Xicheng crouched in the corner, his eyes fixed.

The dead air in his eyes made him see very clearly even in this dark environment where he couldn't see his fingers.

Under his gaze, two solid flashlight rays from the main entrance shone into the Buddhist hall.

Two people?

Xicheng style stunned.

It seems that he didn't expect two people from the other party to come over.

And it's no wonder.

Although the living remains along the way are not very powerful, they are better than a large number of them, and they are simply flawless to take care of others.

The reason why the Xicheng style advanced with the White Mist Divine Son was mainly because in some cases it needed the help of the White Mist Divine Son.

Therefore, in this case, the ideal situation should be that Bai Wuren should come alone.

Smack.

Smack.

With the crisp sound of footsteps, the light of the flashlight is getting closer and closer to the Buddhist hall.

Looking at the two people who completely entered the Buddha hall.

Xicheng squinted his eyes for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes flickering.

On the other side –

Bai Wuren was really so angry that he was trembling all over. This definitely doesn't mean to punch, but because Bai Wuren's lungs are really going to explode.

At the beginning, I wasted most of my time at the main gate, and I was tortured to death by the remains of the nine monks.

Then he stepped on a trap, fell into an ambush, and was entangled with a group of skeletons for a long time.

He hated it so much that his teeth were itching.

That damned, clever bastard can't let him go easily!

Bai Wuren's originally abundant physical strength and soul thoughts have been weakened a lot as a result.

But even so, Bai Wuren didn't think that he would be able to defeat a bastard who only knew how to play tricks behind his back.

After all, there is still a Xiyuan sand by his side.

He was indeed not mistaken, Xiyuan Sand is indeed a very qualified group of people.

Xiyuan Sand can protect herself in the group of corpses just now, and she can also give Bai Wuren some support appropriately, with her help, catch the White Mist Divine Son, obtain the stand-in spell, and get the three-wheel eye will no longer be a dream.

Bai Wuren, who entered the Buddhist hall, looked around at his surroundings.

Having come this far, he will not allow some more inexplicable failures.

It has to be done.

Thinking of this, Bai Wuren simply smiled and said, "Xiyuan, you go ahead." ”

This is the meaning of forcing Xiyuan Shadang to explore the road to death, and the main purpose can also be seen.

If Xicheng Shi ambushed somewhere inside, the first person to suffer would definitely be Xiyuan Sha, who was walking in front.

After all, the current situation should not be surprising, it should be two to one.

But the person who was secretly hidden and a little clever definitely didn't want to see this scene, so there was a high probability that he would solve the weaker Xiyuan sand first. In this way, you can avoid being attacked on the abdomen and back.

When the other party is busy killing Xiyuan Sand, solve the other party...

That's what Bai Wuren thinks.

As for directly attacking him Bai Wuren?

As long as it's not stupid, you won't do that, after all, judging from the other party's behavior along the way... The opponent's strength is definitely not that strong, and if he dies, he will be at the same level as himself.

Since he is on the same level as himself, there is no possibility of instantaneous killing.

And since he can't kill himself instantly, Xiyuan Sand next to him will definitely make a move, and the other party will fall into a situation where he will be attacked by the enemy.

Therefore, Bai Wuren felt that the other party would definitely make a move on Xiyuan Sand.

When Xiyuan Sha heard Bai Wuren's order, he was only slightly stunned, and then his chin was silent, and he did not show any resistance because of this.

After all, although Bai Wuren said with a smile, 'You are walking ahead', the commanding tone in his words can be heard as long as he is not deaf.

Without saying a word, she walked forward into the Buddha hall, and Bai Wuren pulled away slightly, while watching her surroundings vigilantly.

And then—

An extremely fast figure swooped out from the shadows!

Sure enough, it came!

Bai Wuren's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously wanted to look at Xiyuan Sand.

But what he didn't expect was that this figure actually abandoned Xiyuan Sand directly and pounced on him!

Bai Wuren was a little stunned.

This... That's not right!

The other party shouldn't be so stupid, right? Do you really have to solve yourself first?

Is this looking down on yourself?!

A wave of annoyance and anger surged out of Bai Wuren's heart, and he raised his fist, which had already been attached to the degraded version of the mist that had already been attached, and in turn met the Xicheng style that pounced on him from the side.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fist collided with the hand axe composed of the white mist, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

“... The Fog?! You really got something from Deep Snow! ”

Seeing his deteriorated version of the mist being eroded by the other party's white mist, Bai Mistren's eyes shrank slightly.

The Mist of the Coffin.

This is a spirit tool that has been passed down from generation to generation by the White Mist Family, and it has the ability to materialize.

In other words, it is a spirit tool that can be transformed into any shape, which is particularly practical.

It also has additional lethality to spirits and skeletons.

And this person in front of him has the mist of the coffin!

Almost certainly!

The person in front of him should be the one who assists the White Mist Divine Son.

Bai Wuren looked up, and only then did he see the other party's face clearly.

The delicate facial features, neither thin nor fat, look heroic.

But what surprised Bai Wuren the most was not only this.

He looked at the Nishijo style in front of him and exclaimed in surprise: "The Nishijo style of the Tokyo branch of the Koji Society?!" ”

Bai Wuren was very impressed by Xicheng, a high-level cadre of the Guangji Association.

After all, he was the one who let Aoki Izumi, who infiltrated the Imperial God Society, follow the side of the Nishigi style as an inner ghost.

Later, Aoki Spring Water disappeared inexplicably, and the news of the White Mist Divine Son came to the organization, and he temporarily put aside the Xicheng-style thing.

But he never thought that he would meet Xicheng style here.

Listening to Bai Wuren's surprised voice, the movements in Xicheng's hand did not hesitate for half a minute, and the hand axe in his hand was particularly damaged, so he specifically greeted Bai Wuren's head, lower yin, and toes.

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself, which is a wise saying that Xicheng believes.

Now that he had confirmed that Bai Wuren was the enemy, he had no intention of relaxing.

Feeling that the other party's attack was mainly concentrated on his lower body, Bai Wuren's face turned black.

"Is the Guangji Society trying to have a falling out with the Eternal Sacrifice Society?!"

He couldn't help but scream, obviously trying to scare Xicheng Shi.

Nishijo-shiki's face was expressionless, and he continued to swing the hand axe.

"We can talk, I'm the leader of the Eternal Sacrifice Society, you're a member of the Tokyo branch of the Koji Society, strictly speaking, we're all family!"

Bai Wuren shouted again.

Hearing this, Xicheng didn't bother to look at him.

This Bai Wuren is a personal essence, very shrewd.

What to talk about? If you really believe it, that's a ghost!

Seeing Xicheng's decisive action without the slightest confusion, Bai Wuren was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Does this bastard not understand human speech?

He constantly disassembles the movements on his hands and fights with the West Castle style in close combat.

It stands to reason that he has been practicing for a long time and has a white mist and clear heart flow, and he should not fall into a disadvantage when fighting against Xicheng.

But the most important thing is that the Xicheng style is to wait for work, and suddenly rushed out of the shadows and caught him off guard, and when he was caught off guard, he became a passive beating.

Can... Even that is a bit strange.

Oh, yes...

It's weird.

An inexplicable feeling surfaced in Bai Wuren's heart, unable to dispel it.

Why...? It's going to feel a little weird -

That's right!

Xiyuan Sand!

Bai Wuren finally reacted.

Where's your own helper, Xiyuan Sand?!

It's been more than a minute!

He grew his mouth and subconsciously wanted to call Xiyuan Sand to come out to help.

And then—

Poof!!

Bloodstained!

Severe pain coming from the flank!

"Ah!!h

Bai Wuren let out an extremely miserable scream, and after a retreat forcibly opened the distance between himself and Xicheng, he saw what was happening.

Xiyuan Sand... She actually stabbed herself in the flank with a dagger!

Can't believe it!

Incredible!

Bai Wuren's face instantly turned sickly, and the beads of sweat on his face suddenly oozing out because of the pain.

He immediately blocked the wound with a deteriorated version of the mist and barely stopped the bleeding.

At the same time, an unimaginable resentful voice also came out of Bai Wuren's mouth.

"Xiyuan Sand !!"

He is not a fool, the moment the Xiyuan sand dagger pierced into his body, he knew that the other party was an inner ghost.

But why?

Xiyuan Sha, who has been a member of the Eternal Sacrifice Society for half a year, is a loyal immortal fanatic.

She would never do such a thing to herself.

“......”

Xiyuansha, who was standing next to Xichengshi, didn't speak, she raised her hand, and in front of Bai Wuren, she slowly peeled off the skin on her face!

When this face broke away from the other party's face, it even pulled out a few wriggling small tentacles.

Human skin mask.

Under the mask, there is a mature and pretty face that is very similar to the White Mist Divine Son.

Her long hair was braided to the right side of her neck, her eyelids drooped, her eyebrows stretched softly, and the usual softness and gentleness in her eyes were gone, replaced by indescribable coldness and strength.

It is the white mist chrysalis.

"Aunt Chrysalis." Xicheng style eyebrows raised.

As he expected.

The moment 'Xiyuan Sand' entered the Buddha Hall, he sensed a wisp of death that he had deliberately left on the human skin mask.

This dead air is set up very secretively, and it is a precautionary measure after Xicheng prevents others from potentially snatching the human skin mask.

It was also thanks to this dead qi that he didn't make a move on the white mist chrysalis.

"No... Shijun, you should have already guessed it. "The 'White Mist Chrysalis' shook his head: "I am actually the mother of the Divine Son, the White Mist Deep Snow, not the White Mist Chrysalis... This. ”

"......" Xicheng style.

Nishijo didn't answer.

But it's also like a white mist chrysalis... No, it should be what White Fog and Deep Snow said, and he vaguely felt this way when he found the photo before.

The white mist chrysalis who stayed in the hotel was actually the mother of the white mist god son, the white mist deep snow.

“... I'm so sorry, Shiki-kun—"

Bai Wu Shenxue just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xicheng Shi's wave of his hand: "What is there to talk about when the matter in front of you is completely resolved." ”

Yes, Bai Wuren is not dead yet, and he can't let his guard down for the time being.

The two of them looked at Bai Wuren at the same time.

This made Bai Wuren grit his teeth again.

When he let Xicheng style two to one, he didn't feel anything wrong.

But when he was still injured in two to one, he felt very bad.

Bai Wuren is not a brainless person.

When he saw the predicament in front of him, the first thing he thought of was very simple.

That's running away.

His feet moved slightly, the center of gravity of his body shifted sideways, and the remaining physical strength and soul thoughts were condensed, intending to run for his life.

And then—

Poof!! 1

A familiar feeling came from the right side of the back!

Bai Wuren let out a terrible wail again, and at the same time kicked behind him.

Boom!!!

Although this kick was reached, Bai Wuren couldn't stop the sound of pain.

His throat trembled, and his back was full of blood when he touched it with one hand.

If ordinary people had been cut in the flanks and back with a knife, they would have died a long time ago, but Bai Wuren resisted it stubbornly.

He temporarily blocked the bleeding mouth with the mist of the coffin, his cheeks turned white, and his mouth squeezed the air outwards in large gulps.

At the same time, Bai Wuren also glanced at the figure behind him who was kicked to the ground by himself.

Result –

"Raw... Raw...? ”

Bai Wuren stared at the festering female remains.

He couldn't believe it.

If it is a dereliction of duty that he did not realize that Xiyuan Sand was wrapped in the white fog and deep snow, then it is even more difficult to understand the fact that the skeleton is hiding in the dark and attacking himself with a knife.

It's not even Bai Wuren who can't even understand.

Even the white fog and deep snow were not perceived.

How can a skeleton hide in the shadows and attack others?

"Shiki-kun... The Skeleton...? ”

The white fog and deep snow looked at the Xicheng style.

Instinctively, she thought that the skeleton must be some kind of mechanism set up by the West Side.

"That skeleton is a white fog chrysalis, a real white fog chrysalis." Nishijo-style replied blandly.

He had long noticed that the raw White Mist Chrysalis was following behind Xiyuan Sand and White Mist.

This is also the reason why the people who came in were surprised at first.

Because what he heard was three different kinds of footsteps.

Then it was time for him to find the living White Mist Chrysalis following behind White Mist.

"Chrysalis?" Bai Wuren's voice was extremely weak, but it revealed a sense of sudden realization.

He finally understood.

The body of the deceased is eroded by the immortal power of the Secret Flower, and the final product is the living remains.

Such creatures are generally unconscious.

But there is a group of people who form a different kind of life.

That is the group of people who used to be the candidates for the gods of the White Mist Family.

As candidates for the Divine Son, the bodies of these people were transformed by the White Mist Family in a special way early on.

Even if it's a living corpse... These Miko candidates will eventually retain a certain level of consciousness.

But this consciousness must be maintained by obsession.

When the obsession disappears, so does the personal consciousness.

And the white mist chrysalis... He was a candidate for the Son of God before.

"Ren..."

The festering body of the white mist chrysalis kept approaching, and there was unforgettable resentment in his eyes, and his hoarse cry was like a curse.

"Benevolence !!"

The white mist churning in the rotting flesh of the white mist chrysalis.

Let the white fog be frightened.