Ghost Slayer: A swordsman with pupil technique who plays Tai Chi

In the upside-down and chaotic Infinity City, dim lights shine on the dark red wood.

A white porcelain pot with a circle of pink flowers was lying quietly on the floor, and suddenly the porcelain pot trembled slightly, and the jade pot came out of the pot.

He looked around with some fear, after all, in less than ten years, Lord Wu Miserable had once again summoned all the windings, and the frequency was simply ridiculously high.

"Hey! We meet again, Jade Kettle! Tong Mo greeted warmly.

"Lord Tong Mo, long time no see!" The jade pot raised its head and waved at Tong Mo, who was standing on the ceiling.

Standing on the corridor not far away, he watched everything that happened below, he still hated Tong Mo's guy, the kind of disgust he was.

Yu Ji looked in the mirror while waiting for Wu Miserable to appear.

Black Death Mou sat on a futon not far from the Qiwo seat, his hand always holding the knife at his waist, and his face was gloomy.

A crisp pipa sounded, and the buildings in the Infinite City began to twist and rotate.

But all the winding was as if the soles of their feet were smeared with 502 glue, and they stood motionless.

The vibrating lute strings slowly returned to tranquility, and the buildings high above the Infinity City were scattered to both sides like soldiers in line.

All the winding expressions became serious, and even Tong Mo, who was usually smiling, returned to a serious appearance, and they all knelt on one knee in the air.

At the end of the building, a blood-red square table was filled with experimental utensils such as beakers.

Wu Mi was wearing a white coat and debugging the medicine in the test tube.

All the winding atmospheres did not dare to breathe, for fear that their boss would be angry, after all, their boss would randomly take away a lucky employee when he was angry.

Wu Mian frowned, the expression of the dead mother was all written on his face, he put the test tube in his hand back into the test tube rack, and then slowly stood up.

Wu Mian raised his hand and slapped it hard against the square table, and in an instant, the solid wood square table turned into powder, and it was strange that those glassware floated in the air intact.

The shock wave generated by the slap table spread towards the entire Infinity City, and all the windings were blown hundreds of meters away.

Even so, they could only let their bodies fly away, and all the upper strings could clearly feel the unmiserable anger.

At this moment, Wu Miserable is like a girl who came to her aunt, an angry lion, and a volcano that is erupting.

"Waste!"

"Waste!"

"Waste!"

A wave of miserable waste was hit three times in a row, and all the winding farts did not dare to put one.

Wu Miao waved his hand at Naruto, Naruto also understood the meaning of his boss in seconds, and a pipa sound brought the ghosts who flew far away to Wu Miserable.

Standing beside Naruto with his arms in his arms, the small platform he was on slowly rose to a stop in a direction large enough to look down on the demons.

Wu Wu's cold voice sounded: "Don't you have anything to say to me?" "

The sound of the miserable gives people the cold feeling of falling into an ice cellar, running naked in Antarctica.

"Sir, you dissipate your breath!" Tong Mo smiled and raised his head.

But in the next second, his head was half gone, and Wu Wu roared angrily: "Dissipate the qi, what do you take to make me dissipate!" "

Take your Ten Thousand Worlds Bliss Sect that will be caught by the Ghost Killing Squad?"

If it weren't for the recent shortage of employees, Wu Mi really wanted to kill this guy, after all, if there was no human who was very adaptable to his own blood, it would be quite difficult to create a winder.

Tong Mo's Ten Thousand Worlds Bliss Sect has long been forcibly disbanded without misery, and he is no longer allowed to be hunted by the ghost killing team as easily as Shangxiang, which is simply a shame.

Black Death Mou, who had always been silent on this occasion, spoke, and he said indifferently: "Adults, you don't have to worry at all, although the generation of the Ghost Killing Team is powerful, most of them are sure that most of them will not live to be twenty-five years old!"

"They don't pose a threat at all!"

"Oh?" Wu Miserable glanced at Black Death Mou.

His relationship with Black Death Mou is more like cooperation, Black Death Mou has never hidden from Wu Miao, and he is also Wu Miserable's most trusted employee.

"However, the dog is already dead for half a day!"

"So who of you will die next?"

Wu Wu's fierce eyes swept away, like ten thousand knives pierced into everyone's bodies.

"Hey!"

"Forget it, forget it!"

"Lao Tzu is too lazy to take care of you!"

In addition to helplessness or helplessness on the miserable face, this group of guys on the stall is really unlucky.

"Also, is there any news from the cyan flower?!"

"You've been looking for that thing for hundreds of years!"

As soon as these words came out, all the upper strings present bowed their heads.

It's true that you've been looking for hundreds of years, but after living for hundreds of years, the ghosts haven't even heard of the cyan flower in Wu Miao's mouth.

"Go find it, hurry up and find it for Lao Tzu!"

"Also, if you meet the ghost killing team, kill me!"

"You bunch of waste, it is outrageous that you can be delayed until dawn by the pillars of the Ghost Killing Team!"

"Fuck off, get out of me!"

With a wave of his hand without misery, the terrifying energy exploded in the air, and there was no doubt that everyone flew out again.

The shockwave lifted Naruto's head, and the word "Shangban" was engraved in her eyes, and after the death of the dog for half a day, Wu Mi gave the name of Shangyu to Naruto.

"Naruto, send me to the arsenal!"

Naruto bent down and said respectfully, "Yes, my lord! I

saw Naruto gently pluck the white strings, and Wu Wu came to the lowest end of Infinite City.

As far as the eye can see, black cocoons are hanging upside down in the ground of Infinity City, and each cocoon releases the breath that belongs to the lower string.

Wu Mian has already prepared a big gift for the Ghost Killing Team, a whole thousand lower strings, this number will only be more and not less.

The day when Wu Miserable waited to pull the Ghost Killing Team into the water was not simply aimed at the pillar but at all the Ghost Killing Team members.

At this moment, a young man in a black kimono walked out of the wood-like army with blood-like cobwebs engraved on it.

Tired half knelt on the ground and said very respectfully: "Sir, you are here!"

Wu Miseran squinted, smiled and patted Tired's shoulder, and the seemingly weak beat directly slapped Tired into the ground.

Tired's right eye is written with the number in the sequence of the twelve ghost moons, that is, "zero", and the word "lower string" is engraved in his left eye.

The next zero, independent of the number other than the number, the second commander of this huge army, without misery, is really spoiled.

Just because tired had exactly the same childhood experience as him, plagued by illness and pain.

Wu Mi saw his past self in Tiri's body, and perhaps Li was in charge of this power so that Wu Mi had a power to control himself, even if the first commander was himself.