The word 'why' was about to rush out of the throat in an instant, but just as the lips and tongue were wriggling and the air was about to burst out, Wu Mi swallowed it back into his stomach abruptly.
He didn't seem to understand why Yato would ask such a question, he snorted nonchalantly, "What does it have to do with me?"
Presumably, I am tired of playing the role of compassion and compassion, and I don’t want to pay attention to human beings who are evil in nature.
"Tsk." Not expecting to hear any good words from Wu Can's mouth, Yato put down the candlestick in his hand, and gently hung his hand by his side.
However, in the next second, the sharp knife light shone brightly in the dark night, and with an unparalleled sharpness, it slashed straight at Guiwu Tsuji Wucan's face.
"Although I didn't guess wrong—but I still feel quite upset when I think about this sentence."
"!"
Perhaps the conversation just now disturbed Wu Mi's thoughts, and when he realized it, he only had time to raise his hand to block the blade that was approaching his neck abruptly.
The icy light was reflected in those extremely magnificent vertical pupils, Gui Wu Tsuji gritted his teeth, and the wound on his arm was bleeding like a pillar.
He exerted a sudden force on his hand, the cut muscles contracted for a while, and forcefully squeezed out most of the blade that had sunk into the flesh.The god with blue pupils didn't seem to intend to get too entangled with him, but just took advantage of the situation and stepped back, barely standing firm on the ground.
Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou stared closely at the silent blue-eyed god who lowered his head, his back was slightly raised, as if something hideous and ugly was constantly churning under the flesh, ready to move.
"What, it's been a few hundred years, and you've become so weak?" He opened the corner of his mouth, unceremoniously mocking the god of disaster who just lowered his hand and pressed his right arm firmly.
"Really—" Yato opened his mouth muffled, as if he didn't hear Kimai Tsuji's words.
His voice was low, mixed with a slight gasp.At the end of the ending, there seemed to be a slight trembling that couldn't be concealed. It seemed that there was something crystal clear and cold reflecting bright light in the dark night. Tidy tatami.
"How did that guy endure such pain for so long?"
Yato suddenly raised his hand, and the smooth cloth slid down his arm.Even though the candlelight was dim, the exposed arm still clearly fell into Onimai Tsuji's eyes.
The dark purple scab spread rapidly on the arm, and the skin eroded by the scab was like dead bark, which would peel off completely with a light touch, revealing the rotten flesh and white bones buried under the skin.
The bone-eroding pain exploded in his mind, Yeto bit his lower lip tightly, and there was already a bloody smell in his mouth.His forehead was covered with dense cold sweat at some point, and Yetou stared at the evil ghost who was stunned by the scene in front of him, his pair of blue pupils were almost as bright as monsters in the dark night.
"...What do you mean by that?" Ghost Mai Tsuji narrowed his eyes.With the ghost's excellent eyesight, he could of course see that the ominous things spread out from the dots of blood splattered on his arms.
——And that was the ghost blood that was inadvertently stained on the opponent's body after he was cut off by Yato's sudden attack just now.
Suddenly, a burst of sudden pain exploded in his mind. It should be the first time he saw the ominous thing spreading in the hands of the God of Fujin, but there was a strange sense of familiarity spreading from the bottom of his heart.
Some details that he ignored screamed in his mind, crazily proclaiming his sense of existence.Guiwu Tsujimu pressed his temples fiercely, and the worsening headache made him frown uncontrollably, with a tyrannical aura floating around his body.
"Did you forget?" Yato grinned.It was obvious that the pain was so painful that he was about to faint, but he sneered as if he couldn't feel it at all.
"1000 years ago, the day you escaped from Tanjirou."
Dark purple ailments almost spread all over his body, and the bruised god fell powerlessly on the ground, unconscious, and his whole body was so cold that he seemed to be a corpse that had been dead for an unknown time.
Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The sharp nails plucked at the smooth front of the fabric, almost tearing the poor piece of fabric to pieces.He was short of breath, obviously his palpitations and cough had already healed, and the ghost's heart would no longer be beating, but now he actually felt like a needle prick in his heart, and there were fine-grained pains between his exhalations and inhalations.
How could he have forgotten?
On that day, every movement and slight change of the god's expression seemed to be engraved in his mind, which became the nourishment for his anger and resentment that lasted for thousands of years.
"Ah—sorry I forgot, you don't even know."
Futsugami sneered, "After all, you only cared about hurting Tanjiro, and then quickly hid in the shadows like a mouse."
"So what." Wu Mi clasped his head, his sharp nails dug into his flesh, and the dark red and sticky blood gradually slid down his face.
"Even if he was injured because of my blood, so what."
"He is Vulcan, how could it be because of these things..."
"You are really stupid." Having no patience to listen to Wu Mi's words, Yato interrupted it rather rudely.
He was almost laughed out of anger, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad for Tanjiro.
"The God of Vulcan is enshrined by tens of thousands of believers, so naturally he will not be completely annihilated in the world because of you."
As long as there are believers, the gods are almost immortal.
"Kanjiro will change."
The position of Vulcan will not disappear because of the departure of the gods, so after the departure of one god after another, a Vulcan will be born again to take over the position.
Vulcan will not die, but Tanjiro will replace him, and he will no longer exist in the world.
"When I hurried over 1000 years ago, the ailments had spread all over his body, and he almost fell into a trance." Yeto coughed a few times, and the ailments on his arms gradually spread upwards, almost approaching his shoulders.
"For 300 years, he has cultivated in Shenquan for nearly 300 years before barely recovering less than half of his strength."
Due to serious injuries, Vulcan's divine power was weak for 300 years. Not only could he not take a step forward, he could not even maintain the most basic growth.
And what was Wu Mi doing at that time?The blue-eyed god clenched his teeth, pain mixed with anger rushing to his mind.
At that time, Wu Mi developed his own power arbitrarily because there was no interference from Tanjiro.
How many innocent passers-by were polluted by the blood of ghosts, turning into ghosts and ghosts, harming all beings.
How many happy and happy families were torn apart abruptly, and the crying of grief rang in my ears every night, sad and desperate.
"Tell me, with you like this, why do you expect Tanjirou to love you?"
"To shut up!"
Oni Wu Tsuji's rear molars were clenched, and the words of Fujin God were like sharp rivets, piercing into his heart and mind bit by bit. The pain was so painful that he could only forced to bear.
He never knew all this, but he just thought that he hurt the god who should be as bright and warm as the sun.
"Ah, by the way, Tanjirou probably hasn't told you yet."
Seeing Onimui Tsuji's distraught appearance at this moment, Yato not only didn't stop, but intensified.
"What exactly is the blue Bana flower you've been looking for?"
He raised the corners of his lips, the light in his eyes was like a ghost in the dark night, and he rushed straight at Wu Mi with undisguised mockery and malice.
"The blue Bana flower has another name."
"The Heart of Kagutsuchi."
Yato grinned.
"Yes—it refers to Tanjirou's heart."
The author has something to say: The reason for the small number of words is that the effect is best here (.)
Missing words will be filled in tomorrow.
The lucky one in the last chapter is Ji Zi, the red envelope has been sent, please pay attention to check~
Who is the lucky guy in this chapter?
感谢在2021-04-2822:55:07~2021-04-3021:18:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Dazai is mine, if you bother me again, I will kill you one;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:赵洢墨86瓶;墨迹70瓶;冷月烛43瓶;白鹭20瓶;奕星际第一15瓶;木字楊、西尼斯1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
He didn't seem to understand why Yato would ask such a question, he snorted nonchalantly, "What does it have to do with me?"
Presumably, I am tired of playing the role of compassion and compassion, and I don’t want to pay attention to human beings who are evil in nature.
"Tsk." Not expecting to hear any good words from Wu Can's mouth, Yato put down the candlestick in his hand, and gently hung his hand by his side.
However, in the next second, the sharp knife light shone brightly in the dark night, and with an unparalleled sharpness, it slashed straight at Guiwu Tsuji Wucan's face.
"Although I didn't guess wrong—but I still feel quite upset when I think about this sentence."
"!"
Perhaps the conversation just now disturbed Wu Mi's thoughts, and when he realized it, he only had time to raise his hand to block the blade that was approaching his neck abruptly.
The icy light was reflected in those extremely magnificent vertical pupils, Gui Wu Tsuji gritted his teeth, and the wound on his arm was bleeding like a pillar.
He exerted a sudden force on his hand, the cut muscles contracted for a while, and forcefully squeezed out most of the blade that had sunk into the flesh.The god with blue pupils didn't seem to intend to get too entangled with him, but just took advantage of the situation and stepped back, barely standing firm on the ground.
Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou stared closely at the silent blue-eyed god who lowered his head, his back was slightly raised, as if something hideous and ugly was constantly churning under the flesh, ready to move.
"What, it's been a few hundred years, and you've become so weak?" He opened the corner of his mouth, unceremoniously mocking the god of disaster who just lowered his hand and pressed his right arm firmly.
"Really—" Yato opened his mouth muffled, as if he didn't hear Kimai Tsuji's words.
His voice was low, mixed with a slight gasp.At the end of the ending, there seemed to be a slight trembling that couldn't be concealed. It seemed that there was something crystal clear and cold reflecting bright light in the dark night. Tidy tatami.
"How did that guy endure such pain for so long?"
Yato suddenly raised his hand, and the smooth cloth slid down his arm.Even though the candlelight was dim, the exposed arm still clearly fell into Onimai Tsuji's eyes.
The dark purple scab spread rapidly on the arm, and the skin eroded by the scab was like dead bark, which would peel off completely with a light touch, revealing the rotten flesh and white bones buried under the skin.
The bone-eroding pain exploded in his mind, Yeto bit his lower lip tightly, and there was already a bloody smell in his mouth.His forehead was covered with dense cold sweat at some point, and Yetou stared at the evil ghost who was stunned by the scene in front of him, his pair of blue pupils were almost as bright as monsters in the dark night.
"...What do you mean by that?" Ghost Mai Tsuji narrowed his eyes.With the ghost's excellent eyesight, he could of course see that the ominous things spread out from the dots of blood splattered on his arms.
——And that was the ghost blood that was inadvertently stained on the opponent's body after he was cut off by Yato's sudden attack just now.
Suddenly, a burst of sudden pain exploded in his mind. It should be the first time he saw the ominous thing spreading in the hands of the God of Fujin, but there was a strange sense of familiarity spreading from the bottom of his heart.
Some details that he ignored screamed in his mind, crazily proclaiming his sense of existence.Guiwu Tsujimu pressed his temples fiercely, and the worsening headache made him frown uncontrollably, with a tyrannical aura floating around his body.
"Did you forget?" Yato grinned.It was obvious that the pain was so painful that he was about to faint, but he sneered as if he couldn't feel it at all.
"1000 years ago, the day you escaped from Tanjirou."
Dark purple ailments almost spread all over his body, and the bruised god fell powerlessly on the ground, unconscious, and his whole body was so cold that he seemed to be a corpse that had been dead for an unknown time.
Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The sharp nails plucked at the smooth front of the fabric, almost tearing the poor piece of fabric to pieces.He was short of breath, obviously his palpitations and cough had already healed, and the ghost's heart would no longer be beating, but now he actually felt like a needle prick in his heart, and there were fine-grained pains between his exhalations and inhalations.
How could he have forgotten?
On that day, every movement and slight change of the god's expression seemed to be engraved in his mind, which became the nourishment for his anger and resentment that lasted for thousands of years.
"Ah—sorry I forgot, you don't even know."
Futsugami sneered, "After all, you only cared about hurting Tanjiro, and then quickly hid in the shadows like a mouse."
"So what." Wu Mi clasped his head, his sharp nails dug into his flesh, and the dark red and sticky blood gradually slid down his face.
"Even if he was injured because of my blood, so what."
"He is Vulcan, how could it be because of these things..."
"You are really stupid." Having no patience to listen to Wu Mi's words, Yato interrupted it rather rudely.
He was almost laughed out of anger, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad for Tanjiro.
"The God of Vulcan is enshrined by tens of thousands of believers, so naturally he will not be completely annihilated in the world because of you."
As long as there are believers, the gods are almost immortal.
"Kanjiro will change."
The position of Vulcan will not disappear because of the departure of the gods, so after the departure of one god after another, a Vulcan will be born again to take over the position.
Vulcan will not die, but Tanjiro will replace him, and he will no longer exist in the world.
"When I hurried over 1000 years ago, the ailments had spread all over his body, and he almost fell into a trance." Yeto coughed a few times, and the ailments on his arms gradually spread upwards, almost approaching his shoulders.
"For 300 years, he has cultivated in Shenquan for nearly 300 years before barely recovering less than half of his strength."
Due to serious injuries, Vulcan's divine power was weak for 300 years. Not only could he not take a step forward, he could not even maintain the most basic growth.
And what was Wu Mi doing at that time?The blue-eyed god clenched his teeth, pain mixed with anger rushing to his mind.
At that time, Wu Mi developed his own power arbitrarily because there was no interference from Tanjiro.
How many innocent passers-by were polluted by the blood of ghosts, turning into ghosts and ghosts, harming all beings.
How many happy and happy families were torn apart abruptly, and the crying of grief rang in my ears every night, sad and desperate.
"Tell me, with you like this, why do you expect Tanjirou to love you?"
"To shut up!"
Oni Wu Tsuji's rear molars were clenched, and the words of Fujin God were like sharp rivets, piercing into his heart and mind bit by bit. The pain was so painful that he could only forced to bear.
He never knew all this, but he just thought that he hurt the god who should be as bright and warm as the sun.
"Ah, by the way, Tanjirou probably hasn't told you yet."
Seeing Onimui Tsuji's distraught appearance at this moment, Yato not only didn't stop, but intensified.
"What exactly is the blue Bana flower you've been looking for?"
He raised the corners of his lips, the light in his eyes was like a ghost in the dark night, and he rushed straight at Wu Mi with undisguised mockery and malice.
"The blue Bana flower has another name."
"The Heart of Kagutsuchi."
Yato grinned.
"Yes—it refers to Tanjirou's heart."
The author has something to say: The reason for the small number of words is that the effect is best here (.)
Missing words will be filled in tomorrow.
The lucky one in the last chapter is Ji Zi, the red envelope has been sent, please pay attention to check~
Who is the lucky guy in this chapter?
感谢在2021-04-2822:55:07~2021-04-3021:18:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Dazai is mine, if you bother me again, I will kill you one;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:赵洢墨86瓶;墨迹70瓶;冷月烛43瓶;白鹭20瓶;奕星际第一15瓶;木字楊、西尼斯1瓶;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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