I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

It was as if the host of this event had given the order to leave.

However, clearly, neither of the two monsters in his field of vision were the shikigami with whom he had formed a contract.

"Ah."

Upon hearing these words, a clear expression of dissatisfaction slipped out of Ittanmomen's mouth.

Seemingly unsatisfied with the mockery and sarcasm directed at the bastard in front of him, a genuine sense of dread surged up from the depths of his heart when he met the boy's scarlet eyes.

The human Onmyoji before her, who claimed to be able to separate fused souls and revive the dead, was not someone she could confront head-on at the moment.

So after delivering a sarcastic laugh, she chose to stare at the human boy of unknown origin and cautiously retreated along the way she had come.

'thump. ’

But at this moment,

Just as the ironic laughter lingered and persisted for a long time.

The man carrying the heavy coffin finally succumbed to the surging emotions within him and humbly knelt down on the ground.

The snow stained his clothes.

The biting cold seeped through his thin long robe and stung his bones.

However, it seemed as if it was unaware.

"Please, please,"

"Please give me another chance."

"This time, I will definitely protect Zhixue; this time, I will never leave her again; this time, I will stay with her forever."

The man's voice was very strange.

hoarse, disordered, intermittent

It's like an old record that's been played again after decades.

The vows made sounded as if they were uttered by a toddler, making one chuckle.

After all, as an adult, one should know to take responsibility for one's actions and mistakes, rather than saying things like "give yourself one last chance."

"Oh,"

"Hehehe!!"

Upon hearing such a vow, Ippan Mian abruptly stopped her retreat and couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.

It seemed that this was the moment she had been waiting for, the moment she wanted to see the man before her heartbroken and filled with regret!

just,

But beneath that almost maniacal, savage laughter, there seemed to be some other emotions lurking.

The mortician did not refute, show anger, or take any extreme actions in response.

He simply buried his head deep in the cold snow, repeatedly pleading and vowing to give anything in return.

Because he clearly knew,

If you miss it today, it will be gone forever.

However, such humble pleas were met only with increasingly grating mocking laughter.

However, the inexplicable emotion hidden in the laughter seemed to become increasingly clear.

"boom."

At that very moment,

At this moment, the entire environment is inextricably linked.

A dull thud suddenly cut in.

I see,

The wooden coffin, which had been wiped clean, suddenly opened wide.

A young girl dressed in red with exquisite makeup suddenly appeared between the mortician and Ittan-momen.

just,

The girl's eyes were vacant, her expression stiff, like an emotionless doll.

But the moment the girl appeared, the strange laughter that had been lingering around them was instantly silenced. In stark contrast to her usual dazed expression, she unconsciously raised her delicate hand as if to touch something, but ultimately did not reach out.

Step back

It was the last thing she did after the other person appeared.

However, this soulless girl seemed to be guided by an unnamed will, and suddenly crossed the distance between herself and the banshee, her cold hands easily touching her equally cold cheeks.

'Sizzle.'

With a soft sound, the girl's hands, which were on the back of the cotton face, gently untied the white bandage covering its eyes.

Then,

A pair of beautiful, bewitching eyes, already red from crying, were quietly exposed to the air.

Chapter 364 Death is not a pity, reincarnation in the Impure World.

When the coffin on his back was uncontrollably opened, revealing the girl hidden inside, the mortician, who had buried his head deep in the snow, silently pleading for help, frantically raised his eyes.

He was terrified.

he is afraid,

He feared that even the final remains of his beloved would be lost!

just,

When it became aware of this scene that appeared in its field of vision

When he noticed the banshee's face with the bandages removed...

The mortician's heart, blood, and breath seemed to freeze at that moment.

His chapped lips trembled and moved, and a rare hint of human vitality appeared in his eyes, which were sacrificing his soul.

"Weaving Snow".

A hoarse and soft call could be heard from here.

He must have called out this name countless times in his heart, which is why he uttered it the moment he saw the banshee's face.

That delicate and beautiful face,

Those bright and gentle eyes!

Although there are still some subtle differences from the original Xuezhi, the mortician is quite certain that this is where his beloved's soul resides.

When this call, brimming with countless complex emotions, pierced through the cold space separating them and reached the banshee's ears, even the frail body of the woman began to tremble slightly.

Perhaps it's because they're recalling fond memories from the past.

Perhaps, a certain unwavering will has begun to waver.

In this place,

The red-clad girl, devoid of any soul and merely an empty shell, gently stroked the banshee's hair, eyes, cheeks, lips, and slender neck with her cold fingertips.

She seemed to be reminiscing about the past, or conveying something.

But in the end, there was silence.

Speechless.

I do not know how long it has been,

It felt like a blink of an eye, yet it also felt like time had stood still for a long time.

The cold, lifeless fingers slowly slid down, and the red-clad girl, with her empty eyes and an aura of death, slowly retreated.

Suddenly,

A sudden, inexplicable sense of loss quickly filled Yi Fanmu's heart, and her slender hand, hanging by her side, involuntarily reached forward, wanting to touch the person who was so close.

However, all that was touched was emptiness.

The girl, who resembled a marionette, had returned to the mortician's side, only her empty eyes still fixed on the banshee in her field of vision.

Another long silence followed.

However, this time Huang did not urge him.

Just wait quietly.

Awaiting the final, real decision.

"boom."

It was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, which also stirred up a cloud of snow.

"here?"

"here it is?"

A unique voice rang out at this moment.

Following the sound, one could see a burly adult man slowly getting up from the snow. His bewildered expression and the words he uttered clearly indicated that he had lost some of his memories.

However, this state did not last long. When he noticed the eerie shadow falling on the snow, his pupils suddenly began to dilate, and his fairly robust body began to tremble wildly like a sieve.

"Monster, monster!!"

He screamed in terror.

Thinking back,

Thinking back,

The fragmented memories began to piece together.

In the very end, all he remembered was being imprisoned by a beautiful woman. The eerie bandages that filled his entire field of vision, and the maniacal laughter that echoed throughout the mansion, all undoubtedly revealed that she was not human, but a monster!