[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

Floating in the chaos, my thoughts gradually returned, and then gradually became clear.

How long has it been?

When I opened my eyes again, it felt like a world away.

There was no movement in the familiar place.In the empty room, there was only the sound of eyelashes flapping.

He opened his hazy eyes and sat up slowly.

The body is so heavy, and there is a feeling of uncontrollable powerlessness.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his lips parted slightly.

His eyes were blank, and he sat up straight without focusing.

It took him a long time to react, he turned his head stiffly, and then pushed aside the bed curtain.

It was only when I got out of bed that I realized something was different, and my chaotic mind was stuck for a long time before it stopped on the feet that were obviously one size bigger.

I used to sit on the bed and jump down, why did I just take one foot down and hit the ground today?

Blinking his eyes slowly, he raised his hand.

The hands are also a size bigger, not a little fleshy, but slender, although they are still pale.

Aizawa Muha stared blankly for a long time before he understood a fact.

This is, grow taller?

This was something that he had been looking forward to for a long time, Aizawa Muha's eyes lit up a little, and he stood up while supporting the bed.

The movement was a little wobbly, but he managed to stand up.Stretching out his hands and looking down, indeed, he has grown a lot taller.

He stretched out his hand and gestured a few times above his head, then flattened his mouth again.

Although he has grown taller, he is still about thirteen or fourteen years old, and even 1.6 meters may be a bit reluctant.

But it's better than before, so he comforted himself.

It's just a movement of getting up and standing up, and I feel a little tired.

Just woke up, not fully recovered yet.

I searched around to find a mirror, and then looked around.

The familiar face in the mirror has grown back, not much different from before, but the baby fat is gone, at least not without pouting.The pair of heterochromatic pupils are no longer round, but a bit elongated.However, it seems that his face is getting paler?

Black curly hair hung in front of his forehead, slightly covering half of his face.

Aizawa Muha stretched out his hand and scratched his face, then pouted his mouth: "It wasn't so obvious before, but now it looks more like Boss Scrap."

What is carved out of a mold is originally a person.

Before going out, I saw the umbrella on the table, picked it up and opened it.

Familiar feel, still sharp edges, not a trace of dust, it looks like someone knows, and Bugui is always taking care of it.

Although he was unhappy, only Tong Mo had the spare time and thought.

Closing the umbrella on his hand as a crutch, Aizawa Muha slowly moved towards the door.

Body control is not very coordinated yet, a little wobbly, but eventually I got used to it.

Wei Wei straightened his clothes, brushed his hair back, Aizawa Muha narrowed his eyes, and pushed open the door.

It was night outside, and there was no movement of people or ghosts.

Back then he purposely found a remote place, presumably no one would come except those ghosts.

The current Tong Mo should be in the main hall, and it is impossible for Yiwozuo to appear here without incident.As for You Kong, where he is, Aizawa Muha is not sure.

"bell--"

In the empty corridor, there was only the crisp sound of the bell on the umbrella handle, and Aizawa Muha walked barefoot in the middle of the corridor.

The movements are relatively slow, but they gradually become familiar.

Just as Aizawa Muha lowered his head and focused on walking seriously, a familiar voice came from the front.

"grown ups--"

Aizawa Muha raised his head and saw Yukong hurriedly rushing towards this side, but before Aizawa Wuha could reply, a disgusted breath came from behind him.

Frowning, the umbrella in his hand swept over subconsciously, but a cold hand grabbed his wrist, and then the hand lost strength, and the umbrella fell down.

"Ah, I'm very sad that Yu treats me like this just after waking up." The cold breath that was close at hand hit the ear pinna, arousing goosebumps all over his body: "Obviously, I have always taken care of Yu coming."

Tong Mo's tone of pretending to be aggrieved made Aizawa Muyu deeply disgusted, and then kicked him without hesitation.

"Liu Li Sao"

The iron chain burning with icy blue flame lightly encircled Aizawa Muha's waist, and then was taken backward.

Passing by was the iron chain attacking towards Tong Mo. Although Tong Mo jumped away easily, it still left a few deep marks on the ground.

There is progress, You Kong.

Turning around, he saw Youkong with a serious face manipulating the glazed lamp with a serious expression.

"My lord..." Seeing Aizawa Wuha's gaze, You Kong withdrew his hand aggrievedly.

"You Kong has made great progress." Aizawa Muha smiled and patted You Kong's head.

With his current height, he can still touch it when standing on tiptoe, and Youkong cooperates very well every time.

"My lord, you have been sleeping for a long time..." You Kong rubbed the glazed lamp anxiously with his hand, hesitating for a long time before choking out a word.

"Really, how long have you been sleeping?" Aizawa Muyu raised a slight arc, manipulated the glass lamp to retrieve his umbrella, and casually blocked Tong Mo's movement to follow.

"Hmm... one month, two months..." Youkong recalled seriously.

Aizawa Muha laughed helplessly, ghosts don't care much about time, it's normal not to remember.

"It's more than ten months~" Tong Mo shouted not far behind, and was gagged by the iron chain that followed.

Aizawa Muha slightly tilted his head, evoking a cold smile: "I didn't ask you to answer."

Looking at Aizawa Wuyu who squinted his eyes and smiled dangerously, Tong Mo silently took back the pace he wanted to keep up with, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really different..."

Although some limbs are uncoordinated, after getting used to it, I feel much better than before.

There are many restrictions due to the reason that it was limited to height in the past.And when I wake up, I feel much better.

It can't be said that I am not hungry anymore, anyway, I don't have that burning feeling in my stomach anymore.

The sleeping time this time was okay, not beyond Aizawa Muha's expectation.After waking up, he practiced with You Kong to get used to his current body as soon as possible.

Aizawa Muha retracted the umbrella, glanced at the gradually brightening sky, and beckoned Yukong to go in together.

It's almost time.