As we all know, winding zero is a human being

The three ghosts present were silent, Heishimu was silent, Tong Mo was still smiling.

And Yiwozuo took the lead in putting out a question mark: "?"

"You... aren't a ghost?" Yi Wozuo asked sincerely, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Heishimu.

Hei Si Mou was indifferent, but showed a little warning look.

And after Yiwozuo got this form of acquiescence, the upright expression on his face became even more unbelievable: "It's not a ghost, what are you doing pretending to be like us?!"

Zero & Black Death Mou "..."

Tong Mo: "Pfft."

An honest and honest person also has the disadvantages of an honest and honest person. For example, it is really embarrassing to look up and think about this sentence.

Hmm, just a little embarrassing.

"So what's going on here, Hei Si Mou?" Yi Wo Zuo simply gave up looking for answers from him, glanced at Tong Mo, and endured the smile that always made him feel physically uncomfortable, "You also know that he is human?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Yiwozuo." Tong Mo raised his hand, lowering the temperature of the room a little as if trying to calm him down, "At first I thought that Master Zero was mimicking, but Zero Your Excellency has lived with me for the past few days, it smells so real!"

After hearing this, Zero couldn't help but look at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously.

As expected of you, Tong Mo.

Really, the words that came out of his mouth never let him down.

"However, Master Zero didn't say that he is a ghost?"

Tong Mo smiled at Ling as if they had a good relationship, and he didn't care about such a small problem: "Right, Your Excellency Zero?"

If it wasn't too cold around him, Ling really wanted to go over and give Tong Mo a high-five: "That's the reason."

Yiwozuo was a little annoyed by their chorus: "What exactly does Mr. Wu Mi mean—"

"There's no need to speculate...Yiwozuo..." Hei Si Mou Jian Ling looked over at the name of Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi, and silently reminded him.

Seeing his appearance, Yi Wozuo pursed his lips, and Tong Mo also put away his contempt, and sat upright.

The word immovable as a mountain is really suitable for Heishimou. After Yan Sheng turned into a ghost, Ling has never seen anything that can move him.

If the scorching sun is still the same as today's weather, it is cloudy and sunny.

The moon leaning against the night is just like the person in front of me.

Indifferent and noble, even if it is weak, it can never be ignored.

"Now that you know this...what are you going to do...?" Black Death Mou Jingjing looked over.

Zero looked at the standard in his hand as before, except that there were more sabers that looked like decorations that could really blink, and lowered his eyes slightly.

From the corner of the eye, Yi Wozuo frowned, with "I'm very annoying now" written all over his face. He didn't really want to fight Heishimu, and he seemed to care a little bit.

"How about a game?" Nodding towards Tong Mo who was wholeheartedly eating melons and watching the show, Ling seemed to hear the sound of melons falling to the ground.

"Huh? Me?" Tong Mo pointed to himself, he turned his head and looked at Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo, showing an incredulous look: "Shouldn't the bloody battle be initiated by the lower level to the higher level? If you really want to fight, you should... you should go to Your Excellency Hei Si Mou first!"

"...Transposition bloody battle?" Another strange term was added, and Zero didn't want to delve into the meaning of it, "Just say whether to fight or not?"

"I don't." Tong Mo narrowed his eyes and waved the fan in his hand, "I feel like I've fallen into your scheme by fighting with you!"

Hei Si Mou heard Ling's sudden invitation to fight, no matter how motionless he was, his forehead twitched: "The reason...?"

"It's too late to chat, and I don't have a share of the meal, so you can't let me have a fight?"

Hearing what he said, Yi Wozuo seemed to have some interest in his eyes, but Hei Simou just said after hearing it: "This is not your reason... there is no need...to cheat with me..."

"If you really want to do it... I'll accompany you..."

"...It's boring to fight with you." Ling always couldn't listen to Yan Sheng's words to him in such a tone, "I don't know Mr. Yiwozuo, so it's not easy to invite, Tong Mo...it seems that he didn't come down. I don’t feel like I can’t touch it anymore.”

Tong Mo: "?"

Without disciplining Lord Leader's wonderful expression now, Zero and Black Death Mou looked at each other as if they were discussing something: "It's not bad for you or me."

"I don't need to know each other, I can play with you." Yiwozuo seemed to understand what Zero wanted to do when he looked over earlier, his golden eyes were burning, and his fists were clenched eagerly, "But you are human after all, I don't care what your rank is, if you can't hold on, speak up as soon as possible."

He spoke straightforwardly and confidently, apparently thinking of something before adding the last sentence.

"Ah, Your Excellency Zero, Your Excellency Yiwozuo is challenging you!" Tong Mo saw that Ling seemed to be considering turning his target to Yiwozuo, and he was afraid that he would refuse if he was too late, so he seemed anxious Impatiently stirring up the atmosphere, "If you lose, Your Excellency Yiwozuo will directly pass His Excellency Heishimou...Eh? Seems like a good deal?"

Zero & Yiwozuo: "Can you shut up?!"

One person and one ghost yelled at a guy who didn't think it was lively enough as long as the fire didn't burn him. After yelling, they looked at each other.

"It's too late to meet each other." Yi Wozuo was expressionless.

"Me too." Zero paid Yiwo Zuo the highest respect.

Tong Mo: "Wow! Seeing that two of my friends have also become friends really touched me!"

Hei Si Mou: "..." So why on earth is he here?

The weather did not mean to be sunny at all. Compared with the morning, the rain in the courtyard was only slightly less.

The continuous rain didn't have much strength, and the eyelashes of the two standing silently in the rain were long enough, so that the light rain would not affect their sight.

Seeing that they wanted to pick up the knife and clenched their fists to do it, Tong Mo turned his head and looked at his palace, which had been decorated gorgeously for nearly a hundred years, and tears fell as soon as he said it.

Unbearably disturbed, they agreed not to say a word as long as they went out to beat him, and Zero and Yi Wozuo came outside after all.

"Hey, are you going to fight me with that broken knife?" Yi Wozuo first stared at the saber in Zero's hand, and paused for a while, "If there is no one in hand, call that guy now You can find a random one that is better than the one you are using now."

"Well——I broke all the sun wheel knives, but there should be ordinary knives in the warehouse?" Tong Mo saw that they looked over in unison again, and to be precise, they aimed at the temple behind them. In the room, he took two steps back again and again, "Your Excellency Yiwozuo called me first—isn't that counted?"

"Let's talk about it if necessary." Zero estimated the weight and toughness of the old guy he was used to in the past few days, "Please."

Yiwozuo glanced at Heishimu for the last time, saw that he hadn't moved, and immediately stomped on him.

The flat ground cracked inch by inch in an instant, white sand and gravel splashed out, and the hexagonal snowflake-like formation flashed a red light and spread out from under Yiwozuo's feet.

Tong Mo's belated sobs were covered by Yi Wozuo's voice: "The technique unfolds—destroy and kill Luozhen!"

Compared to the news that he made Tong Mo feel distressed, Zero just drew out his saber, and didn't intend to start with drawing the saber and slashing.

The somewhat blunt blade was simply stained with a dark color.

The aura of a fighter is mixed with the strong arrogance of a ghost, and Yi Wozuo almost has a fight written on his face.And since he enjoys fighting, Zero Guess that his fighting style will undoubtedly start with close combat.

Although the power of ordinary sword skills can't match the power of drawing a knife poured into it for a moment, the latter also leaves more holes in the empty door, so it's better to compete for speed like this, and use moves to dismantle moves.

Yiwozuo's fist seems to be harder than the body of any ghost he has cut - this is for sure, after all, it is clearly written in people's eyes that winding the string is not a joke.

"Is it just like that, hello?" Seeing the tiny cracks began to spread on the blade that could parry him, Yi Wozuo was obviously quite dissatisfied, and it was something he hated to be unable to fight to the fullest under the obstruction of external forces, "Your The knife is about to break—”

"Concentrate, Mr. Yiwozuo."

A moment of distraction from speaking was enough for the horizontal slash to avoid the fist and slash towards Yiwozuo's wrist. Seeing that he did not evade, he also slashed smoothly.

Severe pain began to burn from the place where the wrist was broken, and Yi Wozuo, who didn't care about the damage to his body at first, pulled back the elbow of the broken arm and jumped into the air.

Tong Mo, who stared at the moves carefully and saw his character clearly, raised his eyebrows, but Heishimu was not surprised.

He looked at the bright blade, and something complicated flashed in his eyes.

"Ah... what's going on...?" Yi Wozuo felt that his arms were trembling uncontrollably, and a certain emotion that shouldn't appear on him gushed out as if a switch was touched.

Forcibly suppressing the thought of escaping, his body fell in the air, but his excited voice was rising: "Why can't you recover? What kind of move are you doing?"

"In this way, we are on the same starting line." Zero intentionally avoided Yi Wozuo's question.

If you don’t use the Yuehu, that’s Hei Simou right in front of you. The Yuehu that has been polished for hundreds of years can’t be used to make a fool of yourself, and the saber in your hand is really too tattered. He has to plan carefully to use all the moves.

"Destroy Kill Empty Style——"

The falling trend stopped as if time had paused, and he stayed in the air and hit three combos with the remaining intact arm, and Yi Wozuo followed up and swung his fist from top to bottom.

"Destroyer, Broken Style, Myriad Leaf Shining Willow."

The fist wind that pulls the air cuts open with the edge of the blade poured to a point. Seeing that Yiwozuo received damage that could not be regenerated immediately, he could immediately choose to face up and launch a more violent move. Zero was a little surprised, but he adjusted immediately Without breathing, there is no need to think too much, the magic sun rainbow in the shape of the sun is the best choice at this moment.

Without too many collisions with his fist to dodge this somewhat difficult large-scale AOE, turn around and turn the handle of the knife, zero squinting his eyes and ready for the next move

He seldom pronounced the names of moves like in turn-based battles.

Of course, this is not meant to ridicule everyone who likes to fight in a fair and square manner.

It’s just that this time it’s obviously different: “Sun’s Breath · Three Types · Red Mirror of the Sun…Change.”

The crimson arc-shaped slash did not dissipate in the air quickly after it was released from the hand, and it drew an arc like a crescent moon and quickly chased at Yiwozuo who had not yet landed.

The thin red blade was powered by the wind, and Yi Wozuo only had time to raise his head before dodging hastily. The arc-shaped slash that was as deep as dried blood barely bypassed his cheeks, and behind him A deep imprint was left on the wall.

At this point Zero's blade was shattered in half.

Tong Mo was beating the golden fan in his palm, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his beautiful eyes.

And Heishai Mou stared at the wall that was almost split in half... He took a few steps forward and knelt down on one knee.

"Master Wu Mi... I didn't notice your arrival... I am deeply sorry..."

Yi Wozuo, who still had enough strength, turned around hastily, while Tong Mo, whose thinking was interrupted, also raised his head.

The two ghosts knelt down together.

Holding a red umbrella embroidered with red plums and the same color as his eyes, Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi stood ten steps behind the wall: "..."

Sincerely not intentional Zero: "..."

What to do, he didn't mean to scare his young master.

Waiting online, very anxious.