Ever Since I Contracted the Big Black Cat, This Money Fan! - Chapter 210

Relying on the hard backstage, Ilumi released his nature. Unexpectedly, after five minutes, Yoshihara’s Flower Street was smashed in half, and Yu Xingmi still did not appear.

Ilumi:…

Just like men and women in love generally appear in the behavior of lowering intelligence, when Ilumi calls Yu Xingmi crazy and Yu Xingmi is not in the service area, his first feeling is not “Xingmi is busy and very busy” , But “Did you have another cat”?

You have changed, Xing Mi.

Before you date, if I shed a little bit of blood, you feel so distressed that you rushed over all the way to slap the child. But after confirming the relationship, my fingers bleed so much, you froze for so long.

Have you changed your heart, Xing Mi.

In the past seven days of long-distance relationship, have you adopted a wild cat from outside? Is his hair (fur) softer than mine? Is his jinni (dried fish) richer than mine? Is his face value (blood) more noble than mine?

Or, do you prefer wild ones?

Sure enough, the ancestral training of beating the enemy guest was right. If you want a woman, you have to start as soon as possible. If the strength is weaker than you, just hold it back; if the strength is equal to you, cheat it back and raise it; the strength is stronger than you…Oh, Zu Xun doesn’t have this, he can only stalk and follow.

Otherwise, she will fall in love with other cats.

For example, at the moment, he is working hard to wind up, and there is the possibility of overturning at any time. She is free to soak wild cats, just listen to the new cats, but how can the old cats howl.

She doesn’t love him anymore, she has another cat.

Ilumi decided to set off immediately to kill his love rivals after fighting the twin ghosts. As a result, he started more and more fiercely!

Schrodinger’s rival in love:?

However, the truth is that Izu is located to the southwest of Yoshihara, and the northwest wind is blowing in Yoshihara tonight. The smell of blood spreading in different ways, and still separated from the three fields of Sagami, Kai and Suruga, Yu Xing Mi did not smell it ==

On the same night, she was standing in front of the stall selling squid and took a sip of the aroma of grilled squid: “Boss, here are ten skewers!”

As for the house cat’s grand summoning technique… eh, what is that, does it have anything to do with her?

Yu Xingmi walked slowly away holding the food, thinking that the small fan is available, and when he goes back, he will give the delivery room Shiki Yaoya a brush back.

I just don’t know if this trick can save you beans?

She drank some green plum wine and brought souvenirs to Ilumi.

Riding the evening breeze to carry the bright moon, speed up the pace and rush towards Yoshihara. Like a gust of wind across the mountains and forests, the high ponytail and Haori were surging in the air, and the earrings of Sun’s Breath fluttered, showing her joyful mood.

She suddenly found… She was happy to see Ilumi.

What would he say when he received a gift at this meeting?

It is a treasured place to hold a gift, and read with emotion: [Xingya, this is the gift I have received the most heartily! 】

I was still very disdainful on the surface, but in fact I read it happily: [Xing Mi, since you gave it, then I reluctantly accepted it. 】

Or hold the gift for a long time, and then pretend to say calmly: [Xingya, I have never received such a peaceful gift in twenty-four years. 】

Oh, I’m so happy when I think about it~~

Yu Xingmi’s footsteps are happier.

She drifted over Izu, swayed out of Sagami, rushed into the boundaries of the Musashi Plain, and walked towards the road to Yoshihara.

Then, there is no more…

She smelled a familiar smell of blood.

Pupils earthquake!

Yu Xingmi subconsciously grasped the Sunwheel Knife on his waist, and the big pony tail was shining red in the dark night.

The world seemed to be transparent in her eyes, and the details were vivid.

When her gaze stretched out, she saw the fleeing humans, the ruined Yoshihara, the flying eight-fold forging belt, and…Illumi’s ten fingers were dripping with blood.

He fought one against two without saying a word, not knowing how long he fought. The hem of the kimono was tattered, his sleeves were like a dog chewing, and his long hair was cut off.

He didn’t know where the clogs fell. He only jumped on the remaining roof while wearing a foot bag. Red and swollen arms, slash wounds on the shoulders, and bloodstains on the calves.

Yu Xingmi:…

The Sunwheel Knife suddenly came out of its sheath!

There was a burst of sound in the air, and she turned around to bring up a circle of flames, and the markings on her forehead were as red as a soldering iron: “The breath of the sun, the shape of one, the round dance!”

The revolving flame formed a full circle, and the knife fell with his hand to cut off eight frantically dancing ribbons. The cut surface was bloody, and in the next instant it was steamed to dryness at high temperature.

The breath of the day, the breath of the beginning. Yuanyi’s Sunwheel Knife is a rare red blade. For ghosts that have been hacked by his sword, their resurrection ability will continue to decline until they fall below zero.

“Huh—” Yu Xingmi let out a sigh of relief, and landed on the roof lightly.

She glanced at the twin ghosts, extremely cold.

Ilumi breathed a sigh of relief: “Star…”

Before she finished shouting her name, she heard the angry accusation from Fallen Ji on the opposite side: “Black Death Lord Mou! You! You actually… are still facing this woman!”

Yu Xingmi:…

Ilumi:…

“Why? We are the same kind, aren’t we?” Falling Ji Yuemo had his brain chopped too many times, and the visual center was not working well. “Are you going to betray Master Wu Miang?”

“Black Death Mou…sir?” Yu Xingmi said in a puzzled voice, “Me?”

She raised the Sunken Knife.

“Shut up! He’s not the Dark Death Mou!” The **** Taro’s scythe hooked to Fallen Ji and threw behind him, “Is your perception broken? Fallen Ji! Besides, he still holds the Sunwheel Sword!”

He yelled, “This man… doesn’t even look like a man…”

The breath is strange.

Whether it is a man or a male ghost, there is a light musky scent on his body. And women and female ghosts are inherently light scent.

Right now, the red-haired and ponytailed “man” has a scent of smelt, but after the oiran sweats, the musk on his body is getting more and more intense.

“He’s a ghost!” Fallen Ji roared back, “Of course the Dark Lord Mou is not a man!”

Black Death Mou is not a man!

Not a man!

Prostitute Taro:…

Yu Xingmi X Ilumi:…

“The’Black Death Mou’ you talk about looks very similar to me?” Yu Xingmi asked. If you are not mistaken, it should be Jiguo Yansheng, “Where is he?”

“No comment!” Fallen Ji’s ribbon was still dripping blood. She looked at the meat lump that kept squirming at the incision but couldn’t heal. Her face became ugly, “Brother, be careful not to be cut by him.”

“There is a problem with that knife…”

Without being too speculative, Yu Xingmi held the Sunwheel Knife and turned it around: “The Breath of the Sun·The Type of Two·Bi Luotian!”

She rushed to the **** Taro quickly, and the flame-wrapped blade swung a circular slash from below. One blow removed one of the prostitute Taro’s arm.

The scythe slammed to the ground and was dragged by the moon marrow spirit liquid to the distance.

Ilumi reminded: “Xing… Yuanyi, you can’t kill them by slaying them alone, you can try one size fits all.”

“Okay, Breath of the Sun·Sanzhi…Call you mad!” Yu Xingmi suddenly reacted. Why does she have to fight with a knife? What the **** is she fighting with a knife?

Isn’t she best at dismantling the mainland with her bare hands?

Letting a continental shock stand to kill ghosts with a knife is equivalent to holding a dragon’s head to chop chicken heads.

Yu Xingmi threw the knife to Ilumi, rolled up his sleeves and went up.

The prostitute Taro was overjoyed.

He didn’t know what kind of disease this human was guilty of, and even threw the knife when he was so cruel. But he was sure that as long as she dared to come over, he could shred her brain with a sickle.

Prostitute Taro: “Heh!”

With a light scream, with the greatest strength and fastest speed with one hand, he smashed Yu Xingmi’s head heavily with a scythe!

I thought that the next second was **** and bloody, but after the sickle and the brain were handed over, there was a long “bang” sound. It’s like a bell in a temple, like a wooden mallet hit by a mallet.

Long, long-lasting, turbulent, oh, there is an echo?

Prostitute Taro:…

Fallen Ji: =口=!

Ilumi: …Forget it, just get used to it.

Silence, silence is Yoshihara tonight.

The effect of force is mutual.

When I hit Yu Xingmi’s head with a sickle, an uncontrollable tremor spread along the sickle.

The **** Taro raised his sickle… Good fellow, the blade is missing. The missing shape is exactly the semicircle of a head.

This knife is scrapped.

The prostitute Taro was expressionless: “What kind of human are you?” More advanced than thin blood?

Yu Xingmi: “Iron Man.”

Prostitute Taro:…

So, among human beings who are more advanced than thin blood, are they called “iron blood”?

Yu Xingmi kicked the prostitute Taro, lifted his foot unsuspectingly, and slammed it to the ground on the side-appeared! Green cute’s famous stunt “repeated beating”!

After the tempering of Hisuo, Kulolo, Ilumi, and even the victims of all parties, Yu Xingmi’s repeated beating has been practiced by Yu Xingmi.

She not only fell out of strength and beauty, but also out of rhythm.

The prostitute Taro was unfortunately reduced to a piece of dough. Although the skin was intact, the flesh and blood underneath had been blurred. The ghost is self-reliant and has strong resilience, but now it only prolongs the time of torment.

Fallen Ji yelled, and bravely stepped forward to save her brother.

For some reason, this situation made Ilumi open the valve of memory, thinking of a few words he saw in the barrage of Saitama World a long, long time ago–

Come on! Big brother who drives the spaceship! The most powerful deep sea king! Come on!

Run! The little brother with hair like kelp! Run!

Ilumi:…

Although Xing Mi is his girlfriend, at this moment, his mood is strangely synchronized with the barrage audience. The young master could even imagine what would happen between the barrage if Yu Xingmi started the live broadcast.

# Come on! The little brother who plays with the sickle! Come on! #

#Run! The little sister playing with the ribbons! Run! #

“Cheer up! Little brother playing with sickles, little sister playing with silks, cheer up, the sun will come out soon! You will be free soon!”

I don’t know if it’s because of acting as a woman for a long time, Ilumi finds that she has a lot of worries recently. He had no troubles before, and now he has lost a lot of hair.

Is this what it’s like to be in love?

The young master calmly looked at Yu Xingmi, who was repeatedly beaten with a ghost in one hand, inexplicably worried: If Xingmi likes to play like this, do we have to have two children?

If the child doesn’t survive a fall, will there be more births?

If there are more births, um, milk powder diapers, warcraft meat paste electric shock equipment, torture equipment…

Ilumi felt a little pain: “Don’t fight, tie them up and sell them to the ghost named Wu Mian.”

Yu Xingmi:…

Prostitute Taro X Fallen Ji:…

Will Master Wu miserable spend money to redeem them?

no, I can not.

Before dawn, the ghost killing team finally rushed to Yoshihara.

At that time, they saw the scrapped Yoshihara, and their faces were white. I thought that the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the teammates had already been brutally beaten. Who knew that Yu Xingmi turned in a 100% faint answer sheet.

It seems that the fight was too hard, and the twin ghosts have already fainted at this moment.

After the ghost killing team finished collecting the blood of the winding ghost, there were only about five minutes left before sunrise. At this moment, Fallen Ji raised her face and stared at Ilumi fiercely: “I don’t understand!”

“I am not as ugly as you, and not inferior to you in temperament. Why does the black death Lord Mou favor you more than me?”

Not like it, just unwilling.

It is the jealousy and unwillingness of one woman facing another woman. The fight between them is not the “Black Death Mou” at all, but the victory symbolized by the “Black Death Mou”.

Ilumi was silent for a moment, and put his hand on the skirt of the kimono: “Maybe because… I’m a man?”

As he said, he stripped off the kimono, revealing the flat black vest and muscles underneath: “Why your black death Lord Mou favors a man, I am not very clear.”

Fallen Ji:…

At this moment, Fallen Ji’s expression was so brilliant that it was beyond words, but even if there were a thousand words to curse, it was too late.

The rising sun!

She also cursed: “Day…” That’s all.

The author has something to say: PS: No misfortune: Black Death Mou! Let’s go to sea and seek refuge in Central Continent! The island nation has been conquered by Yuanyi!

Black Death Mou: It’s Fate One!

No misfortune:…

Therefore, after traveling across the oceans to Zhongzhou with the boss, Shangxian 1, 2, 3 and the boss happened to catch up with the Taoist priest and descend the mountain ==

Taoist: I caught it!

Bald donkey: Super!

Dang: Leave me alone!