The house that Kano Akiichi rented was not big. If it weren't for the basement, Kano Akiichi would not live here.
Similarly, such a narrow house cannot withstand the use of two long-range attack mages.
Tong Mo withdrew his hand. There were marks burned by the sun on his palms, which had not healed for a long time.
You know, even the Demon Slayer's Nichirin Sword healed his body in the blink of an eye when it slashed it, but his hand just pushed the door and it still hasn't healed yet.
This door has the same material as Chidori-san's weapon.
Tong Mo moved away from the door.
Also stay away from all the furnishings and walls of this room.
I also knocked on the door when I came, and I did touch the door when I knocked on the door, but at that time my hands were not burned by the sun like they are now.
In other words, Miss Chidori can control this house.
Kano Qiuyi turned his pen and slowly approached Tongmo, "I didn't want to do it here, but you forced me."
Tong Mo clicked his tongue, "You're always like this."
"But now we have no choice but to fight. If we fight here, the nearby residents will die."
As he spoke, he waved his fan, and the white mist glowing with blue light was blown out by the fan.
Kano Akiichi is familiar with this mist. He also saw this move in the battle a few months ago.
It's actually very simple, it's just poisonous mist.
Demon Slayer members who practice the breathing method will be poisoned and their lungs will be frozen, but they can barely move. However, ordinary people are different. The poison is also full of threats to the members. Ordinary people will die if they inhale it.
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This mist must never leave the house.
This house has been renovated once, and the innermost decoration materials are special materials blessed by sunlight, which can slow the spread of poisonous fog.
Kano Qiuichi was not afraid of poison, but he could not ignore it and could only hold his breath.
But Tongmo didn't want to give Kano Qiuichi the chance to protect others.
He used his attack skills with the largest attack range without any scruples: Vampire Technique, Fog Ice, and Water Lily Bodhisattva!
An Ice Bodhisattva more than ten meters high rises from the ground. The Bodhisattva's face is full of compassion, his eyes are half-closed, and he is looking down at Kano Qiuichi.
He stretched out his hand, which was bigger than Kano Qiu's entire body. His body broke through the roof and was exposed to the outside. The poisonous mist also took the opportunity to spread from the damaged roof.
There was quite a commotion here. Infernal Anjuro and Zhenjuro who were still resting at home were awakened, and Senjuro, who was slightly weaker, also woke up.
Purgatory Anjuro and Zhenjuro didn't bother to change their clothes, picked up the Nichirin Sword and rushed out of the house.
Just standing in the yard, you can see the Ice Bodhisattva not far away, which is far beyond the reach of manpower.
"It's the second string!"
Purgatory Anjuro immediately identified the Ice Bodhisattva with the ghost in his memory.
It's the same Uzumaki that Butterfly Ninja encountered before.
The vampire technique is made of ice, and the mist it releases is also poisonous.
Why did he come here and why did he launch an attack here?
If it's coming towards their Demon Slayer Squad, this doesn't seem to be the right direction!
"Is that Brother Akira?!" Senjuro also climbed out from the next door. He took a quick look and saw Kano Akichi standing on the roof, wearing red clothes.
"Kano?" Anjuro looked serious. He changed into shoes that were more convenient for walking and rushed to where Tongmo was.
"Kano!"
"Let me ask you, Miss Chidori, why do you want to live here? It turns out that there is a pillar from the Demon Slayer Squad here." Tong Mo stood on the shoulder of the Ice Bodhisattva and fanned leisurely.
"Two strings!"
"This hair color...are you Flame Pillar? Why don't your Breath of Flame hairstyles change? Since I became a ghost, your Breath of Flame hairstyle has been like this." Tong Mo was very curious.
When he asked questions, he did not forget to fan himself. The poisonous mist blown out from the gaps in the fan spread along with the night breeze.
"This mist is poisonous!" Kano Qiuichi drew a circle in the air with a pen, and he was about to draw the sun that almost killed Tong Mo. Tong Mo had already stumbled on it, how could he let it happen?
Completed by Kano Akiichi,
"What?"
However, Kano Qiuichi directly stretched out his hand to grab the lines glowing with golden light, stepped on the decorations on the Ice Bodhisattva, and reached a higher position than Tongmo in a few jumps.
Then continue painting.
Tong Mo opened his eyes wide: "Hey, hey, are you a little foul?"
How can anyone still take away the lines and continue to draw them?
He thought that by interrupting Miss Chidori's movements, he would not be able to draw the sun. But he had no idea that his Miss Chidori could still play like this.
Things are getting more and more interesting.
When Purgatory Anjuro heard that the mist was poisonous, he pulled out the Nichirin Sword and used the power of the sun attached to the blade to ignite the poisonous mist in the air and isolate the poisonous mist emitted by Tongmo within a certain range.
Zhen Shoulang also came to help.
It is true that he resigned from the Demon Slayer Corps, but this does not mean that he will remain indifferent when seeing ghosts appear.
So he picked up the knife.
This time Tongmo couldn't stop Kano Akira from painting the last few strokes.
The palm-sized sun rises slowly, illuminating the space as bright as day.
The poisonous mist spreading in the air melted like snow, and the tall Ice Bodhisattva also crackled and burned like a tree on fire, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tong Mo was standing at a high place. He was not hiding from shadows like he was in the house before. His exposed skin quickly festered and melted, and his white oak-colored hair fell off, turning into smelly smoke after being exposed to the sun.
The water after the Ice Bodhisattva melted was like sulfuric acid, corroding all the ground under his feet in an instant. If Xingshoulang and Zhenshoulang hadn't run fast, they would have been affected as well.
Kano Qiuichi took out a brand new scroll from his sleeve. He spread the scroll with a shake of his hand, revealing the painting inside the scroll.
It was a painting with only the sun.
And all Kano Akichi had to do was to put the still-melting Mist Ice Bodhisattva and Tōmo inside.
In another place far away, Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei plunged directly into a place where the sun could not reach. And Longchuan Zhuli, who was lying on the bed without drawing the curtains, was awakened by the sudden bright light.
When she opened her eyes, what she saw was not the sun, but her mother, who was screaming and rolling on the ground after being exposed to the sun. She was still holding the medicine that she had not put away, and her body was ignited with flames. Longchuan
Zhu Li hurriedly picked up the kettle and tried to help his mother put out the fire, but when Mrs. Longchuan saw Zhu Li in Longchuan, she completely lost her past gentleness and bit her beloved daughter fiercely.
Until her death, Longchuan Zhuli never understood why her mother, who had recovered, would attack her. She could only struggle in vain. The last moment she was conscious, what she saw was her mother's irrational face and crazy eyes.
What on earth... happened?
Longchuan Zhuli fell into a deep sleep with doubts.
The sun only rose for more than ten seconds before disappearing again. Mrs. Longchuan survived tenaciously because she was far away and drank the blood given by Wuhan.
Wu Kuan let the medicine she took roll aside, but she completely lost her mind and only focused on eating. Wu Kuan looked at her with disgust and ignored her.
They are just ghosts whose brains are clouded by appetite. They are obviously the lowest level of ghosts. It is normal that they cannot maintain their sanity now.
But it was precisely because of his lack of reason that she became what she is now.
What if she hadn't followed her instincts and made a big mistake?
It's already too late.
There is absolutely no going back.
Wu Pei didn't come out of his hiding place until the sunlight disappeared. His eyes were wide open and dizzy.
What kind of retard alarmed Kano?!
However, Kibutsuji Muzan calmed down immediately, and soon discovered which idiot had alerted Kano Qiuichi.
It's the mentally retarded Tong Mo!
But now there is no news about Tong Mo at all.
In other words, Tong Mo is dead.
As long as Tong Mo is still alive, even if he is in a coma, he can control his actions, but now Wu Mei's control is like a mud cow sinking into the sea, gone forever.
In the past, although Tong Mo was annoying, he would still come over in a hurry when he heard his summons. There was no deliberate ignorance at all, let alone the fact that he could not find the person directly.
Was he killed by Kano?
Realizing that Tong Mo, who he had carefully cultivated and drank so much of his own blood, was dead, Kibutsuji Muzan's anger that he had finally suppressed suddenly rekindled.
But thinking about Kano Qiuichi, he still felt that it was better to endure it.
He blocked up all the places where light could penetrate to ensure that another sunrise would not catch him by surprise.
Then he called Mingnu and sent him back to Longchuan's house.
At this time, the Longchuan family was so quiet that it could be called dead silence.
Wu Mei knew why the Longchuan family was like this. Before he left, he specifically asked the ghost to deal with the people in this family.
It seems that she handled it pretty well.,
Oni Wu Tsuji Mumei walked through the blood and corpses on the ground and arrived at the door of Longchuan Juri on the second floor.
"Longchuan." He called Mrs. Longchuan's name.
An answering voice came from a room on the second floor.
Kibutsuji Muzan opened the door and took in the entire room.
It is obvious that this is a girl's room. The furniture and decoration are all used by girls. The curtains decorated with exquisite embroidery are not closed, the quilt is still spread out, and there is a lone hand holding it up, with unfinished hair still stuck to it.
Dried blood.
"grown ups."
After seeing Wuhan, Mrs. Longchuan's lost mind suddenly returned and discovered what she had done.
The adults had clearly told me before that they could not eat that girl's food.
But myself...
She lowered her head and glanced at the body that had become cold and stiff, and couldn't help but shiver.
I will die, I will die, I will die!!
The adults will definitely kill themselves!
"Where's the medicine?" Wuhan ignored Longchuan Zhuli who died tragically. He even stayed away from her in disgust.
He didn't bother to care whether this woman was dead or alive, all he cared about was the medicine she was talking about.
Mrs. Longchuan searched on the ground and finally found the syringe that she had thrown aside.
Fortunately, the floor was covered with expensive and soft carpets, otherwise the glass needle would have been shattered by her careless movements just now.
Wuhan took the syringe from her hand. There was only half a tube of red liquid in the syringe. He removed the needle and put the medicine into his arms.
He did not kill Mrs. Longchuan.
Someone has to take over this mess.
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