I'm In Konoha: My Cheat Is Actually Myself

"Why should we hurt each other?"

At night, in a strange town full of darkness, a man in gorgeous clothes with a folding fan in his hand whispered, his tone was full of regret and pity.

He had a handsome face, white oak-like hair, blood was poured on his head, and his voice was calm and soft.

If you ignore the words "winding string" and "two" in his colorful eyes, as well as the blood-stained white ghost teeth, you will definitely think that he is a warm and reliable person.

However, all the characteristics showed that this guy who frowned and complained like a spoiled child was the second of the twelve ghost months.

An extremely evil ghost with countless cannibals.

"It's very simple, because you are a ghost, and I am the swordsman in charge of killing ghosts.

On the opposite side of No. 2, is a beautiful woman with long hair reaching her waist. From the appearance alone, she should be quite young. She looks like she is in her early twenties. As she panted her wings slightly, her pale purple and pink eyes also radiated a dull light at this moment.

"You came here only after receiving information that there is a ghost here!"

Not caring about the woman's words, Shang Xian Zhi Zhan stretched out his pale and slender fingers and pressed it against his chest: "As for "Nine Six Zero", I heard that someone was using the name of the Bliss Sect to save money, so I ran over to take a look. of."

There was joy in his eyes: "You say it's a coincidence, we are looking for the same person, it's so fateful!"

However, before the words were finished, the joy in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by a deep sadness, and even tears gradually emerged.

"But why, why do we, who have the same purpose, hurt each other? Wouldn't it be good to sit down and talk?"

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The woman... or the [style column] of the Ghost Killing Team, Butterfly Ninja's sister, Butterfly Chana Hui, frowned and looked at the nervous second person on the opposite side, saying nothing, but she was sure of one thing in her heart. .

What is the big problem with the mind of this winding ghost!

"Oh, it's so boring!

Seeing that Chanel Hui didn't answer this time, the eyes of the winder blinked, tears disappeared quietly, the thick black eyebrows stretched, the corners of the mouth drooped and the corners of the mouth rose, sketching the shape of a smile on the face, the white fangs flickered coldly, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, hello! I'm Tong Mo, what's your name?

The answer to him was the slash of the pink blade. Butterfly Chanahui didn't have the slightest smile on his face, and slashed at Tong Mo's neck with the sun blade.

Winding the second, Butterfly Chana Megumi is not sure to defeat the opponent, but she has to fight.

Dozens of people can be saved by defeating just one ghost.

Hundreds of people would have been saved if it had been wound.

It is not a question of whether it can be done, something must be done.

Must...not let others have the same sad memories as myself.

The crimson blade danced and was avoided by Tong Mo.

Butterfly Chanahui's wrist deflected, the surging airflow collided with a subtle light sound, wrapped around the blade, and with the waving of Butterfly Chanahui's arm, it rushed towards Tong Mo's neck.

The golden folding fan blocked the blade, and Tong Mo's other hand opened the lotus-patterned golden fan and fanned greatly.

The icy cold air filled the air, and the blossoming ice lotuses bloomed out of thin air, and the savage growth flocked to the butterfly Chanel.

Blood Ghost Technique - Lotus Leaf Ice!

Butterfly Chanel Hui flew back and avoided the sharp ice lotus.

However, the freezing air emanating from the ice lotus had already wrapped around her arm, and the biting cold air seemed to penetrate into the bones, coating her arm with a layer of frost.

"What a beautiful swordsmanship!

Tong Mo's colorful eyes flashed, and with a flick of his arm he unfolded another folding fan, "Is this your special breath? Is there some shadow of the breath of water, is there a name?

"Breath of Flowers."

Butterfly Chanahui replied softly, the tone was as gentle as before, as if to soothe Tong Mo's emotions, and at the same time took the opportunity to run the breathing method, absorb a lot of oxygen to promote blood circulation, and quickly restore the frozen arm.

"Wow, what a nice name!

Tong Mo showed admiration with an expression of admiration. After a while, he turned into a concerned look, "Developing my own breathing method must have suffered a lot. If only I had met me earlier..." He suddenly With a smile, "It's not too late, come and join my [Bliss Religion], as the patriarch, it is my duty to share happiness with the believers.

Strange... Butterfly Chana Kee is acutely aware of a sense of disobedience that cannot be ignored.

Evil ghosts should not say such things, and it should not be evil spirits who say such words.

In other words, the words and expressions this Tong Mo said were false.

However, the tone and expression are very sincere, and it is too perfect to make people feel unreal.

So, why do you want to show this fake expression on purpose?

Butterfly Chanel Megumi clenched the handle of the knife.

There can be no distractions, the enemy is dangerous on the wind and must be fully focused.

In order to form an effective attack, the blood ghost art, which uses cold air to attack, must use intensive combos to roll up strong winds to forcibly disperse the cold air, and at the same time move the body quickly to prevent freezing.

To deal with this kind of attack, perhaps the breath of flame and the breath of wind are more suitable, but unfortunately, the two [pillars] who have mastered this breathing method are not active near here, even if they receive news from the crow, it should be too late. Here we go.

Thinking like this, Butterfly Chanahui's figure has sprinted forward, and when her long hair flew, the pink sun blade in her hand danced. Like the tender petals of peony petals, they approached Tong Mo's neck.

The Breath of Flowers and the Shape of Wu - Fruitless Peony!

Just like the flower language of the peony [a special liking, reluctant to part], the crimson knife light is continuous, layer upon layer bursting and dancing, no matter how Tong Mo dodged, he always approached his neck relentlessly.

"So beautiful..."

What kind of expression should I use at this time?

Smile and compliment seems good.

Tong Mo squinted his eyes and laughed, waving the golden folding fan in his hand, and the frost flowed like a falling snow, turning into solid ice to block the attack of Butterfly Chanahui.

Blood Ghost Technique - Snowfall in the Dry Garden!

The ice and the knife light collided, the blade and the fan were staggered, and the sound of ice cubes breaking was mixed with the harsh sound of metal friction.

"And it's awesome too!"

With a smile on his face, Tong Mo easily resisted Butterfly Chanahui's slash, and praised softly: "Look at me, I was just slashed in the neck by you, oh, and this one, it's really thrilling. !

Listening to Tong Mo's non-stop playful voice, Butterfly Chanahui was neither impatient nor impatient, and seemed completely unaffected. She still adopted the principle of steady and steady fighting, and used her own research on the breath of flowers and the accompanying swordsmanship. ...

For a time, this gloomy area was soon surrounded by an invisible sea of ​​flowers, and it became extraordinarily bright.

Finally, after about five minutes of fighting, Tong Mo's defense finally revealed a flaw, and then he was caught by Butterfly Chana Hui, who slashed his neck with a knife.

"Ahhhh!!! I'm dead!!"

With the exaggerated shouting, Tong Mo's face suddenly showed extreme panic.

However, this expression only lasted for a moment, and the corners of his mouth rose again, and with his wide colored eyes, he outlined a flamboyant expression on his face.

Only at this moment did Chana Hui realize that the opponent's neck was actually covered by a thick layer of ice crystals, and the slash just now was blocked because of this, and did not really hurt him.

"I lied to you!

As soon as the voice fell, the golden lotus-patterned fan in Tong Mo's hands waved, and the finely broken ice patterns were delicate, soft and radiant, swaying densely, and the edge was cold.

Blood Ghost Art - Loose Lotus!

The ice flowers rotate, and the moving route is strange and changeable, like a flurry of wind and snow, surrounded by them.

Butterfly Chanahui took a deep breath and immediately switched to defense.

The crimson sword light bloomed in all directions, like Mei Aoxue.

The Breath of Flowers, the Type II - Mikage Plum!

"Be careful!" Tong Mo exclaimed with a worried look, "Above!"

When Butterfly Chanai Hui waved the knife to resist the ice flower, Tong Mo's hand fanned the lotus pattern gold fan, and the cold air rose into the sky, turning into dozens of sharp ice picks and falling into the sky.

When he reminded, these ice picks were already approaching the top of Butterfly Chanahui's head.

Butterfly Chanahui leaned forward, stretched out her hand and pressed it on the ground, strands of soft long hair drifted in the air with the twist of her body, and the blade Qi flew like petals, wrapping her body and smashing the adjacent ice picks by 2.8.

The Breath of Flowers and the Shape of the Land - Vortex Peach!

Butterfly Chanel has not yet landed, and the icy cloud is blowing.

Tong Mo just waved his fan, and the thick cold mist rolled from behind him and rushed towards the butterfly Chana Hui, and the ice crystals flickered.

Blood Ghost Technique - Frozen Cloud!

Landing on one foot, Chana Butterfly exerted force on her feet, ready to go backwards.

However, the ground was covered with a layer of smooth ice at some point, and she slipped under her feet and fell backwards at this moment!

"How can you be so careless! Tong Mo frowned and complained, "Hurry up and grab my hand. ""

Saying so, he followed the frozen cloud and slashed towards the butterfly Chanahui.

Just then, the screeching sound of the air tearing came roaring!

Tong Mo frowned, gave up the action of attacking Butterfly Chanahui, and was about to dodge.

But the next moment, a dazzling brilliance wrapped in lightning came to him, pierced into his chest like an arrow, and flew backwards with his body, disappearing instantly.

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