After the sound of the collision of swords and armor, Chijuro took advantage of the back.

Tilting his head, looking at the half-solid armor with cracks on his shoulders, he couldn't help but leave a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

Fortunately, the armor that turned into a half-body has greatly increased its defense compared to the past, otherwise this knife will be at least seriously injured.

"It's really interesting sword skills......"

After forcing back Chijuro, Black Death Mou did not continue to attack, and in the moonlight, it stood quietly like a lone swordsman:

"Obviously, my swordsmanship attainments have not reached the pinnacle, and the blood-burning sword has not yet been opened, but he can fight me with this strange sword skill."

"You've been the most interesting column I've ever seen in hundreds of years......"

"But now you are far from reaching the strongest state."

The six scarlet eyes of the Black Death Mou flashed with complex emotions that Qianjurou couldn't understand, and in his incredible eyes, the Black Death Mou slowly returned the flesh and blood blade to the sheath, turned his body, and left step by step without defense.

There is no fear that Senjuro will launch a sneak attack.

This is the ultimate belief that has not been defeated for hundreds of years.

No matter who the opponent is, no matter what way you attack, the only end is defeat.

Quietly staring at the figure of the head of the upper string who appeared suddenly on the battlefield and now inexplicably left, Chijuro's hand holding the Hinawa sword trembled, but finally gave up the plan to strike again.

This samurai, who came from the Warring States period, is so strong that it makes people desperate.

The physique that far surpasses that of human beings, and even the upper string ghosts, and the unfathomable swordsmanship, all demonstrate the strength of one of the upper strings, the strongest of the ghosts.

When the back of Black Death Mou completely disappeared from sight, a faint sigh came from Qianjulang's ears: "It's been more than 400 years......"

The departure of Black Death Mou did not make Chijuro relax his vigilance, he spread out his perception circle, and with the exaggerated spirit of the "Blazing Shura" state, he scanned all the locations within a few hundred meters.

It wasn't until he was sure that there was no trace of ghost qi that he breathed a sigh of relief, and he came to a pile of ruins without stopping, picked up the butterfly that still had a trace of breath, and left into the distance.

As for the daimyo and even the soldiers of the Daimyo Mansion who were onlookers, when they were tired of being promoted to pseudo-winding, they were so frightened by the monstrous ghost aura that they urinated on their buttocks, and they didn't know where to run for a long time.

……

When Shinobu woke up, it was two days later.

"This is, where?"

At the end of the memory, a six-eyed swordsman slashed at her with flesh blades full of yellow, cloudy eyes.

I, saved?

Yes, Senjuro?

The sound of birdsong came from outside the door, and she propped herself up and scanned her surroundings.

This is a simple room.

The rising sunlight casts into the room through the gap in the window, making the side face of the young man sleeping on the wooden table with a golden streamer, coupled with the orange-red hair color, which is dazzling at a glance.

Except for a slight pain in the abdomen and physical exhaustion, there was basically no major problem.

After confirming his physical condition, Butterfly Shinobu stepped off the wooden bed with light steps and came to the boy's side.

She reached out to touch the boy's face, but hesitated before withdrawing it.

Sitting quietly on the wooden chair next to the young man, the butterfly's lilac eyes were rippling ripples.

It's you again, who saved me...... It's the second time......

The six-eyed swordsman in my memory is also a winding ghost. Moreover, it is a more powerful existence than the fourth of the first string.

Wind up......

This is such a distant word in the past ghost slayer team.

The twelve ghost moons that need to be killed by the so-called promotion "pillar" are just a group of constantly changing ghosts.

The real twelve ghost moons, from beginning to end, are only 6.

It was a nightmare that haunted the hearts of all the Demon Slayer swordsmen......

The news that the first time the ghost was killed was from the young man in front of him.

Winding four, half a tengu!

This is the information that Butterfly Shinobu learned when he returned to the headquarters after the Battle of Fuji Attack Mountain, and by consulting the ancient books of the Demon Slayer Team and asking the lord about it.

Since the establishment of the Demon Slayer, countless powerful swordsmen have challenged the Fourth of the Upper Strings.

But Bantengu has survived so far, and the results of these swordsmen's challenges are naturally self-evident.

It was one of the twelve ghost moons that was so powerful that it was terrifying, but it was beheaded by the immature-looking young man in front of him.

What an incredible thing.

But it just happened.

Last night's winding ghost should have been repelled or killed by him......

He is the second son of the family, a teenager who was once unknown.

It was also in the butterfly house two years ago, the boy who sweetly called himself "Sister Ninja"......

Thinking of this, the butterfly couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile "poof".

The laughter woke up the sleeping Senjuro, who raised his head and looked at Butterfly Shinobu with sleepy-eyed eyes: "Sister Shinobi, you're awake." ”

"That's great!"

Chijuro, who gradually came to his senses from his state of confusion, was full of joy.

When she brought the butterfly back with her, there was only a trace of her breath left.

Although I don't know what kind of vicious battle took place between her and Black Death Mou during the short time she was smashed into the ruins, she is not good at physique, and the gap between her physical attributes and Black Death Mou is too big, and it is no longer something that can be described by a crush.

The shock force from the collision of weapons and the transmission of power alone was enough to fatally injure her.

Fortunately, before leaving, Butterfly Shinobu prepared some external and internal wound medicine and handed it to him in case of emergency, which did not make Chijuro helpless in the face of serious injuries.

It can be regarded as a butterfly who saved herself.

"Sister Shinobi, you have a good rest, I'll go first."

Standing up, Senjurou turned his head and walked out the door.

Before Butterfly Shinobi woke up, in order to take care of her, Chijurou could stay in the house, but now that Butterfly Shinobu has woken up, it would be a little rude to continue to stay.

After all, there is a difference between men and women.

My body is also beginning to mature.

In the face of a gentle and beautiful big sister, what is the reaction, how will you behave in the future?

"Hmm~"

Nodding slightly, Butterfly Shinobu also stood up and closed the door.

Back on the bed, Butterfly turned sideways with the door on her back, half of her face buried in the pillow, and a slight flush appeared on her white neck.

She reached out and gently stroked her abdomen.

There, a cool breath kept coming, obviously applying medicine.

Moreover, the dress on her body, she remembers that it is no longer the original one......

The blush on the neck became more and more delicate.

"Abominable Senjuro~"

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