Shir looked at Jabba, who was lying in the rubble, completely losing control of his body, and smashed his mouth a few times.

I thought to myself.

"Okay, you Jaba, it's not good for you to offend anyone, you offend this killer to play, he's okay with Gojo Satoru, it's not bad to come to the door and beat you rats. "

"Now you dare to take the initiative to send it to the door to find death. "

Shir glanced at Jabba with pity.

Although he didn't know what Ryuichi had done to the poor guy.

But the ability to perceive mana that borders on perversion.

Let Shier understand that at this moment, Jabba is in a situation where life is worse than death.

Although I don't understand the specific situation, according to Shier's understanding of Ryuichi.

I'm afraid this guy's fate is a hundred times worse than those three unlucky guys.

Ryuichi didn't give Jabba a second look.

Instead, he leaned back in the boss's chair a little lazily.

Unhurriedly, he stretched out a hand.

on the palm of the hand.

A cloud of black qi slowly condensed, with a bit of creepy power.

Constantly hovering in Ryuichi's hands.

A certain mysterious and mysterious aura emanated from Long Yi's body.

At this moment, Long Yi is like a demon god in hell.

His eyes were cold and there was no emotion.

The corners of the mouth are upward, with a bit of solitary height.

Between the sword eyebrows.

The pitch-black power in his hand exploded instantly.

Rub and rub!!

The power exploded into puffs of black smoke that continued to overflow.

In mid-air, it slowly condensed into three chains that were extremely black.

Boom la la la!!

The three chains were like poisonous snakes, quickly moving through the void.

It was as if in the endless nothingness, there was something, constantly pulled by the three chains.

Click!!

Finally!

The chains seem to have finally found their purpose.

Quick locking.

The aura on the dragon's body exploded even more suddenly.

With the roar of chains.

In Shier's stunned expression.

A familiar figure appeared in the eyes of the two.

The body is empty and transparent, and the numbness on the face is like a puppet.

The short body and ugly face are the old ghost who steals people's blood.

He was bound by three black chains.

Like a prisoner.

Weakly knelt down in front of Long Yi.

A translucent body that exudes a faint chill.

Seeing such a strange scene, even the well-informed Shier couldn't help but be stunned.

A guy who was killed by his own hands, a guy whose head fell to the ground.

actually appeared in front of his eyes completely.

All of this made Shil feel a little unreal.

The spirit can be restrained and all the souls in the world can be forgiven.

As long as Long Yi is willing, even if these guys die, their souls will be pulled out of the endless void again.

There is no peace in death.

The soul of the detained spirit will lose its sense of self and become a puppet who only obeys Ryuichi's orders.

Of course, Long Yi also felt that once the detention spirit was consummated, he should be able to completely pull out the soul from the void.

But in this case, this is enough.

"Who sent you?"

Hearing Ryuichi's question, the old ghost who has completely lost his sense of self.

He did not hesitate to betray his employer.

"Rukawa family. "

"Rukawa family?" Ryuichi repeated the old ghost's words, vaguely impressing on this family.

Then I suddenly remembered the guy who made a lot of nonsense in the pre-imperial competition.

"I see. "

Long Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, since it was that family, it was understandable.

After all, there was only one death in the entire imperial competition, and that was the poor guy from the Rukawa family who had his head cut off by Ryuichi.

In the family, it can be said that it takes a lot of resources to cultivate a spellmaster who can take a shot.

Not all families are the three families, and not everyone can play the rules of the game.

The royal competition, life or death.

This rule, which was put forward early, could not stop the Rukawa family's determination to take revenge.

Among the younger generation of Rukawa, there are only five children with the talent of a sorcerer.

Among them, there is only one person who has inherited the family tradition.

It can be said that the current Liuchuan family, the younger generation, has broken the inheritance.

Liuchuan, who was originally a second-rate family, was completely reduced to a third-rate family after this incident.

If it weren't for the strength of the older generation, even the qualifications of the family would not have been recognized.

All the anger of the family was piled up on Ryuichi's body.

On the surface, they didn't dare to do it, so they secretly mobilized a lot of money to hire a curse master to assassinate Ryuichi.

However, the people of the Liuchuan family played a trick and infinitely weakened Long Yi's strength, making this group of arrogant guys even more lawless think that Long Yi was a deception and a thief.

Da-da-da-da!

"Rumor~" Long Yi's voice became a little cold, and his fingers kept tapping on the table.

There was a crisp sound.

"Am I too quiet to be approached by all this trouble?"

It was as if he was asking himself, and he was asking Shier.

Sil pulled a chair and sat down on it.

He pressed his chin against the back of his chair and looked at his boss with a serious expression.

"The Rukawa family is also a well-known family in Fuso, if you do something to them, I'm afraid those old guys will not sit idly by. "

"Are you scared?"

Long Yi glanced at Shi'er playfully, his face was illuminated by the faint light outside the window, and there seemed to be a haze on his flawless face.

"Hahaha!!I'm afraid this word is never in my dictionary. "

Zen Temple. The Chosen Tyrant was originally a lawless man.

Mo said that he was a small Liuchuan family, even if it was the Yusan family, he had carried out assassination missions more than once.

"I'm a person who hates trouble, and I hate people who cause me trouble. "

"The best way to deal with trouble is to wipe out the party who is causing trouble. "

"If those old guys want to stop me, then get ready, do it..."

"I am ready to be cleaned!!

The killing intent that was almost substantial seemed to be condensed into a blood dance, constantly emerging in mid-air.

It was as if for a moment, pulling the world into a hell surrounded by fear and darkness.

The moon-white eyes were gradually replaced by scarlet.

It was as if a blood moon had quietly risen.

Ryuichi had his trademark smile on his face.

That.

From hell.

The Demon Sovereign's...

Death Smile!!

Scold!!

Then, a fresh breeze blew slowly.

The two people in the room had disappeared without a trace.

Only the ground was left in shambles.

and the soul of the old ghost who is bound by chains.

Click!

As Ryuichi left, the chains contracted rapidly.

The old ghost's soul is constantly twisting and deforming in it.

In the end, it was like an illusory bubble.

Completely dissipated in Sumeru.

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