The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Zhu Shi, as a defector among ghosts, is an extremely rare or even impossible case.

Relying on self-awareness, medical restraint, and body modification, she escaped from Oniwu Tsuji's control. In Wumi's view, it is a ghost that must exist. If it is not difficult to find her trace, she should have been killed long ago.

Zhu Shi usually moves with extreme caution and concealment, and Hei Si Mou is not a ghost who is good at tracking, so he shouldn't be able to find her.

The only possibility is only one...

She bit her lip and looked at Katsushika Hokusai: "Did you betray me..."

"In order to become a real painter, I am willing to do anything, even if it is to sell my soul." Katsushika Hokusai coughed a few times, panting: "This lord has seen my strong desire to live, so That’s why you’re willing to give me ghost blood... Since you’re not willing to help me, I can only choose another way, Doctor Zhu Shi, thank you for your care for a long time.”

Zhu Shi remained silent, her expression was complicated.

Even if he knew what kind of person Katsushika Hokusai was, he never expected that he would abandon his identity as a human being so simply... Perhaps to him, these are not important, as long as he can paint, that is enough.

"The Twelve Ghost Moons are here too. It seems that I am destined not to be able to get out of this mansion today." Zhu Shi whispered, "But I can't do it if I just sit and wait... Katsushika, have you thought about what to do with Arong?" Is it? When you transform into a ghost, the intense hunger will devour your sanity, and you only think about eating and eating people, even if it is a relative, you will swallow her into your stomach yourself."

"I'll let Ah Wing accept the ghost's blood." Katsushika Hokusai said with heavy breathing, "I won't leave her alone... I'd like to thank you for bringing a guest, I won't worry about it later. Make her hungry."

"Katsushika!" Zhu Shi stood up suddenly, her depressed mood was completely irritated by this sentence, her fingernails pierced into the skin, pulling out five fleshy scars, the blood dripped, and the whole air was immediately filled with a layer of flesh and blood The fragrance, the fragrance diffuses, as if there are flowers blooming out of thin air, in the center of the illusion of psychedelic five senses, her eyes are red, and she said in a low voice: "Even if I will die here, I will kill you first!"

Blood Ghost Art: Blood of Illusion.

As long as ordinary people inhale the scent of blood, they will cause nervous disorders. The birth of this blood ghost technique is all because she has done too many live experiments on her body, and finally made the blood go bad. While getting rid of the curse of blood, she also obtained This strange vampire technique.

With the thought of dying together, Zhu Shi rushed forward.

But when she just took half a step.

Silently, a knife swung down from behind, like a crescent moon, cutting her in half from the center of her waist...

Zhu Shi also remained awake in the severe pain. This injury was not fatal to the ghost. Half of her body flew up, and she glanced back.

The six-eyed ghost at the back has half-sheathed the blade. It is a red knife. This knife is contaminated with a lot of ghost energy. It has become a strange-shaped ghost knife with eyes all over the blade handle and handle. Can make trypophobia sufferers' scalp tingle, but still give a glimpse of its original form...

"Sunlun Saber..." Zhu Shi's body fell to the ground, supporting half of her body with her hands, and the injury below her waist and abdomen had begun to regenerate. The breathing style also uses the sun wheel knife..."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a member of the Ghost Killing Squad, and this knife is indeed my favorite knife." Hei Si Mou lowered his six eyes, staring down at Zhu Shi who fell to the ground: "The so-called breath school today Most of it is just a poor imitation of our swordsmanship by later generations...the so-called ghost killing team, hmph...compared with the past, it is far away."

Hei Si Mou's voice was soft and steady, he sounded like a young man in his twenties, and his tone of voice was a bit out of tune with today's era, with a trace of ancient accent in his cadence, but his sharp temperament did not have the slightest vicissitudes, it was still incomparable sharp.

"Heh..." Zhu Shi smiled lowly: "You are indeed very strong, I can't leave no matter what, but my goal has been achieved..."

Hei Si Mo lowered his eyes and looked at Katsushika Hokusai on the other side.

He was clutching his throat with his hands, as if he was about to stop breathing.

"... Does it smell like blood?" Heishi Mou said without surprise.

"The attack power is not strong, but it is harmful to the human body. Katsushika Hokusai, whose body is already weak to the point of death, will cause insanity even if he inhales even a little bit. He won't live long..." Zhu Shi said in a low voice: "It's me I made a mistake in allowing him to prolong his life until now, instead of letting this world have one more ghost, it is better to end it with my own hands..."

She has long lost her nostalgia for the human world, and she has survived to this day only by hating Gui Wu Tsuji Muyou, but unfortunately she failed to achieve her goal.

"That adult admires Katsushika Hokusai's paintings very much. If he can survive, it's okay to share a little more blood." Hei Si Mou looked back: "You made me lose face by doing this."

"Now that things have happened, do you think I'm still afraid of death? It's a pity that I can't see him die with my own eyes! But remember to tell him my last words, I just go to hell and wait! Sooner or later, the millions killed by him The evil spirits will crucify him in the deepest part of hell, drink his blood, eat his flesh, and sleep on his skin! To make him suffer torture is just to lose his soul!"

Zhu Shi knew that his death was approaching, every word he uttered was heartbreaking, wishing to confide all his resentment and killing intent.

The only answer to her hateful words was a cold snort.

"Extremely ridiculous." Black Death Mou raised the blade, and the moon arc turned into light. Its eyes were so cold that it slashed at Zhu Shi's neck: "Where can I find hell, this world is hell! We are the evil spirits in hell !"

Zhu Shi subconsciously closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the head fell.

However... gold and iron intersect, and swords collide.

Her body was thrown out, and when she landed safely, she saw that in the middle of the chaotic living room, Su Bai was confronting Hei Simou with his sword drawn.

"I heard a little noise, and when I rushed over to have a look, I encountered big news." Su Bai glanced at the dying Katsushika Hokusai, then at Suzushi, and nodded, relying on his superhuman comprehension ability With brain power, he guessed the conclusion that one or two are inseparable, pointing at Hei Simou with the tip of the knife: "I already understand the general situation... In short, it will be over if you chop this guy up, right?"

"It's not as simple as it is said." Zhu Shi's body is being repaired, but his legs have not been regenerated immediately, so he can only grit his teeth and say: "He is one of the top strings of the twelve ghost moons, you are not an opponent, run away ..."

"...You should have said it earlier." Su Bai looked at Hei Simou: "It's a bit late to say it now."

Zhu Shi was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sharp momentum.

For some unknown reason, Hei Si Mou suddenly burst out with surging fighting spirit. He seemed to be burning with dim flames. His six eyes fixed on Bai Ge, and the eyeballs began to flush blood, and his breathing became long and deep.

"Three hundred years away...you have appeared again."

"Perhaps this is God's will. It is not in vain for me to be reincarnated as a ghost."

"Even if you have turned into a child, I will not admit it... It is incredible that after three hundred years, you can still remain so young, as if you have been reincarnated."

Hei Si Mou stared at Su Bai, and asked in the tone of an old friend: "Where did the woman who used the first-class for two days go... I want to see that exquisite saber technique again, but it's a pity, it's a pity... only you alone ?"

Su Bai narrowed his eyes, smiled contemptuously and asked, "Who are you? Do I know you very well?"

"Heh, hahahahahaha..." Hei Simou smiled lowly, "Your taste reminds me of the same defiant look when we first met three hundred years ago, but your swordsmanship is also unparalleled in the world... Even my elder brother is no match for you, even if we meet only once, in the long life, the warriors who have been defeated by you can't let go of it."

Holding the knife, he pushed the jaw with his fingertips, and the weird ghost knife slowly came out of its sheath: "Just as you easily smashed the pride of so many warriors back then, so did I... Come on, foreigner! Three hundred Years later, let me see how far your swordsmanship has come!"

As if, he knew Su Bai, had met him three hundred years ago, and fought against him, and Su Bai was not traveling alone.

Hei Si Mou fights bravely. As a person who spent his whole life in kendo and finally turned into a ghost, he is the same kind of person as Katsushika Hokusai.

On the other hand, Su Bai.