This pillar is obviously super strong but a bit short

"It's the first time we meet, my name is Tong Mo."

"We are really destined to meet here. It's a good night~"

The man smiled warmly, and even took off his hat, looking easy to get along with.

If you ignore the female corpse he is holding in his other hand.

His hair color is white oak, but the top of his head is red, as if he has been drenched in dog's blood.The pupils are colorful... What the hell, Mary Sue.

"Ok?"

Tong Mo looked at Zhong Ye, slightly opened his rainbow-colored eyes, "What a beautiful child! If it's a girl, it will be even more perfect~"

The eyes staring at him are like sapphires, and the tail of hair is slightly curled to the side of the face. The whole has the cuteness of dumplings, and the eyebrows and eyes have a kind of compelling spirit.

Tong Mo unfolded his folding fan to half cover his face, stared at Zhong Ye without blinking, with greed in his eyes, and murmured softly, "What a pity."

If it is a girl, she even plans to keep it by her side and not eat it until the end of her life.

What happened to Qin Ye made him a little regretful.

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't speak either.

He still doesn't know much about the combat system in this world, but he can feel that this guy is completely different from the one he met on Fuji Raider Mountain!

Before figuring out the opponent's ability, the main thing is to protect the brave.

Years of combat experience allowed Chuya to make such a judgment.

"Staying in this kind of place, it's dark and cold, I'm afraid, it's so pitiful."

Tong Mo showed a weeping expression, unfolded his golden fan, and the iron plates rubbed against each other, making a icy sound.

The lotus pattern on the fan surface is fully presented.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you, no..." Tong Mo narrowed his eyes, "—it's you."

Tong Mo didn't pay attention to the two of them from the beginning to the end.

What threat can two children pose?

The fleshy ones are cute.Let's play slowly first, make it into a broken doll, and then eat it~

Tong Mo tilted his head, "Are you too scared to make a sound?"

This is often the case.

The strongest ghost is the ghost king Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, followed by six upper strings and six lower strings.The strongest is the upper string one, and the weakest is the lower string Lu.

The strongest ghost killing team is Nine Pillars.The pillars can easily kill the lower string, but the upper string needs three pillars to barely handle it!

Facing the winding, even Zhu would tense up and tremble uncontrollably.So far, an unknown number of pillars have died under Shangxian's hands.

Shangxian II·Tong Mo is an existence second only to Ghost King and Shangxian One!

Ran and egg.

These murderous auras are like breezes to Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Zhong, who had entered a full combat state, was also calmer than usual, with no expression on his face, and his brain quickly analyzed.

The fan as a weapon - is the attack at close range or from a distance?

Judging from the muscle lines, this ghost body technique is definitely not bad.

"what."

Tong Mo suddenly let out a soft cry.

"Son, you're blocking me, and I'm talking to him now."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki held a burning branch and stood in front of Nakahara Chuya.

He showed the reaction of a normal child, dripping with cold sweat, trembling hands and feet visible to the naked eye, but the light in his eyes was firm.

Be sure to protect Zhongye!

I don't want to see anyone die in front of me again!

"Is it another child who can't communicate? What a headache."

Before the words were finished, the afterimage of Tong Mo was suddenly close at hand, and the sharp-edged iron fan swung down towards Tomioka Giyong's neck——

Chuya Nakahara's pupils shrank suddenly, he grabbed Yoshiyuki Tomioka's back collar, and jumped back a few times.

"Can keep up with my speed." Tong Mo was surprised.

No, not keeping up.

The brat got used to his speed from the start!

"you……"

"It's not an ordinary kid."

Tong Mo still smiled lightly, but a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in his eyes.

——Blood Ghost Art·Xuandong Icicle

A cold fog filled the air, and huge icicles fell from overhead!

The pores of Zhongyuan Zhong also exploded, and his fighting instinct was clamoring for danger!

He carried Yoshiyuki Tomioka on his shoulders and jumped to avoid it.

The Central Plains is also very good at protecting people. Who said that the former partner was an individual useless.

"Do you still have to struggle?"

While attacking, Tong Mo said, "It's hard to live, I can only stay in this kind of place at night... Is this kind of life interesting? Hunger, disease, injustice... lingering, looking forward to a false paradise. It's really sad."

Zhong Yuan also had blue veins popping out of his forehead one after another.

Tong Mo: "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you—"

"You don't know it yet. Only sunshine or cutting off my neck can kill me. So don't struggle anymore."

His actions were indifferent to his words.

The iron fan raised——

One blow, and it's over, brat.

The ground is covered with icicles, and there is no way out!

The despicable thing about Tong Mo's blood ghost technique is that he coagulates his own blood into fine particles, and then spreads it with a fan.

But the orange-haired kid was unscathed so far, and was even able to escape with the black-haired kid on his shoulders.

It can't be that the information leaked. Everyone who has seen his vampirism until now has all died.The only possibility is that the orange-haired kid has extraordinary fighting intuition and can recognize danger in advance.

Although I don't know why the other party has such strength... But if he is allowed to join the Demon Slayer Team, it will be a headache.

The mist lifts—

Tong Mo slightly opened his eyes.

Nakahara Chuya's feet were firmly glued to the roof, condescending and contemptuous of him.

Volunteering carried on shoulders?

Giyu didn't fall, Giyu was confused.

The surprise in Tong Mo's eyes gradually turned into a smile.

Child, you can actually go to heaven?

There was a burst of sound!

Tong Mo subconsciously raised her hand——

The dagger pierced his palm, pierced his head, and nailed to the wall behind him, and there were spider webs of cracks in the wall.

So fast!And it's so heavy!

Can a simple throwing dagger have such strength? !

"..." Tong Mo turned around, and the cracks had been closed, "Interesting, it's really interesting!"

I thought it was just a doll for others to play with, but I didn't expect it to be a kitten with sharp claws.

"Obviously shorter than the children of the same generation, but the skill is surprisingly good."

Shanger Tongmo precisely stepped on the breaking point of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

"I told you..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a dark complexion, and his voice was extremely low, "I've been talking endlessly since just now..."

"Your type of guy really makes me unhappy!"

This frivolous attitude of playing with others... If Dazai was still alive, he would definitely pack Tongmo and send it to the other party, "I found your kind, bastard mackerel!"

"I finally know why I'm so hot."

He just doesn't fit in with this type!

I don't want to get along either.

This ghost...is more uncomfortable than Dazai!

No matter how bad Dazai is, it is impossible for him to do such a thing as cannibalism.

Nakahara Chuya "Go to hell!"

The icicles on the ground gave off a dark red light and turned against Tong Mo.

"No, no, no~" Tong Mo quickly knocked off the icicles with his fan, "The attack is so fierce that even I can't completely parry it. It's just—it's useless."

The scrapes on his body healed in the blink of an eye.

Tong Mo covered his face with a fan, "You are so violent at such a young age. It's really scary to have such an expression on your face."

He thought for a while, "I've changed my mind—children, you join the 'Eternal Bliss Cult'!"

"I will accept everything about you, including your ugly hat. I will listen to your anger, cleanse your anger, redeem you and lead you to new heights."

I can go to your uncle!

"……what?"

Tong Mo suddenly found himself unable to move.

The feet seem to have taken root, the joints are stiff like a machine, and the arm that wields the fan is so heavy that it can hardly be lifted.

"what."

"After talking for a long time, it's still too weak."

Nakahara Chuya grinned, a proud smile blooming.

Gravity manipulation.