Goujuan is also helping her boyfriend pick up his arm today

The two of them landed alternately in the air and fell silent at the same time.

No, only the real person is silent, he is still immersed in the shock of the failure of Wuwei's transformation.After Hyakkimaru fell, he realized what the other party might have done to him, but failed.He 'watched' the distorted soul of the real person, knowing that the reason for the failure just now was probably that the other party touched his prosthetic limb.

The real person was still kneeling on the ground, looking up at the expressionless Hyakkimaru, like a startled big cat.Hyakkimaru was vigilant in his heart, but he kept attacking. He tapped his toes on the ground, turned his body quickly, and the blade went straight for the real man's neck, but the opponent dodged it.

'tuna! '

Hyakkimaru moved to kill. He didn't have a strong sense of justice. Rather, it was because the principle of dog-rolling thorns had long been the principle of Hyakkiwan, but this demon completely belonged to his hunting category.Hyakkimaru didn't think about whether he would win or not, he had one and only one path - kill all the demon gods who robbed his body, and survive!

While being vigilant about the failure of his spells on Hyakkimaru, Masato took it for granted.

After all, this is my (human evil) 'father'!

Dodging the increasingly fierce attack of Hyakkimaru, the real man spit out the reformed man, and went to kill Hyakkimaru: "Are you going to kill them? 'Father'?"

The blade of Hyakkimaru approached the neck of the reformed man, but the smile on the real man's face grew bigger: "These are all human beings—'Father'!"

"If you kill them, your hands will be stained with human life! Then, what will the magician named Dog Curly Thorn think of you?"

Hyakkimaru's appearance is pure and beautiful between teenagers. Under the burning of blood and indifference, it exudes the "evil" that fascinates real people. He saw that Hyakkimaru's movements did not stop because of his own words, but Instead of feeling the fear of life being threatened, he became even more excited: "That's right - it is so indifferent and ruthless, who gave birth to such a sinful 'father'!!!"

Hyakkimaru is getting bored to death.

This was the first time he had seen such a long-winded demon god.

Is this guy's mouth spring loaded?

Hyakkimaru proficiently used the words that Zenyuan Maki scolded Gojo Satoru, and used them exactly on the real person (cheap son).

After all, these two are exactly the same noisy.

The real person is still expounding his curiosity, reverence and admiration for Hyakkimaru, and wants to integrate with Hyakkimaru and become a truly complete "evil in this world", but he doesn't know that his dear "father" is about to die of boredom.

'Wooden fish flower. '

Hyakkimaru was a little worried that Yoshino Junpei, who was alone downstairs and surrounded by the "Majin" split, separated from Gou Makiji, and the other party took good care of him along the way. Hyakkimaru took the responsibility of protecting the other party's life very consciously. .

——Although Yoshino Junpei is still far inferior to the dog curly spine.

He adjusted his somewhat disorganized breathing, stepped heavily on the real man's chattering mouth with his leather boots, turned over and jumped behind him, Hyakkimaru consciously used the artificial leg to attack the real man, and didn't want the unknown The attack fell on himself.

Who knows what it is?

Hyakkimaru didn't stop attacking after it landed, and the sword blade swung by his side, and this person used his strength to charge up again.When approaching behind the real person, he immediately noticed that the other person's chest was beating unusually violently.His heart tightened, and he withdrew his knife, but it was still a step too late.

The real person whose face was trampled on one after another finally stopped praising him for his disobedience, the 'father' who only knew about domestic violence, the smile on his face narrowed, but the seams widened, and he quickly pulled out a sly smile: "' Father, do you know? My spell can change the soul of a human being."

The smile on his face is ferocious and sinister, his limbs change suddenly, like a snake, the sharp vines carry a hurricane, and shoot out, forming a tendency to surround in all directions, surrounding the inevitable Hyakkimaru in the center: "If , I changed your soul, will that dog Curly Thorn still recognize you? 'Father'?"

Hyakkimaru could only chop off a few snake vines stabbing at the deadly place with a knife. He just frowned at the real person's provocation and didn't take it seriously, but soon the 'tactile sense' that had been ignored by Hyakkimaru finally broke out completely!

A snake vine that was not cut off by Hyakkimaru got into the ground, and broke out from a corner that the mind didn't pay attention to!

After the sharp snake vine pierced the skin, blood gushed out in an instant, and the severe and unfamiliar pain swept all the nerves of Hyakkimaru. He opened his mouth weakly and let out a silent scream. Letting himself fall, the moment he fell to the ground, he grabbed the snake vine that was still squirming in his shoulder, and pulled it out violently!

The real person opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Wow! You can hold back your screams, you really deserve to be my 'father'."

Hyakkimaru knelt on the ground on one knee, feeling disgusted with the word 'father' from the bottom of his heart.

Is there something wrong with this 'devil god'?

No, there must be something wrong!

He was so sure.

An intense and never-before-experienced strong feeling kept washing Hyakkimaru's nerves, his legs were a little weak, and he could only rely on the metal artificial legs to support his body.

The real person takes advantage of the victory to pursue, and the inaction transformation cannot act on the 'father', so he uses the soul of the art to act on himself. The evil of human beings is not only terrifying in ability.

More language.

The real person looked at Hyakkimaru who finally showed a distressed expression, his legs turned into horseshoes, and the claws of the sickle rushed towards Hyakkimaru's head, but he complained coquettishly: "Really, that dog Juanjiu actually turned my respected Father' left here alone, he doesn't care about you at all, he obviously watched my birth together..."

Hyakkimaru tilted his head, sensitively dodged the real man's sickle, but did not escape the real man's words: "Does he like you?"

The severe pain was constantly eroding Hyakkimaru's brain. He pressed the wound on his shoulder with the back of the knife, trying to hide the unfamiliar pain, and tried to strip away the voice of the demon god surrounding him, thinking about countermeasures while avoiding the attack.

But the real person can easily see the wavering of Hyakkimaru, and the slightest emotion on the expressionless face will be particularly obvious. Finally, the real person laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, it's so interesting, that poor conjurer actually Will love monsters like you!"

I am not a monster.

Hyakkimaru pursed his lips and retorted in his heart, but Masato broke through his rebuttal: "We are clearly one~born of sin, with an incomplete personality and an incomplete body~that conjurer named Dog Curly Thorn imprisoned you/ Keep it by your side."

"It's so bad that I can't come to 'Father' anymore!"

Zhenren is really like a child who is acting like a baby with his father, but the attack speed is accelerated, and the sharp blade cuts at Hyakkimaru's chest: "'Father' was deceived by that bad human being!"

nonsense.

Hyakkimaru blocked Masato's sickle with a knife, kicked Masato's chest, and kicked him flying.

The only one who is incomplete is you.

The sternness on Hyakkimaru's body, which had loosened a little, became stronger again, he did not allow this 'demon god' to tarnish Goujuanji.

The channels of the two have no connection at all, but they still have a hot chat.

The 'crack' sound of the flesh//body smashing the ground was accompanied by the dull movement of the wall being broken from it, and the gravel and dust were flying in the air, confusing the hazy vision that was already shrouded in darkness.

The real man wiped off the blood clots on his face sadly, and looked at the opposite 'father' who was also blood-stained red with a ferocious expression. The blood-red clothes, coupled with the pale cheeks of the master, looked like a bird from the Temple of Yama The vengeful ghost that crawled out of it made the real person's heart tremble along with it.

Blood flowed down the knife embedded in the arm, and merged into the ground that seemed to have been plowed once. There was nothing else in the air except for the thick and disgusting smell of blood.In the ruins, Hyakkimaru clutched his stomach aching heart, black spots appeared in the world, he leaned against the demolished wall, and opened his mouth to vomit bloody saliva.

"Ah—ah!" Zhenren fell into a strange madness, his legs were cut off, and healed slowly, looking at the embarrassed Hyakkimaru with bright eyes: "As expected of me! 'Father' lord!! Just one meeting has taught me as a 'child' something that I have never been able to understand!!"

He laughed loudly, ignoring his crippled body and the soon-to-be exhausted spell power, and quickly made a shadow with his hands: "The field expands—the self-closing circle—"

His beloved 'father' seemed to be stimulated by something at this moment, and he was rushing towards him with his dilapidated and painful body. The flame of the 'devil god' in his mind was intensified in vain, almost blatantly telling that this guy Hyakkimaru was about to open up, hurry up Let's break the reading.

Facts have proved that Hyakkimaru did exactly that.

The filthy and ugly human evil, in the clear light of Baikimaru, is like a self-entertaining clown, hypocritical and vile, twisted and ugly enough to make people laugh.But the only one present was Hyakkimaru, who couldn't smile at the demon god. The half-knotted gesture was cut off by Hyakkimaru Linglie, and the dense blades burst into light enough to illuminate the darkness. Cutting and spinning, the hair rope broke, and the long hair was blown up in the howling wind. At this moment, Hyakkimaru's whole body seemed to have turned into the wind, light and violent, the wind swept away the remaining clouds, and the rays of the sun fell into the sky.He is strung between heaven and earth, blood flying, and the white bandages covering his eyes are stained with sinful blood. His terrifying aura is not inferior to the evils in the world who are driven to the end. This belongs to human beings. Straight to the depths of the soul, enough to arouse the most vivid emotions that shake everything.

This is the anger of human beings.

Instead of monsters!

Gou Juanji rubbed ears and temples countless times, telling Hyakkimaru that he is a living human being.

It is not the 'doll' in the mouth of the black soul in Yokohama, nor is it the sinful 'father' in the mouth of the demon god.

Goujuanji told him that he was Baiguiwan.

— There is no such person in this world anymore.

The flower of life that blooms in the mud is dim and incomplete, but it is enough to make the pickers confused.

Perhaps for this world, he is just a simple character that can be taken away with a casual writing.

In this cursed world, having such a person doesn't seem to have any relationship with losing such a person.

No one is indispensable to the world.

However, everything that happened will eventually be regrettable, irreparable, irreparable, powerless, repentant, and can no longer be embraced.

The kind of tearing the chest, breaking away from reason, a drop in the vast sea of ​​stars, can never comfort the bloody reality.

The gust of wind whizzed and flew sand and rocks, and the red figure like a ghost was reflected in the darkness, proud, angry, and desperate.

——It’s Hyakkimaru.

His whole body was covered in blood, but as if he couldn't feel the pain, he stabbed the 'evil' blade into the throat of the real person with a smile on his face.

The knife in Yoshino Junpei's hand suddenly broke. He opened his eyes wide and fell into panic. The darkness dissipated, and the scorching sun shone on his body, making Yoshino Junpei feel as if he was in a dream. The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly When it rang, Yoshino Junpei picked it up woodenly, and the caller ID was 'Dog Rolling Thorn'.

Isn't it down?

When Yoshino Junpei connected the phone, he was still thinking, but there was a voice on the other side of the phone: "Okata?!"

"Ah..." Yoshino Junpei looked up at the scorching sun, opened his mouth, and the phone in his hand was suddenly snatched away; "What—!"

Hyakkimaru covered in blood was reflected in his sight, and he froze.

Hyakkimaru turned his back to Yoshino Junpei, and the panicked 'Ooka! ' passed into his ears.

"...cough..." The tongue and teeth that have never been used are not very flexible, but they still struggle to spit out dry words: "...thorn."

There was no movement on the other side.

The author has something to say: Dog curly thorn: ticket, immediately, immediately.

Yoshino *breaks the knife* Junpei: I seem to have heard the voice of no longer salary?

The next book is open: Mr. Goujuan doesn’t want to divorce today (working hard to save the full text)

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