Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo - Chapter 2094
Chapter 2094
In the sun flower field, there are the singing of insects, the flying of birds, the flying of butterflies, the flourishing of sunshine, and the only thing missing is the laughter of human beings.
For the people of Gensokyo, whether it is a human or a monster, although this sun flower field cannot be said to be a forbidden place, there are few people who come here, even the paparazzi who is not afraid of the heavens and fears of the shoot Ming Marubumi, unless it is forced , And will never come to the Sun Flower Field for sightseeing.
The reason is that there is a fearsome existence here-the Lord of Flowers of the Four Seasons.
Kazejian Youxiang is a flower monster. The flower monster is a very small existence among the monsters. It is no different from the fairy, but it is such an ordinary, weak flower monster, but it has become a small flower monster in thousands of years. The queen of flowers has become a more fearful existence than the monster sages. With her absolute will, she has turned into the son of nature, although she is a flower demon, it represents the whole nature.
Wearing a black and red plaid long skirt, wearing the same style of vest jacket, the white shirt makes Fengjian Yuxiang look more intellectual. She has a beautiful emerald green hair, which is tied to her. People are all a bit out of place pink parasols, and the yellow bow tie at the neckline is neat and tidy. The master of flowers of the four seasons walks in the sun flower field like this, listening to the laughter of the flowers and paying attention to the sounds of nature.
Under her long skirt is a slender calf, wearing black stockings, and also wearing bright red boots walking on the muddy ground, with the blazing sunlight above her head, and she shields her eyes with her hands. What appeared in the cracks was beyond horror, like blood pupils of a demon like a demon.
Violent, crazy, terrifying, the pupils seemed to have all the maddening emotions, but in the depths of the pupils, only a few people could see the imperceptible tenderness.
“Nature is afraid, the flowers are afraid, even if the sunshine is not as strong as it used to be…”
Fengjian Youxiang’s favorite activity is holding a parasol among the flower fields and wandering among the flowers, but today’s Fengjian Youxiang is standing motionless here. What she hears in her ears is all Fear of the future.
Compared with animals and insects, it is the whole nature that can predict disasters in advance. When the root incarnation, Dragon God, has fallen into desperation, nature is crying and sorrowing.
Feng Jian Youxiang feels the same, she is the son of nature, and all the source of power is this nature, the earth is strong, the ocean is not dry, her power is endless, but even the earth and the ocean, there is an endless sky, at this time They are already trembling and afraid, because what they are about to face is the catastrophe star of the entire universe!
In Feng Jian Youxiang’s perception, even the never-falling sun, at this time its heat has already begun to dissipate, as if it were in old age.
Feng Jian Yuxiang has no fear, nor will she be afraid of encountering any powerful enemies, but even so now she is a bit at a loss. The nature that is closely related to her is already shrinking, even if Feng Jian Yuxiang has No matter how unwilling to admit defeat, it doesn’t help.
This is the existence of the transcendant, and this is the completed type of the transcended who has completed the final form. With his arrival, even a terrifying monster like Feng Jian Youxiang, a giant monster that can break through the limits of the world in just one step All he could do was to stand there and straighten his spine to welcome death.
Feng Jian Youxiang is not like other people. She will never sigh when she encounters such a desperate situation. She will continue to patrol the flower field as usual, like a queen over the world. She will wait until the sun reaches its peak. He walked slowly to the wooden house in the flower field.
Different from Fengjian Youxiang’s desperate aura, the wooden house it built is very elegant, but it has a pastoral style of literature and art. The wooden house is not big, unlike Alice’s cottage, which has the atmosphere of fairy tales, but has a countryside atmosphere. It’s rustic, with green vines entwined outside the wooden house, giving it a refreshing feel.
When Feng Jian Youxiang opened the door of the wooden house and walked in, he saw the uninvited guests at first sight.
Liang Yiluo wore a kimono and sat on the wooden table in the house. The style of the kimono was simple, but the patterns embroidered on it were very complicated. The wind saw Yuxiang without any surprise, as if she had known the arrival of Liang Yiluo. She walked gently into her house, folded the parasol in her hand and hung it on the hook on the wall.
“Is there nothing to entertain when you see the guests, Xiao Youxiang?”
Liang Yiluo greeted Feng Jian Youxiang familiarly, with Feng Jian Youxiang’s chuckle in her tone.
Feng Jian Youxiang didn’t speak, she just walked to a corner of the room, took out a wooden box from the same wooden cabinet, and poured out seeds and flower buds with an intoxicating fragrance.
Fengjian Youxiang turns all those who dare to covet the flowers in her flower fields into flower fertilizer, but Fengjian Youxiang is not actually a cruel and bloodthirsty person, and she is not even the kind of extreme nature protector, even you You must die if you pick a flower. If the child who picks the flower is an innocent child who can let the flower show her beauty to the full, Kazami Yuxiang won’t be annoyed at all, and she might even use the flower to weave it herself. A beautiful wreath for you.
When Reimu was young, she had been to the Sun Flower Field and was treated like the Lord of Flowers of the Four Seasons.
Kazami Yuka is not extreme. She also uses some flowers, buds and even seeds to make some scented tea that only she can make, but she makes very little of this kind of scented tea, even in Gensokyo, it is absolutely rare. Taigongwang likes these elegant and rich scented teas very much, and the rarest tea leaves in Xiangrintang that have been collected by Senjin Rinnosuke are also from Fengjian Yuxiang.
However, even if it is an immortal like Tai Gongwang, he will never come to the sun flower field to ask for tea. It is not that he dare, but that there is no need to conflict with this queen of flowers.
There is only Liang Yi Luo, he never pays attention to these, and only Liang Yi Luo, he comes with such a tired attitude, the wind will not be angry when it sees Youxiang.
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“What are you doing here for me.”
Feng Jian Youxiang put the soaked scented tea in front of Liang Yiluo’s table, she stood in front of Liang Yiluo, there was no doubt about the words she asked, only indifferent and indifferent, she stared like a monster with blood-colored pupils. Looking at him, being watched by her terrifying gaze, normal people have already gone mad and fell into a state of schizophrenia.
Of course Liang Yiluo wouldn’t be affected by Feng Jian Youxiang’s gaze, but said with a chuckle: “…Don’t be so cold, Xiao Youxiang.”
The relationship between Fengjian Yuka and Liang Yiluo is very strange. It is neither like the feeling of a detached lover like Yakumo Zi, nor the sense of enemies that kill each other after they meet. They are like friends and like never knowing each other. In the beginning, Liang Yiluo faced Fengjian Youxiang with a arrogant attitude, and he had taught her carefully, and in the past thousand years, Fengjian Youxiang once helped Yakumo Zi to stand on the opposite side of Liang Yiluo. Fighting him, although for Fengjian Youxiang, what she hopes is only a fight with the strong, not against Liang Yiluo, even if Liang Yiluo used to make her when she was young Has been humiliated.
Facing Liang Yiluo’s ridiculous words, Feng Jian Youxiang didn’t respond, but continued to look at him coldly, while Liang Yiluo directly held Feng Jian Youxiang’s white wrist, and pulled Feng Jian Youxiang directly. Seeing Youxiang pulled her into her arms, let her sit on her lap.
A scent of a hundred flowers lingers on the tip of the nose, and the smell of the wind Jianyouxiang will be plunged into the magnificence of nature as long as you smell it, but in the past thousands of years, no one can really be able to After smelling her body, she can survive, and the only man who can do this is Liang Yi Luo.
Feng Jian Youxiang stiffened a little when she was pulled into his arms by Liang Yi Luo, but the stiffness soon disappeared. Her **** eyes stared at Liang Yi Luo tightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was frantic. And ferocious, and Liang Yiluo didn’t seem to notice. He just buried his face on Feng Jian Youxiang’s neck and sniffed the fragrance on her white neck.
Feng Jian Youxiang ignored the itching sensation of her neck being touched by Liang Yiluo’s nose, she raised her elbow directly, and slammed it against Liang Yiluo, with a crisp sound of bone cracking. It was heard that Liang Yiluo’s chest bone was smashed by the elbow of the Lord of Four Seasons Flowers. The pain of bone piercing the internal organs did not even make Liang Yiluo frown, and the wind saw Youxiang’s mouth. The grinning smile was more vigorous, and when he raised his fist, he hit Liang Yiluo’s face fiercely.
“Snapped!”
This time, Liang Yiluo directly raised his hand to catch Fengjian Youxiang’s fist. Although the two did not use their demon energy and magic, the power of their fists alone was enough to break the rocks, but due to the strength of the two The grasp is just right, there is no leakage of energy, it looks like an ordinary punch in the eyes of others.
However, only relying on physical strength, Liang Yiluo was not Fengjian Youxiang’s opponent, his right five fingers appeared strangely twisted, and the bones of his palm were already smashed by Fengjian Youxiang’s punch.
“Xiao Youxiang, your strength has dropped really badly.”
Liang Yiluo tilted his head. From Feng Jian Youxiang’s two attacks, she revealed her futility and reality. The arrival of the catastrophe star made this universe begin to fall into disaster, and the Dragon God as the root incarnation And this nature is the first to bear the brunt. As a child of nature, the source of Kengjian Youxiang’s power is the nature of this world. As nature begins to fall into the disaster of destruction, Kengjian Youxiang’s power begins to decline.
“so what?”
Feng Jian Youxiang asked calmly, once was a weak flower demon. When living in that cruel god, Feng Jian Youxiang never feared or gave up. Even if she loses all the power and starts from the beginning, she absolutely Don’t be afraid.
Liang Yiluo’s right hand was restored in an instant. He grabbed Youxiang’s fist and made her flatten her palm, pressing it on his mouth, killing countless masters of flowers of the four seasons, but her palm was incredibly soft and exuding. With a sultry aroma, there is no **** smell, only the faint floral fragrance.
Liang Yiluo gently kissed her palm and smiled and said, “…In the past, Xiao Youxiang, you have fought against me countless times.”
“So you are here to retaliate now?”
“Yes!”
Liang Yiluo admitted without any guilt: “… While Xiao Youxiang’s power is rapidly declining, this is not a good opportunity to retaliate against you. You must know that in your heyday, even I can’t be true. It will completely imprison you.”
Liang Yiluo didn’t seem to be ashamed of what she had done, and just said: “…You have fought against Zi and me many times, and you have been defeated by my hands many times, but I have been defeated for so long. Never asked for anything like you, now is the time to get back what belongs to me…”
Liang Yiluo grabbed Fengjian Youxiang’s chin and pulled her pretty face to her own eyes, staring at the beautiful and alluring face, she was stubborn and cruelly beautiful, with deep arrogance.
“The winner gets everything, and the loser loses everything. This is the life principle of a monster.”
Liang Yiluo squeezed Fengjian Youxiang’s chin, listening to her calm words, Fengjian Youxiang is a pure monster. In her life, countless losers have turned into the dry bones of her hands, and she has already had it. Awareness becomes her toy and stepping stone when she fails.
However, she has never failed, but she has failed countless times in front of Liang Yiluo, so she will not be angry or resentful about how Liang Yiluo wants to treat her, because in her thinking, The winner has everything.
But not being angry or resentful does not mean that you will not resist. Feng Jian Youxiang’s unfathomable demon will be released, but Liang Yiluo seems to have guessed what she is going to do a long time ago, a breath of transcendence permeates, hooking that The disasters in the depths of the universe are like the withering of flowers, plants and trees. Nature is messed up by the breath of this disaster. At this moment, in the present world, there will be earthquakes and natural disasters, but the wind will see the fragrance. On her body, the demon qi she mentioned quickly dissipated, making Feng Jian Youxiang no longer instruct the demon qi like in the past.
“You will die in the face of that disaster, Xiao Youxiang…”
Liang Yiluo stared deeply at Feng Jian Youxiang’s stubborn face.
“I am not afraid of death.”
Feng Jian Youxiang’s eyes are full of arrogance and perseverance. As she said, the Lord of Flowers of the Four Seasons is not afraid of death at all.
“The loser is just the possession of the winner. Now you are mine. I won’t let you die, Xiaoyouxiang…”
Liang Yiluo grasped Feng Jian Youxiang’s neck forcefully, and let the Lord of Flowers of the Four Seasons breathe, his face was flushed, and Liang Yiluo was so hard, it seemed to be suffocating the wind with your hands. Same as death.
At the same time, he directly pressed Fengjian Youxiang on the wooden table, his eyes were like a retreat with Fengjian Youxiang, he stopped Fengjian Youxiang’s struggle with his leg, and his right hand penetrated her red. In a black and white plaid dress.