The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 224

According to the theory, the perfume developed by Bulbul state will produce its effect after seven days, and the effect will not be affected by the spiritual pressure, it is purely a matter of personal will.

Uozhihualie has not wavered so far, because his heart is full of killing intent, followed by the intent to fight with all his attention.

In addition, his appearance is the same as Xu, so the perfume can't work.

All of the above are his personal guesses, whether it is accurate or not, he still has to try.

As for whether it is worth taking the risk, it is definitely worth a try.

Shiraishi stuck the knife into the ground, lifted the swastika of Bloody Moon, and the pale bone surface faded away, revealing the original man's face.

Unohana's high fighting spirit paused, her delicate eyebrows frowned, and she asked, "What do you mean?"

He just said that he wanted to defeat her, but in the blink of an eye he lifted the swastika. Can he defeat her with such a posture that he didn't have at the beginning?
Really underestimated.

Uozhihuali narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It's too hot, we're fighting and sweating all the time, don't you feel hot?"

Shiraishi explained casually, took off the captain's haori with his hand, threw it aside casually, retracted his hands, and then drilled out from the neckline, and the Shiba suit's top naturally slid down his waist, revealing his strong upper body.

He works out a lot, but he doesn't build as much muscle as some bodybuilders.

But the well-defined eight-pack abs and two trembling chest muscles are definitely recognizable at a glance.

The heat generated during the battle caused sweat to form a greasy sheen on the surface.

"Gudong."

Seeing this scene, Uzhihualie swallowed, and a very bold idea flashed in his mind, wanting to try the smell of sweat.

That image appeared in her mind, she stepped back, her cheeks became redder, like ripe apples, her eyes were hazy, and she realized something was wrong in her heart.

This kind of thinking is definitely not what she should have.

Careless.

This time it really capsized in the gutter.

She was plotted against by a brat.

I thought that the perfume was for the purpose of increasing goodwill, but who would have thought that the other party was more courageous than the sky.

It was she who underestimated the other party and said lazily, "There is something wrong with the perfume."

"That's right, the perfume invented by Bulbulus will work after seven days in a row. You won't call me mean, will you?"

Baishi didn't attack, and showed a few bodybuilding moves on the spot, showing off his muscles, and said with a smile on his face: "You poisoned me, so it's even."

"Hehe, ridiculous, I won't be defeated by this perfume."

Uozhihualie wouldn't accuse him of being mean, in that case, wouldn't he be scolding his former self.

She has also done things like poisoning to people.

The so-called victory or defeat is such a thing.

If you make a mistake, your skills are inferior to others.

"I have no problem at all."

Unohana wiped the blood from his nose with his hand, emphasizing again and again in his mind that there is nothing to look at, just a few pieces of meat, slightly masculine abdominal and pectoral muscles.

She can handle it!

This thought was washed away by the messy thoughts that followed.

I want to hold on, a little hanging.

Unohana felt a flame rising from the abdomen, along the blood vessels, and began to burn the blood flowing throughout the body, as if to burn the body dry.

They were all unable to continue to maintain, and collapsed into the original shape of the knife.

She breathed harder, lowered her head, and the sweat on her forehead grew more and more. The man's voice sounded like a voice from heaven, "If you surrender and admit defeat to me, I promise you will not do such stupid things in the future , I can consider letting you go."

This little brat... Uzhihualie felt anger welling up in his heart, and only regretted that he couldn't deal with this situation.

Otherwise, why let a kid be arrogant and domineering there.

She raised her head and pursed her lips. Some of her hair was bitten by her pale pink lips. Matching her flushed cheeks, she had a strange beauty.

Especially that pair of misty eyes widened round, wanting to show murderous aura and express his unyielding.

It looks more delicious.

Baishi swallowed, and forcibly suppressed the thoughts in his heart. In the scene before him, he didn't know who was tempting whom, "If you don't speak, you agree."

Maozhi Hualie can't be subdued, she has been soft on the outside and strong on the inside all her life, holding the handle of the knife with her right hand, she stepped forward instantly, swung the knife and took Baishi's head straight.

At this time, Shiraishi will not be tough, so as not to let her concentrate and suppress the effect of the perfume with fighting spirit.

He didn't take the knife stuck in the ground, and he stepped forward to meet him.

The knife that Unozhihualiu swung made a sharp whistling sound in the air, which was different from the quietness before. This knife looked extremely fierce, but it was actually because she couldn't control the Reiatsu.

The blade landed in the air, without any sense of reality, and my heart was empty.

With her rippling eyes, she clearly watched Baishi's body disappear.

It was so fleeting that she could barely hold the knife in her hand.

Under the effect of the perfume, her body's senses became very sharp, and even the slightest disturbance outside could trigger a counterattack.

Not to mention that the virtualization of stepping forward cuts through from the front.

His lips were pursed tightly, and the hair was almost swallowed in his mouth.

She just stood there.

Shiraishi turned around, grabbed her hand holding the knife from behind, squeezed it lightly, and the slender wrist seemed to be broken.

Blush spread from cheeks to earlobes and neck.

With a bang, the knife landed on the hard rock, making a crisp sound.

Her hazy eyes regained consciousness in an instant, and she was startled, how could she drop the knife?

With all his strength to break free with his right hand, he immediately bent down to pick up the knife, his confused brain forgot how close they were to each other.

At this distance, she bent down to pick up the knife, her back was curved, her black hair slipped down, revealing a slightly reddish neck.

Good guy, Shiraishi took a breath in his heart.

"You!" The knife she had just picked up dropped again.

The Grim Reaper's Reaper costume is divided into two seasons, summer and winter.

In summer, the materials used for Shiba clothing have heat dissipation properties. In summer, everyone knows that Seireitei will fall into high temperature.

In order to prevent the gods of death from heat stroke, the material of the god of death is as thin as paper, or the second skin of the gods of death.

So Unohana can feel that there is something behind, and then understand what it is.

It feels like in summer, when you stay in the house and turn on the air conditioner, but you still feel very hot, you naturally understand that the air conditioner is broken.

"Lie, you lost."

Bai Shi leaned over and whispered in her ear, "What you said just now will not count?"

Yes, there is an agreement first, and one must abide by the credibility.

She thought so in her heart, the idea of ​​resistance became weaker and weaker, her cheeks turned red and hot, "Yeah."

As shy as Xiaojiabiyu.

On the contrary, Baishi hesitated, and his heart fell into the torture of his soul. Is this really good?
"What are you still dawdling about!" Uzhihua Lie erupted, turning defense into offense, and pushed Baishi to the ground.

The dimness in his eyes made the flames burn through, making him understand that a worse "battle" was right in front of him.

　ps: two versions died, this is the third
　　
　
(End of this chapter)