Onimai Tsuji's face changed drastically, and he realized that something was wrong with this child.

At this time, the ice dust that had been shrouded in Onimai Tsuji's miserable surroundings suddenly cooled down and condensed, and a layer of severe ice appeared on his body, and at the same time, the golden iron fan in Tong Mo's hand disappeared, and a terrifying giant axe appeared out of thin air.

On the other side, the Ice Bodhisattva's ice palm spread out, but instead pushed Tomioka Yoshiyong to give him a loan.

"Bang!"

There was no time to react again, and as soon as Onimai Tsuji broke through the ice, the black cut cut into his shoulder, and slashed down diagonally until he was stuck by the solid bone, and the fighting spirit that had been stored to the peak was also stagnant.

He looked up with anger in his eyes, ignoring the pain in his mouth.

I only saw Tomioka's cold eyes, and the sword in his hand that kept trembling excitedly.

"Whew!"

The shadow of the Hese knife flashed.

A burning pain came from the neck of Onimai Tsuji, a unique pain that only belongs to Hedao and can only be found when it causes damage to ghosts.

"No, it can't be!"

"I haven't done my best!"

"How could I die here!"

Ghost Dance Tsuji held his hands around his neck and staggered back in disbelief, his tentacles hanging weakly to the ground.

Thick blood flowed from between his fingers, dripping on the ground and turning into black and red ashes, and he panicked, bursting out with all his might to recover from his injuries, but to no avail.

The wheel knife was decapitated, the vitality was cut off, and the proud ability to recover was silenced.

"Bang"

He retreated until he hit the tree, and then sat down on the ground, his head and body already separated, but Onimai Tsuji was not reconciled, he controlled his arms and limbs, and forcibly pressed his head and neck together to prevent his head from falling.

But in a blink of an eye, I saw that my hands and feet also began to fade, my physical strength was gone, and the head on my hand became so heavy that it became difficult to even maintain it around my neck.

Faintly, countless white-light figures showed a happy grin, encircling the three inner and outer three layers of Ghost Dance Tsuji.

"Do I know them?" Onimai Tsuji's consciousness gradually blurred, ignoring these ghost figures, and his hands hung weakly.

With a thud, his head fell to the ground, and he turned to the feet of the river with his face facing up, looking at the night sky.

At the bottom of the river, he looked at the ghost dance Tsuji without misery, and his eyes were facing him.

The flow of light and shadow is distorted, and the clothes of the child fade and disappear, revealing the appearance of the river.

"Remember me?" Chuanliu asked softly.

() () The people present were more or less indirectly injured by Onimai Tsuji, and the river was directly injured by it until they fell into despair for a while.

Onimai Tsuji's face was hideous, and he said, "Countless people have died in my hands, who are you?" ”

He had indeed forgotten that the people he had killed in this life were unknown, and he would naturally forget them if they were not particularly important.

"Snowy night, wooden house, family of five."

This sentence reminded Onimai Tsuji that he was not miserable, and he was slightly stunned, and then remembered the river, and remembered that snowy night.

"Red-haired and red-eyed, it turned out to be you."

"So, it was all blood ghost magic just now, I didn't expect you to grow so quickly."

As if thinking of something, Onimai Tsuji's eyes suddenly showed a strong hope, and he said urgently: "Give me half of your blood ghost energy, I can ignore the past suspicions, and even give you a lot of blood, and you and I will share the world." ”

At this time, there is a winding-level ghost for him to absorb, and it is very likely that he will be brought back to life.

Even if his head fell to the ground, Onimai Tsuji did not give up hope of life, and in this regard, he had a strong obsession.

"Share the world? OK. ”

"But someone asked me to ask you a question, you have to tell me first."

"He asked you, are you really happy to be a ghost?"

Ghost Dance Tsuji did not hesitate and replied affirmatively: "Of course, human beings are weak, let us live and kill, plus eternal life, isn't it worth being happy?" ”

"Don't say that you haven't been happy that you are a ghost, your strength comes from the ghost body!"

This answer was not unexpected when the river flowed, the question of the black wolf tooth, he asked.

Chuanliu's body trembled, and then he said word by word: "Come, here you go." ”

He slowly crouched down, then slowly stretched out his arm and passed it to Onimai Tsuji's mouth.

Immortal Minoru Miri's face changed, and he was about to come over to stop him, but Purgatory Kyojuro grabbed him and shook his head.

The eyes of the river are somewhat complicated, happy, teasing, angry.

Seeing that the others didn't move, the immortal Minoru Kawa also stopped and looked at what medicine was going to be sold in the gourd when the river flowed.

Chuanliushi handed his wrist to Onimai Tsuji's mouth and said softly, "Bite it." ”

Onimai Tsuji opened his mouth, two fangs protruding, trying to bite Kawaru's wrist and suck him dry to gain new strength.

But the distance was a little worse, and he tried to open his mouth and stick out his teeth, but he couldn't reach it.

() Secretly annoyed, Onimai Tsuji's voice was urgent: "Come closer." ”

Kawaru was obedient and obediently got closer, and his wrist almost touched Onimai Tsuji's fangs, but it still didn't put it in his mouth, and he looked at Onimai Tsuji with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the essence of Onimai Tsuji's eyes flashed, and the remaining power condensed, and the fangs suddenly stretched out three inches, about to pierce into the blood of the river in one fell swoop.

Chuanliu quickly withdrew his palm to avoid the bite, and accurately stretched out his fingers to probe into Onimai Tsuji's miserable, his fingers turned into a cold black color of steel, pinched Onimai Tsuji's fangs, and slammed it.

"You!"

"Trick me, bully me!"

Onimai Tsuji was painless, and turned into a ridiculous appearance with only one fang.

The hatred in his eyes was so strong that it almost became substance, staring at the river deadly.

Kawayushi stood up, playing with Onimai Tsuji's broken teeth in his hand, Onimai Tsuji's body was much more fragile, and it was effortless to break his teeth.

"So what can you do? It's nothing compared to the pain you inflict on others. ”

"But you don't have a tooth or a severed head, you're worse than a dog."

When the river flows, he humiliates Onimai Tsuji, but the irritability and anger in his heart have not weakened, but have strengthened.

Onimai Tsuji let out a low roar in his throat, and before he could speak, he threw the oni fang directly on the ground and stepped into the dirt with his foot.

Under the light of the moon, the black giant axe slashed down with a cold color, and the axe slashed into most of Onimai Tsuji's miserable head.

Then he raised the black cut, and the axe fell, and the axe fell............

Within a moment, Onimai Tsuji's miserable head was split into a mixture of blood and bone, and it was gradually dissipating.

His headless body twitched a few times, then subsided.

"It's all over."

Chuan Liushi gasped, his face was complicated, and he threw the black cut back into the space of the Sword Prison.

Then he quietly looked at the corpse of Onimai Tsuji, to watch him completely dissipate into heaven and earth.

At this moment, Onimai Tsuji's miserable head was shattered, but the soul consciousness still existed in the broken blood, and it did not completely dissipate.

He was unwilling, and his strong desire to survive supported him and refused to die.

And the memories that had been blurred thousands of years ago began to emerge like flowers.

The first thing that came to mind was a snowy morning.