Chapter 469 It’s my first time too
In front of the gate, a middle-aged uncle appeared, respectfully saluted Isayama Naraku and Tsuchimiya Gagaku, and then started chatting.
Isayama You, Isayama Naraku's younger brother, Isayama Huangquan's second uncle.
Perhaps it was due to the many hidden scars left behind by fighting demons and defending the Tao when they were young. The three middle-aged men have all aged prematurely. Standing next to their daughters, they look more like grandfathers.
Behind Isayama Yu, stood a tall white-haired man in a kimono, with silver hair above his waist, beautiful appearance, and a gentle temperament belonging to Yamato Nadeshiko, the first choice for a good wife and mother.
Beautiful and distant, the fragrance lingers for a long time, abide by the etiquette in front of others, and behind others...
Just by looking at your figure, you can tell that it is difficult for a man who is not determined to refuse, but a man who is determined will most likely accept it.
Don’t people live just for white hair?
The name of this white-haired girl is Isayama Mei, Isayama Yu's daughter and Isayama Huangquan's cousin.
Naraku, Huangquan, You, Ming, the naming style of the Isayama family can be seen at a glance. Two generations of four people have vowed to fight to the death with the underworld.
Isayama Yellow Spring: (1`1)
I remember very clearly that Liao Wenjie said more than once that Kurosaki Ichigo liked girls with big breasts, and his cousin did match his preference in this regard.
But what does fierce mean? I didn’t see it!
Perhaps because of the etiquette of her tutor, my cousin likes to leave half of her words when talking. She often tells people in riddles, and in her impression, she is very calculating and not a straightforward person, but this doesn't seem to have anything to do with being fierce?
Just as he was thinking about this, Isayama Isayama, who had been bowing his head silently, used Isayama Yu's body as cover, took out a short knife from his sleeve, took a step forward, and stabbed Isayama Naraku's chest to the heart.
The speed was too fast and the changes were too big. No one expected this scene to happen, including Isayama Naraku who was attacked. He stared dumbfoundedly at Han Feng's heart.
"father……"
Time paused, and Isayama Yomi reached out to grab the door in the distance. His suddenly shrinking eyes reflected the emotionless indifference on his cousin Isayama Mei's face.
That's a murderous look!
A strong wind blew past the door, and a figure appeared.
The dagger came to an abrupt stop when it was close to Isayama Naraku's clothes. A big hand held the poison-soaked dagger, tightening his fingers and pinching the blade so that the blade made a clicking sound. No matter how hard Isayama Naraku exerted, he could not make the blade advance further. Half a point.
She looked down her arm and saw Liao Wenjie raising his hand to push away Isayama Naraku's smiling face.
He is handsome and has such a warm smile. He looks like a good man at first glance.
"relative---"
Following Isayama Yoshizumi's belated cry of grief and indignation, there was a commotion in front of the gate. The greeters and the representatives of the exorcist family who had come from afar had not yet recovered from the shock, and they all backed away, unable to believe this miracle. of expansion.
What's going on? Why are they suddenly killing each other? Aren't they a family?
Okay, so the family is not important, the important thing is that so many people are watching, do you really think that after the assassination is over, you can get away safely?
"Ming! What are you doing?!"
The old father, Isayama Yu, was so frightened that his legs were weak. He was the most shocked person present. He actually assassinated Naraku Isayama, the head of the family and leader of the alliance, in public. How could he not know that his daughter was so crazy?
Click!
Liao Wenjie crushed the short knife, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Isayama Mei with a faint smile: "What an evil aura, and a bit coquettish. You are not Isayama Mei, who are you?"
Isayama Mei licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, a red light flashed in his eyes, he held the short knife tightly in both hands and stabbed Liao Wenjie in the face.
Squeak la la————
The broken knife touched his face, causing a burst of sparks.
Liao Wenjie pointed his swords together and stabbed Isayama Ming in the abdomen. He breathed out his energy and beat her until her body bowed and she was suspended in the air.
The energy penetrated Isayama Mei's abdomen and exploded behind her back. The remaining energy ravaged her limbs and bones, directly knocking her unconscious and making her unconscious in mid-air.
Liao Wenjie took a step forward, and when Isayama Ming fell, he caught it with his shoulders, carrying the man and looking at Isayama Naraku: "If it's not troublesome, help me prepare a basement. I want to torture some information."
"Father, are you okay?"
Isayama Yomi and Tsuchimiya Kagura ran over quickly. Isayama Naraku shook his head slightly to tell his daughter to calm down, and then said to Liao Wenjie: "She is not Ming, right?"
Obviously, Isayama Naraku didn't do a perfect job. Under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, he wanted to give his eldest niece a chance to clear her name.
"The skin is, but the inside is not..."
Liao Wenjie raised his hand and patted his butt on his shoulder, and said with a serious face: "I don't dare to say for sure what the specific situation is. I have to cut her open to make a conclusion."
"Cut open, cut open?!"
Isayama Yu's face turned pale, and for just a moment, he looked ten years older.
It's not easy for an old father to have a deep love!
Thinking of this, Liao Wenjie smiled and consoled him: "Don't worry, I just took out some things. I will sew them up after I'm done. No one will die."
Isayama Yu was dumbfounded. He took two steps forward and wanted to say something, but was choked back by Tsuchimiya Gaara's narrowed eyes. He could only watch with tears in his eyes as Liao Wenjie carried away his daughter and walked towards the basement, probably. go.
There is no basement. The Exorcist Family Alliance headquarters is a serious headquarters, with only a Japanese-style side room with overlapping restrictions.
Liao Wenjie laid Isayama Meiping down on the tatami. Seeing that there were many people watching behind him, he frowned and said, "Two heads of the family, the picture is not suitable for children. Please keep unrelated people away from this room."
Tsuchimiya Gaara and Isayama Naraku nodded and drove everyone out of the house. If they had any problems, go to the conference room to discuss. No speaking was allowed here.
The rest of the crowd left, and two old men stood behind Liao Wenjie, one on the left and one on the right, waiting for him to operate, no, to torture him for information.
Liao Wenjie didn't say anything. He looked at the two old men with a smile. Knowing that they realized that he was also an irrelevant person, he opened the door and left with a dark face. Then he slowly said: "Let Huang Quan come over and bring the sword 'Lion King'. I'll return it." I need a scalpel."
"..."x2
The Lion King is about 1.4 meters long. Are you sure you want to perform surgery on him?
The two of them were speechless and silently exited the house. Within a moment, Isayama Yomi carefully walked into the house holding a long knife and closed the door tightly.
"Ichigo, what happened with my father just now..."
Isayama Huangquan was still frightened. Looking at Liao Wenjie's back, he once again felt the strong peace of mind of being protected, and his eyes gradually became blurred.
"You're welcome, and don't put your feelings on someone else's behalf. I would have saved him if he were an unrelated person."
Liao Wenjie said without turning around: "It just happens that he is your father, that's all."
Isayama Huangquan: "..."
This is really annoying. Can't you take the opportunity to say some sweet words and try to conquer her?
"so big!"
"???"
What's so big, what's so big?
Hearing Liao Wenjie's exclamation, Isayama Huangquan took two steps forward to see the situation clearly, and immediately her face was filled with black lines. She removed the hand holding the handle of the knife, trying to tell herself to distinguish the situation and not to be angry.
Liao Wenjie opened the lapel of his kimono and saw Isayama Mei's delicate collarbone and the indescribable white flowers.
"I didn't wear underwear. I guessed it right. Bah, I made a mistake."
Liao Wenjie looked at it intently for a while, then turned around and said, "Huang Quan, I heard someone say that you don't wear panties under your kimonos. Is this true? Can you show me how to wear it another day?"
"I have no idea."
Isayama Huangquan looked aside with a cold face and refused to communicate with Liao Wenjie.
"Ahem! Ahem..."
At this time, Isayama suddenly woke up, his eyes focused on Liao Wenjie's face, he was stunned for a few seconds, felt the coolness on his chest, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover it.
It's a pity that it can't be stopped.
The limbs and bones were as if they were not her own. She could not control them and could not move.
Even if they could block it, their slender arms couldn't cover much.
"Don't be impatient. Do you still remember what happened before?"
Liao Wenjie smiled condescendingly. Isayama Mei's shameful posture and open clothes closed his eyes tightly, recalling the assassination incident in front of the gate, and his whole face turned pale.
"No, no, I never thought about assassinating the head of the family. That person was not..."
"No need to explain, everyone has seen it, so there is no point in explaining."
Liao Wenjie stopped the emotional Isayama Mei, raised his hand and pointed it into a sword, a red sword energy gathered and formed, and pointed at her chest: "The thing is in your body, taking it out will prove your innocence, so... If you cooperate, I will try not to cause you any pain."
"..."
"First surgery?"
Liao Wenjie comforted the anxious patient and encouraged: "It doesn't matter. Look at me, it's my first time to have an operation, so I'm not nervous at all."
Isayama Huangquan: "..."
"Am I going to die?"
Isayama stared at the ceiling. Although the assassination was not her intention, with so many people watching, it was not easy to clear her name.
Even if she is cleared, she will still be labeled a 'traitor', ostracized by the Exorcist Family Alliance, and reduced to a tragic marginal figure.
"It depends on the situation. If you don't want to live, I can't hold you back."
Liao Wenjie raised his hand and shook it, and seven more soul-locking needles appeared in his palm. The afterimage of his arm was seen shaking, and the seven steel needles penetrated into important acupuncture points such as Isayama's head, neck, and chest.
Red light streaked across the white and greasy skin, and a wisp of blood spilled out. Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and reached into his chest, and clasped Isayama Mei's heart with his five fingers.
As he raised his arm, the heart connected to the blood vessels was slowly pulled out. To be precise, it could no longer be called a heart.
Between the flesh and blood package, a large killing stone was embedded. Every time the blood vessels pulsed, blood carrying evil thoughts and red light was transported to all parts of the body.
"Okay, so big!"
Isayama Huangquan raised his hand to hold his mouth, and then realized that Liao Wenjie's previous obscene comment might be explaining the killing stone.
Well, she hoped so.
"It's amazing. The blood vessels can be stretched so long. If it weren't for the parasitic heart, I would have suspected that you had eaten rubber fruit."
Liao Wenjie lowered his head and teased, and Isayama Mei was speechless and closed his eyes. Not everyone can see their heart being pinched in someone else's hands and still think about joking.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. I mentioned parasitism, why don't you give me some reaction?" Liao Wenjie calmly looked at the heart in his hand, and slowly pulled out the cold and sharp sword Lion King with his other hand.
“Jiejiejie————”
A burst of evil laughter sounded, and the sarcoma on the heart twisted, revealing a whole evil smile.