[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

The clear sky after snow brings a moment of respite.After a long and busy winter, finally, under the sunshine, I got a moment of peace.

The temperature is still very low, but the snow has begun to melt.

The swordsmen who had been busy for a long time and had time to rest were taking advantage of the day to rest, while the others who were free were shoveling snow in the yard with a relaxed look on their faces.

Wuichiro, who still had a mission last night, came back at dawn, and was still sleeping at this time.

Aizawa Muha didn't wake him up, but just explained to the member Yin and left.

It was clear after the snow, and the golden sun shone on the white snow, reflecting a slight light, making it look white.

Aizawa Muha lowered his eyes, raised his hand lightly, and the broken glass tube fell to the ground, and then sank into the snow.

The second one, and three more.

Aizawa Muha stroked the clear touch in his bosom, pursed his lips and looked into the distance.

The shiny snow illuminated by the sun made Muha Aizawa squint his eyes uncomfortably, then moved his toes lightly, and the hem of his clothes behind him drew an arc, and then disappeared.

Turning over the wall with ease, he saw the person who had been waiting for a long time.

The lavender eyes narrowed, with a displeased expression: "You still know how to come back?"

Aizawa Muha jumped down from the wall and laughed, "I'm back."

Wisteria Zhihuo, who had been waiting in Butterfly House for a few days, snorted and prepared another cup beside her.

"What's the situation now." Wisteria Zhihuo asked after taking a sip of her hot tea.

"Everything is going well." Aizawa Muha sat over and put down the knife: "The progress has been completed well, and it is already the second stage."

The corners of Wisteria Zhihuru's mouth twitched, restraining his urge to slap someone: "Ha! Didn't I tell you to wait until you come back and start! What if you make a mistake! I already talked to Kanae, how can you be so impulsive. Now I feel How is it? Is there something wrong?"

Seeing the worried and frightened expression of Wisteria Zhihuru, Aizawa Muha smiled and avoided the hand extended by Wisteria Zhihuru: "It's okay, the first few stages were relatively stable and peaceful, and there will be no major problems. Besides, I still have a little know some medicine."

Wisteria Chikuri frowned fiercely, then pinched Aizawa Muha's cheek mercilessly, successfully deforming her pale face.

"You—I don't know how to be more worry-free." Wisteria Zhihuo sighed and shook her head.

"I was wrong." Aizawa Muha apologized bluntly, then rolled his eyes: "Dare to do it next time?"

"Aizawa Muha!"

"understood--"

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"This medicine...is indeed effective, but the risk is relatively high." Butterfly Chana Hui rarely restrained her smile, and said seriously.

"Shh." Aizawa Muha glanced at the closed door and smiled: "It's okay, don't tell anyone else."

"Sure enough, as Zhihuo said, Yu, you are too self-willed." Butterfly Kanae shook her head, sighed, but still agreed to help Aizawa Wuha hide it.

Aizawa Muha raised an arc, and took back the potion from Butterfly Kanae.

"There is a more stable method, why choose the risky one." Butterfly Kanae said lightly, with a worried expression on her face.

"Well, I know I can't hide it from Kanae." Aizawa Muha rolled his eyes: "But... there is no time to wait."

The third glass tube that was emptied was gently lowered, making a crisp sound...

"I'll take advantage of the last stage to complete the task, remember to wait for me to come back, I will speed up the action." Wisteria Zhihuo rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

If he could, he wanted to watch Aizawa Muha from the beginning, but he couldn't.

Originally, because winter is here, the activity time of ghosts has increased, and the ghost killing team has a small number of manpower, let alone the main personnel.In addition, because of that reason, the ghost's movements increased, and he had to...

"It's okay, Chikuru, you can go." Aizawa Muha, who was lying on the table, waved his hand: "Don't worry, there are still Kanae and Shinobu here."

If it wasn't for Kanae saying that the risk was not high some time ago, he would be a little relieved.But after seeing the smiling Aizawa Muha, Wisteria Zhihuru felt that even if she entrusted Sister Butterfly, she still couldn't rest assured.

With a deep sigh, Wisteria Zhihuo set off immediately based on the principle that what is invisible to the eye is the purest.

Those who know, except those few related people and the lord, no one else knows.

After all, although the possibility of success is very high, the risks are equal.

In the early morning, there will be a row of crystal clear ice crystals hanging from the eaves, waiting for the sun to show up, and then reflecting the dazzling light.

Sitting outdoors might be a bit cold, but it was fine for ghosts.

Still sitting on the corridor of the Butterfly House as usual, but because the place is relatively remote, no one passed by early in the morning.

Aizawa Muha was holding a ball of snow in his hands, and he didn't know which was whiter than the pale hands and snow.

"Hmm—" Aizawa Muha paused, frowned slightly, and then calmly swallowed the liquid in his throat.A sweet and fishy smell filled the mouth, and as the throat rolled, the bloody smell deepened.

There was no strong reaction at the beginning, but later it seemed to wake up suddenly.Not some unbearable sharp pain, but a feeling in the bones, like something is agitating, churning, and then being pressed down.

The blood seemed to be about to move, not to obey, but it was suppressed before it was about to riot.It felt like a weird, uncontrollable reaction.Obviously trying to suppress it as much as possible, but there will still be uncontrollable blood overflowing.

At first, I couldn't control it.

The liquid in the throat kept scrambling to come out, even though he tried his best to swallow, it still came out.

"Uh-cough!" A few splashes of dazzling red fell on the floor, while others were covered by outstretched hands.

A hand full of liquid slipped from between the fingers, and then dripped onto the knees.

The eyes of a different color froze for a moment, and then widened when they saw the movement of their palms.

The blood in his hand turned into sharp thorns, and then pierced the palm below without order and in an uncontrollable state.

Aizawa Muha joined hands fiercely, blocking the spikes that almost hit his face.But at the same time, the sharp point pierced the fingertip.

As if he had found an exit, the blood that was restless in his body began to flow out towards the opening.

Aizawa Muha frowned, and it took a bit of effort to control it, allowing the spikes to turn into a docile liquid again.

The original state was even worse, and the faintly controlled blood boiled again, bringing a piercing pain.

"Well, uh—" Aizawa Muha stretched out his other hand, tightly covering the wound on the palm of his hand.

The bleeding couldn't stop, and it didn't recover instantly. Instead, it felt like it was expanding faintly.

He pinched the wound tightly, and after a while of patience, the wound gradually recovered.

Simply wiping off the blood on his hands and on the floor, Aizawa Muha stood up with a weary expression, casually put on the haori backwards to cover up the blood, and then wiped away a trace of red from the corner of his mouth.

Aizawa Muha didn't notice that the red eyes in the sun dimmed a little, and the color faded a little, but it was only for a moment.Then it returned to the red color, and the color was even more vivid.

After drinking the fourth potion, Aizawa Wuyu received a letter from Xinyuki and Wu.

Zhihuo has completed the task and is rushing back.But Muichiro and Ichiro rushed over, which was a bit unexpected.

Aizawa Muha estimated the time, and felt that it should be possible to meet Ichiro and Muichiro once before starting the final stage.Indeed, I should take a look at it, maybe it will be the last time.

Yizhi decides to hide it from others, especially Ichiro and others, until he really succeeds.The more you care, the less you want them to worry.

After delivering the reply letter to several people, Muha Aizawa narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sleepiness gradually swallowed up consciousness, unlike the previous feeling of needing sleep to a certain extent, more like the feeling of falling asleep and not waking up.

The strange-colored eyes struggled for a while, then slowly closed.At that moment, the sound of breathing stopped, and then the faint sound of breathing resumed before anyone else noticed.

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I don't know how much time passed, the originally flat and curved quilt bulged into a small bag, something inside was struggling slightly, a few strands of black hair slipped out from the corner of the quilt, and then there was a fat white hand.

After several difficult struggles, a small furry head popped out.

In contrast, the heavy quilt was pulled and pushed forward by two small hands, and finally escaped with the use of small white feet.

A white and tender ball knelt on the bed, the baggy clothes were loosely draped, and the black curly hair that had been rubbed against during the struggle became more fluffy and a little fried.

A pair of round, strange-colored eyes were watery, and they rolled around in a circle.The inside is clearly reflected, clean and pure, in line with the appearance.

The small mouth pouted in dissatisfaction, but when he saw no one, he puffed up his cheeks aggrievedly, holding back the little drops of water that appeared in his eye sockets.

The little head poked under the bed, and after some observation and hesitation, it tugged on the edge of the bed and rolled down.

It fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and the expression on the little face became even more aggrieved.But he could only get up pitifully by himself, dragged his baggy clothes, and walked staggeringly with unsteady steps.

If there were other people around, they would definitely be nervous. After all, they were walking so anxiously and unsteadily, making people extremely worried that they would fall to the ground in the next moment.

"Where's Yu?" Wisteria Zhihuo asked Butterfly Ninja.

"Isn't it in your own room?" Die Die asked suspiciously, but her smile was a little stiff. After all, Zhihuu Zhideng threw a question regardless when she was busy: "How can such a big person disappear?"

Wisteria Zhihuo shook his head: "No, the door of the room is open, and there is no one inside."

Butterfly Chana Hui who walked in was also a little puzzled: "Aren't you here? I have been in a deep sleep for the past few days, and I haven't woken up in the middle. Did you go somewhere else after waking up?"

"Well, Shi Tou and the others seem to be here too, have you gone looking for them?" Butterfly thought for a while and said.

Butterfly Chanae shook her head: "I saw the two of them just now, and they happened to be going to Wuyu's room."

"Is that so - where did it go?" Wisteria Chikuri frowned.

"Go look for it and ask other people if they have seen it." Butterfly Shinobi suggested.

"Well, but Wuyu is not like this. Every time I wake up, I will come here first." Butterfly Kanae was a little troubled, but she still smiled: "Forget it, he is usually in those places, go to Find it."

"Well, but there are not only a few of us in the Butterfly House today, but also other pillars." Butterfly Shinobi smiled and said: "For example, Mr. Fushikawa and Mr. Tomioka, it should be very interesting."

Seeing Butterfly holding back a smile and squinting to watch the excitement, Wisteria Zhihuo smiled softly.

Every time there are wind and water columns, there is no fear of desertion.After all, every time they are there, they are noisy, and they must fight every time, and there is always excitement to watch.

Because it is a rare sunny day in winter, and the sun is relatively big, cloudless, very good weather.So Butterfly House is more lively than usual. , and it’s almost the New Year’s Pillar Meeting. In the past few weeks, there will often be other pillars in Butterfly House.

"Hmm! Nae Saaka! Good morning, Shinobu! Good morning, Zhihu!"

The iconic voice was heard from a distance, and the usual loud voice made Ziteng Zhihuo and the others hear clearly across a corridor.

"Well, Mr. Purgatory."

"Morning, Lord Purgatory."

"Morning, Xingjulang." Wisteria Zhihuo and the others spoke together, and when the Butterfly sisters all looked at him, he realized that the shout seemed a little too intimate?

Purgatory Kyojuro has already walked over, his golden hair raised an arc and then fell down, his face has a signature smile and round owl-like eyes: "Hmm! Do you need help? Looks like he is looking for something. "

"Ah, just right, Xing... Juro, have you seen Yu?" Wisteria Zhihuo paused, not entangled in the question of address.

"Wuyu! Sorry! I didn't see it!" Purgatory Xingshoulang replied loudly: "But I can help you find it together! Or you can ask other people! I saw Yu Sui just now, maybe he knows!"

"Ah, it's troublesome." Wisteria Zhihuo nodded.

"Then you go find it, my sister and I will go to the medical room first." Butterfly endured a smile and waved, and then dragged Butterfly Chanae to go in another direction.

"Hmm! Do you have something to do with Wuyu?" Purgatory Xingshourou broke the silence by taking the initiative to speak.

"Ah—hmm." Wisteria Zhihuo nodded: "There is something, but he is not in the room, so I came out to look for it."

"Hmm! That's right! But did Zhihuo come here to find Wuyu? How about the mission, are you injured?" Purgatory Xingshourou asked pretending to be casual.

"Well, the task is completed, and you are not injured. How about you, Kyojuro?" Wisteria Zhihuo turned around and asked, "What's the matter, are you injured?"

"Hmm! It's not a serious injury, it's been bandaged! Don't worry!" Purgatory Xingshourou raised his bandaged arm.

"Huh, that's good." Wisteria Zhihuo heaved a sigh of relief.

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"True, have you seen Giyuu?"

Makoto turned his head and saw Sato who had a headache: "What's the matter, isn't Yiyong here?"

"Ah, um. When I went to Butterfly Ninja to ask for medicinal materials and bandages, I asked Yiyong to wait in the corridor, but when I came out, no one was there." Satoshi's expression was a little headache: "His wound has not been treated, although it is nothing. Seriously injured, but you have to deal with it! Escaping is not a man's behavior!"

Looking at the somewhat angry Sato, he stopped his action of looking for Butterfly Shinobu, and rolled his eyes: "Are you squatting in some yard again to watch flowers and mushrooms?"

I have searched for a long time before, and finally found Yiyong who was staring at the butterflies and flowers in a daze beside the flowers. There were also times when I squatted in the corner, planted mushrooms silently, and talked about the time when I was not hated.

"Not here." Sato shook his head: "I looked for it on the way here, even the pond, no."

"In the lord's mansion?" Shinko mentioned, after all, the lord's mansion is close and Yiyong is still a pillar, so it is very likely that the lord is there.

Kaitu shook his head again: "I asked Yin, and said that the lord did not summon Shuizhu."

Yi Yong originally wanted to be absent from the Zhuhe meeting, so how could he find the lord by himself.

"Then go and look around. When I came, I saw many other pillars. It is very likely that the wind pillar is also there."

Hearing Mako's words, Sabito felt even more headache.Every time you have to stop them in time, otherwise you can fool them with a simple reason other than "learning from each other".If you don't stop it in time, it will be a life-and-death trend, and other people still have the expression of watching a show, and they don't stop it, and some people even add fuel to the fire.

Obviously the lord didn't stipulate that the team members can't fight in private, they still look happy to see it succeed.

Sato and Mako looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and sighed

What else can they do, their junior brother of Shuihu can't only bear it by himself?

In fact, as they expected, Shui Zhu began to be obsessed with building good relationships with other people, such as Feng Zhu.

Undead Kawa Minami, who came back from the lord, frowned and was wiping the knife after treating the wound. His brows were full of hostility due to the recent rampant oni. If it weren't for the lord, he would even continue to kill the ghost with the wound.

And their beloved lord, after seeing the wound, tactfully suggested that Undead Chuan rest in the Butterfly House for a few days.

Of course, Undead River will not delay the time to kill ghosts, but the lord has to listen to it, so I can only take a rest for a day, but even if it is the rest time, I still come to the training ground, and I don’t intend to really stop. rest.

In the words of Undead Chuan, there is no time to rest now! You must become stronger all the time, and then kill all the ghosts!

So the current Undead Kawa Miniya is in a period of rage, with an extremely irritable temper, the kind that can explode at the touch of a button.

However, some people come to your door to find you unhappy.The undead river was so angry that it exploded.Moreover, the visitor is still the usual immortal Kawasami hates the most, there is no one who has no self-knowledge.

Undead Chuan, who was sitting on the floor wiping knives, had a bad temper, and the low air pressure on his body made Yin dare not approach him.However, some people seem to have no eyes, as if they can't see the black air that condenses into substance.

The black-haired man opened a pair of calm blue eyes, looking expressionlessly at the back of the white-haired man who was sitting on the training ground wiping his knife, then reached out from his pocket with an expressionless expression, and took out something .

Undead Chuan felt a person approaching, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. This feeling must be the person he extremely disliked, but before he chased him away, there was something more in his sight.

"Bushikawa, do you want to eat Hagi cake?"

Succeeded, something exploded with a bang, something snapped called Sanity.

If Tanjiro was around, he would definitely be able to smell the eruption of the volcano.Even other people could feel the condensed anger.

However, the person present here is an idiot with a big nerve, lack of brains, and water in his heart.

Therefore, although Yoshiyuki Tomioka sensed that Undead Chuan was angry, he didn't know why.

Then, with a puzzled expression, he stretched out the hagi cake on his hand: "Immortal River——Eat..."

"boom!"

The green blade was deeply inserted into the floor, and Bubikawa looked at Tomioka Yoshiyuki who was dodging with a confused face, gritted his teeth fiercely, stared at Tomioka Yoshiyuki, and pulled out the knife in his hand.

"go to hell!"

The poor pieces of hagi biscuits rolled to the ground while dodging, then rolled to the door with a gurgle, then hit the wall and rolled back.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki still had a silly expression, with a puzzled look on his face, but when faced with Undead Chuan's fierce and merciless attack, he could only block it with his sword drawn.

While dodging, Tomioka Yoshiyuki said seriously (thought he was expressionless): "My lord said that Zhu can't be in private..."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by a fierce attack.

"Stop talking! I'm doing justice for the heavens!!"

Tomioka Volunteer Confusion: Why?Why did I invite him to eat Hagi cake and he told me to die?

The angry Undead River even used breathing techniques, and Yoshiyuki Tomioka had to use breathing techniques to parry.

The sound of violent fighting and the sound of the floor being destroyed attracted Yin, and then Yin hurriedly ran to ask for other support with a frightened face.

After all, every time the wind column and water column are really ruthless, there is no way to stop them without the strength of the column level, and more than one needs to live.

However, while going to report the letter, I also faintly look forward to meeting a reliable pillar! Otherwise, the battle will become more serious, and it will even evolve into three pillars fighting together.

Sato, who was talking with Mako, felt a chill behind his back, and had a bad premonition.

Yin, who left in a hurry, didn't notice a small figure at the door, nor did the two people who were fighting.

A small figure was tremblingly leaning on the wall, moving its little feet, and walking forward earnestly.

The black head poked out from the door, and then the strange-colored eyes fell on the hagi cake rolling down the door, and it became shiny.

Excitedly, he walked over with small steps, and then tried his best to reach out to grab it.

But the little hands were shrunk in the clothes, and they couldn't be taken out at all.

The little eyebrows were pulled, slightly furrowed, and her cheeks were slightly puffed up.

Then a chubby hand struggled to stretch out from the wide collar of the clothes, and bent down hard to grab it.

With one hand outside and the other under the clothes, it took a lot of effort to grab it, and then held it with both hands, with a satisfied look on its face.

The round eyes were narrowed in happiness, and the expression was very contented, and it was in the corner of the hagi cake, trying to agitate the cheeks.

The round eyes rolled around, and they didn't fall on the two people who were actually fighting, but on the other pieces of hagi cakes, which suddenly became brighter.

He glanced at what he was holding in his hand, then at the others on the ground, then his eyes glowed, and he ran over patter.

The much bigger clothes became a burden, and after picking up another hagi cake, he stepped on it, staggered, and sat directly on the ground.

A dumpling that fell on its buttocks was a little dazed, its messy black curly hair trembled, and then the other hand, which had nowhere to rest, tightly grasped another hagi biscuit that was about to roll away.

The other hand was holding the hagi cake that had been bitten a little bit, and after being stunned, he simply sat on the spot and continued to chew, without paying any attention to the danger that was close at hand.

The cheeks are agitated hard, but it is still a bit reluctant for the food that is not suitable for this body type.So it looks like holding the cake and licking it, and the saliva wets the cake before biting.

Maybe it's because the cheeks are biting sore, and I stop to smash my mouth from time to time, and then continue to gnaw hard.

The two people who were fighting didn't see it, maybe they noticed it but they didn't have time to take care of it.In the end, Tomioka Yoshiyuki saw a figure and tried to speak, but was stopped.

"Do not……"

"Shut up!" Undead Chuan said angrily, then swung his knife and jumped back at the same time, taking a few steps back.

Then Immortal Chuan kicked something limp while Tomioka Yoshiyuki was expressionless, as if trying to stop him.

Then there was a crisp sound of □□ knocking on the floor, and out of the corner of my eye, a hagi pancake rolled out.

Suspicious liquid was stained on the hagi pancake, and a hole the size of a thumb was missing. It kept rolling until it hit Yoshiyuki Tomioka's foot.

The two stopped in tacit agreement and looked in the same direction at the same time.

Bu Si Chuan looked at a dumpling lying on his feet, frowned and hesitated for a while, then looked at the little hand struggling subconsciously, and then picked it up.

The tuanzi who was pulled up by the collar was a little dazed, and hadn't reacted from the blow just now.

An exposed hand reached out and scratched the air.

The forehead that directly hit the floor quickly became a big bag, and the red one was particularly glaring on the fair skin.The round eyes were opened wide, and the mouth hummed a few times unconsciously, and there were still some debris.

Undead Chuan frowned deeply, dissatisfied: "Where did this child come from!"

And it's a little familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before.

Startled by the ferocious expression, the soft babbling sound disappeared immediately, and he closed his mouth pitifully.

His round eyes fell on the picked up Hagi biscuit, and after some hesitation, he still reached out his hand, eager to get it.

"Uh-yah..."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki held the pancake he picked up from the ground in silence, looked at the expectant eyes and felt that he was not hated, and then handed it over.

Under the anticipation of the round eyes, the little hand tried to reach out to take it.However, before Xiaotuanzi could reach it, he was terribly frightened away by a hand.

"Don't pick up what's on the floor!"

The poor cake was blown away, flew a long way, and then rolled into a corner.

Fushichuan felt a bit of a headache, and just about to speak to educate, he saw the expressionless Tomioka opened his mouth bravely, wanting to say something.

Undead Chuan looked down at me with a dissatisfied expression, and saw the dumpling in his arms looking at the cake rolling away, as if he had been severely hit.

The strange-colored eyes widened and the pupils constricted.He raised his hands empty, then lightly twitched his nose a few times, his open mouth trembled helplessly, and then a cry that caught the two of them off guard suddenly appeared.

"Whoa-ah! Whoa, whoa-aah!"

Helpless, as if the cry of being greatly hurt spread, not only did the two of Bushichuan feel helpless and caught off guard, but also made the people who were rushing over speed up their pace.

"What the hell! Why are you crying!" Undead Chuan said with a disgusted expression, but he still changed into a hugging gesture, and subconsciously comforted him. This is the habit of the eldest man.

"Bushichuan, you are too fierce." Tomioka Yoshiyuki said expressionlessly.

Undead Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely: "Ha - what did you say?"

The dumpling in his arms was startled by the loud reprimand and then cried out louder.

The little hands clenched into fists, crying hard.Tears have already wet the whole face along the cheeks, and there are still big tears falling down.

The eyes were full of moisture, and the eyelashes were even completely wet.

Seeing this reckless way of crying, Bushichuan was also a little embarrassed. While patting his hands skillfully, he looked at Yoshiyuki Tomioka with a vicious expression.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki silently swallowed his proposal to embrace, and then a group of people appeared out of the corner of his eye.

Wisteria Zhihuo and Purgatory Kyojuro arrived first, followed by Saitu and Mako.And in the corridor separated by a wall, there were other people's footsteps.

Hidden: Shocked! As a column of water and a column of wind! He actually bullies children! Is it a loss of morality, or a distortion of human nature? ! !

Tomioka Yoshiyuki saw Saitu, and silently withdrew his gesture of wanting to poke his little face, and stood obediently.

Sabito's eyes widened suddenly, and before he could move, there was a furious roar beside him.

"Immortal Kawa Minya!!! Tomioka Giyuu!!!"

After recognizing the dumpling, Wisteria Zhihuo fell into a runaway mode, especially when he saw the crying and hiccupping little face, he completely lost his mind.

Then, Wisteria Zhihuo managed to calm down after hugging a limp dumpling and flexing her wrists, mainly because the dumpling in her arms attracted all the attention.

Undead Chuan, who was beaten hard, didn't have time to refute, he just snorted angrily, and then he had no choice but to accept the blame, after all, he was wronged.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka, who was knocked because he didn't know the side, was very aggrieved, but only Shuihu could understand the aggrieved expression, and it was still expressionless in the eyes of others.

Sato had nothing to say, after all, it seemed that it was righteousness and bravery that made mistakes first.He could only hold Yiyong's hand and pat him comfortingly.

"Hum! This is—" Purgatory Kyojuro stared at the breathless dumpling crying in Zidou Zhihuo's arms, and then frowned slightly after seeing Zidou Zhihuus's frantic movements: "You like this If you hold it wrong, the child will feel uncomfortable."

Purgatory Kyojuro went up to correct him while talking, and Wisteria Zhihuo also listened carefully.The dumpling in his arms slowly stopped, but he was still sobbing, his eyes were red from crying.

"Ala, what's going on?" Sister Butterfly walked over with a smile, and then understood after seeing the familiar little face.

"Is that so?" Butterfly Chana Hui was surprised when she realized it: "Why are you crying so hard?"

Butterfly Kanae said, and took the aggrieved little group away from Wisteria Zhihuo's hand.

The black curly hair was blown up and messed up, and the fair little face was flushed, especially the large swollen bump on the forehead, which was particularly glaring.

The childish voice cried hoarsely and sobbed softly, her nose twitched pitifully.The little hand tightly held the corner of the clothes, as if it could be supported by this.

Butterfly Kanae patted on her back skillfully, comforting the crying panting dumpling, and Butterfly Shinobi prepared something according to the current situation.

Seeing the dumpling gradually stabilized, Wisteria Zhihuo let go of her frowning eyebrows, and then prepared to teach her a lesson with her free hand.

But before Wisteria Zhihuo could make a move, a cold murderous aura came, followed by the gloomy sound of dripping water.

"How is this going?"

Everyone was startled, and then they all turned their heads to look.

At the door, the two identical faces were more gloomy and terrifying than the other. The cold light blue eyes glanced around coldly and then fell into Butterfly Chana Hui's arms.

The two brothers walked over, and after seeing clearly, the murderous aura on their bodies was even more terrifying.

Although both Muichiro and Ichiro are usually easy to get along with, it is precisely because of this that it is even more terrifying to get angry.

"Hey, I can explain." Ichiro turned his head first, and tilted his head: "This is, what's going on? Huh?"

With the cold and terrifying breath, the anger almost condensed into substance.

Everyone was subconsciously startled, and then turned the pot around without hesitation.

After being stared directly at by those pale green icy eyes, Sato swallowed subconsciously, and then gave up the idea of ​​speaking for Giyuu.

As for the real mushroom, she had already hid at the Butterfly Sisters.

Undead Chuan frowned, shivered subconsciously, and felt his palms tremble.Then I saw the person opposite smiled, it was so cold.Then the white blade slowly unsheathed.

"Draw your sword, today either you will die or you will die." Ichiro raised a cold arc and drew his sword mercilessly.

The pale blue eyes were covered with a layer of black air, which was about to condense into substance.

Muichiro looked at the familiar pair of eyes with eyes full of water, gritted his teeth, and touched his fair but tear-soaked cheek with distress, especially the big bag, which made the murderous look fierce again.

Muichiro smiled at Xiaotuanzi, and after getting an innocent smile, he turned around slowly.Then the moment he turned around, he was replaced by a black air that was about to overflow.

Muichiro drew the sword expressionlessly, then raised his cold eyes: "Draw the sword."

The Shitou brothers were different, but the same terrifying aura made other people who were shocked silently write down what they couldn't move when Shitou.

Originally, there was no lethality, but when he got angry, his critical strike rate was full in an instant.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki with a dazed face still doesn't know what kind of Shura field is waiting for him.

"Ah, what a gorgeous battle!" Yu Sui Tianyuan, who was a few steps slower, looked at the scene on the field and made a movement of brushing his hair, but no one looked at him now.

After all, everyone's eyes, apart from the few people on the field, were on the dumpling they were holding.

Purgatory Xingshourou crossed his arms in a good mood and said, "Hmm! Your lord said you can't fight in private!"

Even though he said that, he didn't even have the slightest thought of stepping forward to stop him.Apart from looking at the dumpling in Butterfly Kanae's arms with interest, there was no other action.As for the situation on the court, it was only a bit of peripheral vision.

"So, Mr. Tomioka is hated by everyone, not even children." Butterfly smiled and stabbed him mercilessly.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki thought of his sister's child, and his nephew didn't like him, so he fell silent, and then retorted as it should: "I'm not hated!"

Sato and Mako covered their faces, while the others laughed out loud.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki looked at everyone, and said again seriously: "I am not hated!"

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