Naruto: Uzumaki Menma walks out of the infinite moon reading

As the spirit infiltrated, Menma opened his eyes again and came to an endless space.

This space was like a canvas that had been used countless times, then kneaded into a ball and thrown away at will.

The white canvas was constantly painted with paint, and finally turned into this distorted color.

The whole space was also filled with a disgusting smell of paint.

"Is this the spiritual space of Kurama Yakumo? It seems that the distortion of the spirit has begun to show."

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

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Each painting was attached with different degrees of Yin Dun power.

Some paintings with sunny styles were normal, but those with dark and distorted styles gave Menma a feeling of "turning virtuality into reality".

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

The bloodline ability was sublimated, and there was a bit of Yin Dun power that created something from nothing.

For example, the things drawn on the drawing paper would appear in reality, which was the embodiment of Yin Dun power.

"But it was precisely because of this extreme Yin Dun power that her physical fitness was so weak."

Her body could not bear this powerful force. Instead, the Yin Dun power would extract nutrients from the body and cause oppression.

Menma turned his eyes to the figure on the stone platform.

Kurama Yakumo seemed to have not felt the arrival of his uninvited guest at all. He held the paintbrush in his right hand and painted the blue sky, white clouds, streams, etc. aimlessly, painting everything that could calm her mood.

But the more he painted, the more he felt a kind of restlessness of destruction in his heart.

"How ugly this painting is, it's better to destroy it with one stroke!"

A hoarse and low voice seemed to sound in his ears, and Kurama Yakumo's hand holding the paintbrush paused and fell into hesitation.

One stroke, destroy...

And just as her breathing became more rapid, the paintbrush was about to fall.

"You are so fragile and sensitive. Is it because you are carrying too many people's expectations?"

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

"You..."

Kurama Yakumo was startled and stood up and looked back.

Just when she wanted to question the person behind her, she suddenly found that her body seemed to be heavy, pressing her completely unable to move.

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

"What a poor child."

Just then, Yakumo felt a warm hand touching her head, and an inexplicable smell dispelled the odor of paint that she had long been accustomed to.

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

Only those deep blue eyes were shining in this dark space.

"Who are you?"

Kurama Yakumo slapped the hand touching her head, took a step back and looked at Menma vigilantly.

"You want to be a ninja?"

"...What?"

Yakumo was stunned for a moment, then cast a resentful look at Menma.

There is no doubt that Menma's question touched her sore spot.

She actually heard the whole conversation between her parents and Yuhi Kurenai.

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

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

Anger, jealousy, resentment and other negative emotions rolled in her heart.

"I can turn illusions into reality. As long as you want, whether it is a strong body, a sophisticated secret technique, or even this world, you can have them!"

The gloomy and crazy voice appeared again, and a sense of power that had never been felt before filled her heart, and her body became full of vitality and vitality.

This overly real sense of power made Yakumo Kurama intoxicated, and her consciousness gradually blurred under this sense of power. She only felt

that something deep in her heart wanted to break through the confinement.

The mist-like thing in the spiritual space kept clinging to her.

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

"Want to snatch the person I like from me?"

Menma stretched out his palm and stroked the top of Yakumo's head: "Can you do it? Just you."

His eyes glowed faintly, and he looked into Yakumo's eyes.

And when his eyes fixed.

Yakumo, who was in a weird state, was instantly struck by lightning, and the blood in her body seemed to solidify, and her heart was beating wildly.

In front of Menma's eyes, everything about her seemed to be exposed, even her soul had nowhere to escape.

"Ah! Damn guy!!"

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

Menma, who used his spiritual power to explore Yakumo's mind, naturally saw the ugly monster.

He said with some disgust: "How ugly it is."

"How dare a secondary personality that absorbs negative emotions and bloodline abilities dare to claim to be the master of the world?"

Yakumo's bloodline is the strongest in the history of the Kurama clan, and can transform illusions into reality.

Yakumo is at a sensitive age. When he heard Yuhi Kurenai's "words", he was unwilling and resentful, and the bloodline that could not be perfectly controlled began to take effect, and he created this mental monster out of thin air.

This is just one of the products of her bloodline ability. It is another self she created in her subconscious, eager to be reckless.

"The simplest solution now is to merge the two personalities into one again, but now it seems that Yakumo will be swallowed by this product of negative emotions."

This monster contains a part of what Yakumo longs to become and have.

For example, strength, and courage.

Kurama Yakumo has disheveled hair and looks like a madman. A crazy roar comes out of Yakumo's mouth, dull and hoarse.

Yakumo's body has also changed. Spikes extend from his head and limbs, and the face like a ghost is revealed in front of Menma.

"Die!" Yakumo shouted.

The whole space seemed to have changed, becoming blurred and misty, and strange claws stretched out to bind Menma.

A large number of kunai also appeared strangely, and they were about to nail Menma.

"No one can kill me, Ido!!"

"Is your name Ido?"

Menma showed a hint of interest in his eyes, and suddenly amplified the input of his spiritual power.

This power was enough to completely destroy Yakumo and Ido.

Ido was terrified, and instinctively chose to shrink back into Yakumo's heart.

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

She watched Menma approach her.

"Very good, it seems that the so-called monster also knows what fear is."

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