The other party roared in a cold and irritable voice.

He kicked it, but Kitagawa Temple trickled by it.

“……” Kitakawaji.

Looking at the other person's excited expression, Kitakawaji couldn't help but shake his head.

The person who blocks himself...his originality... Actually, Kitagawa Temple has known it for a long time.

There are things like "spirits" and "longings" in this world.

So what would happen to the original owner of this body when Kitakawaji traveled through this world?

The other party may be the original Kitagawa Temple.

The Kitagawaji who was bullied by Nana Hoshino and lived under high-intensity pressure.

"Due to the instability of Huangquan, this place has become a path for existence in the present and hidden worlds, so I can meet you like this. But—"

The other party stood there, looking at Kitagawa Temple with a dull look.

"You don't seem to be surprised?"

Faced with this sentence, Kitakawaji shook his head and replied calmly: "I have had a relationship between the Future and Mou Chiying's Tomb before, so I have imagined such a situation."

"Is that?" The original owner savored the sentence, then raised his head: "Now I can no longer return to my body."

"but--"

The other party's eyes widened, his eyes full of resentment.

"But I can stop you from moving forward here!"

He held the death hammer in his hand, and the death aura lingered on his body.

As an individual who has something to do with Kitakawaji Temple, the other party can also use the Kitakawaji's abilities in the series of Kitakawaji's abilities.

The gray-white scented miasma on the lake gathered together to completely isolate the outside world.

The atmosphere condensed like ice.

Facing the original owner's words, Kitagawa Temple's footsteps were not shaken at all.

He walked forward step by step, and even the dead hammer in his hand dissipated.

"Hey!!! Don't ignore me!"

The other party roared angrily, and the dead hammer in his hand hit Kitakawaji's head!

The wind pressure wrapped in the sledgehammer made Kitagawa Temple's hair whirl!

As long as this hammer falls, you will die quickly.

But Kitagawa Temple's black eyes did not fluctuate at all.

He continued walking forward facing the falling dead hammer.

Nothing shaken.

Pick, Pick, Pick...

Bang!!!

The wind squeezes the hair.

The Death Aura Sledgehammer finally stopped above the head of Kitagawa Temple.

As long as you move forward a little more, your fragile head will be smashed to pieces.

But at the most critical moment... I stopped.

"You...you..."

The original author opened his mouth with big mouth and looked at Kitakawaji in front of him in surprise, even his voice trembling.

Kitagawa Temple said nothing, but nodded to him and continued to walk deep into the wooden path.

Pick, Pick, Pick...

There was still a rhythmic sound of footsteps, without any panic, nor a trace of fear.

Seeing that the figure of Beichuan Temple was about to be covered by the miasma of the yellow spring, the original owner's shouting also came out:

"Wait! You wait a moment!"

Pick.

Kitakawaji stopped, but he did not turn his head.

"You...you really want to go to Huangquan like this?!"

The original owner grabbed the dead hammer tightly and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"There is only one piece of Kongqing Blood! What else can you do after entering the Yellow Spring?! Can you find Zhu Saki's Formation? Can you save the Mid-Sheng Valley?"

Kitagawa Temple took a deep breath and took another step.

"Wait! You wait a moment!"

The original owner looked at Kitakawa Temple and his voice became panicked.

He hurriedly turned around and stretched out his hand towards Kitagawa Temple's backwards as he walked further and further away.

"Don't go! Don't go! There is Eri in this world! There is still mother here! Please! Take care of them! Don't go!"

"I'm already a spirit body! As long as you take good care of Eri and her mother! No matter how you use that body!"

"Don't go!!!"

As the original owner shouted, the Beichuan Temple, whose body was already covered by the miasma of the yellow spring, stopped.

Kitakawa Temple turned around, and the miasma of the yellow spring had already covered his upper face.

Under the original owner's gaze, he smiled.

Even if you can't see the expression on his upper face, you can imagine it-

That must be a very warm smile.

"Thanks."

A statement that is too short.

But it took away all the strength of the original owner's spirit body.

He stretched out his hand and fell down weakly.

It doesn't matter if you are replaced, as long as you can take care of Eri and her own mother...it doesn't matter.

He stood up staggeringly, looking at the road that had been completely swallowed by the miasma of the underworld, and showed a bitter smile.

“It’s really…”

No wonder so many people like the Kitakawa Temple, compared to...

He looked at his empty hands, then gritted his teeth, and his spirit body wrapped around his death breath, flying towards the wooden path that Kitakawaji had just walked!

It's still time now—

Since one person’s ability is not enough, then use the power of two people.

That's better than staying in such a place and being stunned!

......

The soul fires swayed away from each other.

The moment the last soul fire flew away, Mou Chiying's tomb barely came back to his senses from his sad memories.

She looked at Mamiya Eternal and the god Masae behind her.

Then he showed a smile.

"Successful. Miss Magong, Miss Divine."

“…”

Mamiya Eternale, who had been holding a breath, looked at each other with the god Masae, and then-

"It's finally over!!!"

The godshuo Masae shouted loudly, and then threw up the pitiful Nishikojo in his arms.

"??????" Nishikotsu was pitiful.

Compared to his sister's loss of composure, Mamiya Yongshi's performance has become much calmer.

She just showed a quiet smile to Mou Chi Yingzuka, and then turned around to look at Nishikojo who was playing with her sister beside her.

Yes...

Everything is over.

Looking back, there were indeed many situations in Mouchi's journey this time that made her sweat.
To be continued...