Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 28 The Winding Ghost
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The sound of wind and rain all over the world.

In front of my eyes is a fine line of rainwater, hanging down from the sky, like a bead curtain connecting the sky and the earth.

On the long street with few people.

Fern Ji walked forward slowly holding the vermilion umbrella.

There are occasional hasty figures flashing around.

The rushing footsteps splashed a patch of rain.

She frowned.

He suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

"Isn't that the Oiran Ferahime of Kyogoku House?" Some tourists who took shelter from the rain under the eaves noticed the beautiful figure in the wind and rain.

"Fern girl?"

"It's really Fern Ji Oiran!" The crowd suddenly erupted.

Some brave ones even rushed directly to the street, braving the heavy rain to get a close look at their dignity.

Fern Ji's eyes twitched.

Killing intent surged in his heart.

calm down!

Must be calm!

She was talking to herself.

Fern Ji has been lurking in Flower Street for many years.

Once it explodes, the years of operation will fall apart overnight.

of course.

More importantly, she was afraid that her rash actions would arouse the displeasure of that adult.

"Fern Ji Oiran, you really live up to your reputation!"

Men with fiery eyes surrounded her, and some even moved their hands and feet.

—What a bunch of ugly, dirty things! !
Bracken swept them past them in disgust.

Bang! !

A wave of air burst.

With a large splash of water, all the men were thrown out.

Fern Ji put on a cold face, and left casually, leaving only the bewildered crowd behind.

And at the same time.

Itachi prancing on the roof, her eyes fell on the enchanting figure on the long street, she walked among the crowd sheltering from the rain, her posture was invincible.

Fern girl! !
Sharp lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Then he jumped.

Falling from the sky in the wandering rain.

Bang! !

The accumulated water splashed like a curtain.

Itachi slowly raised his eyes in the eyes of everyone.

"Where is Spring?"

There was no emotion in his voice, it was as cold as biting steel.

Fern Ji was startled.

Immediately sneered.

"Little ghost, you really came as expected."

"Are you instigating all this behind the scenes?" Itachi stared into her eyes through the rain curtain.

"You little brat is not qualified to know!" Fern Ji said contemptuously.

"You will say it!" Itachi raised his hand to hold the handle of the knife.

"Do you want to do it?" Fern Ji raised an eyebrow.

Swish! !

The sharp sound of drawing a knife!
The moment the long knife was pulled out, the white cloth was swept away by the strong wind.

He gallops like electricity.

The sharp blade split the rain curtain.

"Little devil!" Fern Ji was stunned.

Just for a moment.

She had been cut off half of the arm.

It's so strong!
Damn!

Didn't it mean that he was just an ordinary kid?
Fern Ji looked solemn.

The blood spread to her feet along with the stagnant water.

And her severed arm was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's the matter with that kid?"

"So cruel at such a young age! Damn it!"

"Everyone catch him!"

The crowd in the lane had exploded at this moment, and they didn't know who was right at all, clamoring to take Itachi down.

But no one dared to step forward.

After all, the knife just now was clearly engraved in their minds.

Itachi held the blood-stained Japanese saber and stopped talking to this guy. Practice has proved that talking to ghosts doesn't work, the only way is to make them feel pain!

He charged forward again.

The blade cuts through the fine rain curtain.

"If that's the case, there's no need to hide it!"

Fern Ji looked cold.

She threw the umbrella into the strong wind, and jumped high.

Pink tattoos climbed onto her alluring face, and the three characters Shangxianlu appeared in her round eyes.

Winding ghost. Fallen concubine!

Rumble!
Blazing white lightning split the sky.

A terrible light fell on the world together with the rain.

Everyone stared at this scene.

The 11-year-old child held a cold Japanese sword and leaped away like a lion with unimaginable strength. On the other side, the always arrogant and coquettish Fern Ji Huakui was also extremely ferocious at this moment.

They fought on top of buildings.

No fancy tricks.

It is a collision of physical strength from strong to violent!

The rain curtain was torn, and the wind screamed harshly!

Between lightning and flint!

Victory and defeat!

Itachi landed lightly.

The falling rain washed away the blood on the blade.

Fallen Ji's eyes were loose.

There was a line of blood on the white neck.

then.

Blood sprayed into a curtain!

Dye the rain red!
Her head slid down, rolling in the crimson blood.

Itachi watched coldly.

Without the blessing of any special vampire technique, none of the evil spirits he has seen so far can take a blow from him.

"kill"

"Killed!"

The crowd in the aisle screamed, and then scattered and fled.

Soon.

No one is empty.

Except for the howling wind and rain.

The world is silent.

"The winding ghost won't just die like this." Itachi frowned.

He was suddenly worried that this guy would die like this, and he hadn't asked Chun Shi's whereabouts yet.

He walked in slowly.

Staring at the severed head.

Still have vital signs.

"Sure enough." Itachi directly picked up Fallen Ji's head with the sun wheel knife.

"Can we talk now?"

"Little brat, how dare you cut off my head! How many years! How many years! Not even the ghost hunter's pillar! You are the first!" Luo Ji's face was ferocious.

"Did you not understand the situation?" Itachi's face was frosty.

"It's you who didn't understand the situation! Brat!" Luo Ji glared angrily.

next second.

Itachi frowned.

The headless body turned out to be like a ghost, and it struck straight with a flying kick.

He bent down and flicked, and immediately retreated more than ten meters violently.

The head that was picked on the tip of the knife was still grinning grinningly.

Itachi frowned.

If her moves were nothing more than that.

He can only understand that this guy has gone crazy.

"You can't kill me!"

Itachi was noncommittal.

His eyes were fixed on the headless body.

He stands in the wind and rain.

Trembling like weak leaves.

suddenly!

Blood splattered!

The body was torn apart from the inside.

The viscera was sprinkled with blood and flesh.

Bloody, horrible, disgusting!

"Hey, hey, little sister, why did you lose in the hands of a kid." A voice full of jokes.

In Itachi's astonished eyes.

A vicious figure crawled out of that torn body.

The hair color is black and green, the upper body is bare, and the arm is wrapped with a red and black sickle.

Rumble!
Lightning flashed across the leaden sky.

Torrential rain.

In the huge courtyard.

A pale-faced man was sitting under the eaves.

He stared at the blue sky.

The outline of the distant mountains is reflected in the eyes.

ga-

There was a rapid cry.

A black raven fell through the rain on his shoulder.

"It's hard for you to have such a heavy rain."

The man's voice is gentle.

He rubbed the wet black feathers of the raven, "What's the matter?"

Raven whispered something in his ear.

The man was startled.

The calm face suddenly became serious.

"Winding?"

"Immediately dispatch the nearest three famous pillars to Huajie!"

The sound settled.

Immediately, the raven fluttered its wings and hid itself in the boundless wind and rain.

"My lovely swordsmen." The man stood up, with the blasted thunder reflected in his eyes.

"Be sure to come back alive!"

(End of this chapter)