I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 144 Sisters who consider each other

"Ha ha."

Yamaoka Mannosuke sneered. He had a treacherous personality and would always lower his profile towards strong men who were not easy to mess with.

He has always been extremely cruel to those who are weaker than him, as if he wants to regain the dignity lost in the strong.

It was not yet time to hold the sacrifice, so he was not in a hurry to get down to business and had free time to deal with the two prey that had fallen into the net.

It's just a pity for that man.

Under normal circumstances, he would still choose to make friends with someone who was good at tracking.

In this situation, the only option was to be ruthless, Yamaoka Mannosuke's eyes flashed with ferocity.

Seeing that the relationship between the two is very close, the man is left to slowly torture and then force the little girl...hehe.

He smiled evilly.

For a dry body, nothing is more moisturizing than the skin of a young girl.

A large number of black gold Gu rushed towards Baishi with his thoughts, with the goal of gnawing his limbs.

"Self-immolation." Shiraishi ended the battle in one sentence without any hesitation.

Whoosh, the black mist-like Gu insects suddenly turned red and burned one by one, like maple leaves falling on the street.

"Pfft," Yamaoka Mannosuke spat out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets.

Looking at the corpses of Gu worms on the ground, his mind was a little confused. It seemed that he had just entered the World Cup finals and was informed that he had lost without even playing.

Immediately, he reacted and shouted loudly: "Wait!"

As soon as the inner ghost escaped from the trap, it immediately turned into a beam of flame and pierced his chest, and then spread out throughout his body.

"Ah!" Yamaoka Mannosuke let out a shrill wail, and then there was no movement. The blood in his body was evaporated, and the ghost in his heart wandered around in a circle, and then pounced on the bound evil spirit.

Zizi, the evil spirit lowered its head, said nothing, and disappeared without a trace under the burning of the flames.

The inner ghost returned to the wick, and the flame flickered, illuminating her delicate face.

Shiraishi's hand didn't leave her shoulder and said warmly: "Okay, it's over."

As he spoke, the symbols painted on the walls and roads disappeared, and the air was no longer cold.

Jun Komori came to his senses, nodded and said, "Yes."

……

It's [-]:[-] p.m. For Jun Komori, this time is late at night.

She put on a pair of light pajamas, got into the cold bed, closed her eyes, and thought of those words again.

"Tsk, tsk, you are so lucky to be able to see God twice in your life."

Komori Jun didn't think he was a lucky person, but he had to admit that the other party was right.

If a person can meet the God of Spring once, he already has a chance of winning the lottery. How can he meet the God of Spring a second time?

Thinking of that problem, Jun Komori became upset, turned sideways, and saw the inner ghost living in the wick.

A thought arose in her mind, to let the heart ghost leave the wick, go out along the window gap, and rush all the way into the dark night sky.

The heart ghost is equivalent to a part of her body, allowing her to hear the high-speed hunting wind, rushing to a certain height, and the air becomes heavy.

She did not force the inner ghost to continue upwards. If it left the effective control range, the inner ghost would collapse, thus affecting her safety.

She remained at this height, staring at the scenery below through the ghosts in her mind. The lost stars in the sky were moved to the earth by humans and decorated in thousands of homes.

The night view of Tokyo made her irritability lessen slightly, and she saw a beam of fire suddenly rise below.

She took a closer look and found that it was another inner ghost with very clear facial features, like a miniature version of Shiraishi.

"Shiraishi-kun?" There is no need to speak, as the mind and ghost can communicate with each other through thoughts.

"I noticed the fluctuation of Dharma thoughts, and I was worried that something might happen to you."

"I'm sorry, I'll go back right away." Jun Komori was like a student who was caught by his class teacher while trying to get over the wall. He was so confused that he could hardly maintain his shape and rushed down quickly.

Shiraishi's inner ghost turned into a huge fire net to cover him, "Okay, I'm not blaming you for not sleeping."

"If you have any worries, don't keep them in your heart. You can talk to me at any time. This is also the responsibility of the God."

"Shiraishi-kun, I'm fine, I just want to get some air." Komori shivered and had no choice to continue his descent.

She still knew herself and wanted to wait for the fire net to get out of the way.

Bai Shi covered him domineeringly, "I won't let you go until you tell me. Tell me, are you worried about the Spring God Sect?"

"..." Komori Jun was silent for a while and sighed: "Well, I don't know how to find the God of Spring in the future."

"You're thinking too far."

Shiraishi shrunk the flames back into his appearance, "Now you just need to do what you can and accumulate little by little.

Depending on your cultivation progress, you will get the answer sooner or later. "

"Until then, continue to become stronger."

Shiraishi's hand rubbed her head habitually, and a memory picture flowed into her.

……

It was a sunny afternoon, there were cicadas chirping in the trees, and Caesar was lying in the shadows of the living room.

The girl with long black hair held the cold milk tea in her right hand and took a big sip.

"Xiao Kui, do you really have to make a decision?"

The picture was interrupted suddenly, Shiraishi's hand had already left Jun Komori's ghost, and he asked, "Did you see the strange picture?"

He had just gotten used to it, forgetting that the two of them were in a state of mental ghosts. Once they came into contact, if their minds were not restrained, it would be easy to expose what was in each other's minds.

"No, why do you ask Shiraishi-kun?"

Shiraishi tried: "You really can't lie."

"I'm sorry, I saw Shiraishi-kun's memory."

Jun Komori is young after all. Lightspeed admitted that she lied and asked curiously: "Shiraishi-kun, what did you ask my sister to decide?"

"...I wanted to take back for her the hands, feet and eyes that the God of Rejuvenation had taken away, but she refused, saying it was too dangerous for me to take risks alone."

Shiraishi answered half-truthfully.

He initially did not choose to help, largely because he wanted to motivate Jun Komori and give him the motivation to continue practicing.

Secondly, I am not familiar with Komori Aoi.

At that time, he only regarded Komori Aoi as Komori Jun's sister.

Some time after the Early Summer Festival, the relationship became more mature. He changed his mind and planned to end the girl's pain, but was rejected by the other party.

The reason is not that Shiraishi's words are dangerous, but Komori Aoi's love for her sister.

She understood that that matter was a knot in her sister's mind and could only be solved by her sister herself to completely resolve the guilt accumulated in her heart.

Even though she was in darkness, Komori Aoi still wanted to protect her sister.

Shiraishi respected her choice and promised not to mention that matter again.

"Shiraishi-kun...can you really defeat the God of Spring?" Komori Jun's burgundy eyes were filled with anticipation.

Shiraishi had lied to Yuan Yuan, so he could only lie again, "I'm not sure. If you enter the eighth realm, my confidence can increase a bit."

"Then let's wait until I reach the ninth realm." Komori replied warmly, deciding not to do that.

Mr. Shiraishi was right. She was not strong enough. She wanted to break her head now but couldn't find the answer. She still aimed at the ninth realm and continued to work hard.

　ps: I didn’t save the manuscript. It’s troublesome when I encounter something. Sorry.

　　
　
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