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Chapter 83 Creeping

"Aunt Bi, long time no see. How are you?"

"Do I look okay?"

Bisji shook her right shoulder, the short sleeves of her dress were empty, she said angrily.

On the rooftop, only Jing Yang and Xiao Di came here to greet her. They didn't have any scruples when it came to talking. Jing Yang frowned and asked seriously: "Xiao Di and I were dumped by the ghost on Greed Island."

Flying out, they each landed near some unknown thing related to the Dark Continent... Bisji, what about you, what happened to you can actually take your right hand..."

Bisji sighed: "It's just an arm. I'm lucky. Thanks to the transformation talisman you threw over when we separated, I finally lurked for a while to cultivate, and waited until the Nitro meeting.

You will always find me."

Her telekinesis ability can be called a perpetual motion machine. As long as there is not much difference in body shape before and after transformation, the consumption of the seventy-two transformation talismans per second may not be as fast as her own recuperation per second.

But, what the hell did he encounter that could make Bisiji lie dormant after losing an arm...

"Is there really such a fierce monster in Meteor Street?" Jing Yang asked doubtfully.

According to the Chimera Ant Chapter of the comic, the Phantom Troupe is basically the first echelon of fighting force in Meteor Street. The ants caused trouble and had to ask the Buddha of the troupe to come back and clean Meteor Street... How could it be like a fantasy novel?

What kind of peerless master is hidden?

What about the Supreme Elder? What about Feng Qingyang? What about the sweeping monk?

Bisji said strangely: "You said it yourself, we were transported by the game mechanism of Greed Island to the vicinity of unknown things related to the Dark Continent... Why do you subconsciously think that some hidden master interrupted my line?

arm?"

Jing Yang choked.

Xiaodi said aside: "Jing Yang probably thinks that in a chaotic place like Meteor Street, the most dangerous thing is the people in it."

Seeing that her expression was the same as usual, Bisji smiled and said, "People who are unfamiliar with her may think you are mocking Jing Yang for wearing colored glasses when looking at Meteor Street."

"Why?" Xiaodi asked in surprise, "This is indeed how Meteor Street is viewed by the whole world."

Bisji was noncommittal and found Jing Yang staring straight at his empty right sleeve, and then suddenly reached out to grab it. Bisji swayed slightly to avoid Jing Yang's grasp.

"What are you doing!" Bisi Ji shouted softly and stepped on Jing Yang's forearm.

Jing Yang laughed dryly: "Don't I just want to observe how fast it is to reattach a broken arm?"

Xiaodi was surprised again: "Has Bisji already planted a star?"

Bisji coughed lightly and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed and he looked up coldly: "Sneaky, you are still so weak."

ah?

Jing Yang noticed something was wrong and looked back. On the roof of the rooftop passage, a burly figure with messy white hair was crouching there. He looked like a male lion lying there, looking down at them leisurely.

When did Siba come?

This guy is really elusive!

Xiba was not annoyed by Bisji's cynicism: "You are getting younger and younger as you live, which is different." Without looking at Bisji's reaction, she said to Jing Yang: "The deal is done."

Xiba nodded slightly, leaving a shadow on the spot, and his true form was gone.

Soon, the shadow also dissipated.

The deal was concluded... Did he already know that Wo Jin was tortured to death by us? Jing Yang was surprised.

Xiaodi raised his head and asked curiously: "What kind of telekinesis ability does he have? Every time he switches with his clone, there is no sign at all..."

Bisji looked at the dissipated shadow of Xiba and said in a deep voice: "Release system, "Shadow Dancer". After releasing the shadow dancer, Xiba's true body is hidden in all the shadow dancers and can be interacted with at any time.

Replacement..."

Jing Yang thought to himself, Xiba doesn't know how far the so-called shadow dancers have been dispersed in the city these days... It's at least dozens of kilometers, right? What level is Xiba's release training level?

Xiaodi continued to be curious: "Why does Bisiji know so much?"

Bisji was silent for a moment and said calmly: "The name of Beating the enemy is known to all the world. In my time, this Xiba = Beating the enemy, he was really a strong enemy among his peers!"

Jing Yang nodded and couldn't help but said: "Auntie, when you are reminiscing about the past, could you please get off my arm first?"

Bisij rolled his eyes, jumped down slightly, and lifted up his right sleeve with his left hand, revealing a shoulder-length broken arm - the wound was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut off by some sharp blade, and the fracture went upwards, close to Bisji's diagonal

The position of the skin reveals a rose gold pentagram pattern.

It's just that the cross-section of the wound at this time bulged outwards from the center like a deadpool, and a small embryo of a baby-like hand grew out...

The baby's little hands are still squirming and growing slowly.

Xiaodi saw it in a strange way, getting closer and closer. It was also the first time that Jingyang observed his own star mark at such a close distance. He even couldn't help but stretched out his finger to touch it, but Bisiji was annoyed.

He slapped it away.

Looking up again, Jing Yang frowned slightly, looking absentminded.

Jing Yang said: "It seems the winner has been decided."

"What's the difference?" Bisji wondered.

Xiaodi said: "He should be referring to Kurapika's battle."

Before Bisiki realized who Kurapika was, Jing Yang had already left first.

——

In the chaotic exhibition hall, blood was dripping from the chain saw hanging down from the large sleeves of the jade-faced Taoist nun, and the large sleeves of the broad robe were standing behind Kurapika.

When Jing Yang arrived, the jade-faced Taoist nun floated over to him. With a flick of her sleeves and robe, the blood-stained chain saw dissipated. The talisman is a one-time use and can be dispelled after use.

There was not a single exhibit in sight in the entire empty exhibition hall, and there was no one except Kurapika. Ordinary people, needless to say, had already been evacuated. Even the security and staff did not dare when the gods were fighting.

Get close easily.

Kurapika stood there with his back to him, the aura on his body still strong, still like fire.

Apparently, he hasn't lifted the flaming eyes yet.

A large materialized book floated in front of him.

Hearing the footsteps approaching from behind, Kurapika suddenly said: "Jing Yang, I have a question. Please answer me seriously."

"Say." Jing Yang said casually.

What about Chrollo?

It seems that among the members of the Phantom Troupe that I don't know the details of, there is indeed a teleportation teleportation ability... The sudden disappearance of the previous Feitan, Finks, and Wojin is very strange. Based on my own hearing, it seems that it is

Before hearing them disappear, under the fierce sunlight that the flying tank manifested, the three men of Wojin seemed to be chanting something.

It can't be some kind of teleportation spell, right?

"..." Kurapika asked calmly with his back to Jing Yang, "I want to ask you, why have you never had any murderous intention towards the members of the Phantom Troupe from the beginning to the end?"

Since Coola answered seriously, Jing Yang thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I don't hate them that much."

But I thought in my heart: "Who hasn't reached the middle school stage yet? When I first read the manga, I thought the troupe was cool and bombastic, right? If you want to blame it, go ahead and blame it. The troupe was portrayed as quite charming.

Togashiba..."

Kurapika nodded, not sure what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the big book floating in front of him flashed with red light, and Kurapika himself turned into a ball of mental energy and flew into the "abyss" of the big book.

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