Supernatural is king

Whether it's for Eri or Kiwu Tsuji, it's been a long time since we last saw each other.

In the decades that Eri has experienced with human eyes, he has spanned an unknown number of eras.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan watched the thousands of years with the eyes of ghosts, but I don't know what year it is.

I don't know who to say is more pathetic.

In the thousands of years of life of Oni Wu Tsuji, most of the memories have become blurred because of the lack of fun and the same day after day. Thinking about it carefully, the most impressive and colorful is actually the first 15 years.

It was almost 15 years soaked in honey, which he will never forget in the next thousand years.

But he also knew that it was impossible to return to that time.

Because his mother was killed in his arms by his own hands.

As the son of a drug dealer, [Junguo] carries everyone's demeanor in every move, showing his temperament in every gesture, and has a graceful smile when he smiles.

But at this time, the ghost dance Tsuji Wumi, who came down from the upstairs, wore the skin of [junguo], but his smile was full of flirtatious charm.

——Eri frowned so badly on this child's face.

This face... shouldn't smile like that.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Huili subconsciously moved her fingertips to stand up, but her physical weakness woke her up.

At this time, Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan also lightly stopped a few steps before Eri.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Shitou Muichiro stood beside Eri, their sharp blades pointing at Kimai Tsuji's face without trembling, their expressions tense.

This is the ghost king.

The strength of Shangxian is so strong that even Zhuzhu can't match it, let alone the king of ghosts?

"You don't look like you want to see me."

"Obviously I sent the hosta to you to vent your anger, why are you still so angry?"

Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou squatted down and looked up at Eri, and said obediently with his hands on his cheeks.

Eri lowered her eyes: "Do you take that jade hairpin as an apology?"

"Don't you hate that jade hairpin?"

There was a trace of innocence in the child's eyebrows.

While Tomioka Yoshiyuki was still in a daze, Tokito Muichiro was evoked with the memory of Yuzan.

In the wooden box that Shangxian Er who was beheaded by Eri took out, lay a rough jade hairpin that could be clearly carved by himself at a glance.

Did it come from the hands of Oni Wu Tsuji?

……

Shitou Muichiro raised his head in horror for a moment, and looked at Tomioka Yoshiyuki who was also slow to react on the other side, and saw the shock in his eyes.

Although Tomioka Yoshiyuki didn't know anything about Yuhan, he had a panoramic view of everything that happened and said from the time he entered the door.

Eri reveals the child's identity.

Ghost Mai Tsuji Mucan called Eri you.

What identity do you have that can make Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi call you respectfully?

All kinds of things superimposed together had to make their hair stand on end.

Why, as a member of the ghost killing team, Eri has such a strange intimacy and familiarity with the ghost king Onimai Tsuji?

But Eri didn't know about the stormy psychological activities of the two.

Oni Wu Tsuji snapped his fingers, and the drug dealer and servant standing by the door collapsed to the ground in an instant.

"You don't have to worry, I just let them sleep for a while." Guiwu Tsuji raised his hand, and an invisible force pushed Huili's wheelchair closer, and finally stopped in front of him.

He sat directly on the ground, resting his head on Huili's lap.

Eri raised her hand, signaling the two people holding the sabers to step back.

A strange sound of bones brittle suddenly sounded from the child's body. The child's body gradually twitched, and his appearance gradually became mature. Blood escaped from his body, and it was woven into a gorgeous robe and draped over the boy's body.

After everything was over, the one who appeared in front of Eri was the one in Eri's deepest memory, the 15-year-old Ghost Mai Tsuji.

It's just that the boy in Huili's memory had a sickly and pale face, while the boy lying on Huili's lap had a rosy, bright and colorful face.

Seeing Mumi's change in Onimai Tsuji, Tomioka and Shitou, who gritted their teeth and retreated to the gate to check the fainted people, gritted their teeth so tightly that they almost forgot to breathe.

What kind of monster is this...

"It was you who asked the twelfth moon to release the news, so you led me to check it out."

Eri raised her hand and gently stroked Oni Wu Tsuji's long hair that was scattered behind her back, guessing without any surprise: "You can see what you see in the eyes of the ghosts you created, right?"

"You saw me from that ghost's eyes, so you let that Shang Xian Er send the jade hairpin in front of me... But I didn't expect Shang Xian Er's sudden surprise to kill him there."

"Then you used all your tricks to spread the word and try to lure me out, and found out that the Ubuyashiki family wanted to cooperate with the western medicine industry, so you controlled this Mr. Pharmacist and handed over the invitation letter first..."

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, you haven't forgotten what I taught you back then."

This is simply ironic.

Oni Wu Tsuji didn't think there was anything Eri's words meant, he laughed slowly until his chest trembled.

"This is natural. I dare not forget every bit of you about you."

"But I want to ask..."

Onimai Tsuji Mumi's scarlet eyes like a beast instantly turned to Tokito Muichiro, and Tokito Muichiro was so excited that he almost threw the Japanese sword in his hand at him.

Onimai Tsuji Muyou didn't mind Shitomuichiro's subconscious movements.

Jealousy and hatred suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he gritted his teeth with extreme hatred and said:

"Back then, on that mountain, you protected this black-haired kid relentlessly."

"What? Is this your new adopted child? Or your own child?"

"My dear mother?"

? ? ? ? ?

After hearing what Onimai Tsuji said, Tokito Muichiro seemed to have been hit hard by a big bell on his head, and his mind was buzzing with shock.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi... called Eri's mother?

"Ah."

Huili chuckled mockingly, twisted his smooth black hair with her hands, and said with a half-smile: "My adopted child?"

"I have to say, Ghost Dance Tsuji is innocent."

"After you, I have adopted more than one child. They are more cute than each other, and they are more pleasing to me than each other."

"And what do you count?"

To be rough, it's not even a fart.

What qualifications does Ghost Dance Tsuji have to ask her why she adopted a new child?

The ancestor ghost was lying on the girl's lap, and the eyes were gradually filled with thick blood in places that Eili could not see.

why?

He is so good to him, he will like him and love him every day, and he will always be by his side and talk about it, so why is it unforgettable because of the mistakes he made for a while?

He turned into a ghost!He can't control himself! ! !

Why... can't you forgive him?

Oni Wu Tsuji turned his head in a daze, his strange eyes were fixed on Eri.

If his mother becomes like him, will he be able to understand him and forgive him?

These thoughts are almost only in one thought.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi stood up almost at a speed that humans couldn't see clearly, and raised his head to bite the slender neck that was close at hand.

But one hand was one step faster than him.

Just when Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou got up, a short knife with a cold light appeared in Eri's palm instantly, stabbing down fiercely.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of the sword piercing into the flesh and rubbing against the bone, the [Yakuken Toshiro], which was as long as a forearm, penetrated the temple of Onimai Tsuji, and nailed the head to his own through the temple. on the thigh.

Even if the thigh was pierced by the sword, Eili still asked softly without changing his face: "Wu Mi, what do you want to do?"

This is the first time since entering the door, Eri called Guiwu Tsuji so affectionately.

But the extremely fierce movements on the hands formed a huge contrast with the words.

Seeing the sudden change, the other two people present were stunned.

However, ecstasy suddenly and secretly appeared on Oni Wu Tsuji's face.

He felt his own blood slowly flow into Eili's body through the tight wound between the two, continuously flowing in bit by bit.

"what do you want to do?"

Eri still maintained this posture, continuing to say as if she didn't know anything: "Do you want to turn me into a ghost?"

Her hand continued to twist vigorously, causing Gui Wu Tsuji's blood to flow out continuously and at an accelerated speed.

Oni Wu Tsuji controlled blood to flow out of his body continuously, and then let the blood turn into a trickle and flow into Eri's body to dormant.

A little is not enough.

Ghost Mai Tsuji thought stubbornly.

His mother has amazing abilities, and is even loved by the gods because of this, and is favored by the gods.

So this is definitely not enough.

His mother was once above ten thousand people.

It was, it is, and it must be.

Countless blood belonging to the ancestor ghost poured into Eri's body, Oni Wu Tsuji raised his pale face and smiled strangely at Eri.

But he never imagined that he saw a familiar smile on Eili's face that controlled everything.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi used to like this kind of smile the most.

During those 15 years, his mother wore such a determined smile more than once, cutting down the willow trees in the whole palace for him to prevent the catkins from stimulating his illness, building a summer palace to guard against the summer heat, and helping him in autumn Clothes, winter laid earth dragons at the bottom of his palace.

But now.

Gui Wu Tsuji felt only a burst of horror.

His body trembled uncontrollably and wanted to leave, but the dagger, which looked ordinary at first, suddenly glowed with a divine light, making his eyes go dark, and the severe pain exploded in his mind.

"This is [Yakuken Fujishiro]." Eri twirled his dagger, and explained lightly: "As Fusangshen, although he is only ranked at the bottom of the 800 million Tianjin gods, he is still a god with a godhead."

Eri lowered her eyes, her eyes reflected Kiwu Tsuji's tragic appearance and ferocious face without any waves.

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, did you forget something?"

"The reason why Emperor Showa is so famous in history is not only because she is the first and only female emperor in history."

"It's also because she is a god."

She is full of traces, and is Amaterasu's darling.

Being favored by the gods and blessed by the gods, it is difficult for all evils to invade.

The power suppressed by Eri suddenly spread in the body, where the blood of all different species was purified, and fed back to Onimai Tsuji's body with divine power.

Kibu Tsujimu screamed in pain.

This situation reminded him of a person.

——Ji Guoyuan One.

The one who almost killed him was the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad who practiced the breath of the sun.

The body of the boy lying on Huili's lap gradually became swollen and distorted, his face ugly.

Immediately, the body exploded suddenly.

Countless inactive, discarded flesh and blood splattered all over Eri.And some small pieces of meat fled in all directions under Eili's indifferent gaze, and finally disappeared from sight.

Eili raised her hand to wipe her face with her sleeve, but the sleeve that was also stained with blood did not bring her any help.

"Tsk."

Eri clicked her tongue irritably.

At this time, a light blue handkerchief was handed to her.

"thank you."

Eri took it, and wiped her bloody face vigorously.

But strangely, the hand that handed her the handkerchief was still frozen in midair.

Eri looked up strangely, and saw Yoshiyuki Tomioka with a blank face looking down at her.

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The author has something to say: 7.5

Give no serious damage hahahahahahahahaha.

In fact, it’s not too long to calculate the Ghost Slayer...

☆感谢在2020-07-0421:58:19~2020-07-0522:34:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Skylark Division;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of Ying Fujishiro; 10 bottles of Ying Kong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!