Master of Ninja World

At night, the breeze is getting colder, the moonlight is like a disk, and the dark night sky is dotted with stars, which is so beautiful.

In the gloomy and cold room, there is no life and death, and it looks strange and cold to the outside. The waves of cold wafting out, endless, and the simple feeling that this is an iceberg isolated from the world.

A vague outline can be vaguely seen in the dark, and weak waves of air are sometimes exhaled from his nostrils.

"Klockdale and the'tyrant' bear these two men..."

Suddenly, in the originally pitch-black space, there was a long puzzled sigh, and shiny eyes appeared, bright and deep, even if the surrounding environment had been swallowed by darkness, these eyes could not be dyed black.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. The sudden appearance of the tyrant "Bear" has been out of the control of Wuchen. Although he is just an insignificant minor figure, he is a small pawn after all. This sudden figure still makes him full. Confused.

One mistake, and the whole game is unsuccessful. Perhaps the role of the bear is not so great, but Wuchen still has doubts.

Now that the Marshal of the Warring States Period has come to Mariejoa, the Five Old Stars have also granted him the order to immediately establish the "Seven Wuhai Under Kings". It will take only a few days at most. This deformity can reasonably plunder the world’s pirate organization. come out.

There are only a few members now. As for the "tyrant" Xiong, he is naturally among them, but Wuchen clearly remembers that he only joined the "Seven Wuhai" in the future. The early "Seven Wuhai" did not have him as a latecomer. .

Now coming out like a ghost, it is not surprising that it is fake.

"With his ability, it is impossible to find me revising Dorage's memory."

Xiong's current strength, according to Wuchen's guess, is barely equal to the general, and he is not even the general's opponent. It can be seen that his attack on Dorag is a fantasy.

"Yep?"

His thinking eyes lifted, frowning at the night view outside the window, his pale face turned sharply, changing his face faster than turning a book, and changing into a cold little face in the blink of an eye.

"The long night is long and the cold wind is bitter. Could it be that you want to stand outside the window for a night?" Your thumb beat rhythmically on the smooth stone chair, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her clean mouth.

Those who came have guessed nine out of ten.

Even though the dripping water concealed by the mysterious and strong breath outside the window is not leaking, it is not traceable like a dragonfly, and the dust is still keen to capture the subtle changes in the air.

Just relying on physical movement, there are loopholes, even flaws, in how seamless the hiding is.

Outside the lonely window, there is still a lot of silence, the bright moon hanging in the distant sky is still beautiful, and nothing has changed.

The only difference is that the dust-free villa is enveloped in depression.

"Aren't you going to come out... Bartholomew Bear."

After a while, I realized that the person behind the scenes was still lurking, Wuchen sneered and even called out the other party's name directly.

"Now the little ghosts like to be naughty like this... For this kind of hide-and-seek game, there is a deep-seated love for this kind of hide-and-seek game. Since you are not showing up, let me help you!"

After saying that, the dark void above Wuchen's head was suddenly dazzling, and the shining light made it impossible to open his eyes. You could only look through the gap between the five fingers. The original black sky turned into a golden color.

A large group of small vortexes condensed in the void, and various divine soldiers slowly emerged from the vortex, revealing a sharp cold light, enough to penetrate steel and iron bones.

"Swish swish..."

There was a long silence, and dozens of sharp weapons were shot out at once, and the final result of any creature being stabbed was life and death.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The exquisitely decorated windows split in four or five instantly, and the bursting fragments were as light as a feather, dancing all over the sky, and the dense holes were clearly visible, about the size of a fist.

The wall trembled violently, and it was about to completely collapse and shatter, and a wave of air exploded.

"Bang...crack!"

Unusually strong energy fluctuations struck, and all kinds of hard to hard soldiers eroded and dismembered instantly, turning into a pile of golden powder, neatly piled on the ground, and the golden color was very beautiful.

A black shadow of six or seven meters was no longer hidden, and the majestic body that blended into the darkness came out.

"Judging from the intelligence capabilities of the world government, you should understand my abilities. This fragile attack has little effect on me. It is even more nonsense to want to reward me."

Due to the size of the body, every time the foot moves, the ground will tremble in rhythm.

"If you want to kill you, you won't use such a flashy attack, but if you want to attract fireflies, how can you not discharge gorgeous fireworks..."

Looking at the figure in the black coat jokingly, Wuchen teased.

A certain Jin Shining, if you want to know that Wuchen uses his skill as a light to guide the way, I don't know if he will vomit blood in depression!

Looking intently, it is Bartholomew Bear!

Looking at Wuchen, Xiong's flesh ball palm suddenly lifted, aiming at Wuchen's eyebrows, an unprecedented powerful destructive force condensed in the palm of his hand.

Wuchen on the steps just passed by with a smile, not afraid, even without signs of his body moving, sitting calmly, looking at the bear from a downward angle.

"The sudden visit in the middle of the night, I thought you would talk about topics that interest me, but I did not expect to use force again. If you guessed it correctly, you should be a cadre of the revolutionary army. Don’t you pay attention to reason to convince people? Still better."

Observing Xiong's burly body carefully, Wuchen shrugged his face full of helplessness.

"Controlling power is really embarrassing. If you accidentally beat you to death, the Warring States Period will definitely wear small shoes to me in front of the Five Old Stars. Therefore, I advise you not to ask for hardship. Krokdal is a lesson for you."

With both hands propped on the armrests, sitting on the stone chair leisurely, staring at the bear visiting late at night, then closed his eyes, pondered carefully in his mind, and guessed the reason for his coming.

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