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Chapter 67 Fakes(2/2)

What was my mood at that time? I didn’t catch up and kill someone to silence me, but stood quietly in place?

Tong Mo subconsciously counterattacked, but was easily avoided by Butterfly Neng. He didn't care, and he didn't take the new wounds on his body to heart.

Just this level of poison can't kill you!

I remember that girl was called...Qinye!

Her ending was that she was caught up with her later self. After watching her appear, she was so stupid that she actually chose to throw her child off the cliff.

I am so stupid. I am afraid that I will eat her child, so I would rather throw the child off the cliff?

But if you don’t run away from yourself, I won’t eat either you or your child!

I gently hugged her who kept crying, feeling her slowly merged with me, and gradually my heart returned to the deadly and calmness of the past.

What a...silly woman!

...

Tong Mo could feel that Butterfly endured her poison was indeed very fierce for ghosts.

Just like the poison I was infected this time.

If the dose of toxin injected into your body is more than ten times more, then you may not have time to decompose the poison in your body and be poisoned to death first?

The dose is not enough!

"Your poison has become worse and worse for me. How many more times can you adjust the poison?" Tong Mo looked at Butterfly Ninja and looked at the scabbard of the other party inserted it back into the Sun Wheel Knife.

How much poison can this small scabbard contain?

The pillar of the Demon Slayer Team, you have attacked me so many times, are your toxin reserves enough?

After the memories were over, Tong Mo finally became more concerned about the butterfly in front of him.

No matter how you say that the other party is also a pillar, you should be more serious and at least you should be upright and serious, so that you should not let the other party feel that you are underestimated.

Tong Mo advised himself in his heart to work hard to maintain his personality and to give the respect he deserved.

"Your scabbard cannot contain much poison, right? If you inject all the poison into my body from the beginning, maybe I will be knocked down by you!" Tong Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at Butterfly Ninja with a smile.

I...was underestimated by the other party!

Butterfly Nerve held the hilt with force and remained silent.

The other party's playing attitude was obvious from the beginning, and after his subsequent attacks, the other party seemed to be distracted and did not care about it at all.

Angry?

One thing is that anyone who is despised and perfunctory by the enemy will feel angry.

But Butterfly Ninja's heart is more fortunate, and even hopes that the other party will be more distracted and look down on himself more.

If you don’t despise yourself more, don’t despise yourself more, and play with yourself a little more, how could you make a mistake in your weak self?

The other party has the elements of being arrogant, contempt, and playing with the enemy.

But I am really too weak and I don’t have the strength to let the other party fall.

The ghost of the string is really too strong!

Butterfly looked at Tong Mo vigilantly, calculating in her heart.

As the other party said, the poison in your scabbard is limited.

I don't have much poison!

Butterfly Nin listened to the sounds of other pillars in his mind and slowly drew out the Sun Wheel Sword that had been poisoned again.

"But will you stand still and let me inject all the poison from my body into your body at once?" Butterfly Ninja answered Tong Mo's question.

"Well, no!" Tong Mo smiled brightly.

Love to play does not mean stupidity!

The Butterfly Ninja's thin knife can only inject up to 50 mg of wisteria flower poison in one effective attack.

No ghost will remain silent and give her a chance to inject a deadly dose of wisteria flower poison.

"Hmph, that's right!" Butterfly Nin snorted coldly, looked at Tong Mo with a knife alertly, and said nonsense.

She is delaying time!

I was completely unable to fight against the winding ghost in front of me, and could only wait for the support of other pillars.

But at present, the ghost on the opposite side is no longer distracted, and his expression is much more serious. Can he really persevere until the support comes?

The lungs are tingling, and every breath will produce a severe pain like tear and the throat is filled with blood.

Is it because the other party’s freezing gas was frostbite, or is there something else in the frost mist that the other party scattered?

Butterfly Ninja thought calmly and judged.

"Nin, use the blood seed given by Mr. Minjia. You will not be able to persevere in this way!" The voice of his friend Miri from Ganlu Temple came from Butterfly Nin's mind.

The pillars who had been watching the Butterfly Ninja fight as if they were immersed in the scene were very clear about the Butterfly Ninja's current situation.

Butterfly Nin raised his hand and touched a protruding hard object on his chest. This was the blood seed given to her by Minjia. Do you want to use it yourself?

Butterfly Ninja took out the blood seed and crushed it in Tong Mo's curious eyes.

Red blood gushed out of the ruptured blood species and merged into the Butterfly Ninja's body.

Tong Mo did not take the opportunity to attack, but looked at Butterfly Ninja with curiosity, guessing in his heart that this was another new method of the Demon Killing Team.

Butterfly looked at Tong Mo with vigilance and alertness, and was ready to face the changes in her body.

However, two seconds passed, but the body did not feel any changes.

Butterfly Nin's expression suddenly became a little stiff, and he looked down at the blood residue in his palm in disbelief.

Minjia, you plot against me,

He actually gave me a fake?!!!

………
Chapter completed!
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