The apartments where the Ueno and Narumi families live are very ordinary, but they are far from being slums.

After all, Ueno Sanshi has a very good job, and he also has children, although he often spends money to support those orphans, and the orphanage still needs a lot of money, but he can't let the rabbit's living environment be too bad.

Ueno House, Ueno Mishi was lying on the bed a little weakly, some gray eyebrows were furrowed, and the sword was put aside.

He has been a sword since he was a child, and after the guidance of a famous teacher, although his qualifications are average, he is better than perseverance, perseverance, hard work, and finally cultivated a sword and stepped into the transcendent realm, among mortals, he is a leader.

He's almost sixty years old this year, but he's not in bad health.

Cultivators, induce qi into the body, temper the body as a blade, the physical quality is much better than ordinary people, and there are few diseases, their lifespan is longer than that of ordinary people, although there is no such old monster that is hundreds of years old in the fantasy, but as long as they do not die in the battle of will, the hands of ghosts and gods, it is not a problem to live for hundreds of years.

Generally speaking, a cultivator swordsman's body will not gradually decline until after the age of sixty, which is much later than that of ordinary people.

Bitten by a snake, for Ueno Mishi, it's really not a worthy injury, he went to the soup for the Akutagawa family, in the early days of the establishment of the Collectibles Association, when he fought with the ghosts, he was more seriously injured, and the ghost gate turned around a few times.

But he feels a little strange now.

Obviously, the prophetic physicians of those guilds had confirmed that the snake venom had been pulled out of his body, but he always felt a sense of weakness coming from somewhere all over his body, as if this body was not his own.

His hair was dizzy, his brain seemed to be swollen with a bubble, and it was a laborious thing to condense his spirit, and it was groggy and made it difficult for him to think.

He gasped heavily, his forehead was bruised, his hands clenched into fists, and he clutched the sheets hard.

The light in his eyes became more and more dim, and Ueno Miishi only felt that the surrounding environment was constantly darkening, like the middle of the night, like the deep sea, and more like the boundless outer space.

The familiar furniture disappeared little by little, and the continuous sound of rain outside the window gradually faded away, and in a haze, there seemed to be some other noisy sound in his ears.

It starts in your ears and runs through your mind.

It's whispering, it's whispering, it's ghostly bait.

It was a strange rustling sound, like the wind blowing dead leaves, but it intensified, and in the end, as if countless reptiles were winding across the ground, the slippery skin touching the rough earth, rubbing against it, making this creepy noise.

"Am I sinking?"

"Why is this the time?"

A little spiritual light was not extinguished, and Ueno Miishi tried his best to keep his consciousness awake, trying to throw the strange voice out of his mind, but the effect was limited.

It had been years since he stepped into the path of transcendence, and he was no stranger to this symptom, which he had seen, experienced, and even his son, who had died.

This is -- sinking.

It is the ghosts and gods in the dream mirror who throw bait at mortals, hunt their souls, and take their bodies.

This is also a step that every transcendent person will experience more or less, stepping into the extraordinary, is to be in the gladiatorial arena of ghosts and gods all the time, a little slack, may be a life, the soul is gone.

Ueno Mitsuishi struggled on the edge of the sunken, but judging by the purple light in his eyes, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before he fell.

Just then, there was a knock on his bedroom door.

A somewhat worried female voice came.

"Ueno-san, I've made lunch, and the rabbit has finished eating, do you want me to send some to your room?"

This voice is too familiar to Mitsuishi Ueno, his "friend", Masako Akiyama, who now replaces him to take care of the children in the orphanage.

Ueno Miishi opened his mouth, but only heavy breathing came out, his vocal cords seemed to stop working, and the cold air poured into his lungs, but it couldn't keep him awake for half a minute.

"Nope"

"Masako can't be allowed to come in, let her go first with the little rabbit!"

"If I fall into a sinking, I will lose my mind and attack the living creatures around me indiscriminately!"

Ueno Mitsushi knows this better than anyone else.

It's not surprising that a sunken transcendent would make any kind of crazy move.

Perhaps it was the tenacity of his mind that he had cultivated over the years of learning swords that played a role, and he grabbed it with both hands and accidentally touched the saber beside the bed.

His eyes widened, and he exhausted all the strength of his body, and he pulled out his saber crookedly, gritted his teeth, and stabbed himself in the heart.

Mitsushi Ueno fears death - he wants to kill himself.

If he died, at least Masako Akiyama and Ueno Hare would be safe, and he couldn't care why he sank now, this was already an established fact, and it didn't work to dwell on this kind of thing.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Originally, his arm was trembling, and the strength of his whole body was gone**, when he had the idea of "suicide" in his heart, the strange rustling sound in his mind suddenly intensified, and his wrist was loosened, and the blade of the sword crossed his waist and ribs, drawing a deep blood mark.

He snorted, the sharp pain temporarily regaining consciousness.

"Don't come in! Masako! Take the bunny away! ”

"Quick! Don't ask why! ”

"Go find Master Akutagawa! Go find Uesugi-kun! Right now! Immediately! Right away! ”

"Get out of here!"

The old voice roared, looking tragic and desperate.

Masako Akiyama is not an ordinary person, she has experienced the disaster of ghosts and gods, and when she heard this, her heart suddenly burst and she suddenly became flustered.

An ominous premonition came to her heart, the tragic situation flashed in front of her eyes, her silver teeth were clenched, and her eyes suddenly filled with deep confusion and unwillingness.

But the decision she made was not stupid, she turned around and ran without looking back, went to the restaurant to pick up the hare, and wanted to get out of the door.

But after all, it was a little late.

Ueno Miishi suddenly let out a dull roar, a string in his body was suddenly broken, and his eyes were full of purple light, he casually threw out his saber and nailed it to the gate with a sharp wind, blocking Masako Akiyama's way.

The aura of reason was completely annihilated from those eyes.

Ueno Miishi mechanically jumped out of bed, lowered his head, and walked out slowly, but the speed was not slow.

The hare didn't know what was going on at this time, and happily called out, "Grandpa, you're well~"

Masako Akiyama only felt an unprecedented sense of crisis coming from Miishi Ueno in front of her, as if what was in front of her was not a human, but a hungry viper.

The purple pupils of the gloomy eyes flickered with murderous intent, but the stiff limbs were full of strength.

Just a few hours later, Mishishi Ueno, who was infected with snake venom, had been completely completely sane.

Masako Akiyama looked around anxiously, and after seeing the kitchen window, she looked at the hare in her arms, gritted her teeth, and planned to jump off the building to survive.

The Ueno Mishi in front of him is definitely not a normal human anymore.

He had told himself countless times that if one day, he was in a trance, then run as far as possible.

He has been estranged from himself, perhaps because of this.

"A group of poor people who don't know when they will die at the hands of ghosts and gods, there is nothing to ask for but to live."

This is a phrase that Mitsuishi Ueno often puts on his lips.

Masako Akiyama didn't expect, or didn't want to think, that there really would be such a day now.

In the few seconds she was thinking, Ueno Miishi's figure suddenly accelerated, his gray hair moved without wind, and his whole person was like a ghostly shadow, and the nails of his hands flashed with a dangerous purple light, attacking the innocent hare of Ueno.

Masako Akiyama exploded with unprecedented power in a desperate situation, and she quickly pushed the hare behind her, shouting, "Bunny! Come on! ”

Time allowed her to say these words.

Then, she subconsciously closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

Maybe

Dying at the hands of Ueno Mitsuishi is not a terrible thing for her.

She had been waiting for him for more than a decade.

It's going to be over.

In an instant, a loud bang erupted out of thin air.

The steel security door of the Ueno family flew out directly, and the astute Ueno Miishi's figure froze, letting him pass the door that had been twisted into a lump of iron, and looked at the door vigilantly.

A golden sword came first, and then Shingo Narumi broke through the door in time, blocking the path of Ueno Miishi sideways, and his eyes were also very solemn.

"Parasitic? Forced into the power of the secret ritual? Is this the method of those outer gods?"

"Is it through those little snakes?"

"It's going to be hard now."

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