People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

Winding one? ! !

ghost? ! !

The scarlet and evil Sharingans are turning faintly, and the pupils with printed characters are shining with a gloomy light. Hei Shimou lowers his head and looks at the ghost lamp full moon, with a cold arc on his mouth: "I am Ghost Mai Tsuji Musai-sama Next, one of the twelve ghost moons winding, Black Death Mou!"

"..." Gui Deng Man Yue still didn't understand, but seeing that the strange knife with eyes embedded in it was stabbing into his chest horrifyingly, his mentality at this time was completely different from before, and he only felt that Hei Si Mu was in his mouth. Every word he uttered was full of condescension.

"You said you were a ghost?" Ghost Lantern Manyue didn't believe it at first, but the scene of Hei Si Mou's eyes and eyes being exploded and healed just now gave him a strong impact, so he couldn't help but believe it!

"No!" Hei Si Mou drew out the blade, and the blood spurted out from Ghost Lantern Moon's chest in a line, sprayed on his sword robe, staining the snake and python pattern black and red.

Ghost Lantern Moon's eyes widened.

"Yes, we are ghosts!" Heishimu paused, and then the second half of the sentence burst out coldly, "No human being can refuse the gift of Master Gui Wu Tsuji, and it is your honor to be transformed into a ghost." , you cannot refuse, and be grateful!"

Ghost Lantern Man Yue froze all over, and saw Hei Si Mou opening a box in his hand, picking out a needle tube and brazenly piercing his heart along the split knife edge, and injecting it.

"What did you inject into my body?" Ghost Lantern Full Moon rubbed her sharp and jagged teeth like falling into an ice cave.

"Feel it carefully, every cell in your body is trembling with joy!" Heishimu gently inserted the knife back into the scabbard, and his six eyes stared at the full moon of the ghost lamp as if watching a dead person, "This is the ghost dance Tsuji Wuyou. The drop of blood bestowed on you contains all the power of a winding ghost!"

The heart is beating violently, as if it will explode in the next second, the blood in the whole body is frozen, it is bitingly cold, the bones and muscles seem to be injected with strange and domineering power, changing the internal nature and structure, the body is like Being torn and reorganized in general, every pore is tingling.

In my mind, a strange and cruel voice was roaring crazily, and a strange image of a jade pot emerged. A white ghost with fins on top of its head and strange-shaped arms came out of the jade pot, wrapping itself in anger. To himself, it seems that he wants to swallow himself alive.

"Who will be alive in the end?" Hei Si Mou stared indifferently at the ghost lamp. Full Moon's body turned into a puddle of liquid and wriggled on the ground. Eerie black air escaped from the liquid, and the blue liquid was gradually dyed into a pool of liquid. The color is as black as ink.

After a quarter of an hour,

The pitch-black liquid stopped wriggling, and a bowl of jade pot emerged from the surface of the water. Then the jade pot exploded, and the splashed black water gradually condensed into a human shape.

"I don't like sneaking around in jade pots!"

The ghost lamp full moon shakes his neck, making a strange sound of metal and liquid. It seems that there are some hidden shadows swimming in the liquefied body. The extra memory of the evil ghost was also digested by him, it felt as if he had an extra memory of the evil ghost and inherited all the abilities of that evil ghost.

And when that ability merged with his body, there seemed to be some subtle changes, which were slightly different from the picture in his original memory.

That evil spirit is called the Wuhu of Shangxian——Yuhu!

Do not,

Now it should be called the Wu of the Winding Strings - Ghost Lantern Full Moon!

The ghost lamp full moon rolled its eyeballs, and the two eyeballs surfaced strangely, and the evil light flickered in the pupils.

Ghost Lantern Full Moon moved his body and looked at Heishimu who was standing in front of him. He knelt on one knee and half-kneeled to the ground, and the voice in his throat had a hint of metal texture, "Thank you Lord Ghost Dance Tsuji for the gift, the winding Wu Ghost Lantern Full Moon Participate!"

"Master Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is waiting for you at Natian Spider Mountain!" Hei Si Mou turned and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a gloomy sentence in the ears of Ghost Lantern Moon, "A feast is about to begin!"

Ghost Lantern Moon blinked, concealed the characters on the back of her pupils, put on a new robe, and put the Ghost Moon Mask left by Hei Simou into her bosom.

He walked to the window and opened the gap in the curtains, just in time to see Terumi Mei leading two teams of Anbu, walking hurriedly towards the outside of the village.

The smog is shrouded and the sky is dark, which is very suitable for the breeding and breeding of ghosts!

"Thirsty for blood~"

Ghost Man Yue bit her lip and licked a drop of blood from the wound with the tip of her tongue. She disappeared instantly and followed Terumi Mei's team...

.....

It has been a while since the assassination of Goju Yagura, and those who are unwilling to beheaded are not far away, and they are still staying in the land of water.

When he thought of what happened that day, he felt resentful and depressed inside, with nowhere to vent his anger, but when he calmed down and thought about it, he felt the creepy palpitations.

I was designed by Kisame Kisame!

But what on earth is the dried persimmon ghost shark doing?

and also,

What happened to the Fourth Mizukage Goju Yakura? Is he cooperating with Kisame Kisame?

but,

Dried Persimmon Kisame also defected like himself!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, the angrier he became, the more he couldn't figure it out, the more he couldn't understand it, the more he didn't want to leave, and he felt as if he had discovered a shocking secret in the village.

Mizukage Yagura's implementation of Blood Mist Sato may not only be due to cruelty and tyranny, but is there a deeper conspiracy behind it!

No longer looking at the flowers in the fog, he looked confused, but he decided to find an opportunity to lurk back to Wuyin Village, investigate and reveal the truth behind it.

Outsiders call Zabu Zhan a ghost,

But they all misunderstood and refused to cut,

Beneath his cold exterior is a fiery heart,?

He has always wanted to change and end the policies of the Blood Mist,

He loves Wuyin Village very deeply!

The assassination of Goju Yakura was for this purpose, and the plan to lurk back again to reveal the truth was also for this purpose.

Zabu Zhan Xiaoyan's pupils were full of fierce light, and the one who quietly followed behind him was the tool man he picked up from the road—Mizunazuki White.

His thin body was huddled in the loose clothes, his face was dirty with dust, but it didn't cover his pale and clean face, and his pair of eyes were as clear as snowflakes.

He silently followed Zabuzhan without saying a word. For him, Zabuzhan who picked him up gave his life meaning, so no matter where Zabuzhan was going, he would follow him, even if it was to A dead end that may lead to hell, he will be silent and resolute and never fall behind.

Beneath his weak and warm appearance is a cold and tough heart.

The combination of ghosts and snowflakes, in this dirty and ugly world, reveals a strange beauty, but in the final analysis, it is two homeless people wandering on the road, cuddling with each other to keep warm.

The fog suddenly spread and deepened.

A faint smell of blood floated over from the haze, and a dark figure was slowly walking out of the haze...

Black dress, pitch-black cane, graceful steps, a pair of bright red narrow eyes looking over from the haze, "Are you homeless? Why don't you follow me!"