Crimson Blade

The dark night simulated by the game shrouded the land, and the maternity house mansion could no longer see its original appearance. The scattered houses that survived the disaster were crumbling, and the torn boards were mixed with mud and sand.

There were traces of blood on the messy ground, black and red scattered embers intertwined with the starlight cast by the stars in the sky, and the adult-looking Feicun Ren was kneeling in a ruined wall.

"What, what happened?"

Ayumi asked timidly as she couldn't understand what the scene before her was covered with dust from the previous fall.

Everyone present was silent, recalling the memory of light transmission in their minds, Fei Cunren stretched out his hand to touch something, but finally moved his lips, leaving only sadness in his eyes.

This is the ending of another world itself!

The loose crimson hair was a little clumped due to the dried blood, and there was a hollow in the abdomen of the kneeling adult blade who had lost his breath. The shadow of his bangs covered all his expressions, but the long knife stuck in the ground beside him was faithful. It reflected his expression before he died.

The corners of the mouth of Adult Blade's drooping face were slightly raised. Even though the result was at the cost of his own life, he was still happy for the ghost king's death before he died.

Perhaps in his opinion at that time, he would have no regrets if he could exchange his own life for the victory of the Ghost Killing Team.

But you end up regretting it...

Muttering to himself sadly in his heart, Fei Cunren saw that after the difficult battle was over, Yoshiyuki who had not faded his face staggered towards his dead self, and then knelt there tremblingly on his face Full of despair.

Yes, I regretted it, and a cold voice with a sense of alienation sounded in Fei Cunren's ear.

At this moment, Yiyong, simulated in the game, hugged the dead adult blade tremblingly with blood-stained hands, then looked up at the night sky and wept silently, his dark blue eyes gradually froze and died.

I failed Giyu's feelings, so I hope that at least in another world, another world, I can live up to him.

In the faint words, the emotions that had settled in the first half of the year were suppressed, and Fei Cunren was a little moved at that moment, and for the first time, the sex and secular things began to fade in his heart.

I will, Fei Cunren sighed slightly, nodded calmly, and finally agreed in his heart.

The picture began to change. There were coffins placed on the simple and low-key altar. The dark crowd of worshipers filled the inner house, the outer courtyard and even the forest. Everyone was praying in low voices with real grief on their faces.

Is this... a funeral?

There was a hint of shock on Conan's face, because there were too many people participating. Among them were members of the Ghost Slayer Squad he had seen, and some seemed to be completely ordinary people.

Standing at the front of the coffin was Yoya Yoya with a solemn expression, followed by a row of familiar and unfamiliar columns, and Himura Kenshin who was [-]% similar to Himura Ren.

Everyone paid homage to the passing dragon soaring in the sky with deep sorrow. The scenes flashed in front of them one after another. Time did not dilute the sorrow, but spread the spirit of the dead on this continent.

The ghost killing team was finally hidden and buried in history, and the swordsmen also blazed a new path.

Purgatory, full of a sense of justice, took the lead in joining the police department, wearing a flying flame feather, and finally became the pillar of the police.

After that, the seemingly vicious Undead River integrated the underworld, the marriage of the soft and cute Mitsuri and the gloomy Iguro became famous in the cultural field, and then the Butterfly sisters also chose their own areas of expertise to continue to move forward. Under Sabito's persuasion, he is in charge of the Wisteria Group under the Demon Slayer Squad.

History has changed, the pages of the book have been turned, the Demon Slayer Squad has finally merged with this country, and the existence of Himura Ren has gradually become history, but his deeds have been passed down by word of mouth.

This is the origin of Scarlet Ranger!

There are infinite emotions in his heart. Although he knows a lot of secrets, Conan's heart is actually infected by the spirit of the Ghost Slayer Squad unconsciously.

"Aren?!"

Sonoko's exclamation interrupted Conan's thinking. The girl with brown short hair looked worried and anxiously at the disappearing figure of Feicun Ren, and asked in a very helpless tone:

"What's going on, why are you starting to disappear?"

Glancing blankly at the palm that was gradually becoming transparent, and feeling that his soul was starting to vacate, Fei Cunren showed a regretful smile, calmed down and said in a gentle voice:

"It's about seven days, I think it's time for me to leave."

"Eh?!"

Sonoko's face showed disbelief, as if he didn't realize that the seven days had passed, but Fei Cunren looked at his body that was gradually disappearing, and then set his eyes on the scenes simulated by the game, with a smile on his face. Said a little sadly:

"I think you should go out soon too..."

As soon as the words fell, the game world that looked very real began to collapse. Yuanzi and the others only felt that their eyes went dark, and when they opened their eyes again, they found that they had returned to their bodies.

All the game cabins at the game conference site were opened, but there were only a few spots of light left in the game cabin where Fei Cunren was located, and the people who were supposed to be in there were nowhere to be seen.

"You in another world have already returned, and it seems that the transaction between us is also over."

At the top of the game conference venue, the long black witch lay sideways on a floating bench, stretching her tall figure to the fullest, while speaking softly.

And not far away, wearing a luxurious kimono with vermilion eyeshadow, Kamiba stood there floating in the air without answering, his expression was indifferent with a sense of alienation, and the cuffs of the kimono swayed in the breeze.

"Do you want to make another deal, such as finding a body to resurrect you or something..."

Picking her nails gracefully, her dark red pupils looked at Shenmeiren with a little deep meaning, and Ikuko Ichihara asked with a smile on her red lips:

"Don't you feel sorry?"

"There are countless people in this world who admire you, and even more deeply loved ones are waiting for you."

"Your companion is a veritable pillar in every field, and if you are alive, you will probably have the greatest power on this continent."

"There's no need for resurrection..."

Ikuko Ichihara's seductive words echoed in his ears, but Shenmeiren only closed his eyelids slightly, and looked at the endless crowd below indifferently, and then sounded very firm in his rejection.

Maybe he once thought about resurrection, but now he is almost a god to a certain extent, and knows that the more you desire something, the greater the price you will pay to achieve it.

And the price of his own resurrection is something he is absolutely unwilling to pay.

The long crimson hair of the god fluttered in the wind, but the butterfly house in another world was as quiet and peaceful as usual, and the boy in hospital gown was lying on the hospital bed like a sleeping princess.

"Squeak!"

Makoto, who was wearing a pink floral kimono, walked in with the medicine. She looked at Himura Ren who was still asleep and let out a helpless sigh, and then said with a little comfort in her words:

"It doesn't matter Senior Yiyong, Senior Feicun's health is fine, he will definitely wake up."

Yi Yong, who was following the little junior sister, tightly pursed his lips. He grew taller, and his demeanor became more stable, but the expressionless face did not seem to be softened by Zhenmu's comfort, but more Some worries that ordinary people can't see through.

Fei Cun Ren has been in a coma for a year after the attack on the upper string. Yes, even though he fully recovered within a few days, Fei Cun Ren is still asleep, and the doctors of Butterfly House can't find him sleeping. s reason.

"I'll put the medicinal wine I need this time here, and you can get it yourself when you massage/massage."

As a medical staff, Zhenzhu carefully put the medicinal wine on the counter in front of the bed, and then left with great peace of mind after instructing Yiyong.

From Mako's point of view, there is nothing to worry about. After all, Giyuu has been massaging Himura Ren for a while, and the other party should know the general process.

Because Fei Cunren fell into a deep sleep for unknown reasons, but long-term sleep will cause some muscle atrophy, so it is necessary to send a special person to massage/massage to relieve muscle atrophy, and Giyuu took the initiative to take over this task.

Even in order to give Himura Ren a massage/massage in person without delaying the task, Giyuu became a pillar as quickly as possible after Himura Ren fell asleep, and then asked the lord to let him guard the maternity house mansion.

Well, no problem!

He didn't feel that he was acting bravely to benefit the public, and came to the hospital bed. His dark blue eyes paused on Fei Cunren's sleeping face, and then he stretched out his hand and rolled up the trousers of the hospital gown, smeared medicinal wine on his hands and started today's massage / Mount.

Although he has been asleep for a long time, I don’t know whether it was because of the massage or other reasons. Himura Ren’s skin has always been smooth, tender and shiny, and his body is free from dirt because of frequent wiping. At this time, Yiyong carefully pressed the acupoints with his fingertips. There was a little embarrassment in his eyes, but his movements were still steady.

Ah Ren's skin texture is really good...

Pressing the delicate skin with his fingertips, he feels the warmth from his fingers. Although this is not the first time he has done this, Yiyong is still a little shy, but his usual poker face makes it hard for ordinary people to see that. An awkward emotion.

Because of the need to apply medicinal wine and press the acupuncture points with moderate strength, coupled with some hidden admiration in his heart, Yiyong would always be a little distracted because of shyness at this time.

So naturally, he didn't see Fei Cunren's fingertips moving suddenly.

The soul that was summoned to the parallel world began to return, and Fei Cunren, who had returned to his body, was still a little uncomfortable, and somehow felt that his body was a little stiff and uncontrollable.

His mind was perceiving the condition of his body in a daze, but in the next second, Fei Cunren, who felt a big warm hand walking on his body, woke up with a jolt, his body became extremely stiff and his ears were a little red.

I'll go, which guy is groping? !