What is the experience of simulating a fairy

In the end, only conclusions can be drawn:

As the ancestor of ghosts who have lived for thousands of years, the brain circuit of the Wu miserable is quite unique, different from all normal ghosts and normal people.

He is so moody and behaving strangely.

Six trembling at the last string:

"You said...

"If Pheasant Hua is really dead, will the lord kill us all in a rage like the previous time."

A look of fear appeared on the faces of all ghosts.

In the eyes of others, they are the noble twelve ghost moon.

But only they know:

In the face of Oniwu Tsujimu, their strength is not even P.

Without miserable movement of your fingers, you can permanently erase all the lasting Guiyue from the world. His strength is simply hard to measure with common sense.

"Oh?"

A melodious and calm male voice fell from above:

"As the humble slave I raised...

"Do you dare to guess my mind now?"

The five Xiuxian Guiyue hurriedly raised their heads and saw a handsome man in a yukata looking down at them.

It's Ghost Mai Tsuji without misery!

Puff--

A strong sense of oppression hit them, forcing them all to kneel to the ground.

All miserable and slow openings:

"Pheasant Quehua is dead.

"Dead in the hands of the ghost killing team swordsman."

All Guiyue sweat suddenly dripped down like a waterfall. It was obvious that Wu Mi was very disappointed in Pheasant Quehua, and this disappointment would inevitably affect them.

The six sides of the bottom string are pale:

If we suffer, Master Wu Mi must think we are useless, and we need to clean up.

but......

Obviously we are the victims!

Wu Pai lowered his head and directly expressed his thoughts:

"Do you think you are a victim?

"I train you...

"Isn't it just for me to die, and you actually have this kind of cringing thoughts."

The hands and feet of the lower string suddenly became cold.

Zhi shook his head.

As the leader of the last string, she knows Wu Mi's temper best.

Wu miserable can see through the hearts of all ghosts, so you can't think about it when you talk to him, otherwise, if you have any ideas that don't fit his mind...

That ending can only be eliminated.

Even the Twelve Ghost Moon is no exception.

She closed her eyes.

The sixth child, there must be no way to go back alive today...

"Huh~"

Wu Mian just snorted coldly, then looked away, as if he didn't mean to pursue it.

Eh?

The ghosts suddenly opened their eyes:

When did adults become so kind?

After being silent for a while, Wu Pai said slowly:

"After Pheasant Hua was killed, I briefly thought about it.

"Xianxian Guiyue is really useless.

"Of course, I will not kill you this time, because even if it is a waste product, I want to remodel it, but it will barely be able to play some role..."

The ghosts suddenly got goose bumps.

The ominous premonition is getting stronger.

"Weaving."

Zhizhi quickly responded: "Yes."

Wu miserably smiled and said lightly:

"Using your blood ghost technique, you still have these waste...

"Sew together."

Chapter 297 A New Stitching Monster Is Born

"What...what."

Weaving can't help but froze.

Without a miserable smile, his expression became colder and colder:

"how.

"Don't you understand what I said, you still can't even remember what your blood ghost art is."

Puff--

Knitted with goose bumps, he slumped weakly on the ground.

Her strongest blood ghost technique is called "silk tailoring."

This skill can disassemble any two life forms and stitch them together to create a freak that she can drive at will.

Of course, "silk tailoring" can also act on itself.

But weaving has never tried.

After all, sewing strange things on her body doesn't feel very safe.

And without misery now...

Actually asked her to stitch with the other four ghosts.

The result will undoubtedly die.

Although she is one of the strongest bottom strings, she is also the bottom string ghost moon, and there is no particularly exaggerated difference in strength.

Therefore, weaving cannot carry out such a difficult stitch. Even if it succeeds in the end, the new life form formed must have nothing to do with her now.

Equivalent to death.

Zhizhi quickly pleaded:

"grown ups!

"I will definitely be able to work for you in the future, I will kill the pillars of the ghost killing team!"

Huh~

No miserable laugh:

"Play well?

"Two years ago, I ordered you to get rid of Zeyanxiang, but he is still safe and sound. Is this the result of your service for me?"

Weaving was completely stunned.

Jingze Yanxiang...

The ghost hunter who can use sunlight?

Aren’t Qiju Lang and Tian Daoji gone dead with him? How could they still be alive?

Wu Mier saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and finally became impatient:

"how?

"Don't do it yet, are you trying to disobey my orders."

Zhi shook his head subconsciously.

But the survival instinct told her that she must not obey orders, otherwise there is only a dead end.

Guru~

She swallowed nervously.

No, I can't sit still!

She secretly looked around.

Although Infinite City is very mysterious, with infinite space in all directions, but in fact this is just an illusion-type blood ghost technique, and there must be a way to crack it.

Soon, Zhi determined a route that was suspected of being able to escape.

call--

She cheered herself up in her heart.

Don't be afraid. Although Guiwu Tsuji is strong, I just want to run away. I don't fight him head-on, so I have the hope of success.

What's more, as one of the last strings, I am very fast.

Ok, deal!

Two, one...

After finishing the countdown, we quietly took a half step back.

Whoosh--

In the surprised eyes of other Guiyue, she disappeared in a flash, and at the moment of the flash of lightning, she had already flown out of kilometers.

Wu miserably raised his eyebrows:

"Heh~

"However, Xianxian Guiyue is not only a waste of low power, but also a self-righteous stupid thing."

The last ghost who tried to escape from my hands had been wiped out long ago, and there was no bones left.

These guys...

Going dead.

He didn't set out to chase, just patted his palm.

when--

A melodious lute sounded.

The space in the infinite city quickly twisted and folded, and the space below the position where weaving was now directly turned upside down.

In the next second, she was sent to Wu Mier.

"what?"