As the sleeve length shook the dice Gu faster, the purple spots on the dice became bigger and bigger.

Hojo Chaji suddenly asked, "Do you know Tsukihiko?" ”

After confirming that the sleeve length was a ghost, his patience had gradually worn out.

And when the sleeve chief heard the word Tsukihiko, his face suddenly changed, and his originally smiling eyes were full of fear, and then he suddenly had a murderous intent towards the Hojo Tea Temple.

"Hearing this, this person is actually here to inquire about the news of adults."

As soon as his mind moved, the sleeve length directly launched the blood ghost technique.

"Blood Demonics: Multiplication Dice!"

However, the Hojo Tea Temple had already done it when the sleeve length began to change his face.

The high concentration of water-like purple mist that had corroded and penetrated into the dice completely corroded and melted the dice, and then twisted and deformed, instantly turning into three small black-purple kunai.

Just when the sleeve length had just stopped shaking the dice Gu, three small Kuwu pieces collided on the Gu wall, and instantly pierced and shot out.

"Puff puff."

Two kunai stabbed straight into the throat of the sleeve, and one stabbed into the brain of the sleeve from the center of the eyebrow.

These kunai left three small blood holes, and bright red blood flowed out of the blood holes.

"You...... Insidious! ”

Hearing the angry rebuke of the sleeve chief, Hojo Chaji said happily: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Ninja is not insidious, should it be head-on?

What can be solved with a sneak attack, why do you have to fight head-on with a bitter haha?

The two kunai that pierced into the neck began to swell in an instant, and in the next second, purple smoke instantly erupted from the neck of the sleeve length, corroding and breaking the sleeve length neck.

As soon as Hojo Chaji's body moved, he took off the head of the sleeve length, and the sleeve length's originally beautiful and delicate face was twisting angrily at the moment.

Hojo Chaji's gaze intertwined with the length of his sleeve, and he said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, where is Tsukihiko?" ”

But the sleeve chief suddenly laughed coquettishly and said, "There is a ghost who has come to track down the adult's information, you are dead!" ”

"And your face, I'll take it!"

Hojo Chaji frowned, not knowing where the confidence of the sleeve length came from.

Suddenly, a strong wind went straight to the lower abdomen of the Hojo Tea Temple, and then a sharp pain came.

When I looked down, I saw that the sleeve length had lost its head, and it suddenly became muscular, and the well-fitting cherry blossom kimono also exploded directly, revealing the body underneath.

The arms that were originally slender with sleeve lengths became as thick as the calves of the Hojo Chaji Temple, and they were unusually strong.

This punch hit the body of the Hojo Tea Temple involuntarily backwards, and there was a feeling of nausea and vomiting, and I was almost vomited.

This power is stronger than when the river of remnant blades is used.

But Hojo Chaji's body is also extremely hard, and the body was beaten back more than two meters and was indeed injured, but it was not particularly serious.

He grabbed the sleeve length head with five fingers in one hand, and his body dodged back, dodging another attack from the sleeve length body.

And at this moment, the head with a sleeve in his hand had a voice full of pleasure and giggled: "Luck is really on my side." ”

"Just keep laughing at me!"

I saw that in the pupils of the sleeve length, there were faint shadows of two dice, and the number of points on the dice was five.

The sleeve-length blood ghost technique, the multiplication of the dice, is based on itself, and the number of dice rolled is a multiple to enhance the physique.

It's not about technique, it's all about luck, and the higher the number of points, the more difficult it is to roll, five points, a hundred times may not be able to roll, it seems that this time the luck is very good.

And at this moment, he has an all-round body that is five times that of usual, and he is very powerful.

The indestructible fist carried a huge amount of power, and went straight to the head of the Hojo Tea Temple, and if it was solid, it would not be good.

But Hojo Chaji didn't have the idea of dodging at all, and just sighed slightly: "Just now, I only exploded two kunai." ”

"I didn't want to ruin your face, but you resisted so hard that you had to do it."

At this moment, there is also a kunai inserted in the sleeve-length brain, which is his back hand.

It is to prevent the length of the sleeve and the power to resist.

As soon as Hojo Chaji thought about it, the kunai also exploded.

The sleeve length's face was instantly distorted and deformed, revealing a painful appearance, and then his brain was completely corroded and unconscious.

And the fist of the headless strong body stopped just as it was about to touch the tip of the nose of the Hojo Tea Temple.

The strong wind blew in his face, causing Hojo Chaji's hair to rise back and then become more messy and spread on his head.

It doesn't look sloppy, but adds a messy and wild beauty.

The headless body was gently pushed by the Hojo Tea Temple, and it fell to the ground with a thud, and the muscles contracted for a while and turned into the original white and emaciated body.

At the same time, a touch of purple intent appeared on the face of the sleeve-length head, and then the skin of his face gradually detached, then flesh and blood, until finally only bones remained.

Hojo Chaji stretched out his hand, and a large area of purple mist corroded his sleeve-length body, leaving no traces, in case he would begin to recover his flesh and blood from his body.

Holding the bare skull without a trace of flesh and blood in his hand, Hojo Chaji shook his head helplessly.

How beautiful it looked just now, you have to force me.

But what's behind the wallpaper? He's curious, too.

Hojo Chaji walked over to the drawstring, stretched out his hand, and looked over.

I saw that the wallpaper fell off in an instant, revealing what was behind it, which made Hojo Tea Temple gasp.

Looking at the sleeve-length skull in his hand, and by the way, some of the flesh and blood that had just been derived were corroded again, Hojo Chaji said: "You are really a pervert......

The walls were covered with human skins, and they were all human skins.

The faces of these people were pinned to the wall by small pushpins, and the corners of all of them were pulled up slightly.

It seems to be smiling, but more often than not, it is pain.

Hojo Chaji used his fingers to lift the sleeve-length skull directly into the air, and then stepped it into pieces with one kick.

There seemed to be a wail in the faint air.

And the Hojo Tea Temple looked ugly and said, "You said that you want my smile, it turns out to be like this." ”

It's really a dark and twisted guy on the inside, and the brilliance of his appearance is just a disguise.

The face of that wall, I don't know how many people were killed to make it.

Wrap the purple mist around the sleeve-length skull to prevent the flesh and bones from spawning, and then stuff it into your robe.

Hojo Chaji opened the door, then walked out of the room and closed it again.

When she walked to the door of the casino, the waitress saw the Hojo Tea Temple come out alone, and although she was a little surprised, she didn't say anything.

Because there are people who have won before, but it's just rare.

It's good luck to be able to get out of the house of the sleeve grown.

Hojo Chaji left the casino with a calm face, and then blended into the flow of people.

Not long after walking, Hojo Chaji saw a dark alley with no people, looked left and right, and found that no one was observing it.

Turning into the alley, Hojo Chaji took out the skull in his hand, and then withdrew the purple mist into his body, no longer preventing it from recovering.

Hojo Chaji quietly looked at the skull, watching its flesh and blood derive, watching its face gradually turn into a sleeve-length contour.

After a while, seeing that the flesh and blood had recovered, but the skin was hideous and terrifying, Hojo Chaji raised his sleeve-length head.

He looked him in the eye and said, "Tell me everything you know about the name Tsukihiko." ”

And the pain from the erosion of his brain just now was still in his sleeve-length mind, which made him a little afraid of Hojo Chaji.

But more fear was for the adult, and he didn't dare to say it.

Seeing this, Hojo Chaji was not disappointed, he just condensed the purple mist into kunai and aimed it at the sleeve-length eyes.

In a flat tone, he said, "I'll stab the corrosive kunai into your brain, and then spread it out." ”

"It's not an instant corrosion, but a little bit, like snakes, insects, rats and ants burrowing into your brain, gnawing and biting little by little."

"You're going to be crazy, crazy and desperate, but the ghost's body will keep you recovering, repeating this painful feeling, do you want to give it a try?"

"Or, if you tell me about Tsukihiko, I'll let you die without pain."

"Count down to three seconds, and I'll stab this kunai into your brain through your eyes, choose."

(I recommend a new work, which is an assassin novel that I haven't seen in a long time.) ）

The Assassin's Journey to the Worlds