I'm really not an old sword

After regaining some strength, she climbed up and wanted to throw herself into Lin Qingsu's arms.

However, just halfway through, she finally regained some sanity from that state. Looking at the looks that Lin Qingsu and Tamamonomae gave her, and thinking about what she had just done, she felt so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in.

"me..."

Lin Qingsu waved her hand and did not take this opportunity to tease her, and put her into the space of the Hundred Demons Picture.

"Is Ashiya Doman dead?" Lin Qingsu asked.

"Ran."

"Run away?" Lin Qingsu was stunned: "Where did he go?"

"Another world."

"Another world?" Lin Qingsu's expression became increasingly strange.

"When the valley exploded..."

After listening for a while, Lin Qingsu finally understood what had just happened.

At the moment the magic circle exploded, two different auras came from there.

One is from Yamata no Orochi, but the descent ceremony was tampered by Ashiya Doman and was destroyed in the middle by Minamoto no Raikou.

It came, but it didn’t come completely.

I have never felt the other Tamamonomae, but it is not weaker than Yamata no Orochi.

That breath took Ashiya Doman away.

They originally wanted to take away the descended body that stored the soul of the Yamata no Orochi, but Tamamonomae's aura scared them and they stopped.

Lin Qingsu frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed.

The person who took Ashiya Doman away was either the Demon Pillar or the Alien God, and neither of them was someone he could contact right now.

As for Ashiya Michiman himself, although he wanted to kill him, but...

This is very annoying.

Regardless of whether he is killed or not, as long as the person who took him away wants to use him, he can always be summoned out through the summoning ceremony, so rounding it off, it doesn't matter whether he is killed or not.

"What about Yaqi?"

"Here."

Tamamonomae raised his hand and pointed at the valley that had turned into ruins.

In the ruins, a tall and majestic woman with lavender skin was lying on her back, unconscious.

Looking at that face, Lin Qingsu's mouth twitched slightly.

If nothing unexpected happens, it seems to be... Ibuki Douji?

"Kill Him?"

"Why kill Him?"

Looking at Tamamonomae's smiling face, Lin Qingsu silently mourned for the unconscious Yaqi in her heart.

After a half-second of silence, Lin Qingsu was just about to ask how he planned to train... and deal with her, and whether he needed her help.

For no other reason than one word: enthusiasm.

Lin Qingsu suddenly caught a glimpse of a golden light in the ruins out of the corner of his eye. He let out a light exclamation and walked over. He pushed aside the rubble and found the Holy Grail lying in the ruins. He picked up the Holy Grail, and the cold mechanical sound of the simulator immediately rang in his mind.

[This simulation is complete. Do you want to return? ]

Chapter 56: Aftermath and Return

The speed of time flowing in the simulation is infinitely close to zero compared to reality.

So even if you spend half your life in a simulation, only a moment might pass before you return to reality.

"Don't return yet."

Ibuki-douji, the incarnation of Yaki, was imprisoned in the 'dungeon' of Heian-kyo.

It is filled with Amaterasu's magical power, which has a natural inhibitory effect on the Yamata no Orochi, and it is also subject to the restrictions set by Tamamonomae when the Orochi was unconscious.

Fortunately for Yaqi, it was just a matter of being imprisoned in a different place.

If the stinky fox hadn't gone over to provoke Him for no reason.

......

"No!" The Snow Girl opened her eyes wide.

It was late at night outside the window, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

It was just because obscene sounds kept penetrating the wall and reaching her ears.

Once I closed my eyes, the sound became clearer.

Because of the darkness, I could not help but imagine the scene on the other side of the wall, where Sister Zezi was being pressed down by Lin Qingsu...

The sounds came one after another like waves.

The Snow Girl pressed her legs together tightly, and her snow-white hands couldn't help but pull her pajamas down, trying to cover her thighs.

But in my mind, I recalled the scene outside the valley that day.

Kiss yourself...

After waking up, she found herself in the imperial palace. Sister Zezi comforted her softly and Xue Nu gradually gave up the idea of committing suicide.

Especially knowing that Ashiya Doman is not dead yet.

After several months of treatment, her body recovered a lot.

Because of his close relationship with Sister Zezi, he was now assigned to a room that was only separated from Sister Zezi by a wall, making it convenient for him to visit Sister Zezi at any time.

The Snow Girl likes her current life very much.

Every day I would follow my sisters in the palace, eat delicious food, and listen to their conversations.

At night, I would go to find Sister Zezi, lie on the same bed with her, and chat until I felt sleepy and fell asleep naturally.

The only thing that bothered her was that Lin Qingsu always had to stay in Zezi's sister's room every once in a while.

At first, Sister Zezi was concerned that she was next door, so she tried hard to suppress her voice.

Although she can still hear it with her hearing as a great demon.

But that bastard Lin Qingsu actually used her to tease Sister Zezi. At first, Sister Zezi held her ground, but as time went by, she gave up on herself and no longer suppressed her voice.

This is a tough time for the Snow Girl.

In the past, when Zezi tried to lower his voice, she couldn't hear clearly because she was covered with the quilt.

But now, let alone covering myself with a quilt, I can still hear it even if I plug my ears.

She could even feel the vibration of the bed coming from the wall!

"They definitely did it on purpose! They definitely did it on purpose!"

Fortunately, her room was moved next to Sister Zezi, and she was grateful to Miss Zhangzi.

How can there be two beds separated by just a wall?

Back to the topic, listening to the pleasant voice of Sister Zezi next door, the Snow Girl bit her lower lip tightly and her body was hot.

"The Snow Woman's desires are inversely proportional to her cold appearance."

At the beginning, all my thoughts were on Ashiya Doman.

I feel guilty and worried.

I didn't have the energy to think about these things at all. I just felt that Lin Qingsu was extremely annoying.

Now that she had some free time and had just recovered from a serious illness, Xue Nu inevitably thought about these things. Thinking about Lin Qingsu's skillful techniques that day, her hands loosened her clothes and she had her own ideas.

"Sister Snow Girl... well... I can't do it anymore, my dear husband... you go, you go find Sister Snow Girl..."

The beautiful head was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The Snow Girl suddenly opened her eyes, and there was nothing but confusion in her eyes.

Part of it was because I was exhausted and dizzy, and the other part was because I wondered if I had heard it wrong.

"Help, help... I really can't take it anymore... Sister Snow Girl... Help, help..."

She didn't hear Lin Qingsu's answer, and didn't confirm whether she had just hallucinated. Instead, Xue Nu heard Zezi's mournful plea for mercy.

But that damn bastard obviously didn't care about her pleas for mercy.

Fujihara's voice became more and more mournful, and she kept begging for mercy. In her hazy consciousness, she even kept seeking help from the snow woman who was separated by a wall.

Let go of Sister Zezi quickly!

After listening for a while, seeing that the damn bastard had no intention of letting Sister Zezi go, Xue Nu got hot-headed and didn't think about why Sister Zezi couldn't hold on so soon today. She got up rustlingly and left the room without even tidying up her messy clothes.

When she reached the door of the next room, the Snow Girl placed her hand on the door, and when she was about to open it, a cold wind blew past.

No, that's not right. They are doing that kind of thing. How can I just go in there?

The Snow Girl calmed down in vain, hesitantly let go of her hand, and planned to go back to the house, but the next moment she heard Fujimoto's "miserable" wailing and a voice that seemed to be conscious and calling for her help from inside the house.

And from the sound of it, that damn bastard doesn't intend to let Sister Zezi go!

"Do you want to kill Sister Noriko?!"

The Snow Girl got excited, pushed the door open and rushed in, walked straight to the bed and lifted the thick curtain.

But when she saw the scene inside, she was stunned.

As expected, the scene where Sister Zezi tried hard to crawl away but was pressed on the bed and whipped by the ruthless scumbag did not happen. Instead, Sister Zezi, who kept begging for mercy, was on top...

"Sister Noriko...?"

Before the Snow Girl could ask the question in her mind, she suddenly found her wrist being grabbed.

She lowered her head and saw that it was Fujiharako who had grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed.

......

Next to the stove, Fujiwara Akiko asked with interest, "How does the Snow Woman taste?"

"That's good, but..."

Lin Qingsu sighed.

The Snow Girl's body is cold, but not the biting cold of winter. Instead, it is just the right coolness that makes people feel refreshed.

It's cool inside too.

But the problem is that Tamamonomae's ridicule was not false.

Even thinking back to the time when the great demon Snow Girl was pulled onto the bed by the half-limp human woman Fujimoto, and only scolded her a few times before half-reluctantly taking Fujimoto's place, Lin Qingsu felt that "the most brilliant hunters often appear as prey."

She is a juicer comparable to Altria.

Cross your legs and don't care whether it is day or night, as long as she is awake, don't try to escape.

Even recently, many days, when Lin Qingsu looked through the "tags" of other people except her and Fujiharako, she would sneak into bed in the middle of the night.

And then he usually looks cold and plays the game of playing both sides.

Although Lin Qingsu found it very interesting, she always felt like she had been fooled.

"My sister..."

"Stop." Lin Qingsu shook her head.

Fujiwara Akiko no longer felt that she had done anything wrong and was determined to promote her younger sister to him, hoping to create a dragon and two phoenixes together.

Lin Qingsu does not consider himself a gentleman. On the contrary, he is very interested in the art of sisters. But the problem is that Fujiwara Akiko's sister is only seven years old!

"Okay." Fujiwara Akiko didn't force it: "Then wait until she grows up."

She said, still a little unwilling to give up: "Don't you think it would be interesting to try Genji?"

Perhaps it's because the world line is converging.