In front of the team building, the Shiba Inu, who could only talk, licked his lips humanely and smiled charmingly. "It's my brother in the village." As he spoke, its body slowly stood up, its limbs turned into human hands and feet, and the protruding dog face slowly sunk back into its face, and it was slowly turning into a human face. The long black hair was hidden in the back of the head, and a hosta was inserted in it. There were also earrings hanging from the ears on both sides, which shook gently as he changed.

Komamura's left formation and shooting range watched everything in front of him in amazement, until Shiba Inu turned into a humanoid girl. She waved away the package she was carrying before with one hand, and a white windbreaker wrapped the girl's graceful body very lightly.

The girl bent her eyebrows and apricot eyes, straightened her nose and cherry lips, the corners of her mouth grinned slightly, and the tear mole in the corner of her right eye seemed to be natural, outlining the girl's bewitching charm to the fullest.

The shooting field opened its mouth wide and could almost be stuffed into a fist.

"Humanization?" Komamura's left face was shocked, the other party was obviously of the same clan as him, and he also knew the forbidden technique of the dog Ding clan, "Humanization", and the target of coming here was obviously himself.

"That's right," the girl stretched out her hand to look at the back of her hand, her trench coat fading to her elbows, her jade-white and flawless arms eye-catching, and her movements tinged with a hint of seduction. "How can you use it like Brother Komamura to maintain the appearance of this beast-faced human body. You were like this when you were a kid, and you cared too much about other people's eyes."

"You're crazy!" Komamura was stunned and shouted, "The art of humanization consumes lives, and after using it, you will become a real beast...... "He was only halfway through his words before he was silent.

The other party covered his mouth and chuckled lightly, "Brother Komamura, you can also see that I was a beast when we first met. The key to the art of humanization is not the consumption of life span and human knowledge, but spiritual pressure. It's just that our spiritual pressure can only be accumulated when we turn into a beast body, and if you keep this appearance, then it will not be so simple to become an adult."

"Who are you," Komamura's hand holding the knife trembled slightly. He never expected such a presence among the Chosen One.

"I'm Sanzhen, you really don't remember me?" The girl looked a little sad, "I'm the Sanzhen of Fox Kyaukji Temple, and you once said that you wanted to be with me all the time."

Komamura shook his head for a moment, and even though he had a beastly face, he could still see a look of surprise, and even the beard next to his nose was trembling slightly. "Are you the Three Truths?"

"It's like a fake." The girl happily spun around in front of Komamura's left formation, and her smooth calves and bare toes could be seen between the fluffed trench coats.

"How did you come here?" Komamura didn't know what to say, and even the shooting range on one side could see that he was pretending to be stern, "And what's going on with your clothes, how could you have anything to do with the Chosen One."

"The Chosen One?" The three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple were stunned, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared, "Brother Komamura, I said that I should talk about you first. Grandpa said that the descendants of the dog clan should not be the god of death. But looking at you now, not only have you become a god of death, but you still maintain this half-human, half-beast appearance." She stepped out of her jade foot and approached the left side of Komamura, forcing him to withdraw his sword, "Then I ask you, how did you get involved with death?"

"Don't come here!" Komamura took a step back and scolded loudly, "You won't understand the old man's intentions."

The three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple silently looked at the left formation of Komamura who moved his gaze elsewhere, "Old man? Brother Komamura, you've changed a lot." There was a sadness in her words. This made Komamura's left side overhead, reaching out to grab something but powerlessly putting it down.

"Well, Captain, I'll get out of the way?" It's hard to understand the feelings between them, but whether it's their identity or their emotions, that's not something they can be involved in.

"No, I don't." Komamura Zuojin didn't seem to want to think too much about this, "No matter what the purpose of your coming here, Sanzhen, your identity is the Chosen One, and you are a traveling disaster. And the old man is a god of death, and he will never let you act recklessly in the corpse soul realm!"

Mijin sighed softly, biting her lower lip, "I knew Brother Komamura would say that. I'm here just to hold you back, and I'm not the one who really did it."

"What did you say?" Komamura Zuojin heard the question, "What the hell do you want? And you, why get involved in such an incident? Do you know what you're doing?"

Sanzhen of the Fox Kyauk Temple was subjected to a golden spiritual pressure flowing out, and she looked distressed, "I said it, it was you, the elder brother of the village who disobeyed Grandpa's order!" I'd like to know what you think, is it more important to be a Grim Reaper than a Guardian!" The three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple roared loudly, and attacked the front door of the left formation of Komamura with the momentum of the palm turning claws into a swift wind.

And Komamura's left formation held her hand very easily, and it was not worth mentioning to face the captain-level Grim Reaper with this kind of attack. "Go back, it's not something you can be a part of. Captain, I'll intercede for you and make sure you'll be okay."

"Go back?" A tear slipped from the corner of Mijin's eye, "I can't go back, I have to fulfill the order of Lord Hayami. I am a chosen one, and I cannot give up on my mission."

Komamura frowned for a while, this was not the same as the three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple in his impression. Who knew that just as he was stunned, the other hand of the three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple had already been attached to the chest of the left formation of Komamura, and a stream had been visualized, and the golden spiritual pressure overflowed through his fingers and pierced his eyes.

"Boom!" The three Zhenjiao of the Fox Kyauk Temple shouted, and the yellow spiritual pressure instantly skyrocketed, enveloping the two people in the center.

"Captain!" The shooting field did not expect such an unfolding at all. Just now, the two of them were obviously talking about the old days, so they started talking about it. Originally, it seemed that this was a family affair that the left side of Komamura didn't want to participate in, but who would have thought that it would develop to such a point.

Komamura took a few steps back from the left, a large scorched black patch on his chest, and he could barely see the blackened and smoking hairs in it. "I'm fine, I'll leave it to me here." He gasped for air, not at all like he said he was fine, "Go find the captain and keep him safe."

"The captain doesn't need me to protect him......" The shooting range naturally knows the strength of Captain Yamamoto, and it is almost the same for him to protect himself.

"Go, I'll leave it here!" Komamura's left formation didn't wait for the shooting range to finish, almost shouting an order.

Seeing this, the shooting range knew that it was useless to say anything, so he had to break into the team building of the Ichiban team.

"Now, the people in the way are finally gone," Mijin of the Fox Kyaukji Temple leaked a heart-catching smile, she was no longer in tears just now, "Brother Komamura doesn't have anything to tell me alone?"

"You just kept your hand," Komamura gasped loudly, "With your ability, it was easy to penetrate my chest just now." He coughed lightly, as if from the impact of the attack.

Fox Kyauksi Sanzhen raised his eyebrows, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, "How could I be able to do it, it's rare to meet again."

"You said you'd seen Grandpa?" Komamura wiped the corners of his mouth and puffed up his chest.

"That's right, I saw him before I came to you," Fox Kyaukji looked lonely at the mention of "Grandpa" in their mouths, "He asked me to come to see you, saying he wanted you to turn back."

"How many times have I said that I'm a Grim Reaper!" As if he had been stimulated by something, Komamura's left formation half-turned the slashing knife he was holding tightly with one hand, "Are you here just to be a lobbyist for Arctic City and Grandpa? If that's the case, then don't blame the old man for ignoring his original feelings!"

"Looks like we're too far off." A touch of yellow spirit pressed on the body of the three truths of the Fox Kyaukji Temple, and it was vaguely the shape of a fox.

Komamura's left formation couldn't help but say, and raised the knife in his hand, "Roar, damnation!"