Artoria wants to read people's hearts

Damn it!where is this !

My strength, where has my strength gone? !

Wait,...... so strange, why do I feel like I have power?

Who am I?

While he was still in a daze, a blond woman in a strange dress came out slowly from the darkness.

This woman was sexy and tall, and her black slim dress perfectly modified her figure. Her pale golden hair was like ears of wheat under the sun, and as she walked, deep and blurred waves swayed.

Looking up slightly, she can see a black and blue headdress on top of her head. Although the shape looks a bit strange, it inexplicably adds a bit of noble temperament to this woman.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, only to find that the green eyes of the other party were full of indifference.

Clearly, the man doesn't care about himself at all.

So the question is, who is she........?

"The third of the last string, sick leaf." The woman raised her chin slightly, "The treatment is over, you can come out now."

As soon as her words fell, it was as if a revolving lantern passed through his mind instantly, and in the next second, all the memories before that came back instantly.

An excited grin suddenly appeared on his pale face, and the X-shaped scar on his forehead suddenly looked extremely ferocious.

Ah, I remembered.

I am the third of the last strings of the twelve ghost months, sick leaf!

The smile on Sick Ye's face was distorted, and the whole ghost looked like a patient who had just escaped from a mental hospital. Just looking at that appearance could make people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Morgan completely turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him.

After all, a guinea pig is a guinea pig, no matter how fierce he looks, he still can't escape the fate of being treated as a guinea pig, right?

She stepped forward, then stopped at a suitable distance.

A huge scepter appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and Morgan just lifted it up and tapped it lightly on the ground.

"ta~"

It was as if water droplets had fallen on the water surface. With the sound, the waves formed by the transmission of magic power showed a semicircular shape, spreading from Morgan's feet towards the direction of the container.

In the next second, the base of the container began to vibrate.

The bottom of the container that received the magic power instantly split into five regular petals, blooming like a blooming flower.

The viscous liquid flowed along the base, and it wrapped the body of the diseased leaf, causing him to slide from the container to the ground from top to bottom.

"Ouch~cough——!"

After coming into contact with the air, the diseased leaf vomited green mucus from his mouth. At this moment, this weak appearance was no longer as fierce as before.

The liquid evaporated quickly, coupled with the ghost's super healing ability, it took him less than ten seconds to get back to his original rhythm.

"Is the treatment... over?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and he slowly got up from the ground while asking.

"Yes, the first phase of treatment (experiment) is over."

Morgan didn't even look at him. After taking back his wand, he turned around and went to the table beside him, and began to write and draw on it with a pen.

Like a professional researcher, she is recording something at the moment.

"The clothes are stored in another room, come to me after you are finished."

The cold and indifferent voice seemed to ignore him at all.

Although he was dissatisfied with this attitude in his heart, his rationality made Sick Ye dispel the idea of ​​troublesome with this woman.

After all, no matter in terms of strength or function, she is not an existence that can be killed by a mere low-string three.

Suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, he simply turned around and went to another room, and then put on the suit he took off before the treatment.

After getting dressed and coming out of the house, he saw that the blond woman had already walked to the door.

Turning around, Morgan's eyes fell lightly on him.

"Very good." She nodded, "Now that you've packed yourself up, follow me out now to test your current abilities."

After she finished speaking, she didn't talk nonsense, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the paper door, and walked out of this crude laboratory in a hurry.

Because Guiwu Tsuji Wumi gave the order to obey Morgan's words [-]%, so even if Bingye felt unhappy in his heart now, he just snorted coldly and raised his heels at the moment.

It is already late at night, and the moon is like a white halo the size of a copper coin, or a teardrop falling on the raft of Duo Yunxuan, blurred and hazy.

Mordred was standing in a corner of the yard boredly, turning his head to look at the shadows of the leaves under the moonlight.

She didn't want to participate in this kind of thing, but according to the setting, she had to be by Morgan's side all the time.

It's troublesome and boring, and all this is just acting for those ghosts.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was standing not far away, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head and looked over.

His eyes passed directly over the blond woman in front, and his blood-red eyes fell on Bing Ye who was following behind her.

Today was the day when the first experiment was over, and he had already received the news, so he came here immediately because of the urgency in his heart, wanting to check and accept the results of the experiment with his own eyes.

"Did you make it?"

He asked Morgan, who was getting closer.

"I can't guarantee anything, after all, this is only the first experiment." The blond princess glanced at him lightly, "But we can experiment to see where the healing limit is this time?"

What she said is right, such a difficult problem that has plagued for more than 1000 years can never be successful once.

Although he had already made psychological preparations, but when things came to an end, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi still couldn't help feeling a little irritated in his heart.

"In that case..." He paused, and subconsciously adjusted the buttons on his cuff with his left hand, "...then let's try the effect this time."

After speaking, he turned his head and said to the shadow behind him.

"Half-day dog, let you be his opponent."

"Yes, my lord."

The ugly old man came out from the shadows, wearing a worn kimono, he staggered to the sick leaf.

"Switching workshop?!"

Looking at this old man with two horns on his head, Sick Ye's pupils couldn't help constricting instantly.

Although it is said that the lower string and the upper string belong to the twelve ghost moons, the difference between the word 'up' and the word 'down' is only one letter, but it means a world of difference in strength.

Sick Ye slowly tensed up his body, and even the excited heart that had just finished the treatment also cooled down.

"The last three...."

The old man with two horns on his head and a prajna face said tremblingly, "...my lord has issued an order, so I will definitely do my best in the next battle, please do your best too."

He didn't know what he was afraid of, but the whole ghost seemed extremely timid.

Looking at the very weak Ban Tiangou in front of him, Bing Ye dared not underestimate him.

Just kidding, the old man with a swollen forehead must not be a good person if he can climb to the top and rank fourth.

"I understand."

He nodded, then took a deep breath.

"drink!"

He yelled violently, clenched his left hand into a fist with tons of force, and slammed it towards Ban Tiangou's forehead.

However, the counterattack that was originally imagined did not come. For a long time, the dog really wailed like an ordinary human old man, and his head was smashed by the fist.

He didn't seem to make any resistance, or rather, he resisted, but it was useless.

"!!!"

How could Shangxian Si be so weak? !

Just when Bing Ye was terrified, Ban Tiangou's head grew out again.

It's just a broken head, this kind of injury is not fatal to the ghost.

but.......

It's terrible, it's really terrible, I really want to run away.

But no, if you run away by yourself now, Master Wu Mi will definitely be disappointed in yourself, and if you are disappointed in yourself, then you will definitely be abandoned by Master Wu Mi!

Will die, if that kind of thing really happened, I will definitely die.

The yellow turbid liquid fell from Ban Tiangou's crotch onto the brown soil, and he was so frightened by his own imagination that he lost control of himself.

Under the extreme fear, the swindler rolled his eyes in fright, and his muscles twitched.

He prostrated himself on the ground, shaking his body into a sieve in fear.

Then, with the fear of the outside world, and the perception of its own danger.

He, the whole ghost suddenly split open.

"Crack!"

There was a high-pitched bone-crushing sound, and Sick Ye's body hit the ground not far away in an instant.

When he got up from the ground and looked up again.

The Ban Tiangou with the old man's face had long since disappeared, replaced by four young Ban Tiangou with vicious faces.

"!!!"

What the fuck is this? !

Chapter 25 is still a bit too weak ([-] in [-])

"Bastard! Are you bullying the poor and innocent old man?!"

Holding a scepter, wearing the same kimono as the main body, and with the word 'nu' written on his tongue, Ji Nu reprimanded loudly.

He is one of the avatars of the half-ten dog. When the body is in danger, he uses the ability of "blood ghost art-concretization and splitting" to materialize the anger.

Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, a total of four major emotions.

This also means that apart from him, the remaining three emotions can also be materialized.

"It's really interesting. I didn't expect that the target of this battle is just a lower string."

The ghost of joy, the incarnation of the happy mood of Ban Tiangou, its name is Coke.

The upper body is bare/naked in Yamabushi's dress, with the word '乐' engraved on his tongue, and he is shaking the round fan in his hand, with a very happy expression on his face, as if he saw something very interesting.

"Hee hee, you are really unlucky for the weak Xiaxian to fight us."

The speaker is the ghost of joy, the incarnation of the joy of the dog.

A half-bird man with wings on his back, the lower body of a bird, and bird claws on his arms. His name is Kong Xi's clone, and the word 'Xi' is engraved on his tongue.

If Le Zhigui's expression is happy, then Xi Zhigui's face is full of joy.

As if sick, he stuck out his long tongue and licked his dry lips.

"It's really pitiful." He smiled as if sighing, "You think so, sad?"

"Ah, it's really pitiful."

Frowning tightly, he looked at the diseased leaf, with a helpless and pathetic sadness on his face.

The ghost of mourning, the incarnation of the emotion of mourning for a long time.

Dressed up as a warrior, holding a cross-patterned gun, with the word "sorrow" engraved on his tongue.

Compared with the previous one who was angry and had two avatars watching the fun, he was sincerely sad for Xia Xiansan.

But this emotion is not only aimed at one's opponent, but at the same time it is aimed at oneself.

Negative, negative to the extreme.

His mood was extremely low, and he began to feel world-weary, Ai Jue just wanted to end everything in front of him as soon as possible.

With the disappearance of Ban Tiangou, these four ghosts, which were difficult to deal with at first glance, made Sick Ye feel bad.

However, before he could sort out the status quo, the angry ghost was the first to attack.