Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

The crazy and weird laughter continued to reverberate, and the bodies of the two rituals were gradually dragged into the air. She tried hard to get rid of this confinement, but the girl's strength could not do it at all.

"Ding Dong..."

The sword in his right hand couldn't be held, and fell to the ground. The death line of death can clearly be seen in his hands, but these eyes are not attacking with vision, even if they can see death. , If you can’t touch it, it’s still useless!

Wutiao Wuhui, she is the last superpower in the name of Wujing family, Wujing Amber and Wujing Jade, because they were taken away by the Tono family at a very young age, they are not recorded.

As a member of the Wujing family, she naturally possesses extraordinary powers, which are called prayers, and they are actually curses!

The ability that was unable to be used due to the pain and collapse of the body finally allowed her to use her power as she pleased in this soul-like consciousness body!

"what……"

The pulling force slammed the Shiji heavily on the ground, and the body was dragged on the uneven ground through the thin kimono. The friction between the skin and the ground made Shiji painful, and in the air not far from Shishi, The soul of a long-haired girl is floating there.

The floating pale body makes people unable to see the true appearance, but there is an excited and slightly broken smile at the corner of his mouth.

The two rituals knew that this was an attack from the soul and the will, but although she could understand all this death, she couldn't touch it at all with her hands!

"Why are you here to stop me? Isn't it the greatest wish of mankind to fly?"

The soul flying in the air said very happily, the voice was very beautiful, as if being able to speak, it was a kind of extravagant hope.

"As long as you think about it, you can fly anywhere you want to go in this state at will."

Wu Tiao Wu-e opened her hands gently, as if she was speaking of you, she did not have any guilt that killed people at all. In other words, Wu Tiao Wu-e, because of her illness, she has lost the basic concepts that humans should have. .

She killed people, not because of self-preservation, not because of threats to life, but just because she could no longer understand that killing is wrong.

"Boo!"

A dull impact sounded, and the guardrail of this building with a patio was slammed and bent, and the iron guardrail fell from the height of the 18th floor.

The two rituals exhaled in pain. The human body bends the steel bars and even breaks the parts connected with the concrete. Just imagine how powerful it is!

Shishi felt a pain in his back, and the spine seemed to be broken, but the pain broke out of human potential. The meliu of the Liangyi family was used by her hint, and the right hand finally broke free from the confinement temporarily, although the arm still seemed to be irritated. It is heavy like lead, but it can barely be controlled freely.

Her body was dragged by the force towards the edge of the stairs where there was no guardrail. She turned her head subconsciously and looked down from the height of the 18th floor. The guardrail just fell to the ground, and the crisp sound echoed throughout the building, from high above. Looking down, the consciousness of the style is a trance, and there is a desire to jump straight down!

Biting her tongue fiercely, the smell of blood came and finally made her mind sober...

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

The Wutiao mist painting floating in the air continued to make a weird but beautiful voice, "Do you want to fly?"

The eyes of the two ceremonies stared at her fiercely, her face was hideous, her left hand was still being torn, but she shouted: "You don't understand anything at all!"

Yes, Wu Tiao Wuhui, she has gradually lost the human mind, the soul body can not exist without the body, but the body collapsed, because of Huang Ye Zonglian, she relied on the will to condense into the soul body, let Wutiao Miste has begun to lose the foundation of being a human being. If this continues, she will become an unconscious soul in a short time, and finally disappear with the body...

There is no sense of guilt, no sense of shame, no basic morality, no basic bottom line, she can no longer be called a person!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Roaring frantically, the light of the two ceremonies saw the sword not far from her. She grabbed the handle of the sword with her right hand hard, ignoring her body at all, staring fiercely at her left hand, which was still unable to break free.

In the void, there are lines and points that cannot be touched. The right hand of the two rituals is heavy and cannot be precisely controlled. She knows that she has only one chance. As if she is unsuccessful, she will fall from the sky like those who jumped off the building. Become the protagonist of another suicide case tomorrow!

Her right hand, which cannot be controlled finely, made her unsure of cutting lines and points, so the only way is to cut off her hand!

She held the handle of the knife in her right hand, and the tip of the sword was aimed at her left hand. She couldn't make a slashing motion, so cut off the hand with the tip of the knife. She believed in the sharpness of this knife!

After gritting his teeth, the tip of the knife swept across his left hand!

"Puff......"

Blood spattered out, but the two rituals caused her pupils to shrink sharply. She didn't feel any pain, because -

A palm suddenly appeared in front of the tip of the knife, and the extremely sharp knife penetrated through the palm of another person. The resistance poured into the flesh made it impossible for a hand with little strength to use it anymore. The palm of the hand is so familiar, the lines on the palm are clearly visible, and that hand has been holding itself often...

The two rituals stared blankly at the blood gurgling from the palm of the palm, the murderous and sharpness of this sword, just touching, it would blur the flesh and blood of that palm...

That was the hand, but still grasped the blade so vigorously, fixed the slip of the sword, and also fixed the body that was about to fall from the tall building during the two rituals.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but at the vocal cords, I couldn't make a sound...

Chapter 0057 Overlooking the scenery (five)

"Oh, oh, if you are one step late, your hands will be gone."

Liang Yiluo didn't seem to care at all, the blood of the **** palms that had changed, flowed down uncontrollably, but he seemed to feel no pain.

He didn't want any harm to the two rituals. Even if his hands were broken, there was a way to recover, but Liang Yiluo just didn't want to see any flaws in his sister.

But secretly, he also frowned. A weapon that has been with him for more than a hundred years. This is the first time he has hurt himself. With the sharpness of this knife, the body in the ordinary state of Liangyi is naturally unable to resist, and the murderous in it, Purely makes the skin a little painful.

"Is there another one to stop me? Ha ha ha ha ha..."

Wu Tiao Wuhui saw the sudden appearance of Liang Yi Luo, smiled strangely, did not do any other movements, and then disappeared so abruptly.

"My elder brother?"

The tone of the two ceremonies was very ordinary, making people wonder what she was thinking.

"Ah, I didn't follow you because I didn't think you were doing well, but I forgot to give you something."

While talking, Liang Yiluo quickly handed it a very small metal pendant. And quickly explained, I was afraid of misunderstanding something.

"this is?"

The two rituals looked at the pendant suspiciously.

Liang Yiluo didn't speak, and directly grabbed Shishi's left hand and hung the pendant on the bracelet of her left hand.

"The so-called sharpening and not cutting wood by mistake, you who can't even catch the spirit body, how can you easily kill the ghost. The only function of this pendant is to allow you to catch the spirit body."

After Liang Yiluo hung up the ornaments, he looked at the exquisite bracelet on that white wrist, nodded in satisfaction.

As for the two rituals, all the attention was placed on Liang Yiluo’s fuzzy and dripping hands. She could accept the break of her wrist, and even dare to use her body parts to fight, but now, it’s not her own. Hand, she felt a kind of inexplicable heartache.

Anger, sadness, regret, pain, happiness, mixed flavors, everything, the feelings are surging madly in my heart.

The heavy rain still sprinkled on the bodies of the two of them, but the expressions of the two rituals turned a little sad.

She held the handle of the knife fiercely in her right hand, trying to crush it.

‘Obviously, it doesn’t have to be this way! ’

Fearing to be seen by Liang Yiluo, he took two steps quickly, turning his back to him.