A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 450 443. No matter how many cups are poured into a glass of water, the amount is the same
This scene was too familiar to Xuan Hao.

From the moment he found the fallen princess who was fighting with Tanjirou, he saw the soul silently guarding the fallen princess.

Fallen Princess is the conceived younger sister of her brother who is still alive. In essence, she is Taro the prostitute. The real younger sister, Mei, died more than 100 years ago.

She has been guarding her brother's side after her death, but her luck is not good, no god heard her prayer and came to help her.

So no matter what her brother did, she was helpless, and could only watch her brother walk into the abyss step by step, committing heavy sins.

"Atonement."

Mei raised her head and looked at the old man in front of her with firm eyes.

"I don't want my brother to go to hell alone, so I'm waiting for him here."

This is her answer.

"understood."

After a moment of silence, Xuan Hao looked at the girl in front of him with eyes as clear as water, and nodded slowly.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank him, he would have died today."

Xuan Hao shook his head helplessly, "Speaking of which, is there really a heaven or hell in this world? I haven't been there and I don't know much about it..."

Before Mei could answer, he had already walked slowly towards the prostitute Taro.

The reason why he didn't do it at the beginning was that he felt that the scene in front of him was too similar to his past, so he felt a little sighed in his heart.

The only difference is that the siblings are not so lucky.

The elder brother did not meet a god, but an evil spirit.

The younger sister didn't meet the god either, but met him.

"It's a pity that I'm not a god and Buddha, so I can't save you. But I'm quite good at sending people to hell."

Some emotional voices reached the ears of the prostitute Taro.

The next moment, an old wrinkled face suddenly appeared in front of him, with a smile on his face all the time.

But such a smile made him feel very dangerous, and his original offensive movements subconsciously stopped.

The old man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield interrupted the battle.

"Old man, what are you doing!? It's very dangerous, okay!"

Zenitsu and Inosuke almost failed to hold back the Hinata knife that was slashed on the old man's back.

Just now, he sat on the sidelines as if he didn't want to interfere, as if he was in a daze like senile dementia. Why did he suddenly jump into the middle of the battlefield again?They couldn't understand what Xuan Hao was doing now.

"Get out of the way!"

The two were a little anxious.

Because even if the two of them stop in time, those two ghosts won't!

Inosuke and Zenitsu were about to step forward to help, but Xuan Hao stopped him, "Go help Tanjiro, the ghost over there should be stronger."

"Oh? Stronger!?" Inosuke turned around without saying a word.

Shanyi also hesitated before realizing that his worry was unnecessary.

They should have absolute trust in the strength of the old man in front of them, because this is an old monster, even Zhu in the ghost killing team can only obey his command obediently.

The situation instantly became one against two.

After being slightly stunned, the prostitute Taro's eyes showed a cruel look.

This old guy is too arrogant, is it true that he will be afraid! ?

He is a ghost, a winding ghost!

Moreover, he has absolute confidence in his ability to survive. It was the biggest mistake for this old guy to choose someone to deal with him.

Although he knew that he might not be as strong as the human being in front of him, but to kill him, he had to cut off the necks of both his body and the fallen girl's. It seemed easy to say, but it took one person to do it. very difficult.

In the past 100 years, many column-level swordsmen who are stronger than him have hated him.

"Bastard old guy, do you know how many powerful pillars died in my hands?"

"I don't know very well, and I don't care." Xuan Hao calmly pulled out the Sun Wheel Saber from his waist.

That action was like reminding the hooker Taro 'I'm ready, you can attack'.

"Hmph! Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

The whore Taro's hoarse voice was full of anger.

The blood-stained sickle increased its strength, and the already fast sickle disappeared into the air in an instant. The speed of the slash reached the extreme, and it slashed at the old man in front of him.

The prostitute Taro was very alert to the old man in front of him. He knew that he was probably not the opponent, so he didn't think about killing him with one blow, but used all his strength to speed up the attack.

His sickle is stained with his own ghost blood, which is a poison that kills humans as soon as they touch it. It doesn't need to hit a vital point, just a little scratch is enough.

The "Falling Ji" who was "one heart and one body" with him didn't need to command at all, and cleverly released his belt to cooperate with the attack.

The layers of belts blocked all the old man's escape routes in an instant, and it was inevitable.

Xuan Hao glanced lightly at Luo Ji who was at the side.

The strength and speed of the originally weak Fallen Princess have been significantly enhanced. He found that there is a ferocious vertical pupil growing on the forehead of Fallen Princess, and this vertical pupil is exactly the same as the eye in the eye socket of the prostitute Taro in front of him. .

At this moment, the prostitute Taro has only one eye exposed to the air, and the other eye is covered by long messy hair.If nothing else, the eye socket on the other side should be empty.

"Has power been redistributed?"

The expression on Xuan Hao's face was still calm.

He probably understood the fighting style of the prostitute Taro.

The consciousness of these two bodies should be connected, so they fit together seamlessly, and their strength is far superior to that of an ordinary lower-string ghost, but it is not considered strong in the upper-string.

To face these two very powerful ghosts at the same time is very difficult for the original pillars, but unfortunately it is of no use to him.

"Did you know that no matter how many cups you pour into a glass of water, the amount is the same."

"what!?"

Under the astonished eyes of the prostitute Taro, the old man raised the Japanese sword in his hand.

A knife, blood mist filled the air.

Luo Ji's belt did not play any disturbing role, and was cut off in an instant.

Not only that, the moment the belt broke, the target in front of the hooker Taro changed.

He saw himself in his line of sight, because Luo Ji had been caught by the old man at some point.

As the waving sickle approached, Taro the prostitute's two eyes on himself and Yu Ji shrank at the same time, and then widened fiercely.

"go to hell!"

The sickle slashed towards Luo Ji without hesitation, as if it wanted to cut off Luo Ji and the old man holding her behind her.

"You really are a cruel brother, are you going to kill your sister too?"

Gently pulling Luo Ji back a few steps to avoid the attack, Xuan Hao's words were full of irony.

"That's it!"

Surprisingly, the fallen concubine in Xuan Hao's hand also agreed.It seemed that because the old man's strength far surpassed hers, Luo Ji's resistance was futile, and her expression was aggrieved.

"Stop rambling, you won't die if you cut it anyway!"

The prostitute Taro begins to quarrel with Yuki.

"How can you kill me? I'm your own sister!"

"Oh, it's so annoying! Who told you to be so weak?"

"I don't care, I don't care! Didn't you say you would protect me?"

"Oh, I got it, I got it! Don't make any noise!"

"..."

Seeing the quarrel between the falling princess in his hand and the prostitute Taro not far away, Xuan Hao was speechless for a while.

Is this... fine?

If Mei hadn't lied to him, then Fallen Princess and the prostitute Taro should both be her elder brothers. Although they were split into two personalities, they should still be the same person.

It's just that he really didn't expect this guy to have such a complete split personality.

"It's really sad."

"Bastard human, what are you talking about!?"

Hearing the sudden interjection of this human being, Luo Ji and the prostitute Taro instantly shared the same hatred.

"boom--"

A figure flew upside down and smashed into the roof next to the prostitute Taro, and it was Luo Ji who was thrown out.

"I said you, very sad."

Xuan Hao's face became expressionless.

The prostitute Taro in front of him seems to have been living in his dream since a hundred years ago.

In the dream, his sister was not dead yet.

He became a strong man, able to protect his sister, and whenever his sister couldn't beat him, he would take action to solve the problem.

Even he himself didn't seem to realize that this dream that lasted for a hundred years was actually deceiving himself.

He directed and acted in weaving beautiful dreams, lost himself already, and even forgot that his sister should be a beautiful human girl, not a ghost who can't die even if he cuts a knife in front of him.

Perhaps he had even forgotten his sister's real name?

"Would a real brother be indifferent to the fact that his sister's neck was cut off?"

"Bastard human, what are you talking about?"

The prostitute Taro's face became a little ferocious, and he stared angrily at the old guy in front of him, wishing he could tear him into pieces.

"How can you tell that I am indifferent!? Am I not planning to tear you apart!?"

The sharp sickle approached again, but Xuan Hao disappeared in place in an instant, and appeared behind him as if nothing had happened.

"Did I read it wrong? Didn't you wait for Tanjirou to cut off your sister's neck before you came out to vent your anger on her? Shouldn't the real brother protect her before then?"

"Forehead……"

Facing Xuan Hao's soul torture, the prostitute Taro was speechless for a while.

"Or, in fact, you already knew in your heart that this is not your real sister at all."

The soft whisper echoed in the ears of the whore Taro.

His body froze, and these words pierced his heart like a sharp knife that hit the soul.

And Luo Ji, who was thrown aside by Xuan Hao, was strangely silent at the moment.

Xuan Hao watched this scene in silence, there was no need for him to say anything more.

Ghosts are immortal creatures, but at this moment, the 'Falling Princess' is like an empty shell, which is no different from death.

It was originally an empty shell.

It was the charred body of a hundred years ago.

Human beings become ghosts and can eat people.

So here comes the question, what is the meal after the prostitute Taro becomes a ghost?

The prostitute Taro was struggling and regretting, but he still couldn't accept the reality, because he couldn't accept it and wanted to escape, so he began to deceive himself.

In order to make up for all this, he split his sister from his body, and it seemed that everything was back to normal.

"I……"

The prostitute Taro's expression became a little tangled, and he fell into a painful struggle.

"It's almost time."

Xuan Hao turned his head, looked at the little girl beside him with a gentle expression, and patted her shoulder lightly.

"Go."

Mei tightly clenched her small hands, looking worriedly at the struggling prostitute Taro.After receiving Xuan Hao's instructions, she cautiously stepped closer to her brother.

The hooker Taro is still struggling with self-doubt, unaware that something is approaching.

He clawed at his face frantically until it was beyond recognition.

"Go to hell!"

Until the end, he still didn't seem to be able to break free from the world he made up.

Blades of blood erupted from him, and scythes danced wildly in the night sky.

The fallen princess seemed to be affected and started to run away. The roof of the whole house they were in was covered with blood blades and belts, regardless of enemy or friend, they just wanted to crush everything here.

But such an attack cannot hit Mei, who has long since died and become a soul.

Seeing her brother struggling in pain, she quickened her pace, passed through the overlapping blood blades and belts, threw herself on Taro the prostitute, and hugged her tightly, trying to calm her brother down.

It's just that the prostitute Taro can't feel it, otherwise Mei wouldn't have to wait by his side for such a long time.

"Ugh……"

A soft sigh sounded.

The chaotic attacks continued to fall, but none of the blows were hits.

Xuan Hao walked slowly through countless sharp blood blades and tough belts, winding along the established route like a stroll, and those messy attacks seemed to always avoid him around him.

No matter how chaotic the attack is, there will always be an uncovered path, and he walked to the corresponding position before the attack arrived as if he knew this path a long time ago.

"puff--"

Blood was splashed all over the place abruptly, and the chaotic attacks came to an abrupt end.

In fact, it is not difficult to stop such rampage.

Xuan Hao just walked up to the prostitute Taro, and then smashed his head casually under Mei's surprised gaze.

As we all know, ghosts don't die.

But concussion.

It's a pity that Xuan Hao is not a doctor. He doesn't know how much force can cause a concussion, let alone how much force can cause a ghost's brain, so he simply blasted his face and head off.

Can't die anyway.

"Okay, the world is quiet."

Xuan Hao smiled and looked at the bewildered Mei, "Xiao Mei, let me confirm with you one last time, do you really want to go to hell with him?"

Although he has a kind smile on his face, no matter who listens to such words, he will feel like a bad person.

But facing such scary words, Mei nodded.

"Please." There was a relieved smile on the girl's face, and her body gradually became illusory, as if she had finally let go of the obsession in her heart and would soon become a Buddha.

But she insisted on going to hell.

"OK then."

Xuan Hao sighed slightly, and slowly raised the knife in his hand.

This young soul reminded him of his own sister.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how to go to heaven or hell after death.

So it is a lie to say that they are sent to hell together.

(End of this chapter)