"I loved him more than all his lovers, so I dug his grave, stole his body, cut open his heart, imprisoned his soul, and made him unable to live, to die, but love...... Isn't it precisely because of this that people can't stop! He is my lover, if he can't even accept this little hobby of mine, how can he stay with me for life? ”

Bufeng gently stroked Liuhua's cheeks, and his eyes were full of doting.

"Maniac...... Slut ......" Liuhua struggled, the muscles of her whole body were trembling, but she couldn't control her body, she could only keep cursing, and the dark red blood on her lips kept flowing.

Fengchuan Liuhua is the most famous young talent in Shayin Village, and he is a child of a family, handsome and knife skills are called a must in Shayin, and when he has not graduated from ninja school, the love letter written to him almost doubles the value of the stationery in Shayin Village.

Bufeng is also one of the fanatical suitors, peeping, eavesdropping, stalking, as long as she can get close to him, even if Liuhua has a room with his girlfriend, she hides under the bed and bites her lip, fantasizing that the woman is herself.

At that time, Bufeng was not so pretty, humble and ugly, and her behavior was also crazy, Liuhua would not look at her with her eyes at all, and she disdained to speak to her.

In the midst of countless cold eyes and ridicule, Bufeng did not give up his love, but secretly continued to develop forbidden techniques, and even boiled his body into mud in order to reshape his appearance.

However, when the face is in full bloom, it is time to find the flowing flowers...... But he was dead.

Dying in a trap set by Konoha is an ordinary thing that is repeated every day in the ninja world, whether you are talented or a grassroots rookie, the difference between life and death is sometimes just whether you have the luck to wash your hands after going to the toilet.

The suitors of the wind and river dispersed in tears, and in less than a week, they were able to recover from their grief and continue the trajectory of their lives.

She dug up the body of Liuhua and watched him lie peacefully in the coffin, as if he was asleep, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't see the beauty of the wind, only his handsome appearance remained.

Pale skin, cold body, outlining the appearance of Bufeng's most beloved, she didn't cry, but hugged Liuhua like a newlywed wife, and her face was crimson doting: "Now...... You're mine alone. ”

Bufeng stole Liuhua's corpse, used the secret technique he developed, resurrected it, and stole the sand concealment technique corpse puppet, and developed the ghoul reincarnation technique, the corpse puppet Liuhua is not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, more agile shots, more powerful, almost the most ideal combat ninja.

Hearing the story about himself, Liuhua went even more crazy, but no matter how much he squeezed the blade, the muscles in his arm gurgled, and the blade still couldn't advance a bit, because his soul belonged to the wind.

"Not crazy...... I feel that it is better to change your name to Crazy, you are Crazy, I am stupid, lingering to the end of the world. Bai Mu swallowed, if he met such a woman, he would really not be able to die peacefully.

"Do you want to linger with your sister~ It's a pity that I only love one Liuhua......" Bufeng seems to have deliberately said it to the ghoul Liuhua.

It's a pity that Liuhua didn't buy it at all, and was still cursing vigorously, no wonder his mouth was sewn up, poor island brothers, poor in scolding vocabulary, just like these two sentences over and over again, Bai Mu couldn't wait to catch it in person and teach him how to scold.

"The peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic, I don't mind very much, but I still want to ask, how old is my sister this year?" Shiraki had always suspected that she was a hundred-year-old witch, but now after listening to the story, he found that she didn't seem to be that old.

"I said that people are eighteen~" Bufeng covered his face shyly:

"Women, once you are over eighteen years old, it is like a strawberry that has been left for a long time, it will continue to deteriorate and fade, I can only continue to absorb other people's chakra, and retain this youthful beauty forever."

"It's easy to be beaten when you say that! But it makes a lot of sense. Shiraki gave a thumbs up, whether he was eight or eighty years old, he liked eighteen years old.

"Brother~ I just felt your love, do you want to live with us? Our family of three...... "Bufeng gently sucked his fingers, his face full of shyness.

"Never! I'm not a minotaur, you two better get along well, I wish you an early birth to a noble son......" Bai Mu waved his hand, turned around and wanted to leave: "Goodbye." ”

"Why, after hearing my sister's secret, do you still want to leave like this? I'll make you the same corpse puppet, and then the three of us will stay together for the rest of our lives, go, Liuhua! Kill him! "The ninja world is so chaotic, and I don't want to be a rebel so early.

The ghoul's scarlet eyes flashed red, and his chattering mouth finally closed, and he looked at Shiraki quietly, as if he was locking on something.

"Yes...... I love ......" a dry voice flowed from her tightly sewn lips.

In the next second, an invisible wind emanated from the feet of Liuhua, blowing away like ripples in all directions, carrying bursts of fine sand.

Slash in an instant!

Without any forward movement, Liuhua's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, flashed behind Shiraki, waved the sharp blade, dragged a silver halo in the air, and pulled it from left to right, until it was about to cut off Shiraki's head.

"Gan, so fast!?" Bai Mu was startled, and hurriedly rolled out stealthily with deception, patrolled left and right, found the location of Liuhua, and threw out a butcher knife.

Smack!

Liuhua didn't even dodge it, let the butcher knife slash at the side of his neck, sticky black blood slowly flowed down the blade, grabbed the iron chain with his left hand, and rushed to kill without stopping on the fine sand.

"Am I counting myself as handing the leash to the enemy?" Bai Mu finally understood that this guy was not the kind of zombie who would burst into juice with a single sword, but a truly strengthened corpse puppet.

"EX?Strike Back Storm"

The ghoul Liuhua completely inherited the combat power before his death, and launched a stabbing attack like a storm of sword skills in one hand, changing to a living person, such a high-intensity attack with all his strength, there was absolutely no way to last for ten seconds and he needed to breathe a sigh of relief, but the body of the dead body tirelessly continued the sword rain.

Bai Mu's counterattack storm only lasted five seconds, and a whip leg was whipped on Liuhua's knee, obviously hearing the crisp sound of bone cracking, but Liuhua just stagnated, and continued to launch a storm style sword rain, Bai Mu's dog chain was dragged, and there was no chance to untie it, so he could only resist hard while panicking step by step backwards.

Finally, there was no way to retreat, and there was a feeling of being against the rock wall from behind.

"Stinky brother...... Goodbye~ When you open your eyes, you are my person~ Ho ho ~ " Bu Feng squinted his eyes and smiled sweetly.

"I'm sorry, sister...... I've disappointed you, you should belong to me. Bai Mu suddenly smiled evilly.

Suddenly, three huge tentacles ten meters long lifted the sand surface, and the ten-meter-long tentacles were covered with suckers, swaying the fine sand in the sky.

"Prophet of the Old Gods: Every once in a while, a tentacle of the Old Gods will stretch out on the wall."

What do you think Shiraki is doing when he retreats? He'd already begun to tentacle beneath the sand, enveloping the ghouls in a triangular shape.

"What!! How can it be!!! How can there be octopuses in the desert!! No way! Bufeng screamed hysterically, and his ten fingers dug into his cheek tightly, pulling out ten deep blood marks.

"Say his final goodbyes!" Shiraki slammed a harsh punch into the stomach of the ghoul Liuhua, leaving a heavy imprint of an ancient god on his cold skin.

The three giant tentacles seemed to have found an outlet for anger, and slammed down towards the place where the brand was, and immediately the entire valley trembled violently, and the fine sand and dust rose into the sky like a tsunami, and the sound of fractures was crisp and pleasant.