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This is the first time Liangzi saw Nuliang Huapiao fighting in the form of a monster. Although he had heard from the system that Nuliang Huapiao was a big monster commanding all ghosts, it was not until two years ago that Liangzi accepted that he was a monster. Among the friends he met a hundred years ago, only Blancheso was barely considered a human being.

Speaking of which, this is also thanks to the natto monk who is now jumping off Nuliang Huapiao's shoulder.

It's just that the natto she grabbed casually has two eyes, which Yoshiko occasionally gets startled when she dreams about it.

Gradually feeling that her body could be controlled by herself, the girl quickly stood up. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Luo Ji angrily breaking the ice made by Xue Nu, and when she raised her eyes, she could see the gathered strings.

Including Tong Mo, whom I hadn't seen just now.

"You look wet, little Luo Ji." The wide trousers rattled when the man jumped from a height, and Tong Mo tapped his chin lightly with a closed fan, with a curious smile in his eyes, " Hmm, it seems that Miss Youkai did it. Do you need help, Little Fallen Princess?"

The one who answered Tong Mo was Luo Ji Feiwu's belt, and it quickly flew past Tong Mo, whose head was slightly tilted, leaving a faint bloodstain on the latter's right cheek.

"You bastard, you dare to make me lose face in front of Lord Wuyou." A ferocious anger appeared on Luo Ji's beautiful face, and in the darkness behind her, Taro the prostitute stood silently, "Kill you!" Kill you, kill you——!"

She screamed like this and attacked Xue Nu.

Liangzi withdrew her gaze from Luoji and Xuenv, she caught a glimpse of Yiwozuo squinting at Tongmo, and rarely took the initiative to speak up, "Where is Heishimu?"

Tong Mo patted the dust on the empty sleeve of his right hand. It has never grown since Liangzi cut it off in the vine attack mountain three years ago. His long eyelashes drooped, and he looked indifferent, "No I know, I probably went to a very far place. If Naruto dies, it will probably take a long time."

After saying this, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at Liangzi under the shadow of the tree, "Speaking of which, if Liangzi hadn't blown up my temple, I should be eating now."

Tong Mo curled his lips and smiled, "It's really a good time, Ryoko."

The pale girl clenched the handle of the knife calmly, her eyes swept across the enlarged battlefield, and began to quickly analyze the situation.

Ban Tiangou, who wanted to intervene in the battlefield, was blocked by Yatengu who was holding a Zen stick. They didn't seem to make any moves, obviously waiting for the other party to make the first move.

The rest of the little ghosts seemed to be planning to approach the jade pot hidden in the pot, but they were scattered by the octopus feet rushing out of the pot before they could get close.

"Sorry." The knife light came on, and the girl landed lightly in front of the Natto monk. The octopus feet were still wriggling under her feet, but she turned her head to look at the group of little ghosts of different shapes who got up behind her. "Can you hold that guy over there for me first?"

Tong Mo, who was called "that guy", tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't understand why his sister, who had been obsessed with killing him, chose to fight Yuhu at this time.

But he quickly bent his eyes again, and opened the fan with a snap.

"It's you, the guy who sneaked into Yoshiko's room."

Instead of looking at Liangzi who was wrestling with Yuhu, Tong Mo looked at the little ghosts gathered at his feet.

He was obviously smiling, but Little Monk Natto felt the chill behind his back.It shrinks its neck, takes a step back, and then thinks that it seems to represent the Nuliang group. As one of the ghosts who have followed Nuliang for the longest time, Little Monk Natto takes a step forward, "You, How did you find out?"

Tong Mo pointed to Nuliang Huapiao, who appeared in the distance from time to time, chopping ghosts and dancing Tsujimu miserably: "Because you smell that guy hates you."

After saying this, as if he didn't take the threat in front of his eyes into consideration, Tong Mo stared at Nu Liang Hua Piao who was wrestling with Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi and sighed: "It seems that he has become stronger again, obviously the former slave Liang Jun and I ran away in a hurry after a few tricks."

Little Monk Natou was very dissatisfied with Tong Mo's description: "That's because of the crow... No! In short, our chief general left because of something to do!"

Tong Mo patiently dragged out his tone and corrected, "He ran away."

The little ghosts were silent for a while, and when they were about to rush forward to fight nonsense with the ghost in front of them, they found that their breathing became difficult, and then one by one, they grabbed their necks and slowly fell to their knees on the ground .

Little Monk Natto blinked in confusion, and began to realize that the situation was not very good. He knelt down and helped his companion: "Hey, hey, hey, isn't it? What's wrong with you? I can't be the only one...Damn it, even if only me……"

Different from the Natto little monk who was anxious and started talking nonsense, Tong Mo showed an exaggerated surprised expression: "Why are you fine?"

Natto monk: "?"

Tong Mo: "It stands to reason that your lungs should be as dead as these guys."

Little Monk Natto immediately realized what had happened, he straightened his back and raised his waist proudly: "Ha! You can't think of it! Natto has no lungs! So you despicable guy uses this despicable trick to deal with it. Not mine!"

Tong Mo showed a suddenly realized expression.

So in the next second, an ice crystal puppet as tall as him appeared behind Natto monk.In any case, it is also a monster that has lived for more than 100 years. The natto monk avoids its attack by holding his head, and sticky threads formed by natto burst out of his body, restraining the action of the ice crystal doll.

Tong Mo applauded from the side.

Little Monk Natto: "Ah, thanks...no! Wait! Are you mocking me?!"

Tong Mo, who was wearing the ancestral clothes, smiled leisurely: "No, after all, the adult is watching, and I am serious about fighting you."

Little Monk Natou was blinking in confusion. He was about to ask something, but he felt the killing intent pouring from behind him.In the eyes of this monster who turned its head stiffly, the five ice crystal dolls behind it were reflected.

Little Monk Natto: ...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! !

Looking down at the little monsters lying on the ground in disorder, Tong Mo's face remained unchanged, the tails of his eyes slightly raised, with a taste as cold as snow.

He let out a low, unintelligible laugh.After Tong Mo glanced at Nuliang Huapiao, who was obviously at a disadvantage after Yiwozuo joined, his eyes settled on Yuhu, who had escaped Liangzi's attack.

"I haven't seen the jade pot in this form for many years~"

He sighed like this.

In the fierce battlefield, only Tong Mo stood still.The night breeze lifted his blond hair, and it crossed his slightly protruding browbones and thin lips effortlessly.His red robe was trimmed with purple borders, and the figure of the prostitute Taro who fought side by side with the fallen princess was reflected in the clear irises.

"I'm so envious."

His parting and closing lips were covered by the golden fan, Tong Mo frowned distressedly when he thought of his temple which was blown up by Ryoko to nothing.

Tonight is a rare time for him to eat. Obviously, in order to prevent the troubles like that girl named Qin Ye from being seen, he also specially dismissed the attendants.

In the end, not only did he not eat a single bite of the girl, Tong Moguang spent a lot of time trying to piece together his bombed-out body.

"If you drag it on, it will be over."

Tong Mo said to himself, he didn't know what he was thinking of, his laughter was as clear and hearty as jade, and when he bent his eyes, it really looked like a bright and bright first quarter moon in the sky.

"Hei Si Mou must have realized that he has been cheated. How pitiful."

He shook his fan and took the first step towards the tough black-haired girl in the night amidst the roar of "Children's Grind" by Kibu Tsuji.

"I did my best."

He nodded involuntarily, unable to tell whether he was speaking to himself or to the angry Kimai Tsuji.

Or he said it to the girl he once promised, "I will help you realize whatever wish Ryoko has."

Just when the tip of the knife was about to touch the neck of the jade pot in the first form, the girl's wrist was entangled by vines made of ice, and the barb pierced into her flesh, and the blood flowed down the girl's white wrist bit by bit. It flowed down and flowed into the grass along the puddles of water on the ground created by the jade pot.

In just a few milliseconds, Ryoko had already made a decision.

The vines growing from the ice doll didn't stop the girl's movements, but they were pulled forward by Yoshiko who silently recited "Making miracles come true".

Tong Mo watched the girl's back gently, and only showed a look of feigned surprise when Yuhu's head fell to the ground.

"How pitiful."

He shed a tear for the dead jade pot.

"I can't hold the sword anymore, Ryoko." The vines wrapped around the girl's wrist showed no sign of loosening, but the flesh and flesh separated from the white bone could be clearly seen.

Tong Mo wasn't surprised that Liangzi's injury didn't heal like it did when they met for the first time when they met each other. He quietly watched the bright red blood flowing down, and the red-dyed ice crystals showed a unique beauty under the moonlight. .

Tong Mo smiled, and the ice vine wrapped around the girl's wrist tightened again, "You can't kill me like this."

"..."

The girl let go of the right hand holding Hasebe in silence, and then firmly caught the falling long knife with her left hand.She raised her sword high, and cut off the ice vine effortlessly with the crisp sound of ice shattering.

"It's okay, I'm not so persistent anymore." Liangzi loosened the corners of her tightly pursed lips, her eyes were burning, her voice was a little unstable due to the pain of tearing flesh, "Even if I can't kill brother, there will always be someone Killed my brother."

Although the system never told her, she always heard from the system, "Host, you ruined the plot again." "Four years after you kill this guy, you will play a ghost to give Tanjiro boy an experience gain." !” and so on.

If you think about it carefully, you can probably infer this reason.

——A peaceful world without ghosts.

Even before that, countless sacrifices will be required.

Tong Mo blinked slowly, "What a surprise. Did Liangzi make any friends before I knew it?"

Ryoko did not shy away from this: "Yes, Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Dazai taught me a lot of life principles."

Atsushi Nakajima in front of the screen glanced at the wet Osamu Dazai who had just been salvaged by Kunikida: ... No, Mr. Dazai should forget it.

Tong Mo curled the corners of his lips brightly, like an ordinary brother who was happy for his sister to make friends.

If you ignore the countless icicles falling from the girl's head.

Tong Mo didn't give Liangzi any chance to breathe. The petals on the ice lotus spread out, leaving deep scratches on the surrounding tree trunks. They attacked Liangzi from all directions, cutting off the girl's black hair. There were large and small scars on her body.

too dense.

Hasebe, who was possessed by the sword, thought.

Even he can't completely avoid it, let alone...

Ryoko, who shattered the oncoming petals, leaped high. She avoided the attack of the ice lotus spinning under her feet, but when she landed, she fell in embarrassment because she avoided the ice crystal doll attacking from behind.

Her whole body was covered in mud and blood, only her black eyes were shining as ever.

It is not difficult for Liangzi to escape from the battlefield. Even if he escapes now, it will not be a loss if he kills Naruto and Yuhu.

just.

hold on.

The girl who slowly stood up straight from the ground took a small breath and said this to herself.

hold on.

Maybe, maybe...

【"Is this what Ms. Ryoko thinks?"】

The day before the battle, the girl curled up in bed heard Osamu Dazai's voice.

【"However, Ms. Ryoko's brother killed Ms. Butterfly with his own hands. Those guys from the Ghost Killing Squad probably hate Ms. Ryoko to the core now."】

The girl in the bed shrank back again.

【"Well, but this is a good opportunity to eradicate Onimai Tsuji-kun. Even for this reason, those guys from the Demon Slayer Squad will come."】

As Dazai said, this is a good opportunity to eradicate Onimai Tsuji.

In the letter that Ryoko handed over to Yaoya, the obstetrician, the blood ghost skills and weaknesses of all ghosts have been written.

She didn't have any hope that the Ghost Slayer Squad would come because of her. What she bet on was the mission of the Ghost Slayer Squad that Yoshiyuki Tomioka had told her.

Therefore, Ryoko is very sure that the pillars of the Demon Slayer Squad will be there.

Just, before that...

The girl adjusted her breathing, and resumed her fighting stance.

Can't die.

Tong Mo blinked his eyes, and the attack of the ice crystal puppet under his control became even faster.

Standing under the moonlight, he watched the girl who had repelled his attack fall down again and again with a blank expression, and stood up again and again.

I have no idea what Yoshiko is thinking.

Tong Mo thought in distress.

It must be painful.Yoshiko is just a weak human being, and it must be painful for a human being to shed so much blood.

Tong Mo thought of those women who kept crying and screaming before they died. They crawled at his feet and crawled towards the closed paper door little by little.Their blood left a long trail on the floor, just as disgusting as Tong Mo's memory of swiping an ax at him and Liangzi's mother.

Ryoko was still a little kid at that time.

A young bird that needs to hide under his wings.

If you are not careful, you will die.

It was unexpected for such a weak existence.

Tong Mo suddenly changed his mind.

Anyway, he was going to die sooner or later, and that adult had made up his mind to kill Ryoko not long ago.

If Ryoko could turn into a ghost, then they could be together forever.

Tong Mo's pale, bony hands pinched the neck of the person in front of him, his expression was sad, the eyes he looked at Liang Zi seemed to be somewhat similar to those of those believers, but there seemed to be some differences.

Chilling Bai Ji blocked the attack of Hasebe's attack, and Tong Mo lifted the painful-looking girl up effortlessly.

"How pitiful."

This is the third time he has said it.

The difference is that Tong Mo never shed tears for Liangzi.

"It's okay, I will come to accompany Ryoko soon."

Tong Mo really wanted to use his other hand to rub the hair of the girl who had lost all color indiscriminately, but unfortunately his other arm had disappeared.

"Good boy."

Tong Mo tightened his grip again, as long as he exerted a little more force, the girl's slender neck would be broken, and her world would return to silence.

Ryoko raised her blood-soaked hand, she had no strength left, and even struggled.

"Strive out..."

It was difficult to make a sound from the choked throat, and her voice was intermittent, so weak that it was difficult for people to hear clearly.

And just as the girl uttered the last word, the pressure that prevented the girl from breathing suddenly eased.Tong Mo's hand holding Liangzi fell to the ground, splashing red blood in the night.

"Water Breathing Type [-]: Water Surface Slash!"

The raised feathers fell, and the swordsman's soft black hair was blown up by the wind.Tomioka Yoshiyuki seemed to have traveled for a long time, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Feel sorry."

This was the first sentence he said to the girl behind him.

He raised his hand, and patted the black-haired girl's head clumsily like he did in Baichuan Township at night.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's dull, old-fashioned voice without any ups and downs is inherently reassuring.

A girl with red eyes was reflected in his blue eyes.

"never mind."