Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Tomioka Yoshiyuki stood amidst the chaos everywhere.

He was holding a long knife and had a cold face.

There are no words.

not far away.

It was Butterfly Ninja who was also in a daze with a faint smile.

her side.

It was Itachi looking up at the clear sky.

Everyone was silent.

Like sculptures solidifying individually.

"I said...Itachi-kun...don't we need to do something now?" Butterfly Ninja broke the deadlock.

After treating Tanjiro.

She asked Itachi about his plans.

The latter's answer was to wait for Brother Yiyong to arrive.

But right now Tomioka Yoshiyuki has been stuck there for nearly 10 minutes in a daze.

There was still no movement from Itachi.

"Wait."

A monotonous character.

There is no follow-up.

Looking at the two icebergs on the left and right.

Butterfly held back his forehead and shook his head.

......

The extreme north of the city.

The teaching site of Wanshi Bliss Sect.

The ferret stands under the majestic tower with carved beams and painted buildings.

At this moment, his appearance has been turned upside down.

The original cold and stern face.

Now it turned into a young girl.

I feel pity for Shen Yun.

He has mastered all the basic information about Quanxia Town.

The only place that has not been explored right now is the Bliss Cult of Ten Thousand Ages.

The reason why he doesn't need the help of Ninja Butterfly and Giyuu Tomioka is that he alone is enough to deal with these problems as a ninja.

on the other hand.

Ghost Killing Team Pillar's ability is still too weak.

He witnessed the Battle of Huajie with his own eyes.

And from Yuya Ubuyashiki's mouth, it can also be known that for hundreds of years of fighting against evil spirits, except for him, no swordsman has ever successfully beheaded Shangxian.

The human beings in this world do not have the terrifying power of Chakra Blood Inheritance Boundary, and it is still too difficult to fight the evil spirits with almost abnormal self-healing ability just by breathing.

In the case of knowing that the other party has a winding ghost.

The two got involved.

It may also cause unnecessary trouble to him.

Better to stay put.

Also take care of Tanjiro and Nezuko.

Itachi pulled out his thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

Step forward.

Behind the red door.

It is a magnificent hall.

Blue Lantern Ancient Buddha.

Devout believers half-kneel on futons.

Beside him is an old woman who leans forward and sweeps the dust.

soon.

Someone came up to him.

It's a man.

Wearing a yellow robe.

The robe is embroidered with enchanting mandala flowers.

Looking up and down the 'beautiful and pleasant' Itachi.

The fundus of the eyes gradually revealed a fiery color.

"Have you encountered any troubles?"

muted voice.

But there was a sense of cunning.

Most of the girls who come here come to talk to Tong Mo about their concerns.

He is a good listener.

Itachi made it clear that he wanted to see the leader of Tongmo, and expressed his willingness to join the Bliss Sect.

The man's eyes lit up.

Immediately without stopping, he led Itachi to the top of the tower.

Landscape along the way.

Extravagant and flashy.

Even the government building pales in comparison to this place.

In such a poor place like Quanxia Town.

Such a magnificent building can be built.

Simply jaw-dropping.

"Go in, the leader is inside." The man stood still.

Itachi slowly opened the door.

What hits the face is a strong sandalwood.

Under the curling green smoke.

It is a dragon-carved golden stove standing in the center of the grand hall.

The dome is a Ukiyo-e painting with great tension.

Asura, evil spirits, gods and Buddhas.

Because there is everything.

Itachi stepped on the blood-red long carpet.

Eyes wander.

There was no one figure in the huge space.

next second.

There was a sneer coming after itself.

The vermilion door closed in response.

The man who led the ferret pressed forward step by step.

There was a ferocious and treacherous smile on his face.

"Little beauty...I will chew every inch of your flesh and blood!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Itachi looked at him.

There was no wave on his face.

The man didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

The laughter became more and more rampant.

He stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, exposing the thorn-like fangs in his mouth, and then opened his upper and lower jaws in an unbelievable degree. The drawn saliva stuck to the half-meter-open mouth, and his hoarse and fierce voice came from The hollow throat rolls out.

"Tremble!"

"Fear!"

Itachi remained calm.

His eyes even wandered.

Observing this magnificent hall.

Except the gate.

Windowless and seamless.

Isolate all light sources from the outside world.

It is in line with the key setting of ghosts choosing to live.

Coupled with this majestic momentum.

Most of them are the land used by the leader.

But why is there only one little guy here right now.

Matsuyama, the governor of Quanxia Town, has disappeared.

Tong Mo, the leader of Wanshi Bliss Sect, also disappeared.

The two guys with the most far-reaching influence in Quanxia Town disappeared overnight.

What the hell are they planning.

Itachi thought of the 'tomorrow' tunnel project. According to the discussion of the workers and the observation of the avatar, I am afraid that it will be completely completed today.

He thought again of the young man Murata who was driven mad in the tunnel.

egg...

end...

What is brewing behind this.

A beast-like roar rang in his ears.

Mixed with the strong smell of orangutan and rancid smell, it rushed forward together with the sound waves.

Itachi frowned.

I'm getting annoyed.

He put his hands on his waist.

instant time.

The black light flashed.

His figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Puchi! !

Bloody.

The bright red flesh flew into the air together with the thorny fangs.

Then there was a heart-piercing scream.

Itachi holds kunai.

He looked coldly at the ghost who couldn't figure out who was the hunter and who was the prey.

Then cut his trachea.

Cut off that tiresome wail.

Itachi looked at him condescendingly.

She still maintains her daughter body.

The white and beautiful face was engraved with an iceberg-like coldness.

"Where's Tong Mo?"

He knew that the minion in front of him could not be the leader.

The ghost's cut throat healed quickly, and the moment he regained the ability to speak, he screamed ferociously again.

In this regard.

Itachi was silent.

Swinging Kunai cut off his head and limbs.

"Where's Tong Mo?"

repeated words.

Still no emotion.

"I won't say...I won't say!" the evil spirit roared.

Itachi's face is frosty.

Blood color gradually spread in the dark eyes.

Since physical pain cannot make this guy succumb.

What about the collapse and obliteration of spiritual will?

Last time.

The potter's wheel as the twelve ghost moons was defeated by the pain of mental obliteration.

"You...who are you..." The ghost's voice trembled.

The girl who stood in front of him and looked down at him had deep red waves of blood in her eyes, and gradually a jade-shaped color spread out of the crimson red.

Enlarged in his eyes.

Like a sharp sword, it pierced through his pupils, crushed his brain, and obliterated his will.

Everything is just a moment.

Pain through the sky!

The ghost's eyes are distracted.

Six gods without masters.

It was an unimaginable pain!

It's enough to make people regret being born in this world!

Itachi stared at him blankly.

It seems that he has completely lost his sense of autonomy.

However, Itachi is still very confident in his control over pupil power.

Like this situation.

As long as it is supplemented by some simple physical means.

He threw out the kunai casually.

Pierce through the bloody head of the evil spirit below him.

The latter was under a burst of pain.

Sure enough, he regained some sobriety.

"Where's Tong Mo?"

Three sentences before and after.

No changes.

Even the sensuality is as indifferent as ever.

"I have already left here. As for where I went, I don't know. He asked me to stay here temporarily, saying that an eleven or twelve-year-old boy would come to the door soon, and asked me to bring him a word."

very different results.

The evil ghost spoke anxiously, for fear that if he spoke slowly, he would suffer again.

Look at the gorgeous girl in front of you.

His heart was filled with a poisonous snake-like chill.

a time.

He couldn't figure out who was the ghost.

"What?" asked Itachi.

He naturally knew that this eleven or twelve-year-old boy was talking about himself.

During the Twelve Ghost Months, he might have already been 'knowing all ghosts'.

The ghost's pupils trembled.

A hoarse voice spit out from the bloody throat.

"Together we will witness the completion of the Road to the Underworld, which is the first proud product I created when I came to this world. You will definitely be surprised..."

The ghost made a sound.

His bloodshot pupils swelled, protruded from his eye sockets, and then exploded violently. In the rain of blood, his body began to undergo a series of horrific deformations.

flesh.

Bones.

organ.

Dripping and now.

And fragmented.

The torso blinked and turned into a puddle of slurry of unknown composition.

Flowing along the long bloody blanket.

The only remaining head dragged its throat and was still struggling desperately, making a final sound.

"Weasel."

He said.