Personality is an abandoned house

True bliss?

Eternal Bliss Teaching?

"I said you, did you watch too many hot-blooded anime, and you suffered from the second disease?" Xiao Bu stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and dug holes.

After noticing the disintegrated expression of Mr. Ghost opposite, she realized that her image of a beautiful girl had collapsed.

Quickly put down his hands, put on a standard Yamato Nadeshiko-style smile, and said softly with his whole body shining brightly: "Sir, if you have any unspeakable secrets, I suggest you go to the hospital to have a look."

The implication is: go to the doctor when you are sick.

Apparently, Tong Mo understood Xiao Bu's ridicule, and was successfully laughed at.

"Hahaha... It's the first time I meet such an interesting person, I really like you a little bit."

Blood ghost art lotus leaf ice.

The gorgeous golden folding fan flipped over, and instantly swayed lotus-shaped ice crystals, the surrounding air fell sharply, and the terrible cold invaded Xiao Bu's nasal cavity, trying to freeze her lungs.

Game fields·Props·Gas mask/Charge suit.

The warm orange stream of data surrounded Xiao Bu, and when it dispersed, what appeared in front of Tong Mo was a female warrior who was armed from head to toe, almost to the strands of her hair.

The props in the game have always been unreasonable. The set of small buried tools is the standard configuration of the king of soldiers. It not only has an automatic constant temperature system, a combat auxiliary system, but also various such as body temperature detectors, infrared scanners, Practical functions such as toxin filtration.

Even, there is a defense value balance.

In short, as long as the defense value balance does not return to zero, according to the game settings, it is absolutely impossible for her to be injured!

The gorgeous ice lotus was cut in rotation on Xiao Bu's body, Xiao Bu didn't even bother to hide for a while.

He glanced at the defense value balance, ignoring those -1-1, and there were 996 defense points left.

"I like this suit." The small mouth hidden behind the gas mask opened, and wisps of breath escaped.

As the blade moved forward, the raging orange-red flame instantly ignited, illuminating the dark night as bright as day.

"Let me show you the nirvana I recently learned."

The day faded suddenly, and the flame shrank sharply, as if controlled by some magical power, it was attached to the slender blade, and condensed into a huge flame sickle.

It is obviously such a bright and dazzling flame, but somehow it gives people an extremely cold and terrifying breath of death.

This breath seemed to overflow from the darkest abyss of the undead, carrying the silent gaze of the god of death, staring at the soul that was about to be taken away by him.

"what is this?"

Qicai's pupils vibrated violently, feeling the life-threatening, even soul-threatening breath, even Tong Mo couldn't help but change color.

"This is Xiao Bu's self-created breath, according to the cruise ship incident..."

Xiao Bu's eyes are extremely serious, there is no fear in it, and the panic at the beginning is gone. What is left is a kind of indifference similar to that of a god looking down on all living beings: "Sinners who wantonly plunder other people's lives are bound to suffer Death's judgment."

Breath of the Otaku・One Shape・Death Judgment!

The death scythe waved down in an instant, carrying the power of the undead to plunder all life, forming a surging and monstrous wave, with the momentum of destroying decay, it instantly submerged Tong Mo!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." the fierce ghost roared, turned into a huge skull, and dissipated into the sky.

Immediately, the holy fire ignited, driving away everything that represented darkness.

Xiao Bu lowered the tip of his knife, and the combat uniform on his body gradually turned into an orange stream of data, which continued to dissipate.

The already tattered kimono was revealed, and the loose long hair fluttered along with the hem of the kimono.

Looking down gradually, at her feet lay an ice crystal puppet that had been shattered into countless pieces, and the real one had long since disappeared.

"Run away." Pouted, and gradually turned into an unhappy bun.

Xiaobui was so angry that he kicked half of Bingjing Yuzi's head, angrily walked towards the direction where the sound of fighting came from not far away, with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

She didn't see, in the distance behind her, a familiar figure was standing leisurely against a tree.

"Oh, it was really dangerous just now. Obviously I just wanted to find Zuochan for fun, but I almost got myself in."

That's what he said, but from Tong Mo's cynical face, he couldn't see the slightest bit of fear.

It seemed that the person who was almost killed by Xiao Bu just now was not him.

"I've changed my mind, cutie, such an interesting person, you should be allowed to board the blissful eternal life with me sooner!"

The tip of the bright red tongue salivated and licked his lower lip, and after leaving a meaningful smile, Tong Mo finally chose to leave the stage temporarily.

"Next, it's Zuochan's home field, don't be killed easily."

The tail sound has not dissipated, but the ghost has disappeared without a trace.

Xiaobu, who was completely unaware of this, hurried to hurry up, and finally arrived at the battlefield between Yanzhu and Kaizuru in time amidst Tanjirou's wailing.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Kamado Tanjirou opened his eyes wide in horror, and in the red pupils, the figure of Purgatory Kyojurou being fatally hit by Yiwoza was clearly reflected.

"You are... a strong man worthy of my respect, but unfortunately... I am stronger than you."

Facing the fallen figure of Purgatory Xing Shou Lang, Yi Wo Zuo admitted his strength.

Looking up at the sky, too lazy to pay attention to the cries of the weak, Yi Wo took a few jumps and disappeared into the dense forest.

The sun... gradually rose.

"Hey! Stop for me!"

Xiao Bu, who came a step late, could only stand where she was, watching the back of the enemy leaving. There were seriously wounded at the scene, and she must not leave them behind to chase the enemy.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Tanjiro struggled and crawled to the side of Purgatory Kyojuro, just about to reach out to touch him, but was separated by Xiaobu with the back of a knife.

"Please note that you carry a lot of dust and bacteria on your hands. It's better not to touch the injured casually, especially the wound, which will cause infection and inflammation."

"You...you are the girl from the trials."

Tanjiro doesn't really remember the appearance of Xiaobu, but his nose remembers this girl with a sweet and greasy fragrance.

"Although I don't know how much time has passed here, thank you for remembering me."

Xiao Bu squatted down to help Purgatory Xing Shou Lang check the wound.

Thanks to the help of the Hero Rescue Class, she knows some medical knowledge, and she is still competent for simple first aid bandaging.

only……

"Don't waste your efforts, I'm about to die." The trembling palm clasped Xiao Bu's wrist weakly, preventing her first aid action.

Even on the verge of death, this Mr. Yanzhu still had an optimistic face.

He stared at the gradually rising sun, showing his usual hearty smile: "It doesn't matter, dying to kill evil spirits is a fate we have long accepted."

"That..." Xiao Bu opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Purgatory Kyojuro: "Tanjirou, I have something to say..."

The blue veins on his forehead twitched cheerfully, and Xiao Bu covered the mouth of Xingshou Lang in the purgatory, and said forcefully: "Listen to what I have to say first, bastard, did I say you are going to die? Are you in a hurry to confess your last words?"

With one hand, he grabbed Purgatory Kyojuro by the back collar, and with the other hand, he grabbed Tanjirou's.

Xiaobu forcibly placed them side by side, then stood up straight, took a few steps back, and glanced apologetically at Zenitsu and Inosuke who were not far away.

"Sorry, I need to treat the seriously injured first, please wait for the general wounded."

The Hirinkana was retracted into the scabbard at his waist, and Kobuki, who was free-handed, slowly spread his arms towards Tanjirou and the others.

Nirvana · God-level nurse · Archangel's sigh.

Facing the golden sunlight, the white wings slowly stretched out, and the creamy orange hair was covered with a faint layer of holy light, like an angel's blond hair in a trance.

Shanyi, who woke up inadvertently, looked at this scene in shock, and murmured unconsciously: "It's so beautiful... Did an angel descend? A miracle... A miracle finally appeared."

Eyes drooping slightly, staring at the two seriously injured below, the sympathetic angel let out a pityful sigh.

The holy healing power sprinkled on the wounded with the sound of sighs, and a strong and soft golden glow lit up, causing Shanyi to close his eyes involuntarily.

When he opened his eyes again, the angel had disappeared, and only Yanzhu and Tanjiro stayed where they were.

Tears began to gather unconsciously, Zenitsu, who was a crybaby himself, couldn't help it at all, ran forward with tears, and threw himself into Tanjirou's arms who had just half sat up.

"That's great Tanjiro... that's great, Mr. Purgatory, you're all fine, it's an angel who saved you, that's great."

Kobuki, who had completed the task, stood aside, staring at Tanjiro and the others with a smile and celebrating.

Noticing that Goodwill and Inosuke were still injured, she took the initiative to walk over, one left and one right, and held their hands.

"Hey, please wait a moment. Although there is only a little healing power left, it is still enough to heal your injuries."

The warm golden glow lit up again, and this time, apart from Zenitsu and Inosuke, Xiaobu himself was cured.

When she was saving people and fighting the ogre just now, she also suffered a small injury, and now she has also been cured.

"Thank you." Master Yan Zhu, who was revived with full blood, stood up and solemnly bowed to Xiao Bu to thank him: "Thank you very much for your help!"

"You're welcome, after all, I'm also a member of the Ghost Killing Team, even though I'm not wearing a team uniform."

Xiao Bu subconsciously avoids the great gift from Purgatory Xing Shou Lang. She is a hero, and saving people is what she should be.

Even in this era, no one would pay her for her heroic actions, but she didn't get paid for saving lives.

No, there are still some, the Ghost Killing Squad seems to be paid, and it's not low.

Xiao Bu, who inexplicably thought of this matter, decided to withdraw his foreword.

"It's a pity. It's rare to meet the ghost of the string, but because of my weakness, I couldn't keep him."

Looking carefully at the direction Yiwozuo was leaving, Purgatory Xingshoulang understood that it was a miracle that he survived, but he still couldn't help but feel sorry for letting go of the rare Shangxian ghost.

"But." Before Tanjiro and the others comforted him, he regained his vitality in an instant.

"Being able to fight Shangxian Ghost this time also made me understand the gap between our Zhu and Shangxian. In the future... we must work harder and become stronger!"

Xiaobu saw a bit of Kirijima Eijiro's shadow in Purgatory Kyojuro, and suddenly felt that he was a little kind.

"It's great, Mr. Purgatory, you will recover soon."