"Useless trash!" Guiwu Tsuji Wucan cursed angrily, and jumped into a rage.

Tong Mo laughed indifferently, saying a few perfunctory words from time to time to appease his boss's wounded heart and poor self-esteem.

Tong Mo knew that he had made the right bet, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi would not kill him.Although Oni Wu Tsuji can create ghosts indefinitely, there are very few human beings who can withstand the huge amount of blood of the ghost king. The human body will strongly reject the blood of ghosts. He will die violently in no time.

After more than 1000 years of wasted time, Gui Wu Tsuji has only achieved seven human beings.

That is the six highest-ranked Twelve Ghost Moons, and they are the highest combat power possessed by Ghost Dance Tsuji.When they are still useful, Mr. Wu Mi will not kill them easily, especially Tong Mo, the first string.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi didn't dare to take action lightly, no matter how much he called Naruto and he didn't respond, he could only rely on Tong Mo now.

Mysterious youth, unknown abilities, the defeat of Tong Mo and Naruto... These uncertain factors kept hitting his fragile nerves, making him feel like retreating.

Once upon a time, Oni Wu Tsuji was not so timid, and the front-on Demon Killing Team was never cowardly.But an accident 500 years ago completely changed him. On the way to search for the blue Higan flower, he met a young man from the ghost killing team who seemed to have nothing but his face. After Ji Guoyuanyi, he was instantly killed. If he hadn't run fast, the ghost would have ended here.

It was not a battle at all but a unilateral tormenting spike, which brought a lingering psychological shadow to Guiwu Tsuji, even today, a hundred years later, as long as he recalled the scene at that time, he was still drenched in cold sweat.

He couldn't help taking a step back, and almost lost his footing and fell into the lotus pond.

When Oni Wu Tsuji retreated to what he thought was a safe distance, his anger gradually gained the upper hand. After all, it is quite embarrassing to shrink back timidly in front of his subordinates. He planned to fight back.

The most important thing is that even Ji Guoyuan can't catch up with such a long distance.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou forced himself to calm down and asked, "Human, what's your name?"

Osamu Dazai, who yawned boredly, replied with a good temper: "Osamu Dazai."

"Osamu Dazai? It's a good name, but it's a pity you're going to hell with this name soon."

[Blood Ghost Art Black Blood Hovenia]

Black thorns grew from Onimai Tsuji's arm, growing and spreading, and then with a bang, dozens of black thorns stabbed at Dazai at the same time.

This kind of speed and large-scale attack, even the pillars of the Demon Killing Team can't easily dodge it?Once the thorns incarnated by his blood ghost technique get on it, it will be as difficult to get rid of as maggots attached to the bones.

Onimai Tsuji imagined Osamu Dazai being drained of blood, and laughed wildly.

It's a pity that things didn't go as he wished, and Oni Wu Tsuji's laughter stopped abruptly. When the raging thorns were about to touch Dazai Osamu's body, they suddenly struggled and twisted spiritually. They wanted to stay away from this human being.

Osamu Dazai curiously reached out to touch this species that he had never seen before.

It's a pity that the black thorn disappeared before he touched it.

Gui Wu Tsuji was furious, and the anger went to his head. He raised his arm again. This time, what came out of his cuff was not black blood thorns but a thick sarcoid, with a pair of bloody mouths on the wall of the flesh. The creature's mouth was lined with sharp, jagged teeth and a bloody tongue.

Looking at this posture, a bite will definitely take away half of life.

"Go, eat him." Gui Wu Tsuji ordered.

Big Mouth, which is more self-conscious than Black Blood Thorn, was so frightened that it burst into tears. Dozens of mouths screamed at the same time, and Guiwu Tsuji's embarrassing cancer was almost committed.

Next, no matter what blood ghost technique Onimai Tsuji uses, it will disappear before touching Osamu Dazai.

The fear of being dominated by Ji Guoyuan came to my heart again.

Under the extreme fear, Gui Wu Tsuji's eyes were a little dazed, and the shadow of Ji Guo Yuan Yi gradually overlapped with Dazai Osamu...

Feeling that his boss was on the verge of collapse, the "loyal" Tong Mo stood in front of Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi, and put on a tragic scene of a strong man going to death, "Master Wu Mi, you go first, I will stay behind."

"Osamu Dazai, I curse you for eternity and death." Guiwu Tsuji was furious and left angrily.

Osamu Dazai felt that Onimai Tsuji was not so useless anymore, at least his mouth was smelly and poisonous when he scolded others.But he doesn't mind this curse at all, he is not afraid of death, so why would he be afraid of death?

After Oni Wu Tsuji left, Dazai Osamu and Tong Mo faced each other from a distance.

After a while, Tong Mo twisted his neck, and suddenly said: "I didn't sleep well last night, it seems like I have a stiff neck."

Osamu Dazai complained: "Are you sure you didn't put together the parts just now, and they grew crooked?"

Tong Mo replied confidently: "This is impossible, I have a lot of experience in this."

There are too many slots, I can't say anything.Tong Motangtang, the second of the twelve ghosts on the first string, can also be regarded as a character under the two ghosts and above the ten thousand ghosts, but he is so proficient in repairing his head that it makes people "distressed".

Tong Mo shook the opposite fan, approached affectionately and said, "I fulfill your wish and let you meet my boss."

Osamu Dazai looked at Tong Mo sympathetically: "Aren't you afraid that your boss will come back suddenly and take away your ashes?"

Tong Mo didn't care: "Don't worry about this, Mr. Wu Mi will not come back again. Are you worried about me? Dazai-kun~" Not only will Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi not come back, but he will not come back for quite a long time. Will appear in the public eye, there is no way, he is cowardly...

"So far, I have never seen such a low-priced boss. It's hard for you to follow such a boss."

After this battle, Osamu Dazai suddenly felt that Mori Ogai's hobby was harmless at all.At least Mr. Mori never loses the chain at critical moments, he is courageous, resourceful, and full of courage in times of crisis, and he can always make correct decisions that benefit the port mafia.

The mafia leader at the port far away in Yokohama raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight. Today's Yokohama is another day of peace.

"Mr. Zhongye, this is for you—"

"Boss, what is this?" Zhong Yuan took two steps forward, and took the wooden token handed over by Senou Wai with both hands.

Sen Owai half-closed his eyes: "It's a vacation ticket! I managed to get it for you."

"Thank you chief, but I don't need a vacation..."

"No, you need it." Mori Owai interrupted Chuya Nakahara, and said meaningfully: "Take it."

"Yes." Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know why, but he still followed Sen Owai's instructions.

After the first cadre of Hong Kong gangsters put away the teleportation talisman, Lu Yu met Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was staring at him covetously.Why is it suddenly cold today?The slow-witted Nakaya-kun thought so.

Osamu Dazai was greatly disappointed because of the ghost dance Tsuji no misfortune, which made him feel bored even with the ghost retreat, so he stayed safely in the Wanshi Bliss Sect and waited for Fusangshen to pick him up.

Of course, Osamu Dazai didn't get nothing. After Tong Mo knew that Osamu Dazai was a ghost hunter, not only did he not reject him, he even specially caught a few ghosts to give Osamu Dazai experience.

As for the psychological burden of mutilating the same race?What is that?He is a child mill without emotion!Even the boss can backstab with peace of mind, what's the point of selling a few low-level employees?

And the so-called cannibalism is all due to the good example of the boss.

His childish grinding is just doing the same thing.

"Dazai-kun, Dazai-kun, look what I brought you." Tong Mo threw a tossed half-dead ghost at Dazai's feet, and flaunted in high spirits: "It's the last six of the twelve ghost months." !"

Seeing the super experience pack in front of him, Osamu Dazai cheered up a little, "Twelve Onizuki died so easily, will you investigate after Wuyou exits the customs?" Should be more concerned about it.

Tong Mo kicked the twitching ghost on the ground with disdain, "No, it's just a mere bow."

Although they are listed together as the Twelve Ghost Moons, there is an irreversible difference in strength between the upper string and the lower string.The ghost world is respected by the strong, and the top players at the top of the pyramid in the ghost world generally look down on the bottom players, and the bottom players look down on ordinary ghosts... Of course, if you are dissatisfied with your ranking, you can directly challenge the high-ranking person. If you defeat the opponent, you will be able to succeed. up.

For more than 100 years since the formation of the twelve ghost moons, the position of the upper string has been sitting firmly on the mountain. Even the weakest upper string Liuluoji has killed six pillars, and the lower string is often beheaded by the pillars in the battle with the ghost killing team. , so the changes are frequent, and maybe even Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan't be able to call the name of the newly appointed Shizuru.

Osamu Dazai asked curiously: "Since the Twelve Onizuki are ranked according to their strength, will there be any lower ranks challenging the upper ranks?"

"As long as it's not a huge gap in strength like upper and lower strings, it can still be made up for by tricks." Tong Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "My previous ranking was top string six." The meaning is self-evident.

"Then you are really inspiring."

Osamu Dazai glanced at him in surprise, Tong Mo's unreliable behavior and the experience of being forced to turn around made him almost forget that he was still the veritable second child of Twelve Demon Moons.

At Dazai Osamu's signal, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi raised a knife and cut off Xia Xianliu's neck. The ghost was not Tong Mo, and he died without any accidents. His body turned into fly ash and dissipated little by little.

Before Xia Xianliu died, he angrily cursed Tong Mo, who was the culprit, "Tong Mo, you will definitely die without a place to bury you in the future."

"Let's think about it, how many people have said this to me so far..." Tong Mo inserted his finger into his temple and stirred it, as if it could reveal the old memories.The sharp nails pierced the skin, but he didn't realize it.

It really is an extreme perversion.

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