"Damn stinky old man!"

After realizing what happened, the furious Wu** kicked the thin Sang Ciwulang aside and shouted loudly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Why do you want to ruin my good things again? You should lie down well after taking the medicine!"

"I've wasted so much blood. How can I explain to that guy then!"

What he called "that guy" naturally refers to Muzan Kimuzan.

Although Mingnu only gave him two bottles of blood, that was the weight of three people. How to allocate it depends on the actual situation.

——Of course, when Sangdao Ciwuro was not qualified to become a ghost, the blood naturally became two people.

But after experiencing what happened just now, most of the second bottle of Ghost King blood splattered into Mingzhu's mouth, and only the remaining stars were sprinkled on the ground, and most of them were seeping into the gaps in the straw mat.

Lu Yue glanced at him in anger and found that even if he lay on the ground and licked the remaining blood, he probably wouldn't get much.

Besides, even if he licked enough blood to become a ghost, that little blood would not be enough to make a weak human like him, the Twelve Ghost Moon!

If Muzan Kimuzan had known, he would have wasted so much blood...

Not to mention getting more blood promotion to Twelve Ghost Months, it’s hard to say whether you can survive!

When things got to this point, Lu Yue finally understood that his desire to become the Twelve Ghost Moon was completely ruined.

Thinking of this, Lu Yue was even more angry and kicked his former master hard and was still not relieved.

He suddenly went crazy and overturned the table, smashing the bowls, chopsticks, wine pots on the body of the hateful old man. With the bumps and bumps, he saw bright red blood seeping out from his pale hair.

The old man was extremely unconscious and let out a few painful moans, but it only made Lu Yue's atrocities worse.

It was not until the roar of the sound pillar behind him that he rang densely, which forced Yu Yue to react to his current situation and suddenly broke free from his boundless anger.

"How come you forgot this guy!"

Lu Yue turned around pale.

He knew that as the current chanting pillar became more and more ghostly, even those elephants could numb apart and eventually failed.

This sing pillar that drank at least one bottle and a half of the blood of the Ghost King will wake up soon.

Since he, Dao Yu-Yu-Yu, failed to become a ghost, and if he continues to stay here, he will probably become the other party’s food.

And who knows how strong this guy can be?

You know, Lei Hu Swordsmen are all known for their speed, and they will only be faster after becoming a ghost!

You have to run away, otherwise it will be too late.

Moreover, Wu Yue can no longer go to the cave to find Mingnu's "eyes" to report the progress of the mission, but must escape directly-

Escape to a place where no one can find him, whether human or ghost.

For example, the cold Hokkaido.

After making up his mind, Hu Yue's eyes were fierce, he lifted the knife and cut a big wound on Ciwulang of Sangdao. The thick blood immediately splashed out, and the current Mingzhu's roar immediately became even more violent.

"The old man in the way, be the first food for his beloved disciple!"

"I think it's more suitable for you to be eaten by a ghost than being beaten into a sieve by a gun. It's also a place to bury."

"As for your knife and money, I accepted it as a souvenir...Master."

The reason why Yu Yue wanted to give Sammoto Ciwulang this was first to vent his anger, and the second was to buy himself time to escape.

After all, ghosts smell bloody smell and can hardly control their appetite, especially ghosts that have just been born, have basically no reason. Most of them have to recover their thinking ability after the first meal (the system transformation is not subject to this restriction).

After doing all this, Lu Yue left the cottage with two knives and the old man's life savings (he dared not touch Mingzhu's clothes), and followed the steep slope path that only he and his master knew, and used breathing methods to flew down the mountain.

Walking on this road, you can leave Tokyo directly or avoid the army troops coming from the right way - after all, he has no confidence to dodge bullets.

As he fled down, a rush of coolness came from the guekuyu on his neck, calming down the panic of Lu Yue.

Soon, he began to plan in his mind how to avoid ghosts and police, which knife to sell, and how much to sell...

in short.

He, Inata Yuta, not only betrayed Sangjima Cigoro and the Demon Slayer, but also betrayed the police, the army, and Kimuzan Moeba.

But in order to survive and become the final winner, he must do so.

"Goodbye, Taoshan!"

Meanwhile, inside the Taoshan hut.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Um, yeah, yeah—"

The current Mingzhu's white eyes quickly turned into scarlet, his body twisted and rolled back and forth on the ground, his clothes were broken by the swelling muscles, and the black blood vessels like small snakes would rush under the skin.

As an old-fashioned singing pillar, he can actually gain power beyond ordinary winding by just drinking a little blood.

But due to the small accident before, the amount of blood he consumed at this time had slightly exceeded the upper limit of his ability to withstand, so the process of ghosting became so painful.

Of course, without the body collapsing, the more blood the Ghost King is absorbed, the stronger he will become.

After struggling like this for about half a minute, his skin was blue and black, his hands and feet stretched and widened, looking like the sharp claws of a huge bird of prey, and only his facial features remained human.

In addition, a violently shaking bag suddenly popped up under his ribs, as if a monster lurking under the black water.

Soon, the "monster" pierced his tough bones, muscles and skin, accompanied by a nauseating tearing sound, and two unique arms grew from the broken wall.

The reason why it is called unique is that the end of the arm is not a palm composed of fingers, but a long kiss that can be pinched by crocodiles, which are covered with layers of sharp teeth.

When the final change was completely completed, Mingzhu finally opened his two orange eyes while gasping violently, and his tiny beast-like pupils looked cruel and ruthless.

The difference between him and Lu Yue had just transformed into a ghost was not big. He immediately felt a sense of emptiness. A strong appetite that was urgently needed to be satisfied was stirring his internal organs, and the strong smell of blood in the room robbed him of his attention.

"Food...blood...flesh..."

He muttered scattered words that could not be connected to the complete sentences, and crawled towards Ciwulang, Sangdao, like an animal.

He casually tweeted the low table pressing on Ciwulang of Sangdao into several flat pieces of cut-out fragments. The latter flew out and made several small holes on the wall of the cottage.

Mingzhu came to the top of Ciwuro Sandao with hunger and thirsty eyes, gently twitching his nose, and unstoppable saliva dripped around the latter.

"Food...Food..."

He was almost unreasonable and turned the old man with one finger. He was about to aim at the mouth of the throat and sucking the blood in the artery with a big mouth, but his body seemed to be pushed by something and suddenly sat backwards.

At this moment, at least from the sitting position, he looked a little bit like a human.

"Food...Master?Master?"

Mingzhu suddenly opened his eyes in horror and confusion, and a tone of doubt was conveyed from his hoarse throat, "Who is the master...who is the master..."

But after just a little thought, he suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if something was emerging from the depths of his brain and replacing his consciousness!

You can't eat this person! He is the master!

A voice yelled at him, his tone was stern and sad, constantly hurting his fragile brain from the inside, forcing him to stay away from Sangdao Ciwuro.

"Who is talking? Who is the master! Who is the master! Who is the master!"

Mingzhu yelled with his head in his arms, but his body that had just stood up was tilted because he lost control and hit back and forth in the narrow room.

But the small room could not bear the strength he had now.

Mingzhu accidentally knocked through the wall with his shoulders and fell outside.

At this time, the wind on the top of the mountain blew through him, finally bringing the smell of other humans.

Or, the taste of food.

He raised his head in pain and looked in the direction where the smell came. The ** in his eyes gradually turned into a cunning and fierce beast like a beast.

"People, many people... are there!"

"If you can't eat Master, then eat them!"

He lay on the ground and repeated, the smell of blood in his eyes getting heavier and heavier, "If you can't eat Master, then eat them!"

Since then, he has reached a compromise with the sound in his mind and finally no longer feels pain.

He suddenly pushed back his right foot, stepped on a small pit in the solid ground, spitting out a wave of white mist from his mouth and nose, and strange green lightning appeared all over his body, crackling like a group of birds chirping.

Excluding the condition that he is already a ghost, we can see that the move used by Mingzhu is exactly the thunder breathing, one-type, and a flash of thunder.

This is his natural blood ghost technique!

The next moment, he suddenly shot forward like a green cannonball, pulling out a long green light and shadow.

Accompanied by the terrifying detonation, the sound pillar disappeared in a moment, with only the rich smell of burnt and the electric sparks in the air remaining here.

However, a few seconds later, all the trees on the orbit of the singing pillar broke, and countless green Mars emerged from the fault, igniting a terrifying green flame!

The huge pine tree was instantly ignited and spread quickly to the surroundings as if it was oiled...

In this way, with the sound of gunfire and cannons coming from the hillside and the shrill screams one after another, the faint green flames gradually occupied the top of Taoshan, forming a huge beacon tower.

The unique flame with an unusual color quickly attracted the attention of the people of Arakawa District.

Immediately afterwards, I noticed the fire was Asakusa, which was next to Arakawa.
To be continued...