It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

"Can you do it, you ghost? Why haven't you found Tanjirou's position yet?" Tokitomuichiro squinted, looking at Yushirou who was squatting on the ground with his eyes closed, and the man holding the knife. The knuckles on the hands were faintly white.

"Shut up, Ghost Slayer!" Yushirou was obviously in a bad mood, and couldn't help but to scold Xiazhu who kept nagging in his ear.

Perhaps it was more or less affected by Wu Mi, the information conveyed through the technique is not only pitifully small, but even more vague.

"Don't bother me." Yushiro almost lost contact just by raising his head and saying a word, so he quickly withdrew his mind.

He was crouching on the ground, still writing and drawing in his hands—although the connection was meager, if he could keep it up, it shouldn't be impossible to accurately locate Kamado Tanjiro.

Really.Yushiro cursed secretly in his heart.

If it wasn't for Lord Zhu Shi's face, he wouldn't care about this guy who only caused him trouble.

"Calm down a little bit, Shitou-kun." Butterfly Shinobi patted Shitou Muichiro's shoulder and shook his head silently.

Chong Zhu, who was wearing a butterfly feather weave, handed the still steaming wisteria tea to Xia Zhu who was restless.

To be honest, Die Die Ren is also in a very bad mood right now, her lips are tightly pursed, and her dark purple eyes are filled with anxiety and worry.

"The mouse tail has already gone to rest. After so long, that child must have been very fortunate."

Although he accepted Butterfly Shinobu's kindness, Tokito Wuichiro was not in the mood to drink tea at all right now, and the refreshing fragrance of tea in the past was even more disturbing at the moment.

Taking all this into his eyes, Die Die couldn't bear to be annoyed, but just sat down beside Shi Tou silently.

"I believe that everyone is like Shi Tou-jun, worried about Zaomen-jun."

Butterfly tilted her head forcibly, and her heart was also so anxious that it almost made her restless.

"However, if you don't take a good rest, you won't be in a good enough state to meet the next battle, which is the worst."

"In that case, wouldn't it be in vain for Zaomen-kun to sacrifice so much everything he arranged for us in advance?"

"...Yes, I understand."

After a moment of silence, Tokito Muichiro sighed slowly, gathered the Hikari Saber around his waist, and was dazed for a moment, ready to leave.

Even if you stay here for a while, you won't get any results, it's just annoyance.

The other pillars, it is precisely because they know this Dao that they should go to rest even if they are forcing themselves.

"Trust Tanjirou." Butterfly Shinobu said behind Tokito Muichiro.

"He is the strongest Sun Pillar, so he will be safe and sound."

"—cough, cough!"

Suddenly there was a coughing sound, and there seemed to be a faint cracking sound mixed in.

As if being stung by something, Butterfly Ninja and Tokito Muichiro turned their heads subconsciously, but what they saw was Yushiro lying on the ground coughing violently for some reason, with red eyes and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The pen in his hand couldn't bear the huge force of the ghost for a moment, and it shattered. The paper was scattered on one side, and the black ink flowed to the ground, staining his hands with dirt.

Yushiro looked pained, and he almost shrank into a ball, but he couldn't do it because of the severe cough.Black and red were mottled and intertwined on the snow-white coat, and almost instantly, the mood of the two pillars fell to the bottom.

"Yushiro!" Yushiro waved his hands, rejecting Zhushi's concern and approach.

"Master Zhu Shi, please don't come here yet."

"I lost contact with Tanjirou."

"The spell placed on that guy—was destroyed."

Yushiro coughed while talking, and Oni's superb regenerative ability quickly began to repair his damaged internal organs.

The blood froth of Xingshai was still stuck in his throat, and Yushiro spoke in a hoarse voice, intermittently.

Like a huge boulder suddenly dropped on the water, Yushiro's words seemed to tear away the uneasiness and panic that the pillars were suppressing.

The turbid water churned in the dark night, and the scorching breath spread silently in the dark water, like a heavy boulder firmly pressing on the hearts of everyone.

"Yushiro, what happened?" Zhu Shi took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice whether it was a ghost who had experienced more than a hundred years.

The spell placed on Tanjiro cannot be damaged for no reason, and the worst case is just...

"It's not clear yet, but the guy probably didn't break it himself."

The tingling pain in his viscera gradually faded away, Yushiro took a breath and turned around to explain.

"After the spell is destroyed, I can no longer track that guy's location."

"But thanks to that guy who bought enough time, although there is no way to pinpoint the exact location, I can probably find the range of Infinite City."

After wiping the ink that was almost dry on his hands, Yushirou grabbed the map that was hastily thrown aside just now, but luckily it wasn't damaged much, his hands kept moving.

"Hey, Ghost Slayer!" He raised his head and shouted loudly.

"The next thing has nothing to do with us!"

"You must bring that guy back to me. If you dare to order Master Zhu Shi like this, I must make him look good!"

****

"Why did your strength decrease to such an extent?"

Putting the saber in front of him, Heishimu squinted his eyes, looking at Rizhu who was half-kneeling in the corner and gasping for breath, his tone was unknowingly tinged with doubt.

How could someone who was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yuanyi hundreds of years ago be so embarrassed after receiving a few attacks from him?

Kamado Tanjiro's appearance at the moment is definitely not neat.A piece of Chinese clothing was cut by fine and irregular blades, and the cracks in the corners of the robe were messy.

Although the wound on the abdomen has gone through a short and rough treatment, the massive blood loss still made him dizzy.

His face was also cut with large and small wounds, and the blood that was too late to wipe off flowed down his face, almost covering Tanjiro's eyes.

He raised his head slightly, his nostrils fluttered, and the scents he was all too familiar with drifted into his nostrils softly and silently along with the wind that came from nowhere.

They are already here.

There was a sudden relief in his heart, obviously Tanjirou's current situation was definitely not good, but he couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips, and there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Fighting that lord with a human body is just an act of sending death for nothing." Black Death Mou paused, as if he didn't understand why Tanjirou laughed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan Sheng." Standing up with a knife, Tanjiro raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and his deep red eyes shone like sparks.

"My companions have arrived." He must be at their side as soon as possible.

He has no time to waste any more time here.

If it is a quick battle, it should be able to make it in time.

"Mr. Yan Sheng, please be careful!"

Kagura, the God of Fire, Yang Huatu!

The moves that have been almost engraved in his mind for a hundred years are once again displayed before his eyes. Heixinmou's eyes moved, and the knife he held in his hand trembled slightly, and he almost lost his grip and fell to the ground.

Hei Si Mou closed his eyes, as if he wanted to erase the Yuan Yi phantom that appeared in front of him for no reason.The blade in his hand deflected, and the gorgeous sword strokes carved deep marks on the ground.

Opening his eyes, the fiery red flames still lingered deep in the cornea and never dissipated. He watched Tanjiro who was still in the attacking posture, seemed to have no reaction to his attack, and stood frozen in place, unable to move. There was a feeling of disappointment.

If it is Yuanyi, it should be absolutely impossible to be defeated by his breath.

But does this also prove that his breathing is actually not weaker than Yuanyi's breathing method?

Heishimu put down the knife, even though he didn't have the habit of checking how his opponent died under his knife.He bowed slightly, ready to deal with the little bugs that had slipped into the Infinite City.

--and many more!

There seemed to be a sudden burst of pain in his mind, frantically warning him that something was completely beyond the expectations of the evil spirit.

Hei Si Mou's eyes widened for a moment, some kind of intuition originating from a warrior guided his body movements.The black costume spread faintly in the air like the tail fin of a goldfish, and the cold and silky cloth was slid across the arms.An almost creepy fear rushed up from the bottom of his heart, he subconsciously turned his head, and grabbed the side of his neck with his hands.

The blazing pain like a fire exploded in the palm of the hand and neck, and Hei Shimou clenched his teeth, almost looking at the charcoal standing upside down in the air with the force of the knife, the veins in his hands popped out, and the joints turned white. Jiro.

God of Fire Kagura·Phantom Sunbow.

Kagura, the god of fire, setting sun turned around.

Kamado Tanjirou held the knife tightly, the temperature on the fiery red knife was appalling, even after a long distance, the back of his hand still felt like it was being scorched.

Most of the blade fell into the evil spirit's neck, and even the ghost's still fragile carotid artery was cut open by the sharp blade. The dirty blood of the ghost spurted on the knife, and the toothache sizzling noise made the ears ache.

Tanjiro stepped on the rock pillar behind him, his brow almost wrinkled into a ball.

His current posture was already difficult to use force, and he failed to cut off the head of one of the upper strings with one blow, and the blade seemed to be stuck by muscles, unable to move forward at all.

Hei Si Mou also felt uncomfortable.

The weakness that has never been touched by anyone feels like it is about to explode at this moment, and the fear of death rushes straight to my mind from the bottom of my heart.He pressed against the blade tightly, his palm was cut and cut, and he could almost see the white bones hidden under the flesh.

Even ghosts are like humans in some ways.

The two were deadlocked in such an extremely weird posture, and neither of them was willing to withdraw their strength first.

The gods wanted to destroy the evil spirits, but the evil spirits did not want to die under the sword.

"I haven't realized the realm of Yuanyi yet."

The wound on his neck was burned by the scorching sun and could not heal, and Hei Mou, whose vocal cords were also affected, spoke suddenly with a hoarse voice.

"So I must not die here."

As if being stimulated by something, the veins on his arms were already bulging, and he had exhausted all his strength, but Hei Si Mou didn't know where a force came from, and he shook Zaomen Tanjiro away.

The evil ghost took a few steps back, the wound on his neck was still bleeding, and he had six eyes on his face, why couldn't he see Tanjiro's movements clearly just now? !

Kamado Tanjiro didn't know the words of evil spirits.

His eyes were scorching, and the endless flames in the crimson pupils were burning fiercely, almost burning the sinful soul of the winding ghost.

"If it's only to this extent, you can't kill me."

Don't be afraid, Yuanyi is dead, even if the guy in front of him is using the same breathing as Yuanyi, he can't really be like Yuanyi.

Kamado Tanjirou still didn't understand his words.

The breath pouring in from the tip of the nose seemed to become light and transparent in an instant, and countless smells were mixed, just like water droplets splashing and falling on the surface of the water, messy and light.

He opened his eyes wide, and there seemed to be a roar in his ears, but when he listened carefully, there was nothing.The scene in front of him seemed to be pressed in slow motion for an instant. He could see traces of fine dust floating in the air, he could see the heat waves stirred up by the flames, and he could see the irregular movements of Hei Si Mou's every attack. The arc of the knife wind swirling in the air.

Everything about the evil spirits is fully exposed in his eyes, all the weaknesses and strengths and gods are serious and no matter how big or small.

He saw Heishimou's lips slowly opening and closing in front of his eyes, he saw every change in the texture of his muscles when he raised his hand, and he saw every frame of blood flowing in the blood vessels.

The body seems to have its own thoughts, and the brain is blank at the moment.Kamado Tanjiro obeyed the call from the muscles in his body, and his chest heaved and fell with the sound like the tide.

Look at the fresh oxygen rushing into the blood, and the oxygenated blood is like a child getting candy, running around in the blood vessels with joy.

"How can it be?!"

Hei Si Mou opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at Ri Zhu who had perfectly escaped all his attacks.

——Yuanyi!

The six eyes on his face were so wide open that they almost burst out of their eye sockets, and his eyes were painfully pierced by the scorching fire, but Hei Si Mou still refused to close his eyes, as if he was fighting with something in the dark, even if his eyes were uncomfortable. Tears don't want to look away.

——Yuanyi!

Anger, fear, resentment... Countless emotions were mixed in the bottom of my heart, and finally only formed into a sticky and dark thing, fleeing around under the scorching fire.

This is a swordsmanship that even he has never seen on Yuanyi.All the sword shapes of Breath of the Sun are intertwined at this moment, like some kind of mysterious and extremely gorgeous dance, full of murderous intent but extremely gorgeous.

In a trance, Hei Si Mou seems to see a god attendant in a fine attire dancing on the altar wearing a crown from the previous day, wearing a facial tissue, and occasionally the facial tissue is blown by the wind, which vaguely reveals that the fate is full. A smiling face.

However, in the blink of an eye, it was no longer Yuanyi who was dancing this extremely holy dance, but an ancient and mysterious god.The corner of the god's mouth was tightly pursed, his face was serious, and his crimson eyes were squinting down, as if he was examining the evil spirit who was kneeling and sitting down at the moment.

There was neither sadness nor joy on that face, and the fear of gods in the depths of his soul spread instantly. Hei Simou was trembling with fright, and he couldn't tell whether it was the emotions buried in ghost blood rushing in his veins, or it was him. One's own soul unconsciously prostrates himself under the seat of the gods.

In the next moment, he seemed to hear a faint sigh from the gods, as if he was sighing for his fate, or as if he was helpless that he had already sinned deeply and could not be redeemed.

There was a sudden light on the head, as if something rolled over.Heishimou opened his eyes wide, the dark and dirty ghost blood almost blocked what he saw.

ah.It took him a while to realize that his head was beheaded by Tanjirou at some point.

Is he dying?

just die?

Is his moon's breath still inferior to the sun's breath?

He obviously hasn't fully comprehended the realm in Yuanyi's mouth, and he has never reached the world where Yuanyi is, so he died like this?

wrong.

He cannot die.

He hasn't honed his sword skills to the point of perfection, and he hasn't reached the world where Yuanyi is.

He must not stop here!

The vitality in his body dissipated silently, and Heishimu gritted his teeth, desperately urging the ghost blood that was still gurgling.

Hurry up, hurry up and regenerate.

Just like that adult, even if his head is beheaded, it doesn't matter, as long as it can be repaired, he can still--

"How sad, brother."

Yuanyi?

Hei Si Mou stared blankly at the galaxies reflected in those crimson eyes, which was hideous and terrifying like a monster, and completely invisible.

—Is this him?

Is such a monster really him?

The evil ghost blinked, and Yuan's translucent figure quietly overlapped with that of the red-haired young man in front of him.

When he heard Yuanyi saying this to him, crystal tears slowly flowed from those eyes that had always made him extremely sick.

How sad.

"...I have heard Mr. Yuanyi's prayer before."

Kamado Tanjiro lowered his head and spoke slowly.

"Mr. Yuanyi said that his brother is a very gentle person."

"His wish has always been to become a very strong and responsible warrior like Mr. Yan Sheng."

The ferocious demon in front of him turned into ashes, and slowly drifted away with the breeze that came from nowhere. Tanjiro Kamado lowered his eyes, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He couldn't tell what kind of emotion was floating into his nasal cavity at this moment, but it still made his nose sore and his chest congested.

The hand suddenly loosened, and the temperature of the fiery red knife gradually faded, and it was inserted into the ground hard, barely supporting the Vulcan who was almost completely exhausted.

The wound that had been ignored before was frantically clamoring for his own sense of existence at this moment.The stinging pain of the wound was mixed with the cold and cold pain of the disease, which was like some kind of evil poison crawling through the blood and bone crevices.

Tanjiro's face turned pale from the pain, and the sweat on his forehead condensed into big drops and fell down, smashing into the ground, and disappeared without a sound.

Tanjiro, don't stop.

He bit his lower lip with his teeth, and a bloody smell soon filled his mouth.Kamado Tanjirou was in so much pain that he could barely open his eyes, the knuckles of the hand holding the knife were faintly bluish.

"Tanjiro!"

A familiar smell was approaching, Tanjiro opened his eyes in a daze, and the broken paper door behind him was pulled open, making a loud and noisy sound.

He looked back subconsciously, and the next second he was gently lifted up by someone. Obviously the other party's worry and eagerness were about to overflow his eyes, but Kamado Tanjirou suddenly felt relaxed and happy.

"Wuichiro." He smiled at the people around him, "Wu Mi is in Infinite City."

"Don't worry about Wu Mi!" Tokito Muichiro's hands supporting Tanjirou were almost trembling.The red-haired young man was so cold that his body was as cold as a corpse, which made him panic for a moment and almost couldn't hold anyone up.

"What just happened?"

Their Demon Killing Team finally followed Yushiro's guidance to find Infinite City—it was not easy to be honest, but Infinite City is really too big, not to mention Tanjiro, they couldn't even find the Infinite City. of evil spirits.

In order to save time and improve efficiency, they act separately. No matter who they are, if they encounter an evil spirit that can be exterminated, they should try their best to solve it as quickly as possible. people send a message.

"One of the top strings...has been wiped out." Kamado Tanjiro said softly, "Muichiro, you should join the others first."

"I'm fine, just take a break."

"Our ghost killing team finally broke into Wu Mi's old lair, this time we must not let him escape again."

"So, please, Muichiro." The god raised his hand, and suddenly dots of flames suddenly burned in the air.

"Following the flames is where there is no misery."

"Please be careful." He held Muichiro's hand, with a warm and gentle smile on his face, "I don't want to see any of my partners leave."

"...Okay." Tanjiro Kamado was determined, and Muichiro took a deep breath. It seemed that the smell of blood and the tense atmosphere that had not dissipated could still be smelled in the dilapidated house, which was enough to see how dangerous it was just now. battle.

Muichiro lowered his head, quickly took out some bottle from his pocket and stuffed it into Tanjirou's pocket.

"That blue-eyed guy asked me to bring it to you, saying that you must use it."

Muichiro held onto Tanjiro's hand tightly, "Tanjiro, I'll go find Mumi first."

"You must come."

"Then, when everything is over, I will ask you for a lesson in sword skills."

"Yushiro—that male ghost also said that he will take care of you when you go back."

As if hearing unexpected words, Tanjiro Kamado opened his eyes slightly, and turned his mouth into a softer smile.

"That's a deal," he agreed.

"If that's the case, I will definitely be scolded by Mr. Yushiro and you."

For his willfulness.

****

"Ghost Slayer's bug."

Onimai Tsuji narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and squeezed words out of his throat.

"Why, are you so anxious to die?"

He's in a very bad mood right now.Although he has never cared about those relatives who he turned into ghosts, the ghost moon was only created because it can avoid being harassed by the dead mosquitoes of the ghost killing team.

The deaths of the other Shangxian were not very surprising to him, and the death of Xiaxian was never on his mind. However, even Wu Mi did not expect that Hei Si Mou would die at the hands of the Ghost Killing Team.

He looked at the pillars below who were holding knives and waiting in full force, and he almost laughed angrily, "Why, do you think you trash can kill me?"

"Go away, for Tanjirou's sake, I won't kill you."

"Hurry up and get out of the infinite city!"

"Wu Mi, please return Zaomen Lord to us." Butterfly Ninja, who was not good at such a head-on attack and cut off his neck, stepped back slightly, hiding his movements behind the tall rock pillar, and quickly deployed the beads before leaving. Shi Sai gave her medicine.

——Although the use of the ghost's medicine made Hudie resent her own uselessness in a sense, but at the moment, she didn't care about so many occasions at all.

"And, our ghost killing team will definitely kill you here!"

"Give it back to you?" Guiwu Tsuji raised the corners of his lips. He was not dressed as a woman, his facial features were sharper at the moment, and his sharp sarcasm was like an invisible blade, stabbing fiercely at the ghost killing team.

"It was Tanjiro himself who said he wanted to stay in Infinite City. How can you say that I forcibly kept him here?"

"Could it be that you think Tanjirou has a better relationship with you, so you want to impress him by doing this?"

Wu Mi shook his head, obviously he himself had no confidence, but he still taunted the Ghost Slayer Squad.

"Tanjiro probably hasn't told you guys yet—he and I have been together for nearly 20 years since we were young."

"You think, just a few years of friendship, you want to overshadow everything between me and him?"

Wuyou roared, and the sharp and terrifying fangs were exposed in the air, reflecting a bruise-like cold light under the warm orange light.

The veins on his forehead were bulging, and the magnificent vertical pupils were about to pierce the pupils, which were as red as blood.

"Get out of the way!"

Butterfly Ninja suddenly realized something and shouted loudly.

Almost at the moment when the pillars retreated in a hurry, the delicate wooden floor was pierced by sharp black thorns with barbed thorns.

Barely standing still, the pillars supported each other, looking at Wu Mi who was still standing firmly on the high place with guarded eyes.

They faintly felt palpitations, this is not even considered Wu Mi. How serious an attack is already such an inhuman horror, so what if it is the ghost king's full attack?

"whispering sound."

Breath of the Wind · Seven Types of Strong Wind · Tengu Wind!

"I don't care about the kindness and resentment between you." Undead Kawa Minami smiled grimly, and the blue sun wheel knife in his hand was still held in the air and did not put it down.

"It's hard to find your dead mouse's den of thieves, how could you leave casually."

"Undead River!"

Tomioka Yiyong shouted in a low voice, apparently disapproving of Feng Zhu's reckless act of annoying Wu Mi.

Even if they never had anything to talk about between the Ghost Killing Squad and Wu Mi, let alone have any so-called face-anyway, the two parties have long been in an endless relationship.However, before they can figure out Wu Mi's ability, it is always disadvantageous for them to act rashly.

Yihei and Ganlu Temple are not among them, the two of them are going to be in charge of the evil spirits at the entrance of this infinite city - if it is only in this infinite city that never sees the light of day, even if it is three days and three nights of war, they will die There is a chance.

The only thing that can really kill the ancestor of the ghost in front of him is sunlight.

"It's ridiculous."

Wu Mi put away the smile on his face, "Although I don't want to have any more quarrels because of you dirty things—but if you insist on coming to die, then don't blame me for being rude."

The neat white suit on his body was torn apart at once, Onimai Tsuji Wuchan opened his arms, and the nails on his hands glowed with an ominous blue-purple light.

The ghost king grinned, and the bone whip on his back seemed to be cheering for the liberation at this moment, waving in the air continuously, like a ghost.

Breath of Water · Ni no Type · Waterwheel.

Wu Mi raised her hand, not caring about blocking the jet of water that was pressing down on the blade with her forearm, but couldn't cut even a bit of his fur, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

The bone whip behind him waved, and the highly poisonous bone whip easily blocked all Zhu Zhu's attacks. Wu Mi couldn't help squinting his eyes, as if he was bored by these attacks.

"Is this the only thing so many people can do?"

"You guys are really far behind Tanjirou."

"But we are not as pathetic as you."

Butterfly, who was finally able to stand still after being swept away by the boneless whip, taunted.

"Miss Zhu Shi is right, no misery. You are so pathetic that it makes people sick."

She lowered her hand and silently gestured to Wuichiro behind her - her poison was almost useless against Wu Mi, not to mention how resistant the King of Ghosts was to the poison of wisteria flowers, with her strength it was impossible to pierce Wu Mi Dirty skin, injecting toxins.

Wu Mi doesn't have much killing intent towards them now, although it is infuriating, but now I'm afraid it's as if a cat is teasing a mouse, Wu Mi just watches them struggling in all their spare time, and secretly laughs in his heart.

"Heh." Wuyou chuckled lightly, and his dark red eyes glowed faintly in the already dim Infinite City, "Do you irritate me so much because you think I really won't be serious about you?"

"Totally stupid."

He suddenly slammed the whip hard on Tokito Wuichiro, who was about to launch a sneak attack as he made a detour behind his back without anyone noticing.

The huge force made Wuichiro fly backwards, and Beimingyu Xingming hurriedly caught him, and retreated several steps along the huge force before he could barely stand still.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi absolutely didn't hold back his hands just now, the barbs on the bone whip cut through the special material of the Demon Killing Squad uniform, and scattered blood slowly overflowed from the mottled wound on his chest.

Shitou Muichiro couldn't help coughing sideways, bright red blood splashed on the ground, stinging the eyes of other pillars.He didn't know how many ribs were broken, and he may have accidentally injured his lungs. He was already sweating coldly from the pain just by breathing in and out, let alone using the breathing method again.

"Mr. Shi Tou, don't move now."

There was no time for Butterfly to endure the wound, so Chongzhu could only help Wuichiro to the wall for a rest under the cover of his companions.

With Toki Tomuichiro's current state, it is absolutely impossible to continue fighting.

"Didn't Tanjiro tell you?" Wu miserably rolled his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at those still colorful blades, laughing unconsciously.

"It's ridiculous, you are obviously companions, but he didn't tell you how to hurt me?"

Although Wu Mi didn't take it personally - after all, he didn't have the time to study how the Ghost Killing Squad could hurt him.But occasionally he could still learn something from Hei Si Mou.

For example, Zebra, for example, He Dao.

But now, he squinted to look at the surrounding pillars, and couldn't help but mock in his heart.

Not to mention He Dao, no one can even open the stripes.

Based on this, you also want to kill him?

It's really ridiculous.

"I didn't tell them."

The red-haired youth's voice suddenly sounded, as if the pause button had been artificially pressed, the sword-shaped column in his hand suddenly froze, and the bone whip he was waving also froze slightly.

The pillars turned their heads, Tanjirou Kamado didn't know what he had experienced just now, and he was in a mess.The extremely luxurious divine clothes were scratched and tattered, there were large and small wounds on the face and hands, and the abdomen was wrapped in bandages indiscriminately, and the smell of blood leaked out.

Obviously he should look extremely embarrassed, Tanjirou is dark and calm at the moment, and his crimson eyes clearly reflect Wuyou's monster-like appearance at the moment.

The scorching air rushed straight to the face like a wave in the air, and the bright and gorgeous flames churned endlessly behind the god.Although most of the fine clothes on their bodies were destroyed, everyone still seemed to be able to see the extremely noble god sitting on Gao Tianyuan stepping down the altar in a daze.

Gorgeous, noble, sacred, and absolutely inviolable.

"The price of turning on the stripes is really too high - it is precisely because of this that Mr. Yan Sheng went astray."

Wu Mi looked at his own reflection in those eyes at this moment, and the embarrassment that had been delayed for thousands of years suddenly bubbled up in his heart.

"The grievances and mistakes between you and me have already involved too many innocent people." Tanjiro shook his head slowly, "There is no need for these talented swordsmen to pay for it with their lives."

"Wu Mi, do you know how painful it was for me to hear the wailing and wailing of believers, the angry roaring and helpless lamentation of the people in those 300 years when I was in the dwelling of gods."

"I often think, if I was cruel enough at the time, would I have been able to avoid everything now, would I have been able to save you in time, and prevent you from committing so many crimes?"

He gave a wry smile, lowering his head in an attempt to hide his slightly moist eyes.

"In that case, what remains in my heart is only that simple Yue Yan."

Then, spend thousands of years, bury these most precious memories in the softest place deep in my heart, and cherish them forever.

"Wu Mi, I have taught you before, but that line must never be crossed."

Vulcan stretched out his hand, and the scalding blood flowed from the heart to the whole body.

Thousands of fireflies appeared around the gods, swaying and floating around Wu Mi, just like the shocking scene when the gods first appeared in front of his eyes so many years ago.

"Yue Yan, come with me."

The Vulcan began to burn from the fingertips, the fiery red hair, the thin robe corners, and the hot tears streaming down his face... At this moment, all of them became fuel for the flame, and with the bright and beautiful flames behind the god, the whole The infinite city is reflected as bright as day.

"Although I can't bring you back to this shore, I can't purify your sins."

"But I'll be with you."

Even if he wants to fall into hell and live forever to redeem the sins that have entangled Yue Yan's soul for thousands of years, he will accompany him.

Vulcan smiled, and that smile vaguely reminded Wuyou that in the cowardly childhood he had long since abandoned, Tanjiro also smiled like this and stretched out his hand to him, pulling him out of the dark world without light .

"Don't run away this time, Yue Yan."

I would like to burn everything in me to atone with you.

As if being bewitched by that smile, and like a moth rushing to the flame without hesitation, Ming Minggui's pale and cold skin was scorched by the flames to unbearable pain, as if even his soul was scorched by the gorgeous and scorching flames together, relentlessly Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Vulcan's palm that had almost turned into flames.

Could it be that the heat melted the brain?Wu Mi is not very clear.

Even though his body was burned by the flames, he couldn't help screaming, but his soul seemed to be soaked in warm water, which was so warm that it almost made him cry.

The blazing red filled his eyes, and Wu Mi's mind went blank.

It's strange, obviously he can't see Tanjirou at all now, and he can't feel Tanjirou at all.

But he could clearly know that the one who wrapped him tightly, as if in a hug, was Tanjirou.

'Tanjiro, don't leave me! '

In a field of vision that was so red that it was almost whitish, Wu Mi seemed to hear a very familiar voice ringing in his ears.

He saw that someone seemed to be trying to reach out his hands ahead—the hands were so short and small, and the child's fragile and soft joints couldn't hold anything at all—wanted to catch the god who was walking slowly forward.

The gods seemed to have heard his call, and the spots like fire clouds on his face fell into the eyes of the children.

The gods seemed to have heard his call, and turned around slowly, and embraced him in such a warm embrace without any grievances.

'Okay, come with me. 'Printing the warm kiss of the god on the forehead, he heard the god say to him.

'This time, I will definitely accompany you. '

'good! ' Mingming was so happy that he almost flew up, but the child burst into tears for some reason.

'I want, always, to be by Tanjirou's side. '

"I want to stand by his side all the time."

Yue Yan opened his mouth silently, and followed the black-haired, black-eyed child to say these words.

The imaginary god seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head slightly, but after a while, he turned around again, and hugged the child who was tightly clutching the corner of his clothes.

'Okay. 'He couldn't hear the sound, but saw the god's lips move.

God has heard your wish.

——And ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

After the flame is burnt out, all evils are buried here, and all tragedies are eliminated.

In this world, there is no such pathetic creature as the evil ghost.

There is no more fire in this world