Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

"If I say it, I can give you a good time!" The Gouyu in Itachi's eyes turned again.

The hair on the pulley was standing on end, and the whole person was curled up on the ground, muttering some obscure words, and then chattering.

"I..."

"Ah ah ah..."

"no, do not want!!"

His whole body seemed to be possessed by a demon, rolling back and forth on the ground, and the violent struggle of the solar knife embedded in his chest had already broken his heart to pieces.

But he still didn't die.

The ghost's tenacious and terrifying vitality still supported his broken body.

Damn!

Itachi frowned.

Stand in place.

Absolutely no idea what happened.

The pulley in front of him started to crazily pull his hair, pulling it out with dripping blood, and then scratched his blood-stained face.

The bright red blood meandered and dripped all over the whole face, and in the end it was bloody and the face was distorted!

"No!"

"Do not!!"

He howled at the top of his lungs.

Itachi's expression changed.

Bend and stretch back.

The collapsed body of the windlass suddenly curled up, making an unidentifiable sound, and then a hand covered with ferocious bone spurs actually stretched out from his mouth, extending half a meter, and then a hand Crush his head!

puff! !

The flesh and blood mixed with various inexplicable liquids were thrown several meters away.

Itachi watched sternly, shivering silently.

Even when he was four years old, he was used to seeing life and death, and now his expression was serious.

of course.

More disgusting.

Stomach upside down!

Who is it?

Who is plotting against him behind his back?

Itachi looked up at the waning moon hanging on the zenith, the cold moonlight fell on his scarlet eyes, and the blood color receded like a tide.

Kyogoku Warabi?

Another bad fight.

Itachi walked to the side of the indescribable mass of flesh and blood, pinched his nose and pulled out the flesh-and-blood sun wheel knife.

The blade trembled slightly.

Then lose behind.

He walked away quickly.

Disappeared in the overgrown wilderness.

"I...still alive..." In the towering tower on the river, Yang Xiongye climbed out of the collapsed ruins. He gasped for air and looked down at the ancient jungle through the broken walls.

"Is it over?" His eyes wandered around, catching the figures of the potter's wheel and the weasel.

"It's over." Yang Xiongye sat down wearily.

He patted his chest and looked up to the gloomy sky.

A gust of wind blows.

Rolled dust and sand rushed to the eyes.

Yang Xiongye showed the smile of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

suddenly.

His expression changed.

The moonlight hitting the eyelids was suppressed by a cloud of shadows, and Yang Xiongye opened his eyes.

next second.

The whole body trembled violently.

What pierced the pupils was a fierce figure like a spear.

forehead.

long knife.

It was Itachi.

At this moment, he was squatting on a vermilion beam, with a waning moon hanging high behind him.

"Don't...don't kill me...I've done everything I promised you..." Yang Xiongye's eyes were distracted.

Itachi looked at him coldly.

Then slowly draw the knife.

"there's one more thing."

"What! I will do it no matter what!!" Yang Xiongye broke out in cold sweat.

"die!"

Itachi jumped down like an eagle, and the blade shone coldly in the moonlight.

Puchi! !

Blood splattered five steps.

The head flew up half a meter and then fell into the rolling river.

Itachi landed steadily.

He looked in the direction of Huajie, blood dripping from the long knife in his hand.

thump! !

Yang Xiongye's headless corpse knelt down.

"rest in peace."

Itachi whispered to all the innocents gone.

next interest.

Dissipates as smoke.

......

Moonlight falls like gauze on the brightly lit Flower Street.

Inside the Kyogoku house where sandalwood is diffused.

Sakurana leaned on the railing in spring.

It is still full of people and noisy.

Huajie is like a tireless child, and it is extremely prosperous all the time.

Chun Shi frowned tightly, a melancholy that could not fade away on his fair face.

Itachi!

Itachi! !

She groaned over and over again in her heart.

Since seeing Itachi again.

Chun Shi's heart was completely messed up.

Now her mind is full of how to escape from Luo Ji's control.

She can't die by her hands!

"Stay here obediently in spring."

"If you run away we will suffer too."

Beside her are Fern Ji's two maids, equally worried.

Whether Chunshi is alone is related to the life and death of the two of them.

"I..." Sakurana Haruto looked at their faces, her eyes evasive.

Based on what she knew about Fern Ji, if she escaped, the two teenage girls would probably be close to death.

Chunshi had seen the horror of Fern Ji with her own eyes.

The guy didn't seem human at all.

By chance.

By chance, she saw Fern Ji was reprimanding a maid in the room, and through the crack of the door, Chun Shi clearly saw dozens of silk ribbons flying behind that Fern Ji.

And one of them swallowed the maid alive like a living thing.

Fern Ji naturally discovered her existence, but somehow she didn't kill her.

But since then.

In spring, he was imprisoned in that small room all day long, and the only way to observe the world was through the window.

At that time, she knew that her life was counting down.

But she didn't resist too much.

The only regret is not being able to see Itachi again.

But now she clearly saw Itachi's figure.

Then she has to live no matter what.

Live...and stay by Itachi's side!

Looking at the two maids in charge of guarding her, Haruhi lowered his head.

I am sorry.

she said in her heart.

"I...Why...I'm a little dizzy..." A maid's voice sounded like a mosquito.

She presses her temples.

I just feel that the world is spinning in front of my eyes.

One stagger is about to fall down.

The condition of the other maid was similar.

Sakura Naharu dragged them quickly with quick eyes and hands, and then carefully dragged them to the corner.

"Feel sorry."

"I have no choice." Chun Shi bowed towards them.

He added incense to the sandalwood in the incense burner, which evaporated into the air as the sandalwood burned, thus stunning the two supervised maids.

As for spring.

Then lean against the window all the time to avoid absorbing the fragrance.

"Chunshi, you really still don't give up." A faint voice sounded from behind.

In spring, my whole body felt like an electric shock.

That voice was all too familiar.

It was the oiran of the Kyogoku House, Fern Ji.

how come?

I obviously watched her leave with my own eyes...

Her heart was in a mess.

At this time.

A gust of wind blew in my ears.

"It seems that it can only swallow you temporarily." The voice was close at hand.

Chunshi turned her head stiffly.

The eye-catching moment.

Fear crept up in my heart.

It was a mottled ribbon with eyes and lips that opened and closed.

He whispered coldly in her ear.

Shortness of breath in spring.

Desperately suppress the fear in my heart.

monster...

Simply a monster!

Her hands and feet were stiff, and she froze in place, unable to move.

move...

Get moving!

Spring time! !

She jerked off the frightening ribbon with eyes, twisted it, and flung it towards the wall!

How can it be!

The Ribbon Monster is incredible.

At that moment, this normally frail girl was so fast that it was trance-like, and a huge force almost tore off half of her body!

Damn!

Seeing that Chunshi was about to jump out of the window and escape, it flew up again, wrapping around her body like a snake.

Chun Shi instinctively struggled.

But the ribbons binding her body became deeper and deeper, leaving bruised and purple scars.

"It's useless! No one can break free from my bondage!"

"I..."

"must..."

"escape..."

The sound in spring was like the buzzing of mosquitoes. She looked out the window at the dimly lit sky, and her consciousness gradually evaporated.

"Weasel..."

This is her last voice.

Then the world went dark

"It's really tenacious to be alive." The ribbon monster looked at the fainted girl in astonishment.

Just now it was so strong that even a bull could be strangled to death.

But right now, this eight or nine-year-old girl is still breathing steadily and alive.

"Also, it tastes better to be alive!" It wrapped around Chunshi, devouring her bit by bit, and then disappeared from the beam.