(Recently rewritten in the previous part, the castle will be completely removed and replaced with a consonant secret party.) ）

"It's been a long time, broken army." A hoarse voice came from the clown's head. The Joker's mouth was cracked by an astonishing magnitude, and there were still a few traces of flesh on his sharp teeth, and drops of bright red blood were dripping from his lips. A hint of red glinted in the clown's eyes. There was a hint of red light in the tent, and the entire tent, along with the entire floor of the room, was leveled with questions.

"It's not because the clown became a monster, but because the monster replaced the clown." The wind pressure gradually faded away, and golden thunder and lightning filled the entire area. Ziyin raised his head to look at the clown, Ziyin pointed to his temple, "Then let's start with the clown, this is the first suspicion, most people will think that this is the clown turned into a ghost who came out to mess around." ”

"It's just that you shouldn't throw the mask out, first of all, the mask is a problem with the bones, the mask is a symbol of the clown, it's the instrument of their work, it's their partner, the clown doesn't throw his mask out like garbage. The second suspicion is that it is obviously a skeleton, but it is covered with blood and flesh, but the mask does not have any blood stains, but is very clean on the bones. Don't you think it's strange? Ziyin raised a finger and tapped his mask.

"Oh~" The clown glanced at Ziyin with interest.

"Suspicion two, but the most important thing is not this, this alone is not enough for me to speculate that I am possessed by a monster." Ziyin picked up the rope on his hand. "There shouldn't be any problems with a broken unicycle, but what. The cut of the rope is so neat that even with the sharpest blade, it is impossible to cut such a neat crack. Because for safety reasons, the strength of this rope is not a joke, just this knife incision, sorry that the things in this world can't do it for the time being. ”

The Joker's mouth cracked open again, and the end of the crack had already reached the edge of his face.

Ziyin squinted one eye lightly, pointing her finger at her brain.

"Full of flaws~ Your Excellency of the Ghost Domain. If I'm not wrong in my speculation, the urban weirdos are probably yours. ”

"Huh~ It's very powerful, Lord Breaker. It's just a pity, can you beat me in keeping them? The clown slapped his palm. The wind began to spread, the tent began to burn, and the tent and the tent with the bracket gradually turned to ashes. Streams of red light began to spread from the surroundings, the flames gradually extinguished, and distorted faces gradually appeared around.

All the faces were cyan and had no expressions, but it was clear from their incomplete bodies who they really were.

"Yes, using the manipulation of corpses, the routine of the ghost domain is enough." Ziyin shook his head, Chen Yue was already in front of Hai Wei. "It's just a pity that I'm the leader of the secret party." Ziyin stretched out his palm, and a folding fan began to reorganize on top of Ziyin's palm. "I'm going to hang up too." The folding fan was closed.

Red doors gradually appeared all around, all doors opened at the same time, and the distorted space gradually spread. Footsteps sounded from all directions, and figures walked out of the door. The golden ripples illuminate the place clearly.

"Really, I was called all of a sudden."

"Are you finally willing to come back, my king?"

"We've waited long enough for this moment."

Voices came from all around, and Ziyin half-squinted his eyes. The tip of the glass sword was stuck on the ground, a red cloak gradually draped behind Ziyin's back, and a familiar figure gradually appeared next to Hai Wei.

"Hey! Freya! Haiwei looked at the girl next to him.

"Shh~ For the time being, you better watch it first, because you are the first ordinary person to see this scene." Freya's finger pressed against the center of her cherry lips.

"Fun, fun, fun!!" The clown's huge mouth is open, and the kitchen knife in his hand is raised high. "Break the army!"

"Ahh Howard took a black lighter and lit the cigarette next to his lips.

"Wow, that's magnificent, I want to say that, but this time it's a monster." Howard's black flame gradually died out, or should I say it was put into the lighter. "So, this time it's time to play." Ziyin removed the mask from her face, and the dark blue lightning gradually disappeared, replaced by golden ripples. The long silver-white hair was once again replaced by flaxen, and the scarlet left eye and the right eye of the golden clock turned purple again. The glazed sword gradually dissipated, turning into a glazed lotus flower and appearing on Ziyin's chest.

Ziyin's folding fan disappeared again, turning into a bright red butterfly fluttering in the sky. A scarlet blood moon appeared in the otherwise dark sky.

The long flaxen hair covered Ziyin's eyes, and Ziyin's hands were placed over and over as if waiting for something. Black flames gradually appeared in Ziyin's palm, the black flames gradually dissipated, and a black big sword gradually replaced the black flames. Golden ripples appeared from Ziyin's hand, and a trace of golden light enveloped the entire knife.

A cruel smile gradually appeared on Ziyin's face, and he raised his head again, and Ziyin looked at the clown in front of him. The big sword was pulled out, and on the other hand, a dark blue pistol appeared on Ziyin's palm again. "My name is Qiao Ziyin, and I am currently the leader of the secret party." The muzzle of the consonant is pressed in front of the consonant. "Interesting, really funny." The monster standing behind the clown gradually began to grow larger, and if it looked like a corpse just now, then it was a monster now. "After all, this is not a story, it's a war. When you were killing, I actually always wanted to ask you a question. What is 1000-7 equal? "Golden ripples began to burn, like stars in the night sky, appearing behind Ziyin." 1000-7？ Then tell me again, if you say it, of course. The clown's crimson eyes met Ziyin's eyes as bright as purple gems.

Ziyin didn't answer its words, and the whisper in her hand slowly lifted up to the clown's face. "Bang!"

(I've always wanted Ziyin to pretend to be forced once, and I finally did it, but because I had to change a lot in the early stage, I wrote it according to the new script.) ）