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The whole house collapsed, and Onimai Tsuji Mumi did not directly kill Yoya Ubuya, but destroyed the eaves above his head.

I don't know if it's pity, or seeing the sickly obstetric Yoyashiki reminds me of my former self.

According to normal circumstances, it is a matter of course that Yoya Ubuyashiki, who has no power to restrain the chicken, will die due to the collapsed house.

But obviously, the protagonist of the Ghost Killing Squad cannot die so easily——

"Breath of Flame, One Type, Shiranui!"

Almost instantly, the anxious young man appeared, pulled out the flame-like long blade from his waist, and crushed the falling rubble.

Then came the meteor hammer thrown from behind him.

The evil ghost who roared in front of Oni Wu Tsuji was cut off with a long roar.Then three wind blades appeared out of thin air, and the smoke and dust filled the surroundings, blocking all the sights.

Oni Wu Tsuji gave a light tut.

He waved his hand, and the demon power directly dispersed the smoke, and only then could he see who was coming.

Yanzhu Purgatory Xingshourou, Yanzhu lamenting Yu Xingming, Fengzhu Immortal Kawa Minya, the three have rescued the family of Ubuyashiki who should have died,

"Ghost dance Tsuji no misery!"

Purgatory Xingjulang's cloak was raised high, and the raging fire made him look even stronger.He stared at the beautiful young man in front of him, and said in a high-pitched voice, "As long as the Ghost Killing Squad is still there, the lord will never be fine!"

They will swear in the name of the pillar that even if they run out of life, they will protect Ubuyashiki forever!

At the same time, the Ubuyashiki house is the area where the fallen princess is held.

Shi Tou Wuichiro shattered the blood blade in twos and twos, and stepped into the cell that was originally extremely quiet but now covered with blood.

Yin who fell on the ground was covered with scars, and blood flowed from his head into his eyes, turning everything in front of him crimson.

But he still opened his only remaining complete eye and looked at the boy who came to rescue him.

So good... so good.

"Kasumi, Kasumizumuichiro-sama..."

Not long ago, he received a notification from the crow that after the lord's side had been attacked, he suddenly attacked with a string.

He is the Yin who guards the ghost in the cage, and basically has no real strength.

He definitely can't beat the winding strings, he can't do anything except resist desperately.

He almost thought that because he was too weak, the task of guarding the ghost had failed.

If the ghost in the cage is released because of him, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble for Master Zhu.

Fortunately, fortunately, he persisted until the moment Zhu arrived.

Lying on the ground, gasping for breath, showing a relieved expression, smiling slightly, as if relieved.

He said: "Please...Master Muichiro."

Please be sure to kill the other party.

After speaking, he smiled, his eyes slowly losing focus.

Shi Tou Wuichiro looked at him and was suddenly stunned. He stood there blankly, without saying anything or making any movements.

die?

Is he dead?

To stick to his duty until the last moment, such a person...is he actually dead?

An aura called sadness swept from Tokito Muichiro's heart, and in a trance, it seemed that some similar picture appeared in his mind.

[Muichiro... We humans, but in order to help others, we display incredible power. ]

who is it?

Who said this?

"Muichiro?" However, Oni, who always likes to hit the muzzle of a gun, made a sound first.

The prostitute Taro who came to rescue his sister and killed Yin smiled contemptuously, and the scythe in his hand collided with a clear voice: "You weak little devil, are you Zhu?"

"It's really enviable."

He took down the bone sickle on his waist, and said to himself, "It must be nice for a savior like you to enjoy heroic admiration, right?"

"Ahh—unlike my sister and I, who sold out their personality and dignity in order to survive—ahhh, it's really enviable."

The prostitute Taro repeated the words of envy, but when he looked at Shitou Muichiro again, there was only killing intent in his eyes: "But, what's going on?"

"You can hear it, the name your parents gave you - Muichiro's "no" means incompetent, right?"

"You kid, you must be the weakest guy in the pillar."

The prostitute Taro didn't know how he came up with his own reasoning, and even laughed wantonly.

Shitou Muichiro was quiet, he looked at Yin who stopped breathing with a satisfied smile on the ground, squatted down, and closed Yin's eyes.

When he looked up at the prostitute Taro again, there was no emotion in his eyes.

He said indifferently, "Noisy."

Shitou Muichiro clenched the Hikari Knife in his hand, with unprecedented anger welling up in his heart, he reversed the Hikari Knife, and then the long blade swayed with rays of light.

【Xia's Breath・Seven Shape・Hazy】

Uncertain, fog and clouds protruded to disturb the enemy's vision, and the surrounding area was covered by a cloud of fog, and Muichiro disappeared directly in place.

The prostitute Taro, who was still mocking him arrogantly, didn't take him seriously, but just laughed at him.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

He directly cut his arm with the bone scythe, and then swung the poisonous blood blade as if it was alive.

The prostitute Taro is arrogant, so naturally he will not be afraid of this "weakest" boy.

Just kidding, this kid can't be stronger than that white-haired gorgeous column in Yoshiwara Flower Street at that time, right?

Just a brat.

The blood blade disappeared into the air after being swung out, making it impossible to judge whether it hit anyone or not.

Maybe it was telepathy, maybe it felt the blood ghost technique of the prostitute Taro, the fallen princess who was locked in the cage made a sound, and slapped the tightly sealed iron door.

"Brother! Hurry up and save me!"

The prostitute Taro was in a daze when he heard his sister's voice, but before he could move, the whole arm holding the bone scythe was suddenly cut off in the next second.

"……Varied!"

The prostitute Taro, who was about to respond to the cry of the falling princess, was startled.

what? !

"So that's how it is." On the empty ground, surrounded by mist, the voice of an immature boy came from nowhere.

The prostitute Taro looked around vigilantly, but couldn't find any figure at all.

"Are you her brother?"

Shitou Muichiro's voice reappeared in the ears of the prostitute Taro, and the prostitute Taro looked around in fear.

what happened? !

The pressure that this brat exudes is actually——

"Thanks to you for reminding me of something."

Shitou Muichiro flashed in the mist, his whole body exuded a hostile aura, as if Shura had stepped out of hell.

"What the hell do you guys think of human life?"