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Chapter 741

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Osaka was a city rebuilt on the ruins. Due to geographical reasons, it was sandwiched by Beishan Lake and the southern bay, forming a barbell-like city layout.

Beishan Lake was the northernmost part of Osaka, but the southern shore of Beishan Lake was definitely not. There were still a considerable number of residential facilities around the south-central area of Beishan Lake, and a considerable part of them were high-class residential areas.

Don't be surprised why people would still build mansions here under the threat of the mutants. Basically, a considerable number of important people in Osaka used this place as a "hunting villa." Especially in the past few years after the birth of the Deep Blue Walkers, the World Government had basically turned from defense to offense in the wilderness. As the threat continued to decline, the high-level social mode of "hunting around the lake" became popular.

However, this season was just the gap between the spring and summer hunting, and the "hunting villa" community by the lake seemed empty, with few pedestrians and relatively deserted. When the two people passed by, it was still a relatively difficult thing to ignore each other.

"Good evening, Mrs. Kitayama."

"Good evening."

"The wind tonight is very cool."

"Yes."

The two people passed by each other, leaving only the stiff smile of the housewife in the cool night wind.

With this small detail as the starting point, it quickly became the main topic of tonight's high-class villa area. At the boring sandfriends' gathering of the women, many people commented:

"Kitayama Yuehui, such a rude person!"

"She's just an artist who retired from the entertainment industry. She's really arrogant."

"I heard that Mr. Kitayama is a powerful person in society?"

"Yes, I heard that. So for a long time, Mrs. Kitayama almost never went out. But I also heard that … the powerful Mr. Kitayama is probably dead! "

"Oh, really?"

"Isn't it? Every month or two, a car would pick her up at the door and come back after about a week. But that kind of car hasn't appeared for a long time. Osaka has been cracking down on societies recently, and it is said that many people were hospitalized and then died! "

"Oh, oh, so that's how it is! Then Mrs. Kitayama has been going to Mr. Jorgaemon's place recently … "

"She's going to pray, and it may be a fleeting future. Here, maybe we will soon lose sight of her. "

Whispers of surprise and excitement could be heard, or they could not be heard. Perhaps Beishan Yuehui, who was at the center of the discussion, could hear it, or could not. For now, she was still walking at an unhurried pace, maintaining a calm and indifferent attitude as she walked along the narrow but tidy tree-lined path.

After all, it was getting late. Life in the major commercial and entertainment districts of Ban City had just begun, but for the people in this community, it was basically time to rest at home.

The further they walked along the boulevard, the fewer people there were. In the end, after walking for more than a hundred meters, they didn't see a single person.

However, right at this moment, Northmont Xuehui arrived at his own doorstep. The AI butler detected her vital data, and the security system opened the door.

"You are back, madam."

Beishan Yuehui silently walked into the yard. She still walked at the same pace as before, passing through the exquisite front yard. A gentle breeze blew, and the short shrubs and red-edged maple leaves in the yard rustled, welcoming their mistress home.

The door to the main house opened as well. Beishan Yuehui walked to the entrance, put down her handbag, and bent down to change her shoes.

At this moment, the lights in the house suddenly flickered, and the AI butler spoke again, "Sorry, there is some trouble …"

The voice was cut off, and the lights in the house were completely extinguished.

Beishan Yuehui straightened up, stunned. But before she could react, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the room. The moment he rushed into the door, he tightly stuck to Beishan Xuehui's waist without leaving any gap. At the same time, he stretched out his elbow across her shoulder, across her throat, and then pulled back, firmly jamming her windpipe and preventing her from making a sound.

"Mrs. Beishan, poor woman, don't panic, I am here to help you!" The voice of the intruder behind her was hoarse, and he breathed heavily. His hot breath rushed past Beishan Yuehui's ears. It had nothing to do with physical strength, but a natural reaction after the secretion of hormones.

"You have lost the care of a powerful person, haven't you? Without a backer, how can you maintain such an elegant and leisurely life? The future is simply a foreseeable tragedy … Come, I am here to help you. I don't need to do anything extra, just treat me the way you treat that person! "

Sensing that Kitashan Yuehui's resistance was very weak, the intruder turned her around, still clutching her throat with his hand. With the help of the moonlight shining in from the window, the intruder admired the beauty's delicate face, which was stiff from fear.

Yes, this was the face. He had been spying under the camphor tree for a whole two months — it was a perfect fit for his aesthetic standards, a combination of beauty and fame.

Although in the industry. This woman was also a relatively low-key type, but after more than ten years of acting career, she should have many fans! Countless people could only look at her, but they would soon moan and beg under his body — wasn't this the biggest source of motivation for him to become an ability user, to become a powerful person, and to be willing to work hard to cultivate?

"Now I am also such a person!"

The dim light of the emergency light in the corner of the wall reflected the intruder's face. This face had already assumed a pious and profound cultivation style, and he had been sitting under the "Zujia Guard Gate" intermittently for nearly a year. At this time, he was still wearing a loose robe, but he quickly tore it off impatiently.

"Mrs. Beishan, remember me! I am Okano Soichiro … Hey! "

The "fake monk" named Okano Soichiro was too excited. When he tore off his own clothes, he actually gave Beishan Yuehui a chance to struggle. This woman, who was dominated by fear, somehow managed to escape from his grasp. She staggered backward, but her hind leg tripped on the corner of the entrance, and her body fell backward, falling heavily on the tatami.

Okano Soichiro thought that Beishan Yuehui was going to scream, so he quickly rushed forward.

But the expected scream did not come. In front of him, Beishan Yuehui was like an exquisite doll, only opened her eyes wide in fear.

The lower hem of the kimono was stretched out by her naturally spread legs, and above her snow-white feet was the skin of her calves that was in no way inferior, or even smoother. This posture was slightly inelegant, but it was more suitable for the current situation, and it was an appropriate way to show off her beauty.

Okano Soichiro was a little surprised, and the flames in his heart rose for the second time, crackling.

He couldn't help but praise in his heart, "She really is worthy of being a senior mistress who has followed a powerful figure for many years. She knows how to use her capital to avoid greater harm!

This is even better! "

Okano Soichiro was really about to explode. He quickly threw the loose robe that was in the way to the side, revealing a strong body that was only wrapped in the lower half.

"Mrs. Beishan, you have done well! From tonight onwards, you will live a new life, and it will be more comfortable than before! I, Okano Soichiro, a senior cadre of the All Spirits Sect, a person who is close to the gods, a person who is close to the gods. The so-called 'powerful figures' of the underworld are not even worth mentioning compared to me! Come on, Mrs. Beishan, you can continue to do it, and show me what you are best at... "

Kitayama Yueki didn't completely listen to the intruder's request. Perhaps fear had completely seized her soul, she just sat on the tatami, half propped up with her elbows, and stared blankly at the fake monk under the faint light.

If there was any movement, it was probably the light pink lipstick on her lips, gently opening and closing as she murmured something.

At first, Okano Soichiro thought that she was begging for mercy, but the next second, he heard part of the words clearly. "It's the Life Curse, the Worldly Love Curse, and the Great Equality Curse! There is no difference between the Heavenly Awakening Myriad Spirits; like life and hate death, all living beings are the same... "

In fact, Kitayama Yueki's voice was very soft, and her lips were not visible. If it were any other words, it would be very difficult to distinguish. But Okano Soichiro was too familiar with this part.

He was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help but laugh. Wasn't this the prayer of the All Spirits Sect?

This set of prayer was obviously adapted from Buddhist scriptures, and the editor was quite insincere. However, within the scope of the spiritual light of the Sakavei Gate, it was indeed quite efficacious. If not for this, who would pay attention to ability users like them who had their eyes on the top of their heads?

He didn't expect Kitayama Yueki to be a devout believer! But in front of him, a high-ranking cadre of the All Spirits Sect, she was chanting the All Spirits Curse... This was pandering, it had to be pandering!

"Come, Mrs. Kitayama, I will teach you a more correct way of chanting. I will show you a miracle, and let you see a new world!"

Okano Soichiro thought that it might be interesting to put on a preaching act. But after saying so much, he was already parched by the flames in his body. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He took a step forward, reached out, and grabbed the front of Kitayama Yueki's dark blue kimono. He tore it, along with the inner lining, and even loosened the belt.

Kitayama Yueki's loosened collar didn't expose too much, but the clear and perfect collarbone was another part of the sexiness of a mature woman.

Okano Soichiro was so excited that he almost howled. He couldn't care less about finding a bed or anything else. His body pressed down, and he wanted to taste the cool fragrance of Kitayama Yueki's body again.

But at this moment, his chest suddenly trembled, and there was some resistance. It wasn't too big, but some kind of inexplicable and strange feeling started from there, all the way back, stirring in his chest, and then coming out from his back.

Numbness and slight pain, as well as the instinctive awakening of fear in the human body, surged into his mind. He widened his eyes and looked at the beautiful face that was right in front of him, who was still muttering an incantation with a unique stiffness. The second and third penetrative attacks came one after another.

Okano Soichiro finally turned his gaze to between his chest and abdomen, and then he saw three vines as thick as a thumb penetrating into his body from different parts of his chest and abdomen, and they came out from his back that he couldn't see.

Fear stimulated his spirit sense. Although he couldn't see, he could feel that the three vines were intertwining and twisting above his back, like spirit snakes swimming and coiling.

Where did these vines come from … Am I going to die?

Confusion and fear, as well as the fatal true damage, instantly took away all his strength.

His body went soft, and it was impossible for him to support his body anymore. Naturally, he fell to Kitayama Yueki below him. But the fourth, the fifth … Okano Soichiro couldn't count them at all. His remaining consciousness was no longer suitable for such complicated work.

Countless vines and tree roots shot out from Kitayama Yueki's messy kimono, from the originally neat tatami, and from the walls and ceiling. They were not limited to Okano Soichiro's chest, abdomen, and back, but also his hands, feet, head, and all other places that could be pierced and sucked flesh.

In the blink of an eye, Okano Soichiro was held in midair by the vines and tree roots. He wasn't dead yet, and the familiar incantation was still echoing in his ears.

Why is this happening?

Okano Soichiro was, of course, unwilling to die in such a cowardly way. He also tried to chant the incantation and mobilize his supernatural power to save himself, but everything melted under Kitayama Yueki's stiff tone.

His supernatural power was unmoving. The vines and tree roots that pierced through his body had absorbed all his vitality, turning him into a pool of muddy stagnant water.

And the source of the power that killed him …

Okano Soichiro made a muddy sound and tried to reach out his hand, wanting to touch the beautiful face that was close at hand.

However, his arm, which had been pierced by several vines and tree roots, had completely lost its momentum. His fingertips moved forward by less than a centimeter, not even a millimeter, before they were forever frozen in midair. And under the greedy suction of the vines and tree roots, they rapidly withered and lost all their flesh and water.

His body was the same, turning into a shriveled, curled corpse.

Such a horrifying scene happened in front of her, but Kitayama Yueki's beautiful face was still the same as before. She just stopped chanting the incantation, and her eyes were calm and empty as she looked forward.

In midair, Okano Soichiro's remains were gradually pulled by the vines and tree roots. Due to the rapid extraction of water and nutrients, the bones that supported his body also quickly lost their strength and shattered. It was impossible for them to resist the pulling force from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, he turned from a dried up corpse to an unrecognizable human shape. Then, he cracked and disintegrated. Most of the remains were taken away by the vines and tree roots and sent into the hidden garbage channel. However, some pieces of skin and flesh fell from between the vines and tree roots, sprinkling on the porch and tatami, and some on the edge of Kitayama Yueki's snow-white foot bag.

At this time, the advanced AI butler had finally overcome the virus invasion and rebooted and restored its functions. This bit of human tissue debris was naturally cleaned up by the multi-function housekeeping robot that automatically activated.

The silent vacuum cleaner sucked away the human tissue debris, including the bit on the foot bag. During this time, Kitayama Yueki did not move at all. It was not until the cleaning work was completed that she got up.

However, halfway through her movement, she suddenly could not continue her follow-up strength. Her body went limp, and she fell on her back on the tatami that was already riddled with holes.

She tried again, but even her shoulders could not leave the floor. Only her fingers and feet twitched slightly.

Even in this terrible state, her beautiful and delicate face still did not change. Her eyes met the ceiling, and they were also empty and unfocused. There was no fear or panic, and there was no aura that a human should have.

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