Demon Slayer: The Beginning of the Game Opens the Way of Reward for Diligence

More and more unrelated people gathered next to the cave, and the wandering girls were crying about their nightmarish experiences, as if they had just escaped from a monster. The head of the individual, just below.

"Lord Yusui, what should I do now?"

"What else can I do?"

Yu Sui Tianyuan frowned, and two smoke bombs were thrown directly into the crowd. After the explosion, the large smoke dispersed the crowd, and then several round bombs exploded all the people around and fled. This street Many businesses are desperate to pack up and flee.

‘As expected of Mr. Yusui, a gorgeous explosion can’t solve it, so there will be several more gorgeous explosions. ’

The members of the Ghost Killing Team who were observing from the side originally wanted to flatter him like this, but looking at Yu Sui Tianyuan's dignified face, he couldn't say similar words, afraid of being beaten.

"This breath..."

Before the smoke dissipated, Yu Sui Tianyuan suddenly dived into the ground of Yoshihara, and his mood became stronger and stronger.

He subconsciously pulled out the sun blade and suddenly changed color.

There are knife-like marks on the walls on all four sides, deep into the rock wall, and the teeth are intertwined.

on the ground.

The corpses of the six brothers and sisters are gradually dissipating, and their heads have disappeared almost to the eyes.

Yu Sui Tianyuan happened to observe the words in their eyes, the sixth of the strings.

The sixth is in his jurisdiction? Still such an inexplicable death?

"This is…"

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the swords scattered on the ground beside him.

"This is... a sun blade? Which guy is that?"

…

The white snow in the courtyard is extraordinarily crystal clear after the early sun rises. Pushing open the hidden wooden door, you can see the new buds on the dead branches.

The smell of hot tea is rising, and the fragrance fills the room, which is peaceful.

Lin Yu carefully packed his package.

It was originally expected to stay here for five days, but he didn't expect the battle to end so quickly, so he didn't need to stay any longer.

"That... last night, thank you."

Outside the house, there was the figure of Li Xia wrapped in a heavy kimono who stayed up all night. She seemed to appear suddenly, but in fact, before Lin Yu came back, she brewed all the tea on the table.

Li Xia was in a very uneasy mood at the moment. She still couldn't figure out who those guys who stood on the roof with ribbons last night were sacred, and why did the ribbons fly towards her like a monster. come over. Really like a nightmare.

However, there is no doubt that Lin Yu saved her right.

Lin Yu looked at the heavy kimono that the little **** the table was going to give him last night, smiled and shook his head, then took a sip of tea.

"Tea is delicious. Besides, you can take this thing."

"letter?"

Li Xia held the envelope in her hand and fell into deep thought.

"Well, if you want to leave this place, take this letter to find the place with the wisteria pattern... It's too troublesome. Now take the letter to the place where the explosion happened on the street, and someone will pick you up."

"that…"

"Just live a good life."

The man was just carrying a burden, as he was when he came, very neat and tidy, shook his hand, left a sentence of unknown meaning, and disappeared into the snow under the sunlight.

Chapter 60 Infinite City Meeting

Underground, infinite city.

The dim light reflects the rows of Japanese-style houses, and the feeling of heavy depression spreads.

The composite stairs crossed upwards, the steel bars were interlaced on the platform, and the sound of the pipa was playing in slow harmony.

"Being summoned here means..."

The peach-haired prickly teen looked horrified.

As the third stringer, he knows very well that the position of the stringer has not changed in the past 100 years. There is an absolutely insurmountable gap between the stringer and the stringer in the twelve ghost moons. Winding.

Yi Wozu turned his head, and saw the place beside him, showing hints of icy coldness, a folding fan shook gently, followed by a pale smile, as if blood was poured on his head, colorful There was a faint smile on his eyes.

The numbers reflected above, winding, two.

"Isn't this Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

"Go away!"

Yi Wozu's eyes were instantly hideous, and a violent punch directly shattered this annoying guy's head.

He has never been familiar with this guy named Tong Mo. If he really wants to say, Tong Mo is the type of evil spirit he hates the most. He feeds on weak women and brazenly shows off his behavior.

"Oh, your Excellency Yiwozu is really cold today."

The headshot of Shang Xian Er did not feel disgusted at all. He simply thought that today's Yi Wozu was not in a good mood. He wiped the blood on his face after recovery with a handkerchief, still maintaining that friendly smile.

"What, have Your Excellency Yiwozuo and Your Excellency Tong Mo arrived first?"

At this time, there was another sharp sound outside. To be precise, there was an object with pot makeup in the middle of the road. The sound came from inside, and after that, there was an old man with a hunched waist, looking at Yi The eyes of the nest seemed to be frightened.

"Oh, Your Excellency Bantiangou, have all the jade pots arrived?"

Tong Mo stepped forward to say hello again, but behind him, Yi Wozu, who was unhappy no matter how he looked at him, was about to punch him.

Just at this moment, one arm grabbed Yi Wozu's hand, and Yi Wozu turned his head with a split eye, and met a face full of eyes.

Wind one, black death Mou.

"I should have said that, you must obey the regulations. You seem to be quite disobedient, Yiwozuo."

Black Death Mou's voice was cold.

In that instant, half of Yiwozuo's arm was cut off by the roots, and blood splattered everywhere.

What surprised all the ghosts at the scene was that no one saw Hei Dead Mou pulling out the sun wheel knife around his waist, not even Yi Wozuo who subconsciously opened the Snowflake Array.

Even between the strings, there is such a natural gap.

As the first stringer, Black Death Mou has always existed beside Guiwu Tsuji Wumai since thousands of years ago, until now, only his position has never been replaced between the strings.

Only Tong Mo, who has experienced a **** battle and is qualified to challenge Black Death Mou, knows how powerful this guy is. He was let go by Black Death Mou after he failed.

"Is Your Excellency Black Death Mou also here? Does that mean that everyone is here?"

Tong Mo showed a very natural smile.

Black Death Mou said indifferently: You talk too much, Tong Mo. "

Although Tong Mo still had a smile on his face, he shut up very wisely.

Just at this moment, the bowed old man spoke timidly.

"It's not all the staff, one person didn't come."

"The fallen princess of the sixth string."

The smile on Tong Mo's face solidified.

Speaking of which...Fu Ji and prostitute Taro were still turned into ghosts under his guidance, why did he subconsciously forget about these two people? Isn't this saying that he who is loved by everyone ignores his companions who love each other?

Boom!

The sound of the lute has not stopped.

The picture of Infinite City was reversed, and there was a feeling of being turned upside down for a while.

A figure in a black kimono and clogs walked out slowly, beautiful and elegant.

All the winding ghosts present knelt down when they saw the figure.

"Mr. Miserable."

Ghost Dance Stone's face is expressionless, but the corners of his eyes are twitching slightly, as if there is a mass of anger hidden in his heart that has nowhere to vent.

Finally, an indifferent voice sounded.

"Fu Ji, dead."

Death isn't really scary for ghosts. Which one of these people...but which ghost hasn't died? Everyone grows into a creature like a demon because of the gift of death.

However, their boss, Ghost Mai Tsuji Wumai, was quite averse to the word death. The death that came out of the boss's mouth was a complete end to the evil ghost, and there would be no body left.

The jade pot was so frightened that it got out of the pot, and the dog hugged his head directly with both hands. Slightly moved.

This is not to say how good the relationship between Fallen Ji and these people is, but to change.

The pattern that has not changed in the past hundred years has changed at this moment. The ghosts of the stringed string were actually killed in a place other than the **** battle of transposition, which means that the strength of the ghost hunters in this era has already been tested in their restricted area.

Oni Mai Tsuji no miserable death of the Fallen Princess's brain image coefficients is played in the head of the wind-up ghost, which is also a special ability of him as a ghost.

In Yoshihara Never Sleeping City, there is a huge cave, which is also the place where Fallen Ji stores food. A guy with a huge body that is not like a human destroys Fallen Ji's body with only his hands, and then it is like a storm. Ordinary fists destroyed the bodies of the two brothers and sisters again and again.

In the end, with the sun wheel knife, it was easy to cut off the heads of the brothers and sisters who had been recovering very slowly for the last time.

"What the **** is this guy?"

"Is it really human?"

Except for Heisha Mou and Tong Mo, who kept silent, the other three made a subconscious voice, but there was only one sentence, because the face of the previous boss Guiwu Tsuji Wumai was already ugly enough at the moment, as if it was going to happen in the next second. Like to kill.

The reason why Black Death Mou didn't speak is understandable, he has always been like this.

As for Yiwozuo, it was unbelievable and stunned.

"This guy... how is it possible..."

After just a few short months, he saw the guy in Tokyo again.

Yi Wozuo can forget everything, but he can't forget that face, because this is the first time he has met a human who can compete with evil spirits in physical fitness since he became a ghost. It's like a monster.

At the beginning, he and Oni Mai Tsuji Wumai had thought about turning this guy into a ghost, but this plan was stillborn along with the death of Xia Xian Yigu Huotiao.

Chapter 61

Just as Yi Wozu was about to say something, the sight from Guiwu Tsuji Wumian was very cold.

He had promised before that he would give a result in the shortest possible time. However, when he was trying to search for the trace of this guy, he killed the fallen princess of the sixth string first. What kind of thing is this? gaffe.

"Master Wu Miserable..."

"To shut up."

The icy voice in his mind made Yi Wozu have to drop his head to the ground, the bloodshot in his eye sockets were terrifying, trembling and silent.

"The existence of this human being must be erased, and I will do it myself."

Black Death Mu Na's unfeeling voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, the jade pot and Bantiangou, who were both wound, even Tong Mo looked at him with a very surprised look. In their impressions, Hei Dead Mou has always been the kind of flower in the mountains. A like existence, when thinking of him, one can always imagine the moon.

That's right, the swordsman who looked up at the sky under the courtyard of the moonlit night was full of thoughts, but very ethereal. Just standing there, he could make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts, and felt that this was a terrible, eternal A guy who can't be beat.

However, even this kind of Shang Xian Yi would say something like 'a certain existence must be erased'? ', is he going to go in person?

Black Death Mou got up, Yuori fluttered, and turned to leave.

"Hold on."

Hei Dead Mou stopped his body and turned his face slightly.

During the winding, except for Tong Mo who was still smiling innocently and looked a bit like Tong Mo who couldn't understand the situation, everyone else's face was very ugly, even Yi Woza was the same, that guy seemed to have a kind of ghost dance. There is no longer the urge to kneel and worship in front of Wu Mian.

This made Hei Dead Mou a little puzzled, but what made him stop was the ghost dance Tsuji no miserable, the rules must be obeyed between superiors and subordinates, this is his code of conduct.

Pipa sounds.

The scene is transformed into a Japanese-style house, and the shadows of other winding strings have been lost, only Wu Miserable and Black Death Mou.

"Sir Wumis, what are your concerns?"

Generally speaking, Black Death Mou would not say words like this kind of questioning a leader, and it is impossible for Guimai Tsuji Wumai to show his weak side in front of anyone. This is an almost morbid state of his leadership. of persistence.

But when there were only the two of them left, Black Death Mou, as the evil ghost who had accompanied Kiwu-Tsuji Wumei for thousands of years, he was not only the subordinate of Oniwu-Tsuji Wumei, but also had a more important relationship.