Otsuki Madoshiro's remarkable attitude made Yuki look at him.

Such a normal Datumu tribe is rare, at least Yushu is the first time to encounter it.

Speaking of Otsuki Crazy Shiro, this guy is the current leader of the guardians, and has been leading the team to hunt the guardians. Whether in terms of stratagem or strength, Mad Shiro can be called an absolute genius.

After hearing the other party's question, Yuki did not rush to answer, because that would make his momentum fall into the downside.

So he asked an unrelated question, "Otsuki Crazy Shiro, let me guess the purpose of your visit?" Do you feel that you are strong and want to test the Otsuki Dragon Palace?

Berserk Shiro's eyes flashed with a twinkle in his heart, and his tone was still very flat, "Yes and how, not what?" Since the gentleman's tea is halfway down, it means that the patriarch has left here for a while, right? Yuki

nodded, "Yes, I have the same purpose as you, but I came a little earlier." "

Oh? May I then take it, sir, that you are admitting that we have a common enemy? A hint of cunning appeared on Mad Shiro's handsome face, how he looked like a fox.

Yuki didn't have the idea of giving face, and immediately said unceremoniously, "Even if it is, so what? You have been able to get to this point thanks to my bloodline ability, and I don't think you are of much value to me. To be honest, I spread blood on the Great Tube of Jupiter to destroy your race.

Mad Shiro pushed the glasses that were tweaked to the tip of his nose and said with a smile, "Hehe, sir, you are wrong to say this, I think that our group of guardians still have a little use value." What's more, I can also provide Mr. with some information about the patriarch~

" "Oh? Information on the Otsuki Dragon Palace? Yuki's curiosity was aroused, and he pulled out another teacup, poured some hot tea into it, and reached out to signal Madshiro to sit down.

Madshiro very delicately sorted out his clothes, wiped the blood stains from his face, and then stepped forward and sat down.

From this unfamiliar tea fragrance, he could deduce many things.

"Suck ~~~"

"Well, sir, this tea tastes good."

"Hehe, just like it. Speaking of which, Mad Shiro-kun's performance is very eye-catching, and I can see from a distance that you use various advantages to win over your companions and easily deal with those stupid guardians. If this patriarch of the Datumu clan were changed to you, I'm afraid my plan wouldn't be so easy to achieve, right?" Hearing

Yuki's praise, Madshiro said with a smile, "Hahaha, sir, you are serious, I am just a guardian, how can I do such a thing?" It's better to say sir, you actually broke into the big tube of wood mother star alone, turning this place upside down, I believe that when the patriarch returns, his expression will be very wonderful~"

This wave of verbal confrontation, the two are almost comparable.

Yuki's praise is easily picked up by Madshiro, and he fights back with the same number of ways. Between the commercial blows, the two sides did not get any information.

After that, while drinking tea, they began to test each other with words.

It turns out that Madshiro, despite being cunning, is not cunning enough. Letting him almost explode his head, he didn't find a way to spy on Yuki's details, and even chatted for half an hour, without even putting out a name.

Yuki Old God was there, drinking tea while dealing with Mad Shiro, not feeling the slightest pressure at all.

After a few pots of tea, Madshiro's patience was finally exhausted.

"Sir, let me be straight to the point, we Guardians need more power. If you are willing to provide it, we can not only provide information about the Otsuki Dragon Palace, but also add strength to you when you do it.

"Ah, don't care if he is called patriarch now?" Yuki smiled meaningfully, did not answer the question, and asked in a mocking tone.

A crossroads erupted in Madshiro's head, and he tried his best to restrain his violent emotions, and the crimson in his eyes was a little thicker.

Hissing ~~~

Calm down, calm down!

If you want to get more power, you can only rely on this guy in front of you.

Such a great opportunity, must not be missed!

But if he continues like this, maybe try to eat him?

Thinking of this, Madshiro's gaze began to become wrong, and he stared at the veins under Yuki's skin with his afterlight, and an irrepressible bloodthirsty urge surfaced in his mind.

That feeling, that feeling is like...

The blood in his own veins is boiling....

Well? Something seems to be wrong!

"Click!" Madshiro slammed the teacup to the ground, covered his throat and roared, "You?! Are you poisoned???

Yuki's brows furrowed slightly, and his tone was unkind, "Hey, hey, that's a teacup that I really like, how dare you break it?" Moreover, I deal with you... Need to be poisoned? Ridiculous!

Saying that, his eyes widened, and Madshiro instantly felt that the blood in his body was boiling even more violently.

The heart beats wildly at an abnormal speed, the body is hot, sweat is constantly flowing, the breath is getting more and more chaotic, and it is difficult to lift some strength.

"Hah! Ha! Ha!! Mad Shiro clutched his chest tightly, panting hard, sharp blood-sucking fangs poked out, and the whole person was like a vicious dog that chose people to eat.

Yuki reached out and grabbed the staff knife beside him, and slammed the stick in Madshiro's face, knocking him away with difficulty moving.

On the way out, Mad Shiro used his powerful core strength to regain balance in mid-air and land on all fours. When I just looked up and wanted to fight back, I found that there was no one next to the tea table!

"Duh!" The unsheathed orochimaru landed on his shoulder.

Yuki didn't know when, he had already arrived behind Madshiro.

Although it was not a blade, the cold killing intent hung in the back of his mind, making Mad Shiro dare not move at all.

"Now, I want you to tell me everything you know. Don't expect those wastes that come with you, I only need a moment to solve them. Yuki glanced lightly to the side, and on the other hand that did not hold a knife, he cut a wound with his thumb.

Bloody, wishful blood blade!!

"Swoosh !!" Countless hair-thin bloodshots scattered in all directions, and they were as flexible as snakes, weaving a huge net in midair. The stone tablet in the Patriarch's Tower is like tofu, and it will be cut open in an instant if it is swept by blood.

The bloodshot giant net spread rapidly outside, and soon several screams were heard.

The familiar voice made Mad Shiro's body tremble, and he clearly heard that those screams all came from those companions who came with him, and none of them were bad!

Of course, this is not the most intimidating.

Bloodshot finally dragged all the guardians in, and by the time Madshiro saw them, the hapless bastards were almost sucked into dry corpses.

What the?!

This, how is this done???

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