"It sounds like a good deal at the cost of my own serious injury." A thick bandage was wrapped around his chest again. Although the young man with the hedgehog head still didn't look very good, at least he regained a lot of energy, with a hearty look. There was a hint of blackness in the smile, "It's obviously not the last moment, there are other ways to use, but Shimi, you stabbed yourself again and used thin blood as bait~"

"...It was stabbed by the bird you almost chopped off just now, not me." Looking at the dangerous smile of his companion, Undead Kawa Minya's original anger caused by a missed blow disappeared without a trace, and he turned his head and repositioned Moves, with a look of serious fighting, "Kuang Jin, your injury is not small, otherwise the blow just now would have stabbed the bird right through, so I still cut the guy's neck off as a striker. "

"Okay, I'll watch you from behind."

"..."

"laugh--"

Seeing the stiff back of the arrogant and irritable young man, Arya and Kanzaki, who was secretly watching behind the door, both had the urge to laugh. Of course, the former had no intention of restraining this urge at all, and just laughed out loud Voice.

"Haha——, just now, I looked like I was going to die heroically, but now I'm scared when I see my partner, you're the kid, right? Hahaha!"

"...I cut you off!"

"Shimi, the other party is a real kid, are you really serious?"

"...Breath of the Wind · Two Type Claw · Kohu Wind" After taking a deep breath and calming down, Shi Ya decided to ignore the two, turned around and drew his sword to slay the ghost.

Of course, some of them intend to kill the opponent quickly while the effect of thin blood is still there.

After all, it's the ghost of the bow, it's hard to say how long his own blood can be intoxicating. Anyway, he has already been scolded and suffered injuries, so it would be too uneconomical not to cut this guy.

The four claw-shaped wind blades whizzed out, and the air screamed, confirming that they were sharp enough to cut a sharp blade.

The four slowest monsters found in the previous battle were unable to dodge and were attacked one after another, and the hell three-headed dog among them was not as sensitive as before, which gave Shimi more confidence.

"Ha! It seems that when you are unconscious, you can't manipulate these ghost symbols." From this point of view, there is really no need to exchange this guy's life with serious injuries... just to avoid the trouble of being read by Kuang Jin.

"Time and time again... How dare you do this to my precious work..." The ghost of the lower string has already withdrawn from the ruins of the wooden house, standing on the street with his hands on his knees to adjust his breathing, trying to get rid of the bloody intoxication effect.His long black hair hangs down to cover his left eye, which is engraved with the word 下伤, and his delicate face, which cannot be concealed by the gray linen kimono, makes him look like a frail scholar, "It's been hard for me... After all..."

strangeness?Why did he feel that these paintings were drawn with great difficulty, they were obviously just ordinary ink paintings, and he could draw them at any time... These paintings... When did he draw them?

The long-haired man froze for a moment, and his head, which was dizzy from the thin blood, became more confused, making him even more irritable.

"Damn humans, watch me finish you all at once." The ink-colored monsters on the ground suddenly turned into lines and returned to the scroll, and the long-haired man called the scroll back to him. Come on, "Blood Ghost Art · Tenglong Picture"

The moment the voice fell, the whole body was covered with hard scales, and the giant dragon, which was almost as tall as the three-story wooden house, rushed out of the picture scroll. The sense of oppression was completely different from the ghost just now. Finally, the wooden house also turned into ruins.

"Dragon? The painting style is too different from before, isn't it?" Arya jumped up holding Kanzaki who was out of state with one hand, and landed on the roof of the wooden house on the right. No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like this guy can draw it.”

"...Is it time to evaluate his painting skills? It doesn't matter what kind of thing it is!" After regaining his senses, he found that he was only a street away from the monster newly summoned by the ghost of the string, and Kanzaki was going crazy. , "Little sister, although you are very powerful, there are already two first-class members, Mr. Undead Chuan and Mr. Suye, at the bottom of the string, so you should retreat with me first—"

"That guy, why are you working so hard?" Standing on the roof, she could see the battle situation on the ruins of the street at a glance, and it also made Arya more intuitively feel the desperate fighting style of Immortal Kawasami.

Although she will not shrink back when encountering a stronger enemy now, she will definitely not be able to risk her life like this irritable white hair, leaving no room for herself to fight the ghost.

Even if she returned to GF, standing in front of her was an enhanced version of Leuweis that she couldn't beat, she would give priority to the plan of taking Tusde away instead of staying and desperately fighting.

"This... I just heard it! It seems that Mr. Fushikawa's family members were all killed by ghosts." Kanzaki lowered his voice as he spoke, and his ponytails seemed to droop. Such."

"That's it..." It seems that unlike GF who is ruled by ghosts, the humans here are still fighting with ghosts, and I don't know which one is more unfortunate.

But having said that, GF aside, this place is far from her original understanding of the world... It is estimated that she traveled to a different world like those fantasy writings.If this is the case, she really has to establish a good relationship with the ghost killing team, which is a big force here, so that she can find a way to go back.

"That...little sister." Seeing Arya's serious expression, Kanzaki interrupted cautiously, "Where's your family? Is it still around here?"

"Ah, I'm Arya, big sister, you can just call me by my name." Looking at the white cloth with the word 'soup' written on it, which is faintly visible in the ruins, Arya's eyes flashed, "I'm actually In order to resist my parents who forced me to be a killer, I ran away from home, randomly picked a boat at the port to smuggle into this country, and then ended up in this hotel.”

"..." No, where should she start complaining?Parents who forced their children to be killers, or randomly picked boats to smuggle people at the port?Although this child named Arya is really good at reaching out, it is not impossible for a family of killers to sneak across the sea... No, no, no, it is still too exaggerated anyway, how could a teenage child do this!

"What's your name, big sister?"

"Kamizaki Aoi."

"Aoi~ What a nice name, can I just call you Aoi?"

"It's okay... No! Now is not the time to talk about this!" Arya circled around again, and Kanzaki felt that he must be surrounded by a child because he was too surprised today, "Let's go first Withdraw, the monsters over there will be handed over to Mr. Undead Chuan and the others."

"Really? But Mr. Undead Chuan is the fierce white hair, right? His right hand was injured just now, and with the left shoulder he intentionally injured before, the strength of swinging the knife will be weakened a lot, right?"

"What? How could—!"

Kanzaki quickly turned her head to look at the battlefield. The two Class A members were out of breath, and there were many wounds on their bodies, which shocked her.

This is Xiaxian's strength... Could it be that only Zhu can kill him?But no matter how fast the sending crow flies, it is impossible to fly to the nearby water column Mr. Tomioka's camp before dawn, what should I do...

"Don't worry Aoi, I've discovered that guy's weakness."

Standing at the high level, watching the battle situation and clearing the information, Arya fell back to the ground with Kanzaki in her arms, and waved goodbye to her with a smile: "Don't worry, it will be over soon."

"Wait--"

Kanzaki just wanted to reach out to stop her, but he couldn't find the girl's breath.

Hey, just now she clearly saw the white back of the child named Arya, but she seemed to have merged into the darkness and had no breath at all. If the color of the clothes was not too conspicuous, she would have no sense of existence at all... What kind of Western is this? Mystical?

When Kanzaki's thinking diverged and his brain opened up, Arya had already crossed the roof of the house in front of her, crossed a street in the blink of an eye, and came to the top of the battlefield.

Once again, he assessed the monster in front of him.

This giant dragon is indeed huge and flexible. A three-story wooden house will disappear with one paw. If you want to, you can destroy this town in minutes. Fortunately, in front of it, you can focus on the two people in the Ghost Killing Squad. I didn't think about it... Although the dragon itself is very troublesome, killing the main body is not the only way to make it disappear.

"Breath of the wind—"

Although both hands have been injured, Undead Kawa Minami did not let go of the hand holding the knife. Regardless of the wound that he barely suppressed the bleeding speed with his breath, he raised his hand in another form of opening hand, but was suddenly caught. Arya, who came out, was forced to accept the move abruptly.

"What's wrong with you little one? Why are you running here again?" Shiya, who might have chopped off the black-haired girl's head if he stopped a second later, was almost mad with rage.

He knew it was impossible for this little guy to stand aside and obediently wait until the battle was over!But what did she want to do when she ran over without even taking the sun wheel knife this time?To die directly?

"Hey, calm down, I'm here to help end the battle." After jumping from mid-air, Arya landed on the dragon's head, pulled its hair to stand firm, and shouted back at the undead river, " The monsters he drew don’t die only by slashing their necks with that sun wheel knife, so leave it to me, you go and kill the main body, and then call it a day and go home to eat and sleep.”

"It's as if you can stop it! The monsters drawn by this guy will protect the master, how can it be so easy to break through! Come down quickly and don't make trouble!"

"It's okay, I've ridden the dragon at home, and I'm fairly proficient at it."

When she was a child, she was thrown on the back of a dragon by her grandfather to train her balance and was released for three days. Arya has a lot of knowledge about how to maintain balance on this flying and crawling creature.So, under the inconceivably shocked gazes of Immortal Kawasami and Sueno Kusakami below, Arya jumped and ran from the dragon's head to the middle of the dragon's body.

During this period, the dragon ignored the first twist and hit the ground, trying to get Arya off.But when Arya went to the sky with the dragon and stayed in the earth for three days without being smashed into meat, this small shock certainly didn't bother her.

"One minute, remember to cut off the neck of the lower string within this time."

Without giving the other two time to digest the huge news of having ridden the family dragon, Arya jumped into the air as the dragon impatiently spread its wings and took off, then raised her right fist and slammed it down.

"boom--"

Although the opponent failed to completely hit the target due to the opponent's flexible dodge, but was rubbed by a heavy fist measuring tons of wrist strength, the giant dragon wailed, and its huge body hit the ground again, with a loud bang, the ground cracked and dust flew up.

"Come on!"

The calm voice with no fluctuations roared through the loud noise, making people subconsciously convinced.

Shi Mi and Kuang Jin looked at each other, without any other words or actions, they turned their heads and separated from each other to the left and right, and quickly rushed to the position where the lower string was located.

Although they didn't want that child who was as old as their younger brother and sister who passed away to go to the battlefield, since the other party had already shown such a level of awareness of strength, if they objected to procrastinating, it would only appear that the awareness of the two of them was not as good as that of a child.

"Damn! Who is that stinky girl?"

In order to be able to watch the ugly appearance of the members of the Ghost Slayer Squad being killed after being toyed with by his own works at close range, the long-haired man holding a pen stood on the roof not far from the dragon, which made him easily killed by the Undead River. The two found out and chased after them.

"Tenglong! Don't get entangled with that little girl! Come back quickly!"

At some point, the picture scroll with bloodstains on it floated in the air again, but this time, it failed to recall a single ink line.

"Why...why are you still fighting there!"

"Because you can't control that dragon well, right?" At this point, Kuang Jin also guessed why Arya was so determined to let them come directly to kill ghosts, "The brushwork of that dragon is different from the previous ghosts. , it shouldn't be drawn by you, right?"

"Things that are not yours are not yours, even if they are controlled by vampire techniques."

"What nonsense are you talking about! I drew that!"

That was clearly drawn by him just now!The man subconsciously raised the pen in his hand, but it seemed that at this moment he realized that the tip of the old pen with a thorn on the edge was completely white, with no ink at all.

Why... Where did I go wrong... No, now is not the time to think about this, I have to run away quickly.

'No, Shinichiro, your heart is not good, the doctor said you can't do strenuous exercise. '

He can't exercise vigorously?He is one of the lower strings that has been transformed by Lord Wu Mi's blood, so why can't he exercise vigorously?

There seemed to be two voices fighting in my mind, and for some reason, the pace of the ghost who left the bow slowed down for a moment.

"Breath of the Wind, One-Shaped Dust Whirlwind, Slash"

"Breath of Flame · One Type Shiranui"

The most basic type of breathing is a simple assault without fancy decorations, but because all the glitz is discarded, the speed of this move is often the fastest among all types.

"boom--"

Wind and fire, this time, finally met in tacit agreement. The light green blade and the red blade overlapped and swung out together. The flame storm rolled straight forward and roared. On the scorched ground, a bewildered face fell Incredible mind.

"why--"

How could he have his neck chopped off?He was one of the bottom liners, and just like that, his neck was chopped off by two guys who didn't even have a pillar and a little girl who was not as tall as his chest?

No, he can't die, his life is... It was my brother who managed to protect him!

The head that landed on the ground began to dissipate, and the eyeballs engraved with the word "lower string" turned upwards, and saw the two wounded members of the Ghost Slayer Squad who were both worried and accused each other.

"Shimi! You both hurt your hands and still use so many burdensome models, what will you do if you leave troubles behind!"

"Aren't you the same, Kuang Jin? You can't keep breathing in Changzhong, but you insist on it. The wound on your chest is opening again and starting to ooze blood!"

"I'm the elder brother! Of course I can't leave my younger brother alone on the battlefield!"

"...What brother and brother, it sounds embarrassing."

"What, Shimi, are you blushing?"

"I don't have it!!!"

Ahhh, he remembered, his parents died young, leaving only his elder brother and him.

But because of a bad heart, he couldn't do heavy work, and his family relied on his brother to cut firewood, hunt and sell money to make ends meet.

In order not to let him feel bored when he was alone at home, his elder brother brought him a picture scroll and pen and ink when he went out to sell leather, but he was still wearing the dusty linen kimono.

He drew all the wild beasts he encountered while hunting that his brother told him. After seeing it, his brother touched his head with a smile and praised him for his great painting.He felt that his elder brother was the most amazing person in the world, even if it was the legendary three-headed hell dog, his elder brother would definitely be able to defeat it.

In order to lighten his brother's burden, he began to want to draw some paintings and sell them for money.But the owner of the bookstore said that the ghosts he painted were too hideous and no one would buy them, so he began to imitate those paintings hanging in the store.If one day, he can draw the most popular painting in the shop like a dragon, my brother will not have to go up the mountain to cut firewood in snowy days.

After that, he would go to the store every day to look at the paintings, and come back at night to imitate and test the paintings.But his body couldn't bear such exhaustion, and silver threads began to appear in his long black hair, and he fell ill soon after.

In order to collect money to buy medicine for him, his elder brother went hunting in the mountains in a snowy day. He waited at home all the time, but when his hair turned white, his elder brother did not come back...

'Shinichiro, you are such a silly boy, if you want to help me lighten the burden, just show me your drawing with a smile when I go home. '

When the eyes engraved with the word "Xianxian" and "壱" on the other side were about to disappear into the air, he seemed, no, he really saw his brother!

I also changed back to the original thin body that could not even run away from a girl, and I couldn't support my brother's gray kimono at all.

"Brother, I—"

"I know, Shinichiro likes my brother the most, right? My brother is the same too." The black-haired young man with a gentle complexion rubbed the head of the boy whose face was [-]% similar to his own, and smiled to help him when he was dissatisfied. Straighten your hair, "Remember what I said when you showed me the first drawing you drew?"

"'Shinichiro is amazing, he will definitely become a great painter in the future, can I ask you for an autograph now?'"

"But the store manager said my paintings—" The black-haired boy lowered his head, hesitating to speak.

"It doesn't matter what the store manager and other people think, for me, Shinichiro is the greatest painter!" The young man put his hands on the boy's shoulders, bent slightly, and looked at him seriously, "The painting that Shinichiro gave me I have my autograph with me all the time."

"...me too, I always carry the picture scroll and pen that my brother gave me, but the ink is used up..."

"Then next time, I'll buy another piece for Shinichiro."

"Well, we've made an appointment."

There were two soft clicks, especially noticeable in the quiet late night of returning.

After putting the sword back into its sheath, Undead Kawa Minya and Sueno Kusakami supported each other, and finally took a look at the paintbrush and picture scroll that fell from the gray linen kimono on the ground, and after confirming that the ghost had completely dissipated, they walked away.

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