I seriously suspect that someone is lusting after my body!

Jon stared at Fallen Princess with a half-smile, and said teasingly: "Hey, you're blushing."

Fallen Princess:???

After being stunned for a while, she came to her senses and covered her mouth with a smile, "If the guest is really bad, he will make fun of me."

Every frown and every smile is full of charm.

I have to say that without the violence and cruelty in her eyes, Fallen Princess's human appearance is quite impressive.

As if he couldn't see the wooden stake-like ghost on the other side, Jon sat down and patted the floor beside him, "Come here and wait."

Even though Fallen Princess was unwilling in her heart, she could only sit down on her knees and hold the wine bottle in a very professional manner.

Unexpectedly, Jon refused, "You want me to use the wine bottles and cups that others have used?"

He looked sideways at Fallen Princess, "Is this the oiran?"

Fallen Princess:!!!

I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling.

Suppressing the urge to bite, she bowed and saluted, "I'm so sorry, I'll give you another one right now."

With that said, she personally picked up the small table in front of Jon, walked out of the room step by step, and went downstairs with the proprietress who was always standing at the door.

Onimai Tsuji Muzan realized that the opportunity had come, and deliberately said: "Friends, meeting each other is fate, how about drinking and drinking together?"

Jon sat cross-legged and sneered: "Who are you? Are we familiar with each other?"

After a pause, he continued, "Sorry, I only drink with women."

Kibutsuji Mubai gritted his teeth, his face showing blue veins, "Who do you think you are talking to..."

Just when he stood up, a golden fairy pattern suddenly appeared between Jon's eyebrows.

At the same time, a majestic holy light surged from his body!

"You little brat, who do you think you are talking to?"

He spoke indifferently, as if he were a god looking down on the world.

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan was so frightened that he was paralyzed on the spot.

It's not psychological numbness.

But physical numbness!

He had a premonition.

If you show even the slightest disrespect, the person opposite will crush him to death like an ant.

how so?

He is a great existence that surpasses human beings, and is only one step away from achieving perfection as the ultimate creature!

Even the fate of the country that year...

No.

Although Jiguo Yuanyi's sword is sharp, it is far less scary than the look in his eyes!

At this time, Jon said calmly: "A mere ghost dares to yell in front of me. Are all neon ghosts so arrogant?"

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan's expression changed again.

Meeting that look, he said bravely: "Who are you?"

"You alone deserve to know my identity?" Jon waved his hand, "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't kill you. Get out."

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan:......

He did not doubt what the other party said.

In fact, when he heard the words 'I won't kill you', he actually felt a little joyful in his heart.

Realizing this, Oniitsuji Muzan was both angry and powerless.

How many years has it been?

In addition to sunlight and sun breath users, he has one more thing to fear.

——The man in front of me exudes a dangerous aura!

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan said nothing, and stretched his legs stiffly.

But just as he was about to step out of the door, Jon's voice sounded again, "Wait a minute."

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan was shocked, thinking that the other party had gone back on his word.

Unexpectedly, Jon had no intention of taking action, but said with great interest: "Ghosts should be able to change their own form, right? You have pretty features and you are quite attractive.

Go, change into women's clothes, and come back and pour me some wine."

The words fell, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

The veins on Kibutsuji Muzan's face were so hideous that they were about to burst with blood.

How dare that guy...

How dare that guy...

Jon smiled secretly in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face, "I have memorized your scent. Even if you run away to the end of the world, I will still have a way to find you out.

I think you don’t want to be killed by me myself, so be obedient and I’ll wait for you here.”

Open the dictionary named 'Jon Joestar'.

You will find that there are three big words written on every page, "Bad Taste"

Letting the Ghost King accompany you for a drink is something only a human being can do.

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan clenched his fists, and his sharp nails dug deeply into his palms, dripping with dark red blood.

When Jon saw it, he pointed directly, and an invisible transparent filament was connected to Kibutsuji Mukai's body, "Don't get excited, it will be bad if you get angry."

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan turned around nervously and kept touching his body with his hands, "What did you do to me?!"

Most people can't see the filaments of the substitute, but that doesn't mean they can't feel it.

Especially a creature that transcends human beings like Onibatsuji Mumei, whose perception is extremely sharp.

He instinctively noticed that something seemed to be connected to his body, and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

Jon curled his fingers.

Onibutsuji Mumei's body immediately started to move uncontrollably.

Do you think I am a substitute messenger?

In fact, I am a puppet master.

Little D’s body is covered with filaments, and he looks like a puppet controlled by others. In fact, it is not the case. The ends of those transparent filaments are connected to the void, which means that the entire world is his puppet.

('world':???)

(Saionji World:???)

Even the authority of the world can be taken away, let alone a little ghost dance Tsuji Muzan, Jon said with a smile, "Do you think I am discussing with you?"

It was only then that Oniitsuji Muzan realized how big the gap was between himself and the other party.

His pale face turned red inexplicably, and he didn't know whether it was because of anger or humiliation.

The stalemate lasted for more than ten seconds.

Boss Dan bowed his head with all his heart.

He is afraid of death.

Even if he becomes the King of Ghosts.

Countless lives were slaughtered.

He is still afraid of death.

In order to survive.

Dignity means nothing.

Ghost Dance Tsuji lowered his head, "I...I understand..."

"Go ahead, I know who you are and where you are."

Jon said as he hooked his fingers wrapped in transparent filaments.

"Be obedient and you will survive."

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan nodded with difficulty.

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To be continued...