The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

Qing Xiang secretly opened one eye.

The face of the fist with the shadow hanging down was less than a few centimeters away from him, and the gloomy and terrifying face behind the fist stared straight at him.

...why didn't you hammer it up?

Because I look like a child, so Yiwozuo, who upholds the style of not killing children and women, stopped?

Qing Xiang, who hadn't heard the previous discussion at all, couldn't understand the reason for the pause.He stared vigilantly and took a few steps back. Seeing that the other party hadn't made a move, he quickly turned around and struggled with the half-kneeling Purgatory.

... The injury was very serious. It was the hidden wound from the time bomb that had completely ruptured. The ability to stay awake without shock all depends on his excellent physique. Even if he is sent for medical treatment now, he will definitely have sequelae.

Forget it... This is Purgatory's own decision.It has been clear for a long time, isn't it, only this person himself, his will cannot be changed at all.

Qing Xiang's face was ugly, he pursed his lips, but he stretched his neck forward actively, wrapping Purgatory's arm around his neck, so that the latter could use his strength to stand up.

"Cough, Youkang, I have caused you trouble. I am clearly the master. I am ashamed."

The person who was still coughing up blood spoke this sentence very slowly, and Qing Xiang got a general idea from the shape of his mouth.

The head of the man with drooping head was covered with blood, and a bright red or dark brown liquid snaked from his forehead and soaked his transparent eyes.But what Qing Xiang couldn't understand was that he had a gratified and proud smile on his face, an unstoppable smile, like a child who was comparing himself with others.

"...Master?"

Yiwozuo, who held his fist and stopped in the air, seemed to be frozen in that moment.

"Are you... his master?"

"Yes, this child is my disciple!" Purgatory stretched out a hand, and pressed Qing Xiang's head hard.

"How, is he a strong and good boy? Not only me, but also my younger brother has been taken care of by him. Being able to meet Youkang in that early morning is a very precious fate for me!"

Slightly different from the previous smile, the man leaned on the young man without strength, but his smile was bright and carefree.

"Yukang! He is definitely not a weak person who will abandon his companions! Because this is exactly our original intention to make our bodies and minds strong through hard work!"

Hearty smile, sonorous and moderate voice, sincere trust in his proudest disciple.

Yiwozuo seemed to see an afterimage for a moment.

There is only one thing, in a trance, you can only roughly see the hairstyle and clothing styles clearly, the appearance of being satisfied with your proud disciple, entrusting your daughter to him with confidence.

'I entrust this child to you, let her live an ordinary and happy life!I believe that you are a man of indomitable spirit, and you will make a deal! '

……Who is that?

Yiwozuo avoided the figure that disturbed him, he just stared at his fists, and in his vision, the body of the fist that never wavered was slightly shaken.

I...why am I shaken?

As long as you become stronger, you will no longer be troubled by worldly pains. In the realm of the strong, everything will no longer be a stumbling block, even if you are going forward indomitable strides forward.

Yes, just like that, leave them all far behind, enjoy the process of becoming stronger, fight the strong, become stronger, fight the stronger, become the strongest!The road ahead is clear at a glance, there is no need to hesitate at all, yes, now—!

But the orange eyes looked directly at him, and what came to his ears was a simple question:

"Mr. Four, what is your original intention to become stronger?"

Yiwozuo froze.

He tried hard to recall, searched the memory of 'Yiwozuo', searched for any clues, and looked for all the details.

But he couldn't answer.

It seems that since the ghost 'Yiwozuo' was born, 'becoming stronger' has been the creed engraved in his mind. He has never hesitated about himself, and his steps are always moving forward, never thinking about it. Take a look back.

…No, he thought about it.

Occasional post-war intervals and sunset breaks, he stood alone in the shadow of the waterwheel by the river, looking up at the fireworks exploding in the sky, surrounded by noisy voices, but he was alone and alone.

The dazed and empty mood at that time was stopped by someone halfway.

Even though he was standing surrounded by ghost hunters, fireworks exploded next to Yi Wozuo's ears.

First, there is the long sound of lift-off, then the bustling sound of explosion, and finally the faint reverberation of silence.

The vague cursing and scolding in the back of his mind were covered by the sound of blossoming fireworks. Blood mixed with blood clots flowed out from under the nose of the ghost standing frozen in the yard, and spots of red spots fell on the back of his feet, and small blossoms bloomed. camellia.

"Yiwozuo."

The voice of another person sounded very clearly.A sound that shouldn't be there.

"Cup... my lord?"

Yiwozuo's voice became hoarse.

The blood under his nose was flowing more and more, and there were more and more blood clots flowing out, hitting the back of his feet drop by drop, and the meandering blood flowed from the soil along the arc of the back of his feet.

After dormant, the flesh and blood of the cup bone blade spread throughout the body along with Yi Wozuo's vigorous momentum.Under the cover of the co-invading wisteria poison, it was careful not to touch Onimai Tsuji, assimilating with the flesh and blood of Yiwoza like a virus.Now it has completely occupied half of its body, tearing off the skin of wisteria poison, and contending with Onimai Tsuji's flesh and blood, fighting endlessly.

"Although I am not interested in it personally, if it is that person, I'm afraid I will try my best to fulfill your wish. So, tell me your last wish, and I will try my best."

desire?

The fireworks were blooming in full bloom next to his ears, and Yi Wozuo suddenly looked to his side.

There the river was dim, the lights were dim, and it was empty.

correct……

"It shouldn't be... It's just me, there is another person, there should be another person, by the way, the two of us watch the fireworks together, beside that river, the river water is a bit fishy, ​​and there are many noisy brats."

He didn't have time to ask the 'last', but eagerly grabbed the thread to find the answer, speaking faster and faster.

"I held hands with another person and made some kind of promise, it seems like a promise about the future... I can't remember, do you know?"

But the answer that came disappointed him.

"I do not know."

Cup Skeletal Blade is not Oni Wu Tsuji, he may be able to control the thoughts of the ghost transformed by himself, but after all, he can't go beyond Oni Wu Tsuji to check the memory of other ghosts.

The only one who knows the answer is Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, but the latter is stingy with giving.

"I regret that."

Yiwozuo's ghost teeth stretched out all the way out of his lips, the white teeth were covered with blood and gore, he couldn't help showing his 'ghost' traits, but he couldn't even see who was in front of him clearly.He looked ferocious and angry, as if he had been deceived the most intolerable:

"But you said you would fulfill my wish! You are the strongest, you should know everything, you"

He rants about wishful thinking.

"The end of being strong is not being omnipotent. If being strong can really do that, why do I still hide in the Infinite City all day long, in constant fear?"

"but I,"

The figure covered in dark blue tattoos staggered, and finally collapsed to the ground like a mountain collapsed.

He supported his upper body with his arms, and the colorless water droplets different from blood fell to the soil, rolled around the soil, and then seeped into the ground again.

"If I can't remember her,"

Cup Skeletal Blade seemed to hear the cry, but when he listened carefully, he heard only loneliness:

——"...not even the last promise..."

In the side courtyard, Qing Xiang supported Purgatory, quietly staring at the 'ghost' whose flesh and blood exploded and collapsed, back and forth over and over again, and finally became inhuman.On the back of his neck was the constant warmth from a stranger's arm, and beside his ears was someone's mournful and painful cry.

Tomioka resisted the pain and numbness in half of his body, and limped forward with a knife in his hand, wanting to give the ghost who was struggling in pain a treat.It's just that when he just raised the black and red sun wheel blade, the two diametrically opposed flesh and blood competitions in Yiwozuo's body finally reached their peak, completely destroying the **** as a battlefield, and the bulging flesh and blood puffed up to an extreme.

Probably this is the end of the pursuit of the powerful 'Yi Wo Zuo', which disappeared in a distorted, self-ignorant daze.

Then, for the first time, Cup Skeleton Blade told a meaningless comfort lie that he didn't even believe.

"don’t worry."

The swelling meatball seemed to pause for a moment.

"She will pick you up on the other side of Huangquan."

The moaning died away.

Like an exploding balloon, the flesh and blood burst open with a 'bang', and the gas emitted a long '呲', and the huge meat ball quickly shrunk until it became a thin layer of silent ashes.

Yiwozuo, are you satisfied with this?

Cup Skeletal Blade doesn't believe in the afterlife, he doesn't believe in the underworld, he's just saying words of consolation that he thinks are lies.

He watched the dust rise from the sky, scattered into the night, and disappeared without leaving a trace under the gentle night wind.

The fourth of the first string has since played the final chapter.

The fourth battle, which was resolved by using the flesh and blood of the cup bone blade, ended the fastest.

But in the whole process of siege, only Yi Wozuo would use the cup bone blade flesh and blood to solve it: Hei Si Mou is too powerful, just like wisteria flower poison is ineffective against him, and the cup bone blade flesh and blood can't be of much use, and Hei Si Mou is not as good as Yiwozuo underestimated the enemy, he was cautious, and there was no room for bullets to hit him.

As for Ban Tiangou, Shi Tou has already fought with him in depth on the sea, and he is familiar with the latter's fighting skills and blood ghost art. Now that he has the intelligence and swordsman support of 'Qi', he has more than half of the winning rate.

"Youkang, let's go to Lord Master."

But Purgatory has been slow to get a response.He turned his head to the side, and lightly - out of strength - patted Qing Xiang's shoulder.

"You Kang?"

The latter raised his head with a dazed expression on his face.

"Still immersed in the death of Winding Four?"

It was extremely vast, and it turned into fly ash without a sound the moment it erupted.Even Purgatory was moved by it, and couldn't help looking up at the starry night sky: "I hope he can redeem his sins in Huangquan and reincarnate."

At this time, the silent Tomioka was more careful than the exhausted Purgatory, keenly aware of the abnormality:

"Qing Xiang, can't you hear me?"