Night Rabbit is the strongest

Shenwei turned his head, his eyes widened in surprise: "Wu... Boss?"

Subconsciously wanted to say "Mr. Warrior", but because the title was too similar to "Mr. Conjurer", he turned around and changed his name inexplicably.

Glancing at Yin Shi's waist, it was empty: "Why are you here?"

Yinshi was wearing a safety helmet and the overalls of the missing construction team. He rubbed his nose-picking hand on the side of his trousers: "I don't know what's going on."

According to Gintoki, he was sleeping in his room, put on this outfit as soon as he opened his eyes, and was sitting on the excavator, holding the joystick in his right hand and preparing to remove the collapsed building debris.

"That kind of feeling is like just halfway through masturbation, when the feeling is about to come up, you are forcibly interrupted, and then you start work that you don't even know how to wear before you have time to wear your pants."

Before Yinshi could figure out the situation, he was scolded by the supervisor: "What are you doing, digging!"

Seeing him distracted, the supervisor said, "You also said that you are a high-tech talent who has studied excavators from Lan X, a well-known school for planting flowers next door. Hurry up and get to work!"

Although Yinshi didn't know what the blue x was, he still mastered the mining technology without any risk. The learning process was so exciting that he temporarily forgot the question of why he came to this strange place.

"Yin-sang just learned how to use an excavator, and before she had time to be happy, the whole street was swallowed up by something more disgusting than Kagura's vomit."

Yinshi was very upset. The supervisor awarded him the honor of "Duke of Excavator" one second, and was successfully attacked by a monster the next second.

"When I woke up again, I saw you and this..." Yinshi looked Gojo Satoru up and down.

White hair, blindfolds, and a certain high-end uniform, I instantly understood-"I didn't damage the book, why should I be tricked by that one-eyed cat!!"

Gojo Satoru didn't like natural curly hair, especially natural curly white hair. He poked Kamui and pointed at Gintoki who had a broken face and howled: "Do you know this psycho?"

"I know it, and I like it very much."

"Really? If you like it, then I'll kill him."

"Are you jealous?"

"It's just that you like what I hate."

The malice from the top combat power made Gintoki tremble: "Hey, let me tell you, I am innocent, a weak and pitiful victim."

"You two have such a good relationship, flirting or something, please don't hurt the innocent, especially a single person like me, it's really a double blow."

The two turned their heads at the same time, with completely different attitudes.

Shenwei narrowed his eyes: "Whoever has a good relationship with him, I obviously just want to kill him."

Gojo Satoru nodded: "I have vision, there is no way this is our taste, we like to flirt."

Yinshi began to miss his master house: "Hey, hey, that's too much."

"Such a tacit understanding, I'll forget if I'm gay."

Yin Shi picked up the gong and drum again and beat it to attract attention: "Stop for a moment, what should I do now in this situation, I can't get out of this street."

He turned around and pouted his buttocks. In the middle was a third-level curse spirit firmly grasping the inexplicable place: "Come and save Yinsang."

"Goodbye." Kamui turned around mercilessly.

Gintoki yelled: "Hey, come back soon, stinky brat! When you came to see Kagura, whoever paid for it, it was Gin-san who paid for you!"

Gojo Satoru walked over, looked at Yinshi curiously, and asked, "As an ordinary person, how did you not be polluted by the curse spirit?"

How did you do it?

"Are you talking about this?" Yin Shi pulled back, and the curse spirit on his butt was thrown to the ground: "Come here a little longer, and I'll tell you."

Gojo Satoru leaned forward unprepared.

The sleeves fluttered, and the sharp blade slashed at the weak spot of Gojo Wu's neck.

The blade stopped at a distance of a few millimeters from Gojo Wu's skin, and he couldn't swing it no matter what. Wujo Wu pulled his hand, and the magic tool was in his pocket: "It feels good."

Shenwei quickly kicked Yinshi's face, and directly kicked to the end of the whole street: "The acting skills are not bad, but it's a pity that the details are not pretending at all."

How can there be so many time travels, Yin Shi always used the wooden knife from TV shopping, plus a living human being, it is impossible not to be affected by the magic spirit, if the simulation is too realistic, it will reveal the truth.

Kamui asked backhandedly: "Mr. Conjurer, is this also a curse spirit? Or is it not surprising that the chain reaction in Yokohama you mentioned?"

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers: "That's right, but..." Walking into Chinatown, unknown monsters that had transformed into Sakata Gintoki sprang out in the distance, and countless black sticky liquids spread out in a disgusting way. The gesture of raised tentacles strikes.

"I didn't finish my sentence."

"The chain reaction that happened this time is a bit strange. It may have nothing to do with a person's combat power, so I pulled you to the back. Who calls you a non-human?"

Gojo Satoru didn't know where his threshold was, but he knew that he was not a normal person.

In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, and because the coverage of this incident was far greater than the 1000 meters bound by Shenwei and him, he tricked the rabbit into it.

"More than 60 years ago, this was not Chinatown, and there was only one school nearby."

Gojo Satoru destroys the tentacles with ease.

In short, the current situation in Yokohama was chaotic at that time, and corpses were everywhere in the dark age. Someone took the opportunity to establish a caring school called "Fuyu High School", and actually carried out dirty transactions here. Drugs, guns, and even human trafficking -- known as "a paradise for eccentrics."

"The curse is born from the evil thoughts of the living, so what will be catalyzed by the hatred of the dead?"

The bullets with the characteristics of the Yatu tribe are very easy to use. Kamui raised his umbrella, and the firepower caused by a series of shots against the monsters in the distance was enough to equal Gojo Satoru.

"That's why a curse object was placed here 28 years ago to suppress the evil curse spirit."

Twenty-eight years ago, the newborn baby opened its blue eyes, and the Fuyu High School, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, and the evil spirits around it were greatly strengthened.

"Since we know there is a problem here, why don't we get rid of it and let ordinary people do business here?"

All the tentacles pierced by the two fell to the ground, and the sticky liquid spread out, exposing the pink and tender flesh that trembled and continued to gather.

While twisting, the flesh gradually became more delicate, and the blood foam flew, and quickly transformed into a boy with a black half ball head and a high school uniform

"Hi, Wu."

The young man smiled brightly, and raised his hand to greet Gojo Satoru, unable to tell that his predecessor was a heinous mass of flesh.

No matter how subtle the changes are, Six Eyes can easily see through the unreasonable flaws of pretending to be a close friend, and it will not be affected at all. He raised his hand: "The virtual "Che", although I don't care-it looks so ugly, you should die. "

In the blink of an eye, the entire street was penetrated by a terrifying spell, which exploded and radiated to the abandoned academy next to it.

He said he didn't care, and every movement was filled with dissatisfaction with maliciously abusing the image of the deceased.

Even though he knew it was fake, the feeling of suffocation from a year ago still resurfaced in his heart, like ants crawling and itching his chest.

Is this the function of spiritual suggestion...

The strong wind blew the hair on the top of Shenwei's head wildly swaying: "The conjurers who came to exorcise the seal must have been affected by this thing."

"All destroyed."

Wutiao Wu's nerves tense unconsciously: "This place used to do too much evil, and the curse spirits that were raised like Gu, have the ability to randomly generate the illusion of an important existence of a person, so realistic that there is no way to distinguish it except for the six eyes."

Under the spiritual suggestion of important people, cannibalism is just a normal instinct.

The foreign body only needs to lie dormant quietly, and it can drag and devour the food with serious internal friction. The conjurer has suffered a lot, and the higher-ups are unwilling to send people to exorcise them. The curse object gives suppression.

"After the suppression, nothing happened. Over time, the original blockade was broken, and this area slowly re-developed."

Kamui kicked the gravel under his feet: "An illusion of important existence?"

Looking at the tentacles coming up with renewed vitality, Kamui ran forward: "That natural scroll is not my important existence."

Looking straight at the indescribable blackness, reason clamored to stay away, the world seemed to shed its shell, revealing unknown fears, the four swinging tentacles separated out, trying to contain the prey, but barely stopped half a meter away from Shenwei.

Once again mechanically and instinctively gathered, the tentacles were retracted, the pieces of meat carried hundreds of fine and young beards, and the chewing sounds of countless mice sounded and disappeared.

After taking off the black camouflage, a mature orange-haired young woman in a cheongsam appeared holding an umbrella.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

This person is - Jiang Hua.

The house of everything that was kicked out by Shenwei has not yet been repaired, and the three of them gathered in front of the TV with a one-eyed cat, watching the broadcast from another world from the perspective of God.

"What kind of disgusting thing is that comparable to the filth in the nose! Why do you pretend to be Yinsang!"

From the time when the pirated silver appeared, until the monster's true colors were revealed, the silver that was originally drinking strawberry milk was sprayed out.

Changed the sitting posture of an uncle, and still did not forget to complain about Gojo Satoru: "I hate people with childish looks, obviously everyone has reached the age to be called uncle, but because of the so-called childlike appearance, children will only call you 'uncle' and then Shout 'Brother' to that guy, and maybe even a high school girl who likes mature styles will fall in his arms."

"Ayin!" Kagura punched him into the sofa: "It's not the time to talk about this, uncle wretched."

Shinpachi nodded, "That's right, don't go too far." Turning his head, he said worriedly: "But what's the situation over there now, what kind of city is Yokohama that hasn't appeared in this manga, right? It's out of the plan, There is no such link at all, shall we go there?"

"No." Kagura shook his head: "Mummy said, no matter what, we only have one chance to go to that world."

"I believe in idiot brother."