Chapter 648 Devil (Thanks to the Leader of HZY2333

Found you~

Soft and joyful, like the game of hide and seek is over.

The blood-soaked evil spirit rose from the darkness, moved from behind to forward, raised his hands and put them on Chou's shoulders, and looked forward with his beautiful but terrifying face, studying her face.

Smile.

The dark pupils seemed to be filled with the essence of the abyss, with a ferocious light.

When being stared at by those eyes, all courage quickly collapsed, because there was endless darkness rising, swallowing everything.

Like oppression from the top of the food chain.

Under the gentle touch of those palms, all the power collapsed.

Chou froze in place, his lips pursed, and he felt that his whole body was stiffening rapidly, making it difficult to move.

You can only feel the hands on your shoulders slowly groping upwards, touching her skin and sweat bit by bit, from the neck up, gently stroking her cheeks, mouth, nose, and eyes. .

Explore the divisions of texture and bones.

Just like a barber preparing his work.

In the ear, Wen Xun asked.

"What is your name?"

The voice was neither majestic nor cold, just like a friendly greeting when a stranger met for the first time, and even introduced himself.

"My name is Motoko Oikawa, what's your name?"

May I have your name?

Such low words echoed in her consciousness and soul, like an iron hammer turning her brain, spreading waves of fear and pain, tearing apart her psychological defenses, forcing her to answer.

"……ugly."

The ninjas of the Earthly Dragons responded in a trembling voice.

"Ugly?" The gentle hands caressing her cheeks paused for a moment, and couldn't help complaining: "But it doesn't feel ugly. Is it a code name? Zi Chou Yin Mao... Niu? It's really inappropriate for women to use such a title. You're polite. How old are you?"

"Thirty, thirty-one..."

"He's older than me."

The gentle voice in her ear stroked her hair and asked curiously: "Have you ever had your hair done?"

"No."

"What about skin care?"

"I...I've learned a little on my own."

"It's a little too casual. The sunburn marks are very heavy and there are already crow's feet."

The devil-like voice sighed: "If you clean it up properly, you will become a kind and beautiful big sister."

She praised the enemy in front of her from the bottom of her heart, not out of pity or for other reasons, as if she didn't notice her fat weight.

Such sincere praise was like dew in a desperate situation. Even though he knew that it might just be a trick of the enemy, he still couldn't resist, and even couldn't help but... felt a hint of gratitude.

Is this the devil?

At that moment, she felt the coldness of the blade moving between her neck. Fatal death was so close that she couldn't help but hold her breath.

Close your eyes.

As a ninja who works for money, she had already expected this day to come, but for some reason, she, who had long been resigned to death, felt a little bit reluctant to give up.

Don't want to die.

Because I was praised and praised by others.

For the first time in my life, I was appreciated as a woman.

A stream of tears seeped out from the corners of her eyes, and she raised her head, waiting for the end to come. But the blade just wandered around her neck and ears, coming and going gently.

Until she opened her eyes, she saw the iron mirror slowly growing in front of her eyes.

Reflecting the tragic color of blood, the beautiful yet terrifying figure, and the stunned and stunned woman at the front.

It’s unimaginable that just by simply fixing your hair, you almost have a completely new look!

The round cheeks were still a little pale, and the long hair that was simply combed fell from the side of the ears, covering the scars on the cheeks. A finger stained with a hint of scarlet swiped across her lips, adding a bright color to the dull face.

"How is it? Doesn't it look more pleasing to the eye?"

Motoko Waizhi leaned over and put it next to her ear, smiling gently: "It seems that my craftsmanship is pretty good."

Her skills cannot be denied.

He couldn't deny that the smile in the mirror that he couldn't help but feel happy about was so familiar.

That is exactly herself!

I can't imagine why the non-ninja self in the mirror looks so beautiful and happy. I dare not imagine that such a possibility and future will exist.

"...Enough, enough."

Chou stared blankly at his face, raised his hands and covered his face, "Please don't torture me anymore!"

A dream that is destined to never come true. There is nothing more cruel in this world.

She closed her eyes in despair, not daring to look anymore.

"Kill me, Miss Huazhi... please kill me!"

"Perhaps I will, but not now -" Motoko Nori lowered her head and whispered softly in her ear: "There are still some things you haven't told me, right? Chou, things between us are not over yet. I want it now It would be too irresponsible to just leave..."

Along with the soft words, the coldness of despair emerged from his heart, freezing his soul inch by inch.

Coldness and ferociousness enveloped her.

Dominate the soul.

"where is this place?"

"...the secret ritual passed down by earth dragons from generation to generation, a man-made closed hell when encountering demons."

"Where's the target? Me? If you want to kill me, wouldn't it be too gentle to use something like this?"

"It's Satomi Maki. The employer spent a lot of money to kidnap her and make you work for him."

"Where is the employer?" Huai Shi asked, "Who is it?"

At this moment, a trace of hesitation appeared in Chou's heart, and the remaining persistence and principles of the ninja blocked the subconscious words that came out of his mouth.

But under the gaze of those calm eyes, all lies and concealments became meaningless.

She pursed her lips and forced out her voice: "I see something dirty inside."

For a moment, Huai Shi suddenly understood.

Now one of the candidates to become the head of the Satomi family,

At the same time, he is also the person in charge of the Tateyama Group, the largest real estate of the Satomi family, and a man who holds the financial power of the Satomi family. It has close ties with Luming Pavilion and Minerva Technology in Rome.

If it were him, it would indeed be possible to grasp Maki's whereabouts and hire elite ninjas to serve him.

However, the goal is to control herself through Maki?

Is it because he performed too dazzlingly in the Demon Slayer Competition, or is it because of the aftermath of his big scene in Nara the night before?

He sighed, lowered his head, stared at the ashen-faced ninja who was crying silently in the mirror, and patted her shoulders gently with both hands.

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault...it's just because I used despicable methods."

Behind her ears were the tiny scars made by the Blade of Resentment and the Spear of Compassion.

He has planted an irresistible poison for his prey. Under the entanglement of resentment and the eight sufferings in the world, he can't help but yearn for relief. To be able to persist for such a long time is already a mind as strong as iron.

When the interrogation came to an end, the nightmare finally faded away.

"Is it finally... over?"

Chou muttered dully, looked at the broken iron mirror in front of him, and the torn face in the mirror, and smiled sadly.

The moment she said her employer's name, both this nightmare and the ninja career she had devoted her whole life to had come to an end.

But in the end, there are things you can accomplish as a ninja.

At that moment, the courage that finally sprouted ignited the ashes in her soul, causing her limbs to suddenly pop back like a snake, and tightly hugged the figure who was close at hand.

Immediately afterwards, the obese body began to expand rapidly. Following the secret ritual engraved in the bones, all fat is rapidly transformed into deadly grease and even more deadly... nitroglycerin!

The friction of flint between the upper and lower molars injected sparks into death, igniting everything.

She closed her eyes and said goodbye to the enemy behind her.

"Thank you, Miss Huai Zhi."

The terrifying fire broke out in an instant, and the dazzling light engulfed everything. When the blazing high temperature and air waves swept across, the entire haunted house suddenly shook. The chaotic air pressure triggered a hurricane, breaking through the interference of layers of secret rituals, and conveyed the news of Chou's death to the ears of every companion.

At the same time, it also caused the Earth Dragons to freeze in place.

In less than three minutes, Chou, the best at attrition warfare among them, was actually dead? And he was forced to use such a brutal method to give them the final reminder.

In the core of the secret ritual of Encountering Demons, the old 'zi' slowly raised his head, staring in astonishment at the darkness that was rapidly spreading and even the host himself could not see through it.

And the slender figure slowly emerged from the burning morgue.

That pretty face was unscathed.

Still wearing a chilling smile.

As if aware of his whereabouts, the corners of her mouth were raised in a gentle smile.

"Plan failed——"

At this moment, Zi made the most correct decision in his life, shouting with all his strength: "I will stop the enemy and everyone will retreat!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The instant shadow shuttle broke through the shackles of ugliness and escaped the fatal impact caused by the explosion of hundreds of kilograms of nitroglycerin. Motoko Waikiki calmly walked out of the sea of ​​​​fire.

As the woman moved forward, everyone felt that the billowing darkness that could not be detected by the naked eye spread from her body, sweeping violently in all directions.

"Man-made hell?"

Huai Shi sighed softly: "Isn't it still too small?"

At that moment, the darkness of the Bone Sanctuary unfolded violently, infiltrating and invading the secret ritual of Encountering Demons from the inside out. The terrifying shadow that merged with the remains of the ruler spread pervasively.

Turning against the guest, it instantly eroded the entire secret ritual, and even relied on the power of the secret ritual to break through the limitations of its own scale, completely eroding and controlling this miniature hell.

Turn everything in this secret ceremony into your own temple.

Temple of the Dead.

Now, everything in the entire haunted house has fallen into Huai Shi's control.

Although he couldn't use the Hammer of Pain to fit the style of painting at this moment, there is no doubt that he has become the master of this dark hell.

Within the scope allowed by this paradise, in this haunted house, the disaster and essence from hell materialized from the darkness.

In this way, Huai Shi smiled and offered blessings and greetings to all tourists.

"——Welcome to the Evil Spirit Castle."

In fact, the original title of this chapter should have been ‘Bad Woman’ (Looking to the Sky