[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

Under the cover of night, the subtle trembling and panic were covered up, and in a blink of an eye, there were cold, flawless red eyes.

In the oppressive atmosphere, even the breath was held subconsciously, and then there was a trembling sound, full of panic and subtle expectations: "Brother, brother..."

"elder brother!"

If it is swearing, or directly waving a knife, no matter how bad the attitude and words are, it will not be such a special torment.

Things like what I have been trying my best not to think of all the time were picked up naked, revealing the bloody inside.

...Why, under such circumstances, is she still so gentle.

Compared with the last time we met, the body of the black-haired boy was a little longer, and his black hair had also grown a lot, tied into a neat ponytail.Wearing a black team uniform, his hands trembled, but he held the handle of the knife tightly.

It can be seen that after undergoing great changes, the child who was full of smiles and gentle expressions in the past is growing rapidly.

But... such flustered and expectant eyes made Wuyu more tormented and uncomfortable, as if he was being burned by a raging fire all the time, and the wound was reopened again and again, bloody and bloody.

"Brother! Don't go!" The fragmented voice was hoarse and weeping, as if to endure the outbreak after a long time: "Don't, don't lose it!"

Like a child trying to get what he wants by cheating, but those black eyes are full of panic and anxiety, and the light inside shatters little by little with the quiet time.

"Draw the knife." With a cold tone, no other emotions could be seen on his expressionless face, Wu Yu spoke lightly, looking at the child whose eyes were quickly filled with water vapor, covering up all the fluctuations.

Although the time is tight, but since we met, it must be destined to come to an end.

"Draw out the sword, Akimoto will help you."

The words without any emotion seemed to freeze every inch of the blood vessels, so strange and terrifying.

Xin Zhu wiped away the wet corners of his eyes, recalling the more determined attitudes of the other two brothers, he clenched his teeth and pulled out the knife.

Wu Yu lowered his eyes, and raised his hand indifferently to the attacking blade.

"Xinsuke Akimoto, as a swordsman, remember, don't let go of the knife in your hand. No matter who it is."

With a bang, the blue blade fell to the ground. The boy who was strangled by the neck gritted his teeth, and tremblingly grabbed the cold hand on the neck. His lips squirmed several times, but he couldn't say a word.

The transparent water slid from the cheeks and dripped onto the pale hands. The temperature it carried was so scorching hot that it seemed to melt.

"elder brother……"

"Never, don't keep your hands on ghosts who shouldn't be merciful. You still don't understand, Qiuyuan Xinzhu." Wu Yu said with a blank face, and gradually strengthened his hands.

The sharp fingertips pierced the slender neck, bringing up a few drops of blood, and a pair of black eyes gradually dimmed.

The other hand hidden behind was trembling and clenched, piercing even harder into his palm.

"Water Breathing! Four Types!"

The old man with the red tengu mask swung a strong attack, and then snatched the young man with dim and empty eyes.

Wu Yu was not in love with fighting, but just looked at Lin Taki through the red mask, then turned and left.

Behind him, the young man, who was still coughing violently, yelled one last time, "Brother!"

————————————————————

The long red hair at the end was gathered up and tied behind the head, as if the people in the house had already expected the sudden visit.

"You're here, Zhihuo." The man whose face was almost covered with horrific scars had a gentle tone, just like the flat tone he used every time he returned from a mission.

Tianyin didn't have an outlet, she just supported the lord who couldn't sit still.

Zhihuo raised his hand to cover his face lightly: "Sure enough... I still have no resistance to this kind of direct tenderness..."

These words made the lord chuckle, and then coughed violently again.

"I don't need to say more about nostalgia. After all, before I left, I had a lot of nostalgia." Zhihuo forced himself not to look at those forgiving eyes, and hardened his heart: "Without your victory, it would not be complete."

The lord was a little surprised, and raised a hopeful arc: "You guessed it."

Zhihuo rubbed his head and sighed: "Isn't it easy to guess what you think?"

"However, it's not worth it. As I said, no matter who is missing, the victory will not be complete. Moreover, the two ladies are still young, so there is no need to ruin them, you and your wife."

Looking at the lord who was coughing and unable to make a sound, Mrs. Tian Yin, who already knew what the lord wanted to say, smiled bitterly, but there was no complaint in her eyes: "This is the mission of our Ubuyashiki lineage. If we can dedicate ourselves to this, we will have nothing to lose." regret."

Zhihuo was silent for a long time, then let out a low laugh, and finally bent his eyes and showed a sincere smile: "It's okay... please leave it to me, as your swordsman, if you still admit it, please trust me……"

————————————————————

The night wind blew, but it didn't dispel the tense atmosphere. It seemed that the smell of blood could be faintly smelled.

The sound of knives being unsheathed one after another.

"Lord!"

"Master!!"

The strong men of the Ghost Killing Squad looked at that loathsome figure, their eyes were red, their teeth were clenched, and their anger was mixed with cruelty.

"Ghost dance Tsuji no miserable!!"

The man with short black hair turned his head, his red pupils were cold and bottomless, and he exuded a rotten aura of disgust and disgust.

"Tsk, boring bug, trouble." With a cold face, Wu Mi looked at those approaching people with disdain, and said expressionlessly: "Naru."

"Naruto?"

Not as expected, those unnecessary and annoying figures did not disappear, but got closer.

"Naruto, what are you doing!"

"Breath of the rock! Four-shaped!"

"Ghost dance Tsuji no misfortune! Suffer death!"

The wind pillars and rock pillars who arrived first swung their weapons, but they were easily swept away by the wriggling, disgusting tentacles.

However, no one was discouraged, and they all attacked in one go.

"Oh, some boring little bugs." Wuyou said with a blank expression, and then his eyes fell on the "Yaoya Miyashiki" who was still kneeling on the spot, and used the blood ghost technique to block the attacks of other ghost killers. Get close, and use a large area attack to sweep away those annoying "bugs".

"Lord!"

In the widened eyes, there was anxiety and anger.

Can't keep up!

"Shitou Muichiro!" The boy with the same mint-colored gradient hair opened his eyes wide and shouted through gritted teeth.

With a tacit understanding, Shitou Ichiro who was not far away understood, and then with the help of Ichiro, he rushed over as fast as possible.

"Kasumi's Breath! Five Forms!"

The disgusting tentacles were cut off, but more stretched out at the same time.

"Narina! What are you doing! You haven't sent them away yet!" Wu Mi who was interrupted again was very unhappy and said furiously.

There was a strange scent of wisteria flowers, and then in a situation that Wu Mi did not expect, the "person" who was sitting in the same place disappeared.

One hand easily picked up Tokitomu Ichiro's collar, and mercilessly flung it back under the astonished gaze of his widened pale blue eyes.

The unspoken words were blocked by the choked air in his mouth.From the corner of the eye, I saw a piece of black clothes corners floating up.

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, open your ornamental eyes and take a good look at who I am." Like a ghost that came quietly, it fell lightly halfway behind, and the red liquid all over the sky twisted into a sharp and changeable shape. of strips.

The icy arc, the same red eyes, and long black hair raised slightly.

The same appearance made my heart feel a bit colder.

It's not that everyone didn't realize it, it's just that they had consciously ignored it in the past, but now that they saw it directly, they felt cold sweat running down their backs.

"Yu!" Shitou Muichiro shouted, but no one responded to him.

The red color in the sky was distorted and deformed, and several imperceptible threads were entangled in the pale fingertips, which meandered to nowhere, and then as the hands were slowly closed, they were stretched apart one by one.

"Zheng-"

The sound of strings rising out of nowhere, and then the door suddenly appeared, and the sudden sense of weightlessness——

The pale blue eyes were full of anxiety, but there was no time to glance at the familiar figure.Under the feet, there is a sudden sense of weightlessness, and then surrounded by void.

From the beginning to the end, that person did not look back.

————————————————————

The ferocious and twisted tendrils danced around, covered with black barbs, probably with a single swing, it should grab half of the body.

"Wu, Yu." Wu Mi said word by word, with no surprise on his expression, he sneered: "It's really embarrassing, didn't it end up in this detested, inhuman and ghostly appearance?"

"How about it, the feeling of being betrayed by everyone, disgusting. No one will believe you, everyone betrays your relatives, and even your family members swing their knives at you, wishing to kill you. How about it, despair?"

Wu Yu sneered, and casually raised an arc, his eyes were cold and terrifying: "It's really stupid, since thousands of years ago, the one who has been deep in the abyss of despair, isn't it you, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi?"

"Forced to hide in the dark, disgusted and abandoned by the sun, do you even hate your ghostly appearance?"

"Shut up!" Gui Wu Tsuji Mushou made a hideous face, and the veins on his forehead stood up.

"For a long time, that poor person is just yourself, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi, what you are chasing to overcome the sunshine is something you will never be able to achieve."

With the stern sound of the wind, Oni Wu Tsuji had a hideous face and activated the blood ghost technique.

But the figure in front of him didn't hide or dodge, with a disgusted and indifferent smile on his face, as if everything was so careless. "Pfft, Ghost Wu Tsuji, you are just a coward who is afraid of death."

There was an exceptionally pleasant chuckle, and the wide-eyed Wu Cang watched the target suddenly disappear out of thin air, and then a big pit appeared where he was standing.

The □□ smell, the spark that came from nowhere, ignited the restless night.

"Bang! Boom!"

The flames soaring into the sky and the loud sound rushed towards the face with the heat of the flames.In the flames, the expressionless Wuyu wiped off the blood on his cheeks indifferently, and his eyes were extremely cold against the scorching flames.

"I'm going."

"Ah."

The figure in purple gradient haori, who had stood for an unknown amount of time, turned around and left after saying something in a low voice. Following the control of the red silk thread, he jumped into the door that appeared out of thin air——