[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

Guan Wan covered his head, slowly waking up from the palpitating nausea hallucination.

"Amu," he called out to his attendants, "cough...Damn it, what happened."

He turned over and sat up from the ground, but he didn't find his attendant, the surrounding was still terribly dark, Guan Wan stumbled as he walked, suddenly a spot of light like a firefly like a star drifted past.

The light spots are like fluorescent lights, floating lightly in the air, emitting soft white light.Wherever it drifts, the darkness there will gradually melt away.

The samurai stopped in his tracks and looked ahead in amazement, the lights were dotted, as if a white snow had fallen.In the darkness, there is only this light.

The white-haired Fu Sangshen knelt and sat in it.

His waist was bent deeply, his white hair spread out, covering his face, between his arms, he seemed to be embracing something, but there was nothing in his arms, nothing.

There are only dots of light dancing lightly like snowflakes.

He slowly bent down, and inserted his fingers deeply into the ground. The rough sand rubbed against his fingertips, and soon they were dripping with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

A drop of water fell to the ground.

For a moment, Guan Wan thought it was Fu Sangshen's tears.

After looking carefully, he realized that it was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't let go, your bones will be broken," said a gentle voice, and the gorgeously dressed man was holding an umbrella, holding the unconscious Amu, and walked up to Fu Sangshen: "Stop, that child... Already dissipated."

"..."

Fu Sangshen opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't make any sound.

"A drug seller?" Guan Wan muttered to himself, and he rushed over quickly: "Hello——"

Before he could speak, the drug seller raised his finger: "Master Warrior, please lower your voice."

He let go of Amu, Guan Wan hurriedly helped the attendant back to the side.

The drug seller stretched out his hand, took a spot of light that fell on his palm, and said softly as if in a dream, "It will scare her."

"..."

Guan Wan didn't know why, but out of an intuition, he could feel that Fu Sangshen, who was kneeling on the ground, was like an abyss, exuding a shocking aura.

As soon as the drug seller finished speaking, Fu Sangshen raised his head slightly, his white hair cast a pair of blood pupils, and stared at him closely.

Guan Wan had no doubt that if he dared to make any more noise, Fu Sangshen would kill him without hesitation.

"The way you look now is not what the child wants to see."

Facing the mourning god, the drug seller looked calm and composed. He let go of his hand, and the paper umbrella spun and hung in the air.

As the paper umbrella rotates, the light spots floating around slowly gather.

They sway, unconscious and carefree.

The medicine seller bent down and reached for the Taidao on the ground.

As soon as his fingertips touched the scabbard, Fu Sangshen's blade pressed against the back of his hand.

"Let go," he said, his voice as if polished by sand and stones, "this is... hers."

"So you can talk?" The drug seller said in a slightly surprised tone, as if mocking, "I thought you were going to keep silent like this."

Fu Sangshen turned a deaf ear, just pressed the blade down, and there seemed to be no human emotion in his eyes.

Guan Wan heard the drug seller sneer very slightly.

This weird man, since he appeared, has never seen him have any extra emotions, he has always been unhurried, but at this moment he raised his hand, held the blade of Fusangshen with his backhand, and flicked it hard, Then he easily swung the sword that was pressed on the back of his hand away.

"Hey, a knife without fighting spirit," he wiped away the tiny bloodstain on the back of his hand, "Even if he makes an attacking gesture, it won't arouse people's interest."

Then, Guan Wan watched helplessly, the two people disagreed at one word... and moved their hands.

It's just that they played a little more "elegant".

Fu Sangshen didn't get up, but still knelt on the ground, waving the Taidao with one hand, while the medicine seller half-kneeled opposite him, waving the scarlet short sword to resist.

There was no joke on their faces.

However, the only onlooker, Seki Maru found it difficult for him to be serious.

"..."

Amidst the crisp sound of tearing silk, Fu Sangshen's Taidao cut open the sleeve of the medicine seller.

The dots of light that had been ignorantly surrounding the vicinity suddenly surged like gathered fireflies, like flying snowflakes, and rushed towards Fu Sangshen and the drug seller.

They squeezed next to each other, rubbing Fu Sangshen's cheeks, wrapping around the drug seller's wrist, like a slimy little animal, trying to separate the two fighting.

'Bang--'

The Taidao in Fu Sangshen's hand fell in response.

He raised his arms, and hastily held the dots of light that kept rushing towards him, Guan Wan looked saddened by that look.

The spot of light drifted down slowly, passing through Fu Sangshen's palm.like a phantom.

"..."

Guan Wan couldn't describe the expression on Fu Sangshen's face. He maintained the gesture of raising his hand, watching the light spots continuously slipping from his fingers and palm.Just like at the beginning, drifting around unconsciously.

"..." The drug seller raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed a star of fluorescent light, and he resumed his usual attitude: "It seems that we have made that child worry."

He stretched out his hand towards the Taidao on the ground again, and at the same time glanced at Fu Sangshen: "Don't rush to do it."

"..."

The medicine seller picked up the Taidao, and after a while, the dancing light spots slowly gathered towards the Taidao.

"Oh~" The medicine seller's tone slightly raised, "There is a reaction."

This sentence was like a switch, Fu Sangshen raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the Taidao immediately.

"Look at what I do," the medicine seller pointed to his hair, "Take care of your hair, you son of the fox."

"……what?"

"That child seems to be quite obsessed with your hair." The man with enchanting makeup stood up, "Look down."

Fu Sangshen's silky white long hair was crowded together, covered with tiny spots of light.

Fu Sangshen's hair seemed to be glowing. It should be a ridiculous scene, but he grabbed his face.

His knuckles were deeply sunken in his hair, and his dark gloves covered all his expressions.

When Fu Sangshen let go of his hand, he still had that expressionless face, but lowered his head and gathered his hair carefully and preciously.

"Humph."

The medicine seller snorted lightly, and handed over the Taidao, "Take it."

So now all the light spots gathered towards Fu Sangshen, most of them hid in his hair, and a small part wrapped around the sword in his hand.

"Hey," Guan Wan finally plucked up the courage and couldn't help asking, "The medicine seller... what's going on."

"What the hell are these...?"

"Also," he asked bravely, "Uh, I mean... there should be another girl? She, she..."

"Where is she?"

This sentence is like a stone thrown into a deep pool.

Suddenly there was an extremely mournful cry in the darkness, as if it could pierce the sky.A strong wind rose from the ground, the ground seemed to be trembling, and a vortex seemed to form around Fu Sangshen, roaring, trying to tear everything apart.

"Wow——" Guan Wan screamed, and stepped back quickly, but he still felt the wind cutting his face like a knife.

"Pharmacist," he yelled, "help."

The next moment, the gust of wind stopped suddenly, and Fu Sangshen raised his sword and stabbed it straight into the sky. The sharp light of the sword was like the sharp claws of a wild beast, and fell deeply into the darkness above!

It should be nothingness, but his knife seems to have stabbed into a real body. Guan Wan heard the unique dull sound of the blade piercing into the flesh. At the same time, a wound appeared on Fu Sangshen's body out of thin air.

Blood splashed out immediately, but he didn't seem to feel it, he just looked down at his hair.

The light spot is ignorant, carefree, and quietly hidden in his hair.and was not alarmed.

So Fu Sangshen stabbed a second time without hesitation.

The wound appeared at the sound, running across Fu Sangshen's chest, and the bones were almost visible.

Arms, calves, abdomen, back... The wounds on his body became more and more old.

With the final blow, Fu Sangshen's forehead split open, and blood flowed all over his face, and slid down his cheeks, like teardrops, falling to the ground under his feet.

The night wind suddenly rushed in, and the faint moonlight fell, covering everything silently.Guan Wan came back to his senses, only to realize that at some point, the darkness that trapped them had disappeared without a trace.

"He, he..." He pointed at Fu Sangshen and was speechless.

The drug seller raised his head and stared at the crescent moon: "Ne has been wiped out."

"Hey, what happened to him, suddenly..."

"Well," the drug seller interrupted Guan Maru's incoherent inquiry: "Didn't I say that it is Nue, a monster born from the heart. To some extent, it is connected with this lord."

"With the determination to kill yourself, did you finally get rid of the demons in your heart?"

Fu Sangshen turned a deaf ear to his words. He shook off the blood on the saber, put the saber back into its sheath, and held up his hair cherishingly with his only uninjured hand, holding the sword in his arms, and turned to face the darkness. go.

A scarlet dagger stretched out, blocking his way.

"I'm afraid you can't leave yet," the man said softly, "I have some questions, and I must get your answers."

"The head of the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts, Xiaohuwan Palace."