It's been 1000 years and hasn't ruled over human beings. What a scumbag boss [Comprehensiv

"But the fireworks display is tomorrow, unfortunately we won't be able to see it."

After eating all the stalls of the summer festival, Arya felt a little regretful.

If it was in the original world, she would definitely not have the slightest interest in fireworks, something that children like After practicing daggers for two months, not to mention the fireworks display, she can enjoy watching even dogs performing acrobatics.

"Muichiro, how about—"

"No."

"I haven't said anything yet!"

Arya glared dissatisfiedly, but after a pink figure flashed by the corner next to her, her expression calmed down and she became solemn.

Sensing the change in Arya's expression, Muichiro also frowned.

After the two eyes met, they nodded slightly, their figures staggered, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Master Yiwozuo, this kind of festival is the easiest to gather delicious boys and girls, and it is the best feast."

For the sake of the festival, the street was filled with lanterns and torches. Young men and women in beautiful kimonos talked and laughed under the bright lights. In the inconspicuous dim gap between two wooden houses, no one noticed, their complexion was gray. The man in Chinese clothes with the word "down string" engraved on his eyes knelt down on one knee, and respectfully reported to the golden-eyed man in front of him with short pink hair and strange blue tattoos all over his body.

"Boring, who told you to do this kind of thing."

Because it was the end of the blood transformation that he gave to pass the time in the past, Yi Wozuo stopped by to have a look when he was free, and he didn't expect the other party to offer him such an unappetizing thing.

For women who are weak in strength, he has never bothered to do anything.

Yi Wozao's eyes deepened when he thought of the girl in pink kimono who was less than his chest height, wearing a snowflake-shaped hair ornament, who was puffing up and arguing with the boy next to him who was about the same age as him.

That kind of weak girl who can't catch his punch, he won't strike... and no one else is allowed to strike!

"I'm really sorry." Although I don't understand why Yiwozuo suddenly became angry, when the coercion of the upper string ghost unfolded, the lower string ghost had no resistance at all, "Please forgive me!"

Because of the fear, the voice of the man in the fancy dress begged for mercy at the end, which was a bit obvious even against the background of the noisy summer festival.

Yi Wozuo frowned, just raised his fist and thought about how to teach the person in front of him a lesson without attracting too much attention, then he changed his original direction due to the sound of breaking through the sky and blasted straight to the top of his head.

"Bang-"

It was obvious that the flesh and blood collided with the metal, but it made a crisp sound no less than that of metal colliding.

The iron-cut dagger seemed to have hit a hard diamond, and Ban Hao couldn't get in. He couldn't get in with a single blow. Seeing the "winding" and "three" engraved in the opponent's golden eyes, Arya's eyes shrank , Immediately stop and retreat to the roof.

"The little girl who can't even breathe goes to the battlefield? Is there no one in the Ghost Killing Squad?"

There was a sneer from behind, followed by the familiar sound of sharp claws cutting the air, but Arya didn't look back, holding a dagger in her hand and looking warily at the expressionless golden-eyed man in the alley.

"The breath of the rosy clouds, the one-shaped sky and the distant rosy clouds"

The erratic and unpredictable stab like a cloud rushes from the side at some point, the man in the fancy dress gritted his teeth and refused to stop, and turned to the phantom-like light blue blade at the moment.

"Another brat, really boring." Anxious to show off his sins and meritorious service in front of Yiwozuo, the man in Chinese clothes didn't hesitate, his eyes turned cold, and his attack was a blood ghost technique, "Blood ghost technique·Snow Cry"

A large number of snowflake-shaped white paper-cuts suddenly appeared from the wide cuffs of his kimono, and the sharp edges glowed with a cold light. After spreading out, they surrounded Wuichiro in a blink of an eye, leaving no gap for escape, and then suddenly tightened!

The man in Chinese clothes rolled up his sleeves, but before his smug smile fully bloomed, he froze because of the still white paper color.

what happened?What about blood?

"Kasumi's Breath, Kasumi San's Spray"

The dense snowflakes were suddenly blown away. Under the unbelievable and guarded eyes of the man in the fancy dress, the indifferent young boy was holding a long knife. The hair tie with his long hair was blown off by the strong wind, and his black hair spread all over his shoulders. .

"Such a cheap and ugly paper-cut, it really makes people unable to arouse half interest."

"What did you say?!" The last bit of surprise was also replaced by anger, the proud skill was ridiculed, and even the awe of the winding was pushed to the back by the man in the Chinese suit, who was only thinking about how to kill the boy in front of him, "I You will definitely regret it, kid!"

"It's so ugly." Muichiro stared at the snowflakes on the ground without the slightest difference. He paused for a moment as precisely as the machine-made snowflake paper-cut, and said expressionlessly, "But I will forget it soon, it doesn't matter. "

"You kid... I'll kill you!"

The furious man in Chinese clothes formally confronted Muichiro, and on the other side, Arya rushed into the street before the man in Chinese clothes launched the blood ghost technique, shuttled through the crowd and quickly extinguished most of the lanterns and torches on the street. When evacuating in a panic, he went against the crowd and returned to the alley only illuminated by the moonlight.

"You didn't make a move when I left... Is the lower limit of your upper string ghosts higher than that of the lower string ghosts?"

Arya, who was playing with the dagger in her hand, seemed to be able to handle it with ease, but in fact, every inch of her spirit was tense to the extreme.

Although judging from the conversation she heard when she was lurking for a sneak attack, the tattooed man disdained to attack weak women, and she didn't sneak attack when she deliberately turned her back to him and left just now, she wasn't the kind of idiot who likes to kill without thinking.But sometimes, it is only rational that is more terrifying.

The oppressive force brought by the silent tattooed man in front of her was even more terrifying than that of her elder brother. Arya, who can think for herself without Nianding, has a clearer understanding of the difference in strength between them.

The probability of winning is less than one in a thousand.

It's not that she has never seen an example of the weak defeating the strong in a desperate situation, but she is not sure if she can do it. After all, she is not a genius like Kira Wuichiro.

'I'm going to kill Onimai Tsuji Mumi'

The promise I swore at the maternity house that day suddenly appeared in my mind again.

Also, since you have decided to do what you really want to do, it is too unreasonable not to give it a try.

Taking a deep breath, the expression in Arya's black eyes disappeared, and then the sound of breathing and body temperature seemed to disappear. The whole person seemed to have merged into the darkness, and she couldn't feel it at all.

The ability to hide breath?

Yiwozuo, who had been looking up with folded arms, finally raised his hand, and white twelve-pointed snowflakes unfolded from under his feet.

However, as expected, no fighting spirit could be sensed.

To be able to hide the breath to this extent, is it good to not know the breathing technique...

Meeting an unexpected strong man, although the other party is only a little girl in her teens, Yi Wozuo felt that she should also get excited, and take a good look at this style of moves that she had never seen before.

However, when the girl's figure suddenly flashed out of the shadows, looking at her more conspicuous white snowflake hair accessories in the dark, and the pink kimono in stark contrast to her sharp and murderous movements, Yiwoza's raised fist could not be dropped for a long time.

Although this is a girl, she is stronger than most of the members of the Ghost Slayer Squad he has seen, second only to Zhu's strength and is worthy of a fight.

but……

The white twelve-pointed snowflake suddenly disappeared, and the sharp claws waved in vain. After Arya landed on the ground, she quickly scanned around, but couldn't find any more blue tattoos.

left?Went to Muichiro's side?

The moment the thought flashed through her mind, Arya spun heavily on her toes, and the moment the ground cracked and the dust rose up to the roof, what she saw was the completely opposite scene from what she expected.

"Damn it, you little brat, don't hide and come out to me if you have the ability!"

All kinds of paper-cuts floated on the roof covered by white mist. However, after absorbing the water vapor, the speed and lethality of these paper-cuts were greatly affected, and they were cut to pieces by the sword light that appeared from time to time.

Have you perfectly fused your breath and mist together and waited for an opportunity to attack... A hard-working genius is indeed terrifying.

Seeing that Wuichiro was able to deal with it with ease, Arya stood on the corner of the roof and took advantage of the terrain to quickly scan to get a panoramic view of the surrounding streets.

Although the evacuated ordinary people were a little flustered, it was normal, and there was no riot anywhere.That Shang Xian covered in tattoos just disappeared?

Because something happened suddenly?But the way he looked before he disappeared was more like remembering something important than being summoned by the garbage boss.

Forget it, anyway, it's a good thing that Shangxian left. Although she wanted to level up directly by killing Twelve Ghost Moons, it's still a bit out of line to directly single out Shangxian [-], let's talk about it later.

Thinking about it, Arya listened carefully to the sounds of fighting in the mist, and held his hand when the man in Chinese clothes took out a paper fan and planned to wave it.

"Paper fan? Since you have this kind of weapon, you should take it out earlier. Are you out of your wits?"

In the white mist, Arya put her four fingers together to block the peach wood folding fan carved with delicate patterns.

"Why did you come here?"

Putting down the knife held high in his hand, Muichiro looked at Arya, who was unharmed, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, but more of a sigh of relief.

He originally wanted to kill this Xiaxian as soon as possible and go to help... No matter what the reason is, it's good that the peach-colored Shangxian ghost is gone.It was just a face-to-face meeting just now, and his muscles froze in an instant. That terrible coercion... even if he and Arya couldn't win, it would be lucky to persist until dawn.

"Speaking of which, this ghost is under the bow, so if we can kill it and be promoted to the pillar, then we don't have to participate in tomorrow's final selection, and we can go to tomorrow's fireworks display?"

After escaping from the dead and returning to adjust her mentality, Arya's mind became active.

The final selection is to stay in the deep mountains and old forests for seven days!Although she brought a lot of food, because there are no preservatives these days, they are all dry food that is easy to preserve but not very tasty. If she can escape...

"quack--"

The crow's wings slid across the sky, and the familiar sound of chirping made Arya and Muichiro look up distractedly. For some reason, an inexplicable feeling of bone-eating coldness filled their hearts from the soles of their feet.

"Style Butterfly Kanae and Kamizuru meet and fight. Members above Class C rush to support."

The author has something to say: The flustered little angel reads the copywriting and reminds me to soothe my nerves.