After listening to the sun in the temple, everyone remained silent at the same time. Obviously, they did not expect that things would be like this. They thought that it was Muzan's savior.

In the pit, a human head had appeared in the place where the calves were broken - it was Muzan Kimuzan's face, but she had no hair, her head was bare, and her face looked extremely ugly, like a monk who had been robbed of incense money.

However, he had reached this point at this moment and really didn't dare to say anything to turn against each other. He could only say stiffly: "You guy! It's not a joke now... don't you fly? Take me away quickly! Leave here and leave Japan, I will never stay here again! It's good to go anywhere..."

"I still have a lot of money. We can go to a new country. As you said, it's better to take a boat or whatever..."

"I can also promise that I will never say anything to kill you again! Have you heard it? Have you heard it?!"

Faced with the only support that could intercept the Demon Slayer and Ashina Yanichiro, Kimuzan Muzan's tone was filled with a hint of pleading, and his words were sincere.

This short battle of more than an hour gave Muzan Kimuzan a new understanding of the insidiousness and despicability of humans, and the shock was no less than that of defeating Ji Guoyuan.

This time it even made him even more desperate.

Following Guoyuanyi, it is a rare genius in a thousand years, and it is essentially irreplicable.

But now, as long as there are ghosts in the other party's camp (especially Mingnu) and these supplies that can help the injured recover quickly, what he encounters may happen again.

Even as long as Mingnu was fast enough, he couldn't even kill anyone.

If he stays in Japan, his hiding place will be found sooner or later; if he escapes from this country, even if he loses his strength, he will at least have a chance to survive.

As long as he can be kept alive, everything is easy to say...

Maybe if you can go to the Nordic country, the night is very long, and it may be very suitable for his survival.

However, what he didn't know was that his ex-husband and close servant were not joking.

"Oh, do you still have to be domineering at me at this time?"

The sun in the temple was as smiling as ever, but there was a little subtle disgust in her eyes, "To be honest, I have been watching you play outside this 'ring' for almost an hour. I thought you could at least last until dawn and save me some workload.

"But you are just like four hundred years ago, useless...

"Please choose you as a container is my biggest failure ever. It seems that there is a gap between waste and waste..."

"What are you talking about?"

Muzan Kimuzan's eyes gradually widened, and his confusion became more and more obvious. Although he did not fully understand the other party's words, it did not prevent him from suddenly having a strong ominous premonition in his heart.

But in a blink of an eye, under the influence of the desire to survive, this ominousness turned into a hysterical rage, "No matter what you want to say, take me out of here first! Otherwise, I can't live, and I will definitely let you die here first!

"Don't forget, I turned you into a ghost! It's only a matter of a moment to kill you."

It was Kimuzan's instinct to control his subordinates with fear. He even forgot that the sun in the temple never took this trick.

"No, you said it was wrong."

The sun in the temple shook his head and squatted down slowly towards Xian Ichiro and others without any concern, allowing his eyes to look straight at Muzan Kimuzan.

"You said it was reversed.

"It was me who turned you into a ghost, do you still remember? Lord Sayashiki--"

After saying that, the facial features of the sun in the temple immediately changed slightly. The inner side of his brow bones rose slightly, his cheekbones tightened, and his eyes were slightly raised. His handsome face immediately became gentle and flat, and his temperament was completely different from before.

Seeing this face, Kimuzan's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip!

"It's you!"

The horrified voice was almost sharp.

He can't forget this face!

This is the last doctor responsible for treating him in the Heian era!

It was this person who prescribed a magic pill that could "strengthen the body" for him who was desperate as a human being.

It was also from that day that he began to become bloodthirsty and gradually became afraid of the sunshine. Until finally, he abandoned the surname "Sanyashiki" and became the ancestor of ghosts.

"Impossible, I've killed you long ago!"

"That's right. Since you were still human, you have no gratitude."

The sun's facial features in the temple immediately squirmed and returned to its original state, "But in your country, the soul will be reincarnated after death. Although you don't realize it, my reincarnation has been silently observing you. Make sure you can survive, make sure you can eat enough people, and force the souls that should be reincarnated, so that they can complete the transformation in your body..."

"Or what do you think, just with your pitiful fighting consciousness, could you escape from Ji Guoyuan four hundred years ago?"

At this moment, let alone Muzakaki Kitsumi, even the audience felt like they were hit in the head by a hammer.

"He's serious?"

Immortal Kawami stumbled between his eyebrows and asked about the tragic meditation of the lie-detection of the sensory lie.

“…It’s not like lying.”

Yu Ming Shinming shook his head, "It sounds like he is the one who created Muzan Kimuzan, and the mastermind behind everything. But I don't understand the purpose of his doing this..."

On the other side, Xian Yiro frowned and was speechless.

This guy who looks like the combination of Moonlight Butterfly + Angel in "Dark Souls" said that he had been observing outside an hour ago and should be very clear about the attack methods of himself and others. At this time, he showed his back without any defense, and was absolutely fearless. He expected that even if they took action, they would never hurt him.

But no matter what the reason is, even if the other party really wants to let Muzaka Kita die, Xian Ichiro doesn't think that he has to follow the ghost's idea.

The first sunshine in the morning...

Suddenly, Xianichiro remembered the sunshine that gave him the mark of "Sun Warrior".

For a particular person, the sunlight is stronger than the sunlight at twelve o'clock noon and has a certain special power, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most important thing in a day.

This ghost insisted that Muzan Kimuzan was killed by the sun... What is the purpose?

As he said that, with a try attitude, Xian Ichiro pinched the amulet tightly with no warning and raised his arms. At the moment when the lightning gun was formed, he threw it towards the sun in the temple squatting on the ground.

However, the other party did not turn his head back, but just crystallized his body-

The sunlight that formed the lightning gun entered the pure crystal and immediately turned into dozens of silver-green light rays and scattered back towards Xianyiro and others!

The densest paths immediately enveloped the places where Akaza and Proteo Taro were-

Akaza quickly avoided relying on her intuition, but Taro, the prostitute, was not so lucky. She was directly hit by three rays of light, and her heart instantly turned into smoldering ashes!

However, as long as the fallen hero is not dead, the prostitute Taro will be reborn from behind her, which is not a loss for the time being.

"What?!"

Everyone was full of souls, and they knew how powerful Xian Yiro's thunder gun was!

Even the Hidao could not cause too much trouble to Muzan Kimuzan, but a thunder gun could make him scream.

But unexpectedly, such a terrifying move was absorbed and used by this ghost.

And judging from the light that shone on the Proteo Taro, the temperature was enough to cook humans...

"Oh, is King Gwyn's thunder gun?"

Ignoring Kimuzan's aggrieved and deceived expression, the sun in the temple slowly turned around, "That was a very powerful miracle. I really miss it when I saw it here.

"But, for someone who has already cracked it, the lightning gun has no effect...

"If it were a sun gun, I'm afraid I'm still worried."

Another bunch of uncommon names.

Immortal River suddenly felt like a big head.

But Xianichiro couldn't care about so much and asked sternly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Ah, look at the birthmark on your chest. You are a sun warrior. Then you should come from the same place as me..."

The sun in the temple obviously had some misunderstandings and was not aware of the existence of the system. He continued to talk according to his own ideas, "Why not guess?"

"What are they talking about? The same place?"

Fukukawa said suspiciously, "Did this ghost also come from Ashina?"

“Not that simple…”

Wuming Yu Xingming unknowingly took out the rosary and fiddled it, "Let them continue to talk first."

On the other side, after a brief silence, Xianichiro squeezed out a name from his mouth.

"Eldridge?"

This deep saint Eldridge, the boss in "Dark Souls 3", is one of the five kings of the salary, and is famous for his horrifying cannibalism.

In order to survive in an era without fire, he even devoured Gwendelin, the last son of the Gwen family, to gain power.

"Did you say that drowning stupid pig?"

The sun in the temple glanced at Muzan Kimuzan with a faint look, "He hasn't gotten up yet, and he doesn't have such intelligence. But there is nothing wrong with the direction you guessed..."

【Never get up yet!】

Xianichiro felt that he had vaguely grasped a key message.

But since the other party said that he was not Eldridge, he thought he was very smart.

In addition, he claimed to have cracked the thunder gun and has been lurking around Kimuzan with a gentle face...

Another name emerged in Shinichiro's mind.

"Sharifen."
To be continued...