American Comics: From the Undead Jason Template to Cthulhu

"It's only been half a month since I joined the Ghost Slayer, and this speed should be the fastest ever. And that's counting the time spent waiting for the Nichiren knife to be built, otherwise it might have been even earlier. "

Although she failed to change Xia Yan's concept, Butterfly Chanae did not leave any bad impression on Xia Yan because of this.

Since she didn't know that Natsuhiko was like this.

I will only think that his past pain is too heavy and feel more sorry for him.

At the same time, he secretly made a decision in his heart that he would redouble his efforts in the future to make Xia Yan feel the beauty of the world and get rid of the pain in his heart as soon as possible.

"Of course, I don't take it for granted that I'll be a pillar, but it's a pity that he died like this......

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Natsuhiko, who didn't know what Butterfly Chanae was thinking, shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the blood on the ground with some regret.

"I also want to make a wooden box and put it back in the ...... for the lord as a gift."

"After all, I have filled in so much trouble for my lord for no reason, and I want to give him some gifts or something. "

'No!' The lord will not be happy to open the box and see such a gift!'

The corners of Butterfly Chane's mouth twitched and complained in her heart.

But somehow, for a moment, she was also a little expectant, and after the lord opened the box, he saw a ghost head frightened.

It's just that this thought just appeared for a moment, and she forcibly suppressed it.

Meanwhile.

In Tokyo, in the study of a wealthy man's family.

A handsome young boy with a pale complexion, a slender body, long black hair, and a pair of blue pupils, raised his head suddenly.

At this moment, the original blue pupils instantly turned into scarlet vertical pupils, and the evil aura overflowed.

As if it were a symbol of sin itself.

It's the original ghost.,Ghost King Onimai Tsuji no miserable!

Ghost Dance Tsuji was born in the Heian period, and almost died before he was born, and his heart stopped beating in his mother's womb for a while, and he was even more frail and sickly after birth, and the doctors he found looked at him and said that he would not live to be twenty years old.

But there is a kind doctor who has never given up and specially developed a special medicine for him.

The result was so miserable that he thought it was a fake medicine before the medicine worked, and killed the doctor first.

After the doctor's death, Wu Miao found that not only did he recover his health, but he also received an immortal and stronger body, but he also began to crave human flesh and blood, and would die as long as he was exposed to sunlight.

Wu Miao became the original ghost.

After studying the formula of the medicine that the doctor had developed for himself, it was found that the finished product of the medicine required the addition of a plant that the doctor called the "cyan flower", but the only person who knew where the cyan flower grew and how to cultivate it was the doctor.

So in order to find the cyan flower, Wu Miao began to use his own blood to create a large number of ghosts.

As the ancestor of ghosts, except for a few special cases, Wu Miao can sense the existence of almost every ghost through the cells he left in the ghost's body, and can even read their thoughts.

It's just that most of the time, he doesn't use this ability.

After all, there are so many ghosts, and he doesn't have the leisure to pay attention to what each ghost is doing.

It's like if you create a chat group of 2,000 people, you can't just take a look at it when the group rings, most of the time it will only be blocked, and when you think about it, or when someone @ you look at it.

However, if an administrator leaves the group, you will still receive a special reminder as the group owner.

"It's only been half a year since the new Xia Xian Liu, and I'm actually dead again!? Am I being too merciful to them!".

Feeling that the sick leaves that had been completely disconnected from the server, Wu Miao frowned, and his expression was a little unhappy.

For hundreds of years, the Winding Ghosts have never been replaced, and it is these Winding Ghosts who kill the "Pillar" level swordsmen of the Ghost Slayer Team every time.

Obviously, the ghost of the lower string also received the blood of his own reward, but he was so weak.

It's the same 12 ghost months, how many ghost months have been changed every session, have you changed them?

Sometimes you should really let these lower string ghosts find their own reasons, whether their strength has risen or not after so many years, and whether they have worked hard.

It didn't help me at all.

Wu Miao has even touched the idea of layoffs countless times, since the second quarter of the ghost month is useless, what are they still doing with wasting food.

It's just that when he thought of the young man who was very similar to himself, Wu Miao still took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

If it's useless, it's useless, just coax the child to play.

"But the man ......."

Feeling the fear that the remaining cells still exude even though the sick leaf was dead, as if he had carved the fear of Xia Yan into his bones, he frowned.

In fact, it is not the first time that Wu Miao has seen Xia Yan, after all, few ghosts are stupid enough to be sunburned to death.

And last month, there were more than ten ghosts that were sunburned alive in succession, which once aroused the curiosity of Wu Miao, and Xia Yan had seen Xia Yan from the memory of those ghosts.

It's just that he just glanced at it at the time and didn't care, but he didn't expect goodbye to become a pillar.

"Heh, 'Arashi's Breath'? "

"Forget it, it's just a human anyway, so there's no need to pay much attention. "