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Butterfly House.

Thundered...

At this moment, the wall where the wisteria vines were climbing had already collapsed and shattered, and the courtyard was full of messy rubble.

In the rubble, there is a half-cut flame pattern of the blade of the Japanese wheel knife.

It is very different from the harmony of the past.

In the dark of the night.

Rapid panting sounded rhythmically.

"Whew... Whew..."

Panting, Infernal Maki Shourou stood on the broken tiles, his shiny red flame hair already covered in a layer of dust.

There was a long tear mark on the chest clothes, revealing the skin of the upper body, which looked very embarrassed.

In his hand, only half of the Nichiren knife remained.

His brow furrowed, his eyes staring ahead.

Beside him, Sorrowful Mingyu Xing was holding the chain of the meteor hammer, also standing covered in dust.

Just now, the moment the two who were hiding on the roof noticed Tanjiro falling in the air, they launched an attack on Wu Miao.

But it only took one turn for the two of them to attack in turn, and Purgatory's sword was smashed in two by the furious Maki Misera.

If it weren't for the use of the Nichiren knife to resist the unloading force, Maki Shoulang's chest would have cracked a big hole at this moment.

- I see.

Maki Juro's red orange eyes reflected the appearance of Onimai Tsuji standing still on the opposite side.

At this moment, he completely understood the reason why even the one four hundred years ago failed to kill Wu Miao.

But.

Purgatory Maki Jurou glanced sideways slightly, looking in the direction behind him.

In that position, Tanjuro, who was dressed in a maroon feather, was slowly laying Tanjiro on the ground.

Purgatory Maki Juro withdrew his gaze.

- Their task of stalling for time has been accomplished.

The nervous and uneasy heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Opposite side.

“… Tut. ”

Wu Miao lowered his head, and his scarlet eyes quickly looked left and right.

In the end, his eyes were fixed on the back of Tanjuro squatting behind Purgatory.

The incomparably familiar jujube red feather weave is like a sharp needle straight into the eyes of Wu Miao!

- That guy is back!

Wu Miao's heart suddenly sounded an alarm bell.

The already distracted thoughts were even more flustered at the moment.

- Run!

The flesh tentacles extending from behind are slowly retracting.

I didn't have time to think about what was going on, and I didn't care about the smell of cyan flowers close at hand.

No miserable attempt stared at Tanjuro's back.

His breathing gradually became rapid, but his body stiffened and could not move at all.

- Seven brains to think fast.

- In the midst of a life-and-death crisis, Wu Miao thought of a perfect escape plan almost instantly!

He tentatively leaned back to the side.

Seeing Tanjuro still with his back to this side.

“… Damn it! ”

Wu Miao's fingertips trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth.

Smack.

He cautiously stepped back.

Then.

Bang!!

Behind him, there was a sudden loud explosion, followed by a strong wind wrapped in dust.

Kicked up in the dust.

The two figures, one tall and one short, appeared briefly for a moment, and then disappeared.

Wumiao's face turned pale, and his nerves were highly tense, and he was startled.

The corners of his clothes were blown by the wind and sand, but he did not dare to look back to see what had happened.

I could only hold my breath, and the whole ghost froze in place, looking at the back of Tanjuro standing in front of him.

……

Ahead.

"It's okay."

Tanjuro stood up and observed Tanjiro's physical condition with the transparent world, and when he found that there was no major problem, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After hearing the news of Wu Miao's appearance, he didn't even digest Tong Mo's battle memories and resurrection, so he rushed all the way over.

With that in mind.

He looked back:

"Good work, two."

Looking beyond the two of them in purgatory, looking at Wu Miao, Tanjuro adjusted his breathing:

"I'm on."

Wu Miao was also watching Tanjuro's movements intently.

The sight of a man and a ghost touched in mid-air.

！！

Wu Miao's pupils shrank suddenly, his face suddenly turned blue with fright, and the seven hearts swimming in his body suddenly stopped for a moment.

- There's no time to split!

He almost subconsciously wanted to shout:

"Naruto save...!!"

A shadow of a Japanese-style sliding door faintly appeared underneath.

That's when it happened.

Whew!

A cyan fist slammed through Wu Miao's chest from behind!

The powerful power was suddenly poured out on Wu Miao's body, and he couldn't stop staggering forward.

"Poof!" Wumiao's eyes fluttered, he spat out a mouthful of blood, turned his head slightly in disbelief, and looked behind him.

Behind.

What caught the eye was an extremely familiar, yet unfamiliar face.

After seeing the appearance of the comer, his pupils shrank.

"Get out of hell, scum!"

The corners of Koji's mouth rose confidently and sunny, and he clenched his fists, and on his forehead was a piece of paper with eye patterns on it.

As he spoke, Koji squeezed the test tube clenched in his fist!

The green liquid suddenly exploded in the body of Wu Miao!

This is a medicine researched by Zhu Shi.

It is an elixir that can transform demons back into humans and effectively suppress the ability to divide without misery.

"Woza...!"

The pupils of Wu Miao trembled violently, and his brows furrowed, as if he didn't understand why he was here at this moment:

"You...!"

Meanwhile.

Smack.

“… Long time no see... Onimai Tsuji. ”

A calloused hand rested on Wumiao's shoulder, as if to prevent the other from escaping.

Wu Miao subconsciously turned his head, and his eyes glanced in the direction of his arm.

When Jiguo Iwakatsu's familiar six scarlet eyes were imprinted into his sockets.

“… Black Death?! Wu Miao choked his throat in disbelief, and instinctively lowered his voice hoarsely.

- Neither of you died?!

- Why can't you feel it?!

His blurred eyes looked at Koji's fist into his chest.

I don't understand.

I don't understand why the cyan flower so happened to grow in the back mountain of the Jiguoyuan family.

I don't understand why Jiguoyuan can live for nearly 400 years.

I don't understand when the two windings in front of him betrayed him.

Such thoughts echoed in the bottom of my heart, and the already chaotic thoughts of no misery were even more dazed at this moment.

At this time, he only vaguely felt that he seemed to be inexplicably caught in a huge conspiracy.

…

Take advantage of the moment when you are stunned.

Click.

Tanjuro, who was standing in the distance, pulled out the scarlet immortal slash from behind.

His eyes were flat, and he tiptoed slightly.

Swish!

Holding the scarlet sword diagonally, he came to the face of Wu Miao in an instant!

The miserable vision that was fascinated by great self-doubt was suddenly shrouded in a rapidly approaching shadow!

"Wait a minute!!"

Feeling the sudden sudden wind, Wu Miao turned his head in horror, but his body was pressed to death by Jiguo Yansheng, and he could only shout helplessly:

"I..."

But the Immortal Slash seemed to far outpace the Miserable Reflex.

Wu Miao just stretched out his palm forward, trying to fend off the incoming attack.

Poof!

The sound of a knife cutting into flesh sounded.

The Tai Dao, which was wrapped in a red aura, suddenly split the palm of Wu Miao's hand and went straight into his armpit, splitting his arm in two!

Tanjuro did not unload the force, but turned the handle of the Taidao with both hands, twisting the blade that was split vertically under the armpit.

- aimed at the neck of the miserable!

"Ho-ah!!"

The sharp pain that I had never experienced before suddenly came horizontally down the position of my arm and towards my neck!

"Ahhh——!!hh

The face of Wu Miao was hideous, his voice was hoarse, and he let out a roar that made people feel only the eardrums tingle.

The scarlet eyes shrank to one point in an instant!

Perhaps it was the pain that shattered all thoughts and allowed the survival instinct to take over the high ground again.

The illusory wooden door under his feet is completely solidified at this moment!

The one person and two ghosts who kept in touch with Wu Miao seemed to have stopped for a moment.

The next moment.

When!

The sound of the pipa echoed faintly in my ears.

The surrounding scene flickered and darkened, and changed suddenly.

Tanjuro felt the immortality in his hand loosen.

The misery in front of him has disappeared without a trace.

All that exists is a brightly lit Japanese-style room with wooden doors on all sides.

He straightened up and looked around.

This is the Infinite City.

The last den of no misery.

Then, he stepped away and easily slashed the immortal slash across his shoulder.

After Tanjuro got the Immortal Slash, he hasn't-

- Use it to breathe the sun.

……

Meanwhile.

The far other side of Infinity City.

platform.

Dense wooden doors are open around the platform, through which you can see the different scenery of the outside world.

He fell in the middle of the platform in embarrassment, and his whole body was full of flesh and blood.

He tried to split himself into thousands of pieces, so that the exploding minced meat would pass through the wooden door evenly, teleport and shoot to every corner of Japan!

It was the only way he could think of, and seemed the most likely way to survive.

But, the next moment.

Goo –

The swriggling flesh shriveled down like a deflated balloon.

Wu Miao's face turned pale.

- It can't be divided.

(End of chapter)