I rely on healing powers to save my life

Shiratori Xia was taken to a secluded house by Heisei Mou. After a long time, Shiratori Xia saw Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi again.

The rare blood moon hung high in the sky, as if meeting him for the first time, Guiwu Tsuji stood in front of him with his back to the moonlight.

Shiratori Natsu lowered her eyes, not to look at the scarlet pupils of Onimai Tsuji.

Oni Wu Tsuji walked up to Shiratori Natsu, pinched Shiratori Natsu's cheek, and forced him to raise his head.

Shiratori Xia was caught off guard, and looked into Oni Wu Tsuji's eyes.

A storm was brewing in those usually cold scarlet eyes.

Oni Wu Tsuji smiled, "Would you like me to say welcome back, Shiratori?"

The experience of getting along with Oni Wu Tsuji told Shiratori Natsu that Oni Wu Tsuji is very angry now.

The pain on her cheek made Shiratori Natsu purse her lips and look away without saying a word.

Shiratori Xia's appearance fell into Oni Wu Tsuji's eyes, and Oni Wu Tsuji's hand let go with a sneer.

"It seems that you don't think you did anything wrong at all. Do you and Zhu Shi think that as long as you get rid of my control, everything will be fine, and you even hope that Ji Guoyuan can kill me?"

"That's why I said you are too naive. You are ghosts after all. As long as you are still alive in the world, it is impossible to get rid of my control. I am the one who gives you life and power." Grabbing Shiratori Natsu's neck tightly.

Shiratori Natsu's neck hurt, and she was lifted up by Onimi Tsuji.

Shiratori Natsu firmly grabbed Oni Wu Tsuji's hand that was holding his neck, trying to get him to let go of the shackles, but Oni Wu Tsuji's hand was as motionless as steel.

The pain came from the neck, the brain lacked oxygen, Shiratori Xia's face turned red, and his legs were hanging in the air and struggling.

Onimai Tsuji narrowed his eyes, and flung Shiratori Natsu out.

Shiratori Xia's body slammed hard against the wall.

Regaining oxygen, Shiratori Xia coughed violently, and the pain from his body made him curl up.

Blood flowed from the corner of Shiratori Natsu's mouth, and physiological tears blurred Shiratori Natsu's eyes.

Before Shiratori Xia could react, a shadow fell from in front of him.

"This level won't kill you. What a powerful power it is. It's the privilege of being a ghost. Why don't you know how to cherish it?" Gui Wu Tsuji looked down at Shiratori Natsu, and came a light voice.

Onimai Tsuji raised his hand, and his arm turned into a whip.

The thorn whip wrapped around Shiratori Xia's body and tightened around his body. The sharp thorns on the thorn whip cut his body mercilessly. The wound was not serious, but it spread all over his body.

Blood flowed out from Shiratori Xia's body, staining the clothes on Shiratori Xia's body.

Pain continued to come from his body, blood flowed, and Shiratori Xia's breathing became heavy.

Shiratori Natsu endured the pain and looked at Oni Wu Tsuji, only to see Oni Wu Tsuji cut his wrist.

The smell of Onimai Tsuji's blood spread to Shiratori Natsu's nose. In the current perception of Shiratori Natsu, it was an extremely sweet smell.

The smell of blood seduced Shiratori Xia, his eyes turned red uncontrollably, and the vertical pupils appeared accordingly.

Shiratori Natsu's eyes locked on Onimai Tsuji's wrist.

eager.

He wanted that blood.

Shiratori Xia's chest heaved violently, and her mouth began to secrete saliva.

Onimai Tsuji stretched out his arms, and blood dripped on the ground in front of Shiratori Natsu.

The moment the blood dripped, a system notification sounded in Shiratori Xia's mind, and Shiratori Xia woke up suddenly.

He instantly understood Guiwu Tsuji's intentions.

When a ghost is exhausted or seriously injured, he urgently needs to replenish energy, and even loses his mind because of it.

Oni Mai Tsuji's blood is the best choice for any ghost to replenish energy.

Not to mention Shiratori Natsu, who has been relying on the blood of Onimai Tsujimu after becoming a ghost.

Oni Wu Tsuji screamed that Shiratori Natsu was exhausted and lost blood, and was in a state of urgent need to replenish energy. Shiratori Natsu would become very eager for Oni Wu Tsuji's blood, but as long as she got the blood of Oni Wu Tsuji again, she would not It is possible to get rid of Onimai Tsuji's control again.

Shiratori Natsu bit the tip of her tongue hard, to wake herself up, and forced herself to look away from Kimai Tsuji's wrist.

Seeing that Shiratori Natsu's eyes became clear, Guiwu Tsuji raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Can you still resist instinct?"

"But all your struggles are in vain."

Onimai Tsuji Wuyou stepped forward and forcefully pressed Shiratori Natsu's head on his wrist.

The blood stained Shiratori Xia's lips, and the strong smell of blood spread to Shiratori Xia's nose.

Shiratori Natsu wanted to turn her head away, but was firmly controlled by Onimai Tsuji.

Shiratori Natsu clenched her teeth tightly, and Onimai Tsuji's blood slid down Shiratori Natsu's cheeks without being swallowed by him.

Seeing that Shiratori Natsu didn't accept blood at all, Oni Wu Tsuji's eyes sank, and he pulled Shiratori Natsu's hair and told him to look up, the blood on his wrist dripped into Shiratori Natsu's mouth along with gravity.

"You obviously want this very much, why should you be patient?"

Onimai Tsuji Mumi reached for Shiratori Natsu's mouth, forcing him to swallow.

"You shouldn't resist me, and you can't."

The blood entered Shiratori Xia's mouth and spread all over his limbs.

Shiratori Natsu burst out of strength, broke free from the shackles of Onimai Tsuji, covered her mouth and coughed dryly.

But it was too late.

Shiratori Natsu's body began to heat up, power filled Shiratori Natsu's body, and the black pigment in her hair faded, returning to its original white color.

Then Shiratori Natsu clearly felt that the broken link with Onimai Tsuji Muchan was re-established.

The feeling of being controlled and unable to resist reappeared in Shiratori Xia's heart.

Onimai Tsuji stood beside Shiratori Natsu, twisting Shiratori Natsu's hair.

Shiratori Xia froze for a moment, and then the sea of ​​spirits was invaded by Oni Wu Tsuji.

Oni Wu Tsuji read all the memories of Shiratori Natsu during this period, "Have you found the blue Bana flower yet?"

"Good boy." Onimai Tsujimu rubbed Shiratori Natsu's head, "But there are still punishments."

Hei Si Mou, who was at the side, finally couldn't help but speak when he heard the word punishment: "Master Wu Mi..."

Hei Si Mou hadn't finished speaking when Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi interrupted him, "Do you want to intercede for him?"

Gui Wu Tsuji's eyes fell on Hei Si Mou, "If you want to take the punishment for him, I will allow it."

"I can..."

"It's none of his business, Mr. Wu Mi." Shiratori Xia's voice interrupted Heishimu, he raised his eyes to Guiwu Tsuji Wu Mi, and repeated, "It's none of his business."

"You don't know that Hei Si Mou was shaken when he was supposed to bring you back. Are you protecting him?"

"I don't need to protect him, I just don't want to really owe him anything." Bai Niaoxia stood up, without giving Hei Simou a look.

Heishimu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he froze in place.

Guiwu Tsuji glanced at Heishimu, then at Shiratori Xia, "Then let's go."

Oni Wu Tsuji has methods that can make people feel overwhelmed, Shiratori Natsu has long known, but he never imagined that these methods will be used on him one day.

Shiratori Natsu has been suffering in the process of her body being torn apart and reassembled, and she didn't know how long it had passed before Ghost Wu Tsuji came to Shiratori Natsu again.

"It's time to finish what you're supposed to do." Ghost Mai Tsuji said.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan knew that Shiratori Xia was probably taken away by Kiwu Tsuji.

Ji Guoyuan followed the ghost's breath to find it, but somewhere, the thin strangeness was completely broken.

Now the clue is broken.

But Ji Guoyuan didn't dare to delay, he didn't know how Bai Niaoxia would be treated there.

Based on his understanding of Onimai Tsuji, he will never let Shiratori Natsu's betrayal go.

Ji Guoyuan first inquired about various news in the village.

A week later, Ji Guoyuan suddenly heard a message from a villager.

A young man with white hair came here a few days ago, as if he was looking for someone.

Ji Guoyuan asked the villagers about the specific situation in a hurry.

He has white hair and looks like he is in his teens. He has only seen him in the dark, and his description fits perfectly with Shiratori Natsu.

Villagers said he headed for another village.

After getting the news, Ji Guoyuan went to the village without stopping.

Ji Guoyuan was dressed as a samurai, his face was not very good, and he looked out of place in the village.

The villagers discussed several times and pushed a middle-aged man out.

The middle-aged man came to Ji Guoyuan, "Hello Mr. Samurai, may I ask why you came to our village?"

Ji Guoyuan withdrew his gaze and greeted the middle-aged man, "Hello, I would like to ask if there has been a white-haired boy in the village recently?"

"Ah, are you his companion? You surprised us." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, with a smile on his face, "He is resting in our empty room. Do you want to find him?"

"Yes, please take me there." Ji Guoyuan nodded.

"Come here, please."

The middle-aged man led the way, and Ji Guoyuan took a deep breath and followed him.

The interval between getting the news and actually finding Shiratori Xia is too short, so short that Ji Guoyuan feels unreal.

Ji Guoyuan licked his dry lips.

Is that really Shiratori Natsu, how did he escape?Is he okay, is he hurt?

If it was really Shiratori Natsu, what would he say?

Ji Guoyuan reached out and touched his chest, where the blue Bana flower was well preserved.

He has picked the last blue Bana flower, Shiratori Xia will be happy to see it.

The middle-aged man stopped in front of a house and was about to knock on the door when Ji Guoyuan reached out his hand to stop him, "It's okay, don't disturb him to rest."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Okay."

After the middle-aged man left, Ji Guoyuan carefully opened the door.

The windows of the house were closed, and light poured in through the open door.

When Ji Guoyuan entered the room, he curled up with his knees in a corner where the sun could not shine.

The man raised his head when he heard the voice, it was Ji Guoyuan's familiar face.

Ji Guoyuan said softly, "White Bird."

Shiratori Xia responded, "Yes."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan closed the door, he approached Bai Niaoxia and bent down, holding Bai Niaoxia in his arms, "I'm sorry."

Ji Guoyuan's warm body temperature enveloped Shiratori Xia, Shiratori Xia sniffled, "Why do you have to apologize?"

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt Shiratori Xia's fingers sliding on his chest, the trajectory looked like words.

Ji Guoyuan lowered his eyes.

Shiratori Natsu said, believe me.