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"what happened?!"

The sudden change completely stunned the four people present.

Xia Youjie was the first to notice the abnormality.

He quickly turned his head and glanced at Gojo Satoru, who was also extremely shocked, and a feeling that was almost creepy suddenly climbed up his spine.

Wujo's unique six eyes do not have the so-called blind spots like ordinary people.

Even if Gojo Satoru temporarily relaxes because the mission is about to end, it's impossible to say that he didn't notice the approach of others at all.

"Huh?" Fu Heisher turned the handle of the knife suspiciously.

"What's wrong, curse spirit?"

His blow just now was undoubtedly aimed at Gojo Satoru.

If there is no accident, this knife should be piercing the six eyes right now.

But at the moment he shot, the white-haired DK suddenly staggered a few steps forward, as if he was pushed violently by someone, just in time to stagger Fuheshier's attack.

However, Fu Heisher was extremely sure that he definitely stabbed the knife into someone's body, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with the feeling of stirring the wound when turning the sword.

"No matter what it is, it can actually detect me."

Fu Heisher raised the corners of his lips, and pulled out the blade mercilessly.

"It's really amazing."

The sky and the tyrant, who have no magic power, even with Wujo Wu's six eyes, couldn't detect the approach of the approaching person at that moment.

But Tanjiro noticed it.

is the smell.

No matter how powerful the magic power or the traces are, no matter how hard they try to hide it, human beings will never think of hiding their own scent.

When Fuheshier approached, Tanjiro caught the murderous smell almost overflowing from his body for an instant, and noticed the abnormality.

"Forget it, whatever he is."

Fu Heisher slammed the knife, as if to shake off the invisible blood on the knife.

Such a change is only a few seconds.

"Enlightenment!" Xia Youjie, who reacted, clapped his hands, and the huge and ferocious curse spirit rose from the ground, and swallowed Fu Heisher whole without saying a word.

Gojo Satoru's actions are also unambiguous.He hugged Tanjiro who was covering his wound, stepped back a few steps, and then hurried to check the wound on Youhun.

"What happened!" Gojo Satoru couldn't help cursing secretly.

This kind of thing should not hurt Tanjiro!

"Cough." However, Tanjiro couldn't answer his words now.

He clutched the wound on his abdomen with a pained expression—however, the strange thing was that there was no blood on the wound despite the fact that it was such a serious injury.

"Go-kun, Ms. Riko..." Tanjiro clenched his teeth, and took two quick breaths.

With the help of Gojo Satoru's strength, he managed to support himself to stand up; he pushed the blank-looking Gojo Satoru again, signaling that he was fine, and asked Gojo Satoru to protect Riko Tenouchi immediately.

"I don't mind."

Tanjiro opened his mouth wide, his lungs rapidly expanding and contracting.

An indescribable cold feeling began to spread along the wound silently, Tanjiro squinted his eyes half-closed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

That chilly feeling tightly entangled his soul, like a gangrene, trying to drag him into an extremely cold ice cave, even though Tanjiro was standing under the scorching sun, this feeling was still lingering go.

"Jie, you take Tiannei away first."

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath.

The assailant who appeared inexplicably was swallowed by Xia Youjie's spell, but this should not be taken lightly.

Gojo Satoru signaled Xia Youjie to go first, and then wrapped his arms around Tanjiro, who was barely standing, behind him.

Future Strongest lowered his head slightly.He didn't know when his fist was clenched tightly, and the spell power on his body began to float uncomfortably.

The shadow of the white forehead hair hanging down half of Gojo Satoru's face was blocked, at least in the

"I'll take care of this guy."

'clam down. '

Tanjiro gasped, clutching the wound tightly with his hands.

The lingering chill has unconsciously spread all over the body.Even though it is still early spring, and the cold of winter has not completely faded away, Tanjiro can't feel the warmth of spring now.

'Calm down and think about what Mr. Purgatory taught you before! '

He closed his eyes tightly, obviously his soul only felt cold, but cold sweat kept breaking out on Tanjirou's forehead.

Tanjiro clenched his teeth, under the cold breath, his lungs seemed to be frozen, almost giving Tanjiro the illusion that he couldn't breathe.

He worked hard to expand his lungs, cold air entered the trachea, and a large amount of fresh oxygen poured into the blood vessels, as if he wanted to use this to stimulate the blood flow and let the roaring blood dissipate the cold.

'Right, that is it. '

Tanjiro kept his eyes closed.

He heard the muffled sounds of fists and flesh, Wujo Wujo's indistinct cursing, and the scream of weapons piercing the air.

Gojo Satoru didn't suppress the power of 'Ao' this time, and suddenly there was a sound of bricks and tiles breaking on the wall, and the magic power and the strong wind blowing against Tanjiro's face, cut his cheek with pain.

However, he still has control over the direction, trying to avoid affecting Tanjiro as much as possible.

"To be honest, I'm very angry right now."

Unprecedented anger kept burning his mind, Gojo Satoru lowered his head halfway, his six eyes stared fixedly at the man who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth in the distance, his blue pupils turned a strange blue at this moment.

"Tch, who cares about you."

Fu Heisher glanced at the completely broken and unusable magic tool in his hand, and simply threw it aside.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak.

Six Eyes almost crazily poured all the information collected and analyzed into his brain. The high-speed cells and the pressure to maintain the limitless pressure almost completely emptied his brain.

The brain is throbbing and hurting because of the overload, and the feeling of the brain cells being burned out makes him feel as if the whole brain is falling down.

It's strange to say that Gojo Satoru can be said to be in a state of rage now, but he feels extremely sober and calm at this moment.

He saw that Tanjiro used his own method to alleviate the injury, and then turned his attention to Fuheshier wholeheartedly, concentrating on guarding against the next attack.

Emotion tells Gojo Satoru that he should be angry now.

However, rationality made him calm down at this moment, even to the point of indifference.

The technique that had been blocked and unable to be used before seemed to suddenly penetrate at this moment, and a sense of clarity that had never been felt infused the whole body in an instant.

"Then try it." It may be intuition, or it may be some kind of unfounded guidance, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

"Spell Reversal Heh."

Tanjiro's current situation is not very good.

His legs were so stiff and numb that he could barely stand.Obviously, he has worked hard to expand his lungs and use breathing techniques, but the cold and cold feeling has not improved in the slightest.

What's worse, it's not known whether it's because of blood loss (?) or some other reason, an irresistible sleepiness spreads from the depths of the soul.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Tanjiro's handling.Using the breathing method to reduce the blood flow at the wound and transfer the oxygen that should have been allocated to the wound to other places to strengthen the muscles can not only achieve temporary hemostasis, but also ensure that one's combat power will not be greatly affected.

However, Tanjiro ignored a problem.

He is not a human being of flesh and blood now;

But it's just a ghost who somehow traveled through time and space.

Will the soul have blood vessels like human beings, and will there be blood flowing in it?

Will the soul bleed from the wound when it is injured?

The increasingly piercing cold made Tanjiro almost unable to move, and the spreading drowsiness gradually made it impossible for him to stay awake.

At the moment when he lost consciousness, something soft and warm seemed to rub against his ankle, and his anxious and worried eyes fell on it.

Then, the ghost fell into a deep sleep.

No one knows exactly how the cat appeared.

The back of the snow-white cat arched, and its sharp claws scratched the ground, almost drawing white marks on the concrete road.

The fur on the cat's body was blown up. It cleverly hid in the dark, its teeth were clenched, and its blue cat eyes were staring at Fuheshier without blinking.

The original weapon was destroyed, and Fu Heisher was not in a hurry.

He had already prepared a more suitable spell tool.

Special-grade spell tool, Tianni Hoko.

The cat moved for a moment.

The strong and powerful hind legs of cats allow him to rush forward from the dark in an instant. The body of the cat is unfolding in the air, and it rushes to Fuheshier quickly and accurately——

The Tianni Hoko in his hand.

The cat wasn't afraid that the still raging spell would tear its body apart.

With a kick on his hind legs, his abnormally sharp claws clawed at Fu Heisher's wrist mercilessly.

This was not over yet, while both of them were temporarily distracted by the cat's sudden appearance, the white cat opened its mouth suddenly, and the animal's sharp teeth pierced the wound where its claws scratched without hesitation.

Then, relying on the overly sensitive reaction of cats, the white cat took advantage of the moment when Fuheshier was in pain and let go of his hand, turned his head and picked up the Tianni Hoko and ran away at high speed.

All of this may not even take one breath, and it is only in the blink of an eye, and the spell in Gojo Satoru's hand has not yet formed.

"Dead cat!"

Fuheisher, who had come to his senses, was about to catch the cat with his backhand.

But at this time, Gojo Satoru's attack had already arrived.

As a last resort, Fu Heisher could only give up chasing the cat that appeared out of nowhere, and instead dealt with Gojo Satoru's attack.

When he turned his head again, the cat had long since disappeared.

The only thing left is probably the cat's blue pupils in Fu Heisher's last look.

The cat's supposedly blue and pure eyes became dark and dark at that moment, and when he looked at Fu Heisher, there seemed to be a faint, angry flame burning in his eyes.

When he was hiding in the dark, it was like two clusters of green will-o'-the-wisps lighting up in the dark, which made people shudder.

—Then, the cat rushed into the distant jungle.

No trace can be found anymore.