The Black Death Mou smashed through nearly twenty walls, and finally stopped in front of Yuanyi.
Near them, countless windows opened quickly, and many people briefly leaned out of the windows to take a look.
But with just two glances, those heads quickly retracted, then disappeared completely, never to be seen again.
In the dark night, hundreds of figures took action at the same time. They took the most valuable things around them and fled into the distance in a hurry.
For civilians, since those violent noises are not inevitable sieges and massacres, they must of course quickly avoid battles that can break through dozens of walls and leave a series of deep marks on the ground.
It's not that no one wants to watch the fun, it's just that people aren't stupid either.
The previous battle between Gawain and Yuanyi took place outside the city, where the terrain was open and the view was wide.
Everyone feels more at ease when they watch.
Now this is a city, with buildings lined up in rows, so people naturally won't watch as if they were in an open space.
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Everyone has a safe threshold in their mind.
To explain, it’s….
Suppose you are walking on the road and see two people wrestling and tumbling in the street.
Then you would probably stand six or seven meters away from the two people, or even only two or three meters away and watch.
But if two people get into a fight in a restaurant, then under the influence of the closed environment, there won't be anyone around them for more than ten meters.
If it was a hot pot restaurant, then fine, most people would probably run out for fear of accidental injury.
Although people don't know Hei Shimo's identity, the damage he caused is terrible.
Of course the people around here were running happily.
Listening to the noisy footsteps, Hei Shimo sighed, then turned over and stood up.
"Ah."
Holding his knees and raising his head, Hei Shimo looked at Yuanyi.
"You guy... you are always so lucky!"
Having said this, Hei Shimo stood up straight, then tensed up his muscles, and his vampire technique began to be activated.
Vampire magic is the special ability that ordinary people gain after transforming into ghosts. Every ghost's blood ghost magic is different and belongs to their personal abilities.
In addition to the ready-made blood ghost technique, Hei Shimo, as a former member of the Demon Slayer Team, also learned the breathing technique taught by Yuanyi.
However, what Yuanyi teaches is the breathing method of the sun.
But the breathing method that Black Death Mou learned was derived into the breathing method of the moon that corresponds to the breathing of the sun.
Holding the long knife and using the breathing method, Hei Shimou pointed the tip of the knife at Yuanyi and continued.
"Whether it was a child or today, you can always meet someone who appreciates you more!
It's just that I didn't expect that even if you could restrain yourself for so long, you would actually meet someone who is qualified to teach you!
So, that person is the person who defeated you a few days ago?"
"beat?"
Listening to Hei Sheimou's words, Yuan Yi's childlike expression felt slightly sad.
Brother, we haven't seen each other for ten years. Even if you become a ghost, I still look forward to hearing a greeting from you.
Zhu Shi has proven that even the ghost turned by Wu Kai may not necessarily listen to Wu Kai's words.
Although it is just an extravagant wish, when I was in the dream, how much I wished that your brother would become a ghost like Zhu Shi, who could regain his heart!
Even the sins of your past cannot be erased.
But at least... at least in that case, I can still find my last relative...
There was a bit of pain in Yuanyi's eyes. He raised his head under the burning pain and silently raised his knife.
Buzz!
!
The Nichirin Knife in his hand gradually heats up, and then blooms with the color of the sun.
Near the blade, the steam of birds surrounded it, suffusing the surrounding night, making the already hazy night even more blurry.
And at the moment when the tip of the Nichirin Sword was completely pointed at Hei Shimo, Yuanyi spoke.
"Brother."
He whispered.
"I haven't seen you for ten years, I just want to ask you one question.
Do you have any regrets?"
"regret?"
Hearing Yuanyi's words, Hei Shimo was stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth wide.
"Why do you think I should regret it, because I escaped the fate of being destined to die under the stripes, or because I killed the Uyashiki family member who was always boasting but could not help me at all?
In other words, fate is one.
Do you actually think that I need to regret my current life?
When we live in the world, survival is the first purpose, and survival is the only and final instinct of life!
Everything I do has always been to survive.
So I won’t regret it!”
With a roar, Hei Shimou raised his sword and used the strongest move of the Moon Breathing Technique that he had trained in the past ten years.
In an unknown crypt in the distance, after feeling Hei Death Mo's movements through Hei Death Mo's perspective.
Swearing without mercy.
"Why do you have to go up so fast? Why!
Damn you bastard, ask that guy for information!
Who is that person, where does he come from, and where is he going!
What abilities does he have and what is his purpose!
Damn it, Yuanyi is no longer the most terrifying enemy. I’ll listen to your information carefully!
A new enemy has appeared, can you just...?!
"
After a moment, Wu Kuai's eyes widened in shock. He could no longer see the world in Hei Shimo's eyes.
As for why, he knew the reason.
Because at the last moment he saw, a burst of light from the sun under the moonlight obscured Wu Mei's entire field of vision...
At the same time, between Yuanyi and Wuhan.
As the two passed each other, their backs were turned to each other, not looking at each other.
Hei Shimo suddenly raised his head to look at the moonlight, silent and speechless.
After Yuan Yi took a deep breath, he let out an indescribable sigh.
After a long sigh, Yuanyi sheathed the knife and stood up straight.
With his back turned to his brother, he lowered his head and looked at the ground, and finally said.
"This is the sword I wanted to leave to Wu Mei.
Back then, he exploded his body and split it into 1,800 pieces, leaving me with no time to look around, and I finally survived.
That was my...last regret in life, so I practiced swordsmanship hard. Even though I knew that I might not be able to encounter Wuhan again, I still had to hone my swordsmanship so that I would not miss any opportunities again.
Please forgive me for not calling you brother anymore, Hei Si Mou.
I look at you who have committed countless sins but doesn't feel any regret at all.
The regret in my heart became more and more overflowing.
Our past should have been cut off by me long ago. After all, my brother who lost his heart is nothing but the body of a ghost.
I did something wrong, wrong for ten years, or... wrong for a lifetime.
But I think killing you would be a good idea.
So goodbye, Black Death Mou..."
Having said this, Yuan Yi put his hand on the scabbard and looked in the direction of Gawain from a distance.
Behind him, Hei Shimo suddenly exhaled a breath of turbidity after a brief pause.
The rotten bloody smell belonging to ghosts exhaled from the mouth of Black Death Mou.
After many years, Hei Shimo finally felt the feeling of approaching death again.
Ah, it turns out that death...may not be completely painful.
Except for the reluctance that has continued from then until now.
I... also felt a little relaxed.
After a while, Hei Shimo closed his eyes, and cracks slowly appeared on the surface of his body.
His body was gradually covered with cracks like broken porcelain.
However, Hei Shimo didn't feel any pain. Instead, in his eyes that gradually healed, he saw... long-lost happiness.
What year and month was that?
Yes, it's been a long time.
Black Death Mou... No!
It's Yan Sheng.
At this moment, Yan Sheng looked at his small body and arms, then forgot about everything and devoted himself to his life with his father, mother and friends from his youth.
First, he played wantonly like a child, and then he learned during the play that he had an extra brother.
However, my brother is so pitiful.
There was no tatami in his house for him to sleep on, and no servants to help take care of him.
My father has always been very strict with his younger brother, so strict that he didn't even want to look at his younger brother.
At this time, little Iwakatsu was hiding behind the wall, watching Yuanyi wearing tattered clothes, but feeding horses and herding cows with a happy face.
For the first time, Yan Sheng realized that his brother was actually such a...happy person.
Even if you have nothing, you should cherish everything around you that clearly does not belong to you.
Is this my younger brother?
From that day on, Yan Sheng looked for Yuanyi from time to time and brought some snacks that he had secretly hidden for his younger brother.
My brother is so pitiful that I must help him.
This is the only purpose of the small rock victory.
Yan Sheng sometimes wonders, if he lived Yuanyi's life, would he be as happy and satisfied as Yuanyi?
It should be possible, right?
Most definitely!
!
But Yan Sheng didn't expect that he would really live such a life...
On the day he was ten years old, he touched the edge of the sword for the first time and defeated his father in just an instant.
In less than two days, Yan Sheng lost his gorgeous clothes, exquisite food and shelter.
Yan Sheng found that his life and Yuanyi's life were turned upside down.
In the gradually shattered boy's hole, Yan Sheng seemed to see his original self.
Is it happy to live a life without being valued by your father?
I'm really happy because my brother's life has gotten better!
My brother can be happier!
But why, why is it obviously my father's decision, Yuanyi, but the look in your eyes when you look at me is full of apology!
Your happiness will disappear along with your current life.
Isn’t my past life so unworthy of your happiness?
You are not sorry for me!
I don't need your sympathy either!
I do not need!
!
especially…….
I don’t need, let alone want, to inherit something you don’t even bother to get!
!
When he was thirteen years old, after three years of tired and upside-down life, Yan Sheng knew for the first time what it felt like to hate.
That year, Yuanyi ran away. He gave up his identity as the heir of the family and gave away the things that his father and he cherished so much to him like rubbish!
!
Only trash needs to be given away!
I shouldn't be the trash in Yuan's eyes, no!
!
Year after year, Yan Sheng recalled in pain for many years, he became the head of the family as he wished, but lost his father.
He got his wish to see his younger brother who had fled for many years, but lost his family.
He followed in his younger brother's footsteps as he wished, followed behind him, and learned a series of powers such as the breathing method, the He Dao, and the stripes.
result…….
Death….
What I want to bring to my brother is a lifetime of following, helping, and chasing.
But his brother brought it to him.
There are only garbage that my brother disdains, and death...
Thinking of this, Hei Shimo turned his head with one last effort.
As he turned his head, the cracks near his neck spread rapidly.
When he turned his head completely...
His deformed head had also slipped from his neck and fell to the ground.
But Hei Shimo didn't think there was anything wrong. Even if the angle of view instantly dropped countless times, he just let out a leisurely breath.
Heishimou moved his lips and said softly.
"Yuanyi..."
Hearing this voice, Yuanyi was walking towards the distant body and gave him a hard meal.
You can't look back, you can't listen to anything that guy says anymore!
Kill the lord and take refuge without misfortune!
He has betrayed his identity as a human being and has no shame at all!
Such a person... such a person...!
"Yuanyi, I have never felt... that my life is not as good as yours.
It's you... who always feel... that I'm not as good as you!
Do you still remember the way you looked at me? Even just now, you were... pitying me.
Why do you always look at me with... guilt and regret?
I... hate you a little now.
I understand you too, haha."
At this point, Hei Death Mou closed his eyes with a smile. His body and head were evenly divided into 3,600 pieces in the air!
In that moment of collision, he had already practiced Yuanyi of the Six Styles, and was able to execute a super-level slash that surpassed Wuhan's back then!
But now Yuanyi, he didn't have any sense of accomplishment, but was shocked and painful, and turned around as quickly as possible!
On the ground, Hei Shimo had already lost his ghost body.
Complete death brings about the end of the human body.
Looking at the disappearing head on the ground, Yuanyi first paused, and then immediately rushed towards that head.
Where is that head from?
The last look of that head was that of his elder brother, Ji Kuni Iwakatsu!
!
…
…
When Gawain walked against a series of guards and strolled behind Ji Guoyuan.
Yuan knelt on the ground, holding the knife in his right hand, and was speechless for a long time.
I thought I had nothing left to lose.
My mother died eighteen years ago, my wife and children died thirteen years ago, my family members died twelve years ago, and my brother... died ten years ago!
But he didn't know until today.
It turns out that my brother's heart that should have been lost has always been hidden in the death that belongs to ghosts.
Now he truly has nothing...
Looking at Yuanyi's tired back, Gawain shook his head, came behind Yuanyi and patted his shoulder.
"I will teach you another lesson: as a man, don't regret anything you have done.
This guy Iwakatsu...is not a good guy.
A traitor is not worthy of most praise in any environment.
But when it comes to men, haha.
He is indeed much better than you.
Whether he is a real villain or a hypocrite.
As long as there are no regrets.
That’s at least very generous.”
Having said this, Gawain picked up Yuanyi, and after a brief silence, Yuanyi stood up with Gawain's strength.
Putting his arm on Yuanyi's shoulder, Gawain turned around and said to the soldiers who were on guard but did not dare to step forward.
"I'm going to rest, you all should get out.
By the way, tell your leaders and ask them to inform your chief master, Tokugawa Ieyasu.