The years when I was the pillar of the Ghost Killing Squad

Shi Yu has always disliked Huang Yue, this person is selfish and arrogant, for his own benefit, he can use or even sacrifice others without hesitation, no matter if it is family, friendship, any kind of fetters in front of them It's all just irrelevant stuff.

Shi Yu has always hated this kind of people the most.

So even though Yanyue knelt in front of him, crying and begging Shiyu to spare his life and not kill him, Shiyu still indifferently inserted the sun wheel knife coated with wisteria flower poison into his body.

The wisteria flower poison on the sword is what he got from Shinobu, but the Japanese sword is the saber of the former Naruju, and it is just right to use this sword to kill the traitor of the Demon Slayer Squad.

"The wisteria flower itself is not poisonous, but it is deadly poison to you ghosts. The poison of these wisteria flowers will erode the ghost cells in your body bit by bit through your blood, and you will be in great pain until the moment you die.

Shi Yu looked indifferently at the black-haired boy rolling on the ground in pain due to the onset of toxin, his dark red eyes did not fluctuate at all.

"Brother Shiyu, I know I was wrong, but I was also forced. At that time, if I wanted to live, there was only one way, and I had no choice..."

Yan Yue struggled on the ground in pain, while begging Shi Yu for mercy.

"What about the swordsmen you killed? You couldn't help but kill them?"

"It's all because of that ghost. He forced me to kill those people. I really didn't mean it. I know I was wrong. Brother Shiyu, please forgive me. Didn't you say that I am your younger brother?"

The toxin began to spread to his face, and the flesh on Yan Yue's cheeks began to fall off bit by bit. At this time, he was still begging for mercy from Shi Yu.

Shi Yu squatted down, his dark red eyes reflected the miserable figure of this person.

"But I also said that I don't need a disobedient brother."

The last hope was broken, and Yue Yue put away his miserable face, and began to curse, cursing Shigure, cursing Kuwashima Jigoro, cursing Zenyi, cursing everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad.

Shi Yu stood aside, condescendingly looking down at this man's miserable appearance, and waited until he was tired of cursing before opening his mouth again.

"Tell me the whereabouts of Kibu Tsuji, and I'll give you a happy ending."

The only one who can turn people into ghosts is the ghost king Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi. Since Yu Yue has turned into a ghost, it means that Gui Wu Tsuji Wucan must have appeared near here recently.

It's fine even if Yanyue doesn't know his whereabouts, as long as he is told about Onimui Tsuji's appearance and characteristics, he will definitely be able to find that guy out.

When he heard the name "Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi", Yan Yue flinched. All the ghosts in this world have a natural fear and obedience to the ghost king, so that as long as they hear this name, they will subconsciously feeling scared.

"no no!"

Yan Yue shook his head desperately, most of the flesh on his face fell off, his appearance at the moment looked miserable and pervasive, but no matter how Shi Yu pressed him, he refused to reveal any news about Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi.

Seeing that there was no way to get information from him, Shi Yu was about to cut off his head, but at this moment, another person's voice suddenly came from the side.

"It's useless for you to ask him. After all, it's not that lord who turned him into a ghost, but me."

There was a bit of haughty voice in the indifference, it should be the first time I heard it, but it was very familiar to Shi Yu.

When Shigure turned his head back, a man in a purple black checked kimono was standing behind him. There were six eyes on the man's face, the middle pair of eyes were engraved with the words "Shangxian" and "壱" respectively. In other words, his hair is pure black, with flame-like red only at the end of his hair, his long hair is tied into a high ponytail, and he wears a very strange long blade around his waist, with a handle Even the body of the knife is covered with eyes of different sizes, which makes people feel that the scalp is numb for a while.

However, the first thing Shiyu noticed was the flame-shaped markings on the man's left forehead.

He had only seen these markings on the face of one person.

Yuanyi...

wrong.

Shi Yu quickly denied his thoughts, the person opposite was definitely not Yuan Yi, and Yuan Yi would never become like this.

If it's not Yuanyi, then the only possibility is...

"Yan Sheng."

Although I don't know why Yan Sheng's face has the same flame markings as Yuan Yi's, but the ghost opposite is indeed Yuan Yi's twin brother, Yan Sheng.

One of the always stable and dignified choirs, when he heard this name, a rare look of stupefaction appeared on his face.

"The name has not been heard for over 400 years."

His voice was as calm as an ancient well, without any emotional fluctuations.

"I ditched the name a long time ago."

He calmly looked at the black-haired young man opposite, "Where did you know that?"

"Know it from your father."

Shi Yu looked at him calmly, as early as when Yuan Yi and Yan Sheng were born, he had learned the names of the brothers from the mouth of the successor.

One of the top strings thought he was playing tricks, snorted coldly, and without further ado, drew out the saber at his waist and attacked Shi Yu.

Shi Yu calmly raised the umbrella in his hand to block the man's fierce attack.

"I see. No wonder that lord is so afraid of you."

One of the winders retracted the long-formed sun wheel knife in his hand, and looked at the unscathed black-haired youth in front of him.

"It seems that you are much stronger than the average Demon Slayer Squad swordsman."

……

Yan Yue struggled to climb to the feet of Shangxianyi, begging him to save his life, but Shangxianyi didn't even give him half a look, just pulled out the saber from his waist, and chopped him into several pieces. part.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, Yan Yue could only watch helplessly as his body broke into several pieces. Due to the toxin from the wisteria flower, the ghost blood in his body was almost diluted, and the ogre regenerated at a super speed Naturally, the ability also disappears.

He raised his head and fixedly stared at Shigure and Kamizuru with resentful eyes, deeply remembered their appearance, and then swallowed his last breath.

Until the last moment, he left with resentment towards others, without any thought of introspection.

Shi Yu stared at the worn out and rusted sun blade in his hand for a long time, and after a while, he silently discarded the sun blade aside, raised the umbrella in his hand again, and stared squarely at one of the winding ones on the opposite side.

"Come on, Yan Sheng."

……

Before Shi Yu left there, it wasn't long before Yan Sheng had mastered the breath of the moon, and the moves he had comprehended on his own were only up to the third type, but now Yan Sheng has comprehended the sixteenth type of moon's breath, plus he can The blood ghost technique that transforms one's own flesh and blood into a blade, he combined the breathing method with the blood ghost technique, which greatly enhanced the power of the move.

But even so, he couldn't hurt Shi Yu.

Not knowing how to breathe, let alone turning on the markings, relying only on the innate fighting style called instinct of the Yetu clan, Shigure successfully pushed one of the upper strings on the opposite side to a desperate situation.

"I lost."

At the moment when Shigure chopped off his head, one of the upper strings said these words in an almost calm tone.

When he was still a human being, he was very competitive. After becoming a ghost, he was invincible except for that adult, but he always understood one thing, no matter how strong he became, he could not and would not be able to Pass over the adult and stand at the top.

But now the young man standing opposite him, who knows his past name, is stronger than that adult, and there is another peak that cannot be overcome.

But unexpectedly, he didn't feel reconciled. Perhaps it was because this person was stronger than that lord, or maybe it was the first time in 400 years that someone called out that long-lost name again.

"Yan Sheng."

Shi Yu looked down at the man who was gradually dissipating in the air, there was a faint glimmer of light in his dark red eyes.

"Do you remember Yuanyi?"

The man who already had half of his body turned into ashes froze again when he heard this name.

"Fate One"

He whispered the name softly, and a look of nostalgia slowly appeared on his face.

"This is another, long-lost name."