Chapter 673 Care or Not

But after getting the answer, I skipped the complicated process that should have been there and couldn't wait to appreciate the Satomi family's treasures.

This can be said to be extremely disrespectful.

It wouldn't be surprising if Satomi Kujing was furious.

But in fact, the young man was just stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Then, please follow me."

"Very good, very good."

Ashikaga clasped his hands and laughed, followed Satomi Kujing, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "There seems to be a faint smell of blood. Is Mr. Kujing injured?"

"Earlier last night, I participated in the arrest of the wrongful murderer and suffered some minor injuries. I would like to ask for your care."

"Young people are really good. They dare to fight and fight hard. Old people like Lao Chen can't compare." He patted Jiu Jing on the shoulder with approval: "Keep up the good work, Mr. Jiu Jing."

"yes."

Jiu Jing nodded respectfully.

In a harmonious atmosphere, the two chatted and laughed happily, and walked step by step into the heavily guarded treasure house.

After passing through layers of treasures, I finally saw a bright light in the innermost secret room.

As if made of colored glaze, the dazzling armor was standing in front of them, shining with solemn light, and its countless sharp sections reflected the dreamy bubbles in the world of mortals.

Immediately, everything returned to nothingness.

It is said that the dog god was created with the eight virtues, and is also the lofty holy mark relic in the Yingzhou genealogy - Fazheluo Glazed Furniture·Eight Rooms!

It seems to be as fragile as a dream, but in fact it has a terrifying defense equivalent to the fetal membrane of the Vajra Realm.

The relic transformed by the head of the Yaksha clan is a treasure that only the family head can inherit. Each generation can create the miraculous seals of the eight ascendants.

"It's so beautiful."

The moment he witnessed that dazzling light, the last trace of doubt in my husband's mind disappeared.

What was in front of him was a real treasure.

It is enough to protect the Satomi family's inheritance for eternity.

Simply, within reach...

In the silence, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and waved behind him.

The subordinates in the darkness lowered their weapons, but still stood ready.

"Jiu Jing-kun, you can tell me honestly now." He turned around and asked with a cold expression, "What happened to that guy Inujiang? No matter how complacent and proud I am, I won't think that guy Will let me get close to the family's treasure.

If you go too far, even old age cannot protect you. "

"Lord Inujie relapsed and unfortunately passed away just now."

Ashikaga Nakayuki was stunned for a moment. Before he could praise Kusei, he heard his calm voice: "It's your turn next, Ashikaga-sama."

At that moment, it was behind him.

The whole room was shaken.

The silent Fazheluo raised his face. Behind his eyes, from the solemn and sacred glazed light, violent and ferocious blood suddenly emerged.

In an instant, the noble god will turn into a demon Rakshasa.

He raised his palm.

It easily penetrated the layers of protection and landed on Ashikaga Nakayuki's neck, lifting him from the place as if he were randomly picking up some toy.

The sharp five fingers slowly tightened.

The miraculous seal that obviously had no owner was now active on its own.

Treat him as an enemy!

But under Ashikaga Nakayuki's feet, his shadow suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick, and then expanded rapidly, like a whirlpool, and the legions living in the shadows responded.

But Fazheluo just slowly raised his other hand, pulled out the sword from his waist, and pierced his shadow.

Infinite blood spurted out, covering and filling all the darkness in an instant, and then, the terrifying poison dissolved everything in an instant.

All that remains is the hissing sound as the body turns to ashes.

Suffocation, sudden.

Ashikaga Nakayuki's eyes widened in astonishment, his face turned livid, he struggled hard and made a hoarse voice: "Are you crazy, you murderer..."

"As expected of Ashikaga-sama, it wouldn't be surprising to know this."

Jiu Jing stared at the angry face, and suddenly sneered: "If my guess is correct... you trust me so much just because you hold this handle, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't help me. Deliberately concealing the traces of the murderer. After a person like me becomes the head of the family, doesn’t it mean that he can only follow the Ashikaga clan’s lead?”

"But it doesn't matter," he said, "I don't care."

"You, you..." Ashikaga Nakayuki's eyes widened, and bloodshot eyes gradually spread: "What on earth are you..."

"It's a pity, Lord Nakayuki, that I don't have much time to play games with you anymore... We could have gotten along harmoniously originally, but it's a pity that Kohaku is too powerful, forcing me to act hastily."

"Your daughter is a powerful character," he said.

The latter sentence is naturally not addressed to Ashikaga Nakayuki.

But there are no other people here.

Only a hoarse voice sounded from the hollow armor.

"■■■——"

Along with the sharp sound, the bright light above the eight rooms gradually faded away, and what remained in the end were countless mottled traces of overlapping blood.

Miracles are turning into disasters.

The original Stigma Relic Hachifu was based on the Inugami, and after incorporating the elements of the Eight Virtues, it became the incarnation of the legendary god Fudo Myooh on earth.

But now, the gods and Buddhas have fallen and turned into evil ghosts and yakshas.

In the past history, Fukihime, the princess of the Satomi clan, was cursed by the resentful spirit Yu Zi and was implanted with the Eight Evils, degenerating into an evil spirit. In order to prevent herself from becoming the source of trouble in the world, Princess Fu Ji sacrificed herself and reversed the Eight Evils into the Eight Virtues. Eight loyal and powerful warriors were born into the world. They received the miracles and gifts of the Eight Fangs and assisted them. The Satomi family defeated evil, eradicated the root of evil, and brought order to chaos... This heroic deed was passed down by people, and after being integrated through the ages, it became the "Nanzong Satomi Eight Dogs" that we see today.

But in fact, the battle between Princess Fu Ji and the resentful spirit Yu Zi, and even the subsequent war, is just a fight around the eighth room.

Whether it is the Eight Virtues or the Eight Evils, they themselves are the power of the Eight Fangs in the form of Fazheluo Glass. The only difference is how they appear in the world.

Now, when the reversal comes, Bade naturally falls apart.

Benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, trust, loyalty, filial piety, and brotherhood disappeared without a trace, replaced by malice that had been hidden for a long time.

Evil, adultery, theft, stupidity, evil, madness, chaos, resentment...

During the earthquake, a torrent of blood spurted out from under Bafang's armor, and Wushu's miraculous seal was activated by the ocean-like resentment and pain, and instantly fell into darkness.

Immediately afterwards, endless glazed blood light rose into the sky and engulfed the entire mountain.

Isolated from inside and outside!

The miraculous seal unfolds.

But it is no longer as peaceful and peaceful as it was in the Vajra Realm, the paradise for all living beings. The majestic and solemn wind disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a complex palace that suddenly rose up.

What the ears hear is the ubiquitous sweet moans and rough roars, what the eyes see is the colorful and confusing scenery, what the mouth and tongue taste is the fragrant sweet fragrance, and what you feel is so wonderful that it makes you feel uncomfortable. A 'wonderland' where people are afraid.

Turn dreams upside down.

All living beings will perish forever.

This is - Heavenly Demon Aizen·He transforms freely!

Under the call of this huge disaster, the gorgeous palace of the former demons came here to lure all living beings to the devil's path. The eight evil virtues merged into the blood light and turned into gifts from the abyss, descending equally on all souls.

Pull them and plunge them into hell!

In the hands of Hatfu, Ashikaga Nakayuki was twitching violently, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he was quickly being eroded by the Eight Evils, making it difficult to maintain his sanity.

"You... lunatic..."

He croaked, making his final sound.

There was a small cracking sound in his mouth, which was the poison he had bitten with his last strength. Now, the poison flows and spreads, instantly eroding the body and soul, killing everything from the inside out.

Never degenerating into an ugly evil spirit, Ashikaga Nakayuki retained the last bit of dignity and committed suicide.

Although Satomi Jiujing never expected such an ending, this old guy actually still has such courage in his bones...

But it's not something worth worrying about.

"The left and right are just the prelude to the opening."

Jiu Jing looked away from the corpse, turned around and walked towards the arena, announcing the opening of the final game.

At this moment, when the blood light like turbid glass is covered, the heaven and earth change, all things fall into the devilish realm of his own transformation, and the overflowing evil virtue also penetrates into every body with Satomi's blood...

This is a selfless sharing and gift from the Jiecuo Killer.

Pulling this already rotten bloodline, heading towards hell!

It was like a mountain fire spread in an instant, and thick smoke rose into the sky, covering the entire mountain, shrouding everything in disaster.

Above the sky, above the higher clouds, there is a prince with tengu wings on his back looking down.

Watching the fire from the other side.

There was no emotion or pity, just indifference.

"It's so ugly to set yourself on fire, Lord Ashikaga." He lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of Ashikaga Nakayuki's tragic death: "I did so many insignificant things for the sake of power, coveting the power and foundation of the Satomi clan... the result On the contrary, if you raise tigers and cause trouble, you will die from the consequences of your own creation, so why bother?"

Being smart and seeking death, he left a mess for the emperor.

The old guys at Luming Pavilion are getting more and more outrageous.

For this kind of old ghost who has been corrupted by power and the so-called family for a long time, he doesn't even have a good impression, let alone rescue him.

The observers from the 'seat' faithfully perform their tasks.

As the Emperor's eyes, he brings all the records of what happened here back to the Emperor, and the rest has nothing to do with him.

"How cold, Hattori."

On the mountain ridge in the distance, an old warrior with pale hair and disheveled hair, who looked like an orangutan, leaned on a dead tree and smiled strangely at the Tengu: "Don't you even have the friendship between colleagues?"

"You should be furious at this time, isn't it you, an old guy like Komagawa?"

Hattori responded indifferently: "Leave aside our losses. After all, His Majesty the General's investment was secretly directed to the American pedigree. In the end, it seems that all of it was wasted."

"so what?"

The old ape-like warrior Komachuan raised his eyes and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "So what will happen?"

"..." Hattori frowned.

"When the general hears about it, he might be so angry that he smashes his wine glass and flips over the table, feeling angry and unhappy, but there's nothing he can do about it, right?"

Old Saru Komachuan said the disrespectful words with a calm face: "Your Excellency Gongfang does not have a very good temper, but you shouldn't be angry about this kind of thing, right?

If you want me to say, if you are really angry, that's it. "

This loyal lackey under the general's sect said: "Although being a subordinate will be a headache, it is at best like 'Where can I find a few older and sensible women to accompany the adults to drink some wine to relieve their anger?'" Why bother to the point of being exhausted?”

His smile was full of mockery as he glanced at the Tengu above the clouds.

"Don't take it for granted that your methods will be transferred to ours, okay?"

He raised his head, opened his mouth to drink the ape wine from the gourd, and said nonchalantly: "For example, you come to a casino by chance, see a gambling table by chance, and there is a seat waiting for you by chance... You What will you do?"

"It's just a ten-dollar chip. Try your luck. Do you still need to think about it for so long? Even if you are unlucky and lose, do you have to beat your chest and get angry?"

In this way, Komachuan jokingly told the enemy who had already become incompatible with each other: "The general knows what you are doing, and the general knows what you think."

Komachuan smiled strangely and told him:

"But the general doesn't care."

Above the clouds, Tengu Hattori had an expressionless face and said nothing in the gloom. He looked at the old ape indifferently and snorted: "Since it's just a bargaining chip like ten dollars, why would he use the Wuerjian, one of the five major principles of the general's sect? ·Komagawa personally dispatches?"

"Just by the way, don't think too much."

Komachuan waved his hand casually: "Who asked the teacher to give the order? I haven't come to the door for so many years, and the disciple always feels a little guilty. Since I have the opportunity to repay a favor, I will naturally not refuse.

Your success or failure, birth and death here, have nothing to do with me.

What I hate most is killing boring people.

Therefore, you can rest assured that I will not draw my sword against you even if the world collapses..."

Just like that, cold, mocking, indifferent, or... helpless.

Staring at the realm engulfed in blood, he transformed into a demonic realm.

I didn't come here because of the general's orders, but I came here specifically to follow the teacher's orders and requests.

I was just witnessing the fate of a stupid junior in the dojo back then...

"People in Eastern Xia say you look old at the age of three...but what can you do if you have been a red deer since you were a child?"

He sighed helplessly: "From being stupid at the age of eight to thirty-eight, Sasaki, you are hopeless."

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