Reincarnation from Pirates

Chapter 190 189 The Man on the Sea Will Never Compromise

Chapter 190 189 The Man on the Sea Will Never Compromise
So, dried persimmon ghost shark, what is our fifth emperor doing?

Let's jump back in time to two months ago.

Lin Xun: "Dried persimmon ghost shark. Are you riding a horse?"

Dried persimmon ghost shark: "Boss, listen to my explanation, it's not like this."

"What's the point of explaining? Just wait until you become a dried persimmon ghost princess."

Paji, the phone bug hangs up.

Lin Xun let out a bad breath.

Then he opened the system interface and looked at the avatar of the dried persimmon ghost shark on the interface.

After calming down, it suddenly occurred to him that in fact, it can't be all the blame on Kisame.

After all, Nicole Robin's aesthetic is indeed a bit weird.

And the empress Boya Hancock is a narcissist who has nothing but beauty.

Princess Baixing is another giant baby.

Nothing to be sorry about.

I don't feel envious at all.

Lin Xun thought for a while, and silently clicked on the avatar profile of Ganshi Guixia.

Change its gender column to female.

Then he closed the interface and closed his eyes.

call.

I'm not angry at all.

Fishman Island, Dragon Palace City, Hall of Heroes.

After the dry persimmon ghost shark was hung up, he has been in a state of panic.

But I don't know what to do.

After thinking about it, he decided to go out for a while and wait for the limelight to pass.

The old man lost his temper in the past to explain.

That's the only way to do it.

Ganshi Guixie doesn't know when the boss will turn himself into Qianshi Guiji.

But he knew that he could turn into a dried persimmon ghost, and he could also turn back into a dried persimmon ghost.

As long as the boss is in a good mood, a temporary change is fine.

It's like experiencing life.

Just like that, the preoccupied Kanshi Kisame locked himself in the room.

Before locking the room, he gave some orders in time.

It’s just that I want to retreat, don’t bother me with anything, go to Fujitora for a smile and so on.

After getting into the warm bed and thinking wildly, Kisame gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"No, boss, I didn't mean to, I don't want to become a dried persimmon ghost girl."

"No."

Dried Persimmon Kisame woke up from the nightmare.

The back is wet.

With the help of the light, he suddenly felt his voice become sharper.

Touching the little ghost shark, the little ghost shark is still there.

Immediately relieved.

Dried persimmon ghost, took the mirror, and found that his rough appearance had become a little delicate.

The beard on the chin fell off unconsciously, and with a light pull, the chin became clean and smooth.

Immediately he understood that he was probably slowly changing in the direction of Qianshi Guiji.

Thinking of this, Ganshi Guixie hurriedly took out the phone bug and made a call.

However, after a long time, there was no sound of receiving calls from inside the phone bug.

Throw phone bugs aside.

Dried Persimmon Kisame fell heavily on the bed, looking at the glittering ceiling full of beautiful coral, lost in thought.

On the third day, I didn't sleep all night.

The little ghost shark was still there, but he found that his chin was a little thinner, and his originally rough arms became a little slender.

The clothes are also a lot looser, and the trousers fall down as soon as they are lifted.

On the fourth day, I still didn't sleep all night.

Looking at the small hills that suddenly bulged in front of his chest, Gan Shi Gui Sha wanted to cry but had no tears.

fifth day.Did not sleep for three days.

The little ghost is finally gone, the dry persimmon ghost. Oh no, the persimmon ghost looks at herself in the mirror.

I dare not speak for a long time.

On the sixth day, after the little ghost shark disappeared, she finally had a good night's sleep.

The little ghost shark disappeared.

On the contrary, it was a done deal, and she slept very soundly that day.

On the seventh day, the dried persimmon ghost looked at himself in the mirror with a hot body.

She could feel that her body finally stopped changing.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

For the past two days, her breasts have been getting bigger and bigger every day. She almost thought that the boss was going to turn herself into a big cow, and finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The appearance is not strange.

It can even be said to be very beautiful.

The proportion of the body does not affect the battle too much.

Nor did it become a mermaid.

It seems that the boss still left a little leeway for himself.

He didn't dare to imagine how he would fight if he turned into a mermaid.

Fortunately, the most worrying thing did not happen.

If you make a mistake, you have to bear the price. She didn't mean to resent the boss.

Obviously he made his own decision, the boss originally just wanted to sneak into the Sun Pirates.

The series of events that followed were obviously beyond her control.

Although I can't completely blame her, it also has a certain relationship with her.

So, from today onwards, I will be Ganji Guiji.

Dried persimmon ghost shark Oh don't dry persimmon ghost Ji think so.

She can no longer use the name Ganshiguixie, and it doesn't make much sense to deceive herself.

dong dong dong.

There was a loud bang from the door.

"Mr. Ganshi Guixie, I heard that you are not in a good mood recently, and the emperor asked me to come and accompany you." The crisp voice of Princess Baixing came from outside the door.

Dried persimmon, ghost shark, oh no ghost Ji, immediately broke the defense.

"Don't cough, don't come in." Dry Persimmon Ghost Ji said in a rough voice.

"Mr. Kisame, what's wrong with your voice? Are you sick?" The shadow of a huge fish tail crossed the window.

Princess Shirahoshi looked towards the window.

The room was empty.

"what?

What about Mr. Kisame? "

Could it be that Shirahoshi has disappeared from hiding?

The dried persimmon ghost Ji who was hiding in the closet breathed a sigh of relief.

Before she could exhale all the breath, a loud humming sound echoed on the window of his room.

"Hey, Mr. Kisame hates me."

Dried Persimmon Ghost Ji's heart skipped a beat.

Don't let her cry, or it will definitely attract other people's attention.

Thinking of this, Gan Shi Gui Ji opened the closet.

"do not Cry."

"Mr. Kisame? Huh?" Princess Baixing stopped crying and looked at the dried persimmon ghost girl standing by the window.

"Are you Mr. Kisame's younger sister?"

Dried Persimmon Ghost Ji nodded: "Yeah."

Wait, what sister?
"No, no, I'm the dried persimmon ghost shark."

Bai Xing shook his head like a rattle: "No, you are not Mr. Kisame, you are lying."

Perhaps it was because she felt that the person in front of her was a stranger, so Princess Baixing took a few steps back in fear: "Hi, my name is Baixing, is Master Kiyu here?"

Dried Persimmon Ghost Ji slapped her forehead suddenly: "I'm really a ghost."

"How should I say this?"

Just when Ganji Guiji was about to start explaining to Princess Baixing.

Princess Baixing looked at the increasingly familiar Ganshi Guiji, and suddenly approached and said, "Mr. Guixie's got some kind of curse?"

He said and sniffed hard.

It really smells like Mr. Kisame.

It's a pity that the window was blocked, and she couldn't hold Mr. Kisame, which made her a little disappointed.

"It's good that you understand." Gan Shi Gui Ji nodded.

That's right, it's a curse.

Anyway, in the sea, the mysterious phenomena that I don't understand are all classified as curses, so it must be true.

Thinking of this, Gan Shi Gui Ji couldn't help but sighed.

I don't know when this curse will be lifted.

"Mr. Kisame, don't worry, Shirahoshi can accompany you."

"You still call me Mr. Guixie?" Ganshi Guiji asked in a daze.

"That's right, in my eyes, Lord Kisame, no matter what Mr. Kisame becomes, he is a man who stands up to heaven and earth."

Dried persimmon ghost Ji Nuo thought about it.

(End of this chapter)

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