"Actually, I hate you."

In a side room, Tong Mo, who had just eaten the flesh and blood of an inheritor with a mouth full of blood, slowly stood up and looked at the prostitute Taro who had come up.

Dislike.

It was an emotion he had never had.

But I don't know when it started, and as soon as he heard the name of the prostitute Taro, he was unhappy.

The reason...

At this thought, Tong Mo glanced at the prostitute Taro, who was wearing black Haori.

This dress, all over the world... He knew only two.

The prostitute Taro was the only one who received the reward.

"This black haori doesn't fit you very well." Tong Mo emphasized again.

"How many years... It's been so many years since you appeared, and that lord asked your brothers and sisters to purge us, but you haven't been able to do it. You've not just failed his expectations... is not qualified to bear his name. Tong Mo's tone was cold, but there was a smile on his face, and his tone was soft.

Today's fateful battle seems to be aimed at no misery.

But Tong Mo cares more about the prostitute Taro.

He's going to kill this guy.

Snatch the black feather weaving over.,Naturally, become the successor of Hazy.。

And the only successor.

In his eyes, people like the prostitute Taro can't understand how perfect Hao is.

And this perfection is only suitable for him to inherit.

Tong Mo was confident that he would be able to survive the first wave of the attack, and he also judged that Black Death Mou would appear in time to drag out the battle... Wu Miao was distracted, even if he killed the inheritor, he would not use the flesh and blood to devour the corpse so quickly, which gave him the opportunity to take the food.

Use the remains of the inheritors to recover from injuries and even strengthen oneself... As for whether he can defeat Wu Miao, Tong Mo doesn't care.

He just wants to prove his excellence by killing the prostitute Taro and the fallen him under his nose.

"You've done a good job, but it's not enough..."

Tong Mo commented.

And at this time, the appearance of the prostitute Taro has changed, and the back of his head is the face of the fallen hime... The brother and sister have become one, but it is not the prostitute Taro who hides in the body of the fallen hime as before.

This ability is the soul ability that belongs only to their brother and sister.

Together... In short, the physical attributes of the two are multiplied under the amplification of the soul, and they burst out with greater power.

Blood magic will also be enhanced.

It is similar to the original Edo Castle, Teshimaga, and Yasuhara inheritors who finally fused.

But more thoroughly, and more advanced.

At least the brother and sister have clear thinking.

Rumble!

The prostitute Taro was too lazy to listen to Tong Mo's nonsense, and the fallen Ji in the back of his head also urged his brother to kill Tong Mo quickly.

Then, I saw a red tornado formed by a thick slash, centered on the prostitute Taro, spreading... In an instant, everything in the house was shattered.

Straight to Tong Mo.

In the dense blood blade, it was mixed with a tentacle-like ribbon, which was entwined.

As soon as Tong Mo raised his hand, thick ice walls stood up impressively, blocking in front of him.

At the same time, at the feet of the prostitute Taro, several ice-colored lotus flowers bloomed, shooting vines with spikes, and actually passed through the gap of the slash and strangled the waist of the prostitute Taro.

And the tip of the ice vine pierced into the body of the courtesan Taro like a needle.

"Your soul abilities are too simple... Thanks to the fact that you have been reused by that adult, the soul ability was given to this world by him, and you have no understanding at all. The ice wall exploded, but it also blocked the slash. Under the crystal powder sprinkled all over the sky, Tong Mo shook the iron fan in his hand and teased.

The muscles of the prostitute Taro at the point of the stab contracted, and the vine was shattered with his backhand.

But Fallen Ji let out a scream.

The prostitute Taro then felt a sharp pain in his brain, and he had auditory hallucinations in his ears, as if something alive had burrowed into his head.

It is the soul controlled by Tong Mo.

He can use the soul puppet to deliver it to the target through blood ghost magic, causing mental damage.

It's the same technique as just now.

"It seems... Your souls are also not fused very well, and the real integration shouldn't be to bear the harm together? How... She seems to be in a little more pain than you are. Tong Mo continued.

Whoosh.

The smile on his face had not yet converged, and Tong Mo's pupils narrowed.

A flash of lightning as red as thunder drew a 'zigzag' on the wreckage of the broken house, and at a speed that was not easy for him to react to, it instantly stuck in front of him.

That kind of martial arts!

Tong Mo knows the particularity of the prostitute Taro, the reason why the latter is famous for his murder and has escaped the pursuit of Wu Miao several times is because of his speed, and this speed comes from the body and footwork taught by Hao, which is a martial arts way that integrates skills.

The prostitute Taro bent down and raised the blood sickle in his hand, leaving a thin red line in the space and slicing through Tong Mo's neck.

Directly cut off its head.

And Tong Mo Fei still had a little stunned smile on his face.

"Don't let him die so easily! I'm going to make him regret his rudeness to me! ”

Behind the head of the prostitute Taro, the pale and embarrassed face of the fallen hime shouted distorted.

The tone of the order to the prostitute Taro.

The corners of her mouth couldn't stop drooling, because she was attacked by Tong Mo, and the pain of her soul was already unbearable for her.

As he spoke, a large number of ribbons had already risen up, wrapping Tong Mo's headless body in place and slowly squeezing it.

The prostitute Taro ignored his sister's voice, but slowly raised his head, looked at Tong Mo's head that was about to fall to the ground, and said hoarsely: "I slashed this knife with killing intent, you are very good..."

"You're so good."

Yes, he sensed that his knife had not worked.

Tong Mo's skull grew flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye, and by the time his head was about to hit the ground, his body had already rested on a single head, and it had returned to its original state.

The power of this world has changed dramatically, and the flesh and blood of ghosts are naturally even more terrifying, especially for a powerhouse of Tong Mo's level.

However, the knife of the prostitute Taro made Tong Mo understand why the jade pot and Bantengu were planted in the hands of the other party.

In one word, it is fast!

Whether it's dodging, reacting... It all takes time.

When none of these conditions are available, the possibility of a back road is naturally cut off.

Just now, Tong Mo wanted to use the blood ghost technique to transfer his position, and the prostitute Taro obviously had insight into this, and this guy had quite a lot of experience in killing ghosts... Before he could activate the Blood Demon Technique, the knife was already swinging.

"What?!"

Compared to the prostitute Taro's sensibility, Fallen Ji was annoyed and angry, and she thought that this knife had slaughtered Tong Mo.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

"Can you be serious!!"

"My head hurts!"

Fallen Hime let out a complaining scream.

Immediately after, wrapped in a silk ribbon, Tong Mo's previous body exploded into countless ice picks and scattered in all directions.

There was a cold fog in it.

The prostitute Taro jumped sharply, and although he dodged the attack, the haori on his body slipped and fluttered down.

Tong Mo also saw a large and uncomfortable black patch on the prostitute Taro's body.

"She seems to be in trouble, do you want me to help you get rid of her?"

Tong Mo tilted his head and said to the prostitute Taro, "I can eat her." ”

A warm-hearted look.

The person he was referring to was Fallen Hime.

"What are you talking about? The two of us are one, and it is unforgivable to say such a thing in front of an older brother. The prostitute Taro laughed strangely.

With his smile, blood suddenly overflowed from Tong Mo's nose.

"Even if it's flesh and blood reborn, it's useless... You've been cut by me. ”

The prostitute Taro excitedly used his fingers to pick the blood marks on his face.

"Poison?"

Tong Mo finally reacted.

(End of chapter)