kingnovel Chapter 478 There is a chapter telling you
Chapter 478 There is a chapter telling you
2018年12月24日，清晨8:02分，新宿外一公里。
Tianyuan's death was quick and decisive. He left only a simple last word without even the slightest hesitation.
Watching her figure disappear in the air, Kujuyuki felt mixed emotions.
Perhaps it was because she was exhausted from protecting the world of sorcery and assimilating astral plasma over the past thousand years. This hardship even far outweighed the respect and honor she received.
"Goodbye." She closed her eyes and said to the [Lord Tianyuan] who once had mixed emotions with her, "Have a safe journey."
After Suguru Geto completed the ritual, he released a space that was completely isolated from the outside world, with Ryomen Sukuna and Fushiguro Shinobu as the center.
In addition to being used to protect humans, it can also be used to establish a simple field that is strong enough to offset the impact of [Demon Subduing and Cooking].
After that long and desperate summer, he never thought that he could go to such lengths to protect ordinary people.
What I didn't expect was that one day I would fight side by side with the enemy Fushiguro Shigejiro.
Times have changed, and the encounters between people are also magical.
And the person who made it all happen...
"She's staying inside obediently." Fuguro Shier shook the prison gate in his hand, "You should focus on the battle."
"I know."
Geto Suguru moved quickly and after summoning all 2809 cursed spirits in the library at once, he and Kuruki Yuki rushed into the battlefield.
Less than two kilometers away from here, the four natural disasters, Hua Yu, Lou Hu, Zhenren, and Tuo Gen were surrounded and an explosive battle was about to break out.
Kusakabe, Hyō Kinji, and Hoshi Kirara watched the battle from the sidelines as reserve forces and were ready to provide support.
"Three against one?" Ryoumen Sukuna sneered disdainfully, "You guys don't feel embarrassed at all."
"If I'm not mistaken, with the help of the divine domain, you have now fully mastered the techniques of the ten shadow spells. Anyone who fights you will be one against two."
Xia Youjie retracted his gaze and responded calmly: "Since the Curse King does not think there is anything wrong with bullying the weak, why should we young people feel ashamed?"
"Yeah." Fushiguro Shigeki said rudely, "Instead of calling him the King of Curses, it's better to call him the King of Cheating."
"You are so sharp-tongued."
"Of course he's better at speaking than you." said Fushiguro Shige.
He waved the Amenagoboko that was connected to the Wanli Lock like the propeller of a helicopter and flew towards the target with great momentum.
The most basic slash penetrated and reached his face. Just as it was about to pierce his skull, Ryoumen Sukuna decisively bent downward and continued to send out three consecutive [解] [八] [开] as a counterattack.
The extremely swift slashes attacked Fushiguro's neck, chest and waist respectively. At the critical moment, Geto Suguru cast a barrier technique, and the transparent wall of light completely blocked all attacks.
"You are a genius to be able to absorb Tengen's barrier technique in such a short time and use it to offset my attack." Ryoumen Sukuna narrowed his eyes, "Unfortunately, you chose the wrong opponent."
"Whether you made the right choice or not depends on the final result." Xia Youjie remained unmoved and continued calmly, "If you die, there is no such thing as a wrong choice."
At this moment, Yuji Itadori appeared from the prison gate and faced Ryomen Sukuna's eyes with a fighting attitude.
"Tsk, it's you again." Ryoumen Sukuna said impatiently, "Are you asking for trouble again?"
"Is Suzuki Yuri planning to hide in there like a turtle and not come out?"
"There's no need for Sister Lily." Yuji Itadori said, "I can kill you alone."
"Tsk, you are so arrogant." Ryoumen Sukuna said contemptuously, "Then come and kill me and see for yourself."
*
After sending Yuji out of the prison gate, I walked out of his room.
I walked through the corridor, passed the Zen temple-era lounge, took out the bouquet of everlasting flowers from the bedroom, and finally sat down on the dark gray leather sofa in the living room.
Now I am the only one left in this dead silent world.
At this moment, I thought about a lot of things.
I thought about my memory of the first night I spent in this world, how the wind blew through my hair through the streets of Shinjuku, and how the smell of blood and the fragrance of desserts mixed together and went straight to my heart.
I thought about last night, the last night I spent in this world. I couldn't sleep, and I walked quietly on the campus of the technical college.
It was exactly seventeen, just like a full bottle of water that will overflow, the full moon also slowly wanes.
After Christmas, it will probably become a sickle-like shape, and then slowly become round.
I remember when I was a kid, about seven or eight years old, my favorite thing to do was to get up from the bed and run to the living room to pull up the curtains.
In the early morning, one or two beautiful and lively white birds would land on the windowsill and jump on the small tomatoes planted by my mother.
During the harvest season, they will leave behind seeds collected from somewhere, then peck away a few ripe and plump fruits, and finally flap their wings and fly away.
The seeds never grew into anything, but my mother would complain while still planting them tirelessly, as if she would really be able to harvest something one day.
There is a telephone pole three blocks away from my house. My neighbor's wife's Bichon Frise once lost a toy here. So every time I go out, it runs around the pole and barks a few times, as if it can call back what it lost.
But once it’s lost, it’s lost.
The distance from home to the elementary school is not far, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.
Every morning, I carry my light pink schoolbag and walk on the road holding my mother's hand.
Riko and I entered school in the same year and our home was not far from here. Natsume was not yet born at that time, and she was my best friend.
When we reach the intersection, we will cross the zebra crossing, say hello happily, and then share what is in our lunch boxes today and what we can take out and exchange to eat.
Her mother and my mother followed behind them and chatted, telling some interesting gossip about the town.
Later, the journey home became very long.
The tomatoes planted by my mother died, the birds no longer passed by here, and the little Bichon Frise died from a long-term gastroenteritis.
The clean living room was filled with empty beer bottles, and the curtains were always drawn tightly, not letting in any light.
The figure disappeared behind a closed door one day and never appeared again.
The next time I heard the news was in a cold river, and it ended with a string of unfamiliar numbers.
In a car accident after the fire, Li Zi died at a crossroads. The door of her house was never opened to me again, and her mother refused to see me again.
"I don't want to see you again in my life." The message sent by the messenger was like this, "I feel painful when I think that you are still alive and well in this world."
Maybe I'm just not someone who can accept loss.
Maybe I'm just a coward and I don't have the courage to move on from the past.
I once swore that I would give everything I had in exchange for that tiny possibility.
Now is the time to fulfill the promise.
"Come out." I wiped the last trace of tears from my face and said calmly, "I know you have been watching me."
"I want to see you. I have something to tell you."