After the women's dress, I had an affair with Wuxian

"... Let go... Let go..." An indistinct voice squeezed out of the monster's mouth, as unpleasant as gravel being squeezed and rubbed.

The white-haired monster could no longer see clearly. He was missing a hand, his whole body was festered and ugly, his eyes were cloudy, and black-red blood flowed from his ears.

He can't see, he can't hear.

Head roaring.

There was severe pain all over his body, and the dim world was pitch black, and he couldn't feel anyone, only the golden-red light, the flickering lamp.

Dirty gray was closing in on him, eating into him.

He instinctively wanted to stop it.

His body is twitching, the muscles all over his body are melting and rotting, endless exhaustion is pouring into his body from his limbs, desire for sleep, desire for life, and desire for love.

Chaotic and complex.

The only thing he remembered was the light that was enough to burn him, dazzling and warm.It gradually solidified, slowly shrinking into a round bird.

Chirping.

Pure white with innocence.

The sparrow hidden in his hand, the sparrow imprisoned in his heart, is flapping its wings, jumping and playing, smart and lovely.

He is so petite.

Fragile and pure.

It's like the icy air blowing on the face in summer, the sweet cake made of autumn fruits, the fresh and tender mountain peaches in spring, and the stove in snowy days.

He would like to use him to describe all the good things in this world.

He always wanted to monopolize him, hide him, and even...kill him.

Be with the darkness, be with the devil.

The bird flew away from his palm, farther and farther away, escaped from his control, broke free from his shackles, and abandoned him without looking back.

—He said he liked freedom.

He was puzzled.

He watched him fly away, flying over green trees and red flowers, over streams and rocks, over dazzling daytime, and over dark night.

He is willing to stay anywhere in the world and give his eyes to anyone without hesitation.

Only, can't wait to leave him.

Hostility rose from his heart, and his pride did not allow himself to be so embarrassed.

—should break his wings, cover his eyes, and hide him in a prison of gold.

He will become his own little bird.

【Chirp】

The crisp birdsong rang in his ears, he raised his head, and held him in his hands pitifully and tenderly.

Que'er picked up a small flower, and it fell into his hands, it was tender and reddish, nothing special.

But it made him very happy.

All emotions turned to ashes.

He turned into light again, hovering around him.

Panic rose again.He pinched the little flower in his hand, as if grasping the only hope, and clumsily pursued the figure of light.

【...be obedient...be good...】

He contradicts himself.

Suddenly.

Thick darkness enveloped him, and he stiffened his body, watching the filthy thing approaching his treasure.

No.

He doesn't allow it.

Not even a little bit of it can be contaminated!

"...absolutely...cannot..." He roared from his throat.

The ghost blood in the body was being consumed rapidly, the effect of the medicine had subsided a little, and the wound was healing at an extremely slow speed.

He still couldn't see clearly.

But I can see the little sun.

"...my...is..." His words were reversed, and he couldn't articulate a logical sentence.

Xiao Shangen twitched his lips and sneered: "Ugly monster, what are you talking about?"

"...killed...you..."

"Of course I will kill you, and I will take your life myself," Yaki fended off Tomioka Yoshiyuki's attack, and stood confidently in front of Kimai Tsuji, "You who turned me into a ghost, the one who was once invincible King of ghosts, heh."

he laughed.

"You asked for all of this," he said, "I was the one who made the medicine, I was the one who accompanied me, and I was the one who took care of him... In the end, it was you who won his favor."

"From now on, the mistake should be corrected."

He spread all his wings, and the thick black wings reflected the dark green light under the night light, like a demon god.

The ghost who was directly given blood by Wu Mi is super powerful, almost on the same level as the Twelve Ghost Moons.

The attacking style he put on with all his strength, before the blood ghost technique fully appeared, it gave a huge oppressive force to everyone present.

"Go to hell." Xiao Shangen said softly.

Both Chongzhu and Waterzhu watched the attack, no matter who they knew who killed Onimui Tsuji, they only needed one result.

Tong Mo frowned slightly, the strength of that crow ghost was stronger than he imagined.

A bad premonition welled up in my heart.

The feathers like steel nails are like arrows that leave the string, shooting from the wings to Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi without a blink of an eye.

"呲呲呲!"

The sound of piercing flesh sounded.

Xiao Shangen hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, the dust raised on the ground blocked his sight, but he could still smell the bloody smell.

So what about Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi.

The final winner will be him.

"Crack... creak..."

A rustling sound sounded from it.

It was like the movement of a wild animal chewing food, with a sticky and muffled sound, revealing a chilling and weird feeling.

The faces of the people whose eyes were blocked were serious, staring closely at the place where Oni Wu Tsuji was.

Even if he becomes a human being, the memories and fears of the past are imprinted in the deepest part of their consciousness, and they cannot ignore it. It is the strongest existence that has slaughtered the Ghost Slayer Squad several times in the past thousand years.

At this moment he was cornered.

No one knows how he will fight back.

The bloody smell became more intense, and the disgusting chewing sound sounded more frequently.

"What is he doing...?" Chongzhu murmured.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki panted lightly, retreating steadily under the attack of the crow ghost, turned over and retreated to the side of Chongzhu.

"I don't know," he replied.

He looked up at Xiao Shangen, frowned and said, "Why do you want to stop me?"

"Only I can kill him!" The other party interrupted him loudly, almost crazy with paranoia, "You can't escape either. Everyone and ghosts here will become ghosts."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki expressed his thoughts: "Kill Onimai Tsuji first, then it doesn't matter if we are killed again."

Xiaoshan paused, with some puzzlement and ridicule on his face, he looked at Yoshiyuki Tomioka, and berated him naively: "You are such a strange person."

"Don't worry, I'll kill him. I just want to see what he can do to fight back." He emphasized softly, "What will happen to the charged blow before death."

The black feather rain fell again, and he looked at the ghost killing team struggling to resist below, showing a happy smile.

Great power, the ability to control the life and death of others.

In a world where strength is paramount, he is about to replace Ghost Dance Tsuji and become their new nightmare.

"...and defeat him head-on to prove myself."

He imagined this wonderful future and laughed out loud.

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, the heart beat suddenly!

"Boom boom boom!"

The beating chunks of flesh almost broke through his chest, as if someone was pinching his heart and squeezing it hard, the inexplicable pressure on the heart made him open his mouth wide.

His eyeballs were bulging, blood streaked up his pupils, and the breath he breathed out of his throat along with the internal organs in his abdomen.

"What's going on... Ugh..."

He tightly grasped the skin on his left chest, and the sharp black armor dug into the flesh, his whole body was hot, and the blood in his body was boiling.

The body is gradually losing control.

He raised his head abruptly, and looked at the person not far away with panic on his face.

The dust dissipated, revealing the figure in it.

He arched his back and squatted halfway on the ground, his pale hair was stained with dust and blood, and his whole body was in a mess.

He lowered his head and devoured a piece of bloody limb, focusing as if no one else was around.

The body was covered with pitch-black feathers, the roots of which penetrated into the bones, but he didn't realize it.

"Gudong."

The bright red flesh from the teeth slid down the throat.

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the ground along his jaw.

"Click." He bit off a piece of bone.

Butterfly held back her breath, her pupils constricted, and her stomach began to protest. She covered her mouth with her hand, suppressing the urge to vomit, and said in a hesitant and fearful tone: "He is... he eats his own food." ..."

"A severed arm." Tomioka Yoshiyuki took up the words of Insect Pillar.

A chilling self-pity.

He just ate himself calmly and silently.

Fear rose from the soles of her feet to her brain, and the frightening scene made her shiver.

"Why did you eat... yourself?" She was still frightened, her voice began to tremble, "Mr. Tomioka, what should we do?"

Shui Zhu pursed his lips, clenched the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand, and said hesitantly: "I don't know."

No one expected Onimai Tsuji to do this.

Xiao Shangen clutched his heart to resist the oppression from the void, hit his knee on the ground with a "bang", and his whole body was crushed to the ground by an invisible force!

"You... unexpectedly..." He spoke intermittently, but everyone couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Ah!" His arm exploded suddenly, a smaller fleshy arm protruded from the flying flesh, and a golden-red scale was supported by a piece of flesh born from the flesh.

Stay quietly in the palm of your hand.

The monster that was eating with its head down finally stopped. He raised his face slowly, the whites of his eyes turned pure black, and his blood red pupils looked straight at Xiao Shangen.

The ancestor of the ghost once again took control of his life.

The panic and fear of being locked in made him struggle.

"You can't kill me!" he roared, "Master Zero loves me the most, he will be sad if you kill me, you will never be able to get his love..."

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

His head was thrown on the ground fiercely, like a puppet manipulated by ..., the invisible silk thread connecting the joints controlled him, one after another, the skull shattered and his facial features deformed.

"...noisy...noisy..."

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi slowly raised his head, and said word by word.

The flesh and blood held in his hand was almost eaten up, and the pieces of broken flesh hung on the empty human bones, which was extremely terrifying.

He casually threw away the stump in his hand.

"Gudong."

The last mouthful of flesh and blood mixed with the remaining blood on his lips was licked into his stomach by him.

"...kill..." he said.

At the cost of his own flesh and blood, he awakened a trace of the ghost's instinct.

The killing intent spread.

He walked forward and picked up the golden-red scale.

The footsteps finally stopped in front of Asano Rei who was unconscious, and he carefully brushed the sand and stones off his face.

The imprint on Asano Zero's heart has disappeared, replaced by the same golden-red scale.

He takes his hand.

Lower your head and kiss lightly.

The bloody kiss fell on Rei Asano's palm, he was confused, and subconsciously approached the source of breath that made him feel comfortable.

"good……"

The corner of the man's mouth hooked slightly.

The turbid black-red eyes moved, dark and deep.

The real demon god is revived here.

He so ordered.

【All, come here】

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