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Taro, the prostitute, held Mei's hand tightly and walked in the endless blank space.

The two of them kept walking, their eyes becoming more and more confused.

Forgot time and space, forget where you are going, and even who you are.

But his hands kept trembling, as if he was afraid of something, so he tightened his stern and held his sister's hand.

"Don't lose my sister this time."

Such a voice came from nowhere, and I don't know who said it, but it seemed to have been engraved into his soul. Even if the power here turned his entire soul into blank, it would not be able to erase the sound.

"Oh, are you really standing there?"

Xuan Hao stopped helplessly.

He turned his head and looked at the gradually disappearing backs of the departing brother and sister, and confirmed his thoughts.

Although everything around him was blank and there was no concept of time and space, he was very sure that he was standing still.

The brother and sister were his reference. He seemed to have turned around and left, but he did not move at all. It was not until the brother and sister turned around and left under the influence of his "language" that they began to distance themselves.

So it seems that he is the only one who is trapped here. If other souls walk out of here, they will probably go to "reincarnation", but he alone cannot leave here.

"Forget it."

With a gentle sigh, Xuan Hao closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the ragged roof, and in front of him was the body of the prostitute Taro who was gradually dissipating.

The long knife gently retracted the scabbard and he sat gently on the roof to rest.

This knife actually made him feel tired, not his soul, but his body.

"It seems that I can't last long..."

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“…”

Silence, everything around you has become strangely quiet since the beginning.

Yuxie Tianyuan frowned and focused on everything around him.

It has been a while since he followed the ugly winding ghost into the room.

The movement on the roof suddenly stopped, and the sound of fighting on the other side gradually drifted away, and at this moment he was left alone in the room.

It's a bit embarrassing, the target is gone...

The ghost was a winding army that had never appeared before. Yuxie Tianyuan was not aware of the other party's ability, but just followed Xuan Hao's order and chased in.

However, after he chased into the house, he could not see the shadow of the ghost at all.

If it weren't for the disgusting atmosphere everywhere, he even suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

"This ghost is indeed nearby, but where are you hiding?"

Yuxie Tianyuan had some headaches.

If he faced the battle head-on, he was full of confidence, but he didn't expect that this ghost would actually play the trick of hide and seek.

"Courtess, get out of here!"

“…”

No one responded, and it seemed that the provocation was useless.

So……

Accompanied by the sound of chain collision, the two Sun Wheel Knife connected together were carried behind by Yuxie Tianyuan.

The Sun Wheel Knife had been retracted and his hand left the hilt. At this moment, he looked unprepared.

There are indeed many flaws, but he did it on purpose.

"Swoosh--"

Sure enough, a slight sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

Although the sound is very small, it cannot escape the ears of Yuxie Tianyuan, who is the "sound pillar".

"Oh."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Yuxie Tianyuan's face.

Gently avoiding the sudden attack, he finally saw where the ghost was hiding.

It was a decoration placed in the corner like a vase, and this ghost came out of it.

I have to say that such decorations can be seen everywhere in places like brothels and will not arouse any suspicion. This ghost probably has arranged everything here long ago.

"All?"

Yuhu looked at the human in front of him who easily avoided his attack and felt a little confused.

But soon he realized that he had fallen into the trap. This human was deliberately retracting his knife and luring him out.

"bass--"

The wide blade cut the air and made a violent trembling sound, which was very fast, but the jade pot was not in a hurry.

"Hehe, forget it, I should have known that the pillar is not that easy to kill anyway."

He laughed and retracted back into the pot, avoiding Yuxie Tianyuan's slash again.

But this time he soon appeared again, with a strange smile on his face, "Hehehe~ I'm a Yuhu when I first met."

"The sneak attack failed, so I changed the strategy?"

Yuxie Tianyuan looked at Yuhu who seemed not going to continue hiding and mocked him.

"Well~ don't say that~" Yuhu's tone was frivolous, "Don't I want you to live a little longer? Before killing you, I want you to understand my art too!"

“Not interested.”

Yuxie Tianyuan picked up the knife without saying a word and rushed towards the direction of the jade pot.

"Don't say that, I think you should be able to understand it. Your taste should be considered very unique among humans, right?"

The jade pot didn't care about the oncoming blade, but just laughed and left a sentence, then retracted back into the pot with a whoosh.

Yuxie Tianyuan, who was sprinting, frowned and looked at the scene. He did not put away his knife and planned to break the pot.

However, the strange sound from the pot made him a little alert, as if something was about to come out from it again.

"Puff."

"Dangdangdangdang! Enjoy my masterpiece "The Miserable End of Geisha"!"

Yuxie Tianyuan's eyes narrowed because the sound of the jade pot came from behind him.

He immediately spread his arms, his body began to twist, and the two blades slashed out in the front and back directions respectively.

But soon the blade he cut forward stopped.

Because the figure that spurted out of the pot again where the jade pot disappeared was not a ghost.

“…”

“Is this what you call a ‘masterpiece’?”

Yuxie Tianyuan looked at the so-called "masterpiece" in front of him, and his eyes instantly ignited anger.

This is a hideous sculpture, covered in blood and made up of a woman's limbs twisted and pieced together.

The victims were probably all the geishas who disappeared from Flower Street during this period, and their fear before their death was still engraved on their faces.

The so-called "art" of jade pot is the appearance of human beings struggling in pain.

"I don't agree very much!"

"Forehead……"

Yuhu's laughing expression suddenly solidified.

Because he felt that the aura of the man in front of him suddenly changed.

A murderous intent like substance erupted from Yuxie Tianyuan.

He gently retracted the blade that almost slashed the dead man's body, turned his head and pointed the tip of the knife to another corner of the dim room.
Chapter completed!