hold on, i can

Si seeped from the side of the fan, "I don't like disobedient children."

It is crushing without resistance.

Tanjirou Kamado took a deep breath, and stood up suddenly despite the burning pain in his neck.

With a bang, using his head as a mallet, he hit Tong Mo's forehead, taking advantage of the moment Tong Mo retracted his hand reflexively, he quickly got away.

"What a bad boy."

A small lump appeared on the forehead.

This kid's head is so hard?

Disobedient bad boys need a little punishment.

"Then let me play for a while." Tong Mo opened the opposite fan.

"what are you doing!"

A loud roar came from not far away, it was Inosuke who went to the forest to find fruit, and returned.

Kamado Tanjiro didn't even bother to think about why Inosuke came back after receiving the notification from the crow, he shouted, "Run, Inosuke!"

Tong Mo retracted the facing fan and showed a bright smile, "Inosuke, I'm here to pick you up~"

Inosuke frowned, "Does Yayoi know about your coming here?"

Tong Mo clapped his hands happily, "Of course... I don't know."

Oh.

Then you are dead.

The author has something to say: Yayoi: Hello?

As we all know, the top of the family food chain is usually the mother

I grew up today!Praise me!Thirty small red envelopes are also distributed today~

☆, the seventh day of commercial exchange

Tong Mo couldn't understand.

Why is Inosuke unwilling to go back with him?

After all, they are the 'family' who have been together for more than ten years.

Is the companion who has only known each other for a few months more important than the family?

A little bit dissatisfied.

He issued a warning: "Inosuke, no."

This house-playing game can't end yet.

But the child who was pampered and spoiled didn't worry about someone's warning. He put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly, "Anyway, I won't go back!"

Master Shanzhu wants to develop more believers!

"But you already have it."

Inosuke is the Miko-sama of the Bliss Cult.

He is the representative of God who is respected and worshiped by more than [-] believers. "Isn't that enough?"

Tong Mo couldn't understand.

Everything he owns will be given to his 'children' without reservation.

Why not satisfied?

In non-essential times, Tong Mo doesn't like stick education.

After all, unlike Yayoi Ko, Inosuke is a fragile leaf.

Beautiful and fragile.

Just like his mother.

If you don't pay attention, it will shatter with a click.

What exactly is going on?

Tanjiro was stunned!

He hid in the shadows, and carefully helped Shan Yi, who had actually passed out after being hit hard on the head, behind the boulder.

Questions arose about the scene in front of him.

they know each other?

No no, wait a minute, what the hell is going on here?

It seems that Inosuke said that the Oni who raised him had to choose to be attached to the powerful Oni because of his weak strength.

Inosuke's adoptive mother is attached to the first string?

So what's going on now?

Kamado Tanjiro covered his head in pain, feeling that he was about to explode.

No way, he felt that green smoke was rising from his head, and his mind would be overloaded if he thought about it any longer!

Anyway, Inosuke did a great job!

Just stall for time.

Such a sinful guy will never let him kill innocent people again!

Since his strength is not enough, then delay time and wait for Zhu to come to help!

Inosuke didn't think much of it at all.

He just couldn't understand it from the bottom of his heart.

Who gave Tong Mo the courage to challenge authority?

He has a spell on him.

Although she said she didn't care, it was impossible for Yayoi Kakaiin not to prepare some life-saving measures for the cub she had worked so hard to raise.

As long as he crushed the charm in the sachet, Yayoi could sense his danger.

Then with the help of Naruto, she can come to rescue in an instant.

In view of the love they have lived together for many years, Inosuke issued an ultimatum, "My Lord will give you one last chance!"

Our side is committed not to be the first to use weapons of mass destruction.

But do not rule out the possibility of use!

Tong Mo covered his face with a fan, revealing half of his face, full of resentment and weeping, the whole face was written with my son's rebellion and broken my heart.

The content caused people's rational discomfort, so I reported it.

Tong Mo sighed, restrained his expression, and rarely became serious, his prey was reflected in his cold and inorganic seven-color pupils, "Good boy, don't let me down."

Otherwise, he is not sure whether he will take tough measures.

Inosuke: "Why?"

Why do you have to let him go back?

Tong Mo sighed, stretched out his hand and caressed the cheek of the boy who didn't know the pain, "Because Yayoi is going to die."

Inosuke: "What does that mean?"

Tong Mo clapped his hands, "Did Xiao Yayoi tell you about his plan?"

He knew it all along.

The seemingly harmless, docile and harmless child like a sheep had a flame burning in his eyes.

Probably only His Excellency Hei Si Mou and Master Wu Mi would think that the little Yayoi with such eyes would be a domesticated, docile and harmless kitten.

In that case, it will overturn.

At least for now, Tong Mo doesn't want Huakaiin Yayoi to die before finding an interesting substitute.

If you want to replace that lord, you will have to pay an extremely expensive price.

Inosuke tilted his head, looked at Tong Mo's eyes repeatedly looking at a mentally handicapped person, "Huh?"

Please say thank you.

Tong Mo sighed, sighing deeply for his son's literary accomplishment, he really didn't figure it out.

It stands to reason that both he and Koyayoi can be regarded as cultural people.

Why don't the raised cubs like to use their brains?

It's totally a brutalist thinking.

Tong Mo clapped his hands lightly, "Okay, the explanation is almost done, now it's time to go home~"

Inosuke: "Absolutely not!"

Tong Mo sighed: "Really, that's such a pity."

Without giving Inosuke any time to react, Tong Mo dodged behind Inosuke at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, slashed down with a knife, and caught the cub that fell into a brief coma under Inosuke's stunned gaze.

Recycling is complete, now you can set off to go back~

Then a butterfly landed on his shoulder.

Slender and elegant butterflies flutter down.

"Breath of Insects, Dance of Bee Teeth, True Drag."

A thin knife powerful enough to pierce the Oni's hard skull fell from the sky.

Butterfly Ninja, who came to help immediately after receiving a message from the crow, joins the battle!

"I found you."

A gentle and delicate voice rang in his ears, Tong Mo turned his head slightly in surprise, and then saw a butterfly fluttering its wings.

For this rare beauty, Tong Mo even forgot to hide.

So the thin knife pierced his palm.

What followed was confusion.

The Zhu who came to help, the strength of the knife was not even comparable to the little ghost with the scarlet marks.

It was so much fun.

So he let go of Inosuke, and kindly reminded: "This way, you can't kill ghosts."

Of course Butterfly Ninja knew his own disadvantages.

Because of her size, she was born unable to use as much strength as the rock pillar. Even the sun wheel sword had to be lighter and thinner than that of ordinary players.

She raised a smile, "I don't need to bother you."

[Breath of Insects, Dance of Dragonflies, Hexagonal Compound Eyes! 】

The second wave of attacks followed, "If you look around again, you will die."

Tong Mo stepped back, unfolding the golden iron fan——

[Blood Ghost Art Lotus Leaf Ice]!

The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the ice crystals merged into blossoming lotus flowers, forming an ice wall to resist the attack.

Tong Mo stepped back quickly, tilting his head, "Did we meet somewhere?"

He seems to have a little impression of this face.

The dancing butterflies.

As if there had been such a child.

Butterfly Ninja:!

The volcano that had been suppressed in her eyes for a long time finally erupted!

The ghost who ruined her sister's healthy body and cruelly picked off her tendons couldn't even remember her name and appearance.

How disgusting.

Butterfly endured the almost innocent smile on that guy's face, even physical nausea.

It was the innocent smile of a child who had just come into this world and didn't know black and white, good and evil, right and wrong.

At this moment, it suddenly appeared on the face of the ghost who had killed countless people.

The acid in the stomach began to churn and rush, and then turned into raging fuel.

How dare you hurt her family!

Absolutely will not forgive!

Ah, those angry eyes.

He remembered.

At the fireworks festival several years ago, I met the butterfly by chance.

The big butterfly that was let go because Inosuke marked it first.

"Ah, I remembered." Tong Mo clapped his hands sincerely delighted by the memory he recalled, "Who is that child named Kanae? Is it your sister?"

He didn't get an answer, but instead received even more rapid stabs.

Tong Mo focused on two things, while flashing back and stabbing repeatedly, he waved the golden folding fan with the other hand, and with a light wave, snow-white ice crystals opened on the wound of Tanjiro who was attacking from behind.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The internal organs seemed to be slightly damaged due to the previous impact.

Just breathing is painful.

and many more……

Tanjiro thought of something in an instant, "Miss Butterfly Ninja, please be careful, that guy's blood ghost technique seems to be poisonous!"

But it is already late.

In order to be able to swing enough rapier faster and inject more toxins into the body of the upper string, Butterfly Ninja further squeezed the oxygen in the lungs.

Insect's breath is fully open!

The toxin mixed in the ice crystals had already spread silently.

Different from ordinary toxins, the toxins contained in the child grinding vampire technique will destroy the alveoli.

Most importantly, "is wondering why I'm not down yet?"

Tong Mo felt strange from the very beginning.

A petite little guy like Shinobi doesn't even have the strength to cut off the head of an oni, how on earth does he kill an oni?

He calmly pointed out, "It must be poison."

The toxin extracted from wisteria flowers can kill ghosts if it is concentrated in a certain dose.

The rattling sound he heard during the battle was also concocting toxin?

"The secret is in the special scabbard, right?"

There was a long, wordless silence.

Tong Mo cheered, "Looks like I got the answer right~"

"But it doesn't work at all~"

After all, he is an uneasy cub, so he gets in touch with wisteria flowers~

The body also has a certain basic resistance.

"It's such a pity."

If it wasn't for the lack of time, he would definitely invite Xiao Ren to lead to the world of bliss with him.

But if you don't go back, you will be discovered.

"So, I can only ask Xiao Ren to die here first."

【Blood Ghost Art · Xuan Dong · Icicle】

Sharp icicles appeared above Kamado Tanjiro, "Now let's do a multiple-choice question~"

At some point, layers of ice fog rose up, blocking people's sight.

"There is a super-high concentration of toxins in this ice fog, which can destroy more than 80% of the alveoli in just three seconds."

And the distance from Butterfly Ninja to Tanjiro takes at least 30 seconds.

"Xiao Ninja will..."

Without thinking too much, Butterfly rushed out!

Followed by a mournful cry, "Miss Shinobi!"

Tong Mo smiled and cheered, "It's so touching~"

He was in tears.

Just in case, let the two children play with them.

Crystallized Royal Son, inherited a huge part of Tong Mo's attack power, which is equivalent to the existence of a shadow part/body.

Tong Mo picked up Inosuke, now he can go back...

"What are you doing?" Kakaiin Yayoi, wearing a white fox mask with a red border, came out of the door with a breathless air, and said calmly, "Master Tong Mo, please tell me what you are doing ?”

Tong Mo turned around and shrugged, "As a guardian, of course I have the right to take my child home."

"Master Wu Mi is very angry."

"Is Master Wuyou angry, or is Xiaoyayoi angry?"

Gee.

Huakaiyuan Yayoi clicked his tongue, he really didn't get along with Tong Mo.

Kakaiin Yayoi: "Please put down Inosuke."

Tong Mo tilted his head: "What if I say no?"

The author has something to say:

Yayoi: I advise you to see that I am still smiling, and it is best to let it go.

Sorry, it's a bit of a jam

☆, the eighth day of commercial exchange

Kakaiin Yayoi sighed, pulled out the wooden knife, and made a posture of confrontation, but followed the ancient etiquette abnormally, as if they were just standing in the dojo to learn from each other, "Please give me more advice."

Tong Mo: "Such a knife can't kill me."

Of course, Yayoi Kakaiin knew this simple fact. After all, if Tangtang Shangxian died so easily, then the headache would be the boss, so he said sincerely: "If you die, it will be very troublesome."

Trouble in every sense.

The most important thing is that Kakaiin Yayoi is not proficient in swordsmanship.

Well, this is the most important point,

So now is not the time for Tong Mo to die.

Tong Mo is a very intelligent guy, so he knows this simple truth as a matter of course.

It's just that he has always been a person with extreme wickedness.

He is unsurpassed in his ability to make people feel sick.

There was light in the seven-color colored glaze, and Tong Mo cheered and clapped his hands, "Is Xiao Yayoi caring about me? I'm so happy~"

That's it.

Just keep looking at him all the time.

The leader will listen to the troubles of the believers, as long as you give him your body and mind.

Why bother thinking about things that are vainly annoying.

As long as you keep looking at him, he will bring happiness to the believers.

Why do you show such sad eyes?

Isn't it a happy thing to live hard?

Why do you want to die?

In that world, wouldn't there be nothing?

Tong Mo couldn't understand.

Although he didn't have much fear of death.

But desperately wanting to live, even if it is so difficult, still struggling, isn't this human instinct?

Kakaiin Yayoi laughed softly, like a persuasive teacher, standing in class to answer questions for his students.

"Because we can't be called human beings at all."

Tong Mo: "I see."

During the conversation, the wooden knife swung down.

With the momentum of thunder, like a King Kong with angry eyes, he spread his superhuman powers and six arms, and sent divine punishment to the most evil existence in the world!

That's the god's punishment for the bluffing false gods!

Tong Mo quickly turned around to avoid it, and swung a huge ice crystal with his backhand to block it.

Six hits were blocked in an instant.

He covered his face with the fan, "It's too much, Yayoi, to call her a false god or something."

Wasn't it the ignorant and ignorant people of the world who put him on the throne from the very beginning?

There were no extra words, the next moment, the wooden knife struck from behind, hitting the beating heart directly.

That was the seventh sword that was not noticed.

The ghost who couldn't dodge could only stretch out his right hand as much as possible to block. Under this attack, his arm, which was like steel and iron, was chopped off like mud.

Under the cold white moonlight, scarlet blood-colored lotuses bloomed, and layers of frost covered the ground.

Yayoi Kakaiin waved the knife, and swiped away the blood beads mixed with cold ice crystals on the wooden knife, calm and indifferent, without sadness or joy.

It's like a predator walking under the moonlight showing a faint light.

Stay calm, hold your own, and hit the ground running.

And Tong Mo is the locked prey.

The relationship between predator and prey is transformed in an instant.

But what followed was an overwhelming cough from the predator.

As if to cough up her internal organs, Yayoi Hanakain arched her body like a boiled shrimp.

The oxygen in the lungs was squeezed to the extreme, and even a slight breath was like being cut by a knife.

Bright red flowers are dotted around the feet.

How ironic.

Kakaiin Yayoi looked even more seriously ill than Tong Mo whose arm had just been cut off.

Tong Mo stretched out his hand, caught a drop of blood, lay flat on the ground, looked up at Mr. Predator, "What's going on here?"

His Mr. Predator doesn't seem to be doing well.

Could it be the previous trick, which put too much burden on the body?

But if this is the case, why do you have to use a sword technique that is completely out of Koyayoi's style?

Opening and closing like a flame, the swordsmanship that wants to burn everything up is full of a strong sense of disobedience.

It's completely incomprehensible.

Such a lot of trouble.

Tong Mo's question is destined to be unanswered, because Yayoi Kakaiin's next attack has already arrived.

The advantage of being a ghost is probably the monster's self-healing ability.

The wounds in the lungs healed quickly until they were back to their best condition, then swung the knife, and collapsed again!

so cycle.

Bits of blood flowed down the mask.

The wide-ranging attack ushered in again.

So Tong Mo's left arm was cut off again, and in an instant, it regenerated at a super speed.

At the same time, Kakaiin Yayoi was hit hard by the ice pick on the back.

The black toxin was injected into the body, wantonly destroying the lung cells.

"It's useless, Master Tong Mo." Tong Mo's blood ghost technique is to seal the evolution of the breathing method and directly destroy the alveoli of the human body.

But the moment the toxin enters the lungs and destroys the alveoli, Yayoi Kakaiin has already started self-healing and regeneration.

Everything is back to the original point.

Not to be outdone, Tong Mo waved his fully grown left arm, "This sentence should also be given to Xiao Yayoi~"

Kakaiin Yayoi: "Tsk."

Tanjiro, who was carrying the seriously injured and comatose Butterfly Shinobu on his back with great difficulty, came out of the ice fog. Before he had time to catch his breath, he witnessed a fight between monsters.

Sword and Iron Fan.

Blood and super regeneration.

The second of the strings, who almost hanged him, was forced to such a degree?

This battle is a battle that humans can never intervene.

At that moment, Kamado Tanjirou had already come to this conclusion.

Are two ghosts fighting?

But why?

Infighting?

Too many questions filled Tanjiro's head.

He couldn't come to a conclusion.

He could only carefully hide his figure.

Anyway, at least now they are saved.

It was Inosuke who woke up one step ahead of Kamado Tanjirou.

He stood on the boulder with eyes full of impatience, and had to admit that the current self could not intervene in such a battle.

This knowledge alone makes people extremely uncomfortable.

But Inosuke's eyes were burning with fierce fighting spirit.

Someday.

One day, he will reach that height!

But, "Ah!!!! I'm still really upset!"

With a bang, the stone was kicked aside, and the stone rolled down the cliff with a loud noise.

Tanjiro almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"Shhh, what are you doing Inosuke?" Tanjiro reminded in a low voice but quickly, sweating profusely.

At this time, they should quietly reduce their sense of existence.

After all, running away is not a shameful thing.

If it is to protect your companions, a tactical retreat is more praiseworthy than a reckless act in spite of your companions' comfort.

Inosuke jumped off the rock, "Are you finally awake?"

Lord Shanzhu put his hands on his hips, "This game is won by me!"

The complacent look is even unbearable to criticize.

After all, Inosuke is just a baby.

It's really not in the state at all.

He even took out the preserved jerky with great interest, and gave Tanjiro a small portion to supplement his food.

Tanjiro: "..."

Is now the time for jerky?

But since he was a child, he was taught by his mother not to waste food. Tanjiro still subconsciously took the jerky, and belatedly said, "Thank you?"

It can be said that he was completely led astray, eldest man!

Like a hamster, its mouth was covered with jerky, Hananjiro asked with a smile, "What's going on?"

Inosuke thought for a while, and decided to explain in an easy-to-understand way, "Domestic violence scene?"

Tanjiro greeted with a face full of greetings, "Huh?"

To be honest, this explanation is better than not saying it.

Pity the poor children in the mountain village who have difficulty in going to school, Tanjiro didn't understand.

He can understand each of these words separately, but why can't he understand them when they are put together?

Inosuke picked up the key points and made up lessons for poor students, "The one with the fox mask is the ghost who raised me."

Tanjiro: "...Oh, so it's this... Wait?"

That guy who can fight on par with Moon of the First Quarter, and even with ease, is the weak guy that Inosuke said was slender and weak and needs protection?

Kamado Tanjiro tried to keep smiling, absolutely there was a slight gap between the weak and weak he understood and the weak and weak in Inosuke's mouth.

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Tanjiro felt that the problem was a bit big.

Inosuke couldn't understand why his companion was so restless, "But Yayoi is really weak."

A weak being who vomits blood just by swinging a knife.

Tanjiro: "..."

He also wants to be so weak.

In the short time that Tanjiro collapsed, the fighting intensified, and the wooden sword snapped after a violent attack.

Tanjiro couldn't help but let out a sigh, and then he saw the ghost in the fox mask throwing the broken knife.

With just one leg blowing by the wind, the bowl-thick tree snapped in half.

It was such an attack, which was actually blocked by the winding moon with his bare hands.

Kamado Tanjiro swallowed, did the pillars fight monsters like this in places he didn't know?

What a despairing thing this is.

However, the distracting thoughts in Tanjirou's mind have gradually been eliminated.

The ghost wearing the fox mask walks and breathes, giving people an unusual sense of familiarity.

The ghost waving a wooden knife under the moonlight seemed to be praying a holy prayer, which was——

Vulcan Kagura!

Every time the children of the Charcoal Selling Lang's family approached the winter and spring breaks, because they worked with fire all year round, they had to pray to Lord Vulcan for safety.

Dance from the moon in the sky until the sun rises.

It was a ceremony that my father never stopped even when he was seriously ill.

Tanjiro never knew that such a dance of prayer could exert such great power with only a wooden knife.

No, to be more precise, it seems that the Vulcan Kagura, which has been passed down from generation to generation in the family, was originally derived from an unknown sword technique.

If this is the case, who can possess such ability?

What is the connection between the ghost wearing the fox mask and their family?

The mystery is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, the fight that was supposed to be endless was marked with a stop sign in shock.

Because a new ghost has joined in.

A classic and dignified warrior walks out of the woods with a long sword on his waist.

What a beautiful and terrifying ghost that is.

Like the untouchable moon, hanging high in the night sky.

The six-eyed ghost pulled out his long knife, and with a speed that the naked eye could not catch, he chopped off the head of that strange guy who claimed to save all living beings from the sea of ​​suffering with just one blow.

"...Master Wu Mi..."

"Go back...go... order..."

Arbitrate word by word.

Before the upcoming war kicks off, both Yayoi Hanakain and Tongma are valuable one-time wartime resources.

Whether it is him or anyone else, it is the private property of Mr. Wu Mi, and it is an object that has no right to decide his own life and death.

As for the little guy who saw it all...

Hei Si Mou has always believed in the fact that only the dead can't speak.

Hei Si Mou suppressed the riot of the subordinates with absolute force, and then began to deal with a series of follow-ups.

Only the dead can't speak.

As for Inosuke?

New companions will always appear.

Time is the best way to heal wounds.

Rare things are precious, and only orphans have the value of collection.

This is the unspoken rule of collection that every antique collector is unfamiliar with.

Inosuke is enough for those who can escape from Kamizuru's hands.

Zuihei Inosuke opened his spikes nervously, he picked up the Japanese sword and made a defensive posture: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Black Death Mou ignored Inosuke's idea. In essence, the moon hanging high in the night sky was an extremely arrogant existence.

Even if he tried his best to hide the disguise.

After all, weakness is the original sin.

"Sorry..." He said the words of apology, but the knife in his hand was already raised high.

It's too late.

It is precisely because of the extremely clear knowledge of the ability of the six-eyed evil spirit that Inosuke feels desperate at this moment.

He couldn't believe that it was just a simple encounter, but it turned out to be like this.

Just like when a child falls while learning to walk, his first reaction is to ask his parents and elders for help.

Inosuke was still just a child after all.

He turned his head subconsciously, wanting to seek help from Yayoi Kakaiin.

Tanjiro Kamado felt an unprecedented crisis.

Even breathing became difficult because of fear.

But he can't go back.

Behind him is an important companion.

Now Tanjiro only hopes that Nezuko will never come out no matter what noise she hears!

In order to save him, Miss Butterfly Ninja was seriously injured, and she has not woken up yet.

He has to protect everyone.

As the eldest son...

Trying his best, Kamado Tanjiro endured the yelling of his internal organs, stood up Zhan Zhan Weiwei, raised the black Japanese sword, and faced the new enemy.

But the knife that the six-eyed ghost raised high did not come down for a long time.

As if petrified.

Black Death Mou couldn't believe it.

"...Yuanyi?"

At this moment, the figure of the wobbly young man overlapped with the demon in Hei Si Mou's heart.

The author has something to say:

Before seeing the sunflowers, one brother: I'm sorry, young man, weakness is the original sin

Brother Yi after seeing it: Yuanyi, I...

Look at the difference in treatment between Momotou and long-haired cats,

The case is closed, Black Death Mou: double standard, we are ancestral

☆, the ninth day of commercial exchange

Tong Mo couldn't understand.

Ghosts have thousands of faces, how can they kill each other?

Everyone is working for the boss, why is everyone targeting him?

As a good colleague of the people, Tong Mo felt that it was necessary for him to remind, "That black dead Mr. Mou..."

Didn't you agree to keep one of them?

Why did you press the pause button?

Is this playing a time-pause game?

Tong Mo felt that this was inappropriate.

very inappropriate.

I hope the organization can take care of the widows and old ghosts, thank you.

Hei Si Mou has completely lost his ability to lose control.

He stretched out his hand, holding up the pair of sun-disc flower cards almost reverently.

There are traces of the passage of time on the pair of sun disc flower cards.

Tanjiro closed his eyes nervously.

But the smell in the air is not deceiving.

How is this going.

Why is there such a sad smell?

Who is the reason for the thick sadness that even the wind can't blow away?

Tong Mo still does not give up. As a good colleague, he has the responsibility and obligation to remind his good friend, His Excellency Hei Si Mou, not to make mistakes, "Your Excellency Hei Si Mou?"

Hei Si Mou came back to his senses and withdrew his hand, "...shut up Tong Mo."

"gone back."

Tong Mo: "But?"

Are these brats really ignoring them?

He really likes Miss Butterfly~

The moment the wings are broken must be very beautiful~

I can't wait to see that beautiful moment.

Heishimu pulled out his long knife, brushed against Tong Mo's finger, "I said... I went back..."

Hei Si Mou was so calm and stubborn, and the emotions in his heart were so strong that Shang Yi, who had turned into a ghost, felt unbearably depressed, but he couldn't find a way to vent it.

He was the first to get up and leave.

Immediately following was Yayoi Hanakaiin.

Tong Mo, who was left in place, was torn between delicious food and his companions.

In the end, he was still cruel, and gave Inosuke a wink, blew a kiss in a fashionable and international frivolity, waved and left.

They walked into the woods, and the teleportation gate that had already been opened was hidden deep in the woods.

Hei Si Mou hurriedly walked in the front.

His mind is in turmoil right now.

It's like all kinds of trees and living utensils on the small island where the typhoon blows.

He has already let go of himself.

But obviously, Hei Si Mou underestimated the influence of the Son of God named Ji Guo Yuan Yi on him.

This cognition alone has already made Hei Si Mou feel uncomfortable.

400 years of time.He still never escaped from the shadow named Ji Guo Yuan Yi.

How ridiculous.

The self who once worked hard and wanted to pass on the breath of the moon, even his name was erased.

And his younger brother, God's darling, never cared about his extraordinary swordsmanship, but after 400 years, there are still successors appearing.

Entangled with emotions such as jealousy, resentment, and unspeakable longing, Hei Si Mou's perennially cold body temperature rose, his face became hot, and his eye sockets were sore. The adults are about to cry.

Hei Si Mou closed his eyes in despair and annoyance, as if deceiving his ears, feeling deeply ashamed for such an incompetent and ugly self.

Yayoi Kakaiin sighed, and after communicating with Narujo through consciousness for a while, a certain scum who had been trying to make noise behind her finally disappeared.

Tong Mo:?

Why did Xiao Yayoi and His Excellency Hei Si Mou disappear while walking?

he's lost?

After solving the first problem, start solving the second.

Kakain Yayoi took off her mask.

He stopped in his tracks and called softly, "Your Excellency Yansheng..."

No one has called that name for almost 400 years.

Hei Si Mou, or Ji Guo Yan Sheng as he was called, was a little unaccustomed to it, and the frightened cat would be dumbfounded at that moment, so he responded obediently.

"what's up?"

Yayoi Hanakain: "Thank you very much for coming to help."

If Hei Si Mou hadn't come to help, it would have been difficult.

Hei Si Mou: "You have the intention to kill Tong Mo, right?"

Kakaiin Yayoi was a little surprised, a little at a loss, "What are you talking about?"

Important companions are existences that need to be protected, and they are just playing around, how could they do things that are not conducive to Mr. Wu Mi.

Hei Si Mou didn't make a sound, but stretched out his hand and pulled out the hairpin that the boy hid in his long hair.

Gently scratched the pulp of the index finger.

Such a tiny wound should have healed quickly in the blink of an eye.

but now……

The wound is still there.

Even ordinary people can quickly dry up scars and then grow new flesh.

Hei Si Mou spread his hands, looked at the fingers with red blood dripping out, looked up at the innocent long-haired cat, and waited for an explanation.

Now that it has been discovered, there is nothing to explain.

Yayoi Huakaiyuan took the hairpin, hid it back in her long hair, took out a white porcelain bottle from her bosom, carefully poured out some powder, applied it on the scratched fingertips of Heishimou, and bandaged the wound.

What a novelty for ghosts to bandage.

Hei Si Mou has almost forgotten the original meaning of this word.

After all, for ghosts, there are only two types of wounds.

One is healable.

The other is not self-healing.

For the second case, please refer to the Sun Wheel Knife Gua Sha Head Massage Series for details.

But at the moment he stretched out his hand, Hei Si Mou felt the confusion of time.

When he first joined the Demon Slayer Team, Ji Guoyansheng, who had not yet mastered the breathing method, wanted to chase the sun.

As a result, the body suffered many more wounds than ordinary players.

The first generation of Chongzhu was a gentle and timid child. Those who were in the upper class all the year round had their own coercion and did not know it. Mrs. Yuezhu, it was her.