【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

Takagi was not afraid even when he was kicked to the ground and had a knife against him. Instead, he laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, I'm too late. Tomie is mine. He's dead. I killed him with my own hands!"

"Haha, no matter who you are, you're too late. He's not breathing at all. I've crushed his heart. He can't survive!"

"I'm very happy! Hahahaha - uh-huh."

As he was smiling, Gao Mu felt the silver blade on his neck pushed forward a little, and he felt pain instantly.

Enduring the severe pain, Takagi tilted his head and looked up, but he could only see the hanging white hem of the clothes and nothing else.

But dressed like that, I guess he could only be a stranger intruder.

He laughed wildly again, not afraid of the blade on his neck at all, as if he had lost his respect for life, and as if he had something to rely on.

“No matter who you are, once you enter here, you will become a toy like Tomie, hahahahaha…”

He roared with contempt, his voice full of madness and distortion, echoing in the air over and over again, it was really noisy.

However, the next second, his laughter stopped abruptly and no sound was made anymore.

In a daze, he looked down in confusion and saw that his neck was pierced. He could only subconsciously reach out and try hard to cover the wound that was constantly spurting blood.

It turned out that the blade, which had only moved forward a few inches just now, had moved forward again at some point, and pierced his neck neatly with astonishing speed and force.

The scarlet blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the surrounding ground red.

Gao Mu finally realized that he was about to die, and his face turned pale.

He stared with wide eyes, looking at what was happening in front of him in disbelief, his lips trembling.

He tried to make a sound, but could only come out a few weak "ho ho" sounds.

In order to figure out what was happening, he raised his head with difficulty and looked along the blade, but he couldn't see it clearly, always almost.

He was unwilling and stretched his neck like an old turtle.

As he struggled hard, he really saw it. An exceptionally beautiful face and the face of another man finally appeared in his poor vision.

He didn't care about the stranger; what he cared about was that beautiful face, and that's why he looked extremely frightened.

"To-Tomie?!"

Hearing someone calling him, Jiangchuan's gaze, which was watching Bakusaiga, slowly moved downwards and lightly landed on Takagi.

After seeing the clear fear on Takagi's face, he showed a mocking expression and his tone became gentler.

"Teacher Takagi, you called me?"

While speaking, he tilted his head in a puzzled manner.

It is obviously a very cute action, especially when Jiang Chuan does it, it will look even cuter. But with blood all over his face, it no longer expresses cuteness, but instead it is horror - the horror of the resurrection of the dead.

He still had that peerless face, but when he curled his lips in a sneer, his temperament changed instantly.

For a moment, he was no longer a holy god, but an evil ghost tempting people to hell.

Facing this face, Takagi's pupils suddenly shrank, almost turning into a small black dot.

Because he was so surprised, he even forgot to breathe, and his body was as stiff as a sculpture.

In the end, Gao Mu couldn't even say a word because there was too much blood gushing out of his throat and he couldn't even cover it. As a result, he choked on his own blood and died of suffocation.

At the moment of his death, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Only the silent lip movements seemed to express his unwillingness.

【How did you survive? 】

After that, Takagi fell in a pool of blood and died.

Jiang Chuan Shang saw all the lip movements, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger.

"How come I'm alive? I'm not dead, right, Seshomaru?"

As if asking for advice, Jiang Chuan Shang turned around and looked behind him, naturally withdrew his hand holding the blade, and met the pair of indifferent golden eyes.

Just now, Egawakami staggered to his feet, appeared next to Seshomaru without anyone noticing, and grasped the sharp blade with his bare hands.

There were inquiring gazes coming from behind, but Jiang Chuan Shang did not turn back. Instead, he reached out and stabbed Takagi's neck with the knife.

It was Egawakami who stabbed with the knife, and it was naturally Egawakami who killed Takagi, but the person holding the knife was Seshomaru.

After doing all this, Jiang Chuan Shang looked back and blinked slightly.

The next moment, he fell forward due to exhaustion and fell straight towards Seshomaru.

As expected, Seshomaru did not reject Egawakami, but hugged him tightly, allowing him to fall limp in his arms.

At the same time, Bakusaiga, which had been tightly held by Seshomaru by the hilt, fell to the ground with a clang.

"Tomie?!"

Seshomaru, who had remained silent the whole time, shouted this, and his usually cold voice seemed to have emotion at this moment.

At this moment, the pair of indifferent eyes also revealed a complex expression, including worry, anxiety, bewilderment, doubt, fear... so many that it was impossible to tell what it was, and it was impossible to explain it clearly.

Jiang Chuan Shang didn't care what he was thinking. After falling limply into Seshomaru's arms, he vomited blood again, directly dyeing the white clothes on Seshomaru's chest red.

This time it was black blood mixed with internal organ fragments. After vomiting it out, Jiang Chuan Shang felt much better.

But Seshomaru didn't know.

He looked at the fragile person in his arms, his heart immediately lifted up, and without caring about the blood on his chest, he raised his hand to transmit spiritual power to Jiang Chuan Shang.

Sensing the demonic power coming, Jiang Chuan Shang tried hard to open his eyes and looked at the handsome face of Seshomaru in front of him. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a weak smile.

"Don't waste your energy... I'm fine... I just need to slow down... cough cough..."

Seshomaru frowned slightly at his sickly appearance, his tone somewhat displeased.

"What do you mean by wasting your efforts...you..."

"What am I..."

Jiang Chuanshang drooped his eyelashes and said weakly, as if he was going to fall asleep the next moment and never wake up again.

Seshomaru became even more worried, and after hearing this, he had some doubts in his heart, but he still insisted on transferring his demonic power to him.

But when his spiritual power circulated in Jiang Chuanshang's body, a hint of surprise immediately appeared in his eyes.

"Where's your spiritual power? Why is there nothing?"

Also, when he entered the room, he clearly felt that Jiang Chuan Shang had no breath, but in the next moment, he breathed again and came back to life.

What on earth is going on? Is it some special magic?

Seshomaru stared deeply at Egawakami, whose face was as pale as paper, in his arms, trying to find the answer from his face.

Jiang Chuan Shang didn't want him to focus all his attention on this unsolvable problem, so he reached out and pulled the collar of his shirt on his chest, breathing tremblingly in front of him.

He seemed to have something to say.

Seshomaru raised his eyes and looked at him, his golden and indifferent eyes flashed at this moment, and the coldness around him no longer existed.

Then he heard Jiang Chuan Shang's broken accusatory words:

"It hurts..."

"I hurt so much..."

"Sesshomaru...I'm in so much pain..."

"Ahem...why didn't you show up earlier..."

"I'm in so much pain...my heart is broken..."

He spoke softly, with a hint of grievance in his nasal tone, and seemed particularly fragile, as if he was about to die in the next second.

But his expression showed a smile, a wanton smile with his lips curled up.

That smile with blood on the corners of the lips was like arsenic wrapped in the center of honey, or like a blooming poppy with a hook that made people unable to take their eyes away, and made people unable to feel the coldness permeating behind it.

Such a cold and bloody person, he smiled and began to shed silent tears.

One by one, tears rolled down from those inky eyes, soaking the red teardrop mole and making it even more vivid and tempting.

The warm tears that rolled down wet Seshomaru's clothes one by one, and some of them even dripped onto the back of Seshomaru's hand.

It was clearly warm, even with a hint of coolness, but at this moment it suddenly became burning hot for no reason.

Seshomaru's fingertips curled up due to the burn, and his heartstrings were stretched tight at this moment because of the blood-curdling accusations and the tears.

Looking down at Jiang Chuan Shang who was crying silently, his heart tightened and began to ache.

"Don't cry, Tomie, I'm here..."

He begged, fingers frantically wiping away his tears.

But why can’t these tears be wiped away?