This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 520: .Coffin Pillar (8000 words goal achieved!)

"Well..."

Kamiya Miku opened his eyes in a daze.

She leaned on the fire to watch the stars last night, but fell asleep watching it.

"what time is it?"

She rubbed her eyes subconsciously, then took her mobile phone out of her pocket and glanced at it.

It was already half past six, and a yellowish dawn had already appeared on the horizon.

Just looking at it like this, it's still pretty.

but--

"Where is my monarch?!"

An exciting spirit in the future of Kamiya suddenly discovered that something was wrong.

Yup! The sky has broken dawn, so the Beichuan Temple should be back to the truth.

But what about others?

Before Kamiya Miku could think about it carefully, there was a loud noise in his ears, as if it was coming from some members of the exploration team who had just woke up.

Kamiya Miku wrapped the towel tightly and ran towards them.

But when it was only halfway through, Kamiya Miku had already stopped in astonishment.

"how so...?"

In her sight, Mou Chi’s family, which was supposed to disappear at the break of dawn, showed no sign of disappearing. It lies in the dense forest. From here, you can only see the old roof, and it has gradually faded from gray. The yellow spring miasma slowly turning into a scarlet color.

"Temple...what is this...?"

Kamiya Miku held her hands tightly on her chest.

It would cause this kind of change, and apart from Beichuan Temple, she couldn't think of anyone else.

the other side--

"Because the balance between my brother and I was broken, Mou Chi's family can no longer hide."

As he rushed to the direction of the Forest of Sakura, Mu Chi Yingzuka explained without looking back.

"Really?" Beichuan Temple glanced at the yellow spring miasma that was gradually turning scarlet, and frowned: "Hurry up."

They have now walked halfway through the tedious stairs.

It's also really bad for Mu Chi's family to figure it out, so that the step road up the gentle **** of the mountain doesn't even have a resting platform.

"When we get to the place, everything will follow the plan. There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Beichuan Temple said again.

"...According to the plan, there is no problem...Just leave me...Is it really okay to let you go to Huangquan alone?"

Mu Chi Yingzhong was a little worried.

Beichuan Temple’s plan is simple.

The coffin pillar was entangled by Mu Chi Yingqin, but he looked for an opportunity to break through the defense line and went to the depths of the Yellow Spring alone.

On the way, Mu Chi Yingzong had already told him where he should destroy Zhu Saki's formation, even if he entered the Yellow Springs alone, he could complete the task.

The most important thing left is...

Beichuan Temple watched as he reached out and touched his backpack.

There are three bamboo bottles in this backpack, and the bamboo bottles are filled with the blood of the witch of Mou Chi.

Entering Huangquan, looking for Zhu Saki's formation, returning to this world... each needs a bottle.

In other words, none of these three bamboo bottles can be missed.

Beichuan Temple tightened the straps of the backpack, continued to walk upwards, and replied at the same time:

"It won't be a problem, it's just a matter of bringing the Royal God Spirit to Huangquan. These are all trivial matters."

"...Is it...but I still have to tell you one thing about Yushen. There are also resentful spirits in Huangquan, and the intensity is not too weak. You enter it alone, maybe... "

Mu Chi Yingzhong glanced at Beichuan Temple, but did not finish the sentence.

"It's okay."

Beichuan Temple shook his head.

As long as it isn't a resentful spirit like the coffin pillar, Beichuan Temple has nothing to fear.

"Ok."

Since Beichuan Temple has said so, it is so decided.

After all, Beichuan Temple is willing to take such a big risk.

Several people talked about the countermeasures in a low voice, while continuing to walk towards the Senzakura no Mori.

finally--

"Here we are."

Mu Chi Yingzhong stopped and reminded.

"This is the Forest of Thousand Sakura."

Beichuan Temple and the others stopped and looked carefully at the dense forest in front of them.

Just like the name of Chi Sakura no Mori.

The tree species here are basically mountain sakura.

The faint green leaves made a rustling sound.

The branches are bifurcated and look like ghost claws overlapping from a distance.

There are slender pawns in these thin mountain cherry trees, with people's commandments written on them.

In such an environment where there were no sacrifices, these pharaohs showed a sense of loneliness and desolation.

"Why do you say that the Forest of Thousand Sakura is a forbidden forest... That's because... this dense forest is buried with countless people who have made contributions to Mou Chi's family."

"In order not to disturb their sleep, the Qian Sakura Forest was sealed off and outsiders were not allowed to enter. However, in order to hold the ceremony of sacrifices and extravagance, finally chose to reopen the Forbidden Forest.

The face of Brahma on this side is a symbol of the people who have worked hard for the Mu Chi family in the past.

A faint sense of sadness permeated.

but...

"Although it's not right to disturb you in grief, things are a bit wrong."

The voice of Beichuan Temple sounded steadily.

"It's too quiet."

Uh ...

When Beichuan Temple said so, Mu Chi Yingzhong reacted.

Indeed, the coffin pillar should be breaking the curse now, but why—

"Step aside!"

Beichuan Temple suddenly raised his voice, and at the same time grabbed the void with his other hand.

A ferocious death hammer appeared in his hand.

He kicked Mu Chi Yingzhong away, then turned around and smashed it down!

Bang! ! ! ! !

The wind pressure burst!

The clothing corners of Beichuan Temple could not stop flying.

At the bottom of his hammer, there are twisting and wriggling spikes.

It pierced from the darkness of the mountain cherry forest, and came straight to Mu Chi Yingqin.

But there is more than just such a spike!

As Beichuan Temple smashed the spikes into the soil, a scarlet brilliance flashed from the shadows.

With a flick of his wrist, the lifeless sledgehammer turned into a thick square shield.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The huge force smashed on the dead air shield, and the huge counter-shock force made Beichuan Temple's palm a little numb.

Fortunately, this time Mu Chi Yingzong finally reacted.

She clasped her hands together, and then her hand shape changed, and the huge kind thoughts formed a circular formation in the air and slammed into the shadow.

The several spikes that hit her circle quickly melted away.

Snapped!

Mu Chi Yingzhong spread his palms together, and the circle formed into a big net in the air for an instant, and they closed together!

It seems that even if he lacks combat experience, Mu Chi Yingzhong still possesses some combat methods.

At least unlike some of the pig teammates, not only can't help, but also messy.

but--

Beichuan Temple touched his shoulder blankly.

Just now, although Lieutenant General Mou Chi Yingzhong was rescued, the shoulder strap of the backpack was broken.

Light blue backpacks were scattered on the ground.

He was about to reach out and pick up the backpack, but the next moment, from the shadows, a terrifying sound made the ground tremble.

At the same time, the coffin pillars completely appeared in front of Mu Chi Yingzhong and Beichuan Temple.

The other person's body was entangled with the kind thoughts of Mou Chi Yingzhong, and the upper body could still see some human appearances, hands and human figures.

But if the gaze turns to the other person's lower body, the situation is a bit horrible.

The opponent's lower body is mainly composed of body parts composed of evil and jin. The Zhulian rope used to seal the opponent is soaked in scarlet color and wrapped around its waist. The entire image looks extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Brother..."

Mou Chi Yingzhong looked at the coffin pillar in front of him, and a trace of grief flashed in his eyes, but soon the trace of grief disappeared completely.

Her handprint changed again, and then she slapped her hands on the ground fiercely!

The five fingers pulled out the silk thread, and the Shannian big net became tighter and tighter.

"Master Yushen! Go and finish your duties!"

She hurriedly turned back and shouted.

"I will be entangled with the coffin pillars here! Hurry up and leave!"

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Seeing Mu Chi Yingzhong say this, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate.

But he was still supporting Fang Shield.

He could feel that as long as he let go and avoided, those spikes would instantly pierce Mou Chiyingzhong.

"Eternal! Makie!"

He turned around and shouted.

"Yes!"

The Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie, which had been hidden in the bell of Kagura, drifted out of it.

They just wanted to reach out and throw their backpacks to Beichuan Temple, but the next moment--

From the body of the coffin pillar that was bound in place, a few more spiky spikes were shot out!

As a last resort, Asamiya Eternal Life could only shake his wrist and drew several light gold chains from the bottom of his sleeve.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The chains collide with the spikes! But it didn't last a few seconds before it collapsed completely.

But because of this, the speed at which the spikes are coming has also slowed down a lot.

Well!

Asamiya Eternally glanced at the light blue backpack underneath him and Shen Zhu Maki, gritted his teeth, and stood in front of Shen Zhu Maki!

Seeing this scene, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate to pat his palm to the ground.

The lifeless shaped barrier appeared out of nowhere.

But because Beichuan Temple could not continue to input death energy, it only blocked the spikes for a moment, and was broken through the line of defense.

"Eternal life!" God Zhu Maki saw this scene of dead souls.

All this happened so quickly, it was just the time she lowered her head to get the light blue backpack, and then raised her head. Therefore, she had no time to do something with her kind thoughts.

next moment!

The little figure jumped up.

The sledgehammer of kind thoughts mixed with terrifying kind thoughts smashed against these spikes fiercely!

Bang! ! ! !

"Poor sister!"

Asamiya Eternal Life had already made the consciousness of taking the blow directly from the front, but the small figure that suddenly jumped out made her scream in surprise.

With several weakenings, the spike finally fell under Nishikujo's poor Shannian sledgehammer.

Nishikujo's poor round puppet's head grew a lot because of excessive force.

Nice job! Poor!

Beichuan Temple's always calm face changed at this moment.

After this time, be sure to praise this little guy!

Seeing that her sister was okay, Shen Zhu Maki did not hesitate anymore, she left Kagura bell behind, holding the light blue backpack in the other hand and threw it to Beichuan Temple.

"Beichuan!"

Click!

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the pale blue backpack.

His gaze swept slightly, and then he paused for a moment in one place.

"What's the matter? Mikami?" Mou Chi Yingzong, who was spreading the **** of good thoughts, looked over with sweat.

"Nothing..." Beichuan Temple replied calmly, and then the resident fire was released in the other hand.

Combination of standing fire and death! Instantly burned all the spikes in front of him that were constantly trying to penetrate the deadly square shield!

Taking advantage of this moment, Beichuan Temple withdrew his body.

He didn't say a word, just nodded to Mou Chi Yingzhong and the others.

The meaning of Beichuan Temple's nodding is easy to understand.

He means--

‘I’ll leave it to you for the time being. ’

"Sijun, hurry up! To solve the Zhu Zhiyin of Miss Future!"

Asamong Yongshi dodges the pale palm that crawled out of the shadow of the coffin pillar, while shouting loudly.

Beichuan Temple did not stand on the spot to answer, he stretched his full strength, and a few flashes disappeared in the depths of the ancient road.

Seeing Beichuan Temple finally left, Shen Zhu Maki was relieved. Then she turned her head and looked at the coffin pillar who was still launching an offensive against Asamiya forever, and cried angrily:

"You bastard!"

The chain of Shannian slipped out of the bottom of the sleeve and was severely tied to the neck of the coffin pillar.

This pulling action made the coffin pillar staggered.

Kamizumi Maki turned around and buckled the chain tightly with her fingers.

She looked at the kind thoughts on her body that continued to stir up Mu Chi Yingzhong, and simply cried out: "How can we get rid of this guy from this world?"

"I'm trying to communicate with the ancestors passed down from the Mu Chi family in the Forest of Thousand Sakura!" Mu Chi Yingzuka replied while changing his fingerprints to reinforce the restraints.

"As long as we can use the power of the forerunner, we can wipe out my brother...the coffin pillar!"

Yes it is.

The reason why she couldn't help out just now was because she was constantly trying to communicate with Schering.

It is precisely because of one heart and two uses that I am very embarrassed.

"How long will it take?"

Ma Gong Yongshi put his hands together, and the mysterious curse seals were constructed by kind thoughts, forming an extremely strong defense.

Boom!

The powerful stabbing made the brilliance of kind thoughts keep flashing.

"It will take thirty seconds!"

Mu Chi Yingzhong made a rough estimate and called out loudly.

"... thirty seconds?"

Hearing this number, Asamiya Eternal Life and Kamizumi Makie glanced at each other, and then nodded.

After the two of them flashed past the coffin pillar several times, they finally found an opportunity and quickly narrowed the distance.

The smooth and matte hands are pressed together tightly.

The ten fingers also interlocked.

The moment they completed this action, their pale palms crawled out of the shadows, and they hung the spirit bodies of the two good spirits tightly together in an instant!

The scarlet horror oozes with it.

then--

Bang! ! !

dusty!

The pale palm burst and shattered into countless pieces!

"Can you break free from the shackles of the coffin pillars?" Mou Chi Yingzhong, who was still communicating with Xianling, widened her eyes.

In her sight.

The twin spirits, whose appearances are almost the same, have their palms pressed together and their heads slightly tilted.

The blue coquettish brilliance oozes.

Pure white...light as tulle petals are twisting and opening.

Take the spirit body as the bone and the spirit muscle as the petals.

The radiance of the soul-catching flower that keeps spinning slowly.