The hunchbacked old ghost standing on the roof has not yet said anything.

"Go to die!"

A light green tornado swept across the dust in the sky towards his place.

I saw that Immortal Kawami, like a non-human, swept up the mat with the wind of a sword and jumped up directly, reaching the ground, as high as five or six meters.

Under the moonlight, the ghostly white figure raised a light green sunshine sword high in the air, and slashed hard at the old ghost on the roof.

The sword was extremely fast, and the light suddenly appeared, like a light green crescent moon, showing its sharpness and its power was extremely powerful.

Su Ming had no doubt that if this knife continued, he would definitely cut the hunchbacked old ghost in half.

But, is the truth really as he expected?

Perhaps, this is an old ghost with a decline in ability, but it is also the twelve crescent moon.

As one of the most powerful ghosts.

If it was cut to death just like this, then the world would have been peaceful in this era.

Sure enough, although the old ghost was surprised by the terrifying speed and power of Iwasaki Kawamiya, he did not step back from the roof.

Seeing the sword light coming, his whole body was twitching like a static electricity burst.

It was not his fearful trembling, but his powerful force as one of the strongest human-eating ghosts - the blood ghost technique!

"Bang bang bang..."

I saw that the black spots on the old ghost's body bulged high and exploded in an instant. Balls of blood mist spread out with the explosion. Countless dense black spikes burst into the surroundings through the blood mist.

These spikes are thin and dense, and under the moonlight, they shine with a metallic luster.

"Damn it!" Mudan Kawashimi spat lightly. His knife was extremely fast and it was difficult to stop.

Moreover, his body was in mid-air with nowhere to rely on force. Under such conditions, it was very difficult to avoid these sudden spikes.

However, the difficulty is only relative to ordinary people.

Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person, he is a lunatic!

A madman who is more rude than an evil ghost and desperately fights.

"Kazi~"

His physical talent is extremely talented, much more flexible than ordinary people, but even so, if he forced his reversal in the air, his arm bones also let out an overwhelming cry.

But this little pain could not calm him down at all, and it would only make this monster even more crazy.

I saw that his hands and arms holding the knife were twisted in an inhuman manner, and his veins were bulging all over his body, and bursts of like fried beans were heard everywhere in his body.

The spine is curved like a bow and arm, and the hands are like strings. Turn around and swing the Sun Wheel Knife halfway, and hold your body in one place, making a sudden sound of the string.

In an instant, the sharp edge emerged, and the strong wind roared like a dragon's roar, and a violent storm formed by the light green sword energy erupted and spread.

【The breath of the wind, the five-shaped shape, the wind of the mountain falling in autumn】

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..." The spikes were extremely fast and dense like rain, but when they encountered this violent wind curtain, they were blown away and fell to the ground, making a series of crisp metal sounds.

"Ba~"

As the Immortal River landed on the ground, Su Ming fell into deep thought.

Is this the wind pillar?

Even in that mid-air where there is no place to leverage power, you can forcefully squeeze out the limits of your body and break the desperate situation with your barbaric power.

Su Ming was a little unimaginable. Such a powerful person could only roam in the top three or five in the Demon Killing Team's combat power.

As the recognized number one in the ghost killing team, the rock pillar - the Wildering Island Xingming, how powerful should it be?

Thinking about it carefully is terrifying!

The ghost killing team with such powerful power has been unable to end the evil ghost for thousands of years, and they are even at a disadvantage. In more than a hundred years, there has been no record of being killed in the Winding Moon.

However, there are six winding moons. What's even more terrifying is that the ghost king Muzan, Muzan, is far more powerful than the winding moons.

In the past, there was no comparison, and Su Ming also had the sense of superiority of a time traveler in his heart.

I feel that since I have traveled to this world without stepping on the dog's head of Qian Zhiyue and kicking the ghost king Wusan's butt, what's the point of traveling through time?!

Thinking about it now, Su Ming himself feels that he is too young and too naive.

Even a little depressed and a little discouraged.

He couldn't help but ask himself in his heart: Do you really want to get this muddy water?

Do you really want to become a ghost killing team and hunt evil ghosts?

This is a mentality that normal people will have. Once we encounter difficult choices in life, the one we want to choose the most is the relaxed one.

Before Su Ming was reborn, he was just an ordinary person.

He thought, if he didn't get this muddy water.

Being a passerby and relying on the future knowledge in his head, he can easily become a rich man with a happy life, marry the most beautiful woman, and see the most beautiful scenery.

By the way! Maybe when you are intrigued, you can still meet the celebrities of this era and satisfy your vanity.

He even thought of some celebrities from Neon in Taisho era, such as: Ryunosuke Akutagawa...

Isn’t this rebirth exactly what he wants?!

Su Ming's face was gloomy and his eyes were swaying.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind coming from his back, and he suddenly woke up.

However, an old hand was already on his shoulder, and a sharp black thorn was pressed on his neck.

I was caught by a ghost!

The ghost hands on the shoulders were extremely cold and the force of grasping was very strong. Su Ming only felt that his shoulders were gripping hard by a metal rack.

To die!

Su Ming smiled bitterly on his face. He was still dreaming just now and it was difficult to make a choice.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, I was already a dying person.

This... is really impermanent!

But the imagined death has been delayed...

The sharp black thorn only stopped by his neck and did not go deeper.

The old voice, as harsh as sandpaper rubbing metal, sounded from behind: "I just want to survive and have no intention of fighting with you ghost hunters. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will not kill this little ghost."

In fact, this moon before the Xiaxin Yue has no fighting will at all. He is an old guy with a decline in ability.

After withdrawing from the Twelve Chronicles, in order to avoid the hunting of the Demon Slay Team, he fell to the point of eating dead bodies in Luozhong.

...

What is this? I was kidnapped by a ghost?!

Su Ming was a little grateful and a little scared.

Fortunately, I may still be able to live, and I will not die very simply like the supporting role in the original work.

What I was afraid of is that perhaps he was not enough to be a condition for being kidnapped. Because he seemed not so familiar with this Mr. Fengzhu.

Sure enough, Mudaki Kawami didn't take the old ghost's words seriously at all.

He lowered his head slightly and walked slowly towards them with murderous intent. Under the moonlight, the white hedgehog head covered the face above his nose in the shadow.

But, the grinning smile, cruel and terrifying: "Hahahaha...is it? Is that true? Are you threatening me?!"

"But I would like to remind you that when that little devil came, he was already ready to die!"

But no one cared at this time. Mudaki Kawashiya's legs crossed a black spike that stood up on the ground, and red blood flowed out.

His blood is the thin blood in the thin blood, which not only emits the scent of ghost-tempting, but also makes them drunk.

Su Ming didn't notice these details either. If he turned his head at this time, he could see the old ghost behind him showing a slightly drunk look.

He just felt cold in his heart after hearing what Mukui Kawashiya said.

Yes, when Mudaki Kawashiya led himself out, he said that if you don’t have the awareness of dying, don’t become a ghost killer.

But...I don't want to die yet!

My consciousness has only awakened less than two months after my rebirth. I had been begging for more than ten years before, and I was hungry and cold.

Haven't even experienced the little bit of rebirth?!

Is this going to die?!

Hello, hey, hey, hey, hey,!!! Can't you save me a little?!

For a moment, Su Ming seemed to see his dead grandfather, waving to him on the other side of Naihe Bridge.

and.

Can't you cheat him a little bit? Even if you don't cheat him, it's okay to cheat me. Just deal with me and let me die later!

Ahhh, you said so well, do you want me to die instantly?!

The river of immortality!!!

"Bastard!!" Su Ming became more and more angry as he thought about it. He couldn't help but burst into a national scolding.

However, at this moment, the world seemed to be quiet.

"bite!"

The black spikes pressed against the neck fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The ghost hands on the shoulders also seemed to have no power as before.

"Puff~"

The sound of watermelon being broken came from behind, and the sticky black blood sprayed all over the sky, and some even fell on Su Ming's face.

Feeling the cold touch on his face, Su Ming turned his head tremblingly and saw that Muku Kawashimi, who was originally in front, appeared behind him at some point.

And the old ghost, his hand was still on Su Ming's shoulder, but his head was gone. The hole as big as a bowl on his neck seemed to be like a fountain, with fishy black blood spraying for no money.

"Gudu~"

Su Ming swallowed unconsciously, and then a strong sense of nausea surged from his stomach.

A pair of small hands rubbed the dirty blood on their face randomly.

Rub and retching.

"Ahem...小~"

Mukui Kawashiya limped to Su Ming's side. His face with three long sword marks appeared with a smile like an evil ghost: "Bastard? Are you referring to me?!"

"Uh~" Su Ming was stunned, and then he shook his head with a strong desire to survive, "No, no... that's definitely not to scold you, I'm scolding myself... Woo, no, I'm scolding that damn old ghost!! That's right, that's it!"

"That old ghost is so hateful. He actually dares to threaten you. I really don't know how to write it..." Su Ming quickly began to lie, using his hands and feet, and kept calling out the already cold old ghost.

"Haha~" Uncle Feng Zhu showed a sneer disdainful sneer and did not care about it anymore. Instead, he looked at Su Ming's funny performance.

If only his younger brother, Chinmi, was like him, he would be so lively.

But before he could sigh, a palpitation suddenly surged. He turned to the darkness and saw that the head of the ghost who was chopped away by him in the distance had mostly disappeared, but his face showed a strange smile to them.

It turned out that there was a dark spot on the old ghost's head that had not yet erupted.

The black spot bulged high like an inflatable balloon, and exploded in an instant.

Several black spikes, accompanied by a burst of blood mist, shot towards them.

Su Ming, who was standing by, had not yet noticed the danger. While scolding the old ghost's "one hundred sins", he secretly looked at Mudhi Kawashimi's face to see if he was "safe".

"Danger!"

"Puchi~Puchi~Puchi~" a series of piercing sounds.

Su Ming was pushed to the ground, he stared blankly at the Immortal Kawa Shimi who was blocking him, and several bright red blood flowers bloomed all over his body.

"Bang ~" The man who looked like a ghost fell softly to the ground.

Su Ming didn't know why Mudaki Kawami was blocking him, but the tears in his eyes finally couldn't help but burst out.

Hello!

We are not familiar with each other, okay?

Why?

Be in front of me!

Haven’t I been ready to die?

You guy...!

"asshole!"

"Don't die!"

"Is anyone? Come and save someone!!"
Chapter completed!