Chapter 134: Sorrow
When the river flowed, he carried Mizuki Kurasuke on his shoulders and took him away from the shrine and headed towards the place where Tomioka Yoshiyoshi was.
After walking for a while, I looked left and right and found that there were few people around, and I could already do some bloody things.
With a shake of his shoulder, he shook Mizuki Kurasuke into the air, and before he fell, he reached out and pinched Mizuki Kurasuke's neck, and said, "Kill it here, so as not to have many dreams at night, and I don't know how long the poison of the butterfly can make him sleep." ”
Butterfly Ren thought for a moment, and then said with a look that I didn't know you don't want to look at me: "This depends on the specific physique, I can't be specific, but it's better to solve it as soon as possible." ”
Chuan Liushi was about to summon the Blazing Feather to cut off the ghost head, but Scales Left stopped him in a loud voice: "Wait, don't kill this ghost first, leave it to Yiyong." ”
Shanyi asked weakly, "Why?" ”
Seeing that the butterfly ninja skillfully stunned the ghost poison, Shanyi's fear of ghosts was a little weaker, but he was still afraid that this ghost would suddenly erupt.
Scaly Zuo hesitated a little recently, and then said uncertainly: "This ghost is a bit like the one that Yiyong described, the one who killed his entire family in the first place. ”
"Black kimono, male, with a black lotus pin to his chest."
"I thought he was a little familiar just now, and I remembered it after thinking about it carefully, so I'll leave him to Yiyong to deal with."
It wasn't the people of the ghost killing team who came in time to kill the evil ghost and save the people, at the beginning, Tomioka Yoshiyu hid tremblingly, listening to the screams outside and the evil ghost's cruel smile until dawn.
When Scales rushed over the next time, the ghost had already left, only the blood of the remaining limbs that had been eaten all over the ground, and the little Yiyong who crawled out of the closet with a gloomy and desperate look.
And this Mizuki Kurasuke, the ghost who slaughtered all of Yiyong's relatives, didn't expect to be caught here.
When it comes to this kind of topic, the atmosphere is somewhat silent.
Chuanliu's eyes gradually became fierce, and his five fingers were like iron tongs, slashing Mizuki Kurasuke's throat and crushing his throat bone.
The body's instinct allows Mizuki Kurasuke to repair the injury automatically, but when the river flows, it is crushed again, and the cycle repeats, again and again.
Although he was in a coma and fell asleep, the unbearable pain still made Mizuki Kurasuke like a fish dying of thirst on the shore, struggling violently and writhing wildly.
Ghosts also hurt, and they hurt.
Chuanliushi's face was cold, and he said, "This hurts?" Do you know what real pain looks like? ”
"Heartbreaking, hating powerless."
As he spoke, the murderous aura around the river swelled violently, making the people around him feel an inexplicable chill.
The strength of the five fingers was greater, piercing into the skin muscles, almost piercing Mizuki Kurasuke's neck, as if to separate his living body.
() Butterfly Shinobu was a little worried when he saw the river, and said, "If you do this, he will definitely wake up in a while, so stop." ”
She didn't bear it for this ghost, Butterfly Shinobu admired this scene in her heart, and even wanted to try it herself, but she was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to control the urge to kill when the river flowed.
Since absorbing Yanagi Guard, although Chuan Liushi has been silently restrained, his murderous intent is still getting heavier and heavier.
When he saw the worry in the eyes of the butterfly, his five fingers relaxed slightly, but it still made Mizuki Kurasuke painful.
"It's okay, what if you wake up?"
"Just leave him to Tomioka Yoshiyu."
Clamping Mizuki Kurasuke's throat with one hand, dragging him to the ground, the meteor strode forward as the river flowed.
Only Kawarushi himself understood that his actions were not only affected by Yanagi Guard's memories, but also the change in his own mentality.
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Tomioka was sitting outside and waiting, but Tanjiro had already rushed over with a bamboo basket containing your beans and was by Tomioka's side.
Not long after, Chuanliushi and others came over.
Tomioka Yoshiyoshi glanced at it, and with a keen eye, he saw Mizuki Kurasuke in his hand clearly.
"What is this?"
Tomioka was shocked, and his face, which had been calm, gradually became distorted.
A scorching fire rose from his heart.
With a brush, Tomioka's figure disappeared in an instant, and he swept in front of the river at great speed.
When Kawaru saw Tomioka's face, he understood that he had seen Mizuki Kurasuke, and he also confirmed that this was really the ghost who slaughtered his family.
With a casual throw, he threw Mizuki Kurasuke at the feet of Tomioka Yoshiyoshi when the river flowed.
"You take care of it."
At this moment, dense red blood appeared in Tomioka Yoshiyong's eyes, which looked a little hideous and terrifying.
"Die!"
"Zheng"
Accompanied by a monstrous hatred, the Hinawa knife engraved with "Evil Ghost Extermination" was instantly unsheathed, and countless cold rays of light swept over Mizuki Kurasuke's body.
Bright scarlet flowers bloom in mid-air.
"Poof...... Poof. ”
Tomioka Yoshiyoshi did not directly kill Mizuki Kurasuke, but slashed at high speed, slashing his flesh with a knife.
This sharp pain like Ling Chi caused Mizuki Kurasuke to wake up from his coma and let out a painful cry.
"Ahh The people of the ghost killing team, if you want to kill, give me a good time! ”
Tomioka was stunned, his eyes red with blood, and his teeth clenched.
The blue blade shadow flew like a raging waterfall and washed around Mizuki Kurasuke, leaving a hideous and terrifying dense blood mark like a meat grinder.
() The wounds he left behind were not deep, but the progression of layers by layer, like a knife scraping flesh, made Mizuki Kurasuke worse than dead.
Mizuki Kurasuke wanted to fight back, but the tendons in his limbs were cut off at the first moment, and they were quickly cut off every time he recovered, and he had no ability to resist at all.
However, the blood ghost spell can still be barely activated.
"You Ghost Slayer bastards!"
"Feel the pain again!"
"Blood Demon Magic: Sorrow!"
The black lotus flower on Mizuki Kurasuke's left chest fell, and surprisingly there was no flesh behind it, and the bright red heart was beating one by one.
And with the use of his blood demon technique, an invisible ripple pierced out of the vibrating heart, instantly spreading to everyone around him.
Tomioka's sword stopped, and his eyes became glazed, and the same was true of the people who were in the middle of the river.
Mizuki Kurusuke frantically ran his recovery ability to repair his foot injuries, and began to run bloody all over.
Mizuki Kurasuke didn't think about counter-killing, because his blood ghost technique was not deadly, and people with strong spirits could easily overcome it, so he just hoped that he could make them trance-like and create a chance for himself to escape.
At this moment, in Tomioka's eyes, he saw himself shivering in the closet.
When the river flowed, he returned to that bloody night, helpless in a pool of blood, watching the lives of his loved ones pass away.
Butterfly Shinobu remembered that she was in tears, hugging her sister who was seriously injured and about to die, and she smiled softly to comfort herself not to be sad, but the heartache and despair were indescribable.
And Inosuke vaguely saw the face of a woman, her face was reluctant and fearful, and threw the little Inosuke to the cliff............ He didn't understand who it was, but there was an inexplicable sadness that made him want to cry.
At this moment, the most sad and sad memories in the depths of everyone's memory surfaced one after another, confusing people's hearts.
"Psychic distraction blood-ghost magic."
"Good, good......"
"It made me relive the pain and powerlessness,"
"Want to run? You can't escape! ”
In just a moment, the river regained its clarity, and with a smirk, he summoned Kuroche and threw it at Mizuki Kurasuke.
With a howling wind, the hideous blade of the axe reflected the cold light of the forest, it broke through Mizuki Kurasuke's chest and nailed him to the ground.
And the others quickly recovered, and their faces became ugly.
This Mizuki Kurasuke successfully aroused the anger of everyone present.
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