[Comprehensive] Penglevev

Tsunayoshi Sawada rarely sees Xanxus dressed like this. The boss of the insurance company obviously still remembers to button a few buttons, but the leader of Varia does not.The other party's eyes were extremely aggressive, as if he had forcibly entered Tsunayoshi Sawada's private space, in the booth in the dark corner.

No one will pay much attention to them, anyone in the tavern in Sicily may appear, the female singer changed to a more lazy song, as if hooking out all the tension in the nerves bit by bit, leaving Paralysis and relaxation.

Tsunayoshi Sawada expressed his respect for the bottle of whiskey. The wine was opened, and he poured himself a glass. Xanxus sank deep in the sofa, watching Tsunayoshi Sawada drinking without changing his face.

The guy must have been drunk.

Xanxus poured the rest of the whiskey into an empty glass that Tsunayoshi Sawada drank. The other party held the glass, about one-third of the amount left, with a calm expression, and his eyes rested on Xanxus' chest, as if there was already There was no wavering for tens of seconds.

The booth of the bar is a three-quarters circle sofa, leaving a gap for entry. The sofa surrounds the fixed glass table in the center, which is very convenient for Xanxus to press the wine glass in the opponent's hand on the table, and the two stare at each other across the small table. The calves resist each other under the table due to the small space, and they can still feel the warmth of the skin.

This is probably the least serious leader meeting that Xanxus has ever had. Usually this kind of meeting is at a distance of a long table between the two, and there are countless subordinates standing behind them. The content of each other's conversation and eyes are to bite off a piece of each other's body Meat, not in such a place with ambiguous light, only one side of the distance between the two leaned forward. Perhaps Xanxus' thought at this time was to pursue the aroma of his bottle of whiskey and kiss each other.

The young lion who counsels outside the door will not have a cowardly son, although this cub is a little confused and upset at this time, Xanxus does not know whether he would prefer to see the shining and arrogant Tsunayoshi Sawada, or be in a daze of pain The restrained Sawada Tsunayoshi, the former made him long to conquer, and the latter made him have dark thoughts in his heart. He pressed the other's head and leaned over to kiss badly.

The waiter walked past them without seeing them. Perhaps he paid more attention to the wine glasses than the kissing couple.Sawada Tsunayoshi finally struggled to wake up from the alcohol. He was short of breath, and stepped back a few millimeters to keep his breath clear. However, the next step was to meet him more actively, showing sharp teeth behind his soft lips, biting on Xanxus' lips.

"I was just thinking about one thing, Xanxus, thanks to your whiskey, I finally figured it out."

When the two parted, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth, and there was a small wound on Xanxus' lips. Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he was completely awake. He got up from the booth, took out a tip and pressed it under the wine glass, Xanxus would not do it To stop the other party's self-degrading thing, he threatened Sawada Tsunayoshi with his eyes and expression, but the other party shrugged regretfully and walked out of this broken tavern.

He searched in his mobile phone communication records, and then found the unknown call he received on the plane when he came to Sicily.

It took ten seconds for the other party to confirm the call, and Tsunayoshi Sawada heard a hissing electric current, and maybe the TV program playing music in the background.

"I see, obviously I miss you."

Sawada Tsunayoshi greeted the other party with a cheerful tone.

The building is very spacious. The stone slabs under their feet are bare/exposed, and some go deep into the soil, while the floors above their heads are all uneven, as if the line of sight is distorted to trace a direct route to the glass skylight at the top.

The moonlight poured down from the towering roof, and the two sides were waiting in the arena. The team composed of Hayato and Kurom was a bit strange. One was eager to try in front, and the other was gritted his teeth nervously behind, while Varia's side was obviously well-trained. The master stood side by side with the perverted prince, as if ready to collect two and a half rings.

Hayato Prison Temple didn't know what level Kurom was without Liudaoku, but he knew that Varia's conjurers were not delicate and weak, not to mention there was a guy who was always giggling, usually with a temper The pervert was even more disregarding his life during the fight. After Cerbero announced the start, he ordered Colum to follow him or stand where he was.

However, Belphegor will not give up slaughtering weak opponents. His piano lines spread out in the venue, perhaps most of them are Mamon's illusion, two-thirds false, one-third real, invisible The piano wires meandered like a spider's web, and Hayato tried to blow up part of the piano wires. However, after a few seconds of fluctuating in the explosion, the illusory things stood firm/stand firm in place.

Collom behind him suddenly started to move.

A petite and weak girl, she firmly held the trident and threw it on the ground. The phantom rose from under the trident, and the minions and the headless python rose from the ground, smashing the stone and the ground.

Not only the opponents, but even the prison temple Hayato ignored her determination and ability. The creatures summoned by Kurom completely followed Liudao Mukuro's evil hobbies. The giant python wrapped around the illusion of the piano wire, and the piano wire passed through the giant The body of the python stretched into the distance, shaking dripping blood and remnant flesh.

The red lines are intricately set up in the space, as if a large amount of viscous blood can be dripped with a light shake, and then the huge flying knives, like a pendulum swing, are neatly arranged on the top of the head, with the handle facing Outside, the tip of the knife turned inward, shaking clockwise regularly.

The hollow part of the exquisitely carved knife casts broken shadows of mottled light, very much like a shadow chaser on a stage, but what it pursues is not only the figure of the opponent, but also the life of the opponent.

This is a collection of flying knives and a playground for princes.

Belphegor let out a strange laugh, extremely high-pitched. He seemed so satisfied with the whole illusion that he couldn't extricate himself. The throwing knives spun and flew from him, and Prison Temple Hayato vigilantly parried these real things and illusions. The creatures summoned by Kurom stained the phantom piano wires with blood, and the rest were the prince's own strings, but Mamun changed his tactics and began to attack the spiritual world of Hayato.

Mamun can easily interfere with Hayato, and at the same time, he can spare a little thought to deal with Kurom. He claims to be one of the few powerful illusionists in the world. This is not his boast, Mamon feels The huge spiritual body left on the girl may have come from a certain illusionist, but it definitely will not come from the other party's own handwriting.

What was the girl's name when Cerbero announced it?

"Culom Skull...?"

As if he had no intention of doing anything further, Mamon looked down at his fingers and said casually,

"Call out the illusionist who left marks on you."

"……Eh?"

Coulom blinked her eyes in a panic. She was already trying to maintain the illusion of being able to compete with the opponent on the entire field, but her hands couldn't help holding the trident tightly.

There was a flicker of light in his eyes, and after holding the weapon, he seemed to feel some kind of power, and slowly disappeared, replaced by a calm expression.

"...this is my fight."

As if she wanted to prove something, she spoke softly but firmly.

"Please let me play with you."

"Huo, that's really brave, but—"

The second after he finished speaking, Mamon appeared behind Kurom like a tearing phantom. He wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist with his right hand, just in line with the eyes of Hayato who suddenly turned back, and then left with his left hand. It pierced through her abdomen.

Hot blood spurted out, and Kurom opened his eyes wide, and fell tremblingly on Mamun.

Mamun pushed her away, and Kurom fell into the arms of the Prisoner Hayato. Belphegor came to rescue the large number of bombs thrown at Mamun. Mamun's left hand was dripping with blood, and blood dripped down his fingertips .

"This is your fog guard?"

The Illusionist seemed less calm than usual. Everyone in Varia seldom saw Mamon rushing to the front line of the battle, let alone severely wounding the enemy with force. Blood quickly filled his palm and flowed down the girl's waist and abdomen.

Sawada Tsunayoshi had already stood up, he held the phone, and finally the sound of the roaring engine sounded outside the building.

Reborn drove to pick up the kid who called him. What Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't expect was that the apprentice Liu Dao Mukuro he met ten years later was such a young child, maybe about the same age as Xiao Jie, the one named Fu Lan's child ran out of the car and stumbled into the arena.

Of course his fog guard is more than that.

Liudaokuro and Kurom, one manipulating a powerful spirit, the other dedicating his body, this is his Kirishu of Sawada Tsunayoshi, but Liudaokuku is still in the Avengers Prison, under strict guard, the only escaped spirit possessed On his new apprentice, Fran.

"...that's how you hurt my lovely Kurom...?"

The white mist gradually covered the seriously injured Kurom, and another male voice appeared faintly.

The frivolous and casual words covered the murderous intent that came out.

Holding the trident in his right hand, the young man walked leisurely out of the white mist, his boots hitting the floor with a crisp sound.

"...Long time no see, I'm back again, from the end of reincarnation... Sawada Tsunayoshi."

A talented illusionist, Mamun remembered the bound naked illusionist he saw in the prison. It turned out that the illusionist who provided him with information was Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head and stared at his elusive Kirimori, who might be a little different, at least the last time he saw him in the library, Rokudokoku was not like this, with a head of green hair and a huge Apple headgear.

"Hey, why is Me here?"