This lord is too weak but strong

The moonlight is like practice.

The young man in the dark purple plaid haori, with his arms folded, stood in the shadow under the tree, almost blending with the shadow.

"Master Hei Si Mou." A figure flashed in front of the young man, knelt down on one knee, and reported respectfully: "It has been confirmed, it is indeed the headquarters of the Ghost Killing Squad, but there are many people around there. It's a wisteria flower, and my subordinates dare not get close to it..."

"I see."

Hei Si Mou said in a cold voice, he didn't even set his eyes on the low-level ghost, as if it was just unsightly dross.

Under the moonlight, the six pupils on his face were full of indifference, which was a bit darker than the night.

Ghost Slayer headquarters.

Black Death Mou is very aware of the habits of the Ubuyashiki clan—in order to avoid being found by ghosts, the headquarters of the Ghost Slayer Squad will constantly change locations throughout the year.

But this time, it was the rare first time that relevant news was leaked.

Is it a trap?

Hei Si Mou was thinking expressionlessly.

The suspected "ghost" smell appeared in the headquarters of the ghost killing team. It was incredible anyway. They found the location of the headquarters through this trace.

Regardless of whether it is a trap or not, as one of the top strings, it is necessary for him to take this trip.

Especially that adult's mood is not very good recently.

Hei Si Mou also more or less heard about the fact that the Eternal Bliss Sect established by Tong Mo was overthrown, causing that adult to be furious.

Going against that adult's wishes and doing whatever he wants on the territory of the Nuliang Group, Heishimu felt that Tong Mo deserved the beating.

Silent samurai walk the streets.

It was just sunset at this moment, and there were still many pedestrians on the road, and after hiding his weird pupils with mimicry, Hei Si Mou looked no different from ordinary people.

The closer he was to the mansion, the number of wisteria trees around him increased significantly, but these things did not have any effect on him as one of the top strings, at most they would make him feel a little bored.

In addition to the ghost's own sense of repulsion towards the wisteria, it will also remind him of some past that should have been completely forgotten long ago, and think of who he has walked this road with.

Now there is another guy.

Seeing this clear and faint purple, Hei Simou inevitably thought of the swordsman with a moon-like cool temperament and a purple bellflower pattern on his body.

That person also has a pair of iris-purple eyes that are disgusting just like this wisteria flower.

Since that battle in Xueshan, he has never seen that swordsman again.

Hei Si Mou once sent low-level ghosts to track down his figure, but only one ghost who was good at hiding caught a little trouble, and when he arrived, that person had already left.

This also made Heixin Mou miss an opportunity to kill him.

Although his body is dilapidated as if he is about to die in a second, he can still use extraordinary sword skills, and even has a look of disregard for life and death.

Disgusting.

It's obviously just a sick and weak human being, so why can he use such sword skills?

The strong nausea made the blade on his waist tremble slightly, making a buzzing sound, wishing to kill a few more people to suppress this boredom.

And this boredom broke out completely when they found that the mansion of the so-called Ghost Slayer Squad headquarters was empty.

The mansion was neat and tidy, and there was not much floating dust at all. It was obvious that the people here had just moved out, maybe not even two days ago.

Even without investigation, Hei Si Mou could guess that there was absolutely no trace of relocation here.

If even this trace could not be concealed, the Ubayashiki clan would probably have died under the pursuit of demons long ago.

"Breath of the Moon·Six Shapes...Long Night and Lonely Moon·Boundless."

The staggered fast consecutive cuts formed several blade winds, accompanied by countless full moon blades blooming, completely destroying this place in an instant.

Standing in front of the ruins and looking at it for a while, Heishi Mou withdrew his knife expressionlessly, turned and left.

On the return journey, there were already a lot fewer pedestrians on the road, and Hei Si Mou walked unhurriedly, without any disturbance in his eyes, until the sound of plucking a pipa suddenly sounded in his head.

—the lord was calling him.

Hei Si Mou was a little surprised.

Although he is one of the top strings, for some reason, Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi seldom meets him, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not be summoned to Infinity City.

What's going on here?

"Things like juggling are really frightening! It's so late by accident!"

Just when Heishi Mou Shun was about to leave according to the call, a pure white figure bounced out from the intersection on the other side.

The white-haired and golden-eyed young man's eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he waved behind him, "Hurry up, we should go back, Yuan!"

edge?

Hei Simou glanced over there subconsciously.

Red feathers.

Meticulous samurai attire.

Rubao's black hair was pulled up high, making the swordsman's figure even taller and slender. He was standing in front of a stall, looking down at something slightly.

Hei Si Mou's six pupils shrank fiercely.

he is--

No, it's impossible!How could he appear here? !

Even if he only saw a back, Hei Si Mou seemed to have seen something terrible, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The young man who finished picking things turned around.

He wore a silver mask on his face, covering up all his features, only the beautifully shaped jaw of the young man could be seen.

Another pipa string sounded.

Before Hei Si Mou had time to restrain the expression on his face, the scene in front of him changed instantly, turning into a simple and ordinary Japanese room.

Hei Si Mou: "..."

His hand was still on the handle of the knife, and the blade had been slightly unsheathed, unscrupulously showing the killing intent in the master's heart, and even made the atmosphere in the Japanese room cold and terrifying.

Hei Si Mou closed his eyes fiercely.

Did he see it wrong?

Did he misidentify the swordsman in the red feather weave?

No.

The inner voice loudly rejected his guess.

Even if the stars are changing, even if the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, even if the land is falling apart, he will never mistake that person's figure.

A genius who burns like the sun and is loved by the gods - Ji Guoyuanyi.

Who is Ji Guoyuanyi?

In the Warring States Period hundreds of years ago, there was a legendary figure.

He was born with stripes, created the breath of the sun, and taught the breathing method to the swordsmen of the ghost killing team, so that the strength of the ghost killing team has been improved by leaps and bounds.

That person is Ji Guoyuanyi.

The only son of God who can push back Onimai Tsujimu, who is the king of ghosts, by himself.

At the same time, Hei Si Mou was the twin brother of Yan Sheng when he was a human being.

So how could Hei Si Mou mistake Ji Guo Yuan Yi?

Even though he wore a mask on his face, the innate connection between the twins made Hei Si Mou 100% sure that that person was indeed Ji Guo Yuan Yi.

How could Yuanyi appear there?

He was already dead by tomorrow!Died hundreds of years ago, even the corpse was cut in half by him!

Heishi Mou's eyes were full of strong hatred.

If it wasn't for Naruto's blood ghost technique just now, he would definitely kill that "undead" to see what kind of monster it is!

"Ah, Heishi Mou-sama seems to be in a bad mood~"

The door curtain of the Japanese room was pulled open, and a white-oak-haired head came in, and the upper string with the color of blood on top of his head looked at him curiously: "Where did Master Hei Si Mou come from? He is full of murderous looks."

"..." Hei Si Mou frowned slightly.

I saw a flash of silver light, and countless round moon blades instantly cut Tong Mo's body into countless pieces with lightning speed.

The blood instantly dyed the ground red.

"Who told you...to come in..." Heishimu retracted his knife, looked at Tong Mo expressionlessly, and said unhurriedly.

Tong Mo blinked, and said lightly, "I'm sorry, sorry, because the atmosphere at Master Hei Si Mou's side is really scary, I forgot it for a while."

It's just time to say this, his body has already rapidly regenerated.

There was no sign of dissatisfaction on his face at all, he was obviously used to being treated like this by Hei Si Mou.

"..." Hei Si Mou gave him a heavy look, with a warning on his face.

However, through Tong Mo's interruption, Hei Si Mou woke up from the emotional vortex that he was immersed in just now.

Ji Guoyuan is dead, there is no doubt about it.

And what exactly happened to the man who appeared there wearing a mask is up for debate.

That person's appearance and figure were almost the same as when he was young, as if, like him, time had been suspended in that era forever.

However, the last time Hei Si Mou saw Ji Guo Yuan Yi, he was already at the end of his life, and he didn't even have the strength to cut off his neck.

This sense of dislocation that seems to have crossed the era made Heishimu's whole body anxious, wishing to leave this infinite city immediately and return to the street just now, to see who that person is.

Yet he cannot leave.

This is the call from the original king of ghosts——Kimai Tsuji.

The pattern of Infinite City is messy and chaotic, like countless rooms spliced ​​together. The messy and messy space can even make people feel as if they are in a maze.

The woman sitting under the stairs playing the pipa had loose long hair and lowered her head, as if she didn't notice what was going on in Hei Si Mou's side.

Hei Si Mou took a glance, and finally found that there were two people missing from the end of Twelve Ghost Moons.

Could it be that it was for this reason that the lord summoned all the Twelve Ghost Moons?

"It seems that Master Hei Si Mou doesn't know why he was summoned." Standing beside him, Tong Mo covered his face with a fan painted with lotus flowers. quality of brilliance.

Hei Si Mou returned his cold gaze.

"It's not just that the two Xiaxian were killed," Tong Mo said in a somewhat strange tone, "The fourth remaining son of Xiaxian... died at the hands of Nuliang Liban, the leader of the Nuliang group."

Zheng——

Before Hei Si Mou could react, the layout of the room changed slightly with the sound of the pipa being plucked.

And what appeared in front of everyone was a woman in a dark and gorgeous kimono with curly hair like a woman.

Hei Si Mou recognized at a glance that this was the imitation of Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi.