Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 77 Tired

Standing on a wooden house suspended by spider silk.

The butterfly bears against the sky where the stars and the moon are all hidden.

His eyes pierced through the heavy night.

What fell in the eyes was the monstrous flames and the towering ice Buddha rising from the ground under the illuminated hoarfrost and snow.

The loud noise continued.

Butterfly clenched her hands tightly.

against the chest.

Worried.

must
Must cut off his head!
Itachi-kun! !
She kept shouting from the bottom of her heart.

In pure darkness.

Gradually, rustling footsteps sounded.

Getting closer.

Knock in the ear.

It sounds flustered.

Butterfly cast his eyes away.

His body tensed up subconsciously.

After seeing the visitor clearly.

She let out a long breath.

is hidden.

Butterfly held my wife Shanyi and jumped down.

It landed lightly in front of the hidden organization members.

The latter were all taken aback.

Shaking all the time.

"Am I that scary?" Butterfly suppressed her signature smirk.

The hidden organization member wrapped in black shook his head hastily.

"No, no, Butterfly Ninja-sama is so beautiful, how can it be scary."

"It's just that there is too much movement in the spider mountain, and there are so many casualties along the way."

The voice was a little timid.

But Butterfly Shinobu didn't blame them.

After all, the Hidden Organization was only responsible for the aftermath. In addition, there were indeed heavy casualties on that Tian Spider Mountain, and Mr. Weasel's fight was earth-shattering. It would be the same mentality as some ordinary swordsmen.

"Don't be afraid, someone will take care of the ghosts here, just hurry up and rescue the wounded." Butterfly Ninja said softly.

"This little guy is handed over to you, remember to be safe." She handed my wife Shanyi to everyone, and then jumped up the treetops towards the earth-shattering battlefield.

"It's really troublesome."

"I thought it would be easier to join the hidden organization, but I didn't expect it to be just as busy, and now I'm stuck in this damned corner." Someone complained.

Everyone complained of displeasure.

Only one person remained silent.

The eyes are deep.

Gazing at the scorching flames in the dark night.

It was Shixiachuan.

tired.

The current team of the Twelve Ghost Moons.

The head of Natian Spider Mountain.

A strong supporter of loving family members.

A good boy who maintains the bondage of his family with tenderness like water.

Now he is frustrated.

Blindly wander among the mountains and forests.

Go and stay to no avail.

Don't know what to do.

If you follow the normal trajectory.

At this moment, he should be greeting his family members politely.

But an uninvited guest broke into his home.

Correct.

It's Tong Mo.

Relying on his status as the second of the first string, he forcibly occupied his hilltop.

And he was also driven to live here.

Tired don't know what happened.

But his ghost is soft-spoken.

In the face of Tong Mo, there is no room for resistance at all, and he can only let him be slaughtered.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

He flicked out a cold and sharp spider web.

The ancient trees that rose from the ground were instantly torn apart.

pouring down from every direction.

The leaves are flying.

In the loud noise.

Tired still looking gloomy.

With a spider web in his hand, he was bored.

And at the same time.

At a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

Butterflies are rising and falling on the treetops.

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

It is natural to attract her.

Butterfly frowned.

Fly to.

A few side steps.

There is already a strong ghostly breath in the air.

She clenched the sun wheel knife at her waist.

Lurking away quietly.

When approaching.

The radiated eyes caught the figure of the evil spirit.

A little boy in a white shirt.

He looked unhappy.

Playing with sticky spider webs in his hands.

Butterfly reluctantly fell down.

Appeared directly in front of him.

She can feel it.

This ghost is not strong.

"Good evening, you seem to be very unhappy." Butterfly held back that indifferent smile, while tilting her head, she tapped on the handle of the knife tightly with one hand.

Tired expression changed.

Immediately the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad! Fuck me!"

He growled.

Swing out a piece of spider web.

Butterfly jumped up reluctantly.

Easily dodged his offensive.

Blink appeared behind Tired.

She patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm obviously very polite, why do you want to kill me when you meet?" Butterfly Ninja still smiled, her voice sounded cold.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you are a ghost, that's what ghosts are. They have no reason, no ethics, and are full of primitive bloodthirsty and brutality."

She said to herself.

"Stop talking nonsense and die to me!" Lei growled.

"Blood ghost art. Scribe rotation!"

Thousands of spider threads whizzed out in an instant.

It is densely packed to envelop the butterflies.

The latter took his time.

Leap up.

Spinning like a butterfly in the air.

All the offensives passed by.

Tired look stunned.

Howling Impossible Impossible! !
He wants to kill again.

Butterfly looked at him indifferently.

"I'm going to kill you."

Then he swung his knife and danced.

"Dance of Butterfly. Teasing."

She moved lightly.

The slender blade in his hand broke through the air.

Stab again and again on the tired body.

The latter was covered in bruises before he had time to react.

But he didn't die.

His head was also attached to his neck intact.

He laughed wildly.

Pointing at the butterfly on the ground, he sneered mercilessly, "You can't stop chopping off your head! You can't stop chopping off my head!! Hahahahaha!!!"

Butterfly smiled.

Put the sun wheel knife into the scabbard.

"I really can't cut off the heads of ghosts. I haven't cut off the heads of ghosts once since I joined the ghost killing team, but this doesn't affect my continued killing of ghosts."

"Why do you think this is?"

she asked narrowly.

"Pretending to be a ghost!!" Tired disdain to answer her question.

In his eyes, Butterfly Shinobi is already a dying person.

"Really, even if death is imminent, this is the virtue. Is it really possible for the world my sister expects to come true?" Butterfly suppressed a smile.

Turn your back and leave.

"Did I tell you to go? Die to me." Tired's voice stopped abruptly.

His figure froze as he sprinted forward.

A heart-piercing pain gushed out from his body.

Every cell is howling.

Like a mountain whistling and a tsunami.

Tired howled hysterically.

Desperately pulling his scalp.

Tear off the white hair, along with the flesh and blood, exposing the white bones inside.

The eyeballs that were engraved with the embarrassment trembled and squirmed, and then slipped out of the eye sockets.

Like a puddle of mud, it slid down the festered and rotten cheek.

Every part of the body is festering.

The bones and organs hidden in it also melted like ice meeting fire, turning into a turbid and disgusting slurry that flowed out from the festering muscle tissue.

"No, no, no!!"

There was a louder wailing.

Resounded throughout the entire Natian Spider Mountain.

Incredibly terrifying.

Tired, who devoted his whole life to building a happy family, died in pain like this.

And the 'culprit' who caused all this, Butterfly Ninja, has long since left this place.

The moment of wailing pierced my ears.

She is neither happy nor sad.

For Butterfly Ninja.

The world is just missing a piece of shit.

(End of this chapter)