The first string ghosts of the twelfth ghost month had a high concentration of the blood of the ghost king.
Tong Mo was ranked second on the first row, and his strength was only second to the first, Black Death Mou.
In fact, he felt that Black Death Mou was only a little powerful. If they fought, it would depend on his mood.
Although Tong Mo looked cynical, he was actually very careful and cunning. He was used to collecting information about his enemies in battle.
Yuan Ye's healing speed was too terrifying. Tong Mo knew very well that he would never be able to reach this level.
The faster the wound healed, the stronger the ghost was.
He was clearly just a little brat with a bad mouth!
Was he pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?
Was he a new force nurtured by the Ghost King to replace the bow?
No, perhaps he had awakened some kind of strange Blood Ghost Technique that could allow him to recover from his injuries quickly…
Tong Mo was bewildered and temporarily stopped attacking.
However, Yuan Ye was even more shocked than him.
The self-healing ability given by the reincarnation system was activated, which meant that Tong Mo's Blood Ghost Spell had broken the attribute that physical attacks were ineffective against.
So, in layman's terms, was his move considered a magic attack?
Yuan Ye was shocked." Fraud, you're quite capable. You actually injured me!”
Wounded?
Where did the injury come from?
You're back to full health!!!
Tong Mo felt that he was being ridiculed. His face darkened, and he narrowed his eyes without saying anything.
He finally got serious, and the words carved on his eyeballs appeared clearly.
It was no longer a matter of food. As the second of the twelve ghost moons, it was time to maintain dignity and pride.
Yuan Ye and Tong Mo confronted each other, and he was speechless when he saw You Ji still holding the door in a daze.
Faint!
What was wrong with this girl? So dumb?
He said coldly to her," Why aren't you leaving? Are you courting death by staying behind?"
You Ji remembered Yuan Ye's warning. She held her breath and didn't dare to breathe. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she looked at the shamisen on the ground in fear.
Her zither was as important as a samurai's sword. How could she give it up so easily?
Oh, I'm about to suffocate!
Yuan Ye didn't understand. He didn't know that You Ji's thoughts were both simple and complicated. He only felt that she really didn't know what was good for her and was especially slow.
Still not leaving?
Did you hurt your foot?
What was she looking at?
Yuan Ye was frustrated. He followed You Ji's line of sight and finally noticed the instrument.
Ah...
Was it something?
One of the strings was broken, but the body of the zither was intact. As long as one string was reconnected, it would be restored to its original state.
Yuan Ye immediately picked up the shamisen and threw it at You Ji." Let's go!"”
You Ji caught the zither in a panic and bowed to Yuan Ye gratefully. Then, she turned around and left resolutely.
There was no point in staying. He would not be of any help at all and would only become a burden.
The moment she left, her eyes blurred with tears. Her tears kept flowing and spilled all over the place.
She prayed in her heart again and again. Harano-sama, you must win!
Tong Mo looked at this scene. After living for so long, for the first time, he had developed complex emotions that he had never experienced in human times.
There was anger, humiliation, and jealousy.
He let You Ji leave without chasing after her. Instead, he gave Yuan Ye a strange smile." Little brat, I didn't know that you were such a playboy. You cared so much about your food."”
As he spoke, a trace of anticipation and excitement appeared in his heart. He said," You're even rarer than those people with thin blood. As long as I absorb you, my strength will increase to another level! Perhaps even Black Death Mou isn't my match!”
"You caused me to break my principle of only eating women and not men! Seeing that you're so useful, I choose to forgive you! Rejoice that you are about to live forever with me!”
Yuan Ye was speechless.
Did he meet a lunatic?
Did he really think of himself as a sect master?
Yuan Ye narrowed his eyes and said impatiently," If you want to fight, then fight. You talk so much nonsense.”
Of course, if he didn't talk nonsense, how could he stall for time?
The icy wind that Tong Mo fanned out contained the poisonous ice crystals of the Blood Ghost Technique. Once inhaled, it would damage the body and cause harm.
Tong Mo smiled, feeling that victory was within his grasp.
After saying so much, he must have inhaled a lot.
External wounds could heal quickly, but what about the poison wounds in his body?
。。。。。。
F * ck! This little brat didn't show any signs of being injured at all!
Could it be that the Ice Blood Ghost Technique was really ineffective against him?
The corners of Tong Mo's mouth twitched unconsciously. Without waiting for Yuan Ye to continue mocking him, he waved the two fans in his hands at the same time, instantly creating two snake-like ice vines.
Beautiful ice crystal lotuses were wrapped around it, emitting waves of bone-piercing cold air. Any slight contact would cause frostbite and be bound by the ice vines. Even if he avoided it, he would have to consume a lot of stamina.
"Let's see how you deal with this move!"
The space was narrow, and Yuan Ye's field of vision was filled with ice crystals.
Tong Mo's moves were indeed gorgeous, with a thick aura of a charlatan. His fan dance was elegant and terrifying.
Sigh, he had seen the death line of the Blood Ghost Technique in the swamp space before, but now he could not see it again.
Why was this happening…
Yuan Ye fell into deep thought, as if he was scared silly, and did not dodge at all.
Boom!
The two ice vines hit him directly and wrapped around his body.
The ice lotus rooted itself in front of his chest and began to rapidly destroy his body's functions.
Tong Mo was not happy at all. Instead, he shouted angrily," Why didn't you draw your saber! Are you looking down on me?"
Yuan Ye lowered his head to look at the ice lotus on his chest and said indifferently," You are not worthy of me drawing my saber.”
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