455, Death of the Demonic Ghost (2/2)

In the dark night.

The samurai on the towering gatehouse picked up a piece of rag and carefully wiped the blood on the blade of the ‘superior sword’. Seven lotus flowers rose from the red-lined blade.

Shadow pythons swam around.

Blood splashed all over the sky.

The bodies of headless ghost warriors were thrown down the gatehouse.

The commotion caused by the invasion of the Heike samurai by the evil spirit had subsided.

Four bowls of soul-collecting rice sealed with evil spirits were sent into the shadows by Su Wu. The pythons swam in the darkness, and their bodies twisted from time to time. Even if Su Wu used the ‘intention’ like the ocean to subdue the ‘Hand of the Corpse Demon’ at full load,

it was a bit stretched at this time.

The shadow world connected to the Hand of the Corpse Demon was loaded with too many things.

It had exceeded the critical point.

The strong strange charm emanated from him uncontrollably, which added a bit of terrifying evil spirit to him.

He picked up the ‘Big Red Lotus Taizang’.

Among the seven lotuses rising from the sword, except for the three lotuses that had already closed, the fourth, fifth, and sixth lotuses had absorbed enough strange rhymes when they had just killed nearly ten ghost warriors in an instant - the sixth lotus even contained a 'disaster-level' incomplete and fierce ghost!

The six lotuses closed one after another,

leaving only the seventh lotus, which, even though it also absorbed a large amount of strange rhymes, showed no signs of closing at all.

Under the gatehouse.

Ping Lingsheng looked ahead, his expression seemed quite calm.

But his heart was actually beating like thunder, his scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to look up and look at the warriors on the gatehouse, fearing that his eyes would meet with the other party, and he would provoke the other party to attack him directly the next moment!

Even those ghost warriors who attacked and killed 'Inoue Zhuzhao' retreated half of them.

At this time, there were still more than ten ghost warriors surrounding Ping Lingsheng. He still didn't feel safe at all. He felt cold all over and his life was in the hands of the enemy on the gate tower!

Inoue Zhuzhao's horror was almost comparable to his fourth brother, Ping Zhisheng!

His fourth brother was the number one ghost warrior on Dongliu Island!

Ping Lingsheng had no confidence in confronting an enemy similar to his fourth brother!

He was not the only one who had no confidence at the moment?

The Yin-Yang Master "Kazama" beside him, the ghost warriors gathered around, and the ordinary warriors were all silent. They didn't dare to look at Su Wu who was sitting comfortably on the gate tower. They only dared to stare at the corpse of his companion who fell from the gate tower!

With just one counterattack,

Su Wu deprived all the enemies of their fighting spirit!

"Second Young Master.

The only solution now is to temporarily withdraw from the battle and seek support from the Fourth Young Master.

As long as the Fourth Young Master takes action, the outcome will be a foregone conclusion!" Feng Jian suppressed the fear in his heart and suggested to Ping Lingsheng beside him.

Ping Lingsheng had wanted to withdraw from the battle for a long time,

but he had never found a way out.

Feng Jian's words at the moment just gave him a way out.

He maintained a calm expression on his face, but because he deliberately kept his face tense, his facial muscles were stiff and he lost all expression.

Ping Lingsheng nodded slowly and said, "A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

I will remember the humiliation of Inoue Zhuzhao today.

I will repay him handsomely in the future!"

Second Young Master Ping spoke in a low voice, fearing that his words would be heard by Su Wu on the gate tower.

Su Wu on the gate tower was sitting cross-legged, using his mind energy to suppress the increasingly restless hands of the Shi Tuo ghost, gradually bringing it under his control.

His current situation was not good either.

There is still enough energy to carry out another attack, but after the attack, it is unknown what the state of the hand of the corpse ghost will be.

Therefore,

Su Wu also deliberately maintained a stalemate with the enemy of the Ping family.

In the stalemate, he delayed time and recovered himself, so as to achieve complete success next time and wipe out the enemy of the Ping family.

Ping Lingsheng didn't know Su Wu's strength, but he felt that even if the opponent was just standing on the gate tower, he had a strong sense of oppression, which made him unable to breathe. He just wanted to leave the battlefield quickly and seek support from his fourth brother.

He turned his head slightly,

glancing at Ping Lingzi in the thornwood cage behind him, and said expressionlessly: "Lingzi, next you will lead a team of 500 warriors to fight against Inoue Zhuzhao."

Here, he paused, and then said: "You have a marriage contract with the demon king Shuten Douji.

When your blood is shed, it can attract the attention of Shuten Douji.

-That is your best chance to stop Inoue Zhuzhao!"

Ping Lingzi raised his head slightly when he heard this, and looked at his second brother Ping Lingsheng, and asked with a smile: "Brother, why do you think that I will honestly accept your request?

Let me Leading five hundred ordinary warriors to die,

My brother left here under the protection of the ghost warriors--Why wasn't my brother the one who deserved to die? "

"Because of the family's righteousness!"

Ping Lingsheng frowned and said in a loud voice: "You are an ominous person. Your birth killed our common mother! But the Ping family did not abandon you because of this. Instead, they let you enjoy fine clothes and delicious food and grow up without worries!

Now it's your turn to repay the family.

What reason do you have not to die for the family? ! "

Mother...

Hearing Ping Lingsheng's words, Ping Lingzi was slightly stunned.

She actually didn't have a very specific concept of 'mother', a person who is extremely important in everyone's life.

After she was born, her mother died of excessive blood loss.

Ping Lingsheng mentioned 'mother' at this time, which made Ping Lingzi feel ashamed and panic instinctively.

When she was born, her mother died.

No matter what, she is inseparable from her mother's death.

It was precisely because of her birth that her mother died!

The second brother's words made Ping Lingzi unable to refute.

She was in a daze, and finally her thoughts became firm, because Ping Lingsheng's words began to fall apart.

I have always lived in shame and fear,

At this moment, it seems that as long as I die for my family, the shame, fear, and uneasiness that have been with me since birth will disappear——

Ping Lingzi looked numb.

Ping Lingsheng glanced at her face, sneered and took off the sword from his waist, and handed it to the torn woman in the thorn wooden cage: "Take the sword and fight for the Ping clan - this is your destiny in this life!

you live,

Just to repay the debt, Ping Lingzi! "

"How can you say that? Mr. Ping Lingsheng!"

At this time, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the thorn wooden cage.

The voice interrupted Taira Reiko's thoughts that were tumbling endlessly in her mind and could not find an outlet. She lowered her head and looked at the dwarf shikigami who was originally used to monitor her, but turned out to be the dwarf shikigami who accompanied her when she grew up.

The evil ghost's long ears trembled,

It tried hard to maintain a serious expression and looked up at Ping Lingsheng: "I have been serving Miss Masako during my lifetime, and I am the servant who has accompanied her the longest.

Miss Masako has always been a kind and gentle woman, and she has the same love for her five children.

She takes good care of her children and cherishes you like pearls.

For example, Mr. Ping Lingsheng, you have enjoyed Miss Masako's favor since you were a child, and this favor lasted until the day of her death - Mr. Ping Lingsheng, who was so favored by her, does he feel that he owes Miss Masako? !

If even Mr. Ping Lingsheng, who was so favored, had never owed anything to Miss Masako,

Why should Miss Taira Reiko, who has never been with Miss Masako for a day and never felt maternal love, be so indebted to Miss Masako? !

Did her birth lead to the death of Miss Masako?

However, Ping Lingsheng probably didn’t know that Miss Masako longed for the birth of Miss Ping Lingzi more than anyone else. Miss Masako has never regretted giving birth to Miss Ping Lingzi!

There was no such thing as a debt between them.

It’s the Ping clan——”

Ping Lingsheng was startled by Tian Xie Gui's sudden voice, and heard the other party mention his biological mother, so he paused for a while, but the more he listened to Tian Xie Gui's words, the more he felt that something was wrong. The eyes of the second young master of the Ping family burst out with anger. With the flames burning, he suddenly pulled out another sword from his waist, and penetrated Tian Xie Gui's head with one sword!

"Tian Xiegui, you were used to spy on Ping Lingzi - and now, are you also bewitched by her?!

Your words are really noisy! "

Uh-huh!

The knife pierced Tian Xie Gui's head, completely nailing him to the wooden cage behind him!

Ping Lingsheng held the hilt of the sword, and his anger did not stop. The strong charisma followed the sword in his hand and continued to flow into the body of Tian Xie Gui. Tian Xie Gui's body began to expand rapidly, twisting and giving birth to huge tumors!

"You useless shikigami!"

The rich and mysterious rhyme made Tian Xie Gui's body swell into a ball shape, with purple and black veins all over his body!

Its wrinkled face was stretched out by this charm!

The whole body is on the verge of disintegration!

"Heavenly evil ghost!"

Ping Lingzi's blank mind resumed functioning. She shouted urgently at the evil spirits, and wisps of charisma emitted from her body. However, as soon as those charisma were released, the chains of killing stones surrounding Ping Lingzi suddenly became more entangled. tight!

The chains are tightly wound,

It left her unable to exert all her strength, let alone use the powerful and cunning power she contained!

The sword that Ping Lingsheng handed her fell to the ground because of her weakness in her hands!

"Heavenly evil ghost!"

Ping Lingzi's eyes were red, looking at the cracks all over Tian Xie Gui's body, she murmured to herself and shed tears.

"The old man has lived for more than fifty years!

Miss Taira Reiko!

It’s nothing if I die! "

Tian Xie Gui shook his head with all his strength, and a funny smile appeared on his face with blurred features. Its dark eyes stared at Ping Lingzi closely, and then said: "The important thing is - Miss Ping Lingzi -

You must bravely pursue your own future——"

boom!

The accumulation of strange charm in Tian Xie Gui's body has exceeded the limit,

Its body suddenly exploded,

A cold feeling fell on Ping Lingzi's face.

Hearing the loud sound of the explosion, Ping Lingzi stretched out his hand to salvage something, but his fingertips only touched the erratic smoke.

The evil spirits turned into smoke and disappeared, as if they had never been in this world.

Its death was extremely light.

But Ping Lingzi felt that a wound had been opened in his heart!

The wound was bleeding out, proving that she was not made of iron and stone, and was not a heartless thing.

Beyond that wound,

A little light came through.

"It seems that you no longer have the intention to serve our family!" Ping Lingsheng frowned at Ping Lingzi, who looked dull, and gestured to the ghost warrior beside him, "Cut her blood vessels and let her bleed to death. ——Attracting Shuten-douji-sama’s attention!

This is how a Taira warrior should die! "

The ghost warrior was ordered to pull the chain connected to Ping Lingzi's wrist.

Ping Lingzi felt the coolness on his hands and wrists.

When she lowered her head, she saw that her bound wrists had been cut open with bloody wounds, and blood was gushing out of her veins - but she felt no pain.

The pain in her heart far exceeded the wounds on her wrists.

The words of Tian Xiegui before his death circled in her mind over and over again,

The surrounding ghost warriors surrounded Ping Lingsheng and began to break away.

Ping Lingzi looked around, her eyes were not focused.

She raised her head,

and saw the tall figure standing up again on the gate tower.