Ghost Slayer: The King of Ghosts Walking with the World

Jian Tong continuously created mirrors to try to hide himself, but it was of no avail. When the mirror appeared, it would be smashed by Yang Jie.

"I don't have the ability to attack, but because of my unique ability, I was selected by Onimai Tsuji to become the top string. Is it interesting?"

An idea suddenly appeared in Yang Jie's mind, and he grabbed Jian Tong's collar and lifted it up.

"Compared to the small amount of blood extracted, a complete twelve ghost moon winding should be more valuable for research."

Jian Tong seemed to see through Yang Jie's thoughts, struggling crazily.

Yang Jie's right hand pierced into Jiantong's chest, and his own blood kept pouring into Jiantong's body.

Oni Wu Tsuji's blood surged crazily in Jiantong's body, trying to resist the injection of Yangsuke's blood.

Yangsuke sensed trouble, the blood of Oni Wu Tsuji in Jiando's body spread almost every blood vessel in his body.

When Yangsuke's blood was forcibly injected into Jiantong's body, Oni Wu Tsuji's blood was gradually destroying Jiantong's body.

This shows that at this moment, Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi is remotely manipulating the curse in the blood in Jando's body, and the curse corrodes his body.

Jian Tong's eyes turned white, and the surface of his body began to rot. The extreme pain made Jian Tong howl unbearably.

Yang Jie kept suppressing Jiantong's progress of being corrupted by the curse, and called to Lianxue and Xiaomei: "Inject those two medicines into its body!"

Lianxue and Xiaomei inject the medicine developed by Kanae and Xiaoren that can suppress ghost cells into Jiantong's body.

Yangsuke temporarily stopped injecting blood, and the injected medicine began to take effect, continuously suppressing the blood of Yangsuke and Onimai Tsuji in Jiantong's body.

At the peak of the potion's effect, when the ghost king cells in Jiantong's body were weakened to the point where the potion could take effect to the limit, Yang Jie injected a large amount of blood into Jiantong's body again.

This time, Yangsuke's Oni King's blood successfully suppressed Oni Wu Tsuji's blood, and Jian Tong's progress of being corrupted by the curse stopped.

Jiantong passed out, and Yangsuke felt the changes in his body, and found that the blood of Gui Wu Tsuji had been suppressed, and the cell activity had stagnated.

But it was only suppressed, the curse of Jian Tong's blood was not lifted, and when the suppressed blood regained its vitality, Jian Tong would still be corrupted by the curse and die.

If you want the blood cell activity of Oniwu Tsuji in Jiantong's body to be continuously suppressed, except for Yangsuke's blood, only the medicine developed by the Butterfly sisters can do it.

Holding Jiantong in his arms, Yang Jie said to Lianxue and Xiaomei, "Let's go, let's go back to Butterfly House first."

On the other side, Heishi Mou fell out of the mirror in embarrassment.

At this time, the place where Heishimu appeared was in a deep mountain, and this deep mountain was the place where Heishimou and Jian Tong had been.

Jian Tong's ability can build two interconnected mirrors in different places. When Jian Tong casts the mirror, he teleports Hei Si Mou to the deep mountain where he once came.

Heishimou's eyes were full of anger, and he waved the ghost blade in his hand wantonly, venting the hatred in his heart.

Countless round moon blades swept across the entire mountain, and countless trees were cut off in the middle.

Hei Si Mou, who lost the battle again, felt extremely depressed, lost his mind, and wandered aimlessly through the woods.

I don't know how far and how long I walked until I came to a plain.

When Hei Si Mou came to the center of the plain, surrounded by big trees and various flowers, he found a tombstone.

【Tomb of Ji Guoyuanyi】

Hei Si Mou stared at the tombstone in a daze, with mixed feelings in his heart. After he turned into a ghost, human emotions and memories continued to blur and fade. He could hardly remember the appearance of his family members, but only Yuan Yi The appearance is as clear as ever.

Heishimu caressed the tombstone and murmured, "Did you guide me here?"

"No! I don't believe it! You must have brought me here because you wanted to humiliate me! I hate you, I hate you so much! Why are you chosen by heaven and I am not?"

Suddenly, Hei Si Mou, who was extremely resentful, swung the ghost blade and split Yuan Yi's tombstone in two.

"Come out! Ji Guoyuan! Answer me!"

Heishimu dug up the grave and dug out a coffin.

Opening the coffin, Hei Si Mou found that apart from a pair of dead bones inside the coffin, he was holding a piccolo in his hand.

Looking at Piccolo, Heixin Mou gradually remembered his friendship with Yuanyi back then.

"Is my brother's wish to become the strongest warrior in this country? Then I will become the second strongest warrior in this country."

"I will definitely cherish this flute as my elder brother!"

"Compared to swordsmanship, I hope to play with my brother!"

"Stop talking!" Hei Simou's tears kept streaming down, he covered his head, and kept begging.

In a haze, Heishai Mou seemed to see the figure of Ji Guo Yuanyi.

Yuan Yi looked at Hei Si Mou's appearance, shed tears and lamented in a hoarse voice, "You are so pitiful, brother."

"Anyone can pity me, but only you can't! Ji Guoyuanyi! In order to surpass you, I became like this! Come, fight me! I will definitely defeat you!"

Annoyed and ashamed, Heishimou kept waving the ghost blade, but the ghost blade pierced through Ji Guoyuanyi's body.

Ji Guoyuan recalled: "Do you still remember? Once my elder brother violated my father's order, contacted me privately, came to my room to play, and was beaten up in public when my father found out.

But you didn't alienate me. In order not to be discovered by my father, brother, you made me a flute with your own hands, and said to me, "Blow it when you need it, and my brother will definitely come to help you right away." '"

Hei Si Mou waved his blade uninterruptedly: "I've already forgotten about that kind of thing!"

"But I haven't forgotten it. I think my brother must also remember it. We are brothers, aren't we?"

"No! We are not brothers, and I am not Ji Guoyan Sheng! I am Hei Si Mou who will do whatever it takes to become stronger!"

"Brother, why are you so upset?"

Yuanyi's words shocked Heishimou, and the ghost blade in his hand fell to the ground.

With trembling hands, Heishi Mou asked himself: "Why, why is my heart chaotic? No, my heart is not chaotic, and my original intention has never changed!"

"Brother, look at your appearance."

Heishimu looked at the puddle on the ground, which reflected Heishimu's extremely ugly appearance, and couldn't help wondering, "Is this the posture of a warrior? Is this really what I want?"

Hei Si Mou had a huge shake in his belief in surviving so far: "Tell me Yuan Yi! What exactly was I born into this world for? Tell me!"

"For me, my brother has always been the one who protects me. My brother just went astray. I believe that one day my brother will come back from his mistakes."

Ji Guoyuan hugged the confused Hei Si Mou into his arms: "I have always hoped to play with my brother again like when I was a child. When I play the piccolo, my brother can appear by my side."

Ji Guo Yuan Yi's figure gradually disappeared, and Hei Si Mou wanted to grab Ji Guo Yuan Yi's hand, but he couldn't.

Hei Si Mou stared blankly at the piccolo that he had unknowingly held in his hand.

Gently put it to his mouth and blew the piccolo, but that person was no longer there.