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Under the control of Yuzu Yujin, Jiu Tai punched Zhongxian Zhiba's most vulnerable abdomen. Although the force was not great, within 0.00001 seconds, Jiu Tai's remaining mana power and the energy infused by the knotweed were at the same time. It directly penetrated the body of the eighth of the middle string.

The eighth of the middle string did not fall to the ground, but staggered a few steps, howled, and stopped again.It mobilized the inner strength, but the wound was like a crack in marble, showing no sign of healing.

Jiu Tai could feel the power of the knotweed was fading, but he could barely maintain it at a high level.

In his impression, such a punch should not cause such a large fluctuation in energy, this is...

"Hey, isn't it almost time?" The voice of Seventh of the Middle Strings suddenly came.

"Hiss... uh... no, it's still a while away." The eighth of the middle string reluctantly replied.

"Okay then, let's hold on for a while."

Immediately afterwards, Jiu Tai felt the surrounding air being sucked away, but fortunately, with the blessing of the strength of Knotweed Yujin, he didn't need to breathe for the time being.

After a while, countless pillars of air like silver nails flew towards him, each nailed on his body.

This is the absolute disadvantage in the opponent's field.

Jiu Tai felt that part of the energy of the knotweed had disappeared again, and it was a large part.

"Jiutai, I might...be about to lose it." Even if they were not together, Jiutai could still hear the tiredness in Knotabagi Yujin's tone.

The seventh in the middle string felt that Jiu Tai was on the verge of the limit, in fact it didn't think that the little boy in front of him could last until now, so he laughed strangely.

The fear of death suddenly enveloped Jiu Tai's eyes, but after a while, he suddenly thought that maybe he could see his parents after he died.

So he was full of courage again.

If death is not a terrible thing, then desperately is the only option left now.

Jiu Tai felt the power in his body gushing out again, he rushed forward, but Seven of the Middle Strings moved too fast.It dodged backwards, and Jiu Tai's slashing missed.

The middle eight joined the mess, biting him from the side once or twice, but he parried each of its desperate strikes.

Two cursed ghosts fight fearfully. They are indeed ghosts in part - which makes them have a cruel instinct that is almost insane towards the helpless, but they are also curses, born out of human emotions, which makes them face a powerful Human beings who put themselves to death are also cowardly.

Jiu Tai swept across with his knife, leaving deep scars on the rough flesh of the eighth and seventh strings.

So they rushed towards Jiu Tai together, but they were deftly dodged again.And Jiu Tai's counterattack only hurt them superficially.

They were in a stalemate, looking for a chance to strike; the ghost of the curse pinned its hope on Kuutai's physical exhaustion, but now it looked like Kuutai didn't show signs of fatigue.

But the second half of the middle string could clearly feel the loss of his own power, so he feinted, opened his mouth and rushed at a speed that the other Jiutai couldn't react at all.

It didn't bite, but it knocked Jiu Tai down, its icy fangs dug into Chu Tai's side, the pain almost made him faint.

But Jiu Tai felt that some of the power that belonged to the knotweed had returned, so he held on.

He saw the opportunity to attack.

The pain pierced into every inch of flesh, and the broken bones wandered wantonly in the body.Jiu Tai called for the knotweed, he almost lost consciousness, he didn't even know that he repeated the name of the knotweed, but the other party didn't respond.

Rolling and impacting fiercely, Jiu Tai pressed the roaring middle string hard to the ground.

His only belief is the Sun Wheel Knife, every time the weapon in his hand penetrates into the enemy's body, Jiu Tai feels a burst of pleasure.

Almost exhausted the last bit of strength, the head of the middle string was also separated from the body, rolled twice on the bottom of the pitch-black field, and then merged with the darkness.

The field also collapsed in an instant.

Jiu Tai fell straight to the ground, smashing a human-shaped crater in the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Hmm. It's time." Seventh of the Chord looked at the direction in which his companion had passed away, but showed no mercy.

With a wave of its hand, its feather pads floated to it lightly, and then they disappeared together in a burst of dazzling light.

"Brother Huzhang, Knotweed, Knotweed, Knotweed..." This was the only remaining voice in Jiu Tai's mind.

"Hey, Jiutai."

"Knotweed, knotweed, knotweed..."

"You have worked hard."

"Tiger stick."

"forget me, please."

When he was about to fall into a coma, many heads suddenly appeared in his sight, Wujo Wu, Leyan Temple Jiashen, and Mingming, they were discussing something.

"Sound from east to west?"

"What, Knotweed Yuren collaborating with the enemy?"

"He disappeared?"

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When he woke up again, the wound on Jiu Tai's body had almost healed, and Jia Ru Niazi was watching him every step of the way, obviously it was her credit.

Jiu Tai remembered the news he heard before he fell into a coma, and suddenly sat up, "Brother Hu Zhang!"

Jia Ruozi was taken aback for a moment, only to notice that Jiu Tai woke up, hesitant to speak, "You'd better...heal the wound first."

"Mr. Jiarui Nitzi, may I ask Brother Huzhang how is he?" Jiu Tai still had some pain in his body, but he struggled to get up regardless.

"Don't get excited..." Jia Ruozi thought about it, and felt that it would be even more disadvantageous if he didn't tell Jiu Tai right now.

"Yesterday. When the five cursed ghosts attacked Cursaka in Kyoto together, the nearby conjurers and classmates rushed to support, and when everyone was fighting, the wisteria family's house was suddenly attacked. All the people in it disappeared strangely..." Jiarui Glass carefully thought about his words for a long time, but still gave up, "Including Knotweed Yuren."

Kuta showed an expression of disbelief.

Jiarui Glass continued in a flat tone: "The moment the knotweed lost contact, several cursed ghosts who were cursed in Kyoto all withdrew, so several teachers deduced that this may be the arrangement of Oni Wu Tsuji. It’s just a slap in the face.”

After listening, Jiu Tai fell into silence for a while, and then he rushed to the table in the distance like crazy, and grabbed the sun wheel knife on it.

"Brother Knotweed! Brother Knotweed! Can you hear me?"

Rilundao was cold, but there was no response in his mind.

He tried and tried hysterically, until he was given a sedative by the housekeeper and dragged back to bed.

In a daze, Jiu Tai suddenly thought of the phrase "They are here" that the knotweed said.

Could it be that the knotweed chose to transfer all its energy to itself when it knew it was dangerous and couldn't escape?

And the strength that the knotweed stick injected into him at the end was like a tonic—it was as if the light was shining.

Jiu Tai didn't dare to think about it, but before he fell into a coma, he secretly made up his mind——

He is going to Yokohama.

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The author has something to say:

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"He's miserable, he pretended [Quick Transmigration]"

There are a group of beauties in the entertainment circle——

A trainee who refuses unspoken rules, an idol who refuses to "open the back door", a screenwriter who refuses to have scripts changed randomly...

They are talented and have backbone, but they don't fit in the circle, so they are suppressed and excluded by the scum, and it is difficult for them to stand out.

Han Yi has traveled through hundreds of worlds, with double A's in intelligence and physique, and vicious methods.

His mission this time is to break through the siege as Meiqiang, a pitiful little girl, and get the flowers and applause he deserved.

Han Yi: Believe me, I'm really miserable, my nickname is even Han Mi [Touch.jpg]

Everyone scum:?Is this why you wrote the word "miserable" on my grave? 【Coffin Board Vibration.jpg】

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