Chapter 189

He was originally paying attention to Yukari Yakumo's next move, preparing to fight a few more rounds with her to see the quality of the opponent, or let the opponent see the Beidou ultimate technique he just learned. At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind, and the expression on his face changed suddenly.

With Jia Ji's current level, let alone a person, he could hear the sound of even a fly landing on the ground, could generate everything within a radius of several kilometers in his brain with his eyes closed, and could smell the scent from hundreds of kilometers away, but he didn't notice the appearance of the existence behind him at all, and was approached to this point.

If she hadn't suddenly spoken, Jia Ji wouldn't even be able to feel any aura or vitality coming from the other party now, only endless coldness... just like, just like...

A corpse is talking.

Yukari Yakumo also seemed to have learned the face-changing magic, her murderous and angry attitude turned suddenly, and she appeared beside the young girl behind Jia Ji in a flicker, pouncing over.

A very bright smile appeared on her face, and then she buried her face in the other party's chest, rubbing and rubbing like a golden Persian cat.

This was the first time Jia Ji had seen such a Yukari Yakumo.

While rubbing, feeling the plump curves and arcs, and the warm touch that seemed to be able to accommodate everything, a satisfied smile appeared on Yukari Yakumo's face.

After a while, she explained: "Yuyuko, this is... um, the foreign aid I just found from another place."

Yuyuko?!

Scared me, I released "Saigyouji No-Remaining Nirvana"!

Jia Ji suddenly realized after hearing this name. It turned out to be Saigyouji Yuyuko, now at the Saigyouji Temple.

Then it's not strange.

The black-haired young girl wearing a blue pink cherry kimono, although a bit shy about Yukari Yakumo's open ○ harassment and perverted behavior in front of outsiders, had a shy blush on her face, but after thinking about it, she didn't push her away.

After Yukari Yakumo finished introducing, the young girl cast a curious look at the person her friend just mentioned—tall, broad-shouldered, eyes shining, muscles and bones as thick as tree trunks, skin, flesh, fascia as developed as rock blocks, a head of black vertical hair like inverted thorns, skin as pale as a corpse, only one arm, and a thick aura of evil on her face...

She didn't feel it when she was behind him before, but when she saw Jia Ji's face, she was so frightened that her body shrank behind Yukari Yakumo involuntarily.

It's not that she is timid, but Jia Ji's current state of full firepower, battle explosion, and muscle expansion is a bit like a human in three parts and a ghost in seven parts.

"Foreign aid?"

Jia Ji keenly noticed the word used by Yukari Yakumo. It seems that although she had the intention of tricking him over for a private revenge, the actual purpose was not just that...

"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Seeing that they shouldn't be able to fight.

Jia Ji rubbed his face, relaxed, tried his best to show his kindest smile to the confused Yuyuko, and then asked Yukari Yakumo, who didn't know what she was planning.

"Well... why don't we sit down and talk."

Yuyuko nodded nervously at him, then shouted: "Youkai, a guest is here."

"Hello, I am the daughter of the Saigyou family, Saigyouji Yuyuko."

Taking a few deep breaths, Yuyuko, who was already holding Yukari Yakumo's hand and had calmed down, introduced herself.

"Hello, I am a human fist artist, Jia Ji."

In the spacious and tidy wooden house, Jia Ji sat cross-legged on the tatami, and in front of him were the unshaped Yukari Yakumo and Yuyuko, who had the demeanor of a lady and looked like a polite good child, while beside him half-knelt a white-haired imperial sister who had just finished pouring hot tea for them.

The imperial sister swordsman with a plump figure, wearing a black underwear, a white short-sleeved jacket, and a green sleeveless knee-length coat, the coat separated in the middle and connected by a black rope, wearing green trousers, and a long and a short sword tucked into a black belt at the waist.

It is the special gardener of the Saigyouji family just called by Yuyuko—Konpaku Youmu!

"Eh, why is it you who is feminized?"

Jia Ji was surprised. Could it be that in order to deal with him, Yukari Yakumo first feminized Old Man Youki as an experimental product to see the effect?

That would be a sin.

"... Youmu, she was originally a woman, right?"

Yuyuko didn't understand his words. From her childhood until now, Youmu had always been like this, so how could there be any feminization?

Hearing Jia Ji's words, Konpaku Youmu snorted with dissatisfaction and moved a little closer to Jia Ji again, her waist straight, her body tense, and the gardener's uniform on her upper body highlighted her good figure in this posture.

She was like a stubborn stone, blocking the side of Jia Ji and Yuyuko, staring at him with eyes as if there was a fierce lion, aggressive, extremely sharp, one hand on the sword hilt, as if ready to draw the sword and cut him at any time if Jia Ji had any strange movements.

And the feeling she gave Jia Ji was extremely strange, as if she was on the boundary of life and death, neither living nor dead, not like a living person, and there was a white mochi-like thing hanging behind her.

Half-spirit swordsman, Konpaku Youmu.

She felt unprecedented crisis from this man who appeared suddenly, as if he had taken away many, many lives and was stained with thousands of blood, probably not inferior to that Saigyou Ayakashi.

Absolutely, absolutely dangerous element!

In order to protect her master, she must kill all thieves with bad intentions.

"Drink tea first."

Waving his hand, under the gaze of Yuyuko, Yukari Yakumo, and Konpaku Youki, Jia Ji drank the tea in one gulp, but he was thinking about unknown things in his heart.

Yuyuko and Yukari Yakumo?

These two are a destined pair of cp.

Jia Ji thought about it and gave a wonderful metaphor—they were simply met to form a band for a lifetime.

A lifetime reality focus.

Even if they die and enter the underworld, they won't let the two separate.

Of course, now that Jia Ji saw that head of black hair, he knew that this young girl in front of him was still a living person.

It's just that her body was entangled with thick death aura, even closer to a ghost than Youmu's half-spirit body, which made him not notice it at the first time.

Now this thousand-year group in the appearance of a young girl is sitting in front of him a thousand years ago, and beside her is not Youki, but Youmu. This feeling is a bit strange... but, nice!

If it weren't for worrying about his image, Jia Ji would have wanted to give them a thumbs up.

It's great that it's not a strange two-headed little person!

(End of chapter)