As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Yiwozuo's MLM mission did not succeed today either.

He is really optimistic about the potential of Purgatory Xingshourou. If he can become a ghost, then he will definitely be able to become as powerful as himself.

Unlimited pursuit of power, endless fighting.

But why—why did he refuse so resolutely, it is clear that His Excellency Hei Shimou's sword skills are also breathable, hundreds of years ago, His Excellency Hei Simou was also a swordsman of the Ghost Killing Squad.

Why would you rather die than give up the opportunity to become infinitely stronger?

What made Yiwozuo even more angry was the last words that the kid with the flower stickers pierced his heart.

— don't run away.

Don't run away!

Yi Wozuo felt that just by hearing such words, he could already feel a fire burning wildly from his heart.

anger?

Is he angry?

Then, who is the object of anger?

Yi Wozuo looked at the sun wheel knife that had been inserted into his body.The sharp and cold Hikatsu seems to be full of Kamado Tanjiro's firmness, and the reflection on the blade is Yiwoza's own anxious and wavering eyes.

This is not the look a strong man should have!

Yiwozuo clenched his fist, facing such a sun wheel knife that had lost its user, the blood ghost technique mercilessly smashed on it until the whole knife was completely broken and fell into the grass.

The shattered blades, under the excellent line of sight of Yiwozuo, the top three, are like a kaleidoscope, reflecting countless his faces.

It was as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at him, or he was looking at countless selves, with countless expressions that only the weak would have.

Yi Wozuo ruthlessly stepped the blade fragments into the mud.

But the anger and anxiety could not be completely dispelled.

——It must be because of that weak swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad, who is obviously extremely weak, but speaks so rudely.

The next time, the next time we meet, I must kill him, kill him with my own hands——Yi Wozuo repeated these words in his heart twice, and finally forced down the stuff in his chest.

However, before he could find the source of his anger, Guiwu Tsuji's order recalled him to the Infinite City, and it was an unprecedented gathering of all the staff in the past century.

In such a situation, something big must happen.

Could it be that there is a winding death?The last time there was such a collective winding meeting, it was because nearly 200 years ago, there was a precedent for ghost killers killing Shangxian.

Even if you are as honest as Yi Wozuo, your first reaction after thinking of this possibility is selfish.

——If there is a winding death, it must be Tong...

"Oh, isn't this Your Excellency Yiwozuo? It's been a long time!" Before this idea was formed, a hand was hooked on his shoulder from behind, and Tong Mo, who was a little taller than him, lowered his head with those colorful eyes Look at him, "Does Your Excellency Yiwozuo miss me? I miss everyone as my companions every day!"

The sticky tone that seemed to contain too much sugar reached Yiwozuo's ears, which made him even more irritable when he was already in a bad mood. He raised his fist and threw it back mercilessly. It directly knocked off half of Tong Mo's chin.

Instantly, the blood flowed down like a spring mixed with minced meat, splashed on Tong Mo's clothes, and also fell on the floor.

But the person who was beaten still didn't have the consciousness that he was hated. Instead, he looked very happy. Putting down his hand, Tong Mo's jaw has grown back, and his most important function of speaking has been restored.

"Hey, Your Excellency Yiwozuo is so enthusiastic. I also like to fight against Your Excellency Yiwozuo. This is how His Excellency Yiwozuo expresses his love!" Direct anger doubled.

But there is some clarity in this kind of anger, it is useless to reason with a self-centered person like Tong Mo, even if you open your mouth to respond, it will become an encouragement.

So, Yiwozuo raised his head and looked at the ghost holding a pipa not far away, "Ming Nu."

It was not the first time for Mingnu to communicate with the ghost of Shangxian, and she immediately understood what he meant, and she started to fight with Tongmo and Mingnu who couldn't come. Still stepping on the blood left by Tong Mo.And Tong Mo has been teleported to the far front.

On the empty wooden floor where only Tong Mo was alone, before the winder could react, two pipas sounded in succession, and the breath of humanity was revealed in the Infinite City. people.

It was a young man who threw another loosely dressed person on his shoulders to the ground.

Accompanied by their appearance, Gui Wu Tsuji who appeared at some time became excited visible to the naked eye, and his originally hidden aura fluctuated violently, which made Yi Wo Zuo also have to pay attention to the area where Tong Mo was. The very center of the clearing.

Obviously, the team wearing the team uniform exchanged another person for the chance to become a ghost—a subtle change occurred in Yiwozuo's heart.

——Since His Excellency Heishimou can become a ghost, and this weak-looking swordsman in front of him can also become a ghost, why is Xing Shoulang unwilling to become a ghost.

Could it be that the way he expresses it is wrong?

Although I can't figure out this aspect, another question will soon be answered.

During the conversation, under the words of the adult, Yiwozuo soon knew that the boy who was thrown on the ground below turned out to be the blue Bana flower that they had been looking for for hundreds of years without any news.

No wonder Ghost Mai Tsuji was so excited.

Yi Wozuo's nose moved a bit, and the blood spattered by the fall on the floor carried a different fragrance from thin blood.

This is the blue Bana flower... He remembered the smell.

Inexplicably, Yiwozuo was a little lost.

Perhaps it was the refusal of Purgatory Kyojuro and the words of Kamado Tanjiro a few days ago that left too many traces in his heart, causing him to feel shrouded in some kind of unseen emotion until today.

In front, Luo Ji seemed to be enraged by the words of the cyan Bianhua, and the blood ghost technique stabbed the cyan Bianhua mercilessly like a knife.The ghost king didn't intend to stop it, Yiwozuo was keenly aware of the mood of the adult, as if he wanted to play with the prey already in his hands.

Only this time, the accident came too suddenly.

The cyan light formed a shield, which was buckled upside down on the cyan Bianhua's body like a semicircle, and it actually blocked the blow of Luo Ji who was the sixth of the string.

Yiwozuo raised some interest. As a warrior, he is very confident in his own perception, especially the perception of Dou Qi, which represents vitality and combat power.

No matter how you look at it, this person doesn't seem to be able to withstand the attack of the string.

No, not only Winding Six, even Tong Mo's hand failed to break through that barrier.

Although he really hated this top-string second who overwhelmed him, there is no doubt that Tong Mo's strength is the best among ghosts, and Xie Hua's brothers and sisters cannot be compared at all.

The cyan Bianhua seems to know what fear is, and it is still provoking that adult at this point——Yiwozuo can't understand, it is obviously a weak enough existence, there is no hole in the hands, arms, legs, and torso. The powerful, limp appearance even made Tong Mo want to imagine her as a woman for a while.

woman……

A weak but firm woman——

Yiwozuo suddenly felt a shadow flash in his chaotic brain.A shadow standing under the fireworks, but more shining than the fireworks, thin and soft.

Obviously the shadow of the weak.

Who is it - has any weak person ever left traces in his life?

Unlike Tong Mo who can use his hands to insert his brain to mobilize memory and recall the life of every believer, there are very few people in Yiwozuo who can remember.

A person who is not strong enough will not leave traces in his life.

He was a little confused, but at this time, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi didn't have the heart to pay attention to the psychological activities of this Shangxian, and the teasing and provocation of the blue Higanhua directly angered this Shangxian.

The ghost king didn't show any pity for the blue Bana flower as "food", and the mutated tentacles mercilessly beat it to the ground, and even bit it directly.

However, none of this helped him.

No ghost would give up everything he has now—eternal lifespan, infinite regeneration, mighty power—to overcome the sun...

Yiwozuo himself didn't want to, losing the power to become stronger, what's the point of his existence?

The King of Ghosts put him under house arrest in the Infinite City, and he already has the blue Bana flower, the rest is just a matter of research, and that adult has long been prepared.

Originally, he came here in a hurry, probably to overcome the weakness of the sun by eating the blue Bianhua flower, but now it is of course useless.As usual, Oni Wu Tsuji gave an enterprise-level lecture, changing the strategic goal from looking for the cyan flower to finding information that can change the nature of the cyan flower.

This lecture time is not too short, and Oni Wu Tsuji is unequivocal in this regard, and even compiled a whole set of materials, so as to understand everything in place, so as to facilitate the follow-up work.

After a complete set, it's time for the sun to rise.There is still some time before sunset.

Yi Wozuo said that he absolutely refused to appear on the same screen as Tong Mo.

Naruto was very knowledgeable, and perhaps she had some complaints about Tong Mo, so she directly passed a few strings to their territory in Infinite City—except Tong Mo.

Tong Mo was directly sent back to the diocese, as if even Naruto didn't want to stay with him.

But these have nothing to do with Yiwozuo.

Counting the time when the sun is about to set, Yiwozuo left the dojo in Infinite City, and prepared to go to the edge of the city, where the door will open directly in the forest.

"Bang" - that kind of subtle collision sound attracted his attention.

Turning his head, Yiwozuo saw the blue Bianhua wearing the same kimono as in the flash memory just now, and lost his mind for a moment.

It wasn't just him who lost his mind, the cyan Bianhua's face also changed slightly when she saw him, and she stared at him with narrowed eyes, with a hint of temptation, a hint of surprise and more in her expression—something he couldn't understand .

It was a very subtle sound, but when it fell into Yiwozuo's ears, it seemed to be deafening——

"Mr. Komaji... I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be like this."

Who is he calling?

"You will become a ghost, is it because of Miss Lianxue? Has she... been turned into a ghost too?"

love snow?

love snow?

love snow -

Yiwozuo's brain seemed to be hit hard by something, and his heart beat almost uncontrollably.

What kind of text is this, it seems to be able to...

grab everything from him.