Du Xiaoyue took a deep breath, and before she could speak, Chijun passed her body. He picked up Ze Haisheng, who was kneeling, with one long finger, and threw it behind him like throwing a stone.

Chijun suddenly saw the ghost dog, his face suddenly turned dark, and he said in a low voice: "Why is there this beast." ”

After Ze Haisheng was thrown, he didn't dare to change his posture, he hurriedly replied: "Lord Chijun, that's the crew recruited by the previous captain, Kakusu Ibaraki. ”

The ghost dog shrunk into a ball of skin in fear, but how could this method of pleasing Kakusaku Ibaraki be effective for Chi-kun. Chijun's tone was cold, and he said, "It's all new faces, why are the old crew members gone?" It's only 10,000 years, are they all crazy? ”

"Yes." Ze Haisheng replied: "The horn intestine Ibaraki crushed the hopes of the old crew, so they are all crazy, and now all the crew members are recruited by the horn intestine Ibaraki. ”

Chijun twisted his fingers and said to himself, "Time is running out. ”

After dozens of breaths, Ah Jin, Ze Haisheng, Hero, White Butterfly and Spice Girl were leaning side by side, leaning very tightly, but their clothes were all stripped naked, their legs were standing straight, their upper bodies bowed forward, just perpendicular to their legs, their mouths were wide open, and the blood dripping from Chijun's reddened hair flowed into each of their mouths.

Then, taking the pen that had been turned into a strange bird, dipped it in the blood juice in their mouths, and began to draw on the table made of their bare backs. He only has a hundred years, and he can't destroy the whole world, and every time he comes out, he has to spend a certain amount of time making a plan, of course, he doesn't know what is going on outside during the period when he becomes an ornament, and his plan is not a sign of where to start and where to end, but what goal he wants to accomplish in this hundred years, such as killing five million people, or creating a mountain made of coagulated blood that reaches into the sky.

Painted on the snow-white back of the white butterfly, because the difference in skin color was too obvious, Chijun glanced down at her, put the tip of the pen into her mouth, and then sighed, and said: "Your mouth is really stinky, but your face is exceptionally beautiful, so you are allowed to stay." With blood juice in her mouth, Bai Die replied, "Thank you, Lord Chijun." ”

When Chijun was painting, he felt that the angle of the dipping pen was a little troublesome, so he forcibly broke the head of the white butterfly facing downwards and twisted it to the top, so that the back of the white butterfly was facing up, and the mouth was also facing up, and it was much easier to dip it in blood. After the others saw it, Ah Jin was the first to say that he broke his head in a circle, but Ze Haisheng couldn't do it for a long time, although there was no pain, but he still had humanity, and he still had some psychological pressure on this kind of thing.

"There's not enough blood." Chijun looked up at Du Xiaoyue, and then smiled ghostly. He passed through the ghosts in the form of a phantom and slid towards Du Xiaoyue. Fang Tianmu rushed up step by step, holding a knife and slashing instantly. The phantom turned into a human form, Chijun's pale hand grabbed one of Fang Tianmu's wrists, the black knife fell off, and Fang Tianmu's hand holding the knife suddenly "shrunk", it turned out that the blood in it had been drained by eight points.

Fang Tianmu jumped back, and suddenly fell to the ground, his body was trembling constantly, his face was pale and terrible, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were big, thinking that he was suffering from the pain of cutting his heart, he finally couldn't bear it, and sucked the black knife over, wanting to immediately cut off his hand to protect himself.

Chijun looked at Fang Tianmu, but his hand stretched out lightly towards Du Xiaoyue, and the moment he turned his head, a hand locked his throat.

Du Xiaoyue exuded a strong evil spirit aura all over her body, her eyes were gray and black, her skin was gradually darkening, her face was hideous, and her temperament was completely like a different person. She said to Chijun word by word: "Don't make a move on him, evil fang!" ”

Chijun's body quickly erupted with an evil spirit aura, and the confrontation between the two was tense, Du Xiaoyue had no intention of showing weakness, but was aggressive, the same captain, the same can't die, she has no reason to be weak.

Chijun snorted, waved his hand, and the blood qi floating in the air returned to Fang Tianmu's hands, but during these times, Fang Tianmu's hands were bloodless, and his body had contracted and even began to die, when the blood flowed back, the original blood vessels had become quite narrow, so the pain he suffered at this time was even more violent. Fang Tianmu took the black knife horizontally and bit it in his mouth, his whole body was numb from the pain, and his head was confused.

Chijun smiled lightly, Du Xiaoyue's heart was suddenly penetrated, and it was the bird again, the blood was diverted, and it was controlled by Chijun to flow into the mouth of every ghost, because the curse was weakened, Du Xiaoyue could still feel the pain, her heart was penetrated, and she lay on the ground in pain.

Chijun looked at Fang Tianmu as he walked and said, "It's okay to keep your whole body, after making you a crew member, you can be guaranteed to be complete." With that, he began to paint again on the ghost's back, and after half an hour, he threw away the pen, which turned into a bird in the air and burrowed into the cuffs of Chijun.

Chijun spread his hands and said, "Masterpiece! ”

I saw that this painting started with a "villain", derived from a large number of blood lines, the people connected by the blood lines were good at first, and then the next part of the painting mutated or exploded, and then more lines were emanated, Chijun admired and said: "This hundred years, I don't come here with much fanfare, the time is too short, a hundred years can kill up to three million people, they will run, run into the land, it will be more troublesome, it is better to play some tricks to relieve fatigue." ”

He walked out of the house, and everyone followed him to the deck, Du Xiaoyue ran to Fang Tianmu's side and helped him up. Fang Tianmu's hands were still purple, almost like a piece of wood that had been placed.

As soon as Chijun stood on the deck, his temperament changed dramatically in an instant, his hands kept scratching in the air, like a madman, he moved instantly on the ship for a long time, and finally he stopped, pressed his hands on his mouth and nose, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a long voice: "The taste of blood, it's been a long time, the world." Then he roared wildly, sometimes holding his head, sometimes trembling all over, and the entire red-clothed female ghost pirate ship shuttled on the sea like lightning, spanning hundreds of miles in dozens of breaths, and suddenly came to the shore.

Chijun grabbed the railing with both hands and his neck stretched forward, and he saw the humans on land. His throat was making sounds, his mouth was drooling, and his whole body was shaking when he laughed. Suddenly, the two rings of his eyes covering the outside of his pupils were exchanged, the white ring became a small ring, and the red ring became a large ring, and then his white hair was dyed red, and a large amount of blurred blood rushed onto the land and attached to the bodies of those humans.

Chijun raised his head, grabbed his hands at the top of his head, stopped for a moment, and said gloomily: "Boom! ”

A human on land suddenly exploded, blood splattered more than a dozen feet away, and the partner next to him was immediately blindfolded, standing in place with "things" hanging all over his body. Immediately afterwards, the man's body also exploded, and after the explosion of the seventh man, the crowd finally boiled, and they ran in the direction of home crying.

Chijun began to "dance", he twisted his body, his feet rhythmically kicked the ground, the dance steps were full of movement, and his hands snapped his fingers to beat himself, but with every snap of his fingers, a human explosion would explode on land. At the end, he hunched his waist, twisted his shoulders and buttocks back, slammed his hands more than ten times in a row, his head shook in response, and finally straightened up and spread his hands. This is a dock, and there are already two hundred dead people on the dock, but there is only one person left, standing in the midst of countless visceral intestines and blood, and the whole person is stupid.

The blood qi drove the wind and took the living human to the sea, and after landing on the ship, Chijun picked his stomach with one finger, dragged out his voice, and said in a demonic voice: "Hello, human. Then he put the man on the boat, and the man would not beg for mercy, he still did not know what had happened, his mind was completely blank, and nothing was left.

Chijun twisted his body and started clapping again. Bai Die's legs trembled, she swallowed a few times, her throat sounded, and she said hesitantly: "People..... Meat, adults... I... Can I take a bite? ”

"You like to eat people?"

"It's... Yes, my lord. ”

"Wow.... Oh...."Chijun crossed his hands on his waist, and when he twisted his waist, his buttocks were twisting, and then he jumped sideways to Bai Die's side, tilted his neck and whispered in Bai Die's ear: "Let me appreciate it." ”

The white butterfly rushed out in an instant, biting the man's throat, and then biting frantically, the human didn't make a sound, he was really stupid. Blood splattered everywhere, the white butterfly's freshly washed body was dirty again, the sound of chewing and the sound of the skin opening the flesh were happening at the same time, if you didn't look at this picture, it would definitely make people imagine the scene of a group of lions sharing their prey, she even... Even the internal organs are not spared.

The white butterfly snorted, her stomach was full, the man was eaten a third, her blood-stained hand pressed on her face, trembling pervertedly, and her mouth went from low to high: "Meat... Meat... It's delicious! It's—good—eat—too! ”

Chijun laughed loudly, he really looked like a madman, a fool. He leaned back his upper body, his arms outstretched, his upper body and legs were almost perpendicular, and then his lower body moved forward, twisting his whole body to come to Bai Die's side, he burst into tears exaggeratedly, and shouted in a long voice: "Jing-Cai-", and then turned over sharply, leaned next to Bai Die's face, and whispered: "Perfect performance." Sticking out his tongue, he pressed his face like a dog to the white butterfly's face, and then licked it upward, but there was still a gap between his tongue and her face, so he licked the air, or the smell.

Then Chijun laughed sometimes low and sometimes harshly, and the sound of his laughter was very distinctive, first the throat sounded, the sound was like a hiccups, then it seemed that there was water in the throat, the sound was cough cough, and then it was like a tongue swirling in the mouth, making a sneering, squeezing tone.