The Reincarnation of the Uchiha Family - Chapter 122
Chapter 122: How poor, brother!
Chapter 122: How poor, brother!
Relying on the stronger spiritual power, the transparent world with a broader range of mirrors has seen the appearance of the black death recovery.
In the original time and space, Hei Dead Mu saw his current appearance through the reflection of the blade, and was ugly to death.
In fact, seeing what he looks like now, he has become the strongest samurai with his original dream, thinking that his current monster -like appearance is not worthy of being called a samurai at all, and the obsession in his heart is naturally transformed into ashes.
But now, the mirror is not sure whether the current black death will be like this.
“Perhaps … the surprise that was prepared for miserable is equally effective for the black death Mou.”
The fate of the fate of the fate belongs to the one -state fate in the brain of the mirror.
Thinking of this, Ming Jing’s hands were unintelligible.
“Transformation!”
A white smoke came out. At this time, the mirror had become a dark red high ponytail, the iris appeared red, and a pair of pendants hanging on their ears and a red woven woven from their ears.
“By the way, there is this.”
The mirror took out the carbon black sun knife from the knife tied behind him.
“So, it should be exactly the same.”
Looking at the movement when the two ghosts came from the distance, the mirror horses kept rushing forward.
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“The breathing of the day · Picking the type of Huihui!”
“Rock’s breathing · Wu Zhi · Wan Wan Criminal Ministry!”
Purgatory Xing Shoulang and the slanderians of the wailing beams jumped up, and they attacked at the black death below.
“Moon weaving breathing · Picking Type · Putting on the face!”
Black Dead Mu waved two giant cuts in one hand, and once again repelled the two.
“What a pitiful, brother.”
A sigh came, and a steady footsteps came, which made the action of Black Dead Mu’s plan to pursue the pursuit and could not help but turn the head slowly.
In front of him, a young man who was almost the same as herself when he was humans was carrying a carbon black sun knife towards him.
“This knife … is your knife, fate … is it you? But, I remember you are dead!”
Hei Dead Mu looked at the “successor of the country” because of the memory of hundreds of years, but his familiar face was extremely familiar and dared not to put a channel.
“Brother, I still remember what you said at the beginning?”
“I said … what I said?”
Black Dead Mu was confused.
What is more confused than them is Purgatory Xingshoulang and Survow.
Who is this TM?It looks like the previous black death?Listen to the content of this speech or his brother?
Why did he live for so many years?Is it also a ghost?
But in any case, the two still took advantage of this time to restore their physical strength.
“When I was a kid, when my brother practiced sword, I asked my brother’s dream. My brother said that my dream was to be the strongest samurai, and I said, then I became the second strongest warrior.”
Mu Mu stood in place dullly and fell into memories.
“But brother, do you think you look like a samurai now?”
The mirror puts the carbon black sun rot in front of the hand.
[This ugly monster in front of me … is it me?The initial dream, the strongest samurai …]
Through the reflection of light, Hei Dead Mu saw his own reflection on the sword, and then he was speechless. When he returned to God, his body had begun to rot, and part of the part of the ground turned into ash flying.
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“I heard that before the death, I met the undead of the person closest, fate … Are you here to pick me up?”
Suddenly there was a smile on the ugly face of Mu Mu.
He finally let go of his obsession, and the whole body was completely turned into ashes, dissipating with the wind, and only a little crimson purple -black feathers and a repairing bamboo flute fell to the ground.
“Huh … I didn’t do it, otherwise I really had to spend too much effort on this guy. I do n’t know how much time I would drag it for no tragic recovery, and I can still have a little physical strength.”
The mirror exhaled for a long breath, and then saw a dignified face, holding a weapon, and the purgatory Apartus Langlang and the sorrow of the sorrow.
“What are you doing?”
“Who are you?
Purgatory Xing Shoulang shouted loudly.
The mirror pulled the corner of the mouth, and then the hands were printed with both hands to dismiss the transformation, but helplessly:
“It’s me, Uchiha Mingjing.”
“this……”
The sorrowful Mingyu Xingxing and Purgatory Xing Shoulang looked at each other.
“How can you become that like that, how do you know that the person is one of the younger brothers?”
In the end, Purgatory Xingshoulang, who was more familiar with the mirror, took the lead in doubt.
“As an excellent ninja, there is a camouflage and intelligence, is it the most basic compulsory course?”
It seems to be such a reason?
Purgatory Xing Shoulang scratched his head.
“Nanwu Amitabha, is this that … but compared with you, why do I feel that Yuel and you are completely different occupations? Shouldn’t you be a ninja?”
The sorrows of Luming Island couldn’t help but vomit.
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“Xingshoulang, Xingshoulang, Xingshou and Mingjing, Xingminghe Mirror! The upper pipa female ghost that can control the space on the left two kilometers is found.
Shortly after solving the black death, a crow flew to the top of the three, and shouted continuously.
“What is the situation now?”
The mirror looked up at the crow in the sky.
Soon, the crow passed the original words of the birth of the house.
“No tragedy is now hiding in a heart -like meat ball to detoxify, butterfly and Non -Sichuan Shimi have rushed to the scene and started to destroy meatballs!”
“In this case, I have a suggestion.”
The mirror turned his head and said to the two of them.
“Now Butterfly Ninja and Non -Sichuan have begun to destroy the miserable hiding place. This will delay the time of no tragedy, but also cause no tragedy in advance. My plan is Xingshoulang and Xingming.The other pillars rushed to the place where there was no tragedy to make preliminary blocking, and I first solved the ghost that could only control the space. ”
“This … Your strength is the strongest. You should not be able to resist the misery first. Are we going to kill the upper string female ghost?”
Purgatory apricot Shoulang is unpredpital.
The Hidden Ghost Killing Team Headquarters had the same doubts through the crow’s heart -seeking house in this scene.
Of course, they believe that the mirror is definitely not afraid of misery.
“It’s very simple. If we can’t kill the tragic directly, then the only way to kill him is the only sunlight, but here, where is the sun?”
The mirror is calmly explained.
“Since the ghost of the upper string has the ability to control the space, it is likely that she is the person who transmits us here. Only by controlling her can we all send all the tragedy and everyone else.Only Pipa female ghost … ”
(This chapter is finished)