Dark Soul Moon

The wine seemed to be in the possession of his enemies.

But it doesn't matter, after taking revenge, just grab the other party's wine.

After all, ghosts are like this. They snatch anything they like, whether it is treasure or fine wine.

After figuring it out, Ibaraki no longer wondered whether he should continue drinking.

She wants another drink.

Afterwards, the petite girl saw that her sworn brothers had already finished drinking all the fine wine, while she was struggling.

The outstretched hand froze, then slowly retracted, pretending that he hadn't done anything.

"Since the wine is finished, it's time to move your body."

Shuten stood up and stretched his waist.

An excited smile appeared on her face.

It is the part that makes me feel the happiest again, fighting to the death with the strong.

"Ibaraki, do you want to join in?"

"what?"

The blond-haired ghost showed a confused look, she didn't know what Jiu Tun wanted her to do.

"Oh, I didn't tell you."

The ghost king suddenly realized, and then she said: "It's very simple, just like this."

Under Ibaraki's sluggish eyes, her sworn brothers swung their fists at the dark samurai.

The sword light flashed, and the next moment, there was a human-shaped depression on the wall.

Walking down from the wall, Shuten moved his body.

"Come on, let's continue fighting!"

There was a coquettish and excited smile on her face.

He stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, then the petite ghost king smiled and attacked.

The taciturn warrior simply waved his weapon soundlessly in response to the Ghost King's actions.

The purple and black figures are constantly intertwined.

During this period, blood dripped continuously on the ground.

That was the wound left by the warrior on the ghost king.

The blond ghost is about to move.

She subconsciously moved her hand to the side.

But nothing was touched.

Ibaraki remembered that his weapon had already been taken away by the opponent.

Just as she was thinking so, a golden bone knife was suddenly thrust into the ground in front of her, and at the same time a severed arm was thrown in front of her.

The blond ghost was taken aback.

She looked at the dark warrior.

The weapon was thrown by the opponent.

The arm was also returned by the other party.

How confident is this...

Ibaraki thought with a complicated expression.

Since this is the case, then use the facts to determine whether the other party's self-confidence is true.

A moment of hesitation flashed across his face, and then Ibaraki connected the broken arm, and at the same time drew out his lost and recovered weapon to join the battle.

Be it a ghost or a samurai, maybe fighting is the best means of communication between the two.

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Chapter 40 Abe Jingming

"..."

A golden bone knife was inserted into the ground.

The blond ghost half-kneeled on the ground, holding his weapon with one hand, while the other hand hung down limply.

And the purple ghost king has fallen into the humanoid depression on the ground.

One of her arms was missing, leaving only a bloody cut.

But even in such a tragic situation, the ghost king still had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ha~ No matter how many times you do it, you're still as strong as a monster~"