The blade swung towards Yae Rin's slender neck from behind the altar. If Yae Ji wanted to escape this knife with Rin, it would be almost impossible.

If an accident occurs, the sharpness of the blade forged from the stone concentrate is very likely to take his life away.

so

Yae Ji suddenly appeared in the hand of Yae Ji who turned into a sharp light and rushed towards him.

Because Yae Ji came with such force and speed, no one could see clearly whether the shovel he had carried with him before or whether it suddenly appeared.

"Qiang!——"

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and the faint sparks that flew were inconspicuous under the bright sun.

The bladed stone katana was whipped away by the shovel, and Yae Ji also used too much force and fell to the other side of the altar.

The Yae God Lord, who grabbed Yae Sakura's forearm, staggered back a few steps. The shocking force coming from Sakura made him feel ridiculous.

Yae Sakura's small hands tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and the originally delicate tiger's mouth also burst open, and traces of blood seeped out from it. The pain was tearing at Yae Sakura's nerves all the time.

But she is very happy now!

My brother rushed over at the last minute!

Linlin did not go to the Fox God to worship.

"cold!--"

Yae Sakura tried her best to break free from the clutches of the Yae God Lord. The stunned Yae God Lord was accidentally forced back half a step by the little girl's power.

The old woman in the audience came to her senses just now, and quickly winked at a young man next to her.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked up to the altar calmly.

Pull out the knife from your waist.

His face turned cruel!

"Lord Rin! I ask you to serve the Fox God! To resolve the wrath of the Lord God!"

The young man roared wildly and rushed forward with the knife raised. He looked like a fanatical believer who had given everything for the gods.

"Chi!——"

Yaeji broke out with a flash and quickly dodged behind the young man, then kicked the man in the butt.

"Plop~"

A young man who had never received any systematic training received a strong force on his back and was kicked straight away!

Yaeji's kick, using Shunpo's power-generating technique, was enough to make the young man spend the rest of his life in bed.

"Ah! Ah! -"

The nerve compression caused by the broken bones made the young man howl the moment he fell to the ground, his face was twisted, and his hands were scratching on the ground, as if he had been tortured to the extreme.

"Ta-ta-ta~"

Yaeji's footsteps were accompanied by the young man's wails. Strangely, no one under the altar dared to make a sound.

Yaeji bent down and picked up the young man's long knife.

Turning his wrist slightly, the blade moved forward, and the reflection from the blade's surface happened to pierce the eyes of the young man who fell to the ground, either intentionally or unintentionally.

"That's it? You still have the nerve to howl?" Yaeji looked gloomy, and the blade slowly approached the young man's eyes.

"You cut off Rin's hamstrings before she was sacrificed! Did she scream? Answer me! You loser!"

"Chi!——"

The tip of the knife whirled around and stabbed hard into the young man's hand, pinning him to the ground.

"Boom~"

There was muffled thunder in the sky and dark clouds gathered, which caused a commotion among the originally quiet villagers.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!--"

"Still barking?"

Yae Ji pulled out his long knife and stabbed the young man's other hand hard!

Blood spurts.

It adds a fresh color to Yaeji's already blood-stained miko costume.

"Woo~oooooo~"

The young man covered his mouth with his penetrating palm and could only squeeze out the sound through his teeth.

Yae Ji's expression remained unchanged, and he took advantage of the situation and pulled out his long sword.

The young man groaned and passed out immediately.

"waste."

When walking towards Sakura and Rin, Yae Ji focused the corner of his eyes on the Yae God Lord beside the altar. There was also no emotion in their eyes.

Lord Yae knew that the child was warning him.

Walking quickly towards Lin's position, Yae Ji's footsteps became more and more brisk, and the expression on his face changed from the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month to the spring breeze of ten miles.

Half squat.

He extended his palm to Rin.

"Shall we go home? Do you still remember what my brother promised you? He will cure your illness, take you and Sakura to eat the most delicious food in the world, and then go to the back mountain to see the sea of ​​cherry blossoms."

"me"

Rin, who was being helped by Yae Sakura to sit on the altar, was confused and didn't know what to make.

Just when Yaeji was slightly disappointed, Rin asked in a low voice: "Is it really okay, Rin?"

"certainly."

Yaeji smiled and said, the warmth was completely the opposite of what he had just been.

He stepped forward, squatted down, and carried Lin on his back.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the blood stains on Lin's socks, and Yae Ji's expression suddenly darkened again.

"Sakura, pick up those two knives."

Yazhongji ordered softly.

"yes!"

Yae Sakura is very happy now. She believes that as long as her brother is here, the huge problems before will be solved.

Rin's arms tightly wrapped around Yaeji, as if he was hugging the whole world.

"Brother, can we really leave here?"

"Do you believe me?"

"Um!"

"Then close your eyes, and when the nightmare wakes up, I will naturally wake up my little princess."

"Yeah!" A sunflower-like smile bloomed on Yae Rin's pale and bloodless face.

"Rin is my brother's little princess, what about my sister?"

"What do you think?"

Yae Ji saw Sakura pick up two long knives, put them into their sheaths, and followed him obediently with the two knives in their hands.

"Brother, Sakura has done everything you asked her to do. How about I carry Rin on her back?"

"no need."

Yae Ji stepped forward, and before he left the altar, the densely packed villagers under the altar had already made way for them.

"Ta~ta~ta~"

Every step is like stepping on people's soul.

The villagers standing on both sides of the trail all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yaeji.

They could still remember the scene where the shrine maiden "abused" the young man with a knife.

No one wants to try the violent gene in this generation of miko-sama.

Go down the steps.

The road was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a sea of ​​people on both sides, but no one complained.

"Lord Ji."

Yaeji turned his head, and suddenly, the wind started blowing.

Under the shroud of dark clouds, strong winds rose, following the footsteps of Men Lei. It was just like the previous sacrifice.

The old woman holding a cane looked at him.
To be continued...