That night, it was late at night. The moonlight was like gauze, covering the street with a layer of cold and pale air.

On the quiet street, a primary school student carrying a schoolbag quietly appeared.

It is not an ordinary elementary school student, it is fat, it is a little fat man. It has a big word death printed on its forehead. This is the symbol of all death.

It is the LV3 Death God of Death that Shen Jungu encountered on the subway before.

LV3 is its level. This level can be included in the range of spiritual veins. It is comparable to manicure hunting. It belongs to the elite God of Death in the realm of Death.

The highest level of the God of Death is the Spirit King.

The Spirit King is said to be the top god of death with the imperial vein. However, with the status of Death Taro, he was still not seen.

Hitotaro stood at the gate of Sakura Girls' High School. There was a kitchen knife inserted on its backpack. This was not an ordinary kitchen knife, but a magical weapon specially used by the God of Death to kill ghosts and demons. People in the world called the ghost knife.

However, compared with Hua Wanwu's Soul-Suppressing Sword, it is one level behind.

Hitaro stared at the school. He saw a vortex-shaped yin energy hovering above the school, like the center of a storm. Ordinary humans cannot see this change. Only the god of death can feel such a strong yin energy.

It's really rare. Ditaro thought that only the place where the wronged souls gather will have such a terrible yin energy.

Before, it heard from other ghosts that the Sakura Girl is haunted, and it is not an ordinary ghost.

This news soon spread among the god of death.

But no one in his peers dared to challenge this task. Because they all know themselves and cannot be dealt with by an elite god of death to deal with such a powerful place of Yin Qi. I heard that some gods of death are forming teams and intend to join forces to destroy the evil spirits in the Sakura Girl High School.

From the degree of yin energy in this school, it can be judged that the people entrenched in the Sakura Girl's High School are at least five evil spirits above the level of evil spirits. The evil spirits are only one level worse than the Ghost King. Moreover, there are five!

It would be difficult for an elite god of death to deal with a demon, let alone five!

But this is an opportunity for Hitotaro.

As long as five evil spirits are eliminated, his level of death can be reached one level. It is even possible to reach the highest level of the Death Realm of LV1.

Therefore, it will come to this place alone before other death groups are teaming up.

"Hehe, you are mine." Death Taro, who found his prey, ran in excitedly.

Its figure disappeared into the school immediately.

What Taro Hitoshi was not aware of was that he was in the old school building at the school at this time.

A figure ran desperately in the corridor.

This is a young man, he also has a ghost-killing sword on his back and the word "death" on his forehead.

He is also one of the gods of death. But his level is two levels lower than that of Deatharo.

However, he and Shitaro had the same thing as they planned to conquer these five Park Aihua's unjust souls first and advance to the next level.

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He never expected that what he was going to deal with was so fierce!

Just in the corridor behind the young man, a terrible black gas surged out.

And in the black air, it seemed like a wild beast was roaring, "Uh!" It made a low voice, and the entire school building was shocked.

This thing is so terrible!

Although the young man was just an ordinary god of death, he had met many unjust souls at least.

For the first time, he encountered such a terrible monster.

"Uncle, I was wrong. I never dared to come again! Please let me go!" The young man ran and begged for mercy.

Suddenly he fell and the ghost-killing knife on his back fell out.

He didn't care about his embarrassing demeanor, so he quickly grabbed the ghost-killing sword and looked back.

Oh my god, the black air had already flowed in front of him, and soon surrounded him.

It's hard to see around.

The young man got up nervously. He held the ghost-killing sword tightly with both hands, and his feet were like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, trembling.

He knew it well and had fought with it just now.

It did not respond at all to his tricks.

His ghost-slaying sword is almost the same as a nail knife for it.

But even the nail clipper is his only weapon now.

Fight!

The young man held the ghost-slashing sword tightly and used all his strength to kill several and a half months into the depths of the black air.

The half-moon slash was slashed in, as if it was swallowed by a black hole, and it had no effect at all.

"Damn!" the young man cursed, and finally ran away again.

But he fell down immediately.

Something entangled his feet.

And, he raised him high.

"Let me go!" The young man hung upside down in the air. He struggled desperately, but it was useless.

"hey-hey!"

At this moment, he finally heard someone laughing evilly in the black air.

"Who is it!" The young man stared at the black gas in horror.

Slowly, a figure appeared.

When he walked in front of him, the young man saw the other person's face clearly, and he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The next second, he felt heart-wrenching pain.

The pain lasted only one second.

Because his body was instantly torn in half.

It's like going to KFC to eat roast chicken, it was easily torn apart in half.

The internal organs and intestines all over the ground, and the smell of blood filled the entire space.

The moonlight poured in from outside the corridor, like a layer of shroud, covering the pile of rotten flesh.

It's time for the morning. The sun cannot drive away the gloomy atmosphere that spreads over the Sakura Girls' College Campus.

Only this school’s atmosphere is unique.

On this street, the rest of the street is full of spring, and only the cherry blossom trees in the cherry blossoms, all the proud cherry blossom trees have fallen out of their leaves, and some of the trees have withered.

It was a depressing place, and the breeze blew over the fallen leaves on the ground.

The exterior walls of the teaching building have also become mottled, and the basketball racks, benches and other things on the campus are accelerating and corruption. This situation can only be explained by excessive yin energy.

Even the students in the school looked sick. They were frightened and listless. It was obvious that the number of people in some classrooms was sparse, because they were afraid of haunted rumors, and some students did not dare to come to class if they asked for leave.

If this continues, I am afraid that the Sakura Girls' High School will close down and be closed for school.

However, the Kendo tribe of Sakura Girls is an exception. Early in the morning, all members appeared in the dojo on time and were ready to train.

Although ghosts are terrible, for members, Hua Wanwu seems even more terrifying.

And in the locker room of the Kendo Ministry, Xia Zaoan and Achun were wearing kendo uniforms and stood in front of the mirror to look at their heroic posture.

"Hey, have you dressed?" Mikaka was also in the locker room. However, Xia Zaoan said that she was afraid that he would peek at him, so she let him face his back to the wall.

"Put it on. Come on."

After getting permission, Mikaka turned around. "How is it?" Xia Zaoan and Achun made a slut, "Is it handsome or not."

"Handsome! Handsome!" Mikaka said: "It's my turn to change clothes. You carry them over."

"Are you sick?" said Achun, "Your body is a woman. Will you suffer a loss if we take a look at it?"

"No. I will have a psychological burden." Mikaka refused.

At his strong request, Xia Zaoan and Achun had to turn around.

While changing into the kendo uniform, Mikaka said, "I have a question. Why do we want to join the kendo department? I haven't heard that you are interested in playing swords."

Xia Zaoan said while facing the wall: "Mikaka, are you stupid? You don't know that this school is haunted and very fierce."

"I know it's haunted," Mikaka said. "But what does haunted have to do with joining the Kendo Ministry?"

Achun said: "You are stupid. I ask you, who is the most powerful person in this school."

Mikaka said: "Then you need to ask, it must be Hua Wanwu."

Achun said: "So that's the case, that's all. If we want to be an undercover agent in this school, we have to find a backer. Otherwise, what should we do if we are targeted by the grudge?"

Xia Zaoyan said: "That's right. Those evil spirits of Park Aihua dare not approach Hua Wanwu."

Mikaka said, "Why?"

"Are you really confused? Do you pretend? Don't you know that Hua Wanwu is the King of Hunting? Moreover, the soul-squeezing sword in her hand is the artifact that ghosts fear the most. It's not unreasonable to call it [Soul-squeezing]. It's a artifact that even the God of Death World is awe."

"Oh!" Mikaka understood.

Achun said: "Hey, I heard that something strange happened again this morning in the classroom of Class 2, Grade 2."

"What a strange thing."

"It seems that the tables and chairs in the classroom were messed up."

"that's all?"
Chapter completed!