I ask you to sing on stage, and you answer the phone while singing?

Every defense, every collision, made the hilt of the sword in Shimi's hand vibrate violently.

Although Shimi's reaction was fast enough,

he was still injured by the sneak attack of the jade pot in many places on his body.

The blood ghost technique cast by the jade pot is too weird, and the flexibility of this body technique even exceeds that of Xia's breath!

Xuanmi, who was standing on the side, couldn't even insert into the battle after losing the slashing sword.

Seeing that his brother was constantly being attacked by the jade pot, but he couldn't help, Xuan Mi was anxious.

He could only look at it from afar....

Seeing that Shimi was trapped in the red shadow, blood oozed from many places on his body.

The white clothes on Minoru's body were also stained red with blood and were in tatters.

The gap between his breaths was forced to quicken, and the movements in his hands became more and more uncoordinated.

[Shimi: Mr. Xinyi, I can't hold it anymore...]

When Shimi said this, Xin Yi knew that the swastika of Huatian's crazy bones would be opened at that time.

[Xin Yi: Pull away from the battle distance and away from Genya. After

receiving Shinyi's instructions, Shimi carried the injuries on his body and cheered up.

Even though his right arm was almost unconscious, he resolutely increased the speed of the double knife swing in his hand.

The scales of the twin knives and the jade pot collided with countless sparks...

Jade Pot: "It's a bit artistic!" When Jade Pot

couldn't help shouting this sentence, Shimi in front of him ran away unexpectedly...

Seeing Shimi running in the opposite direction of Genmi, the

jade pot smiled.

Jade Pot: "I thought the pillar of the Ghost Slayer Team had such a powerful spiritual power..."

"In the end, it's just a greedy person who is afraid of death...

"Have you even given up your own brother..."

As soon as the words of the jade pot fell, the back of Shimi's running suddenly stopped.

Shimi, who stopped, turned around, and his bloodshot eyes were full of determination.

At this moment, Shiya shouted:

"Xuanmi, don't come near me!"

"Swastika

!" "Flower sky crazy bones, black pine heart!"

As soon as these eight words came out,

the sky that had been night became even darker...

The moonlight also lost its original luster, enveloping Shimi and the jade pot like a haze.

The jade pot looked at the moon that was almost melting into the night, and his face showed a rare horror.

Jade Pot: "Why... It's so depressing..."

Shimi: "In addition to depression, there is also despair."

The jade pot did not speak, the original hideousness on his face was swept away, and all that remained was the sluggishness in his eyes.

Shimi: "Mr. Shinichi told me that the swastika of the crazy bones of the flower is the drama...

"Of course, you can also understand it as art...

"I was just thinking about how this art should be interpreted for you.

"After all, your taste is too special...

"So, I finally decided to show this art in your way!"

He wanted to take advantage of the feeling of despair that had not completely eroded him, and was ready to resist it.

I remember just now that Shimi asked her brother not to come close...

Does that mean that as long as he leaves a certain range, the power of his slashing knife will disappear?

Thinking of this, the jade pot wanted to turn around and run away...

But when he moved his shoulders, he realized that he

couldn't control the rest of his body except for his own eyeballs...

Even the tail behind him no longer moved!

"The first stage, hesitant trauma sharing!" After

Shimi's voice sounded

, wounds began to appear on the jade pot's body, and each wound had the burning sensation of being slashed by a slashing knife.

One,

two,

three.

Three seconds later

, the wounds on the jade pot's body were already all over the body, and the burning sensation was like the whole body being eaten by ants.

He was shocked when the jade pot looked helplessly at Shiya again.

The wounds on his body, no matter how big or small, or the parts, were exactly the same as the wounds on Shimi's body

! How could

it be! Under the reinforcement of the blood of the miserable adult,

how could his invincible defense be broken!

The original despair only affected the state of the jade pot.

When the jade pot saw that his body began to have wounds...

At this moment, the feeling of despair completely crushed the jade pot.

There is no one left to save him....

Even Wu Miao couldn't save him!

Shimi: "Don't worry, you can't die." It's just the beginning, let's move on....

"The second stage, the mattress of shame. After

the second stage began

, the jade pot fell into another world, and the two mouths hanging on the head flowed uncontrollably and sluggishly.

The familiar fishing village once again appeared in front of the jade pot.

He saw himself, the same self as a child...

His name is Yiyuyi.

It was a sweltering afternoon.

While her father went out to sea to fish, Yi Yuyi secretly hid at home alone and carried out her own "art".

The jade pot looked at his former self, and he could vaguely remember the feeling at that time....

The fish retrieved the carcasses of many fish from a filthy pot and

divided them into irregular pieces....

That fishy smell....

The thrill of casual segmentation....

He was in a state of extreme excitement all over his body.

When he disassembled the fish body, his heart was beating wildly, and he almost wanted to break his ribs.

These fragments are just raw materials, and

what he enjoys the most is the process of stitching!

For Yiyuyi, the product of stitching is art.

He had already concentrated on stitching together the two "pieces", and

when he was just starting to work on the third piece, the door suddenly opened.

Yi Yuyi turned her head and found that it was her father.

Father today... I went home so early!

Before Yiyuyi could react, her father grabbed her hair with one hand.

The father scolded:

"You useless and perverted waste! You know how to torture and kill small animals every day!"

After scolding, Yi Yuyi's father gave him a loud slap.

Yiyuyi, who was still young, was dazed by this slap and fell to the side.

Seeing this, my father did not lose his breath, and kicked the pot on the ground, and then trampled all the broken fish that had been spilled on the ground...

Seeing this scene, tears flowed from the jade pot's eyes.

The jade pot choked up and said, "Why... Why spoil my art... Art is my life!" At

this moment, the picture turned to the night, and the back of Yiyuyi appeared in the dark corner.

I saw Yi Yuyi sneaking around, hiding next to his father's fishing boat, and kept tinkering with the nails at the joint of the wooden boat.

He's taking revenge....

Take revenge on your father....

One day not long after, the villagers ran to Yiyuyi's house and brought bad news to Yiyuyi—Yiyuyi's

father had an accident in the process of fishing.

When found, the body had been blistered to the point of deformation.

After the bad news came,

Yi Yuyi's cold attitude towards the matter made the other villagers feel stunned.

Despite this, in the eyes of the villagers, Yiyuyi is just a child after all.

It is normal for a child to be overwhelmed by such a shock.

After that, the matter was dismissed, and Yiyuyi was left in the village...

Nobody knows....

It was he who killed his own father with his own hands....

Simply because of his perverted penchant.