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Chapter 22 The final calculation of the ghosts

The forest on the edge of the leaves was strangely dark in the twilight. Jing Yin carried two scrolls on her back slowly approaching the ghost man who was almost sunk in the darkness with the two dark parts.

Jing Yin looked at the man in front of him silently. He could not find any familiarity on his unchanged face. He slowly took off the scroll on his back and threw it away at Zabuzhou. Inadvertently met the pale yellow eyes. The temperature that had fluctuated for the little girl was dried up by a kind of pale swallowing...

Aibu Wuzhan reached out to grab the scroll that was thrown over, and the faint smile under the hat did not change at all. A gentle greeting sounded softly: "Long time no see, silent..."

Looking at the perfect and strangely distorted smile, Jingyin showed a reluctant smile and said with a stuttering stutter: "Then, that is not the time to reminisce about the past, if you can, the agreed information..."

After Wushou, he slowly lifted the scroll, pulled open the sleeve of his left arm, and his slightly silvery arms twitched strangely under the moonlight, and his skin slowly cracked. A pale crow poked out his head, slowly spread his wings and flew into the sky, soared for a circle and then stopped on his silent shoulders...

Jing Yin, who had just turned around, looked forward, only the faint black shadow disappeared deep in the forest, and the slightly hoarse voice was slowly surrounding his ears: "It will guide the direction..."

Country of Wat, Villa Cardo...

"Bangbang..."

Bai slowly walked to open the door. Seeing Mingtou's figure, he couldn't help but be stunned. Except for Shuinaikui, few people looked for him. A habitual smile appeared on his face and asked softly: "Is there anything wrong, Mingtou?"

The one-eyed eyes exposed under the forehead of Mingtou hesitated slightly, his lips under the mask squirmed slightly and said, "It's about not killing the master again..."

Bai Weiwei was stunned, his flashing eyes slightly darkened, and he asked softly: "Is there anything wrong with not killing Lord?"

Mingtou slowly pulled his sleeve on his shirt, and only the dried marks left on his arm were left. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "The curse that Lord No longer kills in the Kingdom of Snow has disappeared. Although the subordinates should not say that Lord No longer kills, it's just that everyone doesn't know. You still don't understand, Taodi Bai?"

Bai trembled slightly, and Guan Yu's surname faded away at some point. Did he not notice it or did he not want to notice it for a long time? The bitter taste was chewing on the corners of the pale pink lips, and a slightly hoarse voice struggled from his throat: "What if you understand, Ming Tou?"

Mingtou slowly lowered his head, and the bright room fell silent. Mingtou slowly raised his head, shaking the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "We will all die, no, maybe, you won't..."

"Cruff——" The door that was not completely closed was gently pushed open, the ice-blue kimono, and the cat-like eyes slightly raised a wisp of grief as if it was about to be abandoned by the owner, and the cold words sounded unrestrainedly: "It's probably that's it..."

Mingtou looked at Shuinaikui behind him with a little alert. Shuinaikui pushed away Mingtou in front of him without any concern, threw himself on Bai Jian's bed, and said softly: "To a certain extent, the most perfect Lord No Slay is perhaps the most perfect Lord No Slay. Rather than saying that it is an evolution of consciousness, which has closed all imperfect emotions and transcends the human category..."

Ming Tou gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and a slightly hoarse voice slowly said: "Everything I have given me by Lord No Slaying. It's nothing to pay my life to Lord No Slaying, but when will my stupid brother mature..."

Ming Tou reached out and rubbed his unrepaired hair, and said slowly: "When Lord Bing Wuzhan was in the Snow Country, the dark teeth that I was pursuing, Huangquanjin, had already been informed, but he never mentioned it again. Maybe this time I went to Konoha and Lord Bing Wuzhan, I would get the half-handled artifact. But if I guessed it wrong, Lord Bing Wuzhan would seal it to a place we can't touch, instead of using it..."

"Well~~~" Shui Naiki stretched lazily, stroked her long hair that was hanging down to her chest, and said lightly: "Since you know everything, what else can you mention?"

Mingtou slowly lowered his left hand that was inserted between the broken hair and said silently: "It's nothing, I just don't believe that if you don't kill Lord again, it's not just that if you don't kill Lord again..."

Mingtou slowly turned around and disappeared at the corner of the door...

Minaki looked at Bai who was bowing his head and silently asked softly, as if he was asking Bai and himself, "Don't you try..."

Bai pursed his lips, shook his head gently, and slowly picked up the cold faceless mask on the edge of the bed. The mask slowly covered his delicate bare face. Cold words slowly came from under the mask: "As long as I can be brought by my side as a tool by the Lord Wushou, it is enough..."

The plain words did not complain at all, and like the legendary snow girl, I frozen the person I loved the most and stayed with her in the cave. The snow girl who was just astrayed under the mask frozen the "dead" herself...

Shuinaikui silently watched Bai's figure disappear with the sound of "stepping" clogs, and slowly lowered his head and asked himself softly: "What are you, Shuinaikui?"

The ice-blue cat curled up gently on the simple bed of the Snow Girl. I don’t know if it was the residual white breath or the warmth in my heart, some cats were so cold that they didn’t like it…

The young man in white who was slowly calculating his gossip in the forest slowly rolled his eyes, and the collapsed blood vessels faded from the corners of his eyes, murmured softly: "Is this your choice? Bai..."

Yetou, who was standing beside him, was playing with the Khun in his hand and asked softly: "Hey, Ningji, what's going on?"

Neji turned sideways slightly, avoiding the kunai thrown towards him, a light smile appeared on the corner of Neji's mouth, and the cold words were dotted with a proud voice gently: "Don't just die casually, the tail of the crane..."

Yetou reached out and touched the curse behind his neck, and hummed and said, "I have almost mastered the state 2, and I may not be able to beat you by then..."

"Is that..." A wisp of coldness approached Yetou's throat. Mingtou's slightly hoarse voice slowly sounded behind Yetou. Mingtou ignored his younger brother who was sweating profusely, looked at Ningji silently, and said lightly: "I can't hide it from you, Ningji..."

Neji slowly put away Baguazhang and walked slowly towards the villa. A slightly cold voice rang in the forest: "Don't be so smart next time, Ming..."

He slowly put away the Kuwu that was crossing his younger brother's throat, and an arc curled up on the corner of his mouth under the mask of Mingtou. If he didn't kill the Lord, everyone noticed it, or pretended not to know, or could only know, but there was always someone who stood up to expose it.

The forest outside the Konoha was not far away from Konoha was stagnant. The dark shadow barrier was supported under the broken moon. The two long scrolls slowly spread out. The Konohaha gently bit his thumb and shouted: "Explanation..."

Kakudu's corpse and a mound of more than ten cubic meters appeared in the barrier constructed by Shadow Barrier. The breath of creatures came out of the mound. If he didn't cut off his eyebrows slightly, he would still walk to Kakudu's corpse silently. Perhaps it was because of Konoha's secret technique. Perhaps it was because Kakudu's own resentment, and Kakudu's body showed no sign of decay.

With his hands slowly formed seals and approached the ground, Kakudu's body slowly sank into the ground, and the pale under his eyes burned slightly without slashing. Although he was not good at earth escape, with enough chakra, it was still no problem to sink Kakudu's body into the depths of hundreds of meters deep. Pieces of shadows were condensed in Kakudu's body, as if a black crystal coffin surrounded the ninjas who had fought against Konoha's first generation. Death in the siege of that level ninja is not the most suitable ending for you, haha...

The black pupils appeared slightly in the pale eyes, and if they were not cut off, they silently unbuttoned a scroll. The banknotes of the Kingdom of Fire were flying in the air, and the pale flames burned the flying banknotes, just like the black in the pale eyes burned to pieces...

The fireworks slowly extinguished in the air, and some sparks surrounded by the gray flakes bit by bit. The fireworks slowly spread out their hands, as if they were embracing the whole world, their eyes slowly closed, and a perfect smile appeared on their slightly gloomy face, and the black world slowly descended...

"Tread..."

‘No Slash’ climbed the towering snow peaks without any hurry. On the frozen throne, Zabuzhan, who held the scepter, was still sleeping. He stood silently in front of the throne, looking at the face that was exactly the same as himself, the smile blooming on the corner of his mouth became more perfect, and his calm words were full of divine nature: “From now on, I will be the master’s personality, Taodi·No Slash…”

"No more slashing" slowly stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the scepter in the hand of "No more slashing". As long as there is enough time, the memory of "No more slashing" will be shattered. If no more slashing, it will become like "No more slashing" resurrected in the urban hunter world, but it will be erased and everything you want to erase...

"Puchi——"

The blood of blood was lost from the body, the picture in front of me was completely broken, and a red cut-off sickle penetrated straight into the chest that could not be cut...

‘No more kill’ looked at the ghost biting the broken sickle in front of him and couldn’t help asking, “Why, why?”

The pale chains fell off the ghost's body and slowly linked to the bloody red sickle blade. A wisp of them floated up on the face of "not slashing again". I didn't expect myself. No, what I should know, the happiness I could give myself is to kill myself and not slash again...
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