The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

"what? What?!"

Xuan Mi who was far away shouted at this side, the wind and waves were too strong, he couldn't hear what Qing Xiang and Shi Tou said at all, he was half-soaked in the sea water, struggling to parry Kong Xi who came first.

It is easy to fall into the sea from the sea level, but it is difficult to return to the surface after getting wet.Xiazhu is not yet good at water, and being able to come to rescue people in the first time can be called selfless and trustworthy.Qing Xiang had no choice but to put his arms around Xiazhu's shoulders, and with the other hand, he paddled the sea water, swimming with difficulty at high tide.

"...There is... away from..."

"Damn it..." His ears were filled with wheezing waves and Kongxi's meaningless joyous laughter, Xuan Mi gritted his teeth in frustration, "I can't hear anything at all!" On Xi's face, "Shut up! It's so noisy!!"

"Do you want to know what he said? Please?"

Kong Xi's hippie smiling face was even more powerful, making Xuan Mi's forehead burst out with blue veins.

"See if I don't unhook your neck! Stinky ape!" Xuan Mi growled.

You can't chop the neck, and taking off the joints can always vent your anger.

In the sky, Ji Nu didn't even look at Xuan Mi, and had already headed towards Qing Xiang with a clear goal.Qing Xiang struggled to resist, his arms had already reached the limit, the pain and numbness spread all the way to the lower back, and the doll's spine made a protesting sound under the impact of entering the sea.

Still fighting, still fighting, attracting human beings, then no one will be able to please!

For the first time, Qing Xiang's face was blackened into the bottom of a pot, floating on the sea surface and shouting: "I say! There are a large group of human beings rushing this way! Idiots!"

His voice was full of rage and anger. On the surface, he was speaking loudly to Xuan Mi, who was far away, but in fact, he was speaking to the unclear ghost in front of him.

Once the information about the 'Blue Bana' is learned by the human regime, unless the 'ghost' is exposed to the public without any scruples, the possibility of even the ghost killing team getting the Bana will drop significantly.

Are you yelling at me?

Xuan Mi flinched in shock from the roar.After shivering, I became angry belatedly: I just came to save you!Isn't it just that you can't hear? Why scold me!But Qing Xiang's tone of voice was so similar to Immortal Kawasami that there was a strange sense of familiarity.

As a result, among the three ghosts present, only the usually messy Coke noticed the seriousness of the situation.

The faint flames of the skyline came into Cola's field of vision, and he stayed in the air, scratching his hair frantically, tearing off a few strands with his claws.

What a bunch of emergencies this time!First, the Ghost Killing Squad learned of his whereabouts, and then a little-known hidden pillar appeared out of nowhere, and now a large group of humans have been attracted here!

In case the existence of the 'ghost' is known to human beings if it is not killed, he will die under the hands of that adult if he does not see one of the wounded ghosts.

What to do, what to do, kill the group of humans, or retreat temporarily?

Coke almost scratched the top of his head.

"mean!"

He had no choice but to yell at Qing Xiang, who was thumping on the sea surface, ignoring the accumulated anger that was attracted to hatred, and directly lifted the wind mass, which set off a violent wave, and the accumulated anger was overturned into the sea.

"Have been delaying the time to wait for that group of humans to come over?! Let them take their lives, I have never seen such despicable people like you! Ghost Killing Squad! Shameful! Sad!"

Fuck you.

Qing Xiang wanted to curse, but just as he opened his mouth, he was slapped back by the sea water. In addition, Xia Zhu grabbed his hem tightly, rushing weakly with the rolling waves.Qing Xiang had no choice but to turn around to protect Xiazhu, hugging the dangerous parts from the shoulders to the head of the opponent in his arms to prevent being hit by heavy objects in the waves.

Before that, he still had the problem of suffocation. He swam with two feet and reached the surface of the sea, but his left foot was pulled by a cold claw. Looking down, he was angry that those dark eyes were dying in the depths of the sea. stared at him.

He opened his mouth in anger, but couldn't make a sound, only a string of bubbles came out from his mouth.But Qing Xiang could tell just by looking at his eyes that the latter was cursing him to 'die' with hatred.

Xia Zhu in Qing Xiang's arms could hardly hold on anymore. The waves at high tide are the entrance to hell, and as long as you exhale out of rhythm, you will never be able to rise to the surface of the water again.A string of fine air bubbles rose from the blue to his chest, and only then did he notice that his vision was getting darker: the dark clouds on the high tide day suppressed the moonlight.

Accumulated anger did not dare to use the lightning point underwater, but he could use the end of the tin stick to stab the two of them. He didn't need to breathe, and his wings acted as fins temporarily at this time, and he grabbed Qing Xiang's calf to climb up, regardless of pedaling. Kick the other foot in the head.

Danger is approaching, even if the larynx and trachea are choked into the seawater together, the breathing method user who does not get oxygen is drowsy, and his innate intuition still makes Shi Tou regain his senses at a critical moment, struggling to turn his head, the center of the chaotic field of vision is only surrounded by seawater. Blunt weapon dyed dark blue.

That's too late.

Are you scared?Still unwilling, or regretful?

The time is too short, less than a second when the tin stick strikes, and Shitou can't leave any of the thousands of emotions swept by in an instant. He just stares quietly, the sapphire soaked in blue reflects the tip of the blunt weapon, The instinct left over from thousands of battles cannot sit still: Even if the throat is pierced, use the sun wheel knife to cut off the neck of the ghost in front of you.

It's just that faster than the blade is the arm sticking out from the side of his ear.

The back of the open hand occupies the entire field of vision instead, and Shi Tou can't see or hear the blunt instrument piercing the palm of his hand, but only sees an illusory mass of red color spreading and floating in the sea water.

The tin stick was still moving forward, and the thick blunt instrument pierced through the forearm like a broken bamboo, until the top sticking out from the bend of the arm was stuck with flesh and bones, and stopped in front of the slowly widening sapphire eyes.

The bloody smell mixed in the wet and salty breath was extremely familiar.

……elder brother?

The memory that was always covered by the fog finally cleared the clouds and fog at this moment, and flashed back in front of his eyes with incomparable clarity.

Desperate when my father left.

Sad when the mother died forever.

On that green hill that is always filled with dense fog, day after day, I feel confused, frustrated, and at a loss.

Pulling him with warm hands, reprimanding him with slightly harsh words, the words echoed in his ears from time to time, but the person who couldn't remember his face no matter what, finally turned his head.

——a face that was identical to his own.

'Don't worry, Muichiro. '

The gentle voice of the woman as beautiful as a birch tree fairy echoed in my ears again.

'One day, one day, you will finally find all the lost past, whether it is warmth, regret, or sadness. '

... Ichiro?

Living in a strange yet familiar embrace, the wet and salty smell is like the fog forest in the past, the liquid oozing from the eye sockets filled with sapphire gemstones, and finally found the former glory in this darkness.

...Yeah...why, how could I forget?

The closest other self in the world, the person in the mirror who swears never to let go of the clasped hands.

Absolutely not to be forgotten, half body.

Xia Zhi's breath, which was originally suffocated, regained consciousness. Rather, he was never sober as today.

Blindly holding the half-unsheathed Sun Wheel Knife in the palm of his hand, the familiar feel of thousands of times naturally straightened the knife.

No need for oxygen, the breath of rosy clouds created purely by this thick mist covering the moonlit night slowly and heavily brewed under the sea surface, and gradually, even the tide followed his fluctuations.

The surging waves rolled up hundreds of feet high, and disappeared without a trace with the unspeakable rhythm. The sea surface seemed to be breathing, and the thick sea fog covered the sky and the moon.

Grinning his teeth in pain, Qing Xiang was surprised to hear the soft voice of the unconscious person in his arms.

"The Breath of Kasumi · Eight Shapes"

Contrary to the normal opening gesture, Shi Tou twists the wrist, with the back of the hand facing down, so that the blade is facing the sea at this time.

Before he had time to check Shitou's situation, under a certain silent understanding and fighting instinct, Qing Xiang firmly grasped the tin staff with his bloody palms, and let his anger pull, the tin staff piercing through the former's forearm remained motionless.

A large number of tumbling bubbles gushed out from Shitou's sleeves and neckline, and the dense bubble group rushed towards the drowsy sea level, and the underwater voice became calm and inaudible:

"Picking the Clouds and Seeing the Moon"

As soon as the voice fell, the slash sounded in an instant, together with the waves, mist, and dark clouds, and the silver light in the sky was thousands of feet high, just like a new moon rising from the sea level. The Coke in his mouth, and Kong Xi who was still laughing and shouting were cut in two by this neat slash.

At that moment, the accumulated anger separated a new ghost dressed as a warrior.The severed tide has not yet filled the gap, and the new ghost that was born hesitated for a while, but was torn off its head along with the spine by the accumulated anger behind it.

"Uh, heck!"

Burned by the Sun Wheel Knife and dragged down by toxins, the throat full of anger has not recovered so far. He uttered a single onomatopoeia, and with that spine, he pressed the corpse of the ghost to his chest, and his flesh and blood immediately stretched out one by one. Chuu sucked Ai Jue into his body, and Ai Jue's face, which was still muddled before death, was half buried in the angry flesh and blood.

A strange ring appeared behind Ji Nu, floating like a double-faced ghost's taiko drum, with the penetrating "hate" written on it, Ji Nu almost didn't stop and rushed to the burial place of Coke and Kongxi, without complete Even the severed arms and legs smashed by the waves were stuffed into his body, and the more parts he stuffed into his body, the younger his appearance became.

Finally, the word '恩' filled the six drums, accumulating anger... No, Han Potian rushed towards Shitou, who had just recovered his breathing rhythm, at a speed that was more than three times faster than before.

General Shi Tou blocked the incoming hammer at the last second, and was forced to shift his center of gravity under the tremendous force. At this moment, the hammer hit Shitou's unprotected abdomen hard, with a muffled sound, and the latter Coughing out a mouthful of gastric juice mixed with blood froth while flying, Qing Xiang, who was struggling to get up, stopped him with the other hand, and then flew to Hai Chao's waist.

Huge water splashes rose all over the sky. Since Qingxiang met Shitou, the latter finally showed outright anger for the first time. The sun wheel knife cut off the waves, and hit the hammer and stick coming from the air. The sound was like a lightning strike on the waves, shaking through thousands of miles.

Xuan Mi woke up from the shock to his internal organs, he was facing up at this time, drifting aimlessly with the ripples of the waves.

Almost in a daze for a second, he turned over subconsciously, but his body lost his balance at that moment, and he had to thrash about on the sea.Xuan Mi knows how to swim, he just thumped for a while before regaining his balance, shaking his head to look around the sea, and paddling toward the semicircle of a sound wave.

It didn't rain today, and the water droplets falling all over the sky were the sea water shaken up by Mo Po Tian and Shi Tou.Not only did the two fight each other at once, but they were also moving at high speed on the sea surface, and the violent vibration resounded through any end of the sea.

When Xuan Mi was struggling to paddle towards the battlefield, his finger pushing in the water suddenly touched something.

The little one can still move, and ran away in a panic when touched by his fingers.

There will be no fish in the shallow sea where the storm is raging!

Xuan Mi clenched his palms decisively, pinched the thing from underwater and raised it to the surface of the sea to watch.

The little thing that brought out the water splash was only the size of a mouse, with an ugly shape, and covered its face with trembling, for fear of being seen by Xuan Mi, but the ghost horns on its head revealed its identity.

"Did you split up again!"

Xuan Mi was about to break his neck with his fingers.

The terrified roar of the main body, a large number of human beings with guns on their backs panting in the rain and approaching the coast, and the mixed footsteps of hundreds of people, mixed with the sound of the sea waves, came to the ears of Lu Potian.

no!Can't wait any longer!If you delay, you will be discovered by humans!

Ontology!Go save the body!Forget about the ghost hunter!

There is still one day before three days, and we will think of a way on that day, and it is too late if we don’t go now!

The three consciousnesses were clamoring loudly in his mind, Sho Potian's neck became more and more tense, his breathing became more and more heavy, the burning phantom pain from the healed burn in his throat, the strength of his hands again and again, the cold sea water slapped him His eyeballs, everything made his vision scarlet.

'Roar! '

Finally, Shou Potian smashed the sun wheel knife that was swung to the lower abdomen, opened his throat, and let out a long roar towards the sky.The severity of the roar made the mist beside him tremble and condense into water droplets, stagnating in midair.

Shi Tou, who was smashed open by the sun wheel knife, just paused for a moment, ignoring the more violent tearing of the tiger's mouth, then gripped the handle of the knife again, and was about to launch the next round of offensive again, but found that the evil spirit that was originally in the center of his vision roared. Then suddenly galloped towards the coast in a certain direction.

After fighting in mid-air on the sea surface for so long, Shi Tou couldn't control the momentum perfectly. After losing his target, he crashed straight into the waves that were surging again irregularly, and hit a huge splash at high speed.

Choking in a mouthful of water again, Shi Tou fluttered uncontrollably in the icy sea water. The sudden cooling after the fierce battle caused his body temperature to drain rapidly. Fortunately, at this time, a pair of warm arms embraced Shi Tou's shoulders and pushed him against him. On the surface of the sea, surrounded by oxygen again, he was carried by others and marched in a certain direction——the direction of the coast.

There is no need to hide, the emotion that appeared in Shitou's heart at that moment is the long-lost "sense of security".

Half-immersed in the sea water, he panted wearily, and the scene in front of him became more and more hazy.

"Hidden pillar! Xiazhu! Something just happened, it seems to be one of the ghosts, snatched away the newly cracked clone and ran away!!"

After waking up from a coma, he caught a ghost, and was just about to send him to the west, but the ghost he got was snatched away under his nose. This twists and turns made Xuan Mi grind his back molars hard.

Now that he really doesn't have the energy to talk about ghosts, Qing Xiang nodded roughly and gestured towards the coast.

Although the coast is about to be surrounded by the police, it is better to escape from the police station than to freeze to death in the sea.

His right hand continued to lose blood, and the wound on his stomach also burst under the violent exercise. Fortunately, with the help of Yan Zhi's breath, Qing Xiang's hypothermia situation was better than Shi Tou's, but the people under him were already as cold as ice cubes.Fortunately, they were not far from the coast, and together with Xuan Mi who came to help, the three of them climbed up to the coast alive before Qing Xiang completely lost his strength.

Qing Xiang rested his arms on the sand, knelt on the ground with his head down and panted, his eyes turned black, he lost blood and lost temperature, even if he could clearly hear a lot of footsteps approaching in the distance, he couldn't bear the strength to stay away from the encirclement of humans .

After recovering a little bit of strength, Qing Xiang's violent panting was still not steady, and he immediately looked back at Shi Tou who was brought up by him.

"Shi Tou, are you okay?!"

The latter's eyes were already on the verge of laxity, and there was no reflection of light spots. He knelt on the river bank, his lips faded to purple, his black hair was soaked and scattered on his bloodless forehead, and his complexion was as pale as a human figure made out of paper. .

"Qing Xiang."

His voice was weak and dazed, mixed with some inaudible grievances.

"I want to hold hands."

thump

Shi Tou was completely unconscious at Qing Xiang's feet a few steps away.