Crimson Blade

The pillar in the center of the hostel collapsed suddenly, and the whole store shook slightly. Fortunately, with the concerted efforts of the four pillars, the store regained its stability after shaking slightly.

The hollow and pale bony object squirmed in the center of the hall, and began to gather extremely quickly, as if it wanted to join together to form a spine again, but no matter how fast he could be, it couldn't be faster than the Crimson Sword that looked like a crimson lightning.

After cutting off the pillar in the center of the hostel, Himura Ren tilted his right hand to support the ground, stepped on his foot a few times, and reversed his running direction abruptly like drifting.

With a strong right hand, Fei Cunren, who had adjusted his direction, straightened up while running. Behind him, the scarlet single ponytail swung in a circular arc, and the cold light reflected from the blade in his hand pointed directly at the counter of the hotel.

How about integrating the whole body into this hostel?

The sleeves fluttered, and the muscles of the left hand holding the handle of the knife tensed. A gleam flashed in Fei Cunren's eyes, and he showed a mocking smile at the incarnation Nightmare standing in front of him who seemed to want to stop him.

The rancid smell at the tip of his nose clearly told him where the guy's head was, and Nightmare's expression confirmed his guess.

This guy…

Nightmare, with long hair in a black-red gradient, gritted his teeth, his blue pupils were full of ruthlessness, and his transformed body slammed straight into Feicun Ren who wanted to cut off his head, and then moved his right hand on his back Take advantage of this gap to move your head away.

Want to be smart and survive?

The calf stomped heavily on the floor, and the body jumped into the air due to the mutual force. The hair on the temples rose slightly, and the blade turned and the body began to dive down.

Breath of the Sky·Land Shape·Dragon Hammer Flash

The long knife supported by waist strength and impact force drew a cool light in the air, and the deep dragon roar sounded, and the crimson dragon showed its ferocious teeth and easily tore the nightmare incarnation blocking the way.

It was too fast, there was no time to move my head!

The cyan pupils shrank fiercely, and the body of the transformed evil spirit was shattered. From the corner of his eyes, he could only watch this crimson boy with a single ponytail pass by.

"Tap Tap!"

Changing footsteps, the long knife twisted around with the body, and Fei Cunren rushed to the counter at an extremely fast speed without slowing down.The dragon chant sounded, and the crimson dragon hovered on the blade. Driven by the centrifugal force, the wooden counter was crushed by the sword energy.

Breath of the Sky·Seven Shape·Tornado Flash

The wood fragments shot out, the cold and pale skull was cut in half, and the black and red embers flew away. Fei Cunren stood in the broken wood chips and threw a sword flower, and then moved towards the nightmare that had begun to dissipate on the floor. The dream incarnation showed a half-smile expression.

"Where is your real head?"

"Hmm, no matter how fast I am, it doesn't matter?"

Slightly raising his chin, Fei Cunren's contemptuous eyes cast a powerful mockery on the nightmare that was about to dissipate.

My lord, this guy in front of me may become extremely troublesome in the future, so please send someone to intercept him!

The eyes were slightly enlarged, and Nightmare stared fixedly at Fei Cunren with some heartache, as if he wanted to burn the figure of the boy in front of him into his memory, and use it to remind the adult he was loyal to.

"bass!"

Sheathing the knife smoothly, ignoring the dead ghost, Fei Cunren turned around and looked for his little partner.

At this time, the guests in the hostel also woke up one after another, and when Himura Ren raised his foot and entered the room, Yiyong was putting on a bandage on himself stiffly.

In fact, his wound had stopped bleeding and there was no problem, but because of the dream, the shocked Giyuu moved too much and caused the wound to burst, so now he needs to re-wrap the bandage.

"Well, the evil spirit has been dealt with, and I'll take you to the Butterfly House next!" Himura Ren said in a relaxed manner after patting his clothes that had been stained with dust from the battle.

The boy's hearty and brisk voice made Yiyong's hands tremble slightly, and he stared at his wound as if he was bandaging it seriously. He kept his head down and refused to look up at Fei Cunren, and said in a voice full of rejection:

"No, I'll go by myself."

The voice at the end of Yiyong's words trembled slightly, but Himura Ren tilted his head thinking that it was caused by pain.

I saw him walking up to Yiyong and squatting down in front of Yiyong. His right hand lightly touched the opponent's wound while conveying vitality, and said in a natural tone:

"Stop making trouble, it's only half a day's journey anyway, how can I order that if you are so seriously injured?"

"Not to mention walking with you, my ability can also help you repair your injuries."

The black-haired boy didn't answer, but just lowered his head, his dark blue eyes stared blankly at Himura Ren's left hand, which healed for himself, and inexplicably overlapped it with the groping hand in the dream in his mind.

"you…"

Ruoyou Ruowu's warm touch almost drove Yiyong crazy, trying to stop himself from recalling that absurd dream, after taking a few deep breaths, he said with a hoarse voice and restrained: "Can you not touch there?"

Is it a wound?

Withdrawing his hand a little, Himura Ren was stunned for a moment when he heard these words, and glanced at Giyuu who was still bowing his head strangely, then took his hand that was hanging aside and went back:

"Okay, then I will input life force from your right hand."

Unexpectedly, Yiyong, who usually does not change his face, is so afraid of pain that he can't even touch the wound with his fingers. Pulling Yiyong's right hand, Fei Cunren curled his lips and thought.

But this hand... well, there are so many calluses!

Feeling the callused hand that was obviously caused by sword practice, Fei Cunren looked at Yiyong with complicated eyes for a while, and at the same time sighed softly in his heart.

It seems that it is very hard to practice swordsmanship in peacetime!

"Okay, I roughly repaired your wound, and you should be fine on your way." After clapping his hands, Fei Cunren stood up straight and said to Yiyong.

"But when you get to Butterfly House, you still have to take a good rest."

"Um"

Has Ah Ren finally been repaired?

A little relieved in his heart, his heartbeat was still a little too fast, and Yiyong, who tried hard to keep his face from showing any strangeness, responded verbally, and then stood up slowly.

"Well, if possible, during the few days you recuperate in the Butterfly House, I will try my best to form a cycle with life force in your body."

"Then your self-healing speed will be accelerated after being injured, so you don't have to be so embarrassed like this time." After thinking for a while, Fei Cunren said.

Because Giyu is different from Tanjuro and Sanshiya Yoya, the vitality left in his body does not need to make up for the loss, and the speed of forming a cycle will be a little faster, so Himura Baba wants to build a good cycle for Giyu when he is cultivating .

"it is good…"

The pain of the wound is actually not obvious anymore, but the entanglement in his heart makes the root of Yiyong's tongue tingle, and the hand that hangs on the side trembles slightly.

Ah Ren just regards himself as a companion, right?

Yiyong pursed his lips tightly, feeling an uncontrollable soreness in his heart, and he was at a loss for what to do when the secret that had been buried was revealed abruptly like this.

From amazement to admiration, admiration is transformed into nutrition to give birth to love.

Taking a deep look at Himura Ren who was chattering beside him, Yoshiyuki took a deep breath, and a trace of determination appeared in his dark blue eyes.

No matter what the result is, you have to try it yourself.

It's just that before that, I have to find a way to improve my strength, at least I have to become Zhu to be qualified to stand by his side.

On one side, Fei Cunren, who was thought of by his little friend Xiao, was still chatting with Yiyong unconsciously, while on the other side, after learning that many of them had been killed, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi's face was gloomy, and his scarlet eyes were full of tears. angry.

In fact, he still had some idea of ​​Xiaxian's strength, but he never expected that the two Xiaxians would not be able to beat one pillar together.

And the most important thing is that none of them actually found the guy who looked exactly like Ji Guoyuanyi. Instead, most of them were killed in the process of searching.

"A bunch of trash!"

In the beautifully decorated Western-style room, wearing a well-fitting suit, it is completely the ghost of an elite man. His chest rises and falls, and he smashes several porcelains with a wave of his hand. memory.

The ghost killing team seems to have indeed a troublesome kid!A cold light flashed in his eyes, as the king of ghosts, Oni Wu Tsuji said secretly.

And if I remember correctly, Tong Mo was seriously injured last time because of this brat, right?

"Hmph, after all, it's just a human being."

Completely forgetting that he was also beaten by a human and hid for hundreds of years, Guiwu Tsuji's aura slowly calmed down, and he pressed the white top hat on his head, a trace of disdain flashed in his scarlet eyes.

Although he is only a human being, he cannot be allowed to grow like this.

Sitting slowly on the sofa, Oni Wu Tsuji's eyes turned cold, and he waved his finger with sharp nails, the sound of the pipa sounded, and an old man with a swollen forehead and two horns on his head appeared. in front of him.

"My lord!" With Shangxian Si written in his pupils, this old man-like evil ghost lowered his head in fear and shouted in a low voice.

"Half-day dog, do you have any clues to the blue Bianhua you were looking for?"

With scarlet eyes, he glanced at the subordinate who was casually called, Onimai Tsuji said slowly while stroking his sharp nails.

"Uh, this..."

Cold sweat began to break out on his back, and the summoned Shangxian Zhisi lowered his head, and he didn't dare to think too much in his mind, and he hesitated for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

"Useless things!" The ghost king's furious voice sounded.

"Crack!"

With a wave of his veined hand, the dog's protruding forehead twisted like a twist and made the sound of bones breaking for a long time.

"My lord, please give me another chance."

But this kind of injury is actually nothing to the evil spirit, so the half-day dog ​​who looked like an old man was still struggling to beg for mercy through his teeth.

"Humph!"

It may be because the powerful winder is relatively scarce, so Oni Wu Tsuji just squinted his scarlet pupils and snorted coldly, then let go of the half-ten dog and opened his mouth to order:

"Continue to find the blue Bana flower for me, but besides that, you have to get rid of this brat for me."

The picture of Fei Cunren beheading Nightmare came into his mind, and the dog lowered his ugly head for a long time, and said in a flattering tone:

"Yes, my lord!"