[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

"Pfft! Cough cough cough!" Aizawa Muyu spat out a sip of water, then lay down on the table and coughed violently, his face was flushed, and he couldn't stop smiling.

"Hahaha, Tanjiro, what are you doing?" Aizawa Muha stretched out his hand tremblingly, while covering his stomach.

With two blushes on her face and pigtails, Tanzi expressed that she didn't want to talk.Inosuke next to him didn't have this awareness, but Inosuke is such a beautiful woman, it's amazing to be humped like that.

"Wow! I don't want it, I don't want it!" Shanyi cried helplessly, but was still pressed back mercilessly.

"Huh, I'm really ignorant, what a gorgeous dress!" Yu Sui Tianyuan looked at his work and was very satisfied.

"Cough, cough, cough... Puff!" Although Zhihuo was mentally prepared, Zhidou couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Yusui, it's really "too" gorgeous." Wisteria Zhihuo said with a smile.

"Hmph, of course, I am the God of Gorgeousness." Yu Sui Tianyuan accepted without any psychological burden.

"Ahem..." Aizawa Muha worked hard to slow down before recovering, and cast a sympathetic look at Tanjiro and the others while suppressing a smile.

Watching off the poor people—Tanzi, Yoshiko and Assistant were being dragged away by the ruthless Usui Tengen with a look of lovelessness, Aizawa Muha waved from a distance.

farewell--

"What did you take?" Aizawa Muha asked puzzledly as he watched Wisteria Chikagami holding a box mysteriously.

Wisteria Zhihuo showed a meaningful smile: "It's nothing, you will know later."

Aizawa Muha suddenly felt a chill behind his back, a feeling of being calculated.Silently clutching his thin clothes tightly, he looked up at the sky.Well, it's time to add clothes.

In this flower street mission, under the suggestion of Wisteria Zhihuo, not only the sound column participated, but also other columns were sent to support.

As for who was sent, Wisteria Zhihuo said that he did not know.After all, no matter how it is distributed, it is the master's idea.He doesn't need to worry so much when he is still recuperating, although the injury has already healed.

As for Purgatory Xingshoulang, he has resumed his training and went to take on the mission.

"Well, are you still worried?" Aizawa Muha asked.

"No." Wisteria Zhihuo shook his head, showing a smile: "I just think it's interesting, so I can't miss it."

"Flower Street, is it interesting?" Aizawa Muha, who had never been in contact with it, asked, "Have you been there?"

Wisteria Zhihuo shook his head: "No, but it is precisely because of this that I want to see it."

Seeing the way Wisteria Chihino was scheming, Aizawa Muha supported his forehead, and he felt that it couldn't be so simple.

Although there are spoilers from Wisteria Zhihuo, the Shangxian ghosts boarding on Huajie are the six Shangxian brothers and sisters, but we don't know their specific strengths, so it's better to be cautious.

but……

"You should be careful to send the lord to ask a few more people to go, why do you have to go by yourself?" Aizawa Muha asked helplessly.

Moreover, the lord also sent other pillars to support, so there should be no problem.However, someone is just about to move and wants to go in person.

"Hush!" Wisteria Zhihuo tied her index fingers, with a mysterious look on her face: "Don't be discovered by Sister Butterfly, or you won't be able to leave."

Butterfly Ninja is the patient who hates to leave the Butterfly House without authorization. If she knows about it, she will definitely not want to live in the Butterfly House for a while.

"Since you know, why do you sneak away."

Standing under the wall of Butterfly House, Wisteria Zhihuo held an unknown box with a serious expression on his face: "Yu, you don't understand. I can no longer see any accidents happen."

Aizawa Muha rolled his eyes, he has the ability to make you look excited, interested, and want to join in the fun, and put away your expression before starting your performance.

In the end, the two figures sneaked along the corner of the wall and turned out.

"Hiss——Yu, Yu! Quickly pick it up for me!"

"It's so heavy! What's in it?"

"Secret~"

In the end, the two speeded up their movements and rushed to Huajie after Yinzhu and others, but instead of going in directly, they chose a rattan house closest to Huajie to settle down.

"It's been a hard journey, Master Swordsman." A young woman greeted her, followed by a waist-high child who looked at them with wide eyes and hid behind her mother.

"excuse me."

It was already dark, and after the sun went down, Wisteria had some supper casually, borrowed a room, and began to fiddle with it mysteriously.

Aizawa Muha was not interested in what Wisteria Zhihuru was playing with, but just sat outside and watched the sky darken little by little.

"Do you want to be together?" Aizawa Muha put on a softer expression and said to the child hiding in the corner.

The child seemed to be frightened. He shivered and hid back, then slowly poked his head out and moved over.

Looking at that cautious look, Aizawa Muha thought for a moment that the former Xin Zhu was like this, but after doing something wrong.

"Where's your mother?" Aizawa Muha said softly, trying not to scare him.

The child was silent for a long time before slowly replying: "Mother is very busy...you can't trouble her."

"Really, that's really amazing." Aizawa Muyu evoked a smile: "You will think about your mother at a young age, it's amazing."

The child blushed, and then relaxed his attitude slightly: "Because the father said, you must listen to your mother carefully! This is how you are a little man!"

"What does daddy do?"

"Father is very powerful! He is a hero! Although I can't always be with my mother and me, my mother often says that my father is a very powerful person!" The child blushed and said.

Aizawa Muyu looked at it, slightly frowned, probably a swordsman or Yin: "Really, that's really powerful. He's a real hero."

"Well, there's more..."

The child talked a lot excitedly, and then started to get sleepy a little later.

The child's mother took the child away with an apologetic look on her face: "Master Expression, I have caused you trouble."

"No, very cute child. I have a younger brother who was very lively at his age."

"Really." The woman smiled, "Your Excellency must love your younger brother very much."

Aizawa Muha was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

After the woman left, the closed door behind her opened, and Wisteria Zhihuo leaned against the door frame: "Tsk tsk tsk, you really know how to deal with children."

"You get used to it if you bring too much, so what are you doing?"

Wisteria Zhihuo showed a sly smile: "Come in."

Aizawa Muha swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling something was wrong, took a few steps back, and then was grabbed by Wisteria Chikuri and pulled inside.

"I do not……"

What about a bad feeling?Then, after seeing the room strewn with objects and the vanity mirror, the ominous feeling came true.

The things placed on the ground are obviously Yusui Tianyuan's belongings.Not long ago, Aizawa Wuyu saw how these things were used to hustle three teenagers.

Feeling uneasy, he took a few steps back and wanted to walk towards the door.

"Ale, you can't." Wisteria Zhihuu blocked it with a smile, and then handed over the things in her hands.

A complex and gorgeous kimono, the color of blood, with delicate patterns embroidered on it.The blossoming camellias are as dazzling and attractive as if stained with blood.

"I don't—I refuse! I won't wear them, never mind!"

Seeing Muha Aizawa who was so emotionally exposed, Wisteria Tomohiru was slightly surprised, but this did not prevent him from coercing the girl from a good family.

"... Wisteria Zhihuo! Go away!"

With an irresistible movement, a certain ghost was forced to put it on, completely losing the ghost's last bit of face.

"Wisteria... I hate you!" Aizawa Muha said quietly, his clothes had already been stripped, and he was forced to put on what looked like women's clothing.

Even though it is exquisite and gorgeous, it cannot change the fact that it is women's clothing.

Yu, whose soul has ascended to heaven, is like a rag doll, letting him play without emotion.

"Well, the effect is good and it fits well." Wisteria Zhihuo said with satisfaction.

Although it was a women's dress, because Yu's skeleton was still slender, she hadn't grown up and could fully support it.The waist is cinched by the belt, making it more slender.The red really suits that snow-like skin, and makes it even more translucent.The long black hair was scattered in the struggle, softening the face a bit.

After all, I have already seen the strength of women's costumes, thinking that Yu should not be bad, and I did not make a mistake.

Aizawa Muha, who was overwhelmed by the complicated kimono, glared at Wisteria Zhihuru, and then drew his sword expressionlessly.

"Hey, calm down! It's not finished yet, don't get excited."

"Cut you—oh—"

The waist was tied very tightly, and it felt like the internal organs were being oppressed, and it was difficult to breathe smoothly.Aizawa Muha frowned, and barely restrained his hand that wanted to cut someone after Wisteria Zhihuo promised that he would also wear it later.

"I borrowed this kimono from Yu Sui. His wife played the oiran in stealth missions before."

Wu Yu listened expressionlessly, and suddenly had the urge to draw his sword again.

Wisteria Zhihuru behind him was already fiddled with that black curly hair, and Aizawa Muha simply let him play with it.Anyway, women's clothes are all worn, will it be worse?Facts have proved that it will be worse.

"Hmm... let go! This is absolutely not possible!" Aizawa Muha raised his hand to resist.

"Tsk tsk, it's just a nice skin, and you don't need to apply powder, but it's easier this way." Wisteria Zhihuo propped her chin to look at it, ignoring someone's protesting expression.

Stretching out his hand to lift his chin, he slowly outlined it with a pen stained with red cinnabar.

There was a radian on the red eyeliner, making the eyes of different colors more alluring and charming.The squinted slender eyes and the raised red eye tails are very attractive like a fox.

Below the red left eye, a pattern is carefully outlined with red cinnabar, and the two complement each other.The red lip balm adds some color and luster to the pale lips, making them look more attractive.

"What an annoying goblin." Wisteria Zhihuo sighed: "The existence of killing all the oirans in seconds makes people reluctant to pull it out to show off. It should be well hidden... Hiss... Take it easy."

Hearing this, Muha Aizawa stomped hard again, narrowed his eyes, and stared.

The long black curly hair was all coiled up, leaving only a little hanging down the cheeks on both sides.The thin curly hair on the forehead was pinned up with a clip, and then a red hairpin was inserted.

A red camellia headdress of the same series as the pattern on the clothes was worn on the head, and there was a fine metal collision sound when shaking.

"Chihiru...is my head still..." Aizawa Muha asked with blank eyes.I can’t feel the existence of my head anymore, is it because my head has fallen off?When did this happen?

"Pfft, no. But because Yu has more hair, she needs more hair pins." Wisteria Zhihuo laughed.

Is this more?Although it looks good, you can't wear it all!Is this telling other people that I am rich, come and grab it?

Aizawa Muha rolled his eyes at Wisteria Zhihume.

Wisteria Zhihuo over there has already started to change into other clothes, and her movements are terrifyingly skillful.But it's not surprising when someone thinks that someone used to be a bigwig in women's clothing.

Although the purple kimono is quite complicated and gorgeous, it is much more low-key than the red kimono.The wisteria pattern, the purple gradient color, is gorgeous and monotonous, unlike his, which is beautiful and aggressive.

"Are we going to compare beauty?" Aizawa Muha said to Wisteria Zhihuo who had already started to dress up.

"No, this is called stealth combat, so that no one else will recognize it." Wisteria Zhihuo said while arranging her hair in the mirror.

Well, it's really unrecognizable, but...

"Sure enough... you are a pervert." Aizawa Muha had a meaningful expression on his complexion.

"Don't say that, what is this called, performance art?" Wisteria Zhihuo retorted.

Pinning the last wisteria hairpin on the side of her face, Wisteria Zhihuo clapped her hands: "Okay, ok."

The same red eyeliner and lipstick, but much lighter in color.He didn't draw any gorgeous patterns on the side of the face, but just dotted a petal-like cinnabar on the forehead.

"Why..." Aizawa Muha had a resentful expression on his face, with black air all over his body: "Why is yours so simple..."

"Oh." Wisteria Zhihuo rummaged through the box, "Because I'm not suitable for red, and Yu is very suitable, isn't it?"

"Heh..." I believe you are a ghost.

Aizawa Muha watched resentfully, and numbly took the fan handed over by Wisteria Zhihuru.

The complicated hem of the clothes is a bit troublesome, but for the ghost's physique, it can still be barely supported.However, there are a lot more restrictions on action.

Pushing open the door, the night in the middle of the night is very quiet, everything is so peaceful, but there is something lurking and surging in the dark.

"Okay, let's go." Wisteria Zhihuo responded, and put down the messy things in her hands.

"Yes?" Wisteria Zhihuo handed over a long gauze hat and asked, tilting her head.

Aizawa Muha raised an icy arc, and tilted his head: "Sure enough, it's better for you to die."

The metal jewelry on the side of the face was patted on the face, bringing a cold touch.When you turn your head, you can even hear a clear and crisp impact.

Sure enough, it's black history, right, it can't be black anymore.