Although he despised Zhang Beiye's cheekiness very much in his heart, Miyamoto Sakura still said it and said in a low voice:

"I am an orphan, and my wife raised me, and she is my mother. You don't know me, I'm a man with blood on my hands, and when I leave the Shekou Group, I'm also a walking dead. ”

Miyamoto Sakura actually has a kind side, but she just killed the red eye and couldn't turn back.

She often had nightmares, countless souls under the knife who refused to leave in her dreams, and there were always hundreds of heads with dead fish-like eyes, looking down on her from above.

So she never dared to lie down and sleep, it was too easy to relax, once she fell asleep, she would enter the dream of the soul, she knew every face, they were all competitors of the Shekou group, not good people.

But they shouldn't all die under their own swords.

Since she went on a mission at the age of thirteen, in the past six years, for nearly 2,000 nights, she could only keep cultivating with the Onimaru Demon Sword, and use the murderous aura of the sword to repel those resentful spirits that shrouded her.

Over the years, the only warmth left in her heart is the vague memory in her mind, when she was about four years old, the winter in Hokkaido, particularly beautiful, snow-capped, Sakura followed her parents to the Xuchuan Zoo to see the little raccoons.

After that, her memory was shattered, and she only remembered that the red blood stained the white earth, and maybe something special happened that time.

"This dead demon woman is using the art of heart punishment to control you, what if Lady Snake asks you to kill me?" Zhang Beiye asked.

"Then I'll ......" Miyamoto Sakura looked at the vast sea view outside the car window, and did not continue, but said: "I don't want you to die, I hope you live, your wife said that you can help me find my parents." ”

"Well, when I finish the affairs of Jiangzhou, I will go to you soon." Zhang Beiye said.

The driver kept looking in the rearview mirror, a little panicked, and said, "Why are the cars following more and more?" ”

Miyamoto Sakura glanced back, dozens of cars behind her, all the way along, the driver deliberately turned left, and those cars also clenched on.

The driver made another right turn and arrived at the Ruins of Samba, and the car behind was still following.

"Zhang, you go down and send Tianlei Shuanghuan to find Madame, I'll stop them." Sakura Miyamoto said.

These are the living dead, at least a hundred or so, if they all go to the slaughterhouse of the Broken Tooth Dog, those members of the Shekou Group will suffer.

"Have you done so much alone?" Zhang Beiye asked worriedly, there are too many living dead, like mad dogs, it is not easy to deal with.

"Okay, turn into the alley and let him go down."

"That'...... So what do I do? "The driver is confused, this kid must have soaked in some big guy's girl, and people are chasing him.

In a flash of cold light, Miyamoto Sakura's knife was already on his neck, "Do as I say." ”

The driver had to turn right and get into the alley with one foot on the accelerator, Zhang Beiye pushed the door and jumped out and got into a shop.

He still wanted to expose his whereabouts, but he didn't want the human members of the Shekou Group to suffer, so he planned to go there first to see if he found Xiaoyu'er, and then report to Xin Tianhuan.

The Rolls-Royce limousine was parked in front of a cathedral, the walls were painted bright yellow, and Miyamoto Sakura said to the driver: "They opened the door to find someone, and you said that we entered the church, and then left quickly." ”

The driver nodded hurriedly, and Sakura Miyamoto went in with a knife to drive away the church personnel inside.

Sure enough, after the living dead got out of the car, they didn't embarrass the driver, but just waved at him and told him to get out of the way.

Miyamoto Sakura knelt in front of the Virgin of the Rose, this statue is colorful, colorful, very beautiful, this is the largest church in Omen, the space inside is huge, twenty meters high, empty and majestic, can accommodate hundreds of people to pray at the same time.

With a bang, the door of the church was pushed open.

The living dead swarmed in.

"What about Zhang Beiye?" A big man in the lead asked, with two eyes of the earth soul crystal, and two of the one eye realm.

It stands to reason that this is a good time to draw soul crystals, but there are too many people on the other side and they have weapons, so they can only be killed.

Miyamoto Sakura relied on her amazing knife skills, superb combat skills, as well as speed and the Onimaru knife in her hand.

She doesn't have to rely too much on soul power, this is where the strength of the sword soul lies, especially in hand-to-hand combat, she has an absolute advantage.

Still kneeling, she replied coldly, "What are you looking for him?" ”

"Hand over the Heavenly Thunder Twin Rings."

Miyamoto Sakura stood up and turned around slowly, Shui Ling's big eyes looked indifferently at the entire hundred living dead, and his slender beautiful hand patted the baseball bag on his back, and said, "In this, come and get it yourself." ”

"the guy, kill her."

The leader shouted, and suddenly the living dead revealed the machetes hidden behind them.

The solemn church suddenly had a cold light.

Our Lady of the Rosary is high up, looking down on everyone, holding her hand to witness what is about to happen.

Sakura Miyamoto, wearing the heel of a white sock, gently hooked a short knife from the baseball bag, and reached out to catch it.

The Onimaru long knife in her left hand was in front, and the short knife in her right hand was behind, two jet-black braids hung down on her chest, and a few strands of hair were scattered on her forehead, blocking the murderous aura in her eyes.

A hundred living dead rushed over, and she rushed over without the slightest fear, stepping on the wooden chair, pounced on the crowd, and swept through thousands of troops with a single sword, and suddenly ten heads fell to the ground, and there were also severed knives, and fell to the ground with a thunderbolt.

There were only swords and swords in the church, the sound of cold weapons colliding, fires splashing, blood flying everywhere, and the priests hiding under the table were already scared to pee, okay, they could only keep praying.

Ten minutes into the fierce fighting, half of them had already been killed.

Miyamoto Sakura's double knives are still strong, one in front and one in guard, the big eyes scan left and right, the ears are launched together, the eyes are watching the six roads, the ears are listening to the eight directions, standing in the middle of the corpse.

The sailor suit on her body, which was originally white and flawless, had long since turned red, and there was blood on her pretty face, and her murderous eyes were already moist with tears.

These people are not normal people anymore, but they are still human.

Every time she kills, it is painful, but the hand holding the knife does not tremble, she is a killer, the soul of the knife that is terrifying.

The remaining fifty living dead no longer dared to attack, and circled around, looking for an opportunity to sneak attack.

Miyamoto Sakura shook off the blood stains on the blade, and immediately it was as clean as new, and took the initiative to attack, it was another tragic battle, killing these living dead, and in the future, in this place, there will be no ordinary people being attacked.

The priest closed his eyes and prayed frantically on his chest, his mouth chattering incessantly, and his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Almighty Mother, please put an end to this killing."

By the time he opened his eyes, Sakura Miyamoto had already killed 100 people.

The scene is full of vertical and vertical places, and only one blood-colored girl is proud and independent.

She inserted the knife into the scabbard and said coldly to the priest hiding behind her, "Call the police, don't stay here tonight." ”

"You should kneel and ask Our Lady for forgiveness." The pastor is still very dedicated.

"God can't forgive me." Sakura Miyamoto replied.

She then quickly left the church, stopped a taxi, and headed straight for the underground boxing ring.

Zhang Beiye arrived at the place where the tooth-breaking dog came, casually threw a tiger-headed double ring into the grass, and then sent a location to Xin Tianhuan, asking him to bring a billion over to exchange the recording file and the Tianlei double ring.

He went into the slaughterhouse with half of them.

Shimada had been waiting for a long time, and Wu Chen was held to the head with a gun.

"Where's Sakura?" Shimada asked.

"She should have come over right away." Zhang Beiye said, but he was a little worried.

"Where's the stuff?"

"It's on my hand." Zhang Beiye said.

When Shimada saw that there were only half of them, he immediately became angry and shouted: "You dare to trick me and kill Wu Chen." ”

"Kill him, and never get the other one."

"Are you hiding somewhere?" Shimada asked.

"yes, did you find my little fish?"

"I didn't find it, she didn't know where she went, I just helped, and I had no responsibility to guarantee that it would be found."

Zhang Beiye took out his mobile phone, opened the location, and said, "I have already asked Xin Tianhuan to come over, let's deal with him together later." ”

Shimada's plan is that Miyamoto Sakura will find Zhang Beiye to snatch the Tianlei Shuanghuan, and then leave directly by plane, who does your mother want to fight with Xin Tianhuan, may not be able to fight well.

Unexpectedly, her Sakura disappointed her again, this girl just couldn't do anything to Zhang Beiye.

"Kill Wu Chen." Lady Snake roared.

The subordinate with the gun immediately pulled the trigger, Wu Chen was mentally prepared, leaned back, and dodged the bullet.

Shimada reached out to grab his neck, but he suddenly opened his mouth and squirted out a bunch of black bugs that surged into Shimada's face.

Shimada hurriedly took five steps back and shouted, "Hmph, the hall master Ghost King is actually following the kid." ”

She stretched out her left hand and pushed it out with one palm, which was originally the hand of an old man in his fifties, but at this moment, his skin burst open, and the white snake skin fell to the ground.

If you look closely, it is a fair, smooth and tender woman's hand, with well-proportioned flesh and bones.

A pair of bronze rings of snake heads rushed out of the arms and slipped down, crashing into the wrists, and a hissing thunder sounded, directly shaking the black insect swarm away.

Wu Chen was also shocked and flew out dozens of meters and landed in the ring.