[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

The dark night is always filled with an ominous atmosphere, a faint, and then gradually deepening smell of blood.

Aizawa Muha looked out the window, with a vague omen.

Intuition told Aizawa Muha that something was going to happen.

Putting down the book in his hand, Aizawa Muha picked up the umbrella on one side.

"Naruto—"

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"Ah, Miss Butterfly, stop struggling." The oak-haired ghost narrowed his eyes, curled his lips to look at the long black-haired woman not far away who was in a panic but still clenched the knife in her hand.

"Let me take you to Xiangjile, I like you very much, Kanae." Tong Mo waved his golden fan with a bright smile.

"Don't think about it!" The blood-stained woman in butterfly feather weaving on the opposite side clenched the knife in her hand, her eyes were firm: "I will never let any ghost go."

"Really." Tong Mo evoked a smile: "But I want to redeem Kanae."

"This world is too dark, come, let me take you to bliss."

"Heh." Butterfly Chana Hui chuckled and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "A man-eating ghost, is he qualified to say such things?"

Quietly glanced at the still gloomy sky, Butterfly Kanae couldn't help but smiled wryly.

I'm sorry, Shinobu, my sister didn't do it.

With the determination to die, Butterfly Kanae raised the knife in her hand.

"Breath of Flowers. Form of One!"

"bell--"

Following Muha Aizawa's movements, there was a crisp sound on the handle of the umbrella.

A little bit of recollection, the former style in memory - Butterfly Chana Hui seems to have died in Tong Mo's hands.

The woman who met once was gentle and always so understanding.

Moreover, since the death of her sister, Butterfly Ninja has also changed...

And it was the death of Butterfly Chana Hui that made Die Die Ren kill Tong Mo at his own expense in the future.

very sad ending...

Tong Mo is not in the Bliss Sect, which confirms Aizawa Muyu's guess.

Hope, catch up.

"Pfft!" Another mouthful of blood spewed out, and the ice crystals suspended in the air froze the alveoli, making breathing gradually difficult.

Butterfly Chanae knelt down on the ground holding the broken knife, blood meandering down from her mouth.But the pair of eyes are still unwilling to open, biting the lower lip tightly.

I couldn't breathe, the air I inhaled was poisonous at the beginning, although I tried to stabilize it with breathing immediately, it still spread.

It won't last long, and the lungs have been overwhelmed by such a long-term persistence, and every breath is painful.

It's a pity, it's a pity that we didn't make it to dawn.

Butterfly Kanae clenched the knife tightly, with unwillingness in her eyes.

The powerful Shangxian ghost in front of her will kill other innocent people and her companions after her death.

Thinking of this, Butterfly Kanae's heart hurts unbearably.

"Let me lead Kanae to bliss."

The ghost in front of him approached with a smile, his iridescent eyes were emotionless.

Are you going to die, obviously it will be dawn soon - obviously just hold on for a while...

Why, can't he be stronger, that way, at least he can be kept.In this way, there will be no other sacrifices.

It's just that I'm afraid I'm going to be sad, I'm really an incompetent sister.

Also, I failed my lord's expectations...

Holding the broken knife firmly in her hand, Butterfly Kanae supported herself and stood up.

Even though he was staggering, he still raised the broken knife in his hand.

"I will never let you go..."

"Ah, I'm really surprised." Tong Mo pretended to be surprised and said, "However, this kind of Kanae makes me like it even more, and I want to give you salvation even more."

Tong Mo smiled and raised his blood-stained sharp fan: "So, let me give Kanae a ride."

"bell--"

An abrupt bell rang, attracting the attention of both of them.

The chill that was originally in the air began to subside little by little, revealing the ghost behind the fog.

He was dressed in white and held an umbrella in his hand.

The fog gradually receded, revealing the true face of the "ghost".

Butterfly Kanae, who was still wary of the extra ghosts, froze for a moment when she saw that face, and felt a little familiar with those cold eyes of different colors.

who is it?ghost?But it's not like, a strong sense of violation.

The ghost did not cooperate, but he was even more puzzled when he saw that the original Shangxian ghost suddenly put away his fan and said hello with a smile.

"Ale, it's Yu."

"What are you doing, Tong Mo?" The visitor tilted his head and shook the umbrella handle.

"Isn't that obvious." Tong Mo narrowed his iridescent eyes and said with a smile, "I am bringing relief to Miss Butterfly, but I fell in love with Kanae immediately at first sight."

"Oh. Your liking is really hypocritical." Aizawa Muha sneered: "I'm talking, do you have feelings? Do you know what liking is? Do you have other emotions in your numb and empty heart?"

Tong Mozhuang tapped his palm lightly in embarrassment: "This really makes me sad, Yu."

"Heh." Aizawa Muha chuckled, and turned his gaze to Butterfly Kanae.

Although he was seriously injured, he still held the knife tightly and refused to fall down. He was really strong.

Facing Butterfly Kanae's eyes, Aizawa Muha was stunned for a moment, then turned away calmly.

"A lot of people from the ghost killing team are rushing over."

"Really? We were discovered so quickly." Tong Mo seemed a little embarrassed: "That can only be resolved quickly."

"Huh?" Tong Mo looked at Aizawa Muha who was tugging on his sleeve in surprise, and when he lowered his head, he saw the face with pursed lips.

"Is Yu worried about me?" Tong Mo said with a smile: "Don't worry. A few ghost killing teams can still handle it. But in order to reduce trouble, we should be faster. After all, the ghost killing team is bigger than flies. annoying existence."

"You think too highly of yourself." Aizawa Muha said coldly, "It's just disgusting."

Redemption or something, it's ridiculous.

"Huh?" Tong Mo thought for a while and added: "Indeed, this scene is not suitable for children."

The corner of Aizawa Muyu's mouth twitched, and he directly grabbed Tong Mo's hand.

The cold hand, with sticky liquid and rotten and disgusting smell, made Aizawa Wuha frowned.

Seeing the dissipating ice crystals in the air and the gradually dissipating temperature, Tong Mo looked straight into Aizawa Muha's eyes.

Butterfly Chanae felt that the momentary chill in the air subsided, and her breathing became much easier.

Looking at the white figure, Butterfly Kanae's eyes were complicated.

Who is it... why does it feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

Moreover, it is obviously a ghost, why should I help her.

Moreover, as Shangxian San's attitude towards him...

So many doubts, feelings, deep sadness, those eyes of different colors.

"Okay, okay, since this is Yu's request." Tong Mo waved his hands with a smile, and then said to Kanae with a regretful face: "It's only next time. I'm really sorry, after all, Yu doesn't like it."

The curved iridescent eyes were filled with deep malice.

"Goodbye, Miss Butterfly. I will definitely bring you salvation next time."

The ghost in the gaze has lost its trace, and the look back with the pair of different-colored pupils before leaving reminded Butterfly Kanae.

It turned out that it was... him.

The smiling face in memory has now turned cold, with numb eyes.

Did you lose your family...

Have you been turned into a ghost? How sad it should be.

Finally unable to support himself, he fell down, the knife still tightly held in his hand.

I'm so powerless, I can't help at all.

It's really, really sad.

She couldn't do anything, and could only watch helplessly.

A drop of tear slipped from the corner of his eye, watching the familiar figure running over slowly close his eyes.

"Shin-sister is really useless..."

"elder sister!"

God, it's still dark.There is still some time before dawn.

"Let go." Aizawa Wuyu frowned, watching Tong Mo holding his hand.

Tong Mo let go: "Really, it's rare for Yu to speak so proactively."

Seeing the blood stains on those white hands became more conspicuous, Tong Mo's eyes darkened.

I really think, I really want to see that little body soaked in blood, it should be very beautiful.Will those heterochromatic pupils become hollow and numb?Really looking forward to that day.

He didn't mind someone wiping the blood on his body with a look of disgust, but instead thoughtfully handed him a clean handkerchief.

After wiping his hands clean, Aizawa Muyu returned the handkerchief on his hand to Tong Mo with a look of disgust.

Tong Mo took it with a smile and didn't say anything.

Aizawa Muha raised the umbrella and carried it on his shoulder: "It's almost dawn, I'm leaving first."

"Don't go to my Wan Shi Bliss Cult?"

"No need." After Aizawa Muha finished speaking, he turned and left.

It's a joke, if it wasn't for something, he wished he could stay as far away as possible.

"It's really unfeeling." Tong Mo squinted his rainbow-colored eyes, and said as he looked at the leaving figure.

"Well, it's almost dawn. Forget it, let's go back first."