This lord is too weak but strong

Ji Guoyuan was once again alone.

Hoshino Shugo stood where he was, watching the young man's back gradually turn into a blurred black spot in his vision, until he completely lost his trace and fell into complete silence.

His chest was filled with some indescribable emotion, which made him almost unable to breathe.

If he could, if he could touch Yuanyi at this moment, he would probably give this person a hug.

Just as he was thinking like this, the scene in front of him changed again.

This is a fight to the death.

The evil spirits attacked the peaceful village again, and the snow was dyed a shocking red by the blood.

The young man held a thin boy who looked no more than three or four years old with one hand. The intense fear and pain of losing a loved one made her cry uncontrollably and hysterically. Ji Guoyuan couldn't free his hand to comfort him. Because in his other hand, he held the Sun Wheel Knife.

On the opposite side of the two, there are many evil spirits with their fangs and saliva exposed.

Ji Guoyuan frowned.

He understood very well that this was a siege aimed at himself.

Years of experience in fighting ghosts made Ji Guoyuan very clear that ghosts are not a kind of thing that likes to gather together, but in his village, there are quite a lot of ghosts gathered - as early as he heard that there were ghosts here. Before the attack, they had already gathered here.

They feed on people, and before he arrived, the village was already full of corpses.

Ji Guoyuan's eyes flicked among the crowd of evil spirits.

Is this siege an order given by Onimi Tsuji?

He thought in his heart expressionlessly, but the hand holding the boy tightened slightly.

He is not afraid of fighting ghosts, and even prepared to die because of it very early on, but even he, facing so many ghosts who are not inferior in level, wants to protect a child It is also a difficult thing to kill them under such circumstances.

And as the "traitor" of the ghost killing team, without the crow, it is impossible for him to wait for the support of the ghost killing team.

As a "bystander", Shugo Hoshino naturally realized all this.

Similarly, he can't change the established history, and can only watch the wounds on the young man's body gradually become more and more, while the icy moon stubbornly stops in the sky, and the dawn is out of reach.

This night was really too long.

"Big Brother...Big Brother, put me down and run away..." Although the boy was young, he also realized that he had become a burden to Ji Guoyuanyi—compared with him who was almost intact, protecting him The body of the young man was covered with bruises.

His voice was hoarse from crying, and his trembling voice even sounded a little harsh.

Ji Guoyuan didn't answer his words, but his hand holding the Rilun Saber tightened a bit.

Such a small child, even if there were no ghosts, if he was left in this icy and snowy night, he might not survive tomorrow morning.

The boy's sobbing cries echoed in the silent snowy night, but the swordsman's will was as firm as a rock, never wavering in the slightest.

He took a deep breath, and the cold air mixed with the smell of blood was swallowed deep in his throat, bringing a little suffocation.

"Damn—" the ghost on the opposite side roared and attacked Ji Guoyuan again.His movements are so fast that the eyes of ordinary people can't even capture the traces of his actions!

"If I can kill you, that lord, that lord, will definitely be able to give me more blood—"

The crazy and greedy voice made no secret of his longing, scarlet blood appeared in his eyes, and his hand turned into sharp claws, grabbing at the child in Ji Guoyuan's arms!

The movements of ghosts are much more agile and swift than that of most humans, but their transparent eyes can clearly see through the trajectory of the opponent's actions-this is Ji Guoyuanyi's innate talent for fighting.

However, physical injuries and fatigue caused by long-term fighting inevitably affected his state.

Ji Guoyuan was protecting the child in his arms, trying to avoid the attack from the opposite side, but suddenly a strong dizziness occurred in his head, and the tearing pain rushed straight to his brain, making him fully awake again.

The sharp claws belonging to the ghost left a hideous scratch on his waist.

The bright red blood was scattered on the snow, but it formed a thin layer of ice in an instant.

Ji Guoyuan's expression remained unchanged, and with a twist of his wrist, the Rilun Saber pierced the evil spirit's neck at an extremely tricky angle, beheading him.

The blow was extremely close, and the stench of blood splashed on the two of them in an instant, and the child let out a terrified scream.

Panting slightly, the swordsman plunged the sun wheel knife into the snow, trying to take this opportunity to take some rest.He glanced at the pale child in his arms, and said in a barely audible voice, "Don't be afraid."

He held the sword in one hand and hugged the child in the other. He really didn't have time to comfort her. The expressionless swordsman thought for a while and rubbed his face against the child's flushed face.

"I will protect you."

He couldn't let go of the child in his arms.Ghosts attack in various forms, and even broken branches of trees in the snow may become deadly props.So holding him in his arms is the safest protection.

But this undoubtedly increased the burden of Ji Guoyuan's battle.

He glanced at the sky from afar.

There is still a long time before dawn.The number of ghosts that may be hiding in a corner of the snow or in the mountains is still unknown.

Shugo Hoshino didn't want to watch it anymore.

This "dream" was too long, too long, it was so long that it made his heart ache, and this snowy night was so cold that he could not even breathe, all of this was so boring that he could hardly breathe I'm angry.

Hoshino Shugo closed his eyes irritably, but after blocking his vision, his other senses became more acute - he could hear the sound of the swordsman's blood dripping on the snow, and he could hear the heavy breathing of the desperate swordsman.

These voices are not unfamiliar to him, he keeps telling himself in his heart—this is the past that has already happened and cannot be changed, and he is just an outsider and bystander who broke into the past, so In countless times of going back to history, he has seen too many, too many...

But I don't know why, as long as he thinks that this has something to do with Ji Guoyuan, it is hard for him to accept it.

The sound of the battle gradually weakened.

The heavy panting and breath persevered into Shugo Hoshino's ears, and he heard the man let out a long sigh of relief, and finally fell down on the snow ground no longer able to hold on.

"Big Brother, are you okay!" The child's frightened voice was full of worry,

"...I'm fine." Ji Guoyuan paused for a while before saying softly.He raised his hand, trying to wipe off the blood splattered on the boy's face, but such a simple action was a bit strenuous for him now.

The boy grabbed his hand with one hand, and rubbed his face with the other indiscriminately, his voice choked up: "I'm not hurt, big brother, you don't have to worry. But you, big brother..."

The young swordsman's body was covered in messy blood, and he couldn't even tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of the ghost.

Ji Guoyuan naturally knew that his condition was not very good.

The wound medicine I was carrying on my body had long been lost due to the fierce battle, and if I didn't take care of it, the injury would only get worse...

The night is not over.

Ji Guoyuan with some difficulty tore a few clean cloth strips from his inner garment, and almost exhausted all his strength to tie up a few bleeding wounds. After this action, he only felt There was a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, and his breathing became more and more heavy.

"Help me hold some snow..." Ji Guoyuan turned to the child in front of him for help, and said in a weak voice, "Apply it to the wound."

The ice and snow were piercingly cold, and the boy felt unbearably cold just by touching it with his hands. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to apply the snow to the wound, but it was obvious that the other person's face became paler, Almost bloodless.

"Let's get out of here." There is a lot of blood here, which is easy to attract ghosts wandering at night, so it is better to leave as soon as possible.

They stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and occasionally blood dripped on the snow, leaving glaring marks.

The boy's relatives were all killed by ghosts, and he had nowhere to go, supporting the swordsman who also had nowhere to go, dragging his seriously injured body forward in this snowy night.

Ji Guoyuan stopped suddenly.

He tightened his grip on the handle of the sun wheel knife, and silently looked at the man in front of him.

"Big brother..." The boy shyly hid behind Ji Guoyuanyi.

Shugo Hoshino, who had been following the two of them all the time, felt an indescribable and bleak chill when he saw the face of the visitor.

The visitor had six weird eyes on his face, flame-like markings on his forehead and chin, and he was holding a strange blade full of blood-colored eyes in his hand, standing in front of the two of them.

Three years have passed since Ji Guoyuan left the Ghost Killing Squad.

This is also the first time he met the twin brother who betrayed the Ghost Slayer Squad.

"Brother... how pitiful." Ji Guoyuan said slowly.

Betrayed the Demon Slayer Squad, betrayed human beings, abandoned the dignity of being a human being, and even fed on human beings in order to gain a long life... It is really pitiful and pathetic.

"Pitiful?"

One of the Shangxian who gave up the name of "Jiguo Yansheng" was almost burned by the jealousy surging in his heart, he said in a tone of gritted teeth, "Look at your current appearance, what right do you have to pity me? "

Obviously they are twin brothers who were born at the same time, but Ji Guoyuanyi in front of him seems to have been favored by the gods - he was born with eyes bestowed by the gods, and his talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled, even the ghost king Frightened by his strength... What's more, the short-lived curse that swordsmen who practice breathing techniques will die before the age of 25 has no effect on him!

Why?Why did God favor Ji Guo Yuan Yi so much?

But now, as one of the top strings, I have an endless life, a powerful force that ordinary people can't match, and I will have enough time to make myself stronger, instead of standing behind and following the successor all my life. The shadow of Guo Yuanyi—this guy in front of him who was seriously injured and whose hand was shaking while holding the knife, why did he say "poor" to him?

Ji Guoyuan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

This kind of gaze caused Heishi Mou to fall into bizarre anger, and the knife in his hand hummed.

Hateful, hateful, hateful!

"Draw out the sword, brother." Ji Guoyuan said expressionlessly, holding the boy behind him.

Needless to say.

From the moment "Jiguo Yansheng" betrayed humans and chose to become a ghost, their positions were completely opposite.

There has never been a second choice between humans and ghosts.

Hoshino Shugo didn't know what kind of mood Jiguo Yuanyi had when he made the sword.

Even though he was seriously injured, his sword posture never showed the slightest slump. The sword body was covered with flame-like rays of light, burning quietly under the moonlight of the snowy field. Although it was not dazzling, no one could ignore it. Such a light.

Just like Ji Guoyuan alone.

Shugo Hoshino has thought about countless times what the past belonging to "Fate" looked like.

He is obviously just a human being, but he has the same swordsmanship as he who has lived for a thousand years. When he is alive, he should be a dazzling existence.

However, it is not.

Born as the younger brother of one of the twins, he was regarded as an unknown existence since he was a child, and he never experienced the life of ordinary people; he left home when he was young, and finally found his home, but lost everything in just one night; The extreme talent led the ghost killing team to become stronger, but they were unable to kill the culprit who slaughtered the demon village, and even had to leave the ghost killing team because of his brother's betrayal.

Except for the god-given talent in swordsmanship, Ji Guoyuanyi's life was accompanied by wandering and parting, and he experienced loneliness and loneliness. It can even be said that he...has nothing.

"Use all your strength, are you fooling me?!"

Black Death Mou's irritated and harsh voice pulled Shugo Hoshino back from his thoughts.

"..." Ji Guoyuan didn't speak.

Even without transparent eyes, Shugo Hoshino could tell that the young man in front of him was at the end of his battle. If it wasn't for the support of the last ounce of obsession, he might have passed out long ago. With the guard behind him, even Hei Simou's sword moves did not let him hurt the boy in the slightest.

And for Ji Guoyuanyi, who was already seriously injured, such a battle would make things worse.

The boy clenched his teeth tightly, his thin body trembling uncontrollably, but he didn't let out a single cry.

Even though he was young, he knew that if the swordsman in front of him hadn't been protecting him, he would never have fallen into such a situation.And he also knew that this person would not abandon him, so he suppressed the cry of fear, not wanting to make trouble for the other party.

Hei Si Mou only felt that the scene in front of him was too intrusive.

His sword moves were completely unable to break through Ji Guo Yuanyi's protection, as if this man was an iron wall that he could never break through.

Look, you can't beat me even with a tow bottle.

Even if Ji Guoyuan didn't speak, Heishimu's heart was tormented by such ridicule, and his subordinates' offensive became more and more fierce for a while.

Shugo Hoshino silently looked at the figure of Ji Guoyuan swaying his sword. He had already predicted the end of this battle, but he couldn't bear to close his eyes. Even if Ji Guoyuan couldn't detect him as a bystander, he would Want to see it all come to an end.

Ji Guoyuan slowly closed his eyes.

In this fierce battle, he seemed to see someone's figure again.

Hoshino...

That person looked at him with an indescribable, sad gaze, which made him almost have an impulse, wishing to rush up and hug him tightly, and never let him show such an expression again.

Why are you looking at me with such sad eyes?

Are you also pitying me for falling into such a situation?

No, it is not.

Ji Guoyuan denied this idle guess without hesitation, even though he couldn't distinguish the complex emotions contained in those eyes, he gained strength from such eyes.

Even with his last breath, he would never allow "ghosts" to plunder human lives in front of him.

It's a pity that even if it's just an illusion, I'm afraid there will be no chance to see Hoshino again.

Following Guoyuan, sword together.

He didn't know if this sword that had been infused with the final strength could kill the "ghost" in front of him, but he knew that he didn't have the strength to make another sword at all.

If he dies, I'm afraid the "ghost" will not let the child behind him go...

But now, there is no second choice for him.

So Ji Guoyuan chose to use the sword.

The sudden change of momentum made Hei Si Mou's expression freeze, and he became fully focused in an instant.

This sword, when the sword was raised, was already in full swing. The awe-inspiring sword intent was colder than the ice and snow in this winter, and the streamer of flames bloomed in this snowy night!

Hei Si Mou's movements froze.

Blood trickled down his neck.

The deep bone wound was completely intact in an instant, as if the blow just now had never existed at all.

And behind him, the young man holding the Sun Wheel Knife stood motionless in the snow, no longer breathing.

This blow, after all, failed.

Hei Si Mou turned around and chopped off his body with a single blow.

"Big brother—" the boy let out a hysterical cry, and rushed to Ji Guoyuanyi's side, but he could only kneel in the pool of blood at a loss, not knowing what to do.

The boy's ear-piercing cries made Heishimu frowned impatiently. He looked at the scene before him expressionlessly, and none of the six eyes raised any waves.

Then he raised the blade full of pupils in his hand, and slowly stabbed it into the boy's chest.

The boy looked back at him with difficulty, spitting blood from his mouth, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his weak voice almost drifted away: "...you will never, ever be able to defeat him."

Heishi Mou's eyes trembled, and with a little force on his hand, he forcibly cut the boy in half!

Shugo Hoshino didn't intend to pay attention to Heishimou's mood, nor was he interested in his leaving. He closed his eyes slowly, only feeling that his chest was heavy and he couldn't breathe.

He staggered to Ji Guo Yuanyi's side, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

But this time, his hand didn't penetrate Ji Guo Yuanyi's skin as usual, but landed on the ground.

Shugo Hoshino retracted his fingers in disbelief, held his breath for a few seconds, and then stretched out his hand again towards the still warm cheek.

He carefully and gently wiped away the blood on the other party's face, as if he was wiping some priceless treasure.

The magic circle glowing with lavender light slowly unfolded from under his body, and at the same time, it also enveloped Ji Guo Yuanyi's body in it.

"Yuanyi..."

He has a long, long time, and in the future, he will meet Yuan Yi again.

The vast sea of ​​spiritual power was emptied in an instant, Hoshino Shugo felt his chest suffocate, his eyes finally went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

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