This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Seeing that the **** child Yihui was looking forward to it, Beichuan Temple was not in a hurry to refuse.

He held his chin and thought for a while and said, "Since Miss Shenzi is so curious, how about I take you to the place where Miss Tianzi is after this time, and let you see how she is doing?"

Beichuan Temple thought it would save some face to the emperor of Sanseyuan in front of the **** son Yihui, so he didn't say much.

"This" there was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the **** son Yi Hui.

She looks terrifying and weird now, and she might be shocked if she sees the emperor of Sanseyuan.

"Miss Kamiko, I will still be staying for a while from Igaki Island to Okinawa. During this period, you have time to think about this issue. But before that, let me deal with that."

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to the God of God's Wood, his tone did not change at all.

"Ah, please." God child Yihui quickly gave way after hearing this.

At the moment when the **** child Yihui gave way.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Beichuan Temple.

Patter.

Patter.

Patter.

Beichuan Temple took three steps and came to the wood of the gods.

"The Beichuan matter hasn't reached this point yet." Igaki Naraku, who was lying on the ground with only the upper half of his spiritual body, said with difficulty: "Everything on Igaki Island is up to you to choose, but Mikami is the Igami family The inheritance that has been passed down for countless years, I beg you not to deal with it."

After Igunaro said so, Beichuan Temple still held up a lifeless axe without hesitation.

"Master Beichuan, don't!" Yihui Juxu's face was pale: "After losing the tree of the gods, there will be no devas on Yihui Island from now on. Among the islanders, there are actually quite a few people who still want to become Heavenly!"

"Yeah! Master Beichuan! The God of God's Wood has nothing to do with you! Why should it be cut down?" Yi Huiguang who fell on the ground also opened his eyes wide, and repeatedly discouraged.

Beichuan Temple's expression was steady, still holding the death axe tightly in his hand.

His thoughts did not waver at all.

What happens to Yihui Naluo, Yihui Juxu, and Yihuiguang after living in it has nothing to do with him.

The most important thing now is

Beichuan Temple glanced at the system mission in his vision.

A new system task has popped up from a system task that was empty.

‘System prompt: Mission Yihui Yushen is in progress. ’

‘The parents of your friends who have been by your side have been rescued by you, but you have noticed that there are anomalies hidden on the island of ancient heritage that ordinary people can never find. The icy corpse, the **** deception buried in the ground, all these make you tremble. The villagers watching you in the corner feel like a nightmare, the shadows of the trees are deep, and there seems to be a cold and long-distance ruined word in the middle. The instinct of the body drives you away from the island, and the endless fear and the curse attached to it make you unable to leave. You know that to break this situation, you can only figure out what is hidden in the dark and dense forest. The broken silhouette of the shrine is an inescapable barrier in your heart. ’

‘Requirements for the completion of the mission: cut down the wood of the gods. ’

‘Task reward: to raise any good spirit or wake up a sleeping good spirit. ’

Yes, Beichuan Temple had already received the system task of cutting down the God of Gods tree before.

This is why Kitagawa Temple went to investigate the truth behind Mikami.

Because only in this way can he cut down the tree with peace of mind.

In fact, as expected by Kitagawa Temple, the existence of Goshin-no-wood does not affect the survival of Igaki Island at all.

In this case, what to do is very simple.

It was almost time for Asamiya, who was lodged in Kagura Bell, to wake up forever after God's residence Makie had awakened.

Beichuan Temple glanced at Kagura Bell, and then the palm fell to the handle of the axe

He raised his hand, and without hesitation, slammed the axe of the death axe into the tree of the God of God!

Bang! ! !

Bang! ! !

Bang! ! !

Every time the blade of the axe fell, Igunaro's expressions were ugly.

The wood of the gods handed down from generation to generation is about to be cut down by Beichuan Temple, but their descendants are helpless and can only watch Beichuan Temple take action.

"Sacred tree, forgive me." Igunairo looked at the **** of the tree, tears streaming out wantonly.

She really did her best, but even this was nothing to do with Beichuan Temple.

Under their gaze, Beichuan Temple smashed the axe blade in his hand into the tree of the gods.

then

Bang!

Beichuan Temple's subordinates were full of life, and suddenly slammed on the sturdy tree of Goshenzhimu.

Yihui Juxu turned his head to look at his sister:

"Just live, do you feel the same as me?"

"Yes" Yi Huiguang nodded softly, and said in an uncertain tone: "The ground seems to be trembling."

Accompanied by Beichuan Temple's methodical rhythm of swinging the axe, they clearly felt that the ground was trembling slightly.

"The Wood of the Gods is where the ground veins of Yihui Island are located. When the Woods of the Gods fall down, the veins of the grounds will be collapsed by the vitality of the Woods of the Gods, and the entrance to the gate of the Yellow Spring will be completely blocked."

Igumi Nairo stared at Beichuan Temple's movements and explained with all his heart.

The tremor of the ground gradually intensified.

This also indicates that the wood of the gods is about to fall.

Beichuan Temple didn't stop the actions of his men, he just chopped and chopped the Goshen Wood tirelessly.

The sawdust splashed and turned into dreamlike light white spots in the air.

All these are made up of the vitality accumulated over the years by the God of God, and it is also brought about by the years and years of sacrifices by the parents of Igamimoto.

Beichuan Temple seems to feel this too.

The movements of his men speeded up, and then

Bang!

Cack! ! !

There was a crisp sound.

Under the eyes of everyone, the canopy of Goshenzhimu began to tilt.

What followed was the rapid and crisp sound of overwhelmed tree trunks.

Khakaka

Bang! ! !

Dust is everywhere!

At the same time, bright anger gushes out from the tree stacks!

The white light pierced the sky at that moment!

The gray sky in the spiritual realm was also fully reflected at this moment!

Under this bright brilliance, the resentful spirits and evil things in the spiritual realm were all rotted and gradually turned into a pool of sour and smelly liquid.

"This is the scene recorded in the "Book of the Gods of Yihui"" God son Yihui narrowed his eyes.

Under the vigorous brilliance, her originally disordered spirit body also felt a kind of calmness.

"Okami Tree" Igunairo opened her mouth.

She sat quietly on the spot, unable to speak anymore.

The wood of the gods fell.

The era of Iga Honji and Iga Shrine has all ended.

Thinking of this, Igumi Naraku couldn't help but raise his head.

In the dazzling white light, the shadow of the former Great Heavenly Man disappeared completely.

The rumbling white light lasted for about three minutes, and it was only at the back that it completely lost its brilliance.

but

There was a violent tremor from the ground.

At the same time, the horrible suction power spread from the wreckage of the Goshen Wood.

"What's the matter?!" Divine Child Yihui tried to maintain his figure in the air, and his voice cried out in surprise.

This horrible suction is not only aimed at the living, but even deceased people like her have a vaguely irresistible feeling.

"The gate of Huangquan that lost the wood of the gods has been filled by most of the earth veins. But there is still a small part that has not been filled. It will continue to sweep through the spiritual realm, and it will not stop until the small gap is completely filled."

Iguna's sentence explained it flatly.

As Igaki Naraku said, the ground of the shrine is constantly being swallowed by big holes that suddenly appear.

"Master Beichuan, let's leave the spiritual realm first."

Shenzi Yihui suggested next to him.

"Okay." Beichuan Temple nodded looking at the expanding, bottomless hole.

The spread of the big hole is not fast, and the time should be long enough for Beichuan Temple to leave Igaki Shrine.

But at this time, the problem has come.

Beichuan Temple looked at Yihuijuxu and Yihuiguang who were **** on the other side, and then squinted at the gray-hearted Ihui Naraku.

How should these three people deal with it?

To be honest, Beichuan Temple is not a person on Yihui Island, so he doesn't have much favor or dislike for these three people.

But there is another hurdle in his heart for him to reach out to help them.

After all, Beichuan Temple and them were still suspicion of each other for the last moment.

Just as Beichuan Temple was thinking about how to deal with these three people, the voice of God Child Yihui came in his ears.

She said carefully:

"Can Master Beichuan"

"I got you."

Beichuan Temple interrupted the words that God child Yihui wanted to continue, and slightly lowered his voice: "Next, I will leave Yihui Island. What will happen after this is nothing to do with me, and it is not for me to save them. No."

"But they did do something wrong again. If they were to leave like this, it would also be a bit unreasonable."

His manner of speaking was natural, and the **** son Yi Hui couldn't help but nodded in accordance with his rhythm.

The big hole is approaching, and there will be about five minutes to come to him.

Beichuan Temple thought of a way, and for this he called the gods, Makie and Nishikujo poorly.

After a dozen or so seconds, he took Poor Nishikujo and Kamizumi Maki to come to Igaki Naraku.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Beichuan Temple didn't say much, just let the pitiful Nishikujo and the gods in Makie infuse her with a weak kindness.

""Igunairo.

Igunairo raised his head and said nothing.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care about Igaki Naraku's thoughts.

He just said flatly: "I let Poor and God infuse you with kind thoughts. Although not much, it is enough for you to float out of the spiritual realm."

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Yihuiguangju and Yihuijuxu who were on the ground: "Similarly, this kind of good will can also unlock my life chain."

Beichuan Temple spread out his palms: "But Shannian only has one copy. If you untie my lifeless chains for Yi Huiguang and the others, you will lose the last straw and cannot escape here."

Igaki Naraku still did not speak.

She just stared dimly at the **** hole that kept expanding towards her.

The heart is ashamed.

This is her current attitude.

Whatever you want to come to Beichuan Temple and say to her did not enter her ears, right?

Beichuan Temple just shook his head.

He stood up and spoke to the pale-faced Yihui sisters on the other side and said: "It's what I said. Next, whether you die or live, it all depends on her choice."

Do you all look at Lord Naraku's choice?

Yi Hui Juxu and Yi Huiguang looked at each other.

Igumi Naraku hates them now, right?

It was because they were unwilling to be living sacrifices that various things happened. Even Yihui Juxu also acted as the tour guide of Beichuan Temple and brought him here.

Will Igumi Naraku let them go so easily? Especially at the expense of myself in exchange for the lives of both of them

The two of them felt a little unlikely.

But Beichuan Temple really didn't care about them. After turning around, he walked down the road and left this place.

The rumbling voice resounded everywhere.

The ground was shaking violently.

The black hole is spreading and expanding.

The chain of death was tight, unable to break free.

Yi Hui Juxu and Yi Huiguang couldn't even open their mouths in fear.

The only hope that Igunairo is to sit quietly on the spot, with a crippled spiritual body.

She was expressionless, her dim eyes were full of silence.

There is no other way.

Yi Hui Juxu and Yi Huiguang were trembling.

In this situation, they can only make a small sound from their throats.

"sister."

"younger sister."

Yihuijuxu and Yihuiguangjuju could only stick to each other so tightly, closing their eyes, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

then

Yihui Juxu felt the shackles lighten on her body, and then she opened her eyes and saw Yihui Naluo covering the last pale golden kind thoughts on their death chain locks.

Hug.

Accompanied by two crisp sounds.

Lifelessness dissipated.

Igunairo's spiritual body completely lost its brilliance and fell heavily to the ground.

She did not go to see Yi Hui Juxu and Yi Huiguang Juju, and she didn't even say a word.

The eyes that lost their color just stared at the spreading black hole.

"Master Naraku?" Yihui Juxu pulled his sister to stand.

She looked at Igumi Nairo who was lying still on the ground incomprehensibly.

Under her gaze like this, Igumi Naraku finally spoke:

"You also have the blood of the Yihui family. It is impossible for me to die to my children and grandchildren. It doesn't matter if you hate me or not."

Igunaru closed her eyes with difficulty: "I did do a lot of wrong things. But the Igami family always has to carry something that others don't need to bear at the request of the family."

"Becoming a living sacrifice of the God of God, must always maintain the status of the Igami family on the island of Igaki"

"In fact, Beichuan was right about one thing."

She opened her eyes again: "I am really relieved now."

No need to think about Yihui's family.

Just wait here quietly for the last passing moment.

Take the starting point of Igaki Shrine as the end point.

"I'm tired, let's go."

Igumi Naraku said haggardly.