Disqualification between tweets

The fake bait was thrown out and fell into the heart lake of the red-haired swordsman. Ripples appeared on the heart lake in an instant, and the clear sword heart was slightly flawed.

Ben Yanmo saw that world, it was modern and not that different from many of the worlds he set up shop in, but...but...

He couldn't look away.

It seems that he is familiar with every street, every person he has seen before, and his eyes have touched everything in such a world.

【Are you familiar with it?This is a matter of course. 】

【You have been watching this world for a long time, holding on tightly and full of selfishness.The situation at that time was really wonderful for us ghosts. With you as the core, we crusade against the Quartet, and the fallen world is countless. 】

The ghost made a swallowing sound.

[Those worlds are really delicious. 】

[You have been redeemed like this, I heard that you even redeemed your sins?That's... astonishing to those of us from the old days. 】

【If you can be forgiven, so can we; if we cannot be forgiven, then you cannot. 】

【Do you think...you can really be forgiven? 】

Before his words fell to the ground, Hong Yanmo's sword had already slashed downwards, cutting off his entire arm!The angry Yanque's sword was fierce, and the ghost was forced to retreat by him, but he still smiled.

【Your sword is trembling, this is really the first time in your life. 】

Hong Yanmo also noticed that his sword was not stable. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to stabilize it, but it was of no avail.More and more big ghosts gathered, and Hong Yanmo realized that he had fallen into a trap. The ghosts were greedy and cunning, and it was estimated that the possibility of rescue had been completely blocked.

His gaze swept around, and his sword became more and more unstable, which meant that his kendo was gradually cracking.

If it breaks completely...

Hong Yanmo took a deep breath, and he made the only choice he could make at this time.

With a sound of "噗", he put the saber back into its sheath, and chose to stabilize his kendo for the time being.

Red Yan Mo is actually very vague about what his swordsmanship is based on. He only knows that before he pledged his allegiance to King Yan Mo, he was already a powerful swordsman.But he is different from Yuanyi after all. Yuanyi has a beginning and a past, so he is confused. Once the confusion is gone, the way of swordsmanship will reach its peak.

Hong Yanmo didn't start, and he...has no memory of the past.

For whom he picked up the sword, and for whom he became so powerful that it is dizzying. He could end his life as an ordinary sparrow, but he embarked on a rough road.

【Ha...hahaha...do you really want to protect your kendo? 】

The ghosts laughed loudly, and they surrounded Hong Yanmo, whose sword had been sheathed.Hong Yanmo looked calm, and after putting away the sword, he couldn't see the wavering in his heart at all.His gaze swept over these big ghosts, one or two, they were all troublesome existences that could cause harm to one side.

But he smiled instead.

"You said that Hong used to be your leader Chiu?"

【Yes, you used to be a powerful ghost king. 】

"Is this how you treat Wang's Jiu?"

[Hahaha... The matter has come to this point, can we only try to maintain relationships with us ghosts? 】

"Hong thinks that you should at least show respect to Hong Xin."

Hong Yanmo is delaying time, but it seems that he cannot delay for too long.He had already foreseen the worst, and he didn't have much fear of death.The life of an ordinary sparrow is very short. He has survived as a "monogatari" for so many years. If there is a chance in the future, new sparrows will be born in the monogatari, right?It's just that it has nothing to do with Hong Yanmo.

Far away on the golden mountain in Izumo, a dark pink Chiu squatted on the shoulder of a black-clothed demon, looking into the distance with ridiculously cross-eyed eyes.Bai Lan's news was obviously delivered in time, first notifying Yan Moting's Jiujiu, and then these Jiujiu followed the repeat offender Tong Mojiu who was familiar with the road, and quickly hopped to the bottom of the world.

Of course, Da Zaijiu, who can't fly, still uses running.

They explained the situation at the bottom of the world, the old man stayed behind, Kamui Jiu served as the mobile team, and the rest of the Jiu Jiu followed the ghost lamp and rushed to Izumo.This is the highest place outside the world, overlooking everything, and it is also very suitable——

Bend the bow and lead the arrow.

The ghosts and gods in black slowly opened the magic bow. Legend has it that the arrows on the bow were used before shooting the big monster Tamamo, and later added the feathers of the sunbird as the tail, which can reach anywhere.

The mountain of gold, the light of the sunrise, the bow-bent ghosts and gods in black... This scene should have been brilliant and magical, but at this moment the jiu jiu who was tied to the bow and arrow by the rope ruined the whole picture.This Chiu Chiu black feather sand-colored fluff, the hair on the head has not grown well, is being covered with a wig.One end of the rope was tied around his invisible waist, and the other end was tied to the tail of the arrow. The whole Chirp squatted on the arrow with his eyes closed, still sinking in a dream.

"Will my wig be blown off? Will it be? Will it be?" He repeatedly confirmed in his sleep, and the answers he got were all in the affirmative.

"Yes, I will blow you away as soon as the wind blows."

Da Zaijiu: "..."

"It's too late to regret it now." Ghost Lamp said solemnly, the bow has been pulled to the extreme, and the arrow will be shot at any time, and he can't maintain this state for a long time.Jiujiu, who was squatting on the arrow, suddenly stopped talking, and no longer complained about the wig. He squatted there quietly, obviously making up his mind.

Most of Dazai Osamu's consciousness is still in that world fragment, and only a small amount of consciousness remains in Jiujiu's body.The decision to send Da Zaijiu out was made by Ghost Lamp. The ghost in black obviously knew something inside, but kept his mouth shut all the time. But when he said this, Da Zaijiu's body agreed decisively.

Qi Mujiu's clairvoyance is very useful and can determine the direction.In fact, it is not impossible to teleport there, but there is fog near the target location, and even if it passes by, it is easy to be trapped. It is not as convenient as using the magic-breaking arrow.

The Demon-Breaking Arrow flew out together with Da Zaijiu on the Demon-Breaking Arrow, and soon disappeared in the dazzling sunlight. A wig gently fell to Tong Mojiu's feet.Tong Mojiu and Qi Mujiu surrounded the wig together, Tong Mojiu picked up the wig and stuck it on his chest.

"Amen chirp."

He faintly drew a cross on his chest.

[Amen Chirp. 】

Qi Mujiu also made the sign of the cross, and the scene was filled with sadness for a moment.

The angle of the ghost lamp shooting arrow is calculated, this arrow will directly pass through the world fragment, and then come to Hong Yanmo's side.If you can shoot one or two ghosts to death, it is of course better. If you can't, you can only see how the man named Osamu Dazai plays.No matter how they play, at least they can buy some time, and rescues have already rushed over.

Yetu has received a temporary pardon to maintain his human form, and while he was running at high speed, his blue eyes occasionally opened a thread, and then closed quickly.In front of him, worlds opened up for him to travel unimpeded, and he soon reached the vast wasteland at the bottom of the world.

With orange-red braids flying, Yetu stepped on the corpse of the ghost, and the mist on the horizon was reflected in the open blue eyes.

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The ghosts have lost their patience.

They have no respect for the ghost king, only forced submission to a powerful force. Once they see an opportunity, they will try to fight back, without any warmth at all.

The Hongyan Mo, who used to be a ghost, was too powerful and refused to expand. He just killed or devoured all the ghosts who invaded the territory.Later, the big ghosts learned to be good, and took the initiative to pledge allegiance to him and guard the surrounding area for him, while Yan Que ignored them and concentrated on guarding that small world.

Yes, under the wings of Yan Que, there is a small world hidden.

This world is already very dilapidated, and the tide of ghosts has eroded it severely.But Yan Que forcibly rescued him, and fed the world with the nutrients he plundered from other ghosts. He made the world run in a specific and perfect direction, and it would not change its posture for hundreds or thousands of years.

The big ghost narrowed his eyes, and the red-haired swordsman in front of him was gradually reflected in his empty pupils.This red feather is extremely bright, and it is completely different from when it was a ghost. It must be that after breaking away from the identity of a ghost, it has received excellent treatment.The big ghost felt that it was unfair, and at the same time he was still longing for the power of the former ghost king. He had already felt that power was hidden in the small body in front of him.

He was completely impatient.

Yan Que was fluttering in the ghost's attack, he was very fast, so he would not be attacked for a while.However, his physical strength will eventually decline, and the fog is the home of ghosts, Hong Yanmo doesn't know how long he can last.

A sound of breaking wind came from far and near, and suddenly it rang in Hong Yanmo's ear.

It's rescue!

Hong Yanmo heard the sound like ice crystals shattering, the fragments of that world were penetrated, and fragments of the scenery in the world were reflected on the flying small fragments.Among these fragments, the Demon-Breaking Arrow passed by his ear and hit a ghost, followed by a rapid "chirp" sound.

"Boss, boss, boss! Die, die, die!"

The sadness of seeing the fragments of the scenery disappeared little by little in this chirping sound like a fire alarm.

Red Yama: "..."

No matter when, no matter where, as long as Da Zaijiu appears, people will have the urge to kill him.

Although he was speechless in his heart, Hong Yanmo pulled out the demon-breaking arrow from the ghost neatly, swept the sword back, and used its power of exorcism to force back the surrounding ghosts. It fluttered up and down like a kite, and was finally caught by Hong Yanmo.

It seems to be a little thinner to the touch.

"Da Zaijiu, why are you here?" Hong Yanmo said softly, his tone a little hasty, "This place is very dangerous, who threw you here?"

Jiujiu in his hand tried to answer with a head.

"I'm here by myself."

"Varied……"

"It's not just me, Kamui Chiu will also come over. We got the new River God meatballs. There are a lot of them, enough for us."

Hong Yanmo suddenly fell silent. He wondered a little, is the river god who was forcibly rubbed with mud still alive?

"Although the taste is really not very good, but at critical moments, you still need to eat." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Boss, let me go, I can't transform if you hold me like this."

Change, change?

Hong Yanmo let go of his hand subconsciously, and the furry Jiujiu fell downwards, and before it landed, it took the shape of a human.The young man with iris-colored eyes put his hands in his pockets, with a smile on his lips, and a relaxed posture.He stopped Hong Yan Mo behind him, and faced the ghosts by himself.

"It made a lot of noise." He smiled, "King Yan Mo even released my trump card, you are very powerful."

It is obviously a fragile human body, if it is lightly touched by a ghost, it may die.

Osamu Dazai still smiled calmly and walked towards the ghosts, with a certain certainty of victory on his face.

"Is this the mist from your bodyguard?"

As he spoke, he held out his hand.The ghost stared at him sneeringly, the mist was highly corrosive, and he could already predict that the opponent's hand would show bones in an instant.

However, he miscalculated.

The dense white bones did not appear, and the mist that came into contact with the youth suddenly began to completely dissipate.The ghost opened his eyes wide. He has never encountered such a situation. Even the crusaders of the bottom of the world will not touch the mist of his body without protection. This is what he gave himself. The last layer of barrier, he has always had sufficient confidence in these fogs.

But his mist dissipated!

No!The fog is completely dissipating!

The iris-eyed young man stood still, and as the fog cleared, the wind from the bottom of the world blew his sand-colored windbreaker, and those unfastened bandages fluttered in the wind.He still had a smile on his face, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"I've said it all, I don't easily show my trump card to others. It's just a fog, and there is no resistance to my ability at all."

In fact, it is the demon-repelling arrow that Hong Yanmo is holding in his arms now, what he said is just a bluff.Hong Yanmo glanced at the arrow in his arms, then looked up at the back.He seldom sees other people's backs, because usually, he is the one standing in front, whether it is opening a store or retreating from the enemy, Boss Hong is always the one to let others watch their backs.

Has he ever seen such a back?

The ghost has already somewhat believed it, and as the fog clears, more and more crusaders will pay attention to this side, and he has faintly heard the wailing from his companions in the distant direction.The swordsman wielding the Sun Wheel Saber was not a friendly person. He originally planned to swallow the red Yanmo whole during the short period of time he held the opponent, so that he would have the combat power to crush the opponent .

Just break through the self-proclaimed trump card youth in front of you!

【No matter what ability you have, you...】

"Oh, you really don't care? I wanted to tell you about my abilities..." There was a layer of evil in the kite-colored eyes, "And then I made you completely desperate."

【how come? ! 】

"Have you ever heard of Nordic mythology? Probably not. You don't look smart, so I'll forcefully tell you."

He walked towards the ghost, and the sound of footsteps knocked on the ghost's heart.

"It is said that there is a God of Light in Norse mythology who dreamed of the shadow of death. His mother was very worried, so she made everything swear not to hurt each other. Therefore, even if an arrow is shot at the God of Light, it will automatically turn. This ability makes him forever immune to harm, never to be enveloped by death."

Before he could finish his words, a raging black mist rushed towards his face.

"It seems you don't like listening to stories."

He smiled, then raised his hand, and several blue light wheels wrapped with words unfolded.

"Extraordinary ability—"

"【Human disqualification】."

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The author has something to say:

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#On partial use of magic skills to kill#

In fact, Zai is betting that once the opponent throws "mistletoe", that is, uses a physical attack, it will be GG.

The myth of the God of Light is actually quite suitable for Zai~