I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Ahem, I exchanged it with someone.

Soul Society's Villain: Hmm? What do you have to trade? Didn't you exchange the points you earned from this mission for beauty coupons?

Miss Beaver: Beauty coupons?

Lazy Kitten: Is there such a thing?

Soul Society's Evildoer: Yes, this beauty voucher can be used for unlimited touch-ups and makeup. The price is not cheap, it costs more than 6,000.

Book artist: A little over 6,000, you’re really willing to spend that much, Sister Xiaonan!

Hatchet Girl: But this thing feels flashy and impractical. People won’t exchange this kind of coupon with you, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: He might not be tempted by the beauty coupons, since he's a man after all. But he'd definitely care about his own life, right? He'd definitely be willing to trade his life for a coupon!

Miss Beaver:?

Skirt-lifting maniac:?

Book artist: Phew!

Skull Island Handsome Guy: After all, we still robbed someone else, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: What do you mean by robbing? Don't be so harsh! I'm doing this for his own good! With his strength, going to a place like that wouldn't be asking for trouble. I'm helping him save his life!

The villain in Soul Society: Did they thank you?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Not really, after all, he can no longer make any sound.

Miss Beaver: ...dead?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: No, it’s just that my vocal cords were damaged by me.

Book Artist: Phew! Speaking of which, isn't it forbidden to kill each other in the reincarnation space?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Some areas are not like this, such as the outskirts. Just use a little trick to make him follow you.

Book artist: What a clever trick!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Enough talk. Let's go. I've opened a passage, Sister Hua!

The villain of Soul Society: Wait a moment, I'm still combing my hair!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Ah, the passage has been opened.

Book artist: Hahahaha, you two are going to become crosstalk performers now, right?

Curly-haired boy: [Picture] [Picture] Look, look! Gin-san, my impressive achievements! Blackbeard, Whitebeard! In front of Gin-san, they're all dogs! Hahahaha, they're all dogs!

Book Artist:? Holy crap!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Yin, you...

Hatchet Girl: What the hell? What the hell is that? How did you manage to beat all these people down?

Lazy Kitten: He must be crazy! We ignored him! So he just went crazy! He didn't care if we were hostile or not, he just did it first and talked about it later?

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Book artist: This... seems possible!

Curly-haired guy:??? What do you mean it seems like this is possible? Gin-san, am I a lunatic in your eyes?

Book artist: Even if it’s not, it’s probably close.

Curly-haired boy:?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Don't get me wrong, Yin! I don't think you're crazy. At best, you're just a fool in my heart!

Curly-haired guy: Should I thank you?

This is an actor: So, why did even Whitebeard suffer from you?

Curly: Well, is there a possibility? I mean, one possibility, that he is itching to spar with me?

The illustrator: I don't believe you, Whitebeard is that kind of person? Do you think he's Hawkeye?

Curly-haired boy: Well, he was affected by my ghost path. I don't know why the ghost path defenses of people in this world are so weak.

Hatchet Girl: When you were affected by the Ghost Dao, what Ghost Dao did you use? Five Dragons Transmigration or One Blade Cremation?

Curly: Neither. Just an ordinary number 88. But I didn't expect the old man to be so overwhelmed that he just collapsed. Oh, he's not completely dead yet, he's still breathing.

Illustrator: Number 88's Flying Dragon Strike Thunder Cannon? Hey, that's not too weak, okay? It's really strange, though. It's fine if the others can't handle it, but why can't Whitebeard handle it? He's considered the pinnacle of combat power in the pirate world, right? His strength should be no less than that of a Death God captain.

Lazy Kitten: Well, could it be that people in the pirate world have no magic resistance?

Hatchet Girl: That's impossible. Don't those who have eaten devil fruits use magic attacks?

Lazy Kitten: No, the magic attack I'm talking about here is a special attack of the spirit particle type. If the pirate world is a world lacking spirit particles, then such a spirit particle attack would be a devastating blow to the people of the native world.

Curly-haired guy: Wait, that seems to be the case. Look, Hawkeye still hasn't escaped. [Image] The world's strongest swordsman, this shouldn't be the case, right?

Book artist: There is something, so the people in the pirate world all have weak spiritual bodies?

Lin Fengjiao: Everything in the world is mutually dependent and mutually exclusive, so this is possible.

After sending the message, Lin Jiu gradually walked towards the location he had agreed to meet with Zhiqiu Yiye and the others. But before he had taken a few steps, he heard a miserable scream from the front.

Not daring to delay, Lin Jiu immediately stepped forward. What caught his eyes were several corpses that had already turned into pus.

Judging from their clothing, these people should be the Fu family's guards. Fu Qingyue herself stood beside the corpses, trembling.

"What's going on? Where are Ning Caicheng and the others?" Lin Jiu asked.

"They, they were captured by a group of unknown creatures." Fu Qingyue took a breath and said quickly, "Those things can spit out acid, so scary!" As he spoke, Fu Qingyue's body trembled again.

"Is that so?" Lin Jiu frowned and turned around and said, "So it seems that I have been lured away from the mountain by a tiger?"

The moment he turned around, he saw Fu Qingyue's appearance suddenly changed. Her mouth split open towards her ears, and her entire face became wrinkled.

A long tongue emerged from the mouth and coiled around Lin Jiu's neck. However, before the tongue touched Lin Jiu's body, a ray of silver light suddenly lit up.

puff.

A thin black line appeared on the monster's neck, and its head fell straight down from the neck.

"If you want to transform into a human form in the future, you'd better learn to cover up the bad smell on your body." Lin Jiu looked at it with a cold expression and continued to walk forward.

Skirt-Up Monster: So, Yin, what are you going to do next? How are you going to close this business?

Curly: Huh? Why should I be the one to close the stall? Does this situation have anything to do with me, Gin-san? No! Gin-san, after all, I'm just a spectator. How can I ask a customer to close the stall? Are you stupid?

Skirt-Up Maniac: But you are the one who created this mess, shouldn’t you take responsibility?

Curly-haired boy: Puff, where did you come from, you comedian? Why do you want me to take responsibility? Gin-san, I won't take this responsibility. Gin-san, I'm leaving. Nami-san is still waiting for me.

Illustrator: Forget it, Ruiko-chan. You should know that he's just such a loser. Even if he says he'll take responsibility, I don't believe him.

Hatchet Girl: Yeah, he's not capable of taking responsibility. To put it bluntly, the next step should be to capitalize on our victory, using our record of defeating Whitebeard to expand our influence and reach, and promote our ideas. But forget about Gin; he's definitely not up to the task.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Yeah, I overestimated him.

Curly-haired boy: ??? You guys said something outrageous. What do you mean by "Gin-san, I'm incompetent"? Why don't you explain to me what you mean by "I'm incompetent"?

Hatchet Girl: No means no, do I need to explain?

Skull Island Handsome Guy: You don’t even know what propaganda is. How can we explain this?

Curly-haired boy: Bullshit, Gin-san, I don't know? You guys, stop looking down on me. I'm going to show you how to do this today!

Book artist: Forget it. Inadequate publicity will turn into a disaster.

Hatchet Girl: Right, right. Not only will it not help the people, but it will only plunge them into greater confusion. Forget it, forget it.

Curly-haired boy: You stinky girls...

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Which brother or sister can help me see what place this is? [Picture]

When the image was clicked, everyone was greeted by a dimly lit environment. Colorful neon lights flickered, and strange steam-produced steel signs hung outside low-rise buildings.

In the distance, several small, winding canals flowed, but what flowed through them wasn't water at all, but a strange, dark red liquid. This entire area seemed like a perfect fusion of futuristic technology and poverty, reminiscent of the legendary cyberpunk.

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Skirt-lifting maniac: Hey, these words are so weird! They look like English, but they're clearly not.

Lazy Little Kitten: Since it’s the world of League of Legends, it must be the language of that world.

Book Artist: So what kind of world is this League of Legends? Let’s give you an introduction to the plot.

Lazy Kitten: Well, not really.

Miss Beaver:?

Book artist:? .

Skirt-lifting maniac: No, no?

Lazy Kitten: Really, not really. Those MOBA games don't have a complete, well-defined storyline. It's a world made up of scattered heroes, and the so-called storyline is also made up of each hero's backstory. I haven't played it in a while, so I've forgotten most of it. I only remember the general factions the heroes belonged to and their relationships.

Book Artist: Bah, what use are you then?

Hatchet Girl: Don’t say that, it can still catch mice.

Lazy Kitten: Shut up, who the hell is catching mice! I'm not a cat that catches mice! Do you know what a pet cat is? I'm a pet cat!

Illustrator: I get it, I get it! It's like being collared and then being touched and played with as you please.

Lazy Kitten:?

Book Artist: Isn’t it?

Lazy Kitten: I...

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, laughing to death!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Don't laugh yet, I still don't know where this place is! Also, where are you, Sister Hua? Why aren't you with me?

The villain of Soul Society: I was one step behind you, and then I was teleported to another place.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village:?

The Villain of Soul Society: [Image]

When I clicked on the picture, I was greeted by a world of ice and snow. Snowflakes were drifting in the sky, and the surroundings were a vast expanse of white.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: ...

Book Artist: Damn, it's so cold! Just looking at this picture makes me feel a chill that goes deep into my bones.

Soul Society's villain: It's okay, I can handle it with the Nine Yang Divine Art. But according to my estimation, it's at least 70 degrees below zero here.

Hatchet Girl: This is almost the same as the South Pole on Earth.

Soul Society's Villain: I looked up from a high vantage point, and this is only the outer reaches of the area. It should get even colder if we go deeper.

Book Artist: Find a warm place quickly!

Skirt Uplifter: Holy shit, you two are really good at teleporting. You're completely worlds apart!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: A little stiff.

Xiaonan really didn't know how to complain. This shouldn't be her fault, right? Then should she blame Sister Hua for her delay? That wasn't appropriate either. It was just fate.

pat.

Just as she shook her head and sighed, a small figure brushed past her. It was a girl with short pink hair. She looked at Xiaonan with a stern expression on her face. "Hey, you must be from up there, right?"

above?

Xiaonan blinked and looked up. What came into view was a covered sky, with faint spots of light cast from above.

"It's better for a young lady like you not to stay here." The young girl crossed her arms across her chest like a little adult and said lightly, "Otherwise, no one can guarantee what will happen." After that, she walked straight towards the alley in front.

This kid is quite interesting.

Xiaonan could sense the kindness in the girl's heart. Although her words might be a bit harsh, Xiaonan knew that she was thinking of him.

But what will happen, it's dangerous here?

With this curiosity in mind, Xiaonan walked straight towards the girl. As he entered the alley, he saw the girl lying on the ground.

Beside her lay several other boys and girls. The youngest one had blue hair and looked weak and very conspicuous.