Rain

So it became like this...

We walked down the corridor to the depths of the ground. On my left and right stood the murderous Sanji and Zoro.

Down below the casino was eerily quiet.This corridor was originally Crocodile's private domain, and very few people could enter it.I guess since the executioner moved in here, it has become a restricted area.Although most people can't see the wraith ghost, the temperature drops, the chills down the spine, and the panic can't be avoided.Maybe I don't understand what's going on, but people's sixth sense will subconsciously avoid this uncomfortable phenomenon and try to avoid it as much as possible.

Before, the glass shattered and the sea water poured in so loudly that it didn't attract half a figure. It is estimated that the furious Crocodile is chasing and killing Luffy who escaped successfully.The soul perception spread out carefully, avoiding everything you don't want to encounter, and finding the black flame.I have to say that Crocodile is a pirate who knows how to enjoy life. Everywhere he looks, there are luxurious Balote decorations and fresh bouquet decorations everywhere.Even the soles of the feet are all clean and smooth marble brought from outside the desert.This also caused the sound of our footsteps and dripping water to constantly echo in the empty corridor.

That's right, dripping water.

I glanced sideways at Shimo Sanji, I have never seen his face so gloomy and terrifying.The originally well-fitting black suit clings to his body because of being soaked in sea water, and the trousers are drooping in embarrassment.The shirt inside became translucent, revealing the flesh color.It is completely conceivable how uncomfortable it is for him to be wet all over his body now...Because I said that salt can ward off evil spirits, he silently soaked himself in seawater, using the salt in seawater to prevent evil spirits from approaching.

He turned his head to look at Zhuo Luo on the other side. This guy had a calm expression, because he had just swam down and was completely soaked.The light brown shirt was tightly attached to the body, holding the third generation of ghosts, looking ahead sharply.

As for me... I curled my lips, and even though I told them it was of no use to me, I was forced by the two of them to take a dip in the sea water.The lady's cloak she was wearing was saturated with sea water, and now it kept seeping down in compliance with the gravity of the earth.

The marble tiles in the corridor were not carpeted, and it was eerily silent, so the three of them were ticking and ticking as they walked... and three wet footprints were left behind... I felt very heavy at first, but why were the two of them flowing beside me expressionlessly? The floor is full, and you can't help but want to raise the corners of your mouth?

Zoro previously refused me to "open his eyes" with blood because he said it would [interfere with my judgment].And this guy does have a terrifying intuition like a monster. Although he can't see it, he never cuts empty, and sometimes his reaction is even half a point faster than Sanji who can see the evil spirit.What's more, Sanji's actions can only force back the evil spirits...

My eyes couldn't help but stay on the knife he was holding.

The third generation of ghosts is scarier than I thought.

Obviously, physical attacks should be ineffective, but all the evil spirits and ghosts cut by its blade screamed and disappeared.

It's not being saved to become a Buddha, but being swallowed up and wiped out.

The body of the blade even had an ominous red glow as the number of devoured evil spirits increased, and the figure of the soul of the blade appeared beside Zhuo Luo from time to time, smiling more evilly.

My heart sank, but after all this is not the time to delve into this matter.We encountered more and more evil spirits, obviously in the scorching desert, but the surrounding temperature dropped significantly as we approached the executioner.

"As we have discussed before, proceed according to the plan." I said slowly, with a solemn tone, "The worst case scenario...if my body is occupied by the executioner...don't hesitate to kill him."

Zhuo Luo's expression didn't change, and he responded coldly: "Understood."

I didn't dare to turn my head to look at Sanji, I only heard him squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "I won't get there."

Turning the corner, in Alabasta, which was still extremely hot, frost began to appear on the ground under the feet.Going forward, the ice and snow gradually thickened, spreading on the walls on both sides, and even made a slight creaking sound under our feet.Even the exhaled air gradually materialized, rising and dissipating white.I stopped in front of the gate wrapped in thick ice, with a serious face: "Be careful. He knows we are coming."

As if to verify my words, the door wrapped in thick ice slowly opened by itself.

In addition to the cold air blowing on the face, there was a strong smell of disinfectant in the house.The sensory stimulation of smell is followed by visual shock.

White, all white!Pale white walls, bright white ceiling, milky white ground, silvery white snowflakes, pure white ice surface, grayish white hideous evil spirits!

The layout of the room was completely different from that of other rooms. Except for the operating table in the center, the vast room was completely empty, and even the walls and floors were painted a clean and miserable white.The hanging above is not a Rococo crystal chandelier, but a simple shadowless lamp with strong light.This also resulted in pitch-black surroundings, only the center was lit, like on a theater stage.The hospital bed, which is highlighted by the spotlight, is covered with a white sheet, but it is covered with various strong belts and buckles, which is shocking to watch.If you look carefully, the hospital bed is entirely made of Hailou stone. It is conceivable that the patients lying on it will be tied up and cannot move.

Next to it was a small metal trolley, with all kinds of metal surgical instruments seen and never seen on it, cold and sharp, shining coldly.And there are even a few pairs of heavy Hailoushi handcuffs next to them.

Ready to go.

The man stood next to the operating table in a white coat, pushed his glasses, and smiled familiarly at me: "You are here."

The memory overlapped with the scene in front of me, and I was a little dazed...Worry?is it you?But in the next moment, the smell of carrion that even the strong disinfectant can't hide quickly pulled me out of this illusion.

My pupils shrank sharply, I held the knife tightly, and leaned over in an attacking posture.

So disgusting.

How can this guy be compared with Wally!

The next moment, Sanji appeared in front of the executioner, with a ferocious expression, and his legs were so fast that only afterimages remained: "You bastard scum who hurt the lady!"

The author has something to say:

Everyone has to learn to ask for help and rely on others.

It's great to be independent, but know when you can get a helping hand.

The so-called sister-control outbreak (cover face)

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Then when it comes to visual stimulation, I suddenly think of the description in the song of Saya cough cough cough sauce purple

Hey, why do you think that the red cherry chapter ghosts don't want it (cover your face)