The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

In the silent ruins with no wind or sound, the swaying flames have long been extinguished.

A tall, thin, gloomy male and a young and determined teenager.

Standing on both sides of the ruins, one is called 'Ghost' and the other is called 'Human', separated by Tianzhu.

The sleeves wrapped with flame patterns poke into the skirt, and then - the soft light lights up a small piece of night sky, the slender petals are melodious with the wind, and the beautiful petite flowers emit a refreshing temperature.

Because of the messy black hair flying in the night wind, the light lit up the young man's face, making his eyes very bright.

"Give me the surname of Qing Xiang, is it to make me a tool to find it?"

……'tool'?

Like touching ice cubes through the warm firelight, Ganlu Temple cools down from the excitement.She put down her hand, and realized that there was a secret behind her that she didn't know, so she was poured cold water.

... Am I thinking the opposite of the truth?

She looked at the other person hesitantly again.

"..."

Unfortunately, the other person did not answer.

"With the body of a 'ghost', I searched for treasures that were nowhere to be found. At this time, the future descendants of the future have lost their families, entrusting their humble pleas to the baby who has been transferred to my arms...'Ah, the trouble is dead, just find someone Forget about drowning in the spring, anyway, I don’t care about family history, it’s better to be celibate and innocent.’”

"..."

"But, who? It doesn't matter who it is, I propose to you: 'No matter what, I can't find any trace of the blue flower...'"

The boy looked up.

"'Is it because it's a ghost that I can't find it?'"

——So, with the mentality of 'try it', I raised this trouble.It was a cold calculation from beginning to end.

There is no need for a general explanation, and the ending is silently presented in everyone's mind.

"..."

With the backtracking of the 'facts' and the silence of the man being 'questioned', the eyes looking at the cup bone blade gradually cooled down, mixed with scrutiny.

The smile on the corner of Ubuyashiki's mouth also dissipated slightly.

Once the kindness of nurturing changes its original intention, it will become a cold and diametrically opposite thing.

This guy, who said 'the responsibility of the elders' before, is full of lies... There is no ivory in the ghost's mouth.

Undead Chuan's expression was mixed, and he folded his arms and looked up and down the silent cup bone blade.

The questioner didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and the boy didn't seem to care.

He flicked the shiny gun, and tried his best to show his indifferent side: "But it doesn't matter, no matter what the original intention is, it is a fact that I grew up with your favor, otherwise there is no need to join the ghost killing team and search all over the place. Cyan flowers from the other side."

Speaking of this, there was a dimness in his black eyes, and he hurriedly looked at Purgatory who was supported by him to the wall. The latter was still in a coma, and his eyes closed, but it seemed to give him strength.

The boy raised his head again, no wavering in his eyes.He stretched out his arms, and spread out the blue Bana flowers in his palms.

"Cupaijian, from today onwards, with the blue Bianhua flower as the boundary, I have no contact with you... At the same time, I will abandon the surname 'Qing Xiang'. Yes, from the moment you took this flower, there is only the ghost killing team's purgatory." You Kang."

"..."

The expression of the man who was sentenced in this way did not change for a moment from the beginning to the end.There is no need to pretend after being stripped of the mask, or to listen to gossip that has nothing to do with you.

It is probably true as the young man said, there is no warmth between the two of them, and he is only a tool for his purpose.After the agreed return is reached, the contract ends, and the two parties at the business table leave.

Men take steps to reap the 'promised fruit'.

The severance of kindness and a clean break, such a scene is especially strange when it happens in the middle of the war.

Since just now, Tomioka has not paid any attention to the whereabouts of the 'Blue Bana'. He has focused his attention on the enemy's movements. If possible, he wants to be alert to the invisible 'enemy' under his feet.

The ghost named 'Hei Si Mou' did not move any more, and he seemed to be silently watching.

But, very strange.

Tomioka didn't dare to look away, but his eyebrows were tightly frowned.

It's obviously a bad situation for Onimai Tsuji, why can't I hear the baby's sharp howling from just now?

In the center of the ruins that were scattered and protected, the hand of the 'ghost' was about to meet the tender palm of the boy.

It seems to be like this, ending with the 'cup bone blade' revealing its true colors, and cutting off Qing Xiangyoukang's unbearable 'past'.

The ghost hand with the black armor is about to touch the white hand of the human being, and hold the swaying petals.

Anyway, that's how it all ended—

Sudden accident.

"Cup Skeletal Blade! Do you think everything will go the way you want?! Wishful thinking! God is on my side after all!"

"Hey! Dangerous!"

Tomioka, who is fully concentrated, has done his best.He was the first to discover that the situation was abnormal, the first to be vigilant, the first to use breathing techniques, and the first to go up to intercept it.With the rushing water, he almost did it: Winding Er's katana was washed out of his hand by the water, the sharp blade cut off the water, and in turn broke in mid-air: he had already broken the 'ghost' weapon.

But almost without looking at it, the ghost who was still with the knife just dropped the broken blade, and rushed to the 'exchange' center at a speed that could not catch up with his voice - towards the two people who were 'finally cut off'.

——I knew this would attract you, Onimai Tsuji!

The current Hei Si Mou is no longer Hei Si Mou.Onimai Tsuji's flesh and blood proliferated wildly, and the controlled body was just a puppet.

Everything is as I expected, the Cup Skeleton Blade almost reveals "planning pass ri".

But should it be said that 'anticipated marches mean imperfections'?He once again realized the power of this sentence.

The controlled Oni Wu Tsuji was indeed coming towards them, very fast, under the double temptation of the blue Biganhua and 'Qing Xiangyoukang', he did not try to escape, but instead made a last-ditch effort.

It's just that the angle is a little bit different from what Cup Skeleton Blade expected.

...?

Seeing that the pitch-black claws were about to tear 'Qingxiang Youkang' from the middle, the sharp wind had already tore the uniform on the young man's chest, and the bits of blue Bana flowers that had been properly hidden flew into the air along with the cloth bag.

"Xiao Youkang——!!!"

This scream came from the mouth of a woman who was about to rush to save her.

The young man with sapphire hair tails opened his eyes wide, and Xia Zhi's breath moved to the extreme and had already reached mid-air.

But even with such a short distance, it was still too slow compared to the desperate Onimai Tsuji.

'puff'

The sound of the claws piercing the body was muffled, like a knife cutting a cake.

A large amount of blood swarmed out, the bright red color occupied the omentum, sprayed and scattered outwards, and the droplets all over the sky dyed the little clouds red.

The stratus clouds splashed with red clouds stagnated slightly.

"..."

Why? , But, how to describe this moment.

Witnessing the scene in front of him, Ganlu Temple almost lost his voice.

She remained in her original position as if the freeze button had been pressed, and then she knelt down on the ground as if she suddenly lost strength.

There, the boy named 'Qing Xiang' was slowly opening his eyes.

The viscous liquid oxidized to brown, dripping from the curvature of someone's jaw into his eyes, bringing a tingling sensation.

The thick and fresh fishy smell penetrated into the nose, into the chest, and was about to circulate back to the meninges, so the head was full of fishy smell like soaking in a pool of blood.

Tall man's head was able to block the moonlight, his sternum was firmly gripped by the pitch-black ghost claws, and the sharp fingertips couldn't get into it, and only cut off a small piece of the boy's flesh.

No superfluous explanation could be found, no room for justification.

The "ruthless" ghost sacrificed his life to save the "tool" human beings.

Even so, the man remained silent (it happened suddenly).

He (biting the bullet) wiped the blood flowing from his jaw, and broke off the ghost claw on his chest with the other hand, without even looking at the hole in his chest, he turned back in silence.

"Onimai Tsuji... you are really"

Thick air pressure builds up and gradually crowds out the air.

The expression of the man in the shadow is indecipherable.

"There is no cure."

...I almost couldn't save Qing and asked Youkang for gg.

The earth trembled, like water droplets and ripples like the sea splashing, the bony branches spread and trembled in circles, and the strange collision sound was like countless wind chimes ringing.The branches that had stopped growing spread again, connecting the sky and the earth, piercing the clouds, and taking root in the core of the earth.

Holes were pierced into the wall of flesh, and the wind from the other side of the world passed through the holes, blowing away the thick blood, bringing a cool and comfortable fragrance, and then became faster and faster until it roared into a bursting wind.

The earth, resonating with anger, shook violently, and the creatures on it could not stand still.

Tomioka, Bushichuan, Beimingyu, and Yihei immediately confronted 'Hei Si Mou' with their knives.

And at the lower end of the stratus clouds gathered like a whirlpool, the man who showed his angry appearance for the first time was holding the flower, and Qing Xiang, who was "no use value", was pushed into the safe arms of Ganlu Temple.

The man with his back didn't say a word to Qing Xiang, and the boy was carried away by the woman, but he couldn't get away from the sight of his back.

The boy's name is 'Qing Xiang Youkang', he is a 'human being' who is good at ghosts, and his surname is full of cold plans - 'Qing Xiang'.

At the same time, behind the cold and gloomy shadow was the simplest and most straightforward wish from the elders:

'Yukang'