Chapter 353: Ryoma

She is the owner of this building. At this moment, the Bliss Pavilion behind her has been turned to ashes, and the flames swaying in the sky. She looked at Chu Mo and Xia Mi indifferently.
Xia Mi stepped forward and wanted to kill the last woman. But he was stopped by Chu Mo. He was just here to join in the excitement. Unexpectedly, Orange Zhengzong couldn't bear to be so lonely. Even Inuyamaga's temptations were not enough, and he had to pay a bliss.
And the "Dragon Horse" of the fierce ghosts! Sakurai Koguro is the most powerful person on the public side of the fierce ghost, and the title is Ryoma. As for Yuan Zhinv being the trump card of Tang Zhengzong, the lore against Yuan Zhisheng will naturally not be exposed.
"Great handwriting." Chu Mo sighed, but the Bliss Pavilion is the source of financial resources for the fierce ghost crowd. Without it, the power of the fierce ghost crowd would be much worse than before. It is simply not enough to compete with everyone in Baqi.
Ju Zhengzong has been in business for more than ten years to maintain this balance. I did not expect to break it myself now, just to test him.
Orange Zhengzong does not trust Inuyama, and it is estimated that all the information on this battle will be recorded and handed over to him.
"What is it?" Xia Mi asked in confusion.
"It's nothing, just lamenting someone's courage." Chu Mo said lightly, indicating that Ju Zhengzong hadn't planned to go all out if Chu Mo's strength exceeded his expectations.
Will this old man withered wood die for another ten years? Re-run a fierce ghost crowd?
"Weary tiredness and hairpin as evidence, the emperor's gift in the past;
Don't remember the amorous feelings, talk about him, for a moment En Yulong;
Fu Linqiong's thoughts were paid back, the three thousand weak water east, and Yunxia red again;
Yueying'er has long been ablated and has many roads to go;
Lost in the way, look back at an empty. "
Suddenly, a subtle and enchanting song sang, "Song Gui Yang", and Sakurai Xiaomu danced with a sad, beautiful voice like a picture.
Behind is the fire in the mountains and the enemy in front of him. In this case, does the woman still want to sing and dance?
Xia Mi's face was weird, and she looked at Chu Mo with a puzzled look.
"Why don't you let me kill her? Is she strong? I'm Yemengad."
"No, she is definitely not your opponent. But I have to have a basic demeanor for ladies. Don't you think a woman is a glass of wine, do you need to taste it slowly?" Chu Mo joked, quietly admiring the picture.
"cut……"
Xia Mi rolled her eyes and said inwardly. You didn't say that when you pinched my throat at the subway station.
Sing a song.
Chu Mo applauded, and Sakurai Xiaomu slightly bowed to salute, "Thank you."
"It's beautiful. If you become a star, you must be very hot." Chu Mo sighed.
"You are the dragon slaughterer, Mr. Chu Mo? Didn't expect that the small Elysium can welcome you, a living Buddha, in the Lower Elysium Museum manager, Ryoma, Sakurai Koguro." Sakurai Kogura's smile became sweet and commercial , The voice said sweetly.
"Wang Jiang and Dragon King are not here. Are you only left? It's cruel." Chu Mo shook his head and tore a `` picture scroll '' with his own hands. He had done this many times, but every time it was a pity.
"Mr. Chu Mo must be thinking now, how can such a young girl climb to such a high position among the fierce ghost crowd? Should it be someone's mistress?" Sakurai Xiaomu smiled, "I guess right?" "
"Sorry, you guessed wrong." Chu Mo shrugged. "The more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous it is? It's the one next to me. She gets angry and can hold the entire Tokyo burial."
Xia Mi glared at Chu Mo. "You can't take me with your sister."
Sakurai Xiaomu was stunned for a while, jokingly said: "I really envy your relationship, Mr. Chu Mo will really joke, I thought you would ask me about Wang Jiang and Dragon King."
"No need, I'm not too interested in what I already know." Chu Mo smiled, flames burning in his pupils, and golden pupils became the most dazzling light in the night.
Sakurai Kobo was obviously panicked, but recovered quickly.
"This kind of cliché is really old fashioned."
"Guess what, what I said is true ..." Chu Mo opened his mouth slightly, as if to spit out some words, but did not make a sound.
But Sakurai's pupil shrank, and she saw that it was orange!
"Qiao!"
Sakurai Xiaomu carried a white sheathed wooden knife in his hand, but it didn't seem to have any lethality. It was more like an ornament for this dress. At this moment she decisively drew her sword and looked heroic, like a female general.
Sakurai Twilight's eyes also lit up the golden pupil. The members of the fierce ghost crowd are all ‘ghosts’! What is a ghost is more than 50% of the Dragon blood, which can become a deadpool guy at any time.
Although dangerous, it also means that their bloodline concentration is far higher than that of ordinary mixed races, which is also a symbol of strength!
"Boom!"
Sakurai Xiaomu's figure rushed to Chu Mo, waving his sword, and the sword light crossed the arc in the air. It seems that Chu Mo was cut off with two cuts, but there was no feeling of touching the real thing.
That is an afterimage!
"Ding ~"
The realm of time zero is not closed, and Sakurai Xiaomu hasn't even reflected what happened, and the long knife in his hand was taken away. A palm rested on her wrist, and with a slight twist, she subdued her.
"Somehow respect your opponent, or do you think you are stronger than Anger? Do you want to kill me?" Chu Mo asked curiously. The figure appeared behind Sakurai Koguro.
"It's always a matter of fluke." Sakurai Xiaomu smiled bitterly, his eyes gradually becoming like a farewell couple, reaching for the cuffs of the kimono, but touching an empty space.
Sakurai Koguro's expression became awkward, and he quickly touched it again, panic in his eyes.
"You are looking for this." Chu Mo raised his hand and shook the emerald green cup and wooden box in his hand.
"I should have thought about it from the beginning." Sakurai's voice became desperate. Her last task was completely messed up. She planned to grapple her teeth to prevent herself from leaking any information.
"Hey ... A gentleman, will not force a beautiful lady to such a point, things will be returned to you." Chu Mo loosened Sakurai Xiao Mu, and threw the cup and wooden box to Sakurai Xiao Mu.
"But all I see is fun and enjoyment. You arrogant man."
Sakurai Xiaomu was filled with anger, and the man was playing with her, shaking his hand and taking out a dark purple potion in the wooden box, breaking it into the cup, and arching his hand to Chu Mo, "Mr. Jing!"
When the words fell, Sakurai Xiaomu decisively lifted up the sky and drank the liquid in the cup.
"Hum ... please, I watched a beautiful picture be destroyed, I was also very sad, OK." Chu Mo said lightly.
The purple-black bloodline crawled from Sakurai Komu's neck to the face, like a group of fine snakes. The cup fell to the ground, and Sakurai Xiaomu looked up, tears sliding across the distorted face. It seemed that the evil spirits were awakening in her body, occupying her original beautiful body.
"I must be ugly now ... so I have never made up my mind to take the last one, and I want to wait until he comes back to see my best." Sakurai Xiaomu said softly.
Her head and hands were retracted into the Yunxia-like kimono, like a giant tortoise retracted into the carapace. The collar and big sleeves collapsed, but the lower part of the twelve sheets swelled violently. Yunxia-like colored clothes were scattered and scattered, and the grayish-gray evil spirits appeared as if they had broken the cocoon.
She stretched out her sharp claws and rushed towards Chu Mo, making a sharp roar.
"This way you have to go."
Chu Mo ridiculed that Sakurai Xiaomu, who turned into a monster, had improved a lot in terms of speed and power. The sharp claws are like zombies in ghost films. After Chu Mo hides sideways.
The long knife in his hand turned lightly and accurately sent the blade into her heart.
Sakurai Xiaomu stumbled back a few steps, barely standing firm.
"What a pity, just like moths fighting fire, do you think drugs can kill me?" Chu Mo shook his head happily. He was already draining water, but he ended the fight with a knife. , Even if you are a short dragon, you will definitely die. "
"You should kick another foot on the handle."
Sakurai Xiaomu smiled, but at the moment, her face was covered with bone spurs and bumps, and her body was covered with green scales. This smile was terrible.
She swiftly reached out to hold the handle of the knife and pulled it straight out, carrying scarlet blood. Then she rushed to Chu Mo without hesitation. She has run out of time and should be cherished as much as possible.
"Woo ~ woo ~ woo ~"
Daoguang crossed the air, and Chu Mo dodged each blow with ease.
Sakurai Kogami's sword technique is based on the violent Satsuma show. The most important mystery is just a vertical split with a knife over the top. She seized an opportunity and violently broke up, slashing towards Chu Mo.
After the dragon's strong power, she jumped a dozen meters high!
"Hey ... Forget it, who made me a soft-hearted man." Chu Mo self-assessed that the golden pupil in his eyes was burning, already the pressure of the Dragon King level. The long knife fell, and Chu Mo did not shy away.
Raising his hand grabbed the blade, but there was no injury.
Chu Mo has only exposed the ability of the flame part in the power of Qingtong and the King of Fire, but in fact, if he wants, no metal can hurt him except the alchemy weapon.
Yan Ling · arson, Yan Ling · Yu Ling.
The first word spirit has the ability to manipulate flames. The second word spirit can kill metal and inject fire spirit into metal.
The Bliss Pavilion is burning at the moment, all the flames seem to have life at once, and they come in the direction of Chu Mo autonomously. From a distance, like a fire dragon, he immediately wrapped up Sakurai Xiaomu.
The blade that Chu Mo held was suddenly dimmed. The knife seemed to melt away from Sakurai Xiaomu's control.
Then at the next moment, the silver liquid was automatically made into a long knife, but it pierced into the heart of Sakurai Komu again.
"This is what you taught me."
Chu Mo smiled faintly and kicked the knife handle without hesitation. The long knife penetrated Sakurai's body instantly. There was an extra hole in his chest, bathed in flames.
Sakurai Xiaomu had a miserable smile on his cheek and fell to the ground violently.
"Why bother?"
Xia Mi raised her eyebrows. If Chu Mo wanted to kill him, a few tricks would suffice. He didn't need to use Yan Ling.
"Since there is an audience, you have to be attentive. It's not good to cope too much." Chu Mo glanced at the top of the mountain in the distance and waved in that direction.
"Do you feel someone?" Xia Mi asked incredulously. This is at least a kilometer away. What kind of speech spirit has such a long detection range?
"No, guess." Chu Mo smiled slightly.
Xia Mi couldn't help rolling her eyes again, "So you deliberately used two spirits of speech, bronze and fire at the same time, and exposed yourself to the authority of the bronze and fire king."
"Still you understand me. Go back, pitifully we won the billions of dollars, all burned by the fire ..." Chu Mo stretched out and said.
In the night sky, there was a light rain suddenly, like a mourning.
When Chu Mo and Xia Mi returned to the hotel, it was almost dawn. Lu Mingfei's three living treasures got up early in the morning, but today is the day of the Dragon Slaughter, they naturally have to prepare for the battle with all their strength.
Just after having breakfast, everyone ’s car stopped at the door of the hotel, and the three of them could n’t wait to get on the bus and left, like an impatient bride.
"You're fooling the three of them like this, isn't it good."
Xia Mi stood in front of the French window and asked.
"It's a fool there, but we have a cooperative relationship with Kassel Academy. They are a group. They are just pioneers. Is it not good for us to sit in the Chinese army and command the Quartet?" Chu Mo answered with a smile, slowly playing A yawn.
Because he came back too late, he and Xia Mi had a breakfast by the way.
A black Lexus car passed through the streets of Tokyo. After a night of rain, the air in Tokyo was fresh and slightly smelled of seaweed. Chu Zihang turned his head to see Lu Mingfei also looking at the scenery outside the car window, and his pupils showed a steady stream of traffic.
"For the first time to participate in SSS-level missions, it is normal to be nervous. This is also the first time I have received such a high-level mission. I have only participated in S-levels before." Chu Zihang said with consolation.
Then he responded with Lu Mingfei's sullen expression. In fact, he was admiring the Japanese girl's calf.
The car stopped. The girl in the black suit pulled the door of the car and bowed deeply against the trouser line with her hands: "Welcome the head of the department to visit the Japanese branch."
Caesar was full of confidence, Chu Zihang looked serious, and Lu Mingfei prayed that the boss would not pit himself. The three thought about each other and walked into the black skyscraper.
In the elegant gray buildings, such a building surrounded by iron black glass curtain walls looks very abrupt. It is like a black iron monument, suggesting the strength of the institutions that live in it.
At this time, Chu Mo was already sleeping in bed.
In the private room on the top floor of Genji Heavy Industries, representatives of Kassel Academy arrived immediately, and everyone was preparing for the meeting to be held. Juzheng Zong locked the door and looked at the document. There was a video inside.
It was the fighting scene in front of the Bliss Hall last night.
Orange Zhengzong narrowed his eyes. There were more and more cards in his hand. The sudden appearance of Chu Mo solved his biggest trouble, Anger, but the threat was not lower than Anger.
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