Those years of eating and drinking in the high school of conjuration

With no further worries, Purgatory Xingshourou completely let go of his hands and feet, and ignored the wounds that did not affect the attack speed and strength. The sword in his hand drew sword moves one after another, and even the temperature gradually increased amidst the flames.

What's going on, this head brushed against Purgatory Xingshoulang's waist and took away part of the flesh and blood, Yi Wozuo felt incredible, this person, isn't he afraid of death at all!

"Xing Shoulang, become a ghost. It's a pity that you died here like this! You haven't reached the peak yet! Come and become a ghost! Then fight with me! Become stronger together!" Yiwozuo became excited , "Hey! Xing Julang, promise me! Become a ghost!"

"I refuse!" Purgatory Xingshoulang refused without hesitation.

Bullying the weak, devouring life, plundering wantonly... Gripping the handle of the knife tightly, Purgatory Xingjurou felt extremely angry. No matter how he thought, such hateful creatures as ghosts should not exist in the world!

At this moment, there seemed to be a golden red flame burning in the bottom of his heart, scorching the blood and vibrating the heart, and red flame lines emerged on his neck, and Purgatory Xingshourou felt that his condition was better than ever.

"Breath of Flame, Profound Truth!" The moment the distance was pulled away again, Purgatory Xingjurou lowered his heart, "Purgatory!"

The golden red grudge is like the dazzling sunlight, this is the dazzling grudge that Yiwozuo has never seen before, the fighting spirit is churning, and the evil ghost is grinning happily.

"Destroy the killing and destroying style!" Yi Wozuo laughed heartily as he swung forward a fist containing a strong fighting spirit.

The sword wrapped in golden-red flames met the fist wrapped in blue fighting spirit, and there was a stalemate.

"Ah——" He also held the sword in his other hand, and Purgatory Xingshourou completely gave up his defense, holding the sword with both hands, pushing the blade with great force to cut through the rock-like tough arm of the evil ghost.

With a turn of the sword, the blade slashed out from the shoulder and hit the evil spirit's neck straight.

"Clang!" The blade got stuck on Yiwozuo's neck.

"Boom!" His fist smashed into Purgatory Xingshoulang's abdomen.

Their movements were too fast and the distance was too close, so that Gojo Satoru had no room to intervene at all.

Using his muscles to hold Yiwozuo's arm, accumulating all his strength, the blade penetrated little by little, and where no one noticed, the flame pattern on the neck of Purgatory Kyojuro spread towards the side of his face, becoming more and more vivid.

The flames drew a perfect arc in the air, the head of the evil spirit flew into the air, and the sun also emerged from the horizon, and the golden sunlight spread to the ground inch by inch, onto the body of the evil spirit that had not yet dissipated. .

Ah... so warm... His head rolled to the ground, and Yiwozuo stared at the warm sun on the horizon in a daze. There, there seemed to be a girl in a snow-patterned kimono with her back to him. Among the raised hair, the snowflake-shaped hairpin shone brightly in the sun.

The girl looked sideways at Yiwozuo, and beside her, dozens of familiar figures appeared.

Ah... I remembered... Tears overflowed from the evil spirit's eyes.

The girl smiled, and stretched out her slender palm to him.

Come home, Komaji.

Well, I'm back, Lianxue.

The evil spirit's obsession dissipated, and its body turned into dust under the sun, floating towards the sky.

It was confirmed that the third of the first string was indeed dead, and the sun had already risen. Purgatory Kyojurou's tense nerves could finally relax. His ribs were broken, his abdomen was punctured, and many soft tissues in his body were contused... He couldn't hold on and fell to his knees. Even so, he was still smiling.

Great, the situation that the Shangxian ghost has not been changed for a hundred years has been broken.At this moment, he was very excited. He won. There were 205 people on the train and 0 people died.

Ah, that's too bad, it seems to have hurt the liver. This injury may not be able to last until Xia You comes over.Purgatory Xingjulang thought belatedly.

Kamado Tanjiro struggled to get up from the ground, anxiously trying to get to Purgatory Kyojuro, but Gojo Satoru pinned him to the ground.

"Okay, don't move around anymore, your injuries are also very serious." After punishing the seriously injured who wanted to move around, Gojo Satoru looked at Yu Gongmian who was standing quietly beside him, and said affirmatively, "Mianmian, you There is a way to stabilize the injury."

How did he know?Yu Gongmian was surprised, so he really didn't lie to me?I really know him and have a good relationship?

never mind.Lowering his eyes, his slender eyelashes covered his emotions like a small fan.It was scary, all strangers.

Taking a few steps forward in silence, Yu Gongmian walked up to Liangui Xingshoulang, her eyes looked at her feet, her body tensed.

"Hello, sir." The boy's voice was inaudible, and the chain came out of the palm of the hand hanging by his side, "Please don't struggle."

The chain tentatively climbed onto Purgatory Xingshoulang's arm, and after making sure that he was not attacked, he carefully climbed onto the opponent's body, wrapping around the opponent's wound several times.

"It's amazing, young man!" Feeling that the wound didn't get any worse, and seemed to be fixed in this state, Purgatory Kyojuro stood up and gave a thumbs up, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome." Gojo Satoru let go of Tanjirou Kamado who promised to lie down obediently, and let Inosuke Zuihei look after him. He walked to the side of Amamemiya and habitually hung on him, "It can be a little Explain to us, that thing."

A strange yet familiar atmosphere enveloped him, and Yu Gongmian relaxed.

It can be said that among the pillars of the Demon Slayer Team, apart from the currently retired ex-Style Butterfly Kanae, the one who communicates best is Purgatory Kyojuro.

For these two teenagers who helped him, Purgatory Xingshoulang was very grateful, and he didn't ask more about their strange abilities, and answered their questions very carefully.

This is not a different world, but [the past].

Now is the Taisho era, that unknown creature is a kind of evil spirit that eats humans, and these swordsmen are ghost hunters who belong to the ghost killing team and specialize in targeting ghosts.

However, why are there no relevant records in the history of both the magic world and the world of ordinary people?

No... No, the history of the magic world is indeed a long period of history that is briefly mentioned.

Probably after the Patriarch of the Gotiao Family and the Patriarch of the Chanyuan Family died together, the conjuration world was also seriously injured by the purge of the two-faced Su Nuo and Kamo Xianlun. live.

It turns out that during this period of time, is there still this unknown history?

"So, it's an official organization similar to the police?" Thinking of those police officers with top-notch physical skills, Gojo Satoru couldn't help linking them together.

"No, the ghost killing team is just a non-governmental organization. Ghosts will turn into fly ash after death. We can't prove the existence of ghosts to the public, and we don't want everyone to fall into panic." Purgatory Xingshoulang watched the three juniors rescue in an orderly manner with relief. The injured people, "everyone gathered spontaneously and worked hard to kill the evil spirits."

Wujo Wu was dumbfounded.

Unlike conjurers expelling curse spirits, these ghost hunters are just ordinary people. They don't have any magic power, let alone heaven and curses. All they have are their own flesh and blood and tenacious willpower.

They are just fighting against these evil spirits that are harder to kill than the curse spirits as human beings.

"Xia You is here, Xia You is here!" The crow flew towards the train in the sun, and since Shangxiansan appeared, it immediately went to the nearest butterfly house to call Xia Youjie, who is both a combat power and a doctor .

The crow landed on the train, anxiously confirming everyone's safety and Shang Xiansan's whereabouts: "Ghost? Ghost?"

"Thank you, Ah Yan, Shang Xiansan has been beheaded, please report this news to the lord!" Purgatory Xing Shou Lang said loudly, as if the person who was just injured and dying was not him.

Talking Raven!And summer oil?It can't be Jay, can it?

Suspicious, Gojo Satoru didn't rush to ask, anyway, he could see people right away, so it's better to ask other questions, such as...

"Are there any requirements to join the Ghost Killing Squad?"

Purgatory Kyojuro looked at Gojo Satoru, and saw the seriousness of the young man in those broad eyes of the sky.

Thinking of the boy's miraculous ability, Purgatory Xingshou Lang said seriously: "Actually, there are no specific requirements to join the ghost killing team. Even if you don't have the talent to kill ghosts, you can join the logistics team [hidden], but if it's just a young man If you are impulsive, I don't recommend that you join the Ghost Killing Squad."

"Even if our abilities are useful to you?"

"Yes!" Purgatory Xingshoulang replied decisively.

Wow!Started to envy.Comparing the high level of the Demon Slayer Squad in front of him with the high level of the magic world, Wujo became admirable.

Standing in the shadow of Wujo Wu, Yu Gongmian listened silently, indifferent to Wujo Wu's behavior that was completely different from what he said before.

He didn't care whether the other party lied or not, as long as he was sure that the other party would not hurt him.

"Mr. Gojo." Gently pulled Gojo Wu's sleeve, "Are you trying to kill these ghosts?" Yu Gongmian asked seriously.

This is a completely strange place. Except for the father, all human beings are cunning and snobbish. They must be obedient and become useful, and those who are useless will be abandoned.Yu Gongmian suppressed the fear in her heart, and really wanted to go home.

Um?No objection?Why are you so obedient?

"Yes." Gojo Satoru tugged on his sleeve, but didn't pull it out.

"I know, I will try my best."

Gojo Satoru smiled inexplicably, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Too obedient, as if if you don't obey, you will be abandoned. Why is it like this?Is it the influence of [Dracula] or the influence of [Yugongmian]? [Dracula] is so powerful, it should not be his influence, so it is the influence of [Yugongmian].

Right.Gojo Satoru realizes that Sleep, who has merged with [Dracula], is unlikely to be willing to cooperate with the experiment, and he will definitely resist. So, in order to make him obedient, what will the higher-ups do?

After a lapse of a year, those angers that had been silenced by time flared up again.

It would be great if the upper echelons of the magic world could be transformed into a ghost killing team.

Together with this idea, it can no longer be suppressed.

I want to reform, I want this magic world to change according to my vision, and I want my best friends and descendants to laugh freely.

Gojo Satoru had this idea for the first time.