"Of course!" Si Fuqing frowned, seeing the blood on his hands, "But you are still injured, I will bandage it for you."

She took out the gauze she carried with her and took his right hand.

"Other people's blood is not mine." Yu Xiheng said calmly, not caring much.

"Don't move." Si Fuqing pinched his wrist, "You can't dirty your hands with other people's blood. You have such beautiful hands, right?"

She carefully wiped the blood on his palms and fingers with a serious expression.

Yu Xiheng lowered her eyes, her eyes darkened.

"It's clean." Si Fuqing picked up his hand again and looked at it, "There is blood on the clothes too, go back and wash them."

He did not answer this sentence, but suddenly lowered his head, stared into her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Can I hug you?"

It starts with emotion and stops with etiquette.

The way of a gentleman is to refine people deeply.

"Okay." Si Fuqing was startled for a moment and nodded, "Just wait while I take off the bag. I'll hit you later."

She took off her bag, stretched out her arms to hug him, and apologized again: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Yu Xiheng's body trembled slightly.

She has the unique softness of a girl, warm and waxy, as light as the evening breeze, and as misty as the white clouds, which has the power to make people feel at ease.

Yu Xiheng closed her eyes, and the violent aura in her bones was gradually suppressed.

It seemed that only by holding her like this could he feel that she was real.

Time is quiet and beautiful

After an unknown amount of time, he let go of her and straightened up.

Si Fuqing raised his head: "Okay?"

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng smiled faintly, "Go home."

Si Fuqing stood up and put on his bag: "Let's go back, Ning Ning and the others are impatient."

**

the other side.

After confirming that there were no hidden dangers in Si Fuqing's body, Yuan Mingchi let her go.

He went to a bar, slowly mixed a few glasses of wine, wiped the long knife he carried with him, put on new ancient plain clothes, and then set off again.

The morning light was fading, and a faint white glow appeared on the horizon.

The Fujiyama family is still in a state of gloom and gloom.

It was in such an atmosphere that Genmeike stepped into the Fujiyama family for the second time.

The new costume makes him look more like a jade-like boy who stepped out of an ancient scroll.

But in the eyes of the Fujiyama family who had seen him attack with the Yamata no Orochi before, he was the real ghost of the underworld.

The guards were holding weapons and their legs were

Trembling.

Only a few hours later, Yuanmingchi came again!

The daughter of destiny has been taken away by him, what else does he want to do?

Yuan Mingchi put his hands behind his back and smiled clearly. He said lightly: "You can't stop me, and I won't take your lives, so get out."

The guards looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

They are all employed by the Fujiyama family. Now that the Fujiyama family is in decline and unable to make a comeback, they are basically trying to hit the stone with an egg.

As soon as Yuan Mingchi said these words, the guards rolled and crawled away.

Yuan Mingchi continued to walk inside, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After he left, who broke into the Fujiyama family again?

But that's not important, this was originally his plan.

At this time, several ancestors of the Fujiyama family were also alarmed and came out of seclusion one after another.

With the god of disaster, Yamata no Orochi, they are no match for Genmeike.

"Genmei Pond!" the ancestor of the Fujiyama family shouted hoarsely, his eyes red, "Have you forgotten that the Free Continent cannot interfere in the affairs of other regions? If you want to destroy my Fujiyama family, do you want to enter the Holy Light Judgment Office?

?!"

The Holy Light Judgment Center is not a place that ordinary people can enter, but anyone who goes in will not be a human being when they come out.

Even if Yuan Mingchi is the fifth disciple at the top of the clouds, he cannot escape the punishment of the Holy Light Judgment Office for killing like this.

Yuan Mingchi didn't even frown: "It doesn't matter."

Ancestor Tengshan turned pale in horror.

Yuanmingchi is crazy?!

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, without any emotion.

"He can't do it, what do you think about me?"

It was a woman wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform, carrying a long sword on her back.

At this moment, the long sword was unsheathed, the cold light flickered, and a second cold breath enveloped the entire room.

This breath gave Yuanmingchi a familiar feeling.

Tian Cong Yun Sword!

Rotten wood and bright moon.

Sixth Senior Brother: Not only was I robbed, I also didn’t have a partner :)

This world is too cruel for Sixth Senior Brother

*

Some people say that other powerful Onmyoji can tell that His Majesty is an emperor, but Qingqing can't tell that it's a bug.

I wrote it at the beginning, and it was very clear. Qingqing is a pure combat-type Onmyoji. She is not good at the most basic aspects of Onmyoji, such as physiognomy, feng shui and astrology~
Chapter completed!