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Chapter 3 Demons

"Sir, what should I do next?"

The black-haired ghost casually threw Lin Chi next to Kuizhi and suddenly said respectfully.

At this time, on the roof of the cabin, facing the blizzard, a man in a black patterned suit and a white top hat stood.

The face exposed under the brim of the hat was extremely handsome.

The wind and snow were mixed, but he could not blow his hair or wrinkle his neat clothes.

This person is named Muzan Kimuzan. He is the first ghost that existed thousands of years ago. He is also the absolute dominant of ghosts and the king of ghosts.

Muzan Kimuzan lowered his head slightly, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

His figure flashed and appeared inside the house, with his back facing Lin Chi.

Muzan Kiri looked at his toes, which was a little red, and the place where he stood was full of red.

"It's so bloody, black hair, be elegant."

The black-haired ghost knelt on the ground, regardless of the blood and dust all over the ground, and he was trembling all over, completely different from the arrogant appearance just now. His hideous face was full of fear.

"Sir, I will pay attention next time."

However, Kimuzan Hirata said, "You haven't gotten the next time."

The black-haired ghost was stunned, and the fear on his face became even heavier.

"grown ups…………"

Before he could finish his words, a thick arm suddenly burst out violently from his mouth, causing the black-haired ghost to suffer in great pain.

Ghosts are no different from ordinary people in terms of pain.

The thick arm that came out of his mouth, his big hand like a palm-leaf fan clasped the head of the black-haired ghost, and then held it heavily.

"Click."

It sounded like the watermelon bursting

The black-haired ghost's head was squeezed and exploded.

Muzan Kibutsu sideways, avoiding the splattered blood, and then searches for the corpses that are gone on the ground.

The dead black-haired ghost gradually turned into red and black ashes, dissipating in this wooden house in the wind and snow.

Until his death, Muzan Kita didn't see him directly.

Muzan Kitsu first looked at Aoi and Lin Chi, then looked at the bodies of Nezuko and others on the other side.

At this time, he seemed to see the target he wanted, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes lit up.

"This little girl, you can carry my expectations and live like a ghost."

His target is Nezuko.

Nezuko closed her eyes, and on her little face as big as a palm, there was still a happy smile when she was sleeping beside her family.

In his sleep, Nezuko and the others were broken their necks and did not feel much pain.

With his footsteps slightly moved, Kimuzan walked towards Nezuko.

But he felt his ankle tighten, and then Muzaka Kisawa was stunned for a moment and stopped.

Muzan Kiri looked down and found Lin Chi tightly holding his ankles with his blood-stained hands.

"Hmm? Are you still conscious?"

Muzan Kiri was a little strange. He knew the movements of the black-haired ghost just now. His five fingers were like steel, shattering Lin Chi's face bones. If no one treats this injury, he will definitely die.

But this kind of serious injury can still retain consciousness to stop yourself.

"You are for your own relatives. Although you are useless, I like this last struggle for your loved ones."

Kimuzan said to Furu's interest.

Lin Chi, his consciousness has not completely fallen into darkness, but it is also blurred and has lost the ability to think.

But there was a sound of intermittent sound from his mouth.

"Don't... hurt... my family..."

"No...no..."

The voice was as faint as a mosquito, but Muzan Kita's excellent hearing still heard these words.

He squatted down and said softly to Lin Chi.

"You look very painful now, let go and fall asleep. You don't have the ability to change all this."

"Remember, weakness is the greatest original sin."

But Lin Chi did not respond and continued to repeat the words in his mouth, but the sound became smaller and smaller, and gradually there was no sound again.

Muzan Kiyo stood up, moved her legs and prepared to break free from Lin Chi's hands. Lin Chi's entire body was sliding with powerful force.

But Lin Chi was still tightly grasping Kimuzan's ankle and not relaxing.

Muzan Kibutsu tried it again and found that it was the same as before.

He shook his head, then waved his palm lightly, and a cold light flashed by, and Lin Chi's arms, from his shoulders to his fingertips, were all broken, and he could no longer catch Muzan.

"Even if I lose consciousness, I subconsciously want to stop me and protect my relatives."

"I haven't seen a few people possess your persistence in this thousand years, so I can't ignore it."

"I didn't have this idea at first, but congratulations, I plan to turn you and that girl into a ghost and work together for me in the future you grew up."

Muzan Kita cut his wrist and a bloodline floated out of the wound, then split into two in the air, floating into Lin Chi and Nezuko's mouths respectively.

"I look forward to meeting you again."

Muzan Kibutsu pressed her hat slightly down, then her figure flashed and disappeared into the dilapidated house.

Only blood, corpses, and a pair of siblings who are becoming ghosts were left behind.

…………………………

"So hungry, I'm so hungry"

After a while, Lin Chi slowly opened his eyes. After the ghost turned into a ghost, his arms had recovered, and the five blood holes on his cheeks and the cracks in his bones were gone, and no damage was left on his body.

Apart from some special means to control it, ghosts are basically immortal.

At this time, Lin Chi's consciousness was still blurred, and his body's instinct dominated him.

A heart-wrenching feeling of hunger came from his abdomen, and at the same time, a stream of fresh fragrance of blood poured into his mouth and nose.

Lin Chi's face immediately showed its blue veins, and then it was uncontrollable that the whole face was pressed against the wooden board, licking the blood on the wooden board.

Lin Chi licked the blood greedily, like a wild beast eating...

This blood is so damn sweet.

Unwilling to be in front of him, Lin Chi followed the blood and found the source of the blood.

It was a face he would never forget, it was Aoi.

Blood was constantly overflowing along Kuizhi's neck.

When Lin Chi saw Kuizhi's pale and unsightly cheeks, he suddenly woke up.

"What am I doing?"

At this moment, what he had done before was clearly displayed in Lin Chi's mind, causing him to fall into endless painful resistance.

The sweetness of the blood in his mouth also reminded Lin Chi what he did.

Lin Chi just licked his mother's blood madly and joyfully......

He covered his mouth tightly with his hands, and tears burst out from his eyes.

But after a few seconds of awakening, the sweetness of the blood smelled even more intense, and the hunger in the belly was far from satisfying.

The consciousness blurred again, and Lin Chi's eyes, unlike the previous red color, gradually became bloody red.

He tried his best to control his body, trying to stay away from Aoi.

But the ghost's nature is even stronger, which made Lin Chi uncontrollably release his hands covering his mouth, then open his bloody mouth, revealing the sharp fangs inside.

With tears in her eyes, Lin Chi's face was full of pain and twisted, but she slowly approached Kuizhi.
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