[Lu Mingfei]: "Hero above, please accept my bow."

After getting to know each other gradually, Lu Mingfei's loser-like personality was fully revealed.

Coupled with some secrecy of chat groups.

In real life I am submissive, but online I am aggressive.

Lu Mingfei completely let himself go in the chat group.

[Saitama]: "It's a different world. Are there weirdos in your world too?"

[Lu Mingfei]: "What is that weirdo? We have a dragon here."

[Group leader Jiang Nan]: "Weirdos are monsters that are abundant in the world of One Punch Man. There are many monsters that can destroy the world, and there are even universe overlords that can destroy the entire surface of the earth with one blow."

[Lu Mingfei]: "Let me tell you, is Saitama's world so dangerous?"

[Group leader Jiang Nan]: "Don't worry, no one is more dangerous than this bald devil. Even the gods in his world will probably be beaten to death by him."

[Lu Mingfei]: "Boss, please hug me!"

Saitama's avatar is like a round braised egg, wearing a yellow hero tights. The painting style looks a bit sloppy, but this is the painting style of a strong person.

[Saitama]: "No one is my opponent in my world. I really want to enjoy a hearty battle."

[Lu Mingfei]: "Boss, are you in Versailles? I know you are very strong, but there is no need to stimulate me like this!"

【Saitama】: “I am scratching my head with the emoji!”

Just when everyone was chatting.

Ji Guoyuan met his brother.

It was a night when a blood moon hung high in the sky.

Jiguo Enichi, who has regained a little vitality, looks more energetic.

The wind was blowing gently.

The surrounding reeds swayed gently, making a rustling sound.

A demon-suppressing tower was erected here.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan walked on the path, he didn't expect to meet his brother at the last moment of his life.

The 6-eyed Hei Shimo didn't expect that he would meet his younger brother.

A sun that lets itself live in the shadow.

As soon as the two met, the atmosphere became tense.

Looking at Enichi Tsukuni, who had white hair and was wearing a red haori, Hei Shimo's pupils shrank.

You must know that swordsmen who turn on their markings will not live past the age of 25.

It was precisely because he could not live to be 25 that Heishimou chose to become a ghost.

But this year Jiguo Enichi is 80 years old.

"It's been a long time. It's been 60 years since we last met, but why are you still alive? The swordsman with stripes on his body is destined not to live until he is 25 years old. Why are you the only one who is always special?"

Hei Shimo couldn't help but raise his voice and said.

Looking at his brother's ugly face.

Ji Guoyuan shed tears unconsciously.

"How pitiful, brother!"

The brother he grew up with and fought with turned into a ghost.

Jiguo Yuanyi is really sad.

Hei Shimo looked at Jiguo Yuanyi, who was so old and might die at any time, and felt pity for him.

At this moment, Hei Shimo felt like his former self was back.

Being treated so pitifully, Hei Shimo should have been angry, but looking at his brother, his anger quickly dissipated.

That's emotion.

The feelings between brothers.

Even if Hei Shimo turns into a ghost.

Tsukikuni Enichi is still willing to call him "brother"!

And Ji Guoyuanyi's "brother" also revealed his endless sorrow.

Hei Shimo looked at the extremely thin old man in front of him.

There was a slight flutter in my heart.

However, ghosts and ghost hunters put the two of them in different positions.

Even brothers who have different stances will still draw their swords.

This is faith.

When two people meet this time, one of them must die.

Looking at Ji Guoyuan's body in front of him, which had already passed its prime, Hei Shimo didn't think he would lose.

The next moment both of them put their hands on the handle of the knife.

Ji Guoyuan transformed from a dying old man into a terrifying swordsman in an instant.

That aura that even Ghost King Wumei trembled appeared again.

Ji Guoyuan's stance as soon as he drew his sword was flawless.

It's exactly the same as it was at its peak.

Hei Shimo only felt a huge boulder pressing on his hand, preventing him from pulling out the knife.

"I am coming!"

Ji Guoyuan's hoarse voice sounded.

The next moment the sword flashed.

too fast.

Hei Shimo felt a chill on his neck.

Red blood sprayed everywhere.

Lost.

Hei Shimo's eyes were full of disbelief.

He actually lost to an old man.

"hateful!"

As a powerful swordsman, Hei Shimo's intuition lets him know that he will die in the next blow.

It's obvious that his physical body has already passed its prime, so why can he still wield such a powerful sword?

"Why? Why are you the only one special? The slashes wielded by such a body are no different from those during the victory period. No, it should be stronger!"

Hei Shimo turned around and looked.

Jiguo Yuanyi has already sheathed his sword.

"Why did you put the knife away? You can kill me with the next blow. Are you pitying me? Damn it."

Hei Shimo was angry. He recalled himself, who was once jealous of his younger brother.

Jealous of his talent, jealous of his excellence, jealous of why he can become the unique sun.

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Black Death Mou roared and said.

Jiguo Yuanyi said softly without much emotion.

"Thank you, Lord God, for finally letting my brother rest in peace."

After an absence of sixty years.

Jiguo Enichi's sword skills have long been polished to the peak.

That is an area beyond human reach.

Hei Shimo's power over his younger brother's sword skills was only at the age of 20.

A small red fruit allows Jiguo Yuanyi to fully exert all the strength he has honed over the past 80 years.

One hit is enough.

Enough to make his brother die.

as expected.
To be continued...