Konoha: Genocide Night? I Will Stand In The Sky!

523 Reverence Or Blasphemy?

The night is dark.

The lights in the second division team building were still bright.

Sui-Feng was sitting on a back chair in the office, holding a copied document in his hand, and the expression on his face flickered under the light. "I see, you are the young master of the Longguangyuan family?

Of course she knew about Ryuguin, the superior noble whose family was wiped out by the "Ghost of the Fist" decades ago.

This incident caused a great sensation in the aristocratic circle at that time, and the major aristocrats, like bloodthirsty wolves, divided up the remaining assets of the Ryuguin family.

I just didn't expect that the Ryukouin family actually still has a main line? But even if it is the main line of a superior noble, isn't the strength of that brat too exaggerated?

Sui-Feng recalled in his mind the image of the opponent controlling him with ease, and suddenly felt something strange in his ankle. Hot and itchy, this strange feeling spread to the whole body unconsciously.

hateful!

Sui-Feng blushed and threw the information in his hand on the table, taking a deep breath. Next time we meet, I will definitely make him look good!

Wu Yue didn't know at the moment that the girl's second division captain's heart was rippled because of him. He had now brought Ah Hui to Otherworld04 to join Liu Mengli and Liu Yuqi.

Over at Soul Society, the night is still shrouded and the sky is filled with stars, but the sky here is already clear and bright.

"Um, Miss Hui?" Walking on the road to the Ghost Controllers Conference, Liu Yuqi looked at Kato Megumi and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why are you wearing a pair of cotton gloves like this? It's still summer, right?"

"Well, it's because I caught an indescribable thing all night yesterday." Kato Kei's face remained calm and she said in an indifferent tone: "In order to prevent the material society from being contaminated by filth, I used these gloves to seal it."

Indescribable thing?!

Liu Mengli immediately turned her eyes to Wu Yue, her eyes indicating something. Liu Yuqi's expression was slightly confused, as if she understood but not completely.

The main reason is that Wu Yue's small body is too deceptive. Moreover, the "one night" achievement was so true that she couldn't believe it.

Even if she has never eaten it, Liu Yuqi has seen pigs running away. In more than ten years of living, she had never heard of anyone being able to persist for a whole night, so she subconsciously did not imagine that indescribable thing as a male trait.

"God is so indescribable, please apologize to me!" Wu Yue grabbed Hui Bao's tender waist. She originally wanted to grab her face, but the height was not high enough. "That is obviously a dark sacred sword, but there is no trace of contamination at all! And you obviously swallowed it yesterday!"

Swallowed?

A flash of light flashed in Liu Mengli's eyes, and the soul of Eight Trigrams burned brightly.

"The glorious saint did not hesitate to put herself in danger for the safety of the world, and used her own flesh and blood to seal the filth." Kato Megumi did not stop and allowed the other party to grab her. "Don't you think I'm great, Mr. Wu Yi?"

"You have changed, Hui Bao." Wu Yue changed from grabbing the opponent's waist to gently stroking it with her palms. She shook her head and sighed: "I didn't know you had this kind of shameless talent in the past. Where did Wen Jingjing Hui Bao go?"

"Purified by our dear Pope." Kato Megumi blinked and leaned next to Wu Yue. "It's an upgraded version now. Don't you like it, the Pope?"

The Pope?

Listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Yuqi looked at Wu Yue with a confused face. Could this boy have founded a certain church? He suddenly became mysterious!

So, how many secrets does he still have? Liu Yuqi asked secretly curiously...Ah! It hurts! Little Qiqi, let go!"

Liu Yuqi let go of her palm holding the other person's buttocks and rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, don't give people inner monologues without authorization!"

"Damn it, little Qiqi is such a white-eyed wolf!"

"You are the one who is causing trouble everywhere and you have no right to say such things!"

Several people were laughing and joking as they walked into the contestant hall of the Ghost Controllers Conference.

The lobby is very spacious and luxuriously decorated. There was a large three-dimensional screen placed right in front, and the scene playing on it was exactly the battle in the arena.

After the preliminary audition, all the remaining ghost masters have two skills.

The ability to control ghosts is also Wuhua Eight Gate, which is many times stronger than when Liu Yuqi first participated in the competition.

However, in Wu Yue's eyes, this level of fighting is still at the stage of novices pecking each other. He wasn't interested at all, so he focused on the two young men not far away who were talking in a low voice.

The one on the left has red hair and is about seventeen or eighteen years old; the one on the right has short hair, is about twenty years old, and has obvious tattoos on his neck and arms.

Just by looking at their appearance, these two guys could easily be labeled as "bad youths". But in fact, bad youths are just their disguise.

Wu Yue had already learned from the special conversation between the two of them that they were both members of the Hundred Ghost Sect. And they are not ordinary believers. The personal followers of the Ninth Shepherd belong to the real core members.

The two people seemed to be chatting side by side, but in fact the way they conveyed information was not superficial. They used their own ghost control to form some kind of soundproof barrier.

"That child is the one that the Seventh Shepherd is interested in. I think his name is Lin Wu Yue?" The red-haired young man glanced at Wu Yue and whispered 697: "According to the intelligence, he seems to have the ability to communicate with strange things. "

"Do you really believe this kind of thing?" The short-haired young man sneered and said, "The communication is weird? What era are we in now, and there are still people here talking about nonsense?"

"You mean..."

"The Seventh Shepherd has been very active recently, and the Fourth Shepherd seems to have been persuaded to side with her."

"Damn it, do even evil cults have intrigues?" The red-haired young man looked confused.

"Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. You are still too young." The short-haired young man sighed and said quietly: "Our boss is a complete leader, don't take the wrong path.

The latter sentence is obviously meant to indicate something. It can be said to be a knock or a point.

The red-haired young man heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words and quickly expressed his stance. "Of course I know, Brother Yang! Like the boss, I am a staunch leader! I even dreamed that I was kissing the leader's toes several times at night, and I could even clear the dead skin on the leader's feet. See!"

puff.

Wu Yue almost squirted, what a disgusting fetish.

The short-haired young man also had a complicated face. For a moment, he didn't know whether the guy in front of him was regarded as reverence or blasphemy. .