There was a tearing sound and blood splattered. Miyamoto Musashi's abdomen was easily cut open by the sudden attack. Severe pain suddenly spread from the abdomen to Miyamoto Musashi's whole body. "I can't lose! I can't lose!" “Die for me Aa ... "Moon Breathing Form 8: Moon Dragon Tail" Just thinking about losing made Kokushibo unable to suppress the anger in his heart, and it seemed that because Emiya Shirou's "Demon Slayer" was a half-finished product, the various injuries on Kokushibo's body, which had transformed into a monster form, recovered quickly. He was like a wild beast, biting Miyamoto Musashi tightly and refusing to let go. Scars continued to appear on Miyamoto Musashi's body. The blood soaked the land in an instant. Shirou Emiya just stood there and watched the two people who were in an absolute disadvantage without making any move.

He watched helplessly as Kokushibo forced Miyamoto Musashi into a desperate situation. But is this really a desperate situation? How could it be a desperate situation if Shirou Emiya didn't even take action? "Shhhhh!" Kokushibo's slashes were like meteors, one faster than the other, covering Miyamoto Musashi like a blanket. "Qiang Qiang Qiang!" Miyamoto Musashi's double blades turned into a pure sword dance, like a rotating kaleidoscope, and he rushed forward without showing any weakness. Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, the whirlwinds and storms of sword blades kept colliding with each other, and it was impossible to count them. The wound doesn't matter now. Life doesn't matter now. "it's over--!" Emiya Shirou's voice sounded lightly. Having experienced the baptism of countless kendo masters, he is not to the point where he cannot figure out who will win the final victory. "kill--!" Until one moment, a golden samurai sword appeared from space and flashed by among the sword lights and shadows. It was an extremely wonderful feeling. It is something that can be cut off as long as you concentrate. That is the state that one pursues. Under the pressure of life and death, her spirit became increasingly clear.

"Clang!" The heavy sound of steel colliding was like thunder, shaking the air and rolling towards the earth, causing a strong wind to blow. The katana, which was shattered into pieces like an alien, was spinning in the air. Kokushibo looked at the woman in front of him who was soaked in blood with an expression of disbelief, her breath of life gradually fading away. "How is it possible! I will lose--!" These were his last words. The next moment, a large amount of blood gushed out of Kokushibo's neck, and he fell heavily to the ground. The blood instantly dyed the grass red. Immediately, it turned into black powder and floated in the air. Miyamoto Musashi also seemed to be dragged away and fell down. But it was caught steadily. A steady voice came from her ears. "This knife seems to have severed the cause and effect—" But what Miyamoto Musashi was thinking at this moment was. "Muramasa, you play me!" Chapter 845 Let’s Eat First Accompanied by bursts of loud and clear crowing of roosters, the silent village woke up from the gradually thinning morning mist, voices of people gradually rose, and the sound of footsteps could be heard from the streets and alleys. "Muramasa-sama, thank you very much!" The villagers, led by the village chief, looked at Emiya Shirou who had just walked out of the room with expressions of great gratitude. "Wow! Can Grandpa Muramasa leave with us?" Xiaochun ran over from behind the adults crying, grabbing the corner of Shirou Emiya's clothes tightly, unwilling to let go. "Xiaochun, Lord Muramasa has more important things to do!" Her father scolded her in a very stern tone. After all, this was decided from the beginning, and the village chief had no intention of letting Emiya Shirou stay from the beginning. Because he understood that if those evil spirits were not eliminated, Shirou Emiya alone would not be able to hold out for long. "It's okay. We're not going to see each other forever. If we're destined to, we'll definitely meet again in the future—" Shirou Emiya touched Xiaochun's head and comforted her softly. As for meeting again, he knew very well in his heart that this should be the last time they met. Unless the other person really has a very good fate with you, this miracle will not happen. "Hook!" Xiao Chun covered her eyes which were red from crying and stretched out her little finger tremblingly.

"Hook!" Emiya Shirou made an agreement with the other party with a smile. The small river outside the village was still shrouded in a light mist. The morning sun shone through the branches of the trees on the shore, through the misty water vapor, and sprinkled golden light on the gurgling water. The dense green grass by the water was dotted with blooming wild flowers. After a few days of sorting out, the villagers have basically taken away everything they could. The evil spirits are mostly active at night, and only at night. Daytime is the best time for them to leave here. If they do not stop during the day, they should be able to reach a safer town or village before nightfall. In the distance, under the shining of the morning sun, Xiaochun waved her hand reluctantly and said goodbye to Shirou Emiya. Emiya Shirou was not stingy either and also waved his hand in response. As the sun rose, the scarlet blood that spilled on the ground evaporated in a very short time. The flower branches were swaying slightly in the morning breeze. The dew on the leaf tips and petals rolled down and fell into the fragrant and moist soil, seeping into the grass roots close to the ground and disappearing in the blink of an eye. Miyamoto Musashi frowned slightly, as if he had had a terrible nightmare, and seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with something. But all in all, under such direct sunlight, she should have woken up. "!!!" What appeared before Miyamoto Musashi's eyes was the unfamiliar ceiling. Oh no. She knows. Miyamoto Musashi remembered that this seemed to be the ceiling of Shirou Emiya's residence. Um! ? But this scent—— "Hey! You're awake!" Just when Miyamoto Musashi felt his body becoming light and about to fly towards the delicious food. The voice of greeting suddenly woke Miyamoto Musashi up. His brain was spinning rapidly at this moment, as if he remembered something. With extreme resentment in his eyes, he looked at Shirou Emiya who was sitting at the table next to him and eating breakfast quietly. The more I look at it, the more depressed I feel. Immediately— "I'm going to bite you to death!!!" With a roar, Miyamoto Musashi slammed the edge of the bed, jumped up, and pounced towards Emiya Shirou with fangs and claws. "!!!" Obviously, Shirou Emiya had never expected Miyamoto Musashi to do this.

He could only throw down the chopsticks in his hand in panic, stretch out his hand and clasp his fingers together with Miyamoto Musashi's hands in claws, and clamp them tightly together. At this moment, Shirou Emiya was sitting on the mat, and Miyamoto Musashi was pressing down on Shirou Emiya. “Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!! Do you know how dangerous the situation was? Just standing there and watching was like watching a show!” Miyamoto Musashi scolded Emiya Shirou and pressed his hands down. After all, Shirou Emiya was pinned down and had no way of exerting any strength. He was actually at a disadvantage under the sudden attack from Miyamoto Musashi. As for Miyamoto Musashi, although she reprimanded Emiya Shirou for just watching the show, she was not angry. Rather, if Emiya Shirou had really taken action at that time, Miyamoto Musashi would have been really angry. There is nothing more infuriating than having your understanding of the way of the sword interrupted. This was a duel between swordsmen where their beliefs and kendo were at stake, although she did not see Kokushibo's determination on his sword. His swordsmanship had already fallen apart after he became a demon. As for why Miyamoto Musashi was so angry and scolded Emiya Shirou. The breakfast smelled so good that she wanted to have it for free. But it was not easy to say it directly, so Miyamoto Musashi felt that he should fight for the free benefits that he deserved. "If you keep going like this, there will be no breakfast—" Couldn't Emiya Shirou see through her little trick? When he heard that breakfast was about to be gone, Miyamoto Musashi's morale dropped sharply. No matter what, she can't let her stomach suffer. If she has no food to eat, how will she live in the future? At the moment when Miyamoto Musashi was stunned, Emiya Shirou seized the opportunity in an instant, exerted force from his waist, and stepped firmly on the ground with both feet. "Damn it! You're trying to disturb my mind!" Miyamoto Musashi reacted quickly, but it was too late. Emiya Shirou didn't even give Miyamoto Musashi a chance to counterattack. He just stood up and pressed forward. "ah--!" Miyamoto Musashi's feet hit the edge of the bed, and he lost his balance and fell backwards. Shirou Emiya clamped Miyamoto Musashi's hands tightly and pressed him down on the bed. The air suddenly became extremely quiet. Under the breeze, the window screens danced with the wind. The morning sun smiled and radiated its own light, turning into a golden beam of light, shining warmly into the room, shining on the faces of Miyamoto Musashi and Emiya Shirou, and the whole room was reflected in gold. It was so unexpected and so unexpected. The two people's eyes intertwined under the shining light. The faces of the two were not far apart, and Miyamoto Musashi could even feel the hot breath coming from Emiya Shirou's nose.

What a weathered face it was, what determined eyes it was. At that moment, all the noise disappeared, and I could only hear my own heart beating wildly in my chest. "cough--!" "Eat first—" It was Emiya Shirou who reacted first and coughed. Chapter 846: The War between Humans and Ghosts