[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

"Is this okay? I'm not sure..." Aizawa Muha lowered his eyes, and held the sleeve corner of the person in front of him.

"That's the lord you all admire and respect, in case I..."

Wisteria Zhihuru turned around with a smile, and rubbed Aizawa Muha's head.

"It's okay, I believe in you. And the lord is willing to give it a try." Wisteria Zhihuo pulled up the cloak for Aizawa Muha: "Besides, I don't want to see the lord getting weaker and weaker. So, if it can be successful, it would be great Thank you Feather."

"It's okay, I'm here." Wisteria Zhihuo comforted.

Aizawa Muha was a little more confident and raised his head.Although I just have this idea, I am not 100% sure of success.

The door was pushed open, and Aizawa Muha walked in behind Wisteria Zhihuru.

There is a faint smell of wisteria flowers inside, but it seems to be dredged in advance to take care of this ghost.In addition, it has a strong medicinal smell.

When I walked in, I saw a woman as beautiful as a birch tree fairy with white hair.

"Chihiru, Aizawa-kun."

"It's been a long time, Mrs. Tianyin."

Tianyin pursed her lips and smiled: "It's okay."

After seeing Aizawa Muha's face, Amane was also surprised, but immediately returned to her original posture.

"Really, thank you very much—" Tianyin bowed solemnly, and said sincerely, "Thank you very much, Aizawa-kun, I will always remember this kindness in my heart."

The tone of the bent woman was a little trembling, and her expression was a little excited.

Tianyin felt that she couldn't do anything, she could only watch her husband get weaker day by day.Every time I see the scars spreading, I feel a burst of powerless sadness.

Therefore, even if the person in front of her is a ghost, something she has hated for thousands of years, she is still grateful.

Now, she's just a wife worried about her husband.

Aizawa Muha was in a mess, he didn't know how to deal with this situation, so he could only turn his eyes to Wisteria Zhihuo for help.

Wisteria Zhihuo went forward to help Tianyin up, and shook her head to signal that she didn't mind.

"Tianyin, don't make things difficult for Wuyu." A gentle voice came from behind the cloak, but with perennial weakness.

Walking over, I saw Yoya Miyayashiki being supported by Butterfly Kanae.

After seeing him, Butterfly Kanae smiled at him, and walked over with the help of the lord.

Tianyin stepped forward to take over, and Butterfly Kanae retreated to Wisteria Zhihuo.

This was the first time Muha Aizawa looked at this face so carefully, and it was also the first time he felt this aura up close.

Ubuyashiki, the cursed bloodline.

The body has been gradually dying, with a faint smell of decay.But there was always a faint smile on that face, as if the pain had been forgotten.

Yuya Ubuyashiki is really a special existence.Even if you have reached the end, you can still bring salvation to others.

"Don't worry." Seemingly aware of Aizawa Muha's thoughts, Ubuyashiki Yoya comforted him, "This is the sin of our Ubuyashiki clan for thousands of years, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. Muyu doesn't have to bear the burden."

"I've already made up my mind, and the appearance of Wu Yu is like a surprise. Whether it will succeed or not, there is no burden."

The gentle voice has a special magical power, which makes Aizawa Muha's heart calm down at once.The whole room was very quiet, except for the sound of breathing.

"Well, I will work hard." Aizawa Muha said with a smile.

He will work hard, work hard to cut off this unsatisfactory curse, not only now, but also in the future, until Guiwu Tsuji is completely reduced-this is what he bears with his current identity, and his fate is so determined.

Yuya Shiki, the obstetrician, was supported to sit down, and Mrs. Tianyin knelt beside her and supported her.

Aizawa Muha knelt and sat opposite, took off his cloak and put it in Wisteria Zhihuru's hand.

Butterfly Kanae and Wisteria Zhihuo stood beside them, both of them were very nervous.

Everyone else watched nervously and expectantly, so the two parties involved were the most calm on the field.

The heart calmed down, and Aizawa Muha vaguely felt the connection belonging to the same blood.

Yes, the blood on his body now is the same as that of Guiwu Tsuji, that is to say - the same as the blood of the person in front of him.

This may be fate, Aizawa Muha thought as he pulled up his sleeves.

The wrist is also pale and weak, and slender, as if it would break if it were folded.

The sharp fingertips slowly slid across the wrist.

"Clap."

A string of drops of blood dripped, and a flower of blood bloomed on the floor.

"Maybe, it hurts a little bit, please be patient."

"nothing."

Enlarge the wound and watch the bloody liquid slide down the wrist.

Wisteria Zhihuo frowned, and the corners of her lips pursed slightly.Butterfly Kanae was also a little worried and clenched her hands unconsciously.

"Blood · cocoon—bound."

As the voice fell, the dripping blood seemed to have life and fluttered.

Gradually, many blood-colored filaments floated in the air, and then danglingly wrapped around the terrifying scar.

Wrapped around in circles, gradually covering the closed eyes underneath.

The silk thread is slowly floating and working, in order not to cut off, it can only continue to deepen the wound.For the first time, Aizawa Wuyu felt that self-healing too fast was not good, and the only way to ensure enough threads was to keep deepening the wound.

Time flowed little by little, and in this tense atmosphere, it passed extremely slowly.

The others held their breath subconsciously, staring closely at every move in front of them.

Yuya Ubuyashiki began to have a slight reaction, and cold sweat rolled down his neck.

Amiyashiki wiped it for Yoya Miyashiki with a worried face, Yoyaya Miyashiki patted Tianyin's hand lightly, signaling her not to worry.

At the beginning, the blood thread broke and turned into drops of blood, and transformed into flowers in the air, with thin petals, and then dispersed.

A faint smell of blood gradually spread...

"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!"

With a cough, all the blood streaks dispersed instantly, turning into dots of red light, and then dissipated, as if it had never existed before, only the faint blood in the air proved its existence.

"Ha!" Wisteria Zhihuo took a look at Yoya Ubuyashiki who seemed to be unconscious, and then went towards Muyu Aizawa after seeing the butterfly Kanae in the past.

Aizawa Muha lay on the ground a little weakly, supporting himself with both hands, and was then supported by Wisteria Zhihuo.

"Yu—" The body in his arms was a little too cold, the messy black hair blocked most of his face, but he could still see the paler chin.

"I...it's fine..." Aizawa Muha originally wanted to show a smile, but he was a little tired.

There wasn't much strength left in his body, but Aizawa Muha still supported Wisteria Zhihuo and stood up.

"How is it going."

"It should be successful."

Aizawa Muha lowered his head, his hair covered his face: "That would be great..."

The scars on that face improved visibly with the naked eye, and the scars that originally covered both eyes faded away, revealing the original right eye.

Only one eye?

"sorry, I……"

"I'm very grateful for that—" Mrs. Tianyin said with a trembling tone.

"But I still haven't done it, and when the time comes... what I can do is negligible, just slightly weakened..."

"That's good." Tianyin showed a smile: "It can make my husband's pain lessen, so that's very satisfying."

"It doesn't matter." Wisteria Zhihuo held Aizawa Muha's hand tightly: "As long as it is done before then, it will be fine."

Before that, just reduce the ghost dance Tsuji no miserably.

"Hmm..." Aizawa Muha Xuxu leaned against the wisteria Chikuri, and nodded slowly.

"I'll leave it to you first, Kanae."

"Hmm!" Kanae responded while checking the lord.

Aizawa Muha supported Wisteria Zhihuru out the door, and was hugged by Wisteria Zhihuru.

Without the strength to refuse, Aizawa Muha obediently huddled in Wisteria Zhihuru's arms.

Wisteria Zhihuo pursed her lips tightly and did not speak, her expression seemed to be angry.

angry, why?

Aizawa Muha just wanted to ask the reason, but was stopped by Wisteria Zhihuo: "Shut up!"

Really angry, why?

Wisteria Zhihuru walked quickly, and returned to Aizawa Muha's room after a while.

He was put down, and then he was grabbed by the shoulders.

"Zhihuu?" Aizawa Muha asked in doubt, and then reached out with both hands to pinch his chin.

Aizawa Muha was startled, and then dodged subconsciously, but Wisteria Zhihuru was very angry and used a little force.And now I am weak and have no place to hide.

Oops……

The jaw is lifted, and the hair is parted.

"Zhihuru!" Aizawa Muha reached out to take it away, but was clenched tightly.

"What are you doing! Aizawa Muha!"

Looking at the dull black eyes that had lost their radiance and color, Wisteria Chikuri suddenly felt angry.

"What are you doing, Yu!"

The black eye was lifeless, lifeless and empty, while the red eye was spinning around in a panic.

"Zhihuo—"

"Why! Why—" To be so silly.Rather than curing the lord, he wants both of them to be well...

"It's okay, it will be fine in a few days." Aizawa Muha tentatively opened his mouth, but the person in front of him seemed to be even angrier.

It seems that it was correct not to say that I originally wanted to dig out and grow again, otherwise I might be even more angry?

"There's no way to get rid of it, so I can only transfer and replace it!" Wisteria Zhihuo firmly held Aizawa Muha's shoulder: "If there is no way to do it, forget it, why do you want to do this—"

Nothing, after all ghosts, will recover.Moreover, his current identity——

Aizawa Muha didn't speak, just remained silent.Because he felt that the more he talked, the more chaotic it would become, so he originally planned not to be discovered by anyone.

"Why, why are you so stupid!" Wisteria Zhihuo hugged Aizawa Muha tightly, and buried her face in the chest that didn't have any warmth.

You are my hard-won redemption, why do you not cherish yourself so much.

His voice trembled a little, Aizawa Muha could only pat Wisteria Zhihuru's back helplessly.

"I'm sorry..." Aizawa Wuyu felt that he might have done something wrong, but he didn't regret it at all.

"Fool……"