[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

The deep despair and wailing that came out.

Xiuyi didn't recite any incantations, it was just a prop used to communicate the relationship between monsters and the world, or in other words, a prop used to pry open the door.With the help of the textbook, it is equivalent to mastering the essence of the great ritual spell. The size of the magic power determines the size of the door, and the will of the summoner determines the shape of the monster.

There is no dust or miasma as imagined, and nothing seems to appear on the ground.Mo Lan was taken aback for a moment, he knew the treasure of Caster, and he had seen the powerful and evil power of this treasure with his own eyes. The calm before the storm is even more frightening.

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Xiu Yi fell to the ground, the voice in his ears was already unclear, and the chakra connected with life force was almost dry.He was literally in the dark.The corner of the mouth curled into a smile.

Thank you, Itachi-san.

It is Itachi Uchiha who uses illusion to assist himself and imply that others are motionless.

Ever since Zhishui's identity was revealed, he has been paying attention to this commotion.Brother Zhishui died by his own hands, that's why he got the Kaleidoscope Sharingan.After all, I owed him. The hint from Shisui's eyes, Jubie God, was used on Uzumaki Naruto just now, but now the blind original owner appeared in front of his eyes.

So helping him is considered atonement.

Xiu Yi left this world with a smile, and vaguely heard an exclamation: "First Daimu, what's wrong with you?!" The tiny poisonous spider was covered with black light, and it was almost invisible, but its agile movements and even if it was reincarnated against the dirt The clay puppet can also cause the decomposed venom with a one-hit kill effect, which has become the best choice.

Then, with the Summoner gone, the Spider dissipated.

In this round, Xiu and Mo Lan won miserably.

legend and brother

"Whoever gets to be treated like a friend, gets the world."

Consciousness ups and downs, but can't move.Guests flocked to see this incense.

Seize it with a sword, plot it with a clever tongue, and plot it with tricks.

The monster is laughing.

"Break it with one knife and divide it into two parts. The one above is called Dongdai Temple."

The sharp weapon pierces the heart, the pain is unbearable, but it is difficult to become a reality.

The treasure was lost, the aloes were dispersed, and disappeared without a trace.

The monster is worried.

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A young man in plain kimono sat on the couch, playing with the white porcelain cup with his slender fingers.He looked at the cup so intently, like it was some kind of treasure.illusion.

When he raised his head, his eyes were indifferent and empty, nothing in the world could enter his eyes, everything seemed to him like ink, black and white, tasteless.

The boy raised his hand, covered it with long sleeves, and coughed lightly from his mouth.His face became more sickly, and his paleness was almost transparent.Suddenly, as if he finally saw something colored in the colorless world, his dark eyes flickered.

The bright pupils make people indulge in it, until they are suffocated, they are unwilling to leave.The alluring gaze was like a scent lingering at the tip of her nose.Only the extravagant and rich will light the agarwood for enjoyment, which is blended into the temperament of the youth and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Coldness and charm can be combined so wonderfully.But the man walking towards him was obviously unaffected.

"Brother, you're here." Trying his best to suppress the overflowing joy, the young man supported the bed, trying to get up, but he had nowhere to put the porcelain in his hand.Baici, who was still resting on his fingertips just now, sat back resentfully as if laughing at his helplessness.

Only in front of the man called Nue, does the boy look like a real person, not a fragile puppet carved from porcelain and jade.

The man was already close in front of his eyes, but he couldn't really see his face. A thin mist wrapped around his body, carrying a biting cold air.

"How is it?" With a low voice, the master's happiness and anger could not be heard.But the young man understands that if Nue learns the way of expressing human beings, maybe the words will be caring and worrying, and that will be enough.

He is fine, how can he be bad?

The boy smiled happily.

They are monsters.Nue is a legendary monster with a thousand faces and invisible faces.He needs the power of rumors to strengthen himself, so everyone sees different faces. Spirit monkeys, civet cats, and hyenas all have their own stories.A monster of lies, the boy's "father".

The Father created him without acknowledging the relationship of subordination.This is the deepest knot in the boy's heart, but he is very satisfied.Getting along like friends is enough.

"Lan Nai Dai", in what Nue said, Chen Xiang who can control the world.

A clean break was made and the name was changed to "Todai-ji Temple".

Nue chose Banfenxiang and continued the rumor.As long as the illusions persist and the hearts of the minds remain intact, Nue will be able to mobilize enough power to use human greed and ambition to keep his soul immortal.But his random choice, for "Lan Naidai", is destiny and salvation.

"I'm Xiuyi, your servant." The young man said the name that came to mind, and looked at Nue expectantly.

"Hmm." No matter how overwhelmed he was, it was impossible for Nue to show an expression on his face, the illusion had already penetrated into his bone marrow and could never be changed.Monsters, no sincerity.He didn't know what to do, so Nue just disappeared in place, leaving the young man who called himself "Xiuyi" standing there, smiling while looking at the dancing candlelight.

The candle flame gradually burned out, and the wax oil dripped on the table. The smile on the boy's face faded, and he reached out his hand, trying to put out the annoying flame.

But the hand that tried to snuff out the wick in vain, before actually touching the scorching temperature, red marks appeared.In severe pain, the young man looked at the orange-red flames in horror, and suddenly withdrew his hand, but the wound was still stabbing, directly into the discomfort of the soul.

"What are you doing!" When Nue came back, what he saw was the young man staring blankly at the candle, his eyes filled with fear and shivering, and nameless anger sprang up in his heart, but he didn't realize it.He just held the boy's hand firmly, and the misty smoke wrapped his fingertips until the red marks faded away.

Where the wound originally existed, one could feel bursts of ecstatic aroma. It was worth making people crazy. The clear and seductive aroma was so similar to the temperament of a teenager.

Nue regretted it for the first time, regretted that he acquiesced to the samurai's act of cutting off Naidai.

Chen Xiang, who had been cut off at the waist, could no longer bear even a little wear and tear, whether it was sunshine, wind and rain, or flames.

Is it because of his indifference, or something else, the young man can only sit in this dark room, on this sickbed, smiling and waiting for him to come back.The big lie can fool everyone, but it can't fool the smiling young man, nor can he fool himself.

"I am your elder brother." Finally, Nue told the monster bred in Todaiji Temple, a legendary accessory, "You should be called Shuichi."

"Okay." For his words, the young man always obeys unconditionally, but occasionally he winks slyly and calls out, "Brother." Nue always feels that no matter how many people believe in it, it is warmer than this call .

They coexist, and the young man directly obtains the energy needed to survive from the legend. Therefore, Nue is always very concerned about the rumors about Todaiji Temple.It cannot be broken, even if it lives intermittently in people's memory, it cannot be broken.

Because once it's gone, it's gone.Nue doesn't understand emotions, but he has an intuition that if he lets go, something terrible will happen.

For a hundred years, for the immortal monsters, especially for Nue, who existed at the beginning, it is only a snap of the fingers.

So when the young man threw down the white porcelain cup in his hand, and greeted him with a cake with a smile, Nue was only slightly taken aback, he was very puzzled.Today, is there anything special?And these pastries, didn't I bring them back for him at his request?

"Brother, today is the 100th year of my birth." We met each other, the 100th year.This sentence twitched on the tip of my tongue a few times, but in the end I still didn't spit it out.Xiu Yi understood that this kind of pathological attachment should not exist.

However, all the powers of the monsters attached to Nue come from Nue. The bond between them cannot be broken or erased, and it will only become more profound as time goes by.

Nue picked up a piece of rice cake, which seemed to have the unique flavor of a teenager, which made him intoxicated.So even though it was a monster without taste, he still put the rice cake in his mouth.

But soon, almost as soon as the pastry entered the mouth, his expression froze.

It is fragrant and delicious, but it is definitely not the taste that this mortal pastry should have.What's going on here?Nue was startled and angry, he slammed the porcelain plate containing the cakes to the ground, but he didn't pay attention to its falling apart.

Nue slammed the boy against the wall, watched him cough in pain, then strode over, forcefully pulled the boy's hands that had been covered by the sleeves before his eyes.

On the back of the hand, on the palm of the hand, there were red burn marks all over, and it didn't end until the elbow.

Stupid, stupid!

Nue didn't know where his anger came from, but that's how the nameless anger came, and even his usually calm voice changed a bit: "You, touched the fire?"

This is an old house that Nue rented out from the world. It is located in a remote place and has never had a servant to look after it. However, no matter how careful it is, there is still a kitchen that should be there.It's just that I never thought that the boy would dare to do such a self-harming act?

When agarwood meets fire, it is the pain that burns the soul, not to mention that the boy's body is incomplete!

Just imagining that kind of pain, Nue's expression became more and more terrifying, it was the first time he showed such a ferocious expression to the boy.But the young man didn't seem to notice it, his brows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, making the scar on his hand even more shocking.

"My brother can't taste the taste, but these pastries, aren't they delicious?