Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

After knowing the news that Nezuko can shine the sun, Wuyou became more interested in it for a few days. After all, there is a small road that can be passed quickly by the side of the road that has always been blocked. Anyone who knows it will be very happy.

And Nezuko, who overcomes the weakness of the sun, is undoubtedly the shortcut.

But this incident did not make Wu Mi happy for too long. After the time when he found out that Nedouzi could shine the sun and felt joy, Wu Mi began to be dissatisfied with Shangxian, who had only three subordinates left. .

As he expected, the evil spirits always start to die from the place where the human blood is the most.

Only three people left, Shang Xian, sat side by side. Because Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo disliked Tong Mo, they moved to the two sides without any trace and kept a certain distance away from Tong Mo. The heart is clear.

"Huh? I'm really hurt by everyone's attitude."

Tong Mo waved the golden iron fan with lotus pattern in his hand, showing a sad expression, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.

Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo were completely immune to his appearance. Although they couldn't say they knew everything about Tong Mo, they knew it quite well. They glanced coldly at Tong Mo, who was still smiling at this moment, and turned their heads away. .

"Now there are only three of you left among the six on the string. Just three are not enough. I need more ghosts to help me deal with the ghost killing team."

Wu Mi lived in the upper seat and was not interested in paying attention to the three strings. Behind him was Naruto holding a pipa.

"I've decided to promote Narujo to the top four, and I need you to help me find a more powerful ghost to take the place of the rest."

Hei Si Mou and the others didn't dare to disobey, they lowered their heads and said yes in a low voice.

Hearing Wu Mi's words, Ming Nu gradually raised her head, and that huge eyeball looked at Heishi Mou Yiwozuo and Tong Mo, and the bright "四" on it caught the eyes of the three of them.

It is a sign that Naruto has become a place where she goes online.

But to be honest, Naruto doesn't have this strength, and now it's just a general among the dwarves, so Naruto can drive the ducks to the shelves.

"That's really congratulations, Miss Pipa."

Tong Mo smiled and sent his blessing.

When Tong Mo raised his head, he happened to see Crescent Moon who was sitting on the side and slowly watching the goldfish swaying in the small fish tank. With his hand covering his mouth lightly, Tong Mo chuckled and said, "Oh, I don't know if Mr. Yueya wants to What role do you play?"

Tong Mo wasn't worried about Wu Mian who was sitting on the side getting angry, and looked at Yue Ya who seemed to have nothing to do with him with great interest and continued: "I remember the last time we met, Mr. Yue still acted like he was going to kill me. What does it look like?"

Tong Mo himself is not afraid of death, it is better to say that this psychopath still has a feeling of eagerness for death.

Crescent Moon, who was poking the water surface with her fingertips, turned her head to look at him, the corners of her mouth raised but her eyes were filled with ice, he did not deny his thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry I didn't kill you back then."

Yueya's murderous intent almost turned into substance and pierced Tong Mo's head. Thinking about it now, Yueya felt that it was a pity that her blade was only a little short.

With just that little difference, Tong Mo wouldn't be a shit-stirring stick in this world.

Instead of being afraid, Tong Mo became more interested, and the corners of his mouth curled up to the sky.

"Ah—yes, I'm really honored."

After finishing speaking, Tong Mo said to Yue Ya again with a very distressed expression: "But Mr. Yue, you are so hostile to ghosts, can we trust you?"

"After all, I remember the weapon in your hand, but it's the Sun Wheel Knife."

As soon as Tong Mo's voice fell, the surroundings fell into a dead silence, half of Wu Mi's face was in the shadow and it was hard to see clearly, but just by looking at the aura around him, one could guess that Wu Mi's mood was not very good at this time.

Hei Simou, who was silent at the side, glanced at Yueya in astonishment, and slowly clenched his pants tightly with his hands on his knees.

Rilun Saber, Ghost Killing Squad, it’s been a long time since I heard these two words.

Yueya didn't expect Tong Mo to have such a pressing look, but judging from Tong Mo's expression, it wasn't because of any question of whether to believe it or not.

Tong Mo still had a compassionate smile on his face when he said these words, but the interest in his eyes was higher than ever.

Crescent Moon gritted her teeth and sneered in her heart.

This bastard child milling is purely for fun.

"Do not worry."

Crescent Moon pinched her own fingers and swallowed the anger in her heart.

"If I were to kill ghosts, the first person to kill must be you."

As soon as the words fell, Yueya picked up the fish tank and walked out the door of the room, leaving only the clear sound of closing the shoji door.

Crescent Moon left Infinite City, but Wu Mi is still there.

"Tong Mo, you have too much mouth."

Sitting at the top, Wu Cang looked at Tong Mo's unchanging smiling face, with icy eyes.

"This is for your consideration, my lord."

Tong Mo straightened his hat of the Bliss Cult of Eternal Bliss and said with a smile, and in the next instant scarlet had spread all over his field of vision.

He could hear the sound of his bones cracking inch by inch.

"what?"

Tong Mo stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and when he touched it, he encountered a piece of cold wetness.

He looked down and saw bright red everywhere.

is blood.

"Enough, shut up."

Wu Mi closed her eyes and softly called Ming Nu's name, "Tell him to get out."

Ming Nu bowed her head in response, flicked her fingertips lightly, and the pipa in her hand hummed and Tong Mo disappeared in place.

World Bliss Teaching Forum——

Tong Mobang landed on his seat, the blood on his head was still flowing out, but the wound had begun to heal gradually.

"Master Patriarch—"

A believer's voice called Tong Mo's name outside the door: "Master Jiaozu, a believer is visiting."

"Wait first—!"

Tong Mo didn't let the congregation come in. After all, he is a normal person who would be shocked when he saw someone with blood on his head.

“I’ll be right soon!”

Tong Mo gently licked off the blood stained on his fingers, with the most common compassionate smile when he saw the congregation on the corner of his mouth.

But if you look carefully, you will find that there is no trace of emotion in his gorgeous colorful eyes.

"Ah, that's really interesting."

The corners of the mouth were raised, and Tong Mo showed two sharp fangs.

Tong Mo was driven back to his lair, and Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo sat on the tatami without saying a word, waiting for Wu Mi's next order.

"Get ready, help me find a ghost who is capable of winding."

After Wu Mi said lightly, he was ready to let the two of them retreat, but just as Hei Simou and Yi Wozuo were about to leave, Wu Mi stopped Hei Simou again.

"Hei Si Mou, you stay first."

"Yes."

Hei Si Mou remained silent as usual, he gave a low reply and then stopped the movement of his feet.

Yi Wo Zuo left, leaving only Hei Si Mou and Wu Mi in the empty room.

"Black Death Mou."

Wu Mi called out his name, and a pair of red eyes gleamed in the dark.

"I have something for you to do."

Heishimu walked over and sat down on his knees, bowing his head to listen to Wu Mi's orders.

Although the surface is still calm, the waves below the sea surface have gradually begun to brew and become turbulent.

The long struggle, which was enough to overthrow the Ghost Slayer Squad and the ghosts for thousands of years, has gradually come to an end. When Wuyou sent Narujo to secretly investigate the location of the Ghost Slayer Squad and the Miyayashiki family, the Ghost Slayer Squad was also on the way. Start training crazily on your players.

some small town—

Yan Yue supported his precarious body with his sun wheel saber, sweat rolled down from his forehead, Yan Yue panted heavily, his eyes were congested due to excessive use of Thunder Breathing, he felt that his lungs were Like several holes, every breath brings unspeakable pain.

Can't win!

Can't win at all!

This is the only thought in Yan Yue's mind, surrounded by the bloody corpses of his companions, and now he himself is also covered in scars.The eyes of the evil ghost in front of him were clearly engraved with the words Kamizuichi.

It is winding, or one of the strongest windings among windings.

Yan Yue still remembered that he and his companions followed the crow's order to eradicate the evil spirit, but no one told him that this evil spirit was Shangxian!In less than a quarter of an hour, all the high-level swordsmen around him were killed by this Shangxian who held the sun wheel knife in his hand.

The despair brought about by the suppression of power made Huang Yue completely lose the will to resist. He knelt on his knees and looked at Hei Simou with his back to the moonlight.

Those three pairs of scarlet eyes stared at him tightly, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Is today the day he ushered in the end?

Yan Yue is not reconciled, he has not lived enough, he is still young, how could he die so easily!

In order to survive, he could feed his companions in the temple to the evil spirits without hesitation when he was a child. In order to survive, he joined the ghost killing team and practiced his sword skills day after day, but now he is going to die here? ?

How could he be willing!

But the evil ghost with six eyes standing in front of him suddenly spoke.

"You are fine." Hei Si Mou said in a deep voice.

"I need to find a powerful ghost now. You have a strong desire to survive and your strength is not bad."

"Are you going to become a ghost?"

The ghastly ghost asked in a low voice that sounded like the whisper of a demon.

"Become a ghost, and you will have endless life. Naturally, you can also become powerful."

"If you don't want to..."

Hei Si Mou sighed lightly: "You have to die."

Of course Yan Yue didn't want to die, he wanted to live more than anyone else, so he raised his head, his blood-stained eyes fixed on Hei Simou in front of him.

His heart began to beat uncontrollably.

As long as he becomes a ghost, he can have endless life, so all those who look down on him and those who ignore him can no longer ignore his existence.

Whether it's the idiot who can only cry or the stinky old man who let him kill ghosts with the idiot, he will get his due price!

Damn old man!

As long as he thinks of the days in Taoshan, Huang Yue is full of hatred.

Yan Yue trembled and straightened up, then took Heishimu's hand and wolfed down the strangely colored blood that was handed towards him.

Cold blood with a fishy smell flowed down his throat, all the way to his stomach.

He didn't feel much after drinking it, and then a burning pain began to appear in his stomach. The pain that seemed to tear his whole body was almost torn apart, and he convulsed and turned over and over on the dusty ground.

"For...why!"

Yan Yue □□, he thought it was Hei Si Mou who regretted it, and what was given to him was not to turn him into a ghost

"This is the pain one must go through when becoming a ghost."

Hei Si Mou stared at Huang Yue who was writhing in pain on the ground. It took him three days and three nights to become a ghost, how long can the person in front of him last.

"If you make it through, you can become a ghost, if you can't make it through—"

Hei Si Mou's voice became extremely ethereal and indifferent at this moment.

"You have nothing but death."

Lying on the ground, Huang Yue pinched his throat and the pain spreading all over his body made him doubt whether he could survive. The strong desire to survive firmly occupied his mind, and he felt the pain of his blood being assimilated.

It is the pain of being eaten away inch by inch, the pain of thousands of ants eating your flesh and blood.

Huang Yue stared at the huge full moon hanging high in the night sky with a ferocious face.

Suddenly, a dim spot of light appeared on the round moon, and that spot became bigger and bigger until people could see his whole picture clearly.

It was a person, a young man in a kimono with long black hair.

Is it a god coming?

Yan Yue's nerves swallowed by pain thought this way in the last bit of clarity.

Then the next moment, the young man who stepped on the moon stepped on him.

Yan Yue: ...?