The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"So, what are we doing here? Visiting?"

After knowing his own situation, or this helpless situation, Wu also felt relieved, except for the faint resentment that he didn't know about being beaten by Reimu.

"However, even though it is a world of memories, it looks like it is real." Takeya looked around and sighed, "Why don't we go shopping somewhere?"

"Haha," he laughed expressionlessly, and Gu Mingdijue complained: "There are pictures like this everywhere here, where do you want to go?"

"Well, it's true."

"And even if you have the heart, you can't do it."

Gu Mingdijue said calmly: "This is the world in Feng Jian Youxiang's memory. Except for her immersive feeling, there is no difference between us outsiders and the air."

"Huh? Does this mean we can't do anything except watch?"

"To put it simply, that's it," Gu Mingji nodded and said, "This is the reappearance of memory. None of the situations outside the memory will happen, so even if we go to Feng Jian Youxiang now, she can't see us."

"That's it."

Wu Ye suddenly felt a little boring, and I have to say that people with big hearts are really difficult to maintain.

"By the way, this is a battlefield, right? No, it should be said that it has been turned into a battlefield, right?"

"That's right."

Gu Mingjijue paused for a moment, and then said: "If I guessed correctly, this should be the final battlefield of that war, Fujiwara Kyo."

"Hmm" Takeru frowned, and soon he thought of the story he had heard several times about the war between humans and monsters a thousand years ago.

Just after hearing Gu Mingdijue's words, he couldn't help but wonder: "Wait a minute, if you say that, could it be that you didn't participate in the original war?"

"No," Gu Mingdijue answered quickly and succinctly, and the reason was also very simple: "Even if it is a big war between two races, do you think monsters like Jue will be invited by them?"

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Wu Ye didn't say anything. He didn't quite understand the reason for his hatred of mind-reading monsters at the moment, and since his mind-reading ability was ineffective for him, he probably wouldn't know anything anymore.

"Just right."

After a short silence, Gu Mingdijue took the initiative to change the topic: "The opportunity is rare. Since we are all here, it would be a shame not to go and see it."

"Look? What are you looking at?"

Gu Ming looked at Wu Ye with a half-smile and said, "It's a legend."

What am I doing?

The air was filled with a thick fishy smell, which was the smell of blood. Standing in the collapsed world, Feng Jian Youxiang stared blankly up at the distorted sky, suddenly feeling confused.

Here is, where?

What the hell am I doing?

"Lord Youxiang."

There was a call from behind that was mixed with awe and excitement. Turning around, it was an unknown monster with an ordinary aura and strength.

The trembling body seemed to be afraid of something extremely terrifying, but the blood-stained excitement in his eyes was unmistakable, it was the desire to kill.

A monster tends to instinctively desire to kill humans.

"Lord Youxiang," she whispered Feng Jian Youxiang's name again, and then said respectfully: "I'm afraid the enemy's main formation is in front, please give the order."

"This formation."

Feng Jian Youxiang suddenly glanced at the only mansion in front of her that was not affected by the war. The somewhat decayed word "西行" on the plaque made her eyes light up slightly.

Come to think of it, today is the final battle.

Feng Jian Yuxiang finally remembered the reason why she appeared here.

As if aware of the change in Feng Jian Youxiang's expression, the monster behind him couldn't hide his excitement and said: "Master Youxiang, the leader of the coalition forces, the daughter of the Westward Journey is undoubtedly among them. As long as she is captured, this war will be over. !”

"Um"

Feng Jian Youxiang snorted softly. Even so, she felt an extremely dangerous aura from the seemingly peaceful mansion, which stimulated her sixth sense like a natural enemy.

But in the battle of monsters, as long as you show fear, you have already lost. She is one of the generals of the monster alliance, and she must pull down the curtain of this war.

"attack."

The simple two-word command completely aroused the violence and madness of the monsters behind them. The monsters roared towards the mansion, with an aura that wanted to raze the place to the ground, like a tidal wave.

As a general, she naturally couldn't be left behind. With slightly heavy steps, Kazami Yuka slowly joined the torrent of monsters.

The mansion was huge, but it was nothing in front of the vast army of monsters. In less than ten breaths, the monsters surrounded the whole mansion.

Along the way, the monsters in front consciously made way for her, and the end of this road was the last pure land in this city.

It was a small courtyard, a very ordinary small courtyard.

As the residence of the contemporary head of the Xihang family, such a small courtyard is obviously a bit unconventional. A rough calculation shows that the scattered rooms here can only accommodate two or three people in the end. It does not look like the main house at all, but rather Like a guest room.

Although this generation of Westbound mages has no interest in things outside their body, isn't this kind of pomp too cold?

Looking up, the Westward Daughter was sitting on the porch outside the house, and in front of her was the monster among monsters that stopped all the monsters from moving forward.

Her blood-white long hair floated down, revealing a bit of unnatural morbid beauty. Her slightly thin chin was raised slightly, which seemed to imply a bit of disdain. Engraved on the Yin Yang Taoist robe were red traces called hatred.

Her stunningly beautiful appearance was comparable to that of Feng Jian Yuxiang herself. Although her aura like Yugu Xianglan was destroyed by this discordant killing intent, it was still difficult to conceal her uniqueness.

The blood-stained appearance was like a ghost returning from hell. The noble and pure white flower was coated with a layer of murderous red. Rolling under her feet was the pathetic head of some reckless monster. The word "fear" was deep in it. Engraved deeply in those dead pupils.

She just stood there, enough to form a natural power, like a barrier to stop all the monsters.

Can't blame them for being timid, it's because the people in front of them are too scary.

So much glory is crowned on this seemingly thin girl that ordinary monsters will lose the courage to fight just by hearing her name.

Unprecedented and unmatched, he is the first and only person in history who is recognized as the "most powerful" being by humans, monsters, and even gods hidden in history.

The best, the most outstanding, and the greatest among the Onmyoji of all time.

As a general of the human coalition, in this dark era, he emerged as a brave man who ignited the flame of hope for mankind and a hero who illuminated the road to the future.

Its name is——

"Abe Seimei!"

Thanks to the world record passerby male protagonist, Rainy Night Is Not Rainy Smoke, for the reward