Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Chapter 1287:

"Hey?"

She widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, and You Yuzi asked in astonishment: "Why didn't Luo Jun tell Azi? If she didn't say it, she would be sad."

"Just to make her sad!"

"Where did Azi provoke Luojun?"

"Yeah, she used to annoy me."

"Luo Jun is really stingy, he would be angry with a girl... However, You Youzi supports Luo Jun."

You Yuko took out her phoenix butterfly fan and blocked half of her face. Her beautiful sakura eyes were full of fun and smile, just like Yakumo Zi, hiding behind that fan and snickering.

This is a gentle girl with a black belly.

"This joke is no small, You Yuko... If you let Zi know at last, beware that she will be angry at you too."

"Hehe~~ I can see Azi sad and angry. The little girl thinks that is a very happy thing, besides—"

You Youzi's eyes gradually softened, "...Azi can be sad and angry for You Youzi. It's too late for You Youzi to be happy. If she is angry, just let her hit me."

She speaks softly, and the girl named Xixingji Yuyuko really likes Yakumo Zi...

"Then, wait and see. In the last grand game, everyone has to participate. No one can be an audience or a bystander."

Looking at the cherry blossoms that are about to bloom, Liang Yiluo's eyes are far-reaching.

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Xixingsi Youyouzi has lived in the world of two people for a few days. Every day, she laughs and laughs, as if she has forgotten her own mission.

It wasn't until a few days later that Youyouzi suddenly realized that today is her eighteenth birthday, and today is the end of everything.

Just for some reason, there was no fear in her heart, but a touch of warmth, because she firmly believed in the promise of Liang Yiluo, and believed that even if she died, there was no complaint or doubt.

"Luo Jun..."

Yuyuko changed into the kimono that Liangyiluo gave her. Kasuga's kimono was dyed with pink cherry blossoms, and the light blue kimono was worn on her at this time, but it looked like a shroud wailing for her.

She stroked her beautiful black hair like a cloud with her hand, feeling its softness.

"Can you help me cut it short?"

Turning his head slightly, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, Xixingsi Youyouzi tilted her neck and said with a sweet smile.

Several soul-defying butterflies flew around her, setting off the girl like a goddess in mythology. In the past few days, the spirit of death in Shengchi Temple has become more and more intense. Even the butterflies that are only found in the underworld are in this temple. Circled in.

"it is good!"

After taking a deep look at You Youzi, Liang Yiluo nodded slowly.

He stepped forward, took out a sharp dagger from his cuff, replaced You Youzi with his left hand, and held the beautiful hair in his palm.

"In fact, I have always wanted to ask, Luo Jun, what is hidden in your sleeve."

During this more than a year of getting along, You Yuko and Liang Yiluo have long been observing etiquette, and the two have a more intimate physical communication between them. When facing Liang Yiluo, You Yuzi has the courage to face the two. It's also getting bigger.

Some curiously grasped Liang Yiluo's cuffs with both hands, You Youzi fumbled up and down, wanting to see what was hidden in Liang Yiluo's cuffs, and why he could take out all kinds of weird things from there.

Unfortunately, she found nothing in the end.

Pouting her mouth in dissatisfaction, You Yuzi turned her head straight, leaned on Liang Yiluo's body, and handed him her hair.

Liang Yiluo smiled softly. It was just the space opened up by the second magic. In principle, it was similar to the gap of Yakumozi. In fact, the opening of that space can be opened from anywhere. The reason why he took something from his sleeve , Just used to it.

The two stopped talking. Liang Yi took a dagger and gestured in front of You Youzi's hair, and asked, "What does You Youzi want to cut? It's a shame to have such a long hair."

Youyouzi was resting in Liangyiluo’s arms. She closed her eyes, pursed her mouth and smiled: “Just cut it as Luojun likes. Today, Youyouzi will be born again. Face it."

She calmly faced her own death, and calmly faced her imminent loss of human identity.

"Yep!"

With a sound of "Huh!", a white light flashed, Liang Yiluo brushed a sharp dagger across You Yuko's hair very neatly, and then after a piece of shadow, he cut out the too flat ends of the hair. Qi looks.

The long hair that was waist-length fell on Liang Yiluo's body, and the only thing that remained at You Youzi's was the hair that would reach the shoulders.

Feeling the end of Liang Yiluo, You Yuko opened her eyes. She touched the hair tip on her shoulder, stood up from Liang Yiluo's arms, walked to the side of the mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror. .

Beautiful kimono, beautiful shoulder-length hair, Yu Yuko smiled lightly, and said openly: "Luo Jun's craftsmanship and aesthetics are really amazing."

She turned around in the same place, and several lavender reversal butterflies danced with her, sprinkling phosphorescence.

"Those hairs belong to you, Luo Jun... When you see those hairs, you have to think of You Youzi."

Liang Yiluo dumbly grabbed the long hair that fell on him and stared at them.

After You Youzi made a circle, she slowly walked to the hallway of the corridor and sat there with her legs hanging in the air.

Picking up the foot bag next to her lightly, she lifted her jade foot, five pink toes bend, the small jade foot is silky and tender, the pink color is attractive, the green veins on the instep are exposed, and the soft arch of the foot And the soles of the feet, there is no slight difference in color.

In front of Liang Yiluo, she put on her foot bag very elegantly, stepped on the clogs, tidyed up her kimono, turned her head to look at Liang Yiluo, and finally showed a soft smile: "The little girl is about to leave. I hope to see Luo Jun again soon."

"Well, I will see you soon, soon..."

Liang Yiluo put away the hair on his body, he smiled at You Youzi, and assured her.

Finally, he took a deep look at Liang Yiluo, as if to remember him completely. Under the dance of the butterfly, You Yuzi stepped agile and briskly, crossed the westbound demon, walked through Shengchi Temple, and went to the temple. door.

The ceremony needs to go to the clan family of Xixing Temple, and at the gate of Shengchi Temple, dozens of monks are already standing there, a large area of ​​black pressure, their bodies exuding powerful spiritual power, all of them are chanting in low voices. Wen, resisting the increasingly powerful death spirit.

When You Yuzi appeared, several of the weak monks were already sweating profusely, and did not dare to raise their eyes to look at the dead princess on the steps.

"Master You Youzi, you have been waiting for a long time..."

The old monk headed him and Youyouzi looked at each other, watching the girl's dressing and dressing after bathing and changing clothes. The pale pink cheeks and the transparent cherry-colored eyes seemed to be filled with a little bit of flattery.

The old monk did not go into these changes in Xu's body, as long as the girl can follow the arrangements of the Xixing Temple family.

"begin!"

Several ropes woven by Shuren ropes enshrined in the shrine flew out. They surrounded Yuyuko's body, tied one by one, and countless charms flew, connected to these ropes, temporarily suppressing them. You Yuko's power of death.

The divine power on the Zhulian rope that had been enshrined for many years reluctantly confronted the breath of death, and several monks walked quickly and put down a statue.

"Come on, Master Youyouzi!"

The old monk lowered his head and said respectfully.