Tomie Tsuji

What was he... thinking about?

Is it the loss of still not being able to overcome Yuanyi, or the sadness that he has completely escaped from the way of the samurai, or the despair of being defeated by others again?

Maybe neither.

Hei Si Mou's line of sight was no longer on the same level as the few people, and his body also felt a long-lost burning and melting sensation.

As the ancestor of ghosts, Guiwu Tsuji Wucan can control ghosts through the blood remaining in other ghosts. He usually regards ghosts as his own weapon, but it doesn't mean he can't kill ghosts.

On the contrary, it is because it is too easy for him to create ghosts that he does not value it very much-he has never valued the lives of people other than himself.Whenever one of his subordinates made him feel unsatisfactory, even if he disobeyed him once, he would kill him without hesitation.

After becoming a ghost, I'm afraid there will be no afterlife, right?Such a death is a real death.

Will there be a soul?If there is, I really hope that I can always follow Fu Jiang.

But even when he was still a human being, no one could prove whether reincarnation and afterlife really existed.

He originally wanted to listen to Tong Mo once - even though he always felt that Tong Mo's remarks were nonsense, but that time he tried it obsessively.

Perhaps part of the reason was that Fu Jiang didn't recognize him and angered him. When he came back to his senses, there was only half a bloody human figure left in front of him.

He touched the corner of his mouth tremblingly, the touch was sticky and moist, and the screaming and wailing faintly heard in his throat did not know whether it was from himself, or from...Fu Jiang.

If he ate her and hid her in his body, it would be regarded as protecting her, right?And his strength will also increase... He persuaded himself, but he never dared to watch this scene again, but hid in a corner where she couldn't see, guarding her until she fully recovered—after all, Fu Jiang is also thin-blooded, and it would be extremely disgusting if he was picked up by other ghosts on the road.

Yuan Yi died many years ago, which has become the eternal regret in his heart and the sharp thorn in his heart that no one can take off.But after that... If I have to say my regrets, it's probably because I couldn't complete the agreement with Weiming Tomie.

When he was separated from his head, he tried his best to control his body to protect Fu Jiang with the last strength of his whole body. Even though his head had fallen to the ground, he could still see the look of horror and disgust on Fu Jiang's face.

The hand that Hei Si Mou originally stretched out to Fu Jiang to hold her hand also seemed to be drained of strength, and it hung down weakly.

He knew that she hated all horror, horror, and bloody scenes, and even more hated her beautiful clothes being stained red with blood.

Hei Si Mou immediately lost all strength to fight, and just looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to imprint her completely in his mind.

He... still failed to reach the agreement with her.

"In this case, keep my secret forever, Yansheng." Under the sunlight that is within his reach but also out of reach, the black-haired girl put her hands behind her back and suddenly turned her head to reveal a captivating smile. A small tear mole is obviously thick black, but it seems to be shining in the sun.

The fine velvet on the girl's face was dyed golden, and the crooked eyes and sweet smile at the corners of her mouth made it look like she was not from the same world as him.

"It's an appointment." She stretched her fair and delicate hand into the shadows, with only one little finger standing upright, her skin color seemed to be divided into two pieces, one was white with a warm color, and the other was warm. It's a cold blue tone again, just like their current situation.The girl looked at him eagerly, still standing there stubbornly.

In a trance, he saw himself stretch out his hand and put it on the little finger.

Hei Mou is dead.

Fu Jiang watched everything that happened in front of her eyes, and the unspeakable feeling in her heart became stronger. She subconsciously took a step back to avoid blood stains from splashing on her carefully selected kimono.

In the end, they still couldn't avoid it. Surprisingly, the blood flowers blooming on the dark kimono didn't look out of harmony, but looked like delicate dark patterns artificially embroidered.

She frowned and looked at the hem of the kimono, even ignoring the look in the eyes of Hei Si Mou at the last moment before her death, and the hand extended to her.

"It's really dirty." She pouted and complained, "I don't want to wear this one again."

Even though she was wearing black sleeves that looked very expensive at first sight, she seemed like a prodigal who didn't know its value at all. Just because she was stained with a little stain, she didn't hesitate to give it up, so arrogant and extravagant, ignorant of the sufferings of the world...

Another charming woman.

Heishimou's eyes gradually lost their light, but Fu Jiang didn't care about these, the only thing she cared about was that Heiximu couldn't protect her anymore.After all, the relationship between her and Hei Si Mou has only been a single arrow so far. Except for those fragments that she accidentally peeped in her memory, she can be said to know nothing about Hei Si Mou.

She didn't have any of the memories related to her that Hei Si Mou had, so she naturally thought that Hei Si Mou only hated Guiwu Tsuji Wumi more out of coveting her beauty, or because he was assimilated by Fu Jiang.

"Fu..." He opened his mouth, but in the end he still couldn't call out that name.

He never had the chance to call Fu Jiang's name face to face in his life, and he couldn't grasp it until the end.For a long time, no matter Hei Si Mou or Ji Guo Yan Sheng, they only call her "you" when they are most intimate, and they just call her surname "Wei Ming" directly.

Fujie, Fujie...

He opened his eyes, unwilling to close them until the last moment.

Fu Jiang ignored the inexplicable feeling in his heart, shifted his eyes casually, waved his hands excitedly behind Guiwu Tsuji, and shouted happily, "Mr. Tong Mo, you finally came to pick me up!"

At the same time, the hatred of Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was pulled over by Tong Mo who suddenly appeared here—even though Tong Mo actually came out of Guiwu Tsuji Wumi's dead corner, he roared angrily: "Damn it, Naruto, you trash!"

Tong Mo's good pre-emptive plan was broken just like that, and he stood there with question marks all over his head, stunned for a moment.

Tong Mo:? ? ?I haven't done anything yet, have I?

Naruto: My heart is even more bitter.

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