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Tianhu stretched out Xin's long claws, wiped snow-white fox ears, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"No, you are not me! You are the Cangsuke Kitahara before my crossing!"

He never thought that his original body was not dead, but that it existed in his consciousness space in this way.

"Hahaha..." Tianhu suddenly laughed: "Don't leave yourself so clean, you don't seem to be Cangsuke Kitahara."

After taking a few breaths, although there is no real air here, his mood gradually calmed down.

"Yes, I am also Kitahara Cangsuke. We are alone now."

"Haha, that's not enough, why do you have to cover it up? To cheat me is to cheat yourself!"

Tianhu waved his hand, and a table and two chairs appeared.

"Sit down, let's talk."

Cang Jie looked at the face opposite, quite like looking in a mirror.Except for the silver hair and the pair of snowy white fox ears on his head, as well as the four foxtails behind him, he was exactly the same as himself.

"Actually, I always thought you were the sword spirit of Zan Po Dao!"

"Heh! You have watched a lot of anime, why don't you say that I am like Bai Ichigo, because of the power of virtual power? Besides, do you have a Zanpaku Sword? Also a sword spirit!"

Cangjie felt feverish on his face again, and unconsciously raised the volume: "Why don't I have a Zanpakuknife, isn't it the end of the trial? I can start to solve it!" Cangjie was a little uncomfortable.

"Cut! Is that your Zanpakuto? It's a Zanpakuto that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Kitahara family. It doesn't belong to an individual. If you don't believe you call him, see if he can appear here?"

Uh... it seems that this is the case. Cangjie wanted to call it a try, but he was afraid that Tianhu would make a joke.

"Are you alone here?"

A strange smile flashed at the corner of Tianhu's mouth: "Why, don't give up? There is no Zhanyue you imagined here, only me."

Cangsuke was a little discouraged. After all, even if there is no sword spirit without the power of death, can't the power of belief form a sword spirit?

"Well, can you tell me about the past?"

"What happened before? So what can I say, haven't you perfectly integrated into this identity?"

Cangjie stared at him with scorching eyes: "I want to know what happened on the day I passed through, and how did my mother disappear?"

This incident has always been a thorn in his heart, and he faintly felt that his mother's disappearance had some connection with his journey.

Tianhu slowly put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, "I really don't know about my mother's disappearance. It seems that my memory is missing. The last memory is that I was sleeping, and I came here as soon as I opened my eyes."

Cang Jie's brow furrowed and he could almost clamp a crayfish. Good fellow, when he woke up, it was in the afternoon, which means he lost the memory of one night and half a day.

"Then what do you think might be causing it?"

Tianhu shook his head helplessly: "I can't guess, I was just an ordinary person who didn't know anything before, and my psychic ability was only the level of beauty education."

As he said, he pointed to his white fox ears: "I became like this, or something not long ago."

Cang Jie stared at him blankly, and suddenly smiled: "It turns out that you were bluffing me before. If I really promise to compare with you, I'm afraid it will kill you with a single stroke."

"Hey! You fellow!" Tianhu stood up abruptly, and the seat disappeared with a wave of his hand, and two samurai swords were thrust into the ground.

Tianhu drew the samurai sword, squatted slightly, his left claw stretched out to his right shoulder, and the samurai sword passed through the blade from the left armpit.

"Come on, see who can beat who!"

Cang Jie picked up the knife and looked at Tianhu with a little surprise.What a weird starting style, is he really a master?Test him first.E-book bar www.dianzishu8.com

Raising the sword with both hands and slashing fiercely, a golden arc suddenly appeared.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Tianhu's mouth. With a light wave of the blade, the thin white blade light shot out like lightning, slashing the golden arc cut like lightning, and then plundered Cangsuke's neck and cut it on the tall building behind him.

boom!The tall building, which was already only half left, broke again from it, and the upper half fell to the ground like a pillar of heaven, splashing large swaths of smoke.

A large amount of blood burst out from Cang Jie's neck, and his consciousness began to blur.

"It's so strong..." A large amount of blood sprayed from his mouth, and the suffocation of death filled his brain.

He opened his eyes as hard as he could, and suddenly found that Tianhu was squatting on his body with a smile.

"You... why are you all right?"

"Heh! You have awakened the power of death, can't I still kill you? Go, go back to accompany Mai, remember to chase her, otherwise you will have to die in the future."

Seeing Cangsuke's body turned into a light spot and disappeared, Tianhu tilted his head, carried the samurai sword on his shoulder, and shouted at the ground: "Hey! Why don't you let me tell him that you exist?"

boom!The whole world began to shake violently, and the earth split in half instantly.The turbid yellow spiritual pressure burst out suddenly, but it was much deeper than Cangsuke's golden spiritual pressure.

A turbid yellow river that is thousands of meters wide and unknowingly long rolled away, and the banks of the river were full of bright red blood-like flowers.

The sky fox stood hanging in the air, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What are you doing, making such a big scene."

Suddenly the muddy yellow river suddenly boiled, and a magnificent female voice resounded throughout the world!

"The other shore flowers bloom, Huang Quan extradited!"

A huge water column nearly ten meters thick suddenly jumped up from the river, and a tall woman emerged from it.

She is extremely beautiful, but her face is a little pale and she seems to never see the sun.Wearing a luxurious yellow robe and a complicated bun on his head.

The snow-white jade feet did not wear socks or clogs. Every step taken, there would be eight blood-red flowers forming a lotus shape, flying from the shore to her feet, holding her up.

"I said, here are the two of us. Who do you show for such a big scene? You are still growing up every step of the way!"

Tianhu squinted his eyes and looked at her with contempt.

"Naughty animal, An dare to make such noise!" There was no mood swing in the woman's eyes, as if the supreme god, overlooking the common people.

The corners of Tianhu's eyes jittered, as if he was about to cramp, and suddenly he shouted, "You are sick! Talking!"

The woman broke her gong in an instant, and one of his nose screamed: "You are sick, your whole family is sick! I can't move around! I'm going crazy by staying in the river every day!

Tianhu was amused: "Yeah, are you right? Who made your Tmall under the river, come out and chat with him."

The woman's cute little mouth pursed: "It doesn't make any sense to tell him anything."

Tianhu squinted his eyes and said, "That's right, I can't tell you a fake sword spirit."

The woman's narrow eyes widened in an instant, "Who is the fake sword spirit! I tell you, without my help, he wouldn't even want to use Tianqiong's spear!"

"Yeah, isn't it? But as far as I know, even with you, he can't move the Sky Spear."

"You bastard! That's his problem, not mine!"

The woman stomped her foot fiercely, and the flower under her foot was not strong at all, and she was stepped on instantly.

"Ah~~!"

The woman let out a long exclamation, the whole person turned around in the air for two and a half weeks, and finally became a big font, and shot into the yellow spring river with a bang.

Tianhu wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his face: "This woman...should not be drowned, right?"