Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

Yilong pushed the door open.

The entertaining lights almost flashed to Chu Mo himself. The eight houses of the Sheqi are not bad because they are the underworld emperors of Japan.

The ground is seamlessly assembled with crystal glass, five-color lights change under the feet, but in the sky are quaint wooden columns and red tooth cornices, and vermilion wooden stairs circle along the four walls. Before anyone stepped into Yuzao for the first time, there was an unreal feeling, feeling that he was soaring in the glow.

Girls wearing maple red kimonos lined up on the dance floor, their skin was as delicate and gorgeous as golden satin. The mythical nine-tailed demon fox Yuzao was covered with gold in front of it, and even the emperors could not resist her golden carcass. In front of Yuzao, the dancers applied gold powder to reproduce the myth. Their golden bodies also have faint patterns, which are small poems written in Japanese.

The girls stuck stickers on their bodies before applying the gold powder, and then removed the stickers after the gold powder was applied, and the poems were left on the body. The words and expressions on each person were different, and together they were a complete "Vajra Sutra" .

Even Chu Mo couldn't help but wonder when he saw this scene for the first time.

I can only sigh that the rich can really play.

"Hum ..." Xia Mi hummed behind Chu Mo, venting her dissatisfaction.

"Do you feel like you are in a forest of steles." Yi Long sighed. This is indeed a stele forest, with each girl's body as a stele, writing the most enchanting Buddhist scriptures in the world.

"In order to receive you, Mr., this is the highest specification of our Inuyama family."

"Today's club temporarily drove away many guests."

"I have a heart." Chu Mo said lightly, enjoying the peace of mind.

Standing high on the third floor stood an old man wearing a navy blue kimono, holding a white paper fan and tapping his palm.

He is the owner of the Inuyama family, Inuyama.

The dance music played, the golden dancers danced vigorously, and dozens of pairs of golden long legs stretched out a graceful arc. Anger wandered through the phalanx, such as Lin Yu's legs rising and falling beside him, and the golden powder was fragrant.

The band is located on the second floor. They are girls wearing traditional kimonos. Their necklines are wide open, revealing their skin as white as jade, and they have different victories compared to the golden dancers.

This is also the strength of the Inuyama family. The Inuyama family in the underworld of Japan is engaged in customs.

At the end of the song, the dancers and pianos bowed together: "Welcome Mr. Chu!"

The colored **** on the roof exploded, and countless petals fell from the sky, covering the ground, stairs and shoulders of Chu Mo and Xia Mi.

"Xia Mi, you go to rest for a while." Chu Mo turned his head and asked.

The Yilong beside him immediately understood and made a please gesture: "Miss Xia, please here."

Chu Mo went up to the third floor by himself. The person wearing navy blue kimono stood by the vermilion wooden railing. He had short black and white hair, his body was tough, and his sword eyebrows were flying.

After seeing Chu Mo, Inuyama first habitually looked at both eyes, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.

He felt the coercion of the superior from the young man.

"I didn't expect that the Dragon Slayer in Megatron recently looked like this, it was simply too handsome."

Inuyama was very polite and bowed slightly when speaking, giving him respect.

"The owner of the Inuyama family will also flatter?" Chu Mo said half-jokingly, and walked over.

Inuyama straightened up a little embarrassedly, was a little angry, but didn't dare to say much, followed closely behind Chu Mo, like a follower.

At the end of the hallway, the door slowly opened, and the girls were full of light.

"い ら つ し ゃ い ま せ." The girls bowed together, their long hairs drooping, and the ends were graceful like hooks.

This is a pure Japanese room with wooden grids on all four sides. A long table is placed in the middle of the Japanese room. A copper basin filled with clear water is placed on the long table, and cherry blossom petals are scattered on the clear water. It's extremely simple here, only decorated with girls.

The girls on both sides of the long table wear black student uniforms and white shirts, but each has its own beauty.

"It's really a rain of bullets, although it's a meat bullet." Chu Mo said lightly.

These women do indeed look good, and it can even be said that this is Xia Mi.

"This is just one of the ways that everyone at Baqi expresses respect."

The owner of the Longma family, Longma Xianichiro also waited here and explained.

"No need, I'm really not interested in the goods of several hands." Chu Mo's lips raised, "not to mention when I reached into their skirts, who knows whether they touched the white flower's thigh or the dagger and the pistol . "

"Mr. Chu smiled, you go down first." Inuyama's face was quite ugly, waving the women on both sides back.

Only the woman who performed and served. But the posture is much worse.

Chu Mo took a cigar out of the cigar box on the shore table, and immediately a blaze of light ignited in front of him. The girl closest to him got up and knelt down halfway, trying to light him with a long-stick match.

"You are not used to matches." Chu Mo shook his head and refused. He gently snapped his fingers, and his fingers exuded heat and flames, lighting the cigar.

With a slight flick of the hand, the flame on the finger disappeared.

Inuyama and Ichiro Ryoma have both contracted their pupils. But it did not show.

The sushi chef used a one-meter long white wooden boat to hold the raw fish, and the aroma of the wine began to float indoors.

After three rounds of drinking, the main drama began.

"Mr. Chu. What should I do for going to Tokyo? If you are going to our place in Baqi, please don't be polite, just speak."

Inuyama said with a smile, like an old man.

But in fact, how can a kind of gangster be kind? What's more, they are all mixed races, all of them are thugs who have power and ignore the law.

"Yes, wouldn't Mr. Chu find any traces of dragons in Japan?"

"If this is the case, we will do our best to assist, after all, Tulong is also our word", this long knife is attached to their backs, the handle is on the neck and the tip of the knife is below the hips, so they sit upright and straighten their waists. .

Sure enough, as Chu Mo said, there is a crisis here.

Chu Mo ignored the sharp blades in the hands of the dancers and slowly took off his suit jacket, untied his tie and faded his shirt.

His sturdy upper body was exposed, with some small and large wounds on his body.

"I'm afraid that my clothes will get dirty later. This was bought by my woman and was accidentally damaged. I will be nagging when I go back."

Chu Mo said lightly that this dress was bought by Rose.

"Oh, the premise is that you have a life to go back! I'm going to see, why did you kill that guy!"

Inuyama is referring to Anger, growling angrily!

At the next moment, the dancing girls hugged up, and countless handle knives reflected the pale light and shadows, and the long hair of the piano girls were covered in the same way as ink pens left unbridled ink on rice paper. All nine kinds of cutting methods in Japanese sword surgery ... Tangzhu, cassock cutting, reverse chopping, left crosscut, right crosscut, left cutup, right cutup, headwind, stab ... every space above and below Chu Mo's body All filled with knife light.

Chu Mo did nothing. But suddenly hot lava left in my eyes!

The glow of red glowed with gold. The coercion of the Dragon King vented unreservedly!

"what!!"

There was a loud scream, and the blades they wielded had no courage to shoot the Dragon King!

It became like a soft-leg shrimp. Paralyzed!

"How can this be?"

Including Inuyama, he has lost the courage to launch his own spirit. Although he is not as embarrassed as these dancers, he has lowered his head.

He dared not look into those eyes. The man in front of him was serious. He didn't even have the qualification to shoot.

"It's really disappointing. Just now with a high-pitched tone, did you think you can bring me some joy?"

Chu Mo said lightly, "You follow Ange's evaluation of you, you are a complete waste!"

"Shut up !!!"

The word waste is too much excitement for Inuyamaga. Suddenly he slammed and climbed up from the ground with shaking.

"boom!"

Inuyamaga's clothes exploded, and the "Nengzhan Yanmotu" behind him came to life, and Guimaru Guogang shook in the scabbard.

Inuyamaga's words and spirits are "moments". Moments can double the speed of the releaser's own actions, and the acceleration effect increases by a multiple of 2. The primary moment can only increase the speed by 2 times, the second order reaches 4 times the speed, the third order 8 times the speed, the fourth order 16 times the speed ... The seventh order brake can break through to 128 times the speed.

In the heyday when he could reach 128 times the speed, he was once known as the sword sage in the eight homes of Sheqi. If he wields the sword of Juhe in a hurry, no opponent can see his knife. In the eyes of his opponent, his knife is just a slight flash of air.

Speed ​​reproduction.

Chu Mo smiled faintly, with a little interest.

"Then how fast can you reach?" In Chu Mo's speech, Inuyamaga has reached the seventh order moment!

But Chu Mo could feel that this was not his limit, and such a speed was far from even half of Angers.

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