"How can there be ghosts in broad daylight? Are you hallucinating from watching too much AV? Mr. Fujimoto." Looking at the fat, white and elegant middle-aged man in front of him, wearing a kimono and gold-rimmed glasses, he said,
An evil smile appeared on the corner of Yang Tian's mouth.
"Yang, Yang Tian..." This white, fat and gentle man with a soft mouth looked at Yang Tian in fear. His originally white face was now as white as a jellyfish.
This acquaintance of Yang Tian was none other than Fujimoto, who Yang Tian had punished once in the karate club.
Ever since this unlucky kid was severely shocked by Yang Tian's "Emotional Law" in the karate club, Yang Tian's spiritual imprint has been planted in his mind ever since, leaving a trace of inner demons that cannot be driven away.
Whenever he thought of Yang Tian's demon-like aura that could destroy people's hearts, Fujimoto couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
Although the organization sent the most powerful person in the organization, Fujiran Iijima, a genius-level psychic who is said to be rare in a century, to deal with Yang Tian, no one in the organization seemed to doubt that there were things in the world that Fujiran Iijima could not solve.
opponent. But only Fujimoto knew that Fujiran Iijima, who had not contacted the organization for several days, must have been eliminated by Yang Tian!
Fujimoto, who has always been proud of being a quasi-core member of the Demon Envoy, a superpower organization that is above worldly power, discovered for the first time that the backer he always thought was unbreakable did not seem to be so reliable...
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The only thing that made Fujimoto happy was that Yang Tian had no interaction with the demon messenger. As long as he stayed in Komu and stopped running to China, there should be no chance of meeting that terrible man again.
But life is like a coffee table, filled with “cups”.
At this moment, Fujimoto finally realized that maybe his life was destined to be a tragedy from the moment he went to the Karate Club of Yukyo University...
"Mr. Fujimoto, you seem a little scared? Are you afraid of this handsome guy?" Yang Tian felt the strong fear and shrinkage in Fujimoto's heart, although Yang Tian didn't quite understand why Xiaoguchi was so afraid when he saw him.
, but of course he would not miss this great opportunity. His voice suddenly became extremely soft, full of a strange bewitching power, and a wave of emotional energy immediately wrapped around Fujimoto's consciousness space like tentacles.
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"Ya Mie Daddy! YA!!!" Sensing something bad, Fujimoto's face turned red like an actress, he screamed loudly, his hands flailed around, and his whole body trembled...
But his weak resistance was obviously unable to stop Yang Tian's domineering invasion.
"Mr. Fujimoto, stop thinking about those movies in broad daylight. Always thinking about Ya Mie is not good for your health. I think you are too tired now. Why don't you close your eyes and have a good rest..." Yang Tianna
The extremely soft voice sounded in Fujimoto's ears like a spell. At this moment, Fujimoto felt that Yang Tian's eyes were like two whirlpools, and his consciousness was slowly rolled in. Gradually, Fujimoto only felt that Yang Tian's eyes were like two whirlpools.
I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and my consciousness was getting blurry... Finally, my eyes went black and I completely lost consciousness.
"Ha, Mr. Fujimoto is indeed tired. Let me help you go back and rest." Yang Tian walked slowly and slowly while supporting the unconscious Fujimoto. It looked like he was helping a drunkard go home.
No one noticed the difference between the two of them.
After leaving the street, he turned onto a mountain road, and quickly rushed into the depths of the jungle. Yang Tian dropped Fujimoto and quickly stripped off his clothes.
After putting Fujimoto's costume on himself, Yang Tian looked at the naked Fujimoto and muttered disdainfully: "They say that the parts Oguchi exposed during the filming were all fake and artificially processed.
, In fact, the parts of Koguchimu are generally very shabby. It seems to be true. No wonder the Koguchi woman likes American soldiers very much..." After that, he threw the Fujimoto far away into the deep mountains and old forests.
No one will be able to discover him in ten or eight years.
Then, a strange aura spread out from Yang Tian's body, instantly covering his whole body. When the aura dissipated, something strange happened. Yang Tian's face turned white.
Fat and graceful, his figure has become bloated and short, and he also has a mustache under his nose. With this outfit, he is almost a replica of Fujimoto!
This is exactly the new ability that Yang Tian gained after comprehending the mystery of "spiritual elements".
At this time, Yang Tian did not really change his appearance, but transformed the "spiritual elements" around him according to his wishes. Anyone who is enveloped by this spiritual element will feel...
affected by this transformation.
And Yang Tian, who took advantage of Fujimoto's timidity to easily peel off, decompose, and integrate Fujimoto's spiritual space, has naturally mastered everything about Fujimoto, and has carried out this transformation perfectly. At this time, unless he is mentally
He surpassed Yang Tian in cultivation, otherwise no one would be able to see through Yang Tian’s disguise and would only think that he was Fujimoto!
After adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, an evil smile appeared on Yang Tian's white, fat and gentle face: "Yo Xi, then let me go to the magic altar to visit and work, hahaha..."
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The Demon Altar, the headquarters of the Demon Realm Messenger, is not far from where Yang Tian is now. After walking out of the mountainous area and turning onto a mountain road for about ten minutes, Yang Tian had already entered the interior of the Demon Altar.
This place with a very spooky name is actually not spooky or mysterious at all. Instead, it looks a bit worldly.
A brightly lit, spacious and bright modern reception hall is the meeting hall of this so-called magic altar. There are rows of long bookshelves in the hall, and there are all kinds of weird books on the bookshelves. There are scattered books under the bookshelves.
There were some long tables, round stools, sofas and other furniture. At this time, many people with different skin colors and languages were sitting around the long table, either reading books or whispering to each other to exchange their experiences on supernatural powers.
If he hadn't discovered that these people were obviously not ordinary people, Yang Tian would have almost thought that he had not come to some magic altar, but to the library of some university.
Along the way, people who were familiar with Fujimoto kept nodding and greeting Yang Tian, and Yang Tian also responded to Fujimoto's usual behavior with a smile, nod and bow.
It does look like a university club with a strong academic atmosphere. It is not at all like a cult organization with a strict hierarchy and a gloomy atmosphere as Yang Tian guessed.
At this time, Yang Tian noticed a fairly tall young man with yellow skin.
This young man seems a bit out of tune with the overall atmosphere. Everyone here looks like a friend with whom to exchange knowledge. Only the behavior of this young man can make it easy for people to see through who is better than him.
High, who is lower than him?
"Fujita-kun." After searching Fujita's memory, Yang Tian called out to the young man. This young man was Qian Fu's eldest brother. He had joined Kuchiki's nationality and was renamed Fujita Taka Qian Fu.
"Mr. Fujimoto!" Fujita Takashi turned around and saw Yang Tian. His eyes suddenly lit up. He trotted over quickly and stood next to Yang Tian with a humble look on his face. "Mr. Fujimoto, what are your orders?"
Looking at the humble Fujita Takashi, Yang Tian's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain and disgust.
"If you don't behave like a good Chinese, you want to be Xiaokou Mu's lackey, and you dare to provoke this handsome guy's woman, so don't blame this handsome guy for being ruthless!" With this thought in his mind, Yang Tianbai's fat and gentle face smiled even more.
He said kindly, "Fujita-kun, when the chairman arrives and the conference is convened, please stand next to me."
"Ah, ah! This..." Fujita Takashi looked unbelievable and flattered.
When the annual experience exchange conference of the Demon World Messenger is held, each member's position in the conference is very particular. Members standing at the front can not only observe the research results displayed at the conference at close range, but also
It is of great benefit to one’s cultivation, and it is also a symbol of status.
Originally, characters like Fujita Takashi could only stand on the outermost three floors at most, but Fujimoto was able to stand directly next to the chairman!
"What? Fujita-kun doesn't seem very happy?" Yang Tian's face turned cold and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What the hell, what the hell!" Fujita Takashi said in a loud voice, shaking his hands like a convulsion. Then he said with a flattering face, "Mr. Fujimoto's cultivation, I will remember Wu Nei, and I am deeply grateful!"
"Okay, haha..." Yang Tian patted Takashi Fujita on the shoulder seemingly in praise, but a few traces of hidden emotional energy had taken the opportunity to quietly escape, entangled in Takashi Fujita's mental space.
"The chairman is here!" At this time, someone suddenly shouted loudly.
Then, a small door on the left wall of the meeting hall was opened, and a middle-aged man with a majestic look and sharp eyes walked into the hall surrounded by several old men in black suits.
This middle-aged man came straight to a huge metal round table in the middle of the hall and stood there, glancing at everyone in the hall.
This simple action caused the hall that originally exuded a casual and relaxed atmosphere to be suddenly replaced by a slightly tense and serious atmosphere. Everyone involuntarily stopped reading or discussing, and came quickly and orderly.
When I arrived at the round table, I stood at my rightful place.
And Yang Tian also immediately judged that the chairman of the Demon World Messenger was also a person with mental powers, and he seemed to be stronger than Fujiran Iijima.
"Let's go, Fujita-kun." Waving to Takashi Fujita, Yang Tian quickly walked towards the opposite side of the round table and stood next to the chairman.
"Gentlemen..." At this time, the middle-aged chairman spoke slowly and said in a slightly excited tone, "I believe that this conference will be unforgettable for you, because this time we, the messengers of the Demon Realm,
Great progress has been made in the research on that mysterious cultivation treasure!"