All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

Chapter 65

He hasn't drawn his sword for a long time.

I still remember the last time I had a fight with Mori Ogai, the knife was fatal, and I almost chopped off the head of the always smiling Hong Kong black leader.

Unexpectedly, the purpose of drawing the sword this time was to rescue Mori Ogai who was on the verge of death.

Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed, and flashed the back of the knife with his backhand. The two guards by the door were stunned by lightning without even seeing the figure.

Fukuzawa Yukichi straightened the two of them and sat them against the wall. At this moment, he couldn't think about what kind of questions the other party would face when he woke up.

Wrapping his palm with a handkerchief, Fukuzawa Yukichi slowly pushed open the door.

There is nothing unusual in sight, there is a mountain of documents on the desk, a half-eaten strawberry cake on the low table next to the sofa, and the tightly closed door of the lounge.

Sensing the arrival of the master, the silver wolf turned his head abruptly, and while pacing, shouted at the lying black fox: "Don't worry! The master is here! Your master and you will be safe and sound!"

The black fox shook the tip of its nose and didn't even want to lift its eyelids. It wanted to live very much. The spiritual body can always reflect a person's inner desire most truly. Give up the infinitely rising survival instinct in your heart.

The tip of his tail swept lightly on the floor, and with a burst of light, the door slowly opened, and Fukuzawa Yukichi walked into the room with a heavy face, frowning and putting the handkerchief into his arms.

There was a fuzzy touch around the legs, and the silver wolf was running faster than when it was running just now. Fukuzawa Yukichi barely reacted, and the calf was surrounded by the wolf again.

It is obviously a wolf, but it is like a big dog.

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at it, the depression of coming to rescue the enemy, and the irritability of running all the way into the enemy forces, finally dissipated at this moment, the wolf eyes were like stars, Fukuzawa Yukichi was stared at by it, and his heart was full Full of helplessness, and...

He stroked the wolf's head, tried his best to avoid it, but like metal attracted by a magnet, he moved it to the ground little by little——

There was Mori Ogai, whom Fukuzawa Yukichi had never seen before, even if he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, it had never been like this...

Mori Ogai, who was unconscious, covered in flaws, and even the strands of his hair revealed a sense of vulnerability.

It appears that the situation is serious.

Fukuzawa Yukichi thought so.

He doesn't know medical skills, so he can't see Mori Ogai's situation at the moment. Just relying on the messy scene in the room, the blood stains on Mori Ogai's body, and the other party's uncharacteristic posture, he can also draw this inference.The wolf next to his leg also grabbed his trouser leg with his mouth and pulled it to the other side.

"Go and save him! Master!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not respond to Silver Wolf. He still had no expression on his face, like a doctor seeing a patient, calmly thinking about the treatment plan in his mind. He tensed his jaw slightly.

Shinomiya Shibuya's ability affected two people this time. Compared with before, not only the ability has been enhanced, but the scope has also been expanded.

We must find a way to solve it as soon as possible...

But now is obviously not the time to think about this, Fukuzawa Yukichi squatted down, the air flow between movements was like a breeze, gently brushing the fox's fur, its beard trembled in the air, and its eyes opened slightly, and lo and behold Eye "savior".

A weak fox, even its fur is dull, looks sleepy, can't lick its paws and run, and doesn't have any cuteness.

Absolutely not.

There is simply no way petite and playful cats are cute.

Fukuzawa Yukichi retracted his outstretched hand, like a husband who is about to cheat, facing the temptation of a beautiful girl, frantically playing the picture of "wife" in his mind, like a slide show, desperately brainwashing himself , Resist the desire to make mistakes.

"Hmm—" A suppressed cry of pain awakened the subtle fantasies in Fukuzawa Yukichi's mind.

The sound was small and soft, but it was like a muffled thunder hitting Fukuzawa Yukichi's head heavily.

He turned his head, and finally after entering the door, he stared carefully at Mori Ogai for the first time.

The man who was always smiling closed his eyes tightly, his lips were dry and cracked, and there were two painful folds around the corners of his pursed mouth, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the black hair scattered on his face was in a mess, covering his excessive expression, and the shadow hit him On his face, dark shadows enveloped his pale face.

The windbreaker was thrown in the corner like a rag. The clothes on the carpet were already dirty, and the hem and cuffs were full of tears. It is impossible to imagine what happened to Mori Ogai before he passed out. The thin white shirt was stuck to his back, dripping with sweat. The fabric is soaked, and the slenderness of frailty and the firmness of the mafia leader after training are undoubtedly revealed. The winding back line is like a continuous mountain range, which abruptly pulls people's eyes down the spine step by step, and tightens the belt deeply. black suit pants.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes were burned suddenly, he slowly retracted his eyes, lowered his eyes, and stared at his deadly enemy on the ground.

The wolf arched him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi shook his head probably to indicate that he should save someone quickly. He knew how to kill and protect people, but he didn't know how to save someone.

This should obviously be the specialty of this guy on the ground.

"what should I do?"

The wolf froze for a second, its two front paws bouncing on the carpet. It seemed that it didn't expect its owner to be so "stupid". The long mouth opened and closed, and it struggled to organize language with the wolf brain, trying to explain everything instinctively to the wolf. Owner.

"Just, just take out yours..."

???

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Which one?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi was confused, and the wolf in front of him was dancing. Seeing that the master didn't move, he wished that he would go through hundreds of millions of years of evolution and become a human in an instant, waving his hands and feet and telling everything carefully.

The wolf blinked, like a word that clearly came to his lips, but he couldn't remember it anyway, so he could only use other descriptions to describe it in every possible way:

"That's the one... the guide is very good, the sentinel is generally not good at it..."

The wolf lay down and rubbed its chin on the ground. It seemed that he had said nothing for a long time, so he could only bite the bullet and continue explaining the tutorial: "Then touch him and slowly poke in. At first he will feel pain and resist desperately, but Don't worry, he's unconscious now, and yours is definitely stronger than his..."

"When he slowly adapts and accepts you, you can completely enter him, control him, and calm down a little bit..."

As an adult, as a nearly middle-aged adult, as an adult man who once wandered in the dark world, Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't think too much from the beginning, but as the silver wolf added a little bit of description, Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression became more and more rigid.

His eyes were like stones buried deep in the Antarctic ice cave, frozen stiffly in the eye sockets. The silver-haired man had reached out to the unconscious man's hand, but withdrew it suddenly like an electric shock, and even his breathing was messed up for a second.

Before Fukuzawa Yukichi asked, the black fox on the ground finally couldn't listen anymore.

"idiot."

Before the silver wolf could react, the furious fox was afraid of going on like this. Sooner or later, he and his master would finish playing, so he forced himself to speak out slowly, "It's spiritual power, which is the innate ability of a guide, just feel it with your heart." master......"

Fukuzawa Yukichi's body that had been quietly raised slowly squatted back.

He looked around, and the house was like a tornado sweeping past, in chaos, only half of the bed was not covered by chaos.

The swordsman sighed, untied the knife from his waist, and was about to put it on a clean wooden chair beside him, when the silver wolf pushed against his master's knee and opened his mouth.

"Can you touch it?"

"If it's something connected to the master."

Fukuzawa Yukichi turned his wrist, held the blade horizontally, and passed his favorite knife into the dog's mouth.

Fortunately, this is an animal transformed from a spiritual body, otherwise the elegant blade must be stained with a lot of saliva at this moment.

Seeing the silver wolf holding the knife firmly in his mouth, Fukuzawa Yukichi told him not to run around, turned around and rolled up his cuffs, bent down and squatted down, with his hands and arms passing through the back and knee sockets, and easily picked up the unconscious man , as if holding cargo, without a trace of unnecessary physical contact, straight up and down, carrying the leader of the port mafia away from the ruins, and moved it to the soft bed.

Fukuzawa Yukichi moved a stool and sat on the head of the bed.

Mental strength......

This is quite a fantasy topic. Although the existence of such things as supernatural powers is amazing enough, people's spiritual power cannot be used as a weapon in ordinary times, and there is no time to use it at all.

But for those who practice swords, they have been exercising non-stop since they were young, practicing day and night, not only to enhance their physical fitness, but also to sharpen their minds.

This kind of thing can be called willpower or spiritual power.

Fukuzawa Yukichi is good at this, although his spiritual power is not like the guides described in Gao Huang's books, delicate, gentle, like a trickle, but if he wants to wash away the filth on the ground and sort out the chaotic thinking, he can do nothing but Trickles, torrential waves are also okay.

Fukuzawa Yukichi closed his eyes.

At first, it was an indescribable space of darkness or day.

Concentrate, then sink down, artificially drag your thoughts to a deeper depth, groping a little bit, like a toddler.

Finally, find a little difference in the emptiness, expand and approach, and gain insight into the ocean of spiritual power in the existence and mind.

The toddler found the center of gravity, and Fukuzawa Yukichi tried to mobilize it. His mental power was like silk, flowing smoothly from his fingertips, and he would not escape, because his hand would always hold the silk and control everything.

"focus."

With the expansion of mental power, firefly-like light spots slowly appeared in midair, and an ominous chaotic and gloomy aura floated from the dark red light spot.

"It's there."

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned, his silver hair slid down by gravity, and the tip of his hair fell on the black hair. The warm forehead transmitted the air temperature to another cold forehead stained with cold sweat.

In the touch of the limbs, the spiritual power is transmitted from the skin, Fukuzawa Yukichi glimpsed a world——

from the mind of another.

Burning dark red karmic fire, hell-like, crazy spiritual world.

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