She is the owner of this building. At this moment, the paradise behind her has turned into ashes, and the flames in the sky are swaying. She looks at Chu Mo and Xia Mi indifferently.

Xia Mi took a step forward and wanted to kill the last woman. But Chu Mo stopped him. He was actually just here to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, Masato Sect couldn't stand the loneliness. The test of Inuyama Ka's only was not enough, and he had to pay for a paradise.

And the "Ryuma" of the fierce ghosts! Sakurai Komu is the most powerful person in the face of the fierce ghosts, and his title is Ryuma. As for Gen Chinomiya, the ultimate kill against Gen Chinomiya will naturally not be exposed.

"What a big deal." Chu Mo sighed. The Jile Hall is the source of economic resources for the fierce ghosts. Without it, the power of the fierce ghosts would be much worse than before. It is not enough to compete with everyone in Yaqi.

After more than ten years of operation, Jushimasato was able to maintain this balance. Unexpectedly, he broke it with his own hands, just to test him.

Masatori Shinori didn't trust Inuyama Ka. I guess all the information about this battle would be recorded and handed over to him.

"What kind of work?" Xia Mi asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, I'm just sighing at someone's courage." Chu Mo said lightly, which shows that Jushima Sect has not planned to make a gamble, if Chu Mo's strength exceeds his expectations.

Will this old man with a rotten wood endure for another ten years? Will he re-operate a fierce ghost?

"I am tired and tired and my hairpin is a proof. The emperor personally gave it to me in the past;

Don’t remember the charm and talk about repaying him, and meet him for a moment;

The worries of returning the hairpin are given to Linqiong, three thousand weak waters are east, and the clouds are red again;

The moon shadow has long melted away, and there are many ways to go;

The future is lost, and I look back on the empty scene."

Suddenly, a gentle and charming song sounded, singing "Yang Guifei". Sakurai Xiaomu danced gracefully, with sadness in his voice, as beautiful as a scroll.

Behind him is a mountain of fire and in front of him is an enemy. In this case, this woman still has the intention to sing and dance?

Xia Mi's face looked strange and she looked at Chu Mo in confusion.

"Why don't I let her kill her? Is she very strong? I'm Yemenggard."

"No, she is definitely not your opponent. But I have to have a basic demeanor to treat ladies. Don't you think women are a glass of wine and need to taste it slowly?" Chu Mo quipped, quietly admiring the scroll.

"cut……"

Xia Mi rolled her eyes and said in her heart. You never said that when you pinched my throat at the subway station.

The song is finished.

Chu Mo clapped his hands, and Sakurai Komu bowed slightly, "Thank you."

"It's very beautiful. If you go to be a star, you will definitely be very popular." Chu Mo sighed.

"You are the dragon slayer, Mr. Chu Mo? I didn't expect that the small paradise will welcome you, the living Buddha. Here, the manager of the paradise, Ryuma, Sakuri Komu." Sakuri Komu's smile became sweet and commercial, and he said sweetly.

"The King General and the Dragon King are not here, are you the only ones left? It's so cruel." Chu Mo shook his head and tore up a 'painting' with his own hands. He has done this kind of thing many times, but every time it is a pity.

"Mr. Chu Mo must be thinking now, how can such a young girl climb to such a high position among the fierce ghosts? It should be someone's mistress, right?" Sakurai Komu smiled, "I guess right?"

"Sorry, you guessed it wrong." Chu Mo shrugged, "The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous it is, isn't it? For example, the one next to me, she can take the whole Tokyo to bury her."

Xia Mi glared at Chu Mo, "You flirt with girls, can you not bring me with you?"

Sakurai Komu was stunned for a moment, and smiled and joked: "I really envy your relationship. Mr. Chu Mo is really good at joking. I thought you would ask me about the King General and the Dragon King."

"No need, I'm not very interested in what I already know." Chu Mo smiled, flames burned in his pupils, and the golden pupils became the most dazzling light in the night.

Sakurai Komu was obviously panicked, but he recovered quickly.

"This kind of cliché is so old-fashioned."

"Guess, what I said is true or not..." Chu Mo opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to spit out something, but he did not make a sound.

But Sakurai Xiaomu's pupils shrank, and she could see that it was the word "Orange"!

"Clang!"

Sakurai Komu was holding a white-shewn wooden knife in his hand, but it didn't look like a decoration of this dress. At this moment, she decisively drew the knife, looking very heroic, like a female general.

Golden eyes lit up in Sakurai's eyes. The members of the fierce ghosts are all "ghosts"! What is a ghost? It is a guy with more than 50% of the dragon clan's bloodline and who will turn into Deadpool at any time.

Although it is dangerous, it also means that their bloodline concentration is much higher than that of ordinary mixed races, which is also a symbol of strength!

"Bang!"

Sakuri Xiaomu rushed towards Chu Mo, waved his sword and the sword light drew half an arc in the air. It seemed to have cut Chu Mo off one knife and two, but there was no feeling of touching the real thing.

That's the afterimage!

"Ding~"

The field of time zero was not closed. Before Sakurai could even react to what happened, the long knife in his hand was taken away. One hand was placed on her wrist, and she twisted it gently and subdued her.

"At least respect your opponent, do you think you are stronger than Anges? Do you want to kill me now?" Chu Mo asked curiously. His figure appeared behind Sakurai Komu.

"You have to hold a glimmer of luck." Sakurai Komu smiled bitterly, his eyes gradually became like a farewell couple. He reached out to touch the cuffs of the kimono, but touched the air.

Sakurai's expression became a little wrong, and he quickly touched it again, his eyes showing panic.

"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 of it from the beginning." Sakurai's voice became desperate. Her final mission was completed in a mess. She planned to grit her teeth and commit suicide to avoid revealing any information.

"Hey... a gentleman, I won't force a beautiful lady to this point, I'll give you something back." Chu Mo let go of Sakuri Komu and threw the cup and wooden box to Sakuri Komu.

"But all I see is fun and enjoyment. You arrogant maniac."

Sakurai was filled with anger. The man in front of him was playing with her. He took out a dark purple potion from the wooden box with trembling hands and broke it and poured it into the cup. He bowed his hand and said to Chu Mo, "Mr. Jing!"

After saying that, Sakurai Komu decisively looked up to the sky and drank the medicine in his cup.

"Tsk tsk... Please, I'm very sad to see a beautiful painting destroyed, okay?" Chu Mo said lightly.

The purple-black bloodline crawled from Sakuri Komu's so white neck toward her face, like a group of thin snakes. The cup fell to the ground, Sakuri Komu raised his head, and tears slid across his twisted and deformed face. It was like an evil ghost awakening in her body, occupying her originally beautiful body.

"I must be ugly now... so I haven't made up my mind to take the last one and want to wait for him to come back to see my best side." Sakurai Komu said softly.

Her head and hands were retracted into the kimono like clouds, like a huge turtle retracted into the carapace. The collar and sleeves collapsed, but the lower part of the twelve singles swelled violently. The colorful clothes like clouds were shattered and scattered, and the blue-gray evil ghost seemed to break out of the cocoon.

She stretched out her sharp claws, rushed towards Chu Mo, and let out a sharp roar.

"This is how you can do it."

Chu Mo joked that Sakurai Xiaomu, who had become a monster, has increased his speed and strength a lot in terms of his speed and strength. His sharp claws are like zombies in ghost movies, and Chu Mo avoids them sideways.

The long knife in her hand turned gently and accurately sent the blade into her heart.

Sakurai Komu staggered back a few steps and barely stood firm.

"What a pity, it's like a moth flying into a fire. Do you think you can kill me by taking drugs?" Chu Mo shook his head in disappointment. He was already letting water, but he ended the battle with one knife. "The heart is pierced, and even if you have a short-term dragon transformation, you will definitely die."

"You should kick it in the hilt."

Sakurai Komu smiled, but at this moment her face was covered with bone spurs and bulges, and her body was covered with green scales. This smile was very hideous and terrifying.

She suddenly reached out to hold the hilt of the knife, pulled it out directly, carrying scarlet blood. Then she rushed towards Chu Mo without hesitation. She had no time left, so she should cherish it as much as possible.

"Swoosh~swoosh~swoosh~"

The sword light shook through the air, and Chu Mo easily dodged every strike.

The sword technique of Sakurai Komu learned was Satsuma, known for his violence. The most important secret is just a vertical slash that raised the knife and topped the top. She seized an opportunity, suddenly burst out, and slashed at Chu Mo with one knife.

The powerful force after Longhua made her jump more than ten meters high!

"Oh... Forget it, who made me a soft-hearted man?" Chu Mo commented himself. The golden eyes in his eyes were burning and burning, which was already a pressure of the Dragon King level. When the long sword fell, Chu Mo did not dodge or avoid it.

He raised his hand and grabbed the blade, but there was no injury.

Chu Mo has never exposed only the power of the flame part in the Qingpupil and the King of Fire, but in fact, if he wanted to, no metal could harm him except alchemy weapons.

Word Spirit·arrive, Word Spirit·hard the Spirit.

The first Yan Ling has the ability to manipulate flames. The second Yan Ling can kill metal and inject fire spirit into the metal.

The paradise was burning at this moment, and all the flames suddenly seemed to have life, rushing towards Chu Mo independently. From a distance, it was like a fire dragon, instantly wrapped around Sakurai Xiaomu.

The blade that Chu Mo held suddenly faded, and the knife seemed to melt and broke away from Sakurai's control.

Then the next moment, the silver liquid automatically turned into a long knife, but it pierced into Sakurai's heart again.

"This is what you taught me."

Chu Mo smiled faintly and kicked the handle of the knife without hesitation. The long sword instantly penetrated Sakuri Xiaomu's body. There was an empty hole in his chest, and his whole body was bathed with flames.

Sakurai Komu had a miserable smile on his cheek and fell to the ground suddenly.

"Why are you so troublesome?"

Xia Mi raised her eyebrows. If Chu Mo wanted to kill him, a few moves would be enough, and there was no need to use the Spirit of Word at all.

"Since there are audiences, you must be more careful. It's not good to deal with it." Chu Mo glanced at the top of the mountain in the distance and waved in that direction.

"Did you feel someone?" Xia Mi asked incrediblely. This is at least a thousand meters away. What spirit has such a far range of reconnaissance?

"No, guess." Chu Mo smiled slightly.

Xia Mi couldn't help rolling her eyes again, "So you used two kinds of spirits, bronze and fire at the same time, exposing the fact that you gained the authority of the King of Bronze and Fire."

"You better understand me. Go back, I'm sorry, the billion dollars we won were all burned by the fire..." Chu Mo stretched and said.
To be continued...