Five Hundred Years Ago, Four Great Families era.
The owner of Miwa family is also the owner of "Demon Eyes". Miwa Tenba is looking at the white bird flying away outside the window casually.
His fingers were bent and he was tapping on the wooden table. He didn't stop tapping until the wooden door was opened and made a harsh sound.
The personal waiter knelt tremblingly in front of Miwa Tenba and began to choke.
"Master, the sixth missing person has appeared."
Miwa Tenba's crimson pupils were burned by the afterglow of the setting sun, and then he lowered his eyes.
"Kenjaku, you are so lawless."
"Call Four Great Families to start a meeting!"
It was a catastrophe of the times. Kenjaku, which gathered many Curse User groups, wanted to overthrow Jujutsu Society ruled by Four Great Families.
They did not hesitate to fill it with Curse User's corpse, just to capture Four Great Families's Jujutsu Sorcerer, regardless of the cost.
In the main room of the Miwa Main Family, the aroma of tea has a bitter taste.
Miwa Tenba, who was wearing a black men's kimono, had his legs crossed and was sitting on the soft cushion at the main seat. He was silent for a long time before speaking.
"Each family should report the number of missing persons."
Kamo Clan Two people, Zenin Clan Three people, Gojo Clan... Seven people.
After hearing this, Miwa Tenba set his sights on the master Gojo Clan who was over fifty years old.
No, it was placed on the boy who was about twenty years old behind the family head.
Gojo Tatsu, known as Gojo Clan, is the best Jujutsu Sorcerer in history.
As if feeling Miwa Tenba's gaze, the boy raised his eyes slightly, his clear blue pupils unable to tolerate any dust.
A pair of pure, untainted eyes.
Miwa Tenba put his hands on his knees again to beat the rhythm, and then he slowly withdrew his gaze.
"Get ready for war, we are going to put an end to Kenjaku in this era."
The young and promising Miwa Tenba has an easy-going and carefree temperament.
An incident that could make him so serious must be difficult and dangerous.
After everyone left, the owner Gojo Clan and his Heir Gojo Tatsu did not leave.
Miwa Tenba smiled gently, patted his knees carelessly, and then sighed.
"My uncle and I have always protected Heir very well. Why did you bring him out today?"
Those words were like making fun of a girl who doesn't leave the boudoir. Gojo Kazu knew that Miwa Tenba was just joking, but he couldn't laugh.
After all, Gojo Clan has already lost seven lives.
Gojo Kazu's fists tightened, and he raised his head and stared seriously at those crimson, gentle eyes.
"Tianyu, take this child to the battlefield... he will definitely be able to help you."
Miwa Tenba said nothing, but looked into those pale blue pupils again.
The frightened deer in the courtyard made a sound with a snap.
"The skin is tender and the meat is tender. You are not allowed to participate in the war. Let's prepare some Jujutsu Sorcerer that are good at fighting with my uncle."
With just this sentence, Miwa Tenba closed his wide sleeves, stood up slowly, and stepped onto the corridor again.
He is over thirty years old, extremely tall and lean, and walks like an ancient pagoda that has stood for thousands of years.
"Ah Chen, don't be so presumptuous!"
Gojo Kazu's exclamation came from the room, and Miwa Tenba heard some hasty footsteps.
Miwa Tenba stopped, looked back at the boy who was half a head shorter than himself, and showed another gentle smile.
"Achen, what's the matter with you?"
Those pale blue eyes were covered with frost at this moment, and they were too cold to be worthy of their age.
"Fifteen years, I have been training for fifteen years, why do you look down on me?"
Miwa Tenba said softly "Oh" and his eyes turned into beautiful crescent moons.
"How old are you?"
Gojo Tatsu I don't know why he suddenly asked like this. He was a little dazed for a moment, but he answered honestly.
"Twenty-one."
Miwa Tenba softly said "Oh" again and opened his crimson eyes.
At this time, those eyes were cold.
"Ah Chen, Cursed Spirit, who was able to kill and eat people at the age of three, was already rolling in the remains of corpses at the age of six."
His voice sounded gentle, but it hit Gojo Tatsu's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Achen, I don't look down on you, but you still need to grow up."
The calloused hand rubbed the extremely shallow Silver Hair, Gojo Tatsu's pupils shrank, and he stopped talking.
By the way, Miwa family made good use of cold weapons. The blade cut through the flesh and blood. Even though the red blood stained the snow-colored skin, the scarlet pair Red Eyes did not move at all.
A crazy family fighting for their lives.
And the Gojo Clan clan are the gorgeous fireworks hiding behind their shields and swords.
Gojo Tatsu felt his eyes were sore. He looked up at the figure that was getting away, and couldn't help but roar loudly.
"Miwa Tenba, one day I will impress you!"
Miwa Tenba didn't stop, but it evoked a smile from Gojo Tatsu's invisible perspective.
His fingers were still at his side, tapping lightly.
Yes, I know, Gojo Tatsu.
You will really impress me one day.
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Curse User began to kill humans wantonly, seemingly in response to the upcoming attack by Four Great Families.
Miwa Tenba wiped the blood-red Cursed Tool Falling Cherry Blossom Slash on the blade, and his eyes fell lightly on the battle list.
There is no name for Gojo Tatsu.
Miwa Tenba withdrew his gaze, with a relieved smile on his lips. He casually threw the square of white cotton cloth to the ground, stood up and backhanded Tachi into the sheath.
He opened the wooden door of the study room and looked at the Miwa family elites who were kneeling on one knee and had been prepared long ago.
Those crimson eyes seemed to turn the moonlight red.
"Let's go and kill the evildoers."
The voice was obviously very light, but it made the blood of hundreds of Jujutsu Sorcerers in the hospital burn.
"Kill the traitors and eradicate the evil!"
"Kill the traitors and eradicate the evil!"
"Kill the traitors and eradicate the evil!"
The dark figure walked towards the moon. The color was so dark that even if it was stained with blood, it would be indistinguishable.
Curse User, who was happily slaughtering, showed a twisted smile, and then a flash of red flashed, and he felt a chill on his neck.
Looking up, he saw a pair of crimson pupils with smiles that did not reach the bottom of his eyes.
"Miwa family's... ghost..."
Curse User wailed, and a huge amount of blood splattered from his neck, with a few drops splashing on Miwa Tenba's face.
He raised his cold white fingers, wiped away the traces, and hummed softly.
"I still prefer the title of Demon King."
When the long knife shook, all the blood on it was bounced away, and the clean blade was like a beautiful ornament that had not been sharpened.
Have you ever thought about how many villains it was soaked in?
Miwa Tenba beheaded another person and looked back at Jujutsu Sorcerer from the other three houses who arrived at the agreed time.
Well, they weren't late, it's just that Miwa family arrived early.
Miwa family will always arrive a quarter of an hour early and kill all the most vicious bitches.
Seeing that the long alley was full of broken arms and remains, many Jujutsu Sorcerer who were committing murder for the first time covered their mouths and began to vomit.
But Miwa Tenba just casually carried the long Tachi on his shoulders and turned around with a gentle smile.
"Don't be afraid, let us Miwa family guard this front line."
Then in the crowd, Miwa Tenba saw a pair--
As clean as the spring water of a sacred mountain, with clear and traceless pale blue eyes.
He sneered and flicked his blade again, making a pleasant buzzing sound.
Gojo Clan's fine skin and tender meat, why are they here?