[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

The sudden movement made everyone present vigilant.

The sharp nails are still glowing red.It belongs to the hand of a ghost, and it has been in contact with it all the time, and it is very familiar.

The sharp nails can cut people's necks and stomachs, and they are sharp weapons of ghosts.Although, the breath is not like the disgusting feeling in the past.

Undead Kawa Minami, who was holding the knife, was stunned, and the movement of the knife falling was stopped by a bandaged hand, which was so dazzling.

The disgust in the eyes was even deeper, but no one saw the disappointment in the depths of the eyes, maybe even I didn't notice it myself.

What am I looking forward to...

With a thud, the sack shattered, and then a figure in a large black cloak was seen, and a pale chin with tightly pursed lips could be vaguely seen.

The swung knife circled in the air and attacked the ghost in front of him, but was dodged.

The strength is great, which is the nature of ghosts, but the movement of the ghost in front of him has a way to be found. It seems to know the sword technique and how to avoid it easily.

Underestimated——

Immortal Kawa Miniya clenched his sword tightly as he gave a look that I could solve for the enthusiastic people who wanted to come forward to help.

The sun outside was very strong, which made Aizawa Muyu feel that the burning pain could be felt through a layer of cloth.

The bandages on the left hand were removed so that only the right hand could move.

The uncovered left hand was pulling the cloak inside so that it would not fall under violent movements.The right hand extended its nails, receiving the attack from the person in front of it.

It is really inconvenient to not have a weapon. Although the nails are very sharp, it is still a little bit reluctant to touch the sun wheel knife.

The one with scars on his face in front of him is Fengzhu, Immortal Kawasami, with a fierce expression and menacing aura.

The attack was fierce, and he was restrained in the sun and without a weapon, but he could barely handle it.

"What are you hiding! Come on! Attack, don't you know vampirism! Use it!"

Undead Kawa Minya's expression was very excited, but also a little angry.

Muyu Aizawa, who was barely coping with it, really wanted to shout: Come and fight me at night if you have the ability! Return the weapon to me if you have the ability!

Attacks are getting faster and faster, and there are no rules for tricks, so it is hard to guard against.What's more, he didn't keep his merits, and didn't care whether he would get hurt at all.

Therefore, while barely avoiding the attack, it is also necessary to deal with not being injured.

It's even more troublesome.

The other people watching the battle looked at the ghost with unknown meaning, suffocated in his movements, and paid attention not to hurt the undead Kawasami who didn't care about it.

It's weird—but why, don't try your best, and try your best not to hurt people.

How can ghosts that don't harm people exist?

Seeing the Immortal Kawa Miniya who was rushing up, completely undefended, almost hitting his hand, Aizawa Muha was stunned, then hurriedly changed his movements, and then there was the sound of the knife sinking into the flesh and blood.

There was a moment of astonishment in the black eyes, and then he watched the green blade being drawn out of his body.

The drawn knife brought out a string of blood beads, which looked beautiful in the sun.Then it was replaced by a sharp pain in my left shoulder.

He staggered back a few steps in embarrassment, and clutched his left shoulder with his right hand helplessly.

I underestimated the repulsion of the Sun Wheel Knife, the first contact, the reaction was a bit violent.

It was hot like being burned by fire, and the wound did not heal with time, but it tended to get worse.

All his strength seemed to be used to resist the enlargement of the wound, but the wound was still painful, and it was difficult to even raise his hand.

The blood was wet, and then slipped down the gap between the fingertips that were covering it, and dripped to the ground.

The blood splattered on the ground, and then as if being evaporated, it stinged and dissipated...

Well, I can't help it...

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the shadow above. Immortal Kawa Minami behind him was stunned for a moment and then rushed over with the knife.

Sitting upright on it was their trusted lord. Aizawa Muha's action made everyone vigilant, and they moved together, holding the knife handle, ready to kill at any time.

Butterfly Kanae in front of her stood in front of the lord with a smile on her face, with a vigilant expression.

You can see the person sitting upright behind Butterfly Chanae, with a calm expression, always wearing a faint smile, which makes people feel calm inexplicably.

Instead of going towards Butterfly Kanae and the others, Aizawa Muha chose the farthest place and jumped up.

Just kidding, he doesn't want to be beaten by nine, no, ten.

There was a sense of crisis behind him, and Aizawa Muha, who had already set foot on the porch, ducked down, but the hood that was not tugged was blown off by the startled wind.

The black hair unfolded instantly like a blooming flower.But Aizawa Muha didn't have time to care about the dropped hood, his scalp tightened when he stood up, and then his eyes blurred.

He knew that this too long hair would cheat him one day.

The moment he rushed forward, Aizawa Muha could see his long, raven-colored hair, which reached the ground because he squatted down, and then became agitated because he stood up...

He didn't want to say anything, and couldn't—

"Bang!"

Everyone with excellent dynamic vision, no, except for the rock pillar and the lord, all saw that suspicious unknown object being stepped on the sole of their feet, and then——

Aizawa Muha, who simply rolled in a circle, knelt up on the spot in a dizzy state, and saw something in a daze...

Oh, the watching eyes.

Subconsciously touched the hat, and finally touched his long hair and the hair scattered in front of him——

Oh hoo, oops...

Seeing the familiar figure approaching, especially the gloomy expression, he became sober for an instant, then ignored the severe pain on his body, and struggled to get up.

Immortal Kawasami looked at this scene and was stunned.Then, looking at the figure who got up, he grasped the knife tightly and wanted to step forward when he saw the white blade across his chest.

Then he looked up along the knife, and saw Tokito Muichiro with a gloomy and complicated expression.

Tokito Muichiro has always had an expression that he doesn't care about everything, except for the lord's order.

but now……

Tokito Muichiro's rare expression and abrupt movements attracted everyone's attention.

Shitou Muichiro is very talented and very young, so although he has a calm expression and doesn't care about anything, everyone pays more attention to and takes care of him.

And the expression now is unprecedented, especially heavy.So for a while, everyone looked at Wuichiro in a daze, ignoring the situation above, until Wuichiro walked over with a knife in his hand.

Unable to use his left hand, he staggered to his feet and saw the person walking in front of him.

The white blade was shining brightly under the sun, the light blue eyes were slightly lowered, and the inside was a darkness that had never been seen before.

That face was expressionless, but Aizawa Muha felt extremely cold.

Holding his chest weakly with one hand, his lips and teeth are slightly parted.

"It's really a disgusting blood ghost technique..." The tone was light, but the words that came out were extremely cold.

"Although I don't know where you know what he looks like, but it's really disgusting!" He tilted his head slightly, and then slowly raised the white knife in his hand.

Everyone present changed their expressions when they heard this, and then looked at the ghost above with even more disgust.

They all understood the meaning of this sentence, and it was because of this that they felt it was too much.

Everyone in the Ghost Killing Squad has a sad past, and there are some things that cannot be mentioned, just like the deepest scars in their hearts.The vampire technique of disguising someone else's face is really disgusting.

Butterfly Chanae's expression was a bit complicated, looking at the face hidden under the black curly hair, there was deep thought in her eyes.

familiar face...

"Unforgivable..." the person posing as him.

The person who has already left, but is deeply engraved in my heart and mind.

His existence is like God's redemption for them, how can he be defiled by creatures like ghosts!

It is impossible to connect the unforgivable existence of the person in that memory with the ghost, how could it be possible, his feathers have already passed away and been lost.

The cold words made Aizawa Wuyu fall into a deep cave, even losing the right to breathe.

Looking at those familiar pale blue eyes with a strange look of disgust, I suddenly felt hopeless.

"I..." His lips parted slightly, and before a complete sentence could be uttered, the sharp blade had already struck.

The white light is very dazzling.

A sense of crisis, the body subconsciously wants to avoid the attack towards the neck, but loses the ability to act.

At that moment, I suddenly felt extremely powerless, and the tip of my nose was sore, but I woke up in the next moment.

No, the only thing I can't do is die at the hands of Muichiro...

The hand reached out to hold the blade, and a few strands of long black hair were cut off.The sharp blade drew a sharp arc, reflecting the wide-open black eyes.

As if to match Aizawa Muha's movements, the sword stopped the moment he raised his hand and did not continue.

Looking up in surprise, he saw the struggle and hesitation in those pale blue eyes.

The corners of the mouth curled up bitterly, and the eyes narrowed slightly, trying to suppress the sour feeling in the eyes.

"Only—I don't want to be, Muichiro..."

The bandages wrapped around the eyes fell down in circles, revealing the original face.

The person in front of him froze, and then the knife he held trembled slightly.

"Really, too much..." With a hoarse voice, Muichiro showed a familiar but stiff smile.

You can feel the entanglement and struggle of the person holding the knife, and the blade is trembling slightly.

The light blue eyes filled with mist, and then turned into big drops of tears that fell down.His mouth opened wide as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Did you recognize it?However, I really hope that I will not be recognized, such an ugly and ugly me.

His eyes filled with water clearly reflected his own face, the self that had already burst into tears.

The pupils of different colors are ugly, especially the dazzling red, which I despise.

It turned out that before I knew it, I couldn't control my tears.

"Don't...don't..." Don't look at me who is so ugly.

He covered his eyes weakly with one hand, and then the corner of his mouth curled up in a bitter arc, making a decision in his heart.

The blade on the neck was taken off after shaking violently, and at that moment, something happened suddenly.

"Bloodshot Gu"

The blood in the air flew up, forming a slender but tough blood thread.

The bloodshot dancing in the air was glowing faintly, and through the layers of bloodshot, one could see the ghost on the opposite side slowly evoking a familiar smile.

'Sorry - Muichiro'

The light blue eyes with watery eyes widened in horror, and then stretched out his hand weakly like a drowning person.

The figure turned around briskly and ran towards the sun not far behind him.

Passing by, you can still see the black hair brushing in front of your eyes.He stretched out his hand feebly, but only grabbed the black cloak.

The black cloak fell off, revealing the blood-stained white clothes, which was so dazzling.

He ran towards the sun without hesitation, and at that moment, he seemed to return to the feeling of powerlessness at that time.

"feather!"

Suddenly feel that the sun - is so dazzling.

Below is a group of people who were vigilant with the handle of the knife in their hands, but they were slightly stunned when they saw his unhesitating movements.

The sun is close at hand, only a finger away.There was a desperate and heart-piercing voice behind him, even though his heart was in severe pain, he couldn't turn his head back.

The strange-colored eyes widened slightly, with a surprised expression, and then watched the sun get farther and farther away from him.

The hands behind her were grabbed, and then they were taken backwards vigorously.

Suddenly, there was no time to react.

Turning her head slightly, she saw the smiling Butterfly Kanae, but her expression was a little serious at this time.

"No, Yujiro."

His vision was slightly blurred, and he could only vaguely feel that he was being dragged back, and then thrown towards Wuichiro by Butterfly Kanae.

The hand holding her tightly behind her was so hard, but she was careful to move lightly as if she was afraid of hurting him.

Muichiro, who was trembling all over, hugged the ghost in his arms helplessly, and there was a suppressed broken whine.

Looking at Muichiro who was crying weakly buried on the side of his neck, Aizawa Muha slowly showed a tired smile.

She wanted to reach out and touch him, but her hand could be seen falling weakly through her gradually blurred vision.

"feather!"

It was really useless, at the last moment when the consciousness dissipated, you could see the hand that was holding the handle of the knife so hard that it turned white.

Sorry, Muichiro, I'll just sleep for a while...