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These are its last words.

Li Mo heard these two last words. The tone contained a carefree and relaxed feeling. He thought of his elder sister whom he had killed before. The look in her eyes when she was dying was the same as his mother's tone.

It seems that living is more painful than death.

If humans die with such thoughts in mind, will they become Buddhas?

pity--

"Ghosts will go to hell eventually. I have a question, what did you do to make them think that going to hell is still a good option."

"Oh, by the way, you're late. I've already killed your entire family."

Li Mo raised his head and the person he was talking to was there.

Under the moonlight, a small figure stood on the silk thread supporting the wooden house. It looked like a teenager or a child. It was all white, and had the same style as the previous eight ghosts that Li Mo had killed. It was not imitating those people, but it had transformed the appearance of those ghosts.

White hair, white skin, white clothes. The only non-white part is the face. The whites of its eyes are not white, but red, and the pupils are white. There are also red spots on the face arranged in a certain pattern.

The "Twelve Demon Moons" is a collective name for the "Upper Moon" and "Lower Moon". The demon in front of Li Mo is one of them.

The "Lower Moon" team.

"My family..." Lei gritted his teeth, anger burning in his body. Because of his negligence, his sister, brother, father, and mother all died in front of him.

My own family was wiped out in an instant.

"I am going to kill you!!!"

"I knew this would be the reaction. There's nothing I can do about it. Who told me to kill your entire family?" Li Mo said with a smile.

The real battle has begun.

Chapter 46: The Ninth

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, illuminating the white reflective silk thread. The white thread, like spider silk, sprang out from the hands of the inhuman boy and built a network structure on the open ground. The silk thread was harder than steel.

Li Mo swung the sword, and the blade of the Sun Wheel Sword turned red, with invisible flames and the tip of the blade spreading to the entire blade. As it twisted, the silk threads broke, and the no longer taut silk threads fell vertically to the ground.

He started running, and the other party used the tight lines with both hands, using them as sharp weapons. The lines chased him closely, and Li Mo used the tight lines to cut off the trees that one person could hug. The towering trees collapsed vertically, hitting the ground and stirring up a lot of dust. The view on the ground was blocked, and the figure of the man was lost.

Anger does not affect its fighting mentality. There is a "bloody battle of position exchange" within the ghost. This is a battle to determine the status of the "string". The lower person can challenge the higher person through this agreement. If he can defeat the higher person, he can replace the other person's identity. Failure means death.

He had gone through a "bloody battle of position exchange" and still won.

The battle mindset made it realize that the swordsman took advantage of the time it took for the huge tree to fall to block his sight and used the dust to attract his attention.

——So, where is he?

Lei lowered his head and saw the swordsman flying into the air.

The opponent's speed was very fast, but not so fast that Lei could not react in time. The ghost jumped back from the air, and the silk threads emerging from its hands were dyed red by blood. The red lines became much thicker in an instant, like a loom weaving a huge piece of silk.

"Blood Demon Art: Kesi Rotation!"

The dense lines tightened in an instant, turning into a net that covered the swordsman in the air. The network of red dead lines surrounded him from six directions, 360 degrees without blind spots.

"My family, my loved ones, everything I have has been destroyed by you! Go to hell, demon-killing swordsman. From today on, I will hunt down all demon-killing swordsmen."

Anger needs to be vented. The death of this person cannot repay one's anger. One must kill people, kill more people to vent. After that, one can look for a new family.

He fell to the ground tiredly, looking at the silk ball surrounded by red lines in mid-air, and waited until it was completely closed before blood fell.

——The sound that appeared was not the sound of flesh being cut.

"Why do you think I'm going to die?"

“Swoosh—”

The blood-red thread was replaced by a blazing flame. The swordsman used the sword shape to adjust his position in the air. He bounced off again at the moment of landing perfectly, and his body moved forward like a straight arrow.

"You're not dead yet!"

Lei retreated into the forest, and the blood-red thread continued to attack Li Mo under the sensitive operation of its ten fingers. But the opponent could always cut the blood thread with the Sun Wheel Sword in his hand.

In the past, it was the bloodline that cut off the swordsman's Sun Blade. But tonight, the situation was reversed. It was the swordsman's sword that cut off his own bloodline.

Lord Muzan said that I have the strength of one of the "Lower Moons". I haven't even found a new family yet, how can I die here!

"Breathing of the Sun——"

Li Mo approached Lei and was now within attack range. He held the handle of the Sun Blade with both hands. That was the Ichikata, the starting position of the round dance.

Memories emerged from deep in Lei's mind, memories engraved deep in his blood. It seemed that a long, long time ago, he had been slashed by a swordsman with the same sword style. It was like a revolving lantern, and the pain of each of the twelve sword styles piercing his flesh could not be forgotten.

——Incomparable pain.

Tired of thinking, it returned to reality, and the Sun Blade reflecting the cold moonlight had already reached its neck.

will die.

No, I must chop off my own head before the other party chops off mine!

"Qiang————!"

"You know what? When you say 'kill you', you'd better have already taken action. It's not too late to take action after you say it."

"Look, I killed you."

The Nichirin sword slid across Rui's neck, making a metallic sound, and at the same time, his body was cut into multiple pieces. The thirteenth type of Sun Breathing was created by Yoriichi Tsugumi when he saw Muzan, and it was a sword type that could kill the ancestor of demons with one strike.

The tired head fell to the ground, its eyes full of confusion.

Why is the opponent so fast? Isn't he still a few meters away?

It was all because of that moment. Why did I lose focus? What did I see? I clearly didn’t see the figure of that tall swordsman!

Soon, this doubt could only die along with the decline of one's own vitality.

From Li Mo's perspective, the health bar representing Lei completely disappeared, which meant that all the evil spirits in Natian Spider Mountain were dead at this time. The moon in the sky was very round and still in the east, not climbing to the middle.

"The ninth one."

"Damn it, I forgot to count when I killed my mother just now. How annoying!"

Li Mo complained to himself. It felt like eating instant noodles but finding out there was no sauce packet inside. It didn't affect the eating process but it just felt awkward.

But then I thought, I killed nine ghosts overnight. This is superb efficiency, and I can be called a perfect worker. Are there so many ghosts in Tian Zhu Mountain? I remember there shouldn't be so many.

My memories of the past are vague, so I am thankful that I can remember this place name.

Facing the moonlight, he called his crow. He told it to notify the people of "Hidden" to come and clean up the battlefield. Then he stood at the place where he died of exhaustion. There was no corpse of the other party here, only the destruction caused by the fight between the two.

In the battle with the Lower Rank, "Effectiveness" did not perform well. Its red line is a sharp blade, and it will be bloody if it touches it. But mastering "Full Concentration Breathing·Always Hit", combined with the Sun Breathing and physical fitness, the Lower Rank is not a threat to him, and he cannot kill it instantly with one blow.

As for tiredness, when he was chopping off the other person's head, Li Mo suddenly remembered its name. Human thinking and memory are often jumpy. Things that happened in the last second can be forgotten in the next second, and then remembered an hour later.

Remembering is remembering, but it is useless. The person is dead. He can still go to hell and nag the other person, saying, "I sent your whole family to hell. Are you happy?"

Don't let others drag you down to hell if you don't make fun of them, and become the laughing stock of hell together.

Later, Li Mo strolled around the spider mountain, and caught a rabbit for a snack. He waited for the arrival of "Yin". The human hanging on the wooden house and the bodies of the demon slayers on the road all needed to be dealt with by them.

When dealing with them, Yin confirmed through some unknown means that the person Li Mo killed was the Lower Moon Five, which meant that Li Mo was about to return to the Demon Slayer Corps and could become a "pillar" of the contemporary era.

——Of course, that was after meeting the lord.

Chapter 47: Lord

As an organization, the Demon Slayer Corps has a leader, who is honored as the "Lord". For the entire Demon Slayer Corps, he is like a father figure.

Come to think of it, many members of the Demon Slayer Corps joined the Corps when they were in their teens. They grew up step by step under the watchful eyes of their lord. It is right to show respect to such people.

——But Li Mo never thought that the process of meeting the lord would be so troublesome.

A few days ago, on the Natian Spider Mountain, Li Mo killed nine members of Lei's family, or more commonly Lei and his eight vassals. By killing Lei, one of the "Twelve Ghost Moons", he became qualified to become a "Pillar".

Before becoming a "pillar", Li Mo needed to go see the lord. The problem was the journey to see the lord.

"Is it so troublesome to meet the lord? How many people have been replaced?"

"Come to think of it, is this the first time in my life that a girl carried me on her back?"

"Is it necessary for the current "Pillar" to go to see the lord like this?"

"..."

Along the way, Li Mo asked a lot of questions. But they were destined to get no response, or even if there was a response, he couldn't hear it. His ears were blocked and he couldn't hear the outside world. How could he know?

His current condition is that his eyes are covered with black cloth and his ears are blocked with linen cloth. He can neither hear nor see, and can only speak with his mouth. If his sense of smell is not very sensitive, his nose will be blocked.

In this situation, talking is a way to relieve stress. However, Li Mo shut up while talking. Instead, he started to think about random things. He had been heading here non-stop since leaving Natian Spider Mountain, and was accepted by the "Hidden" people on the way, so he adopted this method.

I don't know how Zhengu is doing now? Has she teamed up with anyone? With her strength, she should have an easy time in an ordinary team.

Did Lei have eight relatives? Why don't I remember that many? Did its "family" die one after another? Oh, I remember now. It seems that its sister betrayed it and was then hung and burned alive?

As we walked, we kept digging up memories. But most of them were useless. The only useful information was that one hundred years later, the descendants of Hashibira Inosuke found the blue spider lily and then raised it to death?

Wait, is it blue or cyan?

All this thinking, entanglement, and questioning finally came to an end. Li Mo felt that he was being let go. Was he going to be replaced again? He said "thank you" as before. He had been irritated a lot along the way. The fact that the other party tolerated his nagging was worth a "thank you."

But this time he was not carried by someone else, but the black cloth on his face and the plugs in his ears were removed. He regained his sight and hearing.

After doing this, the "Hidden" next to him left and disappeared immediately. Li Mo had time to observe the environment he was in.

What I saw was a courtyard with lush trees in the corner, and I was right in the center of the courtyard. Next to the courtyard was a typical Japanese building with the doors open to reveal the tatami inside.

A man was sitting there.

He was a handsome man, but the purple area on his forehead ruined his beauty. If you looked closely, you could see that it was something like a tumor - like the marks left by a burn.

"My Lord." Li Mo touched the ground with one knee. He suddenly felt that this behavior was like the action of an ancient knight swearing allegiance to a noble. Then he thought of "my subordinates' subordinates are not my subordinates", and the leaps of human thinking were fully demonstrated at this time.

"I'm sorry for bringing you here in this way."

"It's okay, my lord. Do you have any instructions for me?" Li Mo said to his lord.

Lord: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Ubuyashiki Yoya, and I am the current Lord of Ubuyashiki. This is not the first time we have met, right?"

"Yes, my lord."

Li Mo had met Ubuyashiki Yoya before when the "final selection" started. When they met for the second time, Li Mo became more relaxed after hearing this. The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, and he himself does not like serious scenes.