In the cold moonlight, in an unknown forest, a beautiful young man stood by a tree. That's right, it's beautiful, his face is very soft and thin, his cheeks are very delicate, and he has a tall figure, if he wears a woman's dress and a few orchids at this time, he must be a beautiful woman under the moon (but unfortunately his chest is too flat). But now this beautiful woman under the moon is not wearing women's clothes for this beautiful young man, and there is no lotus at her feet.

The beautiful young man was wearing a white vest printed with Hatsune on his upper body, a pair of slightly whitish blue jeans underneath, slippers on his feet, and his long messy hair was scratched impatiently, like an otaku who had just returned from attending Cos at a comic con. Even if this guy is holding two super-long knives, surrounded by corpses one after another, coupled with the perfect body of one meter nine and the face that kills countless male gods in seconds, he can't hide his otaku aura from top to bottom!

Well, I'll admit that most of the above is nonsense, and the truth is: in the cold moonlight, in a silent forest, a handsome young man full of otaku air stands by a tree. He held two extra-long knives with a halo in his hands, one with a white handle and a black blade, and one with a black handle, those two knives were one meter eight and a half long, only one cut shorter than the handsome young man himself, and it could be said that they were much longer than those standard knives that were only about one meter seven at the longest. And it is a little strange that such a long Taidao handle is less than thirty centimeters, and there is not even a blade, which can be said to be quite unreasonable for a large Taidao.

And the feet of this seemingly harmless handsome young man are surrounded by corpses in circles and circles, yes, they are corpses, with this handsome young man as the center, the corpses are stacked horizontally and vertically within a diameter of 100 meters, and there is even a small mountain of corpses stacked at the feet of that young man! These corpses are men and women, wearing a kind of thin armor that looks very tough, and it is not difficult to see from the high-tech weapons scattered on the ground that this is a group of well-equipped special forces! However, these corpses all had frightened expressions, and there was only one fatal wound on their bodies, and these well-armed elite soldiers were all killed by a single blow. The equipment on these people is very different from the young man standing in the middle, but the beautiful young man who seems to have just left the comic con and is about to go home but accidentally ran to the wrong set is undoubtedly the maker of these corpses in front of him. The battle ...... No, this can't be called a battle anymore, it's a massacre! It's a one-sided massacre! A game-like massacre of more than a thousand well-armed special forces soldiers by the seemingly powerless beautiful young man in the middle!

The corpse that had been created in the place in front of him, and the young man who was standing on his body was not stained with blood, and looked around with an impatient look on his face, as if to confirm something. After two minutes, the young man who had been standing quietly suddenly burst out and kicked a corpse next to him, and the poor corpse was kicked into the air and then exploded into a blood mist in the sky! The young man stuck the knife on the ground fiercely, and then scolded: "Nima, it's really just these few things, I'll talk about it, you old immortal girl waited for me, and even let me be a dignified special agent to perform this kind of task that can't even reach the D-rank, and even lied to me and said that Shenma 'No one can complete it except you!' Although Lao Tzu is very popular, what is it to make such a garbage task, do you play me? The most important thing is that Lao Tzu missed today's classic anime press conference!"

The young man seemed to calm down a little, and pulled out the knife stuck in the ground, the slender blade was still smooth and not stained with the slightest filth, and the blade did not reflect a trace of moonlight but seemed to be shrouded in a hazy halo. The halo was very soft, black and white, the young man gently raised the knife, and then waved the long knife very casually, as if he was tired of moving his body, but with the swing of the long knife, a circle of black and white mixed air swept away, enveloping the entire battlefield and then quickly dissipated. Grass or grass, trees and trees, stones and stones, the young man still held those two strange knives, but the corpses that had just covered the ground seemed to have never existed, and they disappeared with the waves of air!

The young man sneered and murmured: "You are immortal, you wait for me, let me catch it again this time, if you get out of bed within half a year, I Mo Jun will be called an otaku in vain!" Mo Jun frowned slightly and looked at the double knives in his hand, a hazy halo on the slender knife kept flickering, Mo Jun said to himself a little strangely: "What kind of nerves did this knife have today? Tsk, anyway, I never figured out these two things when I found them at the Comic Con, and now the top priority is to get the money quickly to buy a figure, and go to take care of the old immortal by the way. Mo Jun said as he inserted the knife back into the scabbard on his back, and then prepared to urge Zhenyuan to go home, but what he didn't know was that at the moment when Mo Jun urged Zhenyuan, a little golden light lit up from the intersection of the two knives on his back, and the black and white halo enveloped the two knives and turned into a small whirlpool!

At the moment when Mo Jun urged Zhen Yuan, an incomparably terrifying chill rose from behind him, and Mo Jun rushed forward in fright, but the sense of danger still followed behind, Mo Jun tilted his head slightly, and vaguely saw a black and white mixed mist coming to his face. "Black and white, yes...... Uhh

However, the whirlpool behind Mo Jun not only did not disappear, but turned faster and faster! The two strange knives broke free from the buckles as if they had been summoned by something, and spun into the whirlpool, and the vague whirlpool gradually became clear after inhaling the double knives, and gradually turned into a standard Taiji Yin Yang Fish!

The yin-yang fish slowly poured over and enveloped Mo Jun, and then quickly shrunk into a point of light and disappeared......

―――――――――――――――― Corpse Soul Realm, the 80th District of Beiliu Soul Street - Gengmu District, an unknown forest.

In the otherwise calm woods, a space suddenly fluctuated violently, and a golden point of light appeared out of thin air, and then gradually turned into a small vortex of black and white confusion. The whirlpool was horizontally across the trees and wanted to perceive something, and suddenly, the whirlpool burst out with a dazzling burst of light, and then expanded rapidly with an incomparably fast momentum, and all the things that touched the whirlpool turned into blue points of light in an instant, and disappeared! The whirlpool unstoppably expanded to a radius of about 100 meters, and the urine came to an abrupt halt, and after rotating against the ground for a while, it suddenly began to become thin. A series of mist gathered towards the center of the whirlpool and gradually turned into a humanoid object wrapped in black and white mist, and then a hundred and two slender objects split out from it and slowly rotated around the humanoid object, with the rotation of these two objects, the black and white vortex with a radius of 100 meters seemed to be stirred and rotated rapidly, and gradually a layer of blue light appeared on the surface of the vortex and gradually became richer.

Soon, the original black and white mixed vortex was completely replaced by this clear blue energy, and when the last trace of black and white mist was replaced by blue energy, the huge vortex that had turned into sky blue suddenly contracted rapidly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Within a radius of 100 meters, the ground was incomparably neatly sunk by nearly a meter, and everything on it seemed as if it had never existed, and even the ground was washed so smooth that it could almost be regarded as a king-size mirror!