Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Shouldn't be thinking about it now,

Especially when you are about to fight, thinking about these will only affect your thinking.

So no matter how confused and entangled you are, at least for now you have to suppress it,

But this kind of thing is easier said than done.

Thinking about these messes during the battle, it is only natural that you will be beaten to the ground.

Prison Temple fell to the ground with injuries all over his body. Not far away were those two strange guys, the four-eyed bastard and the guy who had been beaten to the ground by a baseball bastard before.

Bi Mou barely opened, looking at the dim ceiling, frowning slightly, but not more unwilling,

Fortunately, Judaime has already gone up just now, and that guy Yamamoto is also up there, so there shouldn't be any problems, but unfortunately he might...

Suddenly a familiar sound of music came, it was the old-fashioned school song of their school,

Speaking of which, that guy has a pretty good relationship with Judai.

Prison Temple snorted, and threw the explosives casually to blow up the wall. Unexpectedly, it was the guy who had been arresting him,

It seems that he can't die.

Prison Temple barely moved, but found that he couldn't get up at all.

"Hello." Prison Temple's voice was hoarse, and he barely called out to Skylark, which knocked Gou and Qianzhong to the ground, "Skylark."

"Huh?" It was probably the reason for being rescued. Although he said just now that he could do it himself and didn't need Hayato to save him, Hibari owed a favor this time and didn't ignore this bad boy who always liked to violate the effect. .

The raised Danfeng eyes glanced slightly at the end of her eyes, unrestrained and casual, and she was a little more patient with this guy who temporarily owed a favor,

"Mr. Reborn just told us one thing," I don't know if he was talking to himself or really wanted an answer, the voice of Prison Temple was extremely low, as if he would disappear due to a coma at any time, but in the quiet Obsidian It was very clear, "Judaime..."

The white clouds floated outside the window, nothing that happened in the black obsidian affected anything, the sky was still clear and bright, the breeze blew slowly, bringing a bit of coolness,

——It was originally a fine weather suitable for outings.

The light coming in through the window was blocked by the slowly floating white clouds, which brought some shadows, but quickly moved away. The mottled light and shadows through the window sill moved slightly on the face of the prison temple, and the atmosphere was rare and harmonious.

"...That's how things are," Prison Temple's voice became lower and lower, "What are you going to do? Skylark."

"..." Yunque sat against the broken wall, probably adjusting, or perhaps it was a rare kindness. Of course, the most likely thing is that he just regarded the words of the prison temple as some kind of background music during the adjustment process. Judging from that face that didn't have many emotional fluctuations, it was impossible to see whether he took this matter to heart or not.

"Hmph," Prison Temple suddenly snorted, seeming to be a little self-deprecating, "Why do I ask you, you haven't seen UMA much, and you don't know the specific situation."

Skylark hasn't seen UMA much before, and doesn't know UMA's character, so of course he can't empathize with his complicated mood now.

And the word empathy is not suitable for this self-centered guy.

"I don't think that UMA has any ability to deliberately influence our thinking, and if there is, there are obviously many opportunities in the previous year..."

"...that's all you want to say?" Yunque's brows moved slightly, and he glanced condescendingly at the prison temple, and suddenly interrupted the prison temple, as if he felt that it would be a waste of time to continue listening, and it seemed that it was because of other things that he couldn't see it at all. Saying what he really thought, "If it's okay, I'm leaving."

"Wait," Jigoji stretched out his hand to him, "Take me to Judaime, maybe there is still something that needs my help."

At this time,

Sawada Tsunayoshi,

When Tsunayoshi Sawada realized that the person he had been worried about was Rokudo Mukuro, he seemed to have been hit.

"Have you been lying to me all this time?" Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the indigo-haired boy who looked weirder than before with some disappointment.

"kufufufufufu, I don't know what you're talking about, Pengo Lie Judaimu." The magnetic and strange voice carried a strange smile, and Liu Daokuo's smile could even be called gentle and gentle, but unfortunately it might be the cruelty between his brows. Ruo was too obvious, destroying all the good images he had shown before.

Is this person really that kid back then?

In the back of Liu Dao Mu's mind, this question became clearer and clearer, but at the same time, another voice kept telling him,

Yes, this person is that child back then, they have similar eyes,

Rokudokoku and Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at each other, those brown eyes stained with anger, worry and guilt seemed to be slowly overlapping with the child back then,

have similar powers,

The orange-red flame ignited slowly, repeatedly being a flame that was completely aroused by anger. Anokbaleno next to him explained that it was the so-called Vongola's blood, and it was the power that only the descendants of Vongola would possess.

The only difference seems to be that the person in front of him doesn't have familiar ears on top of his head, nor does he have the tail he's held on to tightly.

But this person also said just now that he once entered another person's body through a dream.

That orc, in the back mountain,

And Sheng Houshan.

The information collected just now kept reverberating in my mind, and the depths of my strange eyes became a little impatient,

He should solve it as soon as possible and then go to the back mountain to confirm.

An inexplicable thought suddenly flashed, as if confirming that the person in front of him was not an urgent matter, but this thought disappeared before it was fully captured.

The mysterious strange-colored eyes became deeper and more depressed, as if he was thinking about something, and he seemed to be looking at someone through Sawada Tsunayoshi in front of him, and at the same time he was determining something,

All of Liu Dao Mukuro's performances were seen by Reborn. Standing by the side and not intending to intervene, Reborn's black pupils were so deep that people couldn't understand the emotions inside, like a bottomless well.

"Gang, don't be soft-hearted," Reborn said suddenly, "Liu Dao Mu is a repeat offender who once destroyed the entire Estoraneo, and later destroyed several mafia families."

"The purpose of his appearance here is to assassinate the tenth generation of Pengelie." Reborn pulled the brim of his hat, every word seemed to remind him of something.

"kufufufufufu~" Liudaokuo smiled suddenly, his eyes were once again covered with jokes and malice, "As expected of Arnold Barreno,"

"However, will Vongola Judaimo really know how to do it?" Rokudoku turned his gaze to Sawada Tsunayoshi, and the smile on his lips was a little more meaningful, "After all, the person who abandoned me at the beginning, but you ah."

"It's all your fault that I became like this," the malice in his eyes became more and more intense, like a fog that made it impossible to see even a ray of light inside, and Liu Dao Mu's voice became deeper and deeper, like a demon from hell full of temptation,

"Right?"