hand, and the death spirit lingered above his body.

As an individual connected with Beichuan Temple, the other party can also use the series of Beichuan Temple abilities.

The pale yellow spring miasma gathered together on the lake surface, completely isolating the outside world.

The atmosphere was freezing like ice.

Facing the words of the original owner, the footsteps of Beichuan Temple did not waver at all.

He walked forward step by step, even the death hammer in his hand was gone.

“Hey!!! Don’t ignore me!”

The other party roared, and the lifeless sledgehammer in his hand hit Beichuan Temple’s head fiercely!

The wind pressure wrapped in the sledgehammer made Beichuan Temple’s hair flutter!

As long as the hammer falls, it will die quickly.

But the black eyes of Beichuan Temple did not fluctuate at all.

He continued to walk forward against the falling deadly sledgehammer.

There is no half-shake.

Patter, patter, patter…

Claquer! ! ! !

The wind pressure squeezed the hair.

The death hammer finally stopped above the head of Beichuan Temple.

As long as he advances a little further, his fragile head will be smashed into pieces.

But at the most critical moment… arrêté.

“you you…”

He had a big mouth, and looked at the Beichuan Temple in front of him with suspicion in his eyes, et sa voix tremblait.

Beichuan Temple said nothing, just nodded to him, and then continued to walk towards the depths of the wooden road.

Patter, patter, patter…

There were still rhythmic footsteps, not even a trace of panic, nor a trace of fear.

Seeing that the figure of Beichuan Temple was about to be covered by the Miasma of Huangquan, the original owner’s shout was also heard:

“Attendez! Attendez une minute!”

Patter.

Beichuan Temple stopped, but did not turn his head.

“Tu… do you really want to go to Huangquan like this?!”

The original owner stubbornly grasped the death hammer, and shouted hoarsely:

“There is only one blood of Kongjing left! What can you do after entering Huangquan?! Can you find Zhu Saki’s formation? Can you save Kamiya’s future?”

Beichuan Temple took a deep breath and took another step.

“Attendez! Attendez une minute!”

The original owner looked at Beichuan Temple, and his voice became panicked.

He hurriedly turned around and stretched out his hand to the back of Beichuan Temple, who was walking further and further.

“Ton gendre est si puissant! Ton gendre est si puissant! There is still Eri in this world! There is also a mother! S'il te plaît! Take care of them! Ton gendre est si puissant!”

“I’m already a spirit body! Just take care of Eri and her mother! No matter how you use that body, tu peux le faire!”

“Ton gendre est si puissant!!!”

Under the call of the original owner, Beichuan Temple, half of its body covered by the miasma of Huangquan, arrêté.

Beichuan Temple turned his head, Huang Quan’s miasma had already covered his upper face.

Under the gaze of the original owner, he showed a smile.

Even if you can’t see the expression on the upper half of his face, you can still imagine it–

It must be a very warm smile.

“Merci.”

Too short sentences.

But it took away all the strength of the original spirit body.

He stretched out his hand and fell feebly.

It doesn’t matter if you are replaced, as long as you can take care of Eri and her own mother… ce n'est pas grave.

He stood up swayingly, looking at the road that had been completely swallowed by the miasma of Huangquan, showing a bitter smile.

“Vraiment…”

No wonder so many people like Beichuan Temple, par rapport à…

He looked at his empty hands, then gritted his teeth, the spirit body was entwined with death, and flew towards the wooden road that Beichuan Temple had just walked through!

It’s too late now–

Since the ability of one person is not enough, use the power of two people.

It’s better than just staying in a place like this!

……

The soul and fire are connected, swaying away from each other.

When the last soul fire flew away, Mou Chi Yingzhong barely recovered from the sad memories.

She looked at Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie behind her.

Then a smile appeared.

“Successful. Miss Mamiya, Miss God in residence.”

“…”

The Asamiya Eternal Life, who had been holding a sigh of breath, looked at each other with the gods in Makie, and then——

“it is finally over!!!!”

God Zhu Maki yelled loudly, and then threw the pitiful Nishikujo in his arms high.

“?????” Nishikujo was pitiful.

Compared with his sister’s gaffe, Asamiya Yongshi’s performance was much calmer.

She just showed a quiet smile at Mu Chi Yingzong, and then looked back at the pitiful Nishikujo who was playing around with her sister.

Oui c'est le cas…

C'est fini.

En rétrospective, there were indeed many situations in Mu Chi’s journey that caused her to squeeze a cold sweat.

But these situations are about to become memories, and she will keep them in her heart.

Then just wait for the return of Beichuan Temple in Huangquan…there is no problem anymore.

Pas mal… as long as Beichuan Temple comes back, everything will be over.

“and many more.”

A voice awakened Asamiya who was immersed in the reunion ending forever, et en même temps, it was the hesitant voice of Mu Chi Yingzuka.

Hey?

Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie looked around.

I saw Mu Chi Yingzong standing in front of a pool of dried up blood, eyes gleaming with surprise.

“Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas? Miss Mou Chi?”

Seeing this expression, Asamiya Yongshi’s heart tightened, and then he hurried up to ask.

“…” Mou Chi Yingzhong.

She took a deep breath and stroked the blood on the ground: “It seems that things are not as simple as we thought.”

“Quoi…Que dis-tu?”

Cette fois, not only Asamiya’s eternal life, but also the god-resident Makie on one side walked over with pity.

“There is a problem with the bamboo bottle containing the blood of emptiness!”

Mu Chi Yingzhong’s voice lowered.

“quelle?!”

The fingers of God in Makie and Asamiya tremble forever.

The blood of emptiness…

That’s the blood of the Miko Muchi…one less bottle will make the next mission difficult.

pourtant, Mu Chi Yingzhong said that such an important thing…has a problem?

“Did it break a bottle?”

Asamiya Yongshi asked directly.

“…Non…Look at the scale of the blood on the ground…At least two bottles burst and spilled.”

Mu Chi Yingzhong gave a very bad news.

“quelle?!”

Two bottles? !

It’s hard to accept losing one bottle. Losing two bottles this time…?

This also shows–

“Goshen has lost the means to escape from Huangquan.”

Mu Chi Hotaru subconsciously looked in the direction of the sky torii.

“Mais… il y a encore une chance.”