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a dwelling

simple dining table

A young man is eating food with a big mouth, his expression is very focused.

The youth has long yellow hair, and the edges of the hair are red like flames.

He has thick black sword eyebrows and piercing eyes, wearing a brown team uniform and a feather weave with a flame pattern.

The yellow hair with fiery strands around the edges is a unique symbol of the Rengoku family.

And Yuori with a flame pattern is only qualified to wear it if he becomes a 'pillar of flame'.

Therefore, this person is none other than Rengoku Kyoujurou, who has newly become the "Pillar of Flame".

"I haven't had such a delicious sweet potato miso soup for a long time."

Rengoku Kyoujurou put down the big bowl in his hand, looked up unconsciously, looked at the noisy crowd outside through the window of the house, and couldn't help but smile.

Such a lively scene, such a lively scene, is exactly what he wants to protect.

At this moment, Rengoku Kyoujurou's smile froze slightly, and his expression became extremely serious.

Rengoku Kyoujurou raised his head and looked at the 'Crow' who was standing at the window.

Crows are crows used to communicate with the Ghost Slayer headquarters.

Every player has one.

Generally, if there is no special thing, the 'Crow' will basically not be used to transmit information.

And once the 'Crow' is used to transmit information, it means that something very important has happened.

The figure almost flashed, and Rengoku Kyoujurou came to the window and gently took off the bamboo tube on the leg of the 'Crow'.

Take out a letter from the bamboo tube

After reading the above content, Rengoku Kyoujurou was stunned for a long time.

"Nanjing Yu!"

Rengoku Kyoujurou let out a sigh and unconsciously clenched the hilt of the Nichirin Blades around his waist.

For Yu Nanjing, Rengoku Kyoujurou is very familiar, that is a very hard-working boy who has also guided the other party's training.

In the past, Rengoku Kyoujurou had also instructed many swordsmen training, but most of the trainings he taught were bitter.

Because his training method is too strict, even if he becomes a 'pillar', no swordsman is willing to be his 'step-son'.

The so-called 'step-sons' are members of the Ghost Slayer team trained by Zhu himself. They must have considerable talents, and ordinary people cannot be elected.

And Nan Jingyou never complained about his guidance and training.

At that time, he was very impressed with this person and deeply looked forward to his growth.

But I didn't expect such bad news today.

Nan Jingyou, including his team, was wiped out, and everyone died.

His eyes drooped slightly, his teeth clenched unconsciously.

"Namo Amitabha."

There was a sound of Buddha's horn, and a big man with the appearance of a monk wearing a brown cassock with the words "Namo Amitabha Buddha" walked in.

"Sir Himejima Kyoumei."

Rengoku Kyoujurou looked at the person who appeared and bowed slightly.

"Presumably, you also got the news."

Himejima Kyoumei folded her hands and raised her head, revealing a pair of white eyes.

Rengoku Kyoujurou couldn't help but stretched out his fist and punched the wooden window: "As a pillar, as a senior, I can't protect the junior, I am so incompetent."

"Namo Amitabha."

'Himejima Kyoumei' sighed slightly: "Kyoujurou doesn't have to blame himself so much, the moment he became a ghost hunter, each of us didn't already understand our future destiny..."

Rengoku Kyoujurou fell silent.

After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Himejima Kyoumei's faint worry, and forced a smile: "Master Xingming, don't worry about me, it won't knock me down."

Raising his head and looking at the warm sun, Nan Jingyou's bad news came. He was heartbroken, very painful, and hated himself for being a senior but not being able to protect his junior well.

Hate yourself for being incompetent.

But Rengoku Kyoujurou knew better that no matter how painful it was, time would never stop, and he would not share his grief.

Therefore, even if the pain enveloped his heart, even if he was crushed to the ground by his own powerlessness, he would have to ignite his fighting spirit, grit his teeth, and move forward.

Feeling Rengoku Kyoujurou's state of mind at the moment, Himejima Kyoumei also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is the evil spirit who killed Nan Jingyou?"

Rengoku Kyoujurou raised his eyes and looked at Himejima Kyoumei.

"Lost track."

Himejima Kyoumei smiled bitterly: "However, this time the demons seem to be a little different."

"This time, Kyoujurou needs to be in charge of this event."

If it weren't for his recent mission, he would definitely choose to go with Rengoku Kyoujurou.

"I see."

Rengoku Kyoujurou, head bowed, just fingers gripping the hilt of Nichirin Blades. *