Comprehensive Comics: Lord Of All Demons, One Hundred Ghosts Walking In The Night

"Lord Bishamon.

"sister."

"Miss."

The names of the several artifacts are somewhat different, and they all call Bishamon according to their truest thoughts.

Bishamon looked at the artifacts in front of him and said softly: "Well, you guys, and Zhaoma, go back to Takamagahara first. I'll stay here for the time being, so you don't have to wait for me."

"What, Zhou Shamen Tianren!"

"Is it possible that you want this?"

The artifacts looked at a loss. The meaning of Bishamon's words was very clear, that's why they were so anxious. As the strongest Valkyrie, Bishamon-sama actually wanted to...

Bishamon waved his hand and said, "No need to say anything else, let's all go back, I've made up my mind.

"..."

The artifacts looked at each other, then finally showed a bitter smile and turned around silently to leave.

Bishamon got up from Nura Rikuo's bed. Seeing that Zhao Ma was still here, he said in a more serious tone: "Zhaoma, you too, get out of here.'

"Yes...yes, Lord Bishamon,"

Zhao Ma clenched her fists, but in the end she still didn't dare to refute Bishamon.

Nura Rikusheng looked at Bishamon and said unexpectedly: "It seems that you have become enlightened, Bishamon."

Bishamon turned around and closed his eyes and said: "I'm willing to admit defeat. If you want, you can start at any time. Don't worry, I haven't committed myself to anyone else."

A generation of Valkyrie, she is still pure and flawless.

Nura Rikuo looked at Bishamon's tall back and felt a little excited in his heart. After all, this was a real god.

"It's still early, so there's no rush."

It's not even eight o'clock in the evening now, and it would be awkward if someone came to see me in the middle of the night, so I'd better wait a few hours and have in-depth exchanges in the dead of night when people are quieter.

Nura Rikuo himself said before that he needs to cultivate emotional unity and communication with his woman.

But Bishamonten was different. If he wanted to cultivate a relationship with this thousand-year-old monster, his handsome appearance would not have much effect.

God knows how long it will take to melt her iron ambition that has existed for hundreds or thousands of years. Nura Rikuo doesn't have that long of patience. It may be easier to take the first step and then slowly develop feelings.

After all, there are no absolutes in things. It is best to learn to "differ from person to person", "teach students in accordance with their aptitude" and "adapt measures to local conditions". You will not survive long if you are stubborn.

Bishamon turned around and stared at Nura Rikusheng with his purple pupils, and Nura Rikusheng was not timid at all because he was a god.

After staring at each other for nearly a minute, Bishamon was defeated first. She exhaled and said, "Can I know what kind of flame you used to deal with me? [I found it extremely difficult to deal with it."

Since Bishamon wanted to know, Nura Rikusheng didn't hide anything. He said: "It doesn't hurt to tell you. Karma fire, the strongest fire in the world, can burn all things. As a god, haven't you already felt it? I am not merciful, you have been burned to ashes."

Bishamonten held his forehead and laughed at himself: "Indeed, I was defeated by a fire. It is really shameful. The strongest fire in the world, Karma Fire, is indeed worthy of the name of the strongest."

Seeing what Bishamon wanted to ask, Nura Rikuo interrupted: "Let's talk about abilities later. Tell me about you first. You are mine now, and it is necessary to understand your past.

What I want is not just to have fun, but also to truly understand you, accept you from the bottom of my heart, and give you my sincerity and care.

Bishamon, you have been bound to me and will be with me for the rest of my life, so I hope you can also show your sincerity, not just because of the oath, which is an emotionless prop, so that we can understand each other. Accepting each other is what makes a real family. "

After finishing speaking, Nura Rikusheng waited for Bishamon's reply.

Bishamon, on the other hand, could tell that what he said to Nura Rikuo was sincere.

After Bishamon was silent for five seconds, he showed a smile to Nura Rikuo for the first time, "The fact that you have this idea is enough to show that you are not the kind of scum who only likes to get women's bodies."

I am very happy. Since you have said so, I will also speak out. I have lived for nearly a thousand years and I have never thought that I would like others or even marry others.

Because I am a god who was born as a god of war. I believe that I cannot lose to anyone. But now I have lost to you, and I promised to become your woman. I will try hard to accept you. As you said, we will work together. If you live a long life, you should really pay for the other person, not just a prop when you want it. This way, you and I will be tired. Now, I will tell you my own experience. It may be very long, Mr. Lu , are you willing to listen?”

Nura Rikusheng stretched out his right hand and said: "You probably didn't have anyone you could really talk to before. Now I'll treat you as your listener."

Bishamon glanced at Nura Rikuo's hand, stretched out his hand that had killed countless filthy people, and placed it in Nura Rikuo's palm. An incredible mood emerged in his heart. This feeling seemed to be unprecedentedly peaceful. .

"Um.

Bishamon nodded and smiled. Nura Rikuo did not expect that Bishamon, who was strong at the beginning, would gradually open up to him. This made Nura Rikuo feel that this thousand-year-old monster was not what he thought. As ambitious as iron and unshakable, he also has a gentle side.

I blame myself for being too eloquent.

Immediately, Nura Rikuo pulled Bishamonten and sat down on his bed, "just listening to Bishamonten quietly talking about her own experience.

Two hours passed in a flash. Bishamon was very selfless in what he said. He was calm at first in front of Nura Rikuo, but then his behavior became more and more outrageous. Sometimes he was angry, sometimes he laughed, sometimes he was angry, and sometimes he was murderous. Tengteng, sometimes angry and itching her teeth, just like what she said before, it is smelly and long-lasting, but Nuliang Lusheng listened to it.

After coming back to his senses, Bishamon looked at Nura Rikusheng carefully and said with a hint of guilt: "I'm sorry, I accidentally said too much, are you okay?

Nura Rikusheng saw that Bishamonten had many expressions at this time and was no longer as serious as before. He stepped forward and wrapped his right hand around Bishamonten's head and gently leaned it against his chest.

Nura Rikusheng gently stroked Bishamon's head and said while stroking: "Bishamon, you have lived very tired and uncomfortable for so many years, but no matter how strong the Valkyrie is, she is still made of flesh and blood. Thank you for your hard work." ”

Bishamon listened to the powerful heartbeat in her ears, the warm chest, and the gentle words, and she felt a surge of sourness and grievance in her heart. For a moment, her eyes became moist without even realizing it. Don't know why.

But she knew that she was indeed living a very tired life, because she was a Valkyrie, and because there were so many artifacts in her family, she regarded her as a parent, but she had no affection in her eyes, only respect. She did not dare to tell the truth to her, and always gave her the most fake smile. It is shown that Bishamon feels lonely, but she cannot show any emotions. She is the backbone of the entire Sacred Gear family and can only bear it silently.

But now, she felt that she didn't need to pretend or bear it at this moment, she just wanted to vent once and let the suppressed inner world be released, so Bishamon's silent tears seemed to open a valve to let herself vent at will.

This was the second time she shed tears. The first time was when the Ma Zi clan's artifact was massacred. She only felt that she was a waste, nothing could be saved, a piece of shit Valkyrie.

And now is the second time. This is the release of the pressure that has been accumulated in her heart for too long. The reason why she shed tears this time is that she feels that she is not a god of war now, but just a woman.

Nura Rikuo held the so-called Valkyrie in his arms, patted her back gently, and sighed inwardly. The Valkyrie who seemed to be as strong as steel was actually fragile on the inside. Although she was a god, she was still a woman after all. Having endured too many unbearable things, Bishamon left Nura Rikusheng's arms, and she turned around to wipe away her tears with her hands.

It's really a bit embarrassing. She was comforted by a man who only lived a fraction of her life, and she shed tears in front of him. When did she become so useless? It's not like her at all.

Nura Rikuo looked at Bishamon who turned around and knew what she was thinking, so he patted her shoulder and said: "Don't be afraid of embarrassment, because you are my woman, Mrs. Bishamon

It's late at night and it's time to rest. "

"I'm taking advantage of you, you half-demon."

"I am very proud and very excited that I can possess the body and mind of a true goddess in the body of a half-demon."

"Hmph, who gave you my heart? Now I only have the body. As for the heart, it depends on your behavior in the future whether you will consider giving it to you or not. Now turn off the light for me. I lost to Karma Fire before. If I can't be your match this time, I The four characters for Bishamonten are written upside down!"

The lights in the room were turned off, and some of the little demons outside Nura Rikusheng's house had already wisely evacuated, so as not to make any noise that would disturb the beautiful scenery.

The next day, Nura Rikuo looked at the wild woman with her thighs on top of him with dark circles under his eyes and a slightly pale face. She was indeed a god, cough cough.

Nuliang Lusheng kicked the sleeping woman away and said: "Hey, Tianmen Shapi, the sun is up!"

Opening his eyes at the Bisha door, he glared at Nura Rikuo with a murderous look, "What did you call me?"

Nuliang Lusheng said in confusion: "Tianmen Shapi, who said yesterday...wuwuwu..."

Bishamonten hurriedly covered Nura Rikusheng's mouth and interrupted: "Okay, I'll admit defeat, you're good enough."

Nuliang Lusheng said humbly: "No, no, no, you are still great. I will find someone to give me something tonic later. God, he is indeed a God."

Bishamon gritted his teeth when he saw Nura Rikuo being so obedient after taking advantage of her. She didn't even say that her body was almost loose, so you're better off.

Immediately, she ignored Nura Rikusheng, got up from the bed and put on the clothes that had fallen on the floor.

Nura Rikusheng opened the quilt, accidentally saw the bright red flower, and said: "It turns out that the body structure of the goddess is the same as that of ordinary women."

After putting on his clothes, Bishamon turned around and hummed: "What if you think that gods are born from human wishes, so their appearance and body shape are naturally the same as humans."

…………Please give me flowers…………

Nura Rikusheng put on the blue feather fabric, opened the door and said: "I will take you to wash up first, and then meet my grandfather and mother."

"Your grandfather Nu Liang Hua Lao?"

Bishamon didn't want to see him. Although Nura Kabuto was a big monster, he was actually younger than her. He had fought with him a few times before, but now he met her as his granddaughter-in-law. Bishamon really didn't know how to deal with it. right.

Nura Rikusheng thought of something before going out and said: "By the way, you said last night that you felt a strong sense of guilt because of the murder of the Sacred Artifact Maji clan, so you kept the Sacred Artifact endlessly, so Shi Chang was stabbed. , plus there are so many artifacts, even if you are a god, you can't bear it. Taking medicinal baths every day can relieve it. Bishamon, now I ask you to cherish your body and don't keep unlimited artifacts, because now your body is more than just you. Even if you are hurt alone, I will feel bad for you, do you understand?"

Looking at Nura Rikusheng who cared about him, Bishamon felt warm in his heart, but said arrogantly: "Hey, I know my body myself, so I don't need you to worry about it."

Seeing Bishamon's expression, Nura Rikuo knew that she had listened. It seemed that conquering a thousand-year-old woman seemed... not as difficult as I thought. However, Nura Rikuo thought it would be difficult to conquer this god. Well, it turns out that after saying a few sincere words, there is a tendency to attack?

Nura Rikusheng asked: "By the way, are you called Bishamonten? Do you have any other nicknames? Bishamonten is your god's name. It sounds too formal."

Bishamon raised his eyes and thought for a moment, "Bishamon is my true name as a god. My gods call me Bishamon-sama, eldest lady or onee-sama."

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Nura Rikusheng took Bishamonten out of his small courtyard. The little demons passing by looked at Bishamon curiously. After all, the entire Nura clan had been spreading rumors since last night that the young master had brought back a real person. God, and also the strongest Valkyrie, many demons present saw it.

"Look, look, that's the Valkyrie. She's so brave. It feels like she can kill me in one move."

"Yes, but don't be afraid. The young master has completely surrendered her. She is already the young master's wife and one of our young ladies, so there is no need to worry about taking action against us, because the young master will teach her a lesson.

"The young master is so powerful. Not only can he bring back a miko, but he can also bring back a god. Who in the entire monster world can do that?"

Along the way, the monsters of this family all gathered together and started talking after seeing Bishamon.

Bishamonten could also hear the discussion of these monsters. She also knew about the monsters of the Nura group, and the Nura group managed the monsters very well.

Let’s not mention the outside ones for now, but the monsters in this family are never allowed to hurt or eat humans, and Bishamon is very satisfied with this.

She turned her head and glanced at the five monsters gathered together on the left. She just showed a kind smile and scared them all away.

"Am I scary?"

Bishamon's head is full of black lines. To be frightening, it's better to be frightened by these weird monsters.

Hearing this, Nura Rikusheng said with a smile: "Haha, the name of the strongest Valkyrie is not just mentioned casually, it makes people change their tempers, Bishamon, this also shows your prestige.

Shang Wu, who was sweeping the floor, had his head floating on his body. When he saw the two coming out, he quickly greeted them: "Young Master, there are also Samanas."

Some little monsters don't understand etiquette, but as Nura Rikuo's trusted monsters, they still know etiquette. Bishamonten is also the most powerful female god, and even the first-generation general has difficulty in dealing with it.

Bishamon nodded and said, "No need to be polite."

"Yes, Lord Bishamon."

Naturally, Shuwu will not take his words seriously, but he still needs to be polite.

The snow girl Bingli also came here at some point. She pouted with a depressed look on her face, but she also said politely: "Young Master, Lord Bishamon, get up."

She was obviously the one who came first. She had arrived long before Riku Nura was born. She had been taking care of Riku Nura after he was born. As a result, the young master looked for one after another, but she was the only one. Wobiancao didn't get any news.

Nura Rikusheng stepped forward and pinched Oikawa Bingrei's fleshy cheek, and said: "Hingrei, where is my grandfather?"

Oikawa Hingrei replied: "The general is exercising in the backyard and wielding a knife."

"Okay, I understand, Bishamon, let's go." Nura Rikuo looked at Yuki-onna with extremely soft eyes, and then touched the top of her head.

Staring at the leaving figures of Nura Rikuo and Bishamon, Oikawa Hingrei kicked a stone, and the stone flew into the field like a ball.

Nura Rikusheng and Bishamonten came to the backyard where Nura Huatai was. They saw him half-dressed in a brown kimono, with a large tattoo on his back. On the back of his long head, he was holding a wooden sword and waving it powerfully. . .