Naruto: The whirlpool noodles that came out of Infinite Tsukiyomi

Chapter 56 Ido
With the infiltration of the spirit body, Mian Ma opened his eyes again, and came to a boundless space.

This space is like a canvas that has been reused countless times, then kneaded into balls and discarded at will.

The pure white canvas is continuously smeared with paint, and finally turned into this distorted color,

There was also a disgusting smell of paint throughout the space.

"This is the spiritual space of Kurama Yakumo? It seems that the distortion of the spirit has begun to take shape."

Mian Ma looked around, looking at the paintings floating around, thinking in his heart.

On each of the paintings, there are varying degrees of the power of yin escape.

Some sunny paintings are normal, but those dark and distorted paintings give Mianma a feeling of "distorting reality with virtual reality".

Kurama Yakumo may be the most talented blood successor limiter in the history of the Kurama clan.

The ability of blood succession has been sublimated, and it has a bit of the power of yin escape that creates nothing.

For example, the things drawn on the drawing paper will appear in reality, which is the embodiment of the power of yin escape.

"However, it is precisely because of this extreme Yin escape power that her physical fitness is so weak."

Her body couldn't bear this powerful force.On the contrary, the nutrients in the body will be squeezed by the power of Yin Dun, resulting in oppression.

Face Mahjong shifted his gaze to the figure on the stone platform.

Kurama Yakumo didn't seem to feel the arrival of his uninvited guest at all, holding the paintbrush in his right hand, aimlessly painting the blue sky, white clouds, creeks, etc., painting all the scenes that could calm her down.

But the more he drew, the more restless Kuruma Yakumo felt in his heart.

"How ugly this painting is, why not destroy it with one stroke!"

A hoarse and deep voice seemed to ring in his ears, and Kurama Yakumo paused holding the paintbrush, falling into hesitation.

One stroke, destroy...

And just when her breathing became short of breath, and the paintbrush was about to fall with a wave.

"Your heart is really fragile and sensitive, is it because you bear too many people's expectations?"

A deep voice came, and the lament-like tone instantly interrupted Yakumo's strange state.

"you……"

Kuruma Yakumo was startled, he got up and turned around.

Just as she was about to question the person behind her, she suddenly realized that her body seemed to be weighed down by ten thousand catties, making her unable to move at all.

And those blue eyes, as deep as the ocean, kept magnifying and magnifying in Kurama Yakumo's eyes until they occupied all of her field of vision.

"What a poor child."

At this moment, Yakumo felt the warm palm caressing the top of his head, and an inexplicable smell dispelled the long-accustomed smell of paint.

When Kurama Yakumo came back to his senses, there was only a strange figure in black with black hair and a mask in front of him.

Only those dark blue eyes shimmered in this dark space.

"who are you?"

Kurama Yakumo slapped away the palm that was caressing the top of his head, took a step back and looked at his numb face vigilantly.

"You want to be a ninja?"

"……what?"

Yakumo was stunned when he heard the words, and then cast a resentful look at Mianma.

Undoubtedly, the problem of facial numbness hit her sore spot.

She actually listened to the conversation between her parents and Xi Hihong just now.

Born weak, it is very likely that he will not be able to become a ninja...

Kurama Yakumo gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his sharp nails almost pierced into his palms.

Various negative emotions such as anger, jealousy, and resentment rolled in her heart.

"I can turn illusions into real ones. As long as you want, whether it's a strong body, superb secret techniques, or even this world, you can have them all!"

The gloomy and crazy voice reappeared, an unprecedented sense of power filled my heart, and my body became full of vigor and vitality.

Kurama Yakumo couldn't help being intoxicated by this overly real sense of power, and his consciousness gradually became blurred under this sense of power, only to feel

There must be something deep in my heart that wants to break through the confinement.

Something like fog in the mental space kept attaching to her.

The black hair gradually turned white, the nails also gradually grew, the face gradually became ferocious, and the two ghost horns on the top of the head were about to grow.

"Want to snatch the person I fancy in front of me?"

Mianma stretched out his palm and stroked Yakumo's head: "Can it be done? It's up to you."

A pair of eyes shimmered, facing Yakumo.

And when his eyes froze.

Yakumo, who fell into a strange state, was struck by lightning instantly, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze, and his heart beat wildly.

In front of her numb eyes, everything about her seemed to be invisible, not even her soul could escape.

"Ah! Damn guy!!"

And the "monster" who was also hidden deep in her heart screamed directly, with a terrified tone.

Using spiritual power to probe into Yakumo's mind, he naturally saw that ugly monster.

Suddenly said with some disgust: "It's really ugly."

"A sub-personality that has absorbed negative emotions and the ability to inherit blood, dare to claim to be the master of the world?"

Yakumo's blood successor can be said to be the strongest in the history of the Kurama clan, capable of turning illusion into reality.

Yakumo is at a sensitive age. Hearing Yuhihong's "words", under unwillingness and resentment, the blood that cannot be perfectly controlled begins to play a role, creating this spiritual monster out of thin air.

This is just one of the products of her blood inheritance ability, which she created subconsciously, longing for another self who has no scruples.

"The easiest solution now is to reintegrate the two personalities into one, but now it seems that Yakumo will be swallowed by the product of this negative emotion."

There is a part of this monster that Yakumo aspires to be and possess.

Like strength, like courage.

Pommel horse Yakumo's hair was disheveled, and he looked crazy. A crazy roar came from Yakumo's mouth, dull and hoarse.

Yakumo's body also changed, with spikes protruding from his head and limbs, and his ghostly face was revealed in front of Mianma.

"Death!" Yakumo yelled.

The whole space seems to have changed, becoming blurred and dense, with weird claws sticking out to bind the facial numbness.

A large number of kunai also appeared strangely, and they were about to be nailed to Mian Ma's body.

"No one can kill me Ido!!"

"Is your name Ido?"

There was a hint of interest in Mian Ma's eyes, and at the same time, he suddenly amplified the input of spiritual power.

This kind of power is enough to completely destroy Yakumo and Ido.

Ido was terrified, and instinctively chose to retract Yakumo's heart.

Yakumo knelt down on the ground, with fear still remaining on his face: "I saw it, another me, Ido..."

She watched Mian Ma approaching her helplessly.

"Very well, it seems that the so-called monsters also know what fear is."

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