"Ah, I came here when I smelled blood, and then I saw something I hate."
Sick Ye walked forward with somewhat delayed steps, glanced lazily at the two members of the Demon Slayer Corps holding Nichirin swords, and then glanced at the seriously injured lying nearby and those who were undergoing follow-up treatment. Maple night.
He hates the Demon Slayer Squad.
"Really, as mere mortals, you can just be eaten by us. Why do you always have to do some pointless resistance? There shouldn't be characters who resist ghosts."
Bing Ye dragged his steps forward and spoke as if complaining.
Although the whole person's movements were very ordinary and slow, an invisible depression gradually enveloped the scene, making the two members of the Demon Slayer Squad slightly breathless, and they looked at the sick leaf with frightened eyes.
Kanroji Mitsuri, who was squatting next to Feng Ye in the distance and acted as an assistant, was also looking at the sick leaf walking towards this direction with some surprise at this time. She couldn't help but cover her nose with her little hand. She could vaguely smell him. That strong stench.
This is a taste that cannot be described in words.
It makes people feel disgusted and... fearful.
As Feng Ye's wife and a doctor's assistant, I have been exposed to a lot of medicinal materials and weird smells. However, I have never smelled this kind of stench before. I only smelled it a little bit near here, and now it is stronger. Countless times.
And at this moment, the member of the Demon Slayer Corps who brought Feng Ye here had a wisp of cold sweat slipping from his forehead. He gritted his teeth, clenched the Nichirin Sword in his hand, and said in a trembling voice:
"Escape..."
"Doctor Fengye... you... run away..."
"Don't worry about this, let's go!"
He was the one who brought Feng Ye here. He couldn't let Feng Ye be killed by ghosts. At this time, even if he risked his life, he had to stop the other party and at least let Feng Ye survive.
It was this sentence that made Bing Ye's eyes move to Feng Ye again.
"Doctor."
He seemed to be feeling a little emotional and murmured: "How long has it been since I saw a doctor? Was it six years or seven years? I remember that I was always sick a long time ago, but now..."
At this point, he paused slightly, and then his voice gradually turned into a cold, emotionless contempt: "... There is no need for doctors to exist anymore!"
Uh-huh!
The next moment, his whole body turned into a beam of light, and at an incredible speed, he passed the two Demon Slayer members holding Nichirin Swords in an instant, and appeared in front of Feng Ye!
At the same time, his left hand suddenly swung towards Feng Ye's neck. His palm deformed in mid-air and turned into the shape of a blade, emitting a cold light in the dark night.
Time seemed to suddenly become extremely slow.
At this moment, the two members of the Demon Slayer Corps only had time to move their eyes and sights. The gazes in their eyes gradually turned into fear and shock, and their body movements were completely unable to keep up.
Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes widened, and she could barely see the movements of Yingye. Her reaction was also extremely fast. She tried hard to lift up the tool tweezers she held in her hand, trying to block Fengye's attack. .
But she didn't move fast enough!
Although he reacted, he was still a step too late. He could only watch helplessly as the tweezers in his hand kept getting closer to Feng Ye's neck, but in the end he was still a step too late!
Uh-huh!
A cold light flashed.
Feng Ye's body froze there, his vision froze, and a clear line of blood appeared on his neck.
"No!!!!"
Kanroji Mitsuri's heartbreaking voice echoed through the night.
She hugged Feng Ye, helplessly holding Feng Ye's head, and wanted to tie Feng Ye's head to her neck in confusion, but blood kept spilling from Feng Ye's neck, dyeing her body red. .
only.
Ganluji Mili, who was in a state of confusion, did not notice that there was no expression of fear or unwillingness in Fengye's eyes, but only calmness from beginning to end.
"Damn it!"
"doctor!!!"
Two members of the Demon Slayer Squad shouted and rushed over. Seeing this scene, their eyes turned red. Fengye had just saved their companions, but now they were brutally killed by the ghosts. The anger in their hearts was even suppressed at this moment. Past the fear.
The two of them rushed towards the sick leaf wildly, waving the Nichirin sword in their hands wildly, trying to chop the sick leaf into pieces, but the sick leaf just walked back and forth calmly, and calmly avoided all attacks from the light and shadow of the sword. .
"Angry?"
"Very good... I like anger very much, because angry people taste more delicious..."
Bing Ye calmly dodged the two attacks while speaking in a casual tone.
After taking another two steps back, he suddenly raised his right hand. In an instant, his fingers turned into a sharp dagger, which flicked towards the Nichirin Swords in the hands of the Demon Slayers and collided with the blades.
when! !
The clear sound of the sword sounded.
With such a simple collision, the Nichirin swords in the hands of the two Demon Slayer members shook violently. The jaws of the sword were almost cracked, and they almost flew out. They were each knocked back more than ten steps by a huge force.
"Then, how about you decide who to eat first?"
Bing Ye slowly put down his hand and looked at the two of them. The finger that turned into a dagger quickly returned to its original shape.
But that's it.
"Ahh..."
Voices full of anger, regret, self-blame, unwillingness and other emotions sounded from behind the sick leaf.
He saw Kanroji Mitsuri appearing there covered in blood, holding the Nichirin sword that he had taken from the side of the seriously injured person in his hand, and slashed the sick leaf from behind with all his strength.
This knife contained all her anger, all her regrets, and all her self-blame. She used almost all her strength like never before to strike hard at the sick leaf's head.
"Um?"
Bing Ye's pupils shrank, and at this moment he sensed a hint of danger. His shoulders melted in an instant and turned into a shield, blocking the top of his head.
The Nichirin Sword in Kanroji Mitsuri's hand collided with the steel shield made by his vampire technique.
boom! ! !
The shocking force of the impact caused the ground a few meters below the feet of the diseased leaf to roar, kicking up pieces of dust that swirled around like air waves.
The blade cut hard into the steel shield.
"Ahh..."
Accompanied by Ganlu Temple Mitsuri's voice of grief and anger, the blade stuck on the shield was pressed down suddenly, and it cut into the inside of the steel shield piece by piece. In the end, the light flashed and forcefully cut the shield. It split into two halves!
The light of the Sun Lun Sword flashed in the dark night, and a clear line of blood appeared on Sick Ye's forehead, spreading all the way, and the whole person was cut in half by this knife!
not far away.
The two members of the Demon Slayer Squad looked at this scene in shock.
Although Kanroji Mitsuri suddenly attacked from behind, as an ordinary person who has never practiced breathing techniques, even if the anger stimulates the full potential of the body, coupled with the sneak attack from behind, he can split the body of a Twelve Ghost Moon. , this is almost unbelievable!
If you join the Demon Slayer Corps and practice breathing techniques, you may be able to reach the level of your stepsons with a little practice. After a little practice, you can enter the palace and reach the level of a pillar!
Split the diseased leaves in half from the center.
The Nichirin sword in Kanroji Mitsuri's hand touched the ground, and she felt all the strength in her body dissipate. She lowered her eyes and looked at the ground. The blood and tears on her cheeks were mixed together, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.
It was her failure to protect Feng Ye.
She should have been more alert, moved faster, and reacted faster...
She had known for a long time that there might be danger here. She had known for a long time that Fengye didn't have as much strength as her, didn't have as fast a reaction as her, didn't have her speed. Everything was because of her, because of her carelessness at that moment.
Unexpectedly, Bing Ye would ignore the two members of the Demon Slayer Squad, and his target would suddenly choose Feng Ye here, and he also did something incredible. His hand deformed and turned into a knife, which was completely different. unexpected.
"be careful!!"
But just when Kanroji Mitsuri was immersed in endless regret and pain, a loud scream suddenly rang in her ears.
It was the Demon Slayer member who yelled.
Her mind froze for a moment, and when she raised her eyes to look forward again, what she saw was a sharp sword blade thrust towards her chest, and it was so close that there was no time to react or dodge.
This sword edge comes from a diseased leaf!
It was obviously split in half by her blow, but the blood line disappeared inexplicably at this time. She only saw the angry emotion in Ying Ye's eyes, and the sword that transformed into a sword and stabbed at her. Right arm.
The two members of the Demon Slayer Squad looked at this scene, and although they both shouted reminders immediately, it seemed that it was already too late.
I never expected that Kanroji Mitori could split the diseased leaf in half, nor did I expect that after splitting the diseased leaf in half, Kanroji Mitori would suddenly lower her head and lose all vigilance.
Only then did he realize that Kanroji Mitsuri was not a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, and he didn't know that he had to cut his neck to really kill the demon, but it was obviously too late. Things happened too fast and it was too late.
only.
When Mitsuri of Kanroji Temple was about to be pierced by the sword.
But there was another thing happening simultaneously.
Neither the two members of the Demon Slayer Squad, nor the seriously injured person who was in a coma, nor Kanroji Mitsuri, nor the Twelve Ghost Moons in Ikuha noticed the second thing that happened simultaneously.
That is…
Feng Ye fell in a pool of blood, and the blood flowing from his body was disappearing little by little.
And in his calm eyes, he quietly reflected the reflection of the entire world.
"I obviously want to experience this period of my life for a while longer."
"This is really..."
Chapter 37 starts from the village called Konoha
Kanroji Mitsuri looked down at the sword that was stabbing her chest.
Maybe it would be better to just die like this.
Although she was somewhat unwilling to avenge Feng Ye, she failed to protect Feng Ye. Perhaps it would be a suitable destination for her to die like this and then accompany Feng Ye.
But just when such lonely thoughts flashed through her mind, she gradually realized that something was not right. The loss and silence in her eyes slowly turned into a trace of surprise and consternation.
The edge of the sword was still stabbing her.
But for some reason, it became slower.
The closer to her body, the slower it becomes, gradually approaching complete stillness!
Kanroji Mitsuri moved her gaze in confusion. Looking not far away, she could see the surprised and anxious expressions of the two members of the Demon Slayer Corps. At this time, they were all frozen on their faces, as if they wanted to rush over for support. But they all froze in place, and their movements seemed to be slowed down thousands of times.
It's not just sick leaves and two members of the Demon Slayer Squad.
The whole world, in her eyes, has slowed down, thousands of times slower!
"This is… "
Ganluji Mili turned her head in confusion, then raised her hand, and easily touched the sword edge stabbed by the sick leaf, and then pushed it slightly, causing the sword edge to deflect to one side.
But the deflection speed still seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, becoming infinitely slow.
And just then.
A flash of surprise suddenly flashed in Ganluji Mili's eyes.
In this world that seemed to have been slowed down thousands of times, she saw the only thing that had not slowed down, and that was Feng Ye's 'corpse' lying in a pool of blood in the distance.
The flowing blood, at some point, silently gathered in the direction of the corpse, including the blood stained on her body, also silently separated from her clothes and flew towards Feng Ye's corpse in the distance.
In Kanroji Mitsuri's frightened eyes.
I saw Feng Ye's 'corpse' slowly standing up, all the blood was submerged into his body, his body became unscathed, his face became very calm, and he stood there quietly.
At this moment, he was no longer the doctor Feng Ye, but the supreme god who controlled the time scale and walked the universe.
"Feng... Fengye?"
Ganluji Mili stammered at this moment, and the Nichirin sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, pointing at Fengye: "You... you..."
Feng Ye walked slowly towards Ganluji Mili with a calm expression, until he walked up to her. In her half-frightened, half-confused eyes, he reached out and gently touched her head.
"This period of my life is over."
He spoke with a hint of regret.
Feeling a trace of regret in himself, Feng Ye felt a sense of joy in his heart, because gods would not have such emotions as 'regret'. The closer they were to gods, the more indifferent and ruthless they would be.
The fact that he can feel a trace of regret shows that the human part of him has recovered a lot, and it has completely covered up the otherworldly indifference and aloof divine emotion caused by the excessive growth of power.
"Life… "