Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Suddenly remembered a burst of applause, with an inexplicable sarcasm, the young man came out of the shadows, as if not aware of the vigilance of others, staring at the cloaked young man, the smile on his lips was still there, but there was still a scrutiny deep in his eyes .

"I didn't expect you to tell them directly." San's tone was a bit strange, and he glanced at the others with a half-smile, which made Xanxus snort coldly, raised the gun in his hand and aimed at him as a warning.

The attack was easily avoided by San. He didn't seem to intend to confront these people head-on, but when he looked at the cloaked youth again, his eyes became more serious.

"Since we've already said the beginning, why don't you just be more frank?" As if probing, but also just laughing, San's eyes became deeper and deeper, "For example, in fact, your mission is to guarantee the world's integrity in this world." The line is not caused to shift, to ensure the integrity of this world... Another example, you actually have no other choice but to watch this world come to an end, and it is actually your dereliction of duty that you failed to protect this world."

"There's no need to hide this kind of thing from them." The arc of the corner of the three lips rose even more, and she smiled softly.

"..." The young man in the cloak was a little silent, as if he had been told, the corners of his lips were even lowered.

Youni, who asked the question before, also didn't speak, just looked at them quietly, as if analyzing something.

Skylark, who was standing at the farthest side, moved his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something.

"Hey, Boss..." Scower lowered his voice and tried to ask about Xanxus' attitude, but was completely ignored.

"..." Xanxus also seemed to have his own guess, his scarlet eyes sank slightly, like a wild beast hiding in the dark and ready to bite its prey.

As for the prison temple and Yamamoto, the signature on the contract is more concerned,

That handwriting...was not the handwriting of Sawada Tsunayoshi they knew.

This realization made their eyes darken, as if they realized something, they unconsciously glanced at Tsunayoshi Sawada who was still comatose in the wheelchair, then looked at the snow lion boy who was holding on forcibly, closed his eyes, and said nothing .

Dino's eyes moved back and forth between the young man in the cloak and the young man who should be Gang's former tutor, his eyes were slightly thoughtful,

what is going on?The former tutor of Peng Lie's tenth generation... That's not what Reborn said before.

"What do you mean?" The cloaked youth's tone was flat, and he didn't seem to be affected, but the silence just now was seen in his eyes.

"You should have discovered it too." San also saw the attitude of the young man in the cloak, and the suspicion in his eyes seemed to have dispelled a little. The state seems to be a little satisfied, and the tone is pretending to be emotional, "You are a step too late, doctor."

San slowly raised his hand, his five fingers slightly bent into claws, as if he was grasping something out of thin air, the black breath gathered in his palm, and his five fingers closed.

The original rapid breathing stopped suddenly, and the snow lion boy froze all over. Whether it was blood vessels, bones, or flesh, it seemed that all of them were crushed bit by bit, as if even his consciousness had been torn apart. I can't make a sound at all.

The snow lion boy fell down slowly. In a short period of time, his breathing weakened, his pulse and heartbeat were almost inaudible, and the look in his eyes slowly disappeared... as if he was stepping into death.

? !

"What's going on here?!" Prison Temple firmly grasped the snow lion boy's hand, his blue eyes were full of panic, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the former tutor of Judaimu, but now is not the time to think about it!

"What have you done!" Prison Temple roared at San, his voice almost shattered.

Yamamoto's pupils trembled slightly, and he watched the snow lion boy's hand slipping down slowly,

Why is this happening? !

The young man in the cloak didn't seem to have expected this situation either, he turned around subconsciously, and seemed to realize that his reaction was a little big, so he forcibly stayed where he was,

His performance made San's smile deepen,

"You understand, doctor." San didn't say much, but they all knew.

Once the real Sawada Tsunayoshi dies, in order not to let this world that is already on the verge of collapse disappear, he can only recognize the identity of "Sawada Tsunayoshi", and also assist "Sawada Tsunayoshi" to secure his position as the world's support.

Otherwise, the world will be destroyed.

This is Dr. Sawada's last chance, the last chance to protect the world.

The smile on San's face gradually grew bigger,

Look, two.

Isn't this a victory?

"Scum." Xanxus clicked his tongue, and the orange-red flame fueled by anger spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, as if it was going to devour the entire body.

This guy is more annoying than the inexplicable cloaked man who blocked him.

Xanxus' attack seemed to be a signal, and both Bell and Scuvaro assumed an attacking posture.

The war is about to start.

At this moment, there was a very light cracking sound mixed with the explosion, and at the same time, both Bailan and Skylark seemed to have noticed something, looked in the direction of the wheelchair, and also noticed the abnormal Dino Frowning subconsciously, he put his hand on the long whip around his waist, but when he realized that the companions of the surrounding families seemed to be in danger, he stopped, turned his wrist sharply, and swung the long whip towards the needle that came through the air.

Whoa!

"?!" Dino's eyes widened slightly,

Illusion?

Oops!

puff!

But in just a short moment, the sharp weapon had already been inserted into Sawada Tsunayoshi's chest, and the bright red blood splashed everywhere, staining the strange-colored eyes that had no emotion at all,

? !

Yamamoto's breathing was slightly suffocated, it seemed that his pupils reflected everything in front of him, his mind was empty, and he couldn't react anymore.

Prison Temple trembled all over, and slowly raised his head, the emotions in his eyes were torn apart bit by bit, his head was blank, and the pale face of the snow lion boy seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

It was as if I had returned to the time when I stood in front of the dead body of the snow lion boy at the Sawada house,

Desperate.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a sudden snap in my mind, and it seemed that a mountain was suddenly moved away. In the familiar snow-capped mountain scene in my memory, large areas of white snow were slowly cleared away. The figure holding his hand to lead him away gradually became clear, and the original image of the brown-haired boy became illusory, as if it never existed.

It was a snow lion.

A snow lion that would turn into a child about his age,

Brought him back to the clan at an unimaginable speed, but he refused to let go at all, holding the little snow lion that had turned back into a human form, and resolutely refused to leave half a step away...

That... is not Judaime.

Prison Temple's pupils trembled slightly, and he subconsciously covered his head. The impact of the memory in his mind made him completely unable to stay awake.

What exactly is going on?

The mist dispersed, and the indigo-haired boy slowly revealed his figure. His face was bloodless, and his breathing was even a little short. It can be seen that his current condition is not very good.

It was as if he had just rushed back.

Mukuro suddenly pulled out the trident in his hand, blood splashed all over, his eyes did not linger on Tsunayoshi Sawada even for a moment, he tore off the Oku ring worn on Tsunayoshi Sawada, and leaned his obviously weak body towards the snow. Walking in the direction of the lion boy, he seemed to have realized something, and lost his usual elegant smile,

He looked condescendingly at Yamamoto and Gokuji, who were both in a state of being a little bit wrong, his brows were full of ferocious malice, and the unwillingness and anger suppressed in the deepest part by that malice,

"It's terrible," said the voice without much emotion. A child with a huge apple head suddenly appeared and hid behind the purple-haired girl who also showed his voice. "Senior Sister, think of a way, Master is going crazy."

But Colum could no longer hear his voice.

"..." Kurom seemed to have regained consciousness, his amethyst-like pupils gradually mist, as if he had finally lost his strength, his body softened, and he knelt down on the ground, his shoulders trembling slightly, looking at The snow lion boy in the distance felt cold all over.

"It's late..." Collom's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, trembling slightly, big drops of tears fell down, as if a sob from the depths of his throat, disappeared in an instant in the wind,

On the verge of collapse.