Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Kotegawa Kamami regretfully withdrew his gaze. Now Oniji has become a frightened bird, floating in the air at a safe distance, and there is really nothing to do with it for a while.

He emerged and looked at the giant monk in complete condition.

The latter's eyes locked on him instantly.

"Death!" The giant monk used his huge body as a weapon, like a cannonball, and rushed over with unrivaled power. If he gets stabbed, as long as he doesn't get instantly killed, the one who dies must be Furutegawa Shinmi!

Furute Chuan Shenjian exhaled white air, and the majestic true energy like the sea boiled all over his body. He painted Tai Chi, and the moment the giant monk rushed in front of him, his whole body instantly turned into extreme softness.

"He is strong and he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is his side, and the bright moon shines on the river."

The giant monk's charge failed.

Furutekawa Kamito shouted in a low voice, grasping the giant monk with both hands with the momentum of pulling up the mountain, and with the force of turning around, unexpectedly threw it out abruptly.

"How is this possible!" The giant monk who was out of balance roared in horror.

Gude Chuan Shenjian instantly pulled out the long sword on the ground, and rushed in front of it before it landed. The tip of the sword slashed across its chest, leaving only a burst of sparks.

"Huh?" He tilted his head slightly, and the flame of true energy instantly burned on the long sword, and the tip of the sword pierced in at once, amidst its rapidly changing complexion.

Kamito Kamito turned around stepping, and the other long sword drew an arc of light in the air.

Half of the right arm, which was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, fell heavily to the ground.

Furutekawa Shinmi, who possesses "open arms", is no longer a one-handed swordsman.

Enduring the pain, the giant monk clenched his fist with his left hand and slammed it down, creating a deep pit full of cracks on the ground. Then it instantly transformed its fist into a palm to grab the broken arm.

Furutegawa didn't believe that it could even eat itself, and that the broken arm could grow back after eating it, but he didn't rule out the possibility.

Two clear sword lights alternately lit up, and the long sword sealed his throat.

The giant monk who found that even strengthening his body was useless did not dare to take it hard anymore, and fled in embarrassment, but there were still two bloody scars on his back.

Seeing that he had no strength left, Furutegawa stepped away and caught up with it in an instant, intending to cut its throat.

"Slow! Wait!" The giant monk was hopeless in the fight, and finally he was afraid. It roared, and its figure shrank rapidly, and it changed back to the original monk. It shouted without hesitation: "I am a monk from Tiandu Temple Moji! I am human!"

"Pfft..." A big, bald head flew up, with an unbelievable expression on its face, before it fell in the air, it was pierced through by another long sword and stuck in the sand. on the ground.

Kotegawa Kamimi looked at its head and frowned: "Even if it's a human, you think I won't dare to kill it?"

Moji's headless body fell to the ground, blood mist floated in, and a layer of blood sand covered it.

Furutegawa Shinmi turned around and looked up at Onihime who was still flying in the air.

Speaking of which, if it wasn't for the giant monk's sudden two backstabs, he might not have been able to deal with them so quickly.

Gui Ji was a little scared out of her wits.

Especially after seeing Moji's head being cut off, he was even more heartbroken. It flew faster and lost its fighting spirit. Now I just hope that this weird place can disappear as soon as possible so that it can escape Yaoyao.

Furutekawa was a little dazzled, he sighed, and said something nonsensical: "Have you heard of Nightmare?"

"Nightmare?" Ghost Ji in the air was suddenly taken aback when she heard this sentence.

As the colleague who was second only to it back then, it naturally understood!

It turned out that Nightmare was helping him!No wonder, no wonder it couldn't detect the approach of this human being no matter what, it turned out that it was already in the realm of nightmares!

"Nightmare! Why! Why do you want to help a human being!" it hissed, the mood at this moment may be similar to the original disaster.

Seeing that it was going crazy, Furude Chuan Shen stretched out his hand and pinched a few grains of blood-red fine sand, rubbed it between his fingers, and said, "Did you know that the most expensive land in Tokyo is actually a cemetery, even if it's an ordinary one? Cemetery cemeteries start from 300 million per square meter, and even though they are so expensive, if you want to buy a cemetery, you still have to draw lots, lottery, and finally live in by luck; if you are poorer, you can only share one with other deceased people. In the cemetery, twenty urns are crowded together in a four-square-meter cemetery, and I feel even sadder than when I was alive."

He dropped the fine sand, clapped his hands, and sighed to Gui Ji in the sky: "I thought I made enough money, but in fact, it's just wishful thinking! I only bought two cemeteries and spent it." Half of the savings, I hope she likes this gift."

The ghost girl in despair in the sky couldn't understand and didn't have the heart to listen to these words. It screamed the name of Nightmare, talked about the happy time when we were colleagues in the evil spirit society, and tried to save itself.

Seeing that Furutegawa waved his hand boredly, he pulled out the long sword on the ground, and his eyes lit up with a gloomy light: "I have a big place here, right? There are yellow sand and red sand, 24 uninterrupted accompaniment, and There are two of your ex-colleagues, and most importantly, I don’t take your money! How about it? It’s a good burial place here, isn’t it? I really want to envy you to death.”

Ghost Ji in the air froze, lost the spirit in her pupils, was dragged into a nightmare, and fell from a high altitude.

In an instant, several sword lights pierced the darkness.

Gui Ji, die!

In a supernatural world, low-key become a god

Chapter 32 The Legend of Tendoji Temple ([-] in [-])

After Gui Ji's death, the ancient battlefield was shattered inch by inch. The moment Furatekawa Kamimi returned, he glanced sideways at the corpses on the ground, and countless blood-colored sand and dust merged into a storm, completely burying them.

After returning to the potholed open space, he patted the dust off his body, walked slowly, walked into the cracked wall, found his backpack, took out his mobile phone, and called Yasuhiro Ishikawa.

Then he sat cross-legged and adjusted his inner breath and mind.

In the boundless sea of ​​hearts, several light clusters of different colors float quietly.

Not only the ghost princess and giant monk killed this time, but also a group of monsters Piaojiang who killed Fujiwara Koko a few days ago.

He didn't even bother to identify them one by one, as his thoughts turned, all the light clusters shattered.

[gong: forty]

【Fist: 35】

【Sword: 39】

[Talent: Gluttony]

[Talent: Night Walk]

【Essence: Master of Tianfang】

【Essence: Ghost Princess】

"..."

The young man stared at [Gluttony] and [Night Walk] for a long time, with a strange expression in his eyes and a little bit of disappointment.

Although he didn't pay much attention to Gui Ji's avatar just now, only he knows how greedy he is.

After all, a clone is a life, who can not be tempted?

It's a pity that I was unlucky and got some [Gluttony] and [Night Walk].

Sounds like the innate ability of slobs and night owls.

He sighed, felt the innocence in his body that was as thick as the ocean and the ocean, and the sense of strength in his body, and the disappointment in his heart was much less.

"It's actually good enough..."

The young man comforted himself like this, and engraved the word "contentment" in his heart by the way.

He "looked" at the last two spirits, let alone Guiji's, it was mainly the other one.

"Tenbozu... Is it Mokichi's real body? Or is it a monster on his body? Thanks to this guy, he still said that he is a human being, but he looks like a human being?" He sighed in his heart and opened his eyes.

The night is as dark as ink and as cold as ice water.

But Kamito Kawami saw the balcony of a house 300 meters away... the pink lace-trimmed bra hanging on it.

He subconsciously squeezed his eyes, and after confirming that he could see clearly, he stood up abruptly, so shocked that he looked dazed.

Not a hallucination!

There was indeed a pink lace corset hanging over there!

And at least it's a Dcup, which is more girly, and the owner of the clothes should be... no, no, no!Not the time to think about this!

He couldn't help shaking his head, and looked around, seeing the gray and white concrete walls that were not so real at first.The broken gray hollow bricks, the rusty iron railings, and the empty Pocari drink bottles thrown beside the trash can in the distance...

He was a little dumbfounded.

Why does it seem that what I see now seems to be clearer than what I saw during the day?

Could it be that [night travel] actually means [night vision]?

Or is this just one of its capabilities?

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully. For no reason, he took a deep breath of air through his nose, feeling an indescribable sense of transparency and freedom.

He seems to have completely adapted to the darkness, like a hundred rivers accepting the sea.

[Night Walk] brings more surprises than expected.

"Although Gui Ji is pitifully weak, there are really many good things! It's a pity that I don't have a second Gui Ji to kill, otherwise maybe even the clone is mine..."

When he was feeling emotional, a car with a special department logo drove over and stopped at the intersection.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa came down and stared at him dumbfounded.

Especially when I saw the large and small earth pits and gravels on the ground, I couldn't help wondering: "Has someone bombarded this place with a rocket launcher?"

"There is a great mage who claims to be some kind of Tendo Temple, all of which are masterpieces." Furutegawa Shinmi, who was in a good mood, picked up his schoolbag: "How is my family?"

"There are only three little devils here, and it's been resolved..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro took a flashlight and took a picture of him. Looking at this coat that was not much better than a tattered rag, he was even more surprised, and frowned: "Tiandu Temple? The name sounds a bit familiar... Was the great mage at Du Temple that day particularly strong?"

It was the first time he saw Furutegawa who looked so embarrassed.

Kotegawa Kamami also lowered his head to look at him, and hummed: "Its power is quite exaggerated, and there is a ghost girl beside it, and the two together are not very easy to deal with."

In fact, if it wasn't for the "nightmare", he would have run away long ago.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa fell silent.

With one against two, one piece of clothing was damaged in the end?

Who is exaggerating?Who is outrageous?

This question was beyond his imagination, he was stunned for a while, then turned around and said: "Get out of this damn place first, find a place to eat."

Guate Chuan felt the state, and shook his head: "Forget about today, I'm very sleepy now, I have to sleep quickly."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro paused, with some embarrassment on his face: "By the way, there is something I need to tell you first, so you should be prepared first."

"……how?"

"I didn't care too much during the fight, so the house was a little damaged."

"The wall is damaged? It's okay!" Furutekawa waved his hand.

This time he asked Yasuhiro Ishikawa to go there just in case, and it was done.