"boom--!"
The roar of the explosion immediately spread throughout the street, and the heat and impact generated immediately raised large areas of ruins and stone dust!
Tanjuro and the three people who were closest were blown straight into the face by the air waves.
laugh!
Tanjuro stabbed his knife into the ground and managed to stabilize his body.
He raised his head and looked across the street.
A black blurry figure was leaning on the roof of the building.
It seems that there is no need for them to look for it.
This guy couldn't help but jump out on his own.
"Mr. Purgatory!!" Mitsuri Kanroji covered her mouth and nose. She looked at Anjurou who was closest to the bookstore and shouted.
Many pedestrians walking on the road were blown away by the sudden shock wave or buried under the rubble.
For a time, there were heavy casualties.
"Are you okay! Mr. Purgatory!" Kanroji Mitsuri shouted, and she was about to run towards Xing Jurou who was slowly getting up: "I'm here to help!"
"Wait a minute! Don't come here!"
Purgatory Anjuro stood up, wiped the blood from his forehead, quickly turned back, stretched out his hand to stop Kanroji Mitsuri:
"Danger!"
"Eh?" Kanroji Mitsuri was stunned. She looked at Xingshourou's extended hand, but her legs were already unable to stop the car.
Snapped!
Tanjuro reached out, grabbed Kanroji Mitsuri's arm, and pulled her back.
next moment.
Whoosh——
A spiral copper bullet shot out from the muzzle.
The surrounding firelight shone on the spinning bullets, causing the bright copper shells to reflect Kanroji's shocked expression in mid-air.
boom!
The bullet grazed the ends of Kanroji Mitsuri's hair, carrying hot wind.
Hitting a rock immediately left a crater.
"?!" Kanroji Mitsuri's face suddenly turned pale. She turned to look at the stone with a hole made by the bullet, her expression was weak.
On the rooftop across the street.
"Uh-huh-huh..."
"Look who I found..."
Pei Lang was lying on the roof, holding a simple sniper rifle in his hand, and he made an unknown sound out of excitement:
"Calm down, calm down."
"I have been waiting for this day for so long..."
He pulled the bolt, his hand trembling slightly, and ejected the bullet.
Bang!
The copper-yellow bullet case fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Click.
Pei Lang loaded the second bullet and leaned his face against the gun. His expression became extremely ferocious with excitement:
"Today...is the day I get my revenge!"
His eyes reflected the way Purgatory Anjuro stood up and turned around, his finger on the trigger:
"Go to hell! Purgatory Maki...ugh! Cough cough cough!!"
In the middle of shouting in a low voice and gritting his teeth, Pei Lang suddenly rolled up the whites of his eyes and twitched all over.
? !
Then, the whole ghost seemed to have changed his brain. His expression became nervous and panicked, his eyes flickered, and he looked away from Purgatory Anjuro.
He stared intently at the back of Kamado Tanjuro.
The pupils shrank suddenly, the eye sockets trembled, and the breathing became rapid.
found it…!
…
…
Infinite city.
Warm-colored lights illuminate the surroundings in the criss-crossing buildings.
"!!"
Snap.
Wuhan was wearing a white shirt. He turned into a child and was sitting on a wooden chair with his head lowered.
The book he was holding in one hand fell to the ground unconsciously.
"You damn guy...!!"
He stretched out his hand and covered one of his scarlet pupils, his tone trembling with extreme hatred and anger.
The injured arm still cannot heal, and now it can only barely glue the sections together!
Just now, he discovered the figure of that guy in the second line of sight sharing!
Although it was just a back view, Wu Mei could still recognize it at a glance!
It's definitely him!
Since the last meeting, Wu Mei has not been out of Infinite City for two days!
Tonight is the third day!
Creaking…
Veins clung to the back of his hand like earthworms. Wu Mei took a deep breath and forcibly controlled his brain for a moment.
After the last time, he also thought deeply for a period of time.
Wuxian finally believed that the haunting guy could not be measured by ordinary human standards.
Since there is an immortal creature like myself, it makes sense to have a second one...
only.
The last time they met, he suffered very few injuries.
Wumei slowly raised his head, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes, and there was slight pain in various parts of his body.
His crimson eyes like the flowers of the other side slowly closed.
Connect with the one closest to you in your heart.
…
…
The moon hangs high in the sky.
Far away from Tokyo.
Just now.
Mountain top.
Kamado's house.
The heavy-looking wooden house is now empty, and the charcoal cellar is full of white snow that has drifted in - even though spring is about to come.
Uh-huh!
The back of a tall and straight man wearing a snake pattern haori appeared at the door of Kamado's house.
Hanging on his waist was an old samurai sword with flesh and blood filling the gaps.
Clogs on the snow.
"Is this right here..."
Hei Shimo opened the six golden eyes that filled his face. The blood-red sclera seemed to be able to directly see the muscles, which was horrifying:
"Master Wuhan...the place where he met Yuanyi..."
He looked around, speaking calmly, and found that there was no human scent.
He has never been here.
Hei Shimo chose to hold the sword with his left hand and calmed his breathing. Unconsciously, he used the transparent world to hide his breath.
Although he still didn't believe it in his heart, for some reason, he felt faintly uneasy in his heart at this moment.
I'm... anxious...
Why is this…
Hei Shimo thought deeply in his heart.
Then, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the weathered wooden door.
Push the door open and enter.
Creaking…
The rotten wooden door slowly opened with a hard sound.
The room was pitch black, and there was no trace of human presence at all.
After seeing that no one was around, Hei Shimou slowly released his hand that was holding the knife and straightened his waist again, his expression unchanged.
"There's nothing..." Hei Shimo said to himself in a low voice, seeming to be faintly relieved again.
Just as he was about to leave.
Snap.
It seems that he noticed something.
Hei Shimo's head looked towards the wall in the room.
Uh-huh!
He drew his knife in an instant and casually drew a square shape on the wall that had been boarded up.
Bang!
The cut piece of wood and a square stone suddenly fell off and fell to the floor.
The thickness of the stone is obviously not as thick as the wall - this is a hidden grid hidden in the wall.
Hei Shimo held the handle of the knife and stretched the blade into the dark space on the wall that he had broken open.
laugh!
After noticing that there was a very thin object hanging on the blade, Hei Shimo frowned slightly, and then slowly retracted the blade.
After he saw the object hanging on the blade clearly.
"!!!"
Hei Shimo lowered his head. He looked at the thing in his hand, his six pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a huge shock in his head!
He froze on the spot, his mind roaring, and he gritted his teeth, not knowing how to react for a moment.
Taken out from the secret compartment.
It's in the hands of Hei Shimo,
It was a tattered, extremely old dark red children's sleeve.
This piece of clothing——Hei Shimo is very familiar with it.
This is.
The clothes Ji Guoyuan wore as a child.
