"It's a little weird." Kamiin was suspended in the air and stared at the Sakurai family below, muttering to himself with a serious expression.

After disappearing from the Sakurai family's parlor, Kamikure did not leave immediately, but stayed above the Sakurai family's barrier.

Although the surface is peaceful, the air in the entire Sakurai house is filled with a sense of suppressed tension.

As a mourning god whose body is a sharp blade, Shen Yin is extremely sensitive to the taste of blood.

Tonight's Sakurai house, there is a faint demonic aura and a faint smell of blood wafting in the air.

"Looks like what happened when I entered the Cannibal House." Shen Yin frowned.

The night was near, and the evening breeze was soft, but the gods had a premonition that a storm was brewing.

"Forget it, what does the matter of the demon slayer have anything to do with me."

Whether it's the Sakurai family or Sakurai Haru, they all hide a lot of secrets, but no matter how many secrets they have, they have nothing to do with him.

Kamiin shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, and his figure disappeared from the sky above the Sakurai family.

It didn't take long for him to reach the vicinity of the monastery.

However, just as Kamikure was about to arrive at the temple, he suddenly landed in the open space in front of the gate.

After Shen Yin landed, he turned to look at the empty air, and after a moment of silence, he said expressionlessly, "After following me for so long, you should also show up." ”

However, nothing happened after Kamikure spoke, no one showed up and no one responded to him, it looked like Kamikure was talking to himself alone.

"It's a joke, but it's not interesting."

The Divine Hidden Hand Knife swung forward at will, and a sword aura struck rapidly towards the place where it was staring.

"Bang!"

The sword qi was dispersed where there was nothing, and a familiar figure appeared where the sword qi dissipated, and just by looking at the slim deacon's clothes, Shen Yin recognized the other party.

"Deacon Deer? You must have followed me all the way from Sakurai's house? ”

The corners of Shen Yin's eyes twitched a few times, this really seemed like something that Deacon Deacon, a pervert, could do.

Thinking that he accidentally saw Haru Sakurai's underwear tonight, Shen Yin couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But as a hundred-year-old monster, he still shows a calm and even impatient appearance on the surface of the gods.

Deacon Deer fell from the sky and stood seven or eight meters away from Kamihi.

"Mr. Shenyin, I have something important to convey to you." Deacon Deer said with a kind smile on his face, and approached Kamikure.

"That's right." Shen Yin frowned slightly and looked at Deacon Deer who was approaching him.

"I'm really bothering you with me." Shen Yin raised his head and looked at the sky, scratched the back of his head, and said a little casually.

"Mr. Shenyin, this is my noble guest, this is what I should do." Deacon Lu put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, even when he was saluting, he was still approaching Shen Yin step by step.

Just when Deacon Deer was only three or four meters away from Shen Yin, a snow-white long sword was pressed against his chest.

"One step closer, and I'll do it."

Shen Yin pressed the palm of his left hand to his forehead, his fingers were inserted between his hair, and his white hair fluttered in the wind.

Although he looks cynical, the fierceness in his eyes doesn't seem to be a joke.

"Mr. Kamikure, what do you mean by that?" Deacon Deer looked puzzled, looking at Shen Yin in surprise, not knowing why Shen Yin suddenly slashed at him.

Shen Yin looked directly into Deacon's eyes, and Deacon Deer did not mean to flinch, and looked at Shen Yin.

After a while, Shen Yin's expression eased a lot, and he said apologetically with a faint smile, "I'm sorry, it seems that I made a mistake." ”

"It's okay, Mr. Kamikure may be overly nervous." Deacon Deer said with a smile.

The long sword in Shen Yin's hand was slowly put down, but the next moment the long sword was suddenly raised, and a sharp sword qi directly hit Deacon Lu's body.

The sword qi struck Deacon's face and chest, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"My hand slipped." Shen Yin grinned.

Deacon Deer covered his cheeks and took a few steps back, and a large amount of blood flowed from the narrow wounds on his face and chest, instantly staining his deacon robes and the ground.

Shen Yin had no intention of pursuing, and stood in place and watched Deacon Deer retreat gradually.

"Hahahaha!"

Incredibly, Deacon Deer, who was covering his cheeks, did not let out a moan of pain, but laughed wildly.

The arrogant laughter gradually changed from the voice of Deacon Deer to a strange voice that Shen Yin had never heard before.

"When did you find out?"

Deacon Deer's evil eyes stared through the cracks in his fingertips, and he asked in a deep, magnetic voice.

Shen Yin rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "In my impression, Deacon Deer is not the kind of person who respects the old and loves the young, besides, ......"

"Do you think it's hidden?"

"Oh?"

After the 'deer deacon's hand was removed from his face, he revealed his appearance at this moment, his cheek was split in half by the sword qi from the bottom to the top, and the flesh and blood at the wound turned out to look hideous.

However, Deacon Deer didn't seem to care about this, as if he didn't feel pain, and let the blood flow from the wound.

He sniffed his arm and sneered, "Why didn't I smell anything, could it be that after becoming a demon slayer's dog, his nose is very smart?" ”

"Poof!"

As soon as the words of 'Deer Deacon' fell, the snow-white long sword that was supposed to be in Shen Yin's hand suddenly appeared behind him, piercing his chest in an instant that was not able to cover his ears and thunder!

The sword tried to return to Shenyin's side after penetrating the 'Deer Deacon', but was suddenly grabbed by the 'Deer Deacon'.

Although the hand that 'Deer Deacon' held the sword was bleeding, the sword was tightly stuck in his chest with brute force.

"Sure enough, it's a peerless sword." 'Deacon Deer' was bleeding profusely, but his left hand was still tightly gripping the blade of the sword, and his right hand was caressing the blade and spine of the sword back and forth, as if he was caressing the girl.

"But, only to this extent is also worthy of the word "hidden"?" Deacon Deer grinned, blood pouring from the corners of his mouth, and his face looked eerie in the moonlight.

"Then don't let go." Shen Yin smiled as green as an ignorant teenager.

"Scattered Fireflies"

Shen Yin stepped forward, and the long sword stuck in Deacon's body instantly burst into a scorching white light.

In the next moment, the long sword collapsed into countless points of light, as if the swarm of fireflies was frightened, and spread out in a panic with the 'Deer Deacon' as the center.

The dark night is illuminated by this beautiful fluorescent, but this scene seems to be extremely beautiful, but in fact it is extremely terrifying.

Wherever the body of the 'deer deacon' was touched by fireflies, a narrow sword wound would appear in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the 'deer deacon' was covered with dense wounds all over his body, as if he had been cut by a thousand knives, and none of them were intact.

"Bang."

'Deacon Deer' fell to his knees with his legs bent.

It wasn't until the moment he fell to his knees that his body seemed to realize that he had been wounded, and a large amount of blood burst out from the dense wound.