Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

The road is long.

Walk through the bustling and noisy Huajie.

Everything around gradually became quiet.

Civilization disappears and is replaced by wilderness.

The earth is overgrown with trees, overflowing with the neighing of insects and beasts.

The wind whimpered and wandered.

Can't help but make people tremble a little.

Yang Xiongye's face turned pale.

As time goes by, the fear that fills my heart becomes more and more prosperous, creeping up every nerve.

He will never forget that ghost named pulley!

Once swallowed a fresh life in front of him.

At that time, he was not the leader of the Buddha Dog.

Even the Buddha Dog organization does not yet exist.

He's just a hooligan.

A late night wandering.

Just happened to come across that tragic scene.

He fled desperately.

But that evil spirit was like a maggot attached to the bone.

But he wasn't killed.

The evil spirit gave him a choice, save blood for him to capture humans, or die!

And so the organization Buddha Dog was born.

With the support of the evil ghost who claimed to be a potter's wheel, Buddha Dog quickly cleared the obstacles and stood firm in Rashomon, a famous slum in Yoshiwara.

For many years, children have been abducted and trafficked. While providing blood food for the potter's wheel, they are sold to Huajie as geisha.

It grew stronger and stronger until today.

"You will die... you will definitely die..." Yang Xiongye's eyes darkened.

Itachi followed behind him.

Totally ignored this guy.

The face of Haruto Sakura always flickered in his mind.

That was the first friend he met in this world, and the only friend of the opposite sex.

It can be said that it was his first warmth when he first arrived.

He can't tolerate anyone hurting her.

If that pulley had really killed Chun Shi, then he would cut him into pieces!

The surrounding scenery became more and more open.

The lush forests are gradually thinning out.

Light poured down from the sky.

Covered like mercury.

Yang Xiongye suddenly stopped moving.

He stands where he is.

She was shaking all over.

Itachi frowned.

What greets the eyes is a rushing river, the stone arch bridge connects the two banks, and in the center of it is a towering pavilion.

Straight into the gray sky.

"Keep going!" Itachi held Ku Wudai on Yang Xiongye's spine, and the latter had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to move forward.

After walking on the arch bridge, we soon came to the attic.

"Knock!" Itachi's whole body tensed up.

dong dong dong-

There was a loud knock on the door.

"Come in." The majestic voice fell from a high place.

Then the door opened by itself.

The wind is blowing.

Yang Xiongye kicked his legs straight.

Itachi held him hostage and forced him to move on.

Stepping on the winding stairs.

They soon reached the top of the attic.

Yang Xiongye tremblingly pushed open the vermilion door.

The dazzling figure made him tremble.

"Here they are." The potter's wheel turned around slowly.

The face covered with bloody scars was reflected in Itachi's eyes, he frowned and clenched his teeth.

This is the guy!

windlass!

Not only killed Tsuruta Juichi's family, but also captured Sakurana Harutoki, and his life and death are uncertain.

"Hmm... um..." Yang Xiongye didn't dare to breathe.

"It's you, you brat?" The pulley stepped forward and sized him up, "It's nothing special."

"You go back first." He waved his hand.

Yangxiong Ye pestle in place.

"Huh?" A cold light flashed across the potter's wheel eyes.

Yang Xiongye hesitated to speak, he looked like a dumb man eating Coptis chinensis, unable to express his suffering.

He was eager to leave quickly.

But how dare he move.

Behind him, the kid still pressed Kuwu on his spine.

I am afraid I will kill him if I am a little bit wrong!

"Where is Haruto Sakura?" Itachi, who hadn't said a word, finally asked coldly, staring at the pulley with sharp eyes.

"Little devil! Do you know who you are talking to?" The pulley frowned.

"What did you do to her?" Itachi's face was frosty.

"Shame on you, no matter how special your status is, I will let you know what it means to be tall and thick today!" The pulley body was like thunder.

A fist came straight for the door!

Itachi threw Yang Xiongye to the ground, then quickly turned sideways, and at the same time threw the kunai tightly in his hand towards the heart of the potter's wheel.

Bang!

Puchi!

Yang Xiongye bumped into the square table and smashed hard on the ground, and Kunai also plunged into the chest of the potter's wheel extremely smoothly, and the gorgeous blood flowed along the opened flesh.

"Interesting!" The pulley grinned, raised his hand and pulled out the Kunai, then threw it at Itachi.

Itachi's face remained calm, and he tilted his head casually.

Bitterness passed by.

Go straight to the door behind you.

"It's really amazing that an eight or nine-year-old child can have such skills!" Luohe said to himself.

"But that's all you need to stop there!" His voice gradually rose.

"Little devil!"

The potter's wheel charged again.

This time, the speed was several times faster than before, and within a breath, the sharp fist hit the face directly.

The pulley grinned grimly.

Watching that immature face deform in the eyes.

Available in the next second.

His face changed.

The harsh sound of cracking wood.

The living person in front of him turned into a piece of dead wood.

At this moment, the beaten wood flocks exploded.

Damn!

The fierce Senhan attacked from behind.

The loud sound of drawing the knife sounded together with the exploding body.

A radiant sun wheel knife lay across the neck of the potter's wheel.

And the kid who was not as high as his chest was riding on top of his head at the moment.

The sun wheel knife pointed directly at the head!

"Say!"

"What did you do to her!"

The ferret's eyes are like knives.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" The pulley clenched his teeth.

This kid!

How could he be so tyrannical when he was only eight or nine years old!

"I don't want to waste any time talking with you!" Itachi's hand tightly gripped the Sun Wheel Knife, and under the huge grip, the blade turned crimson like flames.

Burning sting.

Even the cells are burning.

The potter's wheel twisted his face and hissed.

"Kid, you don't think you have the victory already, do you? You know, I am... Twelve Ghost Moon!!"

The moment the voice settled down.

The body of the potter's wheel turned into a puddle of liquid.

Itachi looked stunned.

Holding the Sun Wheel Knife, you must be vigilant in your eyes.

Twelve ghost months?

Is this guy Twelve Ghost Moons?

Is it vampirism?

What a weird technique!

Itachi's face tensed.

suddenly.

His expression froze, his eyes drooping down to his feet.

The wooden floor was suddenly pierced by a huge force, and a ghostly hand with throbbing veins stuck out!

Itachi couldn't dodge.

He grabbed it directly and dragged it to the next floor.

The darkness overwhelmed the sky.

There was heavy blood and gore everywhere.

By the moonlight falling from the top.

Itachi saw Senleng's iron prison and the slaughtering tools.

The blood left indelible marks on the ground!

This guy!

How many people were killed!

Itachi was furious.

Spring time...

Will Harutoki die in his hands like this...

Will not!

Certainly not!

Itachi growled inwardly.

The long knife folded and the falling moonlight reflected the bloodstained face in the darkness.

He flew away.

The figure is as fast as running thunder.

When he grabbed the body, it turned into a puddle of liquid again.

"Hahahahaha! You can't kill me in my domain!" The sound of the pulley echoed throughout the attic.

How to do?

How to do? !

What exactly is this guy's blood ghost technique? !

Itachi was upset.

This horrific slaughterhouse worried him deeply.

"I want to see how much energy you have!"

The same number of ways.

The floor under his feet cracked again, and the ghost hand dragged him to the next floor.

No pungent odor.

There is a faint smell of river water in the air.

Itachi looked around.

It is a kitchen.

And there is a bright red heart on the display board.

"It was meant to be dinner, but before I had time to enjoy it, I was messed up by you brat, what a disappointment!" In the darkness, the potter's wheel that was like a maggot attached to the bone charged again.

Itachi didn't hesitate any longer.

Throw the sun wheel knife directly.