MTL - Demon Slayer: The Beginning of the Game Opens the Way of Reward for Diligence-Chapter 50

This was the first time Lin Yu saw her get angry.

"sorry."

"Why do you want to apologize? I know that Lin Jun went to the banquet for the mission. You deal with those girls with no care, just to connect with the target person. I'm really not angry at all! Do not!"

Butterfly Chanahui's tone was very clear, and her tone was still gentle, but she lost the comfortable laziness of the past and seemed a little irritable.

Eventually, her voice got lower and lower, and she lowered her head.

"Not angry, not at all..."

Why are you angry?

Obviously, when I first learned about this task, I still had mixed feelings of coursing and shame...

She knew that she shouldn't think so much, but she just couldn't control herself. Since when did she become like this?

It was the time in Tokyo that he saved herself, and holding her in his arms made her realize that this was not a child, but a very reliable man, or that he saw him in the courtyard in the later period of time without saying a word and just trying his best. He was practicing, and he didn't know why he worked so hard, until he shouted on the train that "because I treat you as my family", which was extremely embarrassing... It was too much.

Wiped away silent tears.

"I'm sorry, I may have been suffocated in the past few days, and I can't control my emotions. It is clear that I will help you complete this task. I will not do this again."

When Butterfly Chanahui turned her head, she saw a large sunflower, waving in front of her, with a bright smile painted on it, the boy was squatting on the ground, walking like a duck to complete the sunflower's radiant sunshine, Fluttering in the wind in the sun.

Butterfly Chana Hui couldn't help but burst into tears.

"what is this?"

"Lord Moth-eaten said before going out, if Mr. Style is unhappy..."

Butterfly Chanel raised her face in a rare way.

"Lin Jun, is it time to change the name? I'm serious."

Lin Yu thought for a while, and then asked doubtfully, "My wife?"

"what?"

Butterfly Chanahui's face turned red with a swipe, and then she quickly grabbed Lin Yu's head with her hat and pressed his face down, as if she was afraid to look at the current Lin Yu until Lin Yu adopted the policy of non-resistance After a long time, she took a breath.

"Your wife is Mi Li, although I know what you mean, it's better not to say such inappropriate words between the two of us. If you don't mind, you can call my sister, Xiao Ren, who is also old. Bigger than you, I have two more sisters all at once, are you happy?"

Lin Yu was silent for a while.

"It's hard to say unhappy."

"Ha ha…"

Butterfly Chanahui smiled softly, what kind of answer, but her mood was indeed much better.

"By the way, Mr. Yushiro wrote today, saying that he needs something."

Butterfly Chanel opened the newly painted wooden table and pulled out the drawer. The tone of the letter was not very good, not even the basic greeting, and there was something similar to 'you guy' in the letter. vocabulary.

Therefore, Butterfly Chana Hui asked when Lin Yu was reading the letter: "Are you having a bad relationship with Mr. Yushiro?"

After reading the letter, Lin Yu roughly knew the guy's needs, pursed his lips and said, "I don't know either, that guy probably has a serious Oedipus complex... At least in my opinion, he and Miss Zhu Shi should be The relationship between mother and son, but he is madly infatuated with Miss Zhu Shi, and also forbids all males to approach Miss Zhu Shi, for some necessary reasons...you know, it's really troublesome."

Butterfly Chanahui twisted the hair by her ear and smiled helplessly: "These are caused by Lin Jun's unknowing results."

Lin Yu was silent, what could he do, so he wouldn't change **** in order to get close to Zhu Shi.

It's impossible for such a scenario to happen in this world. It's hard to understand this with Yushiro's head. Not to mention what others think, Miss Zhu Shi has always been immersed in the loss of a child. In the pain, how could there be such a mind? But... these things are inconvenient to say, one can never wake up a guy who is pretending to be asleep.

Chapter 97

Infinity city.

"Sir Wumis, my subordinates are incompetent. I went to the headquarters of the ghost hunters this time, but I didn't find the ghost hunter master. There are too many guys in the way."

"Like the previous actions, this time, the maternity house owner also seemed to have anticipated it in advance, retreated, and hid in the deep mountains full of wisteria flowers."

Black Death Mou made a summary for this action.

This is the worst result after discussing with Oni Mai Tsuji no miserable in advance, and it is also the basic target that can be achieved in the past, destroying most of the original power of the ghost hunter organization, for half a century, I am afraid that they all Unable to recover.

Oni Mai Tsuji stood on the stage with an expressionless face.

The slightly empty Infinite City has only the figures of Shang Xian Yi and Shang Xian San. According to the past meetings, whether it is Xian Xian and Xian Xian in the twelve ghost months, the number of people can be guaranteed to be four to five, but now there are only two, or he. It can be regarded as the winding of power.

From this point of view, the city is indeed very deserted.

He just called all the bottom strings to the Infinite City to clean them, and almost all of them were killed, not a single one was left. It stands to reason that he should not do this if he loses the winding. The thing that should be considered is how to make up for the existing gap.

But it wasn't until he summoned the finalists of this session that he realized that he was very wrong. In the gap of nearly hundreds of years, the gap between the twelve ghosts and moons was so great that even his founder could not directly the point of view.

Especially Xia Xian, who is also Twelve Ghost Moon, through investigating the memories of these guys, Wu miserable found that these people did not perform the task that he had given him, but saw Zhu Ji and fled in a swarm.

In a fit of anger, Wu Mian killed all these incompetent guys, and the matter has now fallen into a situation where no one is available.

Originally, Guiwu Tsuji Wumai should have been angry about the actions of Hei Shi Mu and Yi Wozu this time, but the situation forced him...

"Get up."

Yi Wozu's eyes widened in disbelief, facing the unusually mild tone of Kiwu Tsuji Wumisui, and he did not feel as if he had been granted amnesty at all.

Hei Dead Mou, on the other hand, got up very calmly. As a traditional warrior, he has followed this monarch for a long time, for nearly a thousand years. The two of them can be said to have started with bare hands until now. Experienced, so temporary gains and losses have little impact on him.

"You guys have done a very good job this time, or, without me, this situation should be expected."

Oniwu Tsuji Wumiser looked up at the sky of Infinity City.

Just as Sanyashiki Yoshiya would sense his existence in his sleep at night, so did he, and he always felt that he was still involved in this boring world.

The blood of a certain family flowing in his body is the proof of his time as a human being, and it is this fetter that he regards as scum that has saved his enemies time and time again.

How many years will it take to completely eradicate the maiyashiki family?

This is the only regret and wish of Kiwu Tsuji after looking for the blue flower .

"Master Wu Miserable..."

It seems that he sensed the regret in Guiwu Tsuji's heart, and the always loyal Yi Woza voiced some guilt.

"Yiwozuo, I have always valued you very much, because I think you can go farther than others, so I am so strict with you. Every time I give you a task, you always do your best to complete it. That makes me very happy.”

Oni Mai Tsuji no miserable smiled.

Yi Wozuo was moved and terrified: "Where, my subordinates have lived up to your wishes many times, and it is your greatest grace that you have not been executed."

Hei Dead Mou turned his face slightly, as if he knew something.

"Become stronger, Yiwozuo, the martial arts you have been pursuing for hundreds of years should also have a result, although in my opinion it is just like a child playing a house, but if it touches that field, Presumably you can become a little more mature, at least you won't let yourself down."

Guiwu Tsuji Wu miserably stretched out his hand, and in a squirm, a giant arm appeared, with its teeth and claws like a monster.

Yi Wozu knelt on the ground, shaking his body.

With a puff, the cone-shaped probe of the giant arm sank into his skin, and the blood, like the beating of a heart, was pushed into his body wave after wave.

Burning, irritation, pain, these sensations kept coming towards Yi Wozu.

The so-called becoming stronger is not a very beautiful thing. It means accepting the blood of the monarch. Many ghosts are eager for this scene to happen, but they are also afraid of it happening.

Because the blood of the monarch is the medicine that can make them stronger, and it can also become the poison that takes their lives.

In the long career of the ghost king, I don't know how many ghosts died because they couldn't bear the blood given, and those who survived successfully became stronger.

If you want to become a qualified winder, you need to give blood at least many times. Everyone comes here, but one time will require more blood than one time.

Nearly five minutes later, Yi Wozuo's body had visibly swelled up, the major meridians of the body were all abrupt, and red blood was overflowing from the holes in the eyes, nose, and ears.

"Lord Wu Miserable, that's enough."

Black Death Mou's icy voice sounded from the side.

He could see that Yiwozuo was on the verge of collapse. The most terrifying part of receiving blood was not the period when it was injected, but the residual period after it entered the body, which would suffer serious backlash.

Because many guys can't bear such backlash, they often burst into a pool of blood.

"What's the matter, Yiwozuo, has this reached the limit? Is this the highest realm you want? Now I'm giving you a chance to reach that realm. Are you going to give up when you get here?"

A crazy smile appeared on Kiwu Tsuji's face, mumbling like a demon whispering.

Yi Wozu slowly raised his head and struggled hard, but a firm look burst out in his eyes.

"No, subordinates... subordinates can still bear..."

He has been waiting for this moment for hundreds of years.

Ten minutes later, the ground in front of Guiwu Tsuji Wumai was already a pool of blood, only a mass of meat was still squirming, it was transparent and covered with blood vessels, as if it was giving birth to some kind of life.

"What a terrifying obsession to put in death and then live, you will become a strong man."

Black Death Mou turned around, leaving only such a sentence.

And the piece of meat also wriggled a bit, as if responding.

Chapter 98 Zhu Shi Appears

"I want to become stronger!"

The meatball was squirming, like a ferocious and terrifying face, so crazy that it lost its own nature.

However, Kibbutsu Tsuji laughed.

Recalling what happened a few years ago, before this young man became a ghost, the expression of despair that he lost everything is still unforgettable.

The tragedies of the upper strings were not caused by him. The world was originally a **** where all kinds of evil spirits were imprisoned. He even claimed to be a kind and compassionate person who could give these poor creatures the ability to change their own conditions.

"That's it, Yiwozuo, if you lose even the determination to become stronger, then you really have no merit in this person, think about it, why are you so persistent, as long as there is that reason, you will become stronger!"

Oniwu Tsuji Wumai opened his hands, a smile on his face.

This scene fell into Mingnu's eyes, but it was extremely infiltrating, as if an ancient sacrificial ceremony was being held, and the tribute placed on the table was turned into a meat ball.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the meatball will be cut open like an embryo, splashing with juice, and then a brand new winding three will appear in front of everyone.

People are afraid of monsters, but monsters are also afraid of monsters.

At least after she became a ghost, Naruto always felt that she was the most gentle and normal person in the ghost group who killed her husband like a crazy woman.

"Take care of him."

In the end, after leaving such a sentence, Oniwu Tsuji no miserable disappeared in Infinite City.

He handed over the command authority of the entire Infinite City to Naruto. He is not a hands-on boss. He likes to leave everything to the secretary. Because of the existence of blood, he is not worried about Naruto, a weak and clerical person. Ghosts can betray, unlike his first secretary, until now he's been looking for the existence of that woman, the only ghost out of his control.

Inside a villa in Tokyo.

Two ghosts were half-kneeling on the ground, one of them had multiple hands, and the other had an arrow-like sign on his body.

"Lord Wuxian, we have found the trace of that woman."

The one who made the sound was Arrow Ghost. He was the think tank of the duo. Unlike the handball ghost who would only be reckless, every time he made a shot, he would destroy the street together. He always observed more than acted directly.

There was no change in Kiwu Tsuji's flat expression, but the two of them could feel a trace of obvious ups and downs in the blood he gave, excitement, anger... These emotions are too complicated and chilling. Both were trembling.

"Location... The location is in Asakusa, Tokyo. Zhushawan just sensed it when she was looking for prey. There was a breath of blood ghost art. It was the taste of Zhushi. She used blood ghost art to lead the person who Zhushawan wanted to hunt to other places. place."

"Then?"

Oni Mai Tsuji, who had not received a response for a long time, became more and more miserable, and looked at the two who were kneeling on the ground like garbage.

"Could it be that you asked to see me just to bring back this useless information, don't tell me that you lost it, or that the woman did something like this..."

"No... Lord Wu Miserable..."

The handball ghost and the arrow ghost can clearly perceive the pain in the body, as if there are countless needles inserted.

Oni Mai Tsuji's brows furrowed miserably.

"The cinnabar pills acted in the daytime, and Zhu Shi led that person into the sun, which made it impossible for the two of us to act..."

Arrow Ghost endured the pain that his body was about to be torn apart, and after saying these words with all his strength, his body suddenly fell to the ground as if his body had been picked up by someone's throat.

Kibu Tsuji excitedly searched for the memories of these two guys, just like a successful businessman in a suit found a business opportunity in a garbage heap that he had never looked down upon.

It was a street in Asakusa, Tokyo. The outside was full of dazzling sunlight. There was only a dark alley because of the tall buildings. Looking outside.

Not long after, a figure came into her eyes, a little girl chasing a black cat into the alley.

Cinnamon licked the corner of his mouth.