"Na, unruly, tell me quickly!" Kamui screamed as he grabbed his ear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wang!! Woohoo!! ”

Psycho, if I'm invincible, I'm going to beat you up first, give you such a stupid name, and ride you around, so everyone can see my mount! Thinking of this, the dog can't help but fall into a beautiful fantasy and can't extricate himself!

"Hey, this world is really boring, unruly, can you understand?"

"Woohoo!" I understand you big-headed ghost!

"I know that you stupid dog doesn't understand, this feeling is like when you play a game that you've been looking forward to for a long time, but as soon as you go in, you find that everyone else is too vegetable, and hitting anyone is like a full-level tuba to torture and kill a novice village, and there is no pleasure at all!"

"Woo Woo !?" Who knows what you're talking about!? Sure enough, there is a mental problem!

"Hehe, so I have an idea, since I can't let them upgrade, then I can delete the number and retrain! Since you can't change the world, you have to change yourself, right!? ”

At this time, the dog unruly probably understood the meaning of what Shenwei said, as if he was saying that he was too strong, and he wanted to be weaker, he was really a mentally ill person with a wide range of ideas, but it had nothing to do with me, you should hurry up and become weaker, and Uncle Ben could take the opportunity to escape. In the past few days, Dog Unruly has been beaten by Shenwei, and he no longer has the idea of secretly wanting to kill Shenwei, he just wants to run away now.

Shenwei sat up and said unbelievable things thoughtfully, in fact, Shenwei is really not a psychopath, at most he is a madman, a battle maniac, and this is the innate characteristic of the Night Rabbit Clan. If the traverser has a forum, Kamui really wants to make a post, and the traversal comes to the Hokage world, what if the people in this world are too weak and boring, and the people in this world are too anxious to wait online! That's why Kamui has this kind of thought, either to change the world to make them stronger, or to change themselves and make themselves weaker. It's too troublesome to change the world, and it's not Kamui's style to train the protagonist to kill yourself as the final boss, so it's only a matter of changing yourself. How to do it, how to make himself weaker, he thought of a way, that is, he wanted to seal his spiritual pressure and slashing sword! In fact, this idea sprouted in his mind as early as when he sealed the broken body, the ultimate sealing technique of the ghost path, the soul, the body, the spiritual pressure and the knife, nothing can be sealed, and the incomparable Aizen Huyousuke was also sealed in the eighth layer of hell by the second technique.

Of course, the activation conditions of this ghost path are also very harsh, and it is impossible for Shenwei to be sealed in his intact state, and only by taking advantage of the moment when he temporarily loses his strength, this technique can be successful.

"Hey, so you have to go see her?" Kamui said to himself reluctantly.

"Dog unruly, I'm going to sleep, you run steadily!" Kamui tugged at the dog's unruly tail and lay down on the dog's broad back with his eyes closed.

"Wang!" Cut, liar!

The dog was uninhibited, but he didn't know that this time, Kamui was really in a deep sleep.

Slashing Knife Space, Shenwei opened his eyes, looked at everything familiar around him, is it here again, that guy...

Every Grim Reaper's Slashing Knife is different, and each Slashing Knife space is also different. It's a sprawling metropolis, or rather, it used to be a metropolis. And there has long been no crowds and traffic here, and some are just death-like loneliness. This is the space where Kamui's slashing knife whispers, a dead city where all kinds of plants are overgrown with once-glossy high-rises, cars rusted into piles of scrap metal, dwelling houses become nests of all kinds of creatures, crumbling overpasses, mossy asphalt roads, and spinning windmills all show that this place was once extremely prosperous. In the post-human desperate city, when humanity disappears and everything is empty, what will we leave behind? Whether this place is lonely or not, perhaps only the woman who lives here will give us the answer.

"Hmph, how long has it been since you came to me!?" A female voice rang out in the sky above Kamui. The pretended cold voice couldn't hide the coquettishness in his bones, and there seemed to be a little complaint in his tone.

Kamui smiled and looked up, and a woman of no apparent age sat on the edge of the roof of a tall building.

A pair of fair-skinned and lovely little feet rippled in mid-air, a bright red flower was tattooed on the white jade-like right instep, a string of Buddhist bells hung on the left ankle, ten toenails were painted gold, and a pair of slender legs loomed in the white cheongsam skirt, the white cheongsam was embroidered with golden lines, and a closer look was a Buddhist scripture written in Sanskrit, wrapping the not too plump buttocks and slender waist. The woman's hands are propped up at her sides, and her ten onion-like fingers are covered with various ornaments, mostly red and black ghost images, and the string of Buddhist beads on her wrists looks very discordant. The towering breasts are up, the woman's delicate head is lowered, the pointed chin, willow eyebrows, the corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, the blood-like red lips on the snow-white skin and the rosy cheeks are unusually vivid. A wisp of gold and silver bangs on the smooth forehead fell disobediently, a golden lotus flower in the center of the eyebrows, and the red eyeshadow had a conflicting beauty of holiness and enchantment. There are two swastika earrings on the earlobes, but there are two skeletons tattooed on the neck that is close at hand.

"Yo, long time no see, whisper, although I didn't come, it doesn't affect you to talk to me." Shenwei said with a hippie smile, and his tone was extremely familiar, after all, the closest thing to him in the past three hundred years was the woman in front of him!

"Humph!" The woman snorted coldly, clasping her hands to her chest, as if she didn't want to pay attention to Shenwei, like a jealous resentful woman.

"Huh!? Ahh??hh Could it be that our Miss Whisper is angry? Kamui stomped on the ground, jumped onto the top of the tall building, and leaned over from behind the whisper to speak.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about being angry, let me die of old age, I'll fend for myself here!" Whispering glanced at Kamui and twisted his head to the other side.

"Hehe, the beauty you think, as long as I don't die, you won't die, I won't let you go so easily." Talking about Kamui's mischief, he messed up his long whispering hair.

"Ah, don't touch me! Don't think I'll be happy if you say that, I'm not a child of one or two hundred years old! Whisper stood up and continued to turn her back to Kamui.

"How are you doing?"

"Not good!"

"Is there anything you'd like to do!?"

"I want to die!"

“。。。。。。”

"Whisper, let's discuss something... Although he didn't seem to be welcomed, Kamui licked his face and spoke.

"No way!" Before he could finish speaking, Kamui was interrupted. He scratched his head with a wry smile and had to think of another countermeasure.

That's why Kamui is reluctant to come here, his slashing knife is soft-spoken, he hates outsiders coldly on the surface, he is ruthless to the enemy, and he scolded Xiao Nan last time. But when I came to Shenwei, I became a coquettish lady, often inexplicably angry, sloppy, and had no way to have a good conversation. In this regard, Kamui once expressed great envy for Kurosaki Ichigo, and his Uncle Moon Slasher was simply a model in the slashing sword. Of course, the consequence of this incident was that Whisper was angry again, and the price was that Kamui couldn't pull out the sword for a whole month.

(To be continued)