Planting the World Tree From Pirates

This battle is really too dreamy, and everyone watching the battle is a little stunned.

Even Purgatory Kyojurou was a little unresponsive!

He didn't expect that the winding three-way seat can overcome the weakness of the neck.

What was even more unexpected was that Yi Wozuo would choose...suicide!

The overflowing sadness on Yiwoza's body was also felt by Xing Shoulang.

But he doesn't sympathize with ghosts!

Yiwozuo is the third of the first string, and over the past few hundred years, I don't know how many human beings have been slaughtered.

But the resilience of the winding is really not covered. The body was shattered by the blast, and the Yiwo seat, where every bone was exposed, recovered from the injury in just a few breaths.

Even the head began to regenerate constantly!

"Enough, stop, don't regenerate!"

"The winner is already divided, and it's me who loses. The moment my head is chopped off, I'm completely defeated!"

In Yi Wozuo's mind, the figure of Muye can't help but emerge. He is so calm and calm, even if he is reborn, so what?

Can this man kill him again at will?

Makino's strength was beyond his imagination.

Luo Zhen predicted the action, but he couldn't avoid the attack. He regenerated it a hundred times, and it was still the same.

After living for such a long time, it was only in Hei Dead Mou and Lord Wumai that Yi Wozuo felt this kind of bearing.

In addition, he didn't want to see Lianxue cry anymore.

What he didn't want to see even more was that Lianxue begged in a low voice.

At this point, Yi Wozuo understood his father who committed suicide by hanging.

He hadn't given birth to the point where he wanted to see Lianxue crying and begging in a low voice!

Feeling that the head was still regenerated by instinct, Yiwozuo stopped.

"Enough. It's over, I want to go to hell!"

The cells stopped squirming and began to disintegrate gradually, Yi Wozu came to his father's soul and said with concern, "Dad, are you all right? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Yiwoza's father said cheerfully, "It's okay, Komaji, thank you..."

Yi Wozu knelt down with a plop, "I'm sorry, Dad, I'm sorry. I couldn't do it all over again, I couldn't do it!"

"it does not matter."

The Komaji in the eyes of Yiwozu's father is still the kind and caring Komaji!

He stroked the severed head of Yiwoza, just like he stroked the eleven-year-old Komaji.

Qingzang stroked the head of Yiwozuo and said with a smile, "No matter what you become, a son is a son, and a disciple is a disciple. Death will not abandon you!"

"Although there is no way to take you to heaven, let's go to hell together!"

Yi Wozu wept.

It turned out that his father and master never gave up on him!

However, at this moment, Yi Wozu suddenly felt that his hair was caught.

Yi Woza saw it... Guiwu Tsuji is not miserable!

Is it because of the cells in his body that Mr. Wuxian has left in his body!

Wu Mian tugged at Yi Wozu's hair and said coldly, "Don't you want to become stronger? Are you over like this? Yi Wozu!"

Under the baptism of no miserable cells, Yi Wozu's just-restored humanity was instantly shattered.

"Yeah, I'm going to get stronger!"

"What if the neck is cut off? Win or lose, it doesn't matter, I'm going to kill everyone!"

"I can still get stronger, I must keep the promise!"

However, at this moment, Yi Wozu felt his cheeks being held by a pair of hands.

"Mr. Komaji, thank you, enough is enough!"

"Enough, enough!"

There was a peaceful smile on Lianxue's face.

Yi Wozuo almost forgot, how many years he has not seen Lianxue's smile.

And at this moment, the shadow of Oni Mai Tsuji no miserable reappeared in his mind.

"Yiwozuo!"

Wu Mian's voice is very cold and majestic!

Yi Wozu clearly remembers that every time Lord Wumisu makes such a sound, it means that he is... angry!

The wrathful Master Wuxian is terrifying!

As a creature of Lord Wuxian, he has no freedom to refute.

But this time, Yi Wozu didn't want to pay attention.

Because Lianxue's smile and voice have filled his brain, heart, eyes, and even all the corners of his body.

Now, in his body, there is no place where no miserable cells can stay!

Yi Wozu burst into tears, and all the ghost features on his body began to fade.

The soul of Yiwozu has found himself again.

Komaji burst into tears while hugging Ryuki.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...I didn't protect you, sorry!"

"At the critical moment, I'm no longer by your side, sorry!"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't complete the agreement, I'm sorry!"

"Forgive me, forgive me, please forgive me!"

Rianxue hugged Komaji tightly, "It's great that you can think of us; it's really great that you can become the original Mr. Komaji."

"Welcome back, darling!"

Lianxue shed happy tears.

The redeemed Komaji shouted to his father's soul, "I'm back, Dad!"

Father smiled and greeted, "Yo, I'm back!"

Yi Wozu also laughed.

Because the father who welcomed him back, his body is healthy, is no longer sick in bed.

"Master, I'm back."

The master smiled and said, "Welcome back."

Holding Lianxue's hand and looking at his father and master, Komaji felt very happy and satisfied.

Muye was caught off guard and fed a mouthful of dog food, showing endless love, it was really enough!

Makino thought for a while and came to Yanzhu Yanzhu Purgatory Kyojuro.

"Brother, can I ask you one thing?"

After a while of whispering, Purgatory Kyojuro understood what Makino meant.

He looked at Mu Ye, and then at Yiwozuo, which had begun to dissipate, and sighed.

"Okay, please feel free to leave it to me!"

Shortly after Xingjurou left, Komaji looked at Makino and said gratefully, "Mr. Ghost Hunter, I am beginning to believe that you are not a water column. Now I am a soul, and I did not specifically show up, but you still look at me. To all of us...you are special!"

"My name is Makino."

When Makino didn't answer the question, Komaji was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed.

Because, he once asked what kind of pillar Muye was, but Muye refused to tell him!

But now, Makino told him.

This represents a kind of...approval for Makino!

Komaji is very happy.

Komaji said solemnly, "Mr. Makino, you are really powerful, and you have even subverted my understanding of human beings. In you, I even feel the smell of Shang Xian Yi Hei Death Mou."

Mu Ye tilted his head and said, "Is it just Black Death Mou?"

Komaji burst into laughter, really confident!

However, Makino has the qualifications to be confident.

"Sorry, I don't understand how powerful Kiwu Tsuji is. I won't die if my head is chopped off, and I definitely won't die either."

"The other thing is, Mr. Makino, you haven't awakened the stripes, and you haven't stepped into the supreme realm - the world."

"And in these two fields, Black Death Mou has achieved it. As for Wu Miserable, it must have surpassed this realm. Otherwise, Black Death Mou would not have such respect for Wu Miserable!"

Makino thought.

He was fighting against Yi Wozu, and the abilities of Er Dao Flow and Gravity Fruit were useless, and he had quite a lot of trump cards.

But the judgment that Yi Wozu gave him was that he had the smell of black death...

He has to continue to grow in a wretched manner!