All the ghosts were also afraid, and now they didn't even have the courage to look at it. No one dared to provoke such a moody ruler, because no one could guess what it would do next.

Killing Qinggang in an instant, Wu Mi looked at the female ghost using the silver thread again, and with a wave of her hand, her arm spanned a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant, and caught it in front of her. Fortunately, the female ghost remained calm and kept her kneeling posture Without struggling, he gently raised his head to look at the blood-stained girl.

"What reason do you have to live?"

The same problem made the following female ghosts sweat a lot. This is really a proposition.

"I will use my whole life to serve the lord, and contribute all my little ability to help the lord." Haori replied lightly, with no distractions.

The arm squirmed around the neck, enough to make people creepy, but soon, the arm retreated, and did not pull her head off, Haori did not let out a sigh of relief, still looking at the other party seriously and expressionlessly, until the neck Scratched, blood invaded.

The originally beautiful face, which was indistinguishable from that of a human being, instantly burst out with veins, causing the female ghost to roll on the ground, as if lava had been poured into her body, but at the same time, her aura grew exponentially.

"From now on, you will be the next generation." The ruler said, this is Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, who can make any ghost reach the peak and slaughter them at will.

All the ghosts eagerly looked at the ruler, such an instant gift was enough to eat hundreds of people in a row. Now that the times are getting more and more advanced, wanting to eat people is not as simple as it used to be.

Idiot, want something for nothing?

Wu Mi clearly saw the expressions of the family members below, snorted angrily, opened his mouth, the voice was not loud but echoed in everyone's ears.

"The cannibalism event has begun. I will give you one hour. Those who can still stand will come to me to receive the rewards. All the moon ghosts will follow me."

Blowing the horn of killing, there is no misfortune but no interest in watching it. A group of useless clumsy performances are nothing to watch. When all the moon ghosts come to the roof and complete a turn, they have come to a strange space from the noisy seaside town among.

This is a wooden city, with countless compartments, quaint decoration, winding wooden ladders, and old murals on the walls, but it turns upside down, left and right, and the space is disordered.

In the center, a man in geisha costume is quietly playing the shamisen, and the Twelfth Moon Demons are divided into two rows, kneeling on one knee.

Pat, clack.

The sound of the brown leather shoes hitting the ground was heard, and Wu Mi walked out from one side, and said faintly as he walked: "I originally called the lower string this time to abandon it, after all, you are so useless, it is inexplicable Only one died."

Except for Haori, the other five Xiaxian ghosts were all breaking out in cold sweat, trying to keep their minds still and not thinking about it.

"But I changed my mind, because the top string was just as unbearable. Not long after the second string died, the fifth string also fell, and died by the same human hand. You say..."

"How to deal with this!?"

No one dared to answer, because it was an unsolvable question, so they had to listen to the angry roar of the ruler.

"This made me wonder why I created 'ghosts', but I don't want to recycle all your waste, because I suddenly learned something."

It reminded of the swordsmen who kept appearing in Asakusa. If it weren't for this, Yuzuru Himura would have died, but because of their successors, none of them died.

"Trash is also useful. At least Tong Mo's killing of a 'Zhu' is the only shining point, so I have to use my brain to arrange you."

She paused for a moment, and she didn't need to seek any advice, she had already thought about it.

"December ghost remains the same, Luo Ji, you come to fill the position of the jade pot, and then you work hard on your own, whoever kills [-] swordsmen or a 'pillar' first, I will give blood to fill it Winding six."

"Yes! We will do it!" The six waning moon ghosts cheered a little, because ghosts are incomplete creatures. Apart from cannibalism, it seems that only promotion and strengthening can make their permanent lives turbulent.

And to become stronger, Wu Mi's blood is much faster than cannibalism.

Seeing that they were full of fighting spirit, Wu Cang nodded in satisfaction, and when she thought of Yuxian's eyes looking at the mentally retarded, she became furious.

Do you really think I'm an idiot?It's just that you are not qualified to let me use my brain! !

Wu Mi, whose IQ was emerging again, didn't notice that Tong Mo was looking at her. The leader thought it was strange that there was no need to cultivate these wastes, until he saw Wu Mi's palm behind his back, and his pupils shrank.

Missing an index finger, this is considered incomplete for a perfect creature!

'is it him?How is it possible? His heart was shocked, and he lowered his head calmly. If Mr. Wu Mi found out, he would be 100% silenced. However, when he lowered his head, he also noticed that Shang Xianyi next to him also noticed something strange, and his eyes were meaningful.

It turned out to be the case.

Just as he knew it, the geisha playing the shamisen raised his head.

"My lord, your selection is over."

"Really? Let's call the winner in." Wu Mi had some interest, and weeding out trash can also produce usable talents.

After a while, dozens of people suddenly appeared in the city where there were only December ghosts. Those evil ghosts were dripping with blood, and some of their heads were still hanging on their necks, and they were still gnawing on the flesh of their own kind.

They are full of murderous aura, but the space movement has calmed them down. No matter what their strength is, being able to stand out from the competition of the same kind also shows that they are capable and daring to fight.

Sure enough, killing is the best martial arts arena, why didn't I discover this good method before...

The Dominator glanced at the newly joined subordinates, and his eyes were pleased. With them, he would be more confident in dealing with the Ghost Killing Team and the Crescent Moon Ghost.

Oni Mai Tsuji nods, who has regained his balance, and raises his left hand. The sharp nails cut a deep wound on his white forearm, and the blood bursts out, forming a ball floating in the air.

"Congratulations on passing the first test. Now, when you can accept my blood, you will become my direct subordinates and follow me to declare to the ghost hunters—"

"The war has begun!!"

PS: If you can’t find the picture, you can make up your own brain. What to write in the next world?

How about the Holy Grail War, it must be written in a way that no one has written before.

Chapter 240 Nine Demon Slayer Eighth Squad

"The war is about to begin."

Under the dim kerosene lamp, Yuxian squinted his eyes and said faintly, he didn't know that the evil spirits had ended the meeting, and he didn't know that Gui Wu Tsuji had learned advanced methods such as killing people and gaining power, balancing strength, etc. After careful consideration, it is clear that the road ahead is uncertain.

This is a bedroom. The remaining eight pillars are gathered together, and a mattress is spread in the middle. The leader of the ghost killing team is sitting and standing in front of his wife's support. His illness is getting worse.

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