The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Yakumo Murasaki!"

Kanako yelled out the name of the visitor angrily. The brilliance of the sun in the realm of Masumi on her chest had been completely covered up the moment Gangnir shone, and now all that was left was the light of fireflies.

With mixed emotions of fear and anger, Kanako strode forward and grabbed Yakumo Purple's collar with both hands. Her slightly trembling pupils were still shaking:

"You bastard! Did you know it from the beginning!"

"calm down"

Yakumo Zi frowned and slapped Kanako's hand away, she hadn't seen Kanako in such a gaffe for a long time.

"Stop kidding! Why does that kind of thing appear here!"

Although she knew she couldn't lose her composure too much, Kanako couldn't calm down no matter what. In that moment, she really smelled the breath of death.

"Okay, calm down first."

"How do you want me to calm down!"

"you"

"'God-killing Spear'.!"

Kanako gritted her teeth and revealed the root of the fear, the fear and killing intent in her eyes did not diminish at all:

"I'm not blind yet! Even if I just look at that kind of thing, I will never admit it! Yakumo Purple, are you going to start a war! With us!"

"Listen to us first"

With a helpless smile, Yakumo Purple tried her best to keep her tone calm so as not to irritate this irascible god again:

"We can guarantee that we know nothing about it. As for the gun, I can tell you clearly that it was a weapon that appeared in the hands of vampires before Takeya was born."

"impossible."

Kanako categorically denied it with a cold face. Although she didn't like thinking very much, she was not stupid.

"At first, I was wondering why that human being could create so many 'miracles' one after another. Now that I think about it, how could he have done it if he hadn't been protected by the 'God-killing Spear'!"

Hearing Kanako's confident words, Yakumo Purple sighed slightly:

"Okay. We don't deny that we knew that Takeya was a bit special before this."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the temperature between Yakumo Purple and Kanako almost dropped to freezing point, but she immediately continued:

"However, we can guarantee that Takeya has absolutely nothing to do with you talking about the 'God-killing Spear'. The weapon he holds is called 'Gangnir', and it was indeed the property of a vampire before."

"Well"

The two looked at each other for a long time, Kanako's expression was complicated. She believed some of Yakumo Murasaki's words, but not all of them. She only believed the part where the other party expressed ignorance. As for Takeya.

"My feelings are absolutely correct."

Shaking her head solemnly, Kanako said:

"I have no idea what vampire you are talking about, but that aura is definitely the 'God-killing Spear'. King of Hell! What do you say?"

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Shiki Ehime on the side had already escaped from the siege of Gozashi because of Yakumo Purple's intervention. However, when Kanako asked her, she fell silent.

"Those who have survived from the age of mythology cannot fail to recognize the sinful gun used to punish the gods. King of Hell, as the 'god' of hell, it is impossible for you not to know, right?"

".As for the breath, it is indeed true."

Shiki Ehime's words caused the atmosphere at the scene to fall into dead silence again. Yakumo Murasaki's face became even more embarrassed, while Kanako looked resentful.

"but."

After pondering for a moment, Shiki Yingji suddenly spoke again:

"That gun has stayed in that era forever. Moreover, I don't think a weapon of this level can be passed down. It is impossible to even use it by another owner, right?"

"Do you mean that human being also lived from the age of gods to today?"

"That's impossible."

Raising her hand to interrupt Kanako's bizarre conclusion, Yakumo Murasaki said calmly:

"We also raised Wu. Ahem, we watched him grow up. I can tell you clearly that he is only seventeen years old this year."

"Even if the body is only seventeen years old, what about the soul?"

"Um"

Siji Yingji's eyes darkened slightly when she heard this. This sentence was obviously a question to her. After all, she was the King of Hell in charge of hell.

Kanako's eyes fell on Shiki Yingji's body as if examining her. This feeling was very unpleasant, but she still held back the attack.

The long river of memory began to flow, and Shiki Yingji's mind quickly recalled the unforgettable memories of the past, and finally settled on the figure of Takeya holding the magic gun just now.

"No, Hell has not received such a soul."

Shaking her head slowly, Shiki Yingji hid her only trace of doubt deeply in her eyes, and said to Kanako calmly:

"If it is a soul with the power of 'killing gods', I will definitely not forget it so simply."

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As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene fell into silence again. Kanako was meditating alone, while Yakumo Purple and Shiki Ehime had their own thoughts.

Youxiang listened quietly for a while, her face half-covered making it difficult to tell what she was thinking.

Reimu was the only one who was completely confused. She squatted aside and listened to everyone talking about topics she didn't understand at all. Seeing that everyone was speechless, she looked up at the still early sky:

Takeru doesn’t even know where he is, why don’t I go back and have tea? At this moment, Lingmeng thought so.

As for Komachi, she had fallen down and took a nap because she couldn't understand the high-minded conversations between the big shots.

"pain"

Rubbing his numb buttocks, Takeya didn't know how high he fell from, and he couldn't understand the situation at this time.

He was still in the middle of the battlefield when he was suddenly pulled by something, and then a feeling of spinning came over him. When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding scenery had changed drastically.

Looking at the familiar colors in the sky, Wu Ye was slightly lost in thought:

"Is this the underworld?"

"Correct~"

A soft reply came to his ears, as well as a faint buzzing sound of clapping. Wu Ye heard it and walked away. The cherry-haired girl was looking at him with a smile:

"Saikyoji Yuyuko?"

It seemed that the person waiting for him was none other than the undead princess of the underworld, his kendo teacher's master, Saikyoji Yuyuko.

"Just call me Yuyuko. By the way, Takeya is younger than me, so why not call me sister?"

Flicking up her hair that was blown to pieces by the wind, Yuyouzi jumped up to her with childish steps, and handed a white jade-like palm to her:

"Welcome to the underworld."

".Is this line outdated?"

Although he still couldn't figure out the situation, Takeru still faithfully performed his job of complaining:

"This is not my first time in the underworld."

"Hey, is that so? Let's just leave it at that."

There was a little surprise in his mouth, and his half-truth and half-false tone was a bit clumsy and cute, but the cunning in his eyes turned that clumsiness into a playful tease.

"Speaking of which, this is not the first time Takeya-kun and I have met? That should be the right way to say it -"

With a charming smile on her lips, Yuyuko took the initiative to hold Takeya's hand:

"Long time no see, Wu Ye-kun."