This man was covered in black clothes, and he looked like he was hiding in the darkness. The only face exposed was as pale and gray as a dead person. Even his eyes were turbid and spiritless, and his breath was close to zero.

Just looking at this glance, Taro Yamamoto knew that this guy was definitely not a human!

"What are you... what the hell is it?" Yamamoto Taro gritted his teeth, his voice low and weak... He was so careless. Unexpectedly, besides Katsuji Kurata, there were such monsters guarding here, so did Sakurashita Kurata say that? In fact, that woman had already hinted at me, but I didn't think so much, so I was sneak attacked by this guy... Oops, my heart was pinched and my spiritual power was cut off. Is it really a dead end?

"Hahaha." The man in black inserted his right hand into Yamamoto Taro's chest, pinching the other person's heart and making a strange laugh. His tone was as terrifying as he came from hell, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you, a genius, are going to die here today... It's a pity. Although you have such talent, your brain is not easy to use at all. Do you think you can change the darkness that has been preserved for thousands of years in Onmyoji? Hahahaha, just take this innocence and ignorance and regret it in hell."

"Stop!" Seeing that the man in black was about to crush Taro Yamamoto's heart, Sakura Kuragura suddenly came to him, pressed his hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "This person's power is insignificant, and his life and death have no effect on your plan. There is no need to kill him."

"That's not the case. Although he is indeed an insignificant little bug, since he has expressed his intention to resist us, it means that variables exist. No matter how small the variable is, I have to kill it on the moment of formation. Or... His Highness, Saint, do you want to resist us?" The man in black stared at Sakurashita Kuraki. Although he did not show murderous intention, the meaning in his words was clear.

Sakura Kuraki was unmoved. He still had the indifferent attitude and said, "I have no intention to resist you, otherwise I would not be here until now, even if I have the opportunity to escape, but when it comes to variables, this man who overestimates himself is obviously not as good as my own will, right? If you are determined to kill him, I am of course unable to object, but if my will is affected by this matter, isn't it a very troublesome thing for you?"

After saying that, Sakura Kuraki let go, as if he no longer wanted to care about Taro Yamamoto's life or death.

The man in black stared at her for a long time, and finally pulled his hand out of Yamamoto Taro's body. He smiled and said, "Since His Highness said that, I don't want to make you unhappy, then let him go, but... as a punishment, he will be regarded as a traitor and removed from the Onmyoji Society, and he will not be allowed to step into the Onmyoji Society from now on, otherwise no one will be able to save him next time. I wonder if His Highness is satisfied with this arrangement?"

"Just do it like that."

"Hehe, thank you for your understanding." The man in black placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, but he could not hear any gratitude in his tone.

"First left, second left." As the man in black fell, two more people suddenly appeared in the room. Although these two men were also dressed in black, they looked much more normal than him and could feel the breath of a living person.

"Take this guy out, the farther the better."

"yes."

After the two men received the order, they immediately carried Yamamoto Taro and disappeared in an instant.

After the two left, the man in black bowed again and said, "Then, Your Highness, let's have a good rest. If you have any needs, you can give me any instructions. No matter what your request is, you will be satisfied."

"Is this your last mercy?" Sakura Kuraki sneered.

The man in black didn't care and smiled and said, "Of course it's okay to understand it like this. But for us, Your Highness, you are very important, and you can't underestimate yourself."

"Since that's the case, then...what if I want your head?"

"Uh..." The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Abide by the order."

As the words finished, he cut off his head without hesitation, and then respectfully handed it forward, "His Highness the Saint is so desirable to me, and now I will present it with both hands, but... from the perspective of the following, I shouldn't like this head, are you sure you want it?"

"Forget it, you go, I'm going to rest." Sakura Kuraki immediately frowned, turned around, and never looked at him again.

"Yes, my subordinates took their leave." As he spoke, the man in black put his head on again and left the room slowly.

...

Half an hour later, the left and the second one was carrying Yamamoto Taro into a weed-covered wild forest, throwing him to the ground, and then the two looked at each other, and the first one said, "This place should be almost the same, right?"

"Maybe, after all, there is no feeling of being watched."

"But you can't be careless. The saint's perception is very powerful. Let's go a little further."

"Well, that's fine."

As he said that, Zuoyi carried Yamamoto Taro again and walked forward.

Yamamoto Taro was sneak attacked by a man in black before. Although his heart was finally saved, his injuries were extremely low. And for some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be an additional obstacle in his body, cutting off his spiritual power, making him unable to use Yin-Yang Technique at all... Unlike the warriors in the underworld, warriors in the underworld focus on the dual cultivation of art and body, just like the dream of Mingmeng. Even if she loses the Scythe of Sin, her underworld can still make her stand alone. Even if she cannot use the underworld, her body is too strong. The comprehensive development allows the warriors in the underworld to cope with any situation.

However, Onmyoji is not good. Although they are not absolutely biased to the point of learning only magic, most Onmyoji will not deliberately learn any physical skills. After all, Onmyoji with double skeleton magic tricks like Sakurashiguchi-wei is a minority, and more Onmyojis are the type of magicians with weak physical skills and powerful magic.

In terms of close combat, Onmyoji may be worse than a special forces soldier.

As the original heir of Yukko, Taro Yamamoto naturally has considerable achievements in swordsmanship. It would be a bit of a shame to say that he does not know physical skills at all, but his physical skills are largely based on Yin-Yang Technique, and the fundamental of Yin-Yang Technique lies in spiritual power... In other words, now that the spiritual power is cut off, let alone fighting, even his physique has been weakened to a level one level stronger than ordinary people.

The left and the second left threw him around like garbage. Although he did not die because of his injury and injury, it was impossible for him to avoid the pain. He immediately scolded: "Where are you two bastards going to take me?"

"Haha, of course I want to take you away from the Onmyoji Society." Zuo Yixiao.

"Is that why I brought me to such wilderness? Because with my current body, if I don't receive treatment in time, I will be unable to move around. I can even die. Therefore, as long as I throw me into a sparsely populated place, I will not be able to rush back to tell the truth to other Onmyoji within three days. In that way, your sinister plan will not be hindered any more. Hum!"

"Bingo, you are a genius, and even your brain is moving very quickly... There is no way. After all, Your Highness the Saint will not let us kill you, so you can only throw you away as far as possible." Zuo Er said with a smile.

"I don't understand. Since I have brought me to such a place, no one will know even if I kill me. As long as you go back and report that you have already let me go, isn't it okay? Why do you have to go so hard?" Yamamoto Taro asked.

"You really don't understand. His Highness is an omniscient existence. If we are too close to her, we will see every move."

"Omnisense?" After hearing this, Taro Yamamoto was stunned. He remembered his experience in the ruins not long ago. At that time, Sakurashita Kuraki was asked an extremely unreasonable question. Just when everyone thought she could not answer it, she answered the correct answer.

It was really incredible to think about it at that time, but if... Sakurashita Kuragura really had the ability to be omniscient, then everything would be natural.

etc!

Sakurakura has the only omniscient ability because she is a saint. In other words, do the twenty-three generations of saints in front of her have similar abilities? It is too damn ridiculous to use the lives of twenty-four omniscient saints to exchange for the resurrection of an uncertain Abe Haraki. This kind of thing... is it too damn ridiculous, right?!

Taro Yamamoto didn't know what kind of person Abe Seimei was, but in all the records, it was just that no one could match his attainments in Yin-Yang Technique. He also had great insight and excellent leadership skills, but did not have that magical ability. If things were as recorded, then Abe Sei was obviously not as important as an omniscient saint.

And the upper class of Onmyoji still decided to use such a saint to exchange for the opportunity of Abe Haruma's resurrection...

From the perspective of interests alone, this is also a loss. Why? Why is this happening?

Yamamoto's mind was moving in his mind. At this moment, he had never been like now. He hoped that all his attribute points could be added to his IQ. He also hated his parents why they didn't make themselves smarter, otherwise... otherwise he might be able to see through the relationship between the two and get close to the core of the event.

Of course, it is impossible to change attribute points or rebuild them. However, the genius who is known as the talent to catch up with Abe Haraki and has always been favored by the Presbyterian Church and is listed as the next candidate for the leading company, Taro Yamamoto, cannot be a stupid person, otherwise, a real idiot would not have fallen to this point.

And just as he was blaming himself, Taro Yamamoto suddenly thought of something.

That was also a question asked in the assessment that Sakurashita Kurakura was accepted by him... What is Abe Harumaki's identity?

Judging from Taro Yamamoto at that time, this question was simply a joke, but now... maybe it may not be so!

Sakura Kurakura was right, but... she shouldn't say all the answers.

He would not hesitate to exchange twenty-four omniscient saints for Abe Seimei. If such a ridiculous thing really happened, then the exchanged Abe Seimei would definitely not be the one in the historical records!

By the way, there is the bastard man in black who sneaked into me before. No matter how he looks at it, he can't be a human, but he looks more like a demon and a ghost. But judging from his behavior, his status in the Onmyoji Society is even higher than that of Katsuji Kurama, so...

Understood!

I finally understand!

I finally know what kind of darkness is buried in the Onmyoji Society!

"But, you're right." Just as Taro Yamamoto realized that he was finally approaching the truth, the voice on the left side of the vagina suddenly rang in his ears, "It's really too troublesome to throw you into the wilderness forest and let you die for yourself, and there is no guarantee that any variables will arise again. Therefore, we will use more convenient means to solve this problem..."

While speaking, Left Yi threw Yamamoto Taro out casually. A spear that was extremely dark and seemed to be wrapped in thick fog appeared in his hand. He pointed at Yamamoto Taro and sneered: "Now this distance should be able to completely avoid the perception of the Saint, so you can die."

"Wow!" The body stumbled on the ground, holding the wound, causing Taro Yamamoto to instinctively spit out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the black gun in the left hand, his face changed drastically. He sat upside down and retreated while waving: "Wait, wait! Although I did say that just now, is it really okay for you to kill me?"

"oh?"

"The saint has said that. You can't kill me. Although she can't see the situation here now, you can use lies to deceive her, but if you really kill me and then she thinks of confirming my life and death, then you should be very troubled, right?" Yamamoto Taro said this in one breath, his face turned pale.

"So what?" The left and the second looked at him like a joke.

"So you just let me go, can't you? Anyway, I'm just an insignificant little bug. At this time, I can't cause trouble for you anymore, so... won't it?" Yamamoto Taro tried hard to make a hippie expression.

If it were in the past, he would never be so weak that he begged for mercy from the enemy, but now... he must survive, he must survive!

"Hahahahaha!" Left one and the other suddenly burst into laughter, "What a genius? It turns out that it is just an ant who is afraid of life and death. It's such an interesting scene. Haha!"

"Right, it's very interesting, right? Then it probably doesn't matter if the ants survive...haha." Yamamoto Taro laughed, but his expression was even uglier than crying.

"It's okay, but it doesn't matter if you kill you!" Suddenly, Zuo Yi's face turned cold. "His Highness the Saint said that, but we have no obligation to listen to her orders. All we have to do is not kill you in front of her 'eye', and it doesn't matter what else. You have known for a long time that we won't really let it go. Then do you think the Saint doesn't know?"

"Um?"

"Of course she knows it. She knows it better than anyone else. We will kill you after we leave her perception, but why did she not raise any objection when we took you away? Because she knows more clearly that she has no right to resist us. In the end, she has not won the chance to let you live, but...it is just to let you survive for a little while."

Zuo Yi sneered, "So, can you die with your eyes closed now?"

As the words fell, the black gun stabbed.

Yamamoto Taro closed his eyes in despair, but was crying inside.

Damn it! Is there really nothing left? Is it really the end of the road? I'm not willing to give up! Please, no matter who it is, whether it is god or demon, even the Tokyo Spell Association, please save me!

I don't want to die, I want to live!

I want to live... I will publish everything I know to the public!

At least, at least by then, I would be willing to go to hell!

clang!

A crisp sound of weapons intercepted interrupted Taro Yamamoto's cry, making him open his eyes instinctively. He saw a girl wearing a Japanese high school newspaper standing in front of him and blocking the fatal shot for him.

High school girl?

Yamamoto Taro was stunned... The female high school student saved the world. Which script is the light novel?

"You, you are..." Yamamoto Taro looked at the other person's back in a daze. For a moment, he thought he had traveled through time to the script of a light novel and became the protagonist of the play, and was rescued by the heroine.

"Are you still alive?" the high school girl turned around and asked expressionlessly.

"It's you!" Seeing the other person's face clearly, Taro Yamamoto immediately shouted.

"Do you know me?" asked the high school girl tilted her head.

"Of course, aren't you the ghost-faced witch in the ruins who are with the murderous ghost?" Yamamoto said for granted, "Although you were wearing a ghost mask at that time, I didn't see your true face, but you were exactly the same as the ghost-faced witch in both voice, body shape and eyes... Why? Why are you here?"

"Although I don't understand what you are saying, it's good to be alive." The beauty who dressed as a high school student said lightly, then turned around again, raised her sword to point to the left and the second left, "So, ask a question, do you want to break yourself or die under my sword?"

"The emergence of reinforcements at the critical moment is really disgusting..." Left one and two of them looked disgusted, "And their tone is so arrogant, it really makes us look down upon."

Without hearing the ideal answer, the beauty of the fu was a little disappointed, "Forget it, Mingmeng said that just keep one living mouth."

Swish!

Before the last line was finished, her figure flashed forward like an electric shock.

Then he saw Zuo Yi standing in place in a daze. When the breeze blew, his body dispersed like sand and drifted away with the wind.
Chapter completed!