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Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was wiped across the neck by Fyodor, was shocked.

But soon he remembered that he was dead long ago.

The figure dissipated, turned into a red gemstone, and plunged into the huge black dragon's body in a blink of an eye. The vague figure of the dragon solidified a lot.

Shen Guming was floating in a golden ocean in a daze, his brain was too slow to realize the current situation, a red light penetrated into the center of his brow, and a red rhombus gem appeared on his forehead. At the same time, the black dragon's The same gem appears on the forehead.

A body lacking emotion and memory, a collection of emotions and obsessions left behind by a person after death.

It's not so difficult to understand the desire for each other and hit it off right away?

The messy shots flashed quickly in my mind, and the sudden overflow of emotions made Ming Guming curl up his body and let out a comfortable sigh.

But soon he realized something was wrong.

Some kind of extraterrestrial connection to his body was deepening, and distant voices eroded his consciousness.

He heard a snort.

[I said, you belong to me. 】

Naruichi Kamiya who can't move: ...

The memory is not his, nor is the emotion, but unfortunately, it complements his attributes as a human being.

With all memory lost, Kamiya Mingichi vaguely guessed something about himself.

For example, his body is a sacrificial offering favored by the gods, similar to the witches who serve the gods in shrines, but closer to the ancient concepts of witches, that is, the kind that requires pure body and mind, strong spiritual power, or innate divinity to support the gods. Dropped host and the like.

However, even the most qualified miko is only a one-time consumable.If the body of a god is made of metal, then the body of a human being is thin paper, which contains things far beyond its capacity, and will naturally break.For ordinary people, it may be broken directly even if it is touched.

Kamiya Mingyi is favored by God more than ordinary consumables, and he is favored for no reason, as if God loves him more by nature, so God allows him to become a part of God, that is, an incarnation.

Sounds good?

But Kamiya Ming will die soon.

The emotions and memories that did not belong to him made him curl up uncomfortable, and the alarm sounded in his mind.

Tsk, trouble.

He just wanted a good night's sleep.

A gentle breeze rolled up silently on the calm sea surface, and a gray mist rolled up.

The port mafia, who were waiting in full force, found their cadre covering his heart. He thought he was wrong, and the cadre's face was frighteningly pale.

Central Plains is also like a giant dragon who saw someone break into the lair where the treasure was hidden, and the anger of being robbed of the treasure was written all over his face.

That faint trembling spread into his mind, causing him to lose his mind for a short time, and was occupied by the frantic thought of wanting to be beside the other party.

But he soon calmed down again, although he still frowned fiercely, his unhappiness was written all over his face.

Central Plains is also very sure that there are no other supernatural beings nearby, and these clueless thoughts that pop up suddenly are not due to the influence of supernatural powers.

Before he had time to think about this, Chuya Nakahara received a call from Osamu Dazai first.

"Too! Zai!" He was already suppressing his anger, but when he heard Osamu Dazai's voice, Nakahara Chu felt that he was about to explode on the spot.

If it weren't for Osamu Dazai, how could these things happen now!

"Chuya? Could it be that he has reached menopause? It's so scary."

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, and said impatiently: "What's the matter, tell me quickly."

"Chu is so fierce," Osamu Dazai said casually, "If you don't hurry up, Yokohama will be destroyed."

He raised his head and looked at the screaming dragon. It twisted its body in pain, as if it was struggling with an existence in its body. During this interval, it was probably when the dragon won the victory. The scales on the dragon fell off, and thick water Thick black blood.

The black blood fell to the ground and turned into mist, and penetrated into the person's body in all directions.

Osamu Dazai let out a low gasp, blood trickled down his fingertips and hit the ground.

In order to resist the voice in his head and stay awake, he picked up the shards of glass on the ground and held them in his hand.

Fyodor disappeared at some point, perhaps looking for a better place to admire his masterpiece.

There was a question in Dazai's mind.

Why, those resentments caused by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko attracted Naruto, and why did they swallow him up.

Just because Mingyi can hear the voice from the supernatural power?

Osamu Dazai stared at the dragon with cold eyes, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Chuya, there is a person inside the dragon, and he is the source of the dragon's power."

The sound of hunting wind sounded in the receiver.

"Hurry up, there are still people out there fighting for us."

"Yeah, I got it."

Nakahara also hung up the phone, and while communicating with Osamu Dazai, he had already boarded the helicopter and arrived at a position closer to the dragon.

The stout body rolled in the black sea of ​​mist, sometimes neighing.

In fact, Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, Zhong Yuan also already knew that there was a personal matter there.

Standing here, he already clearly felt the existence of another person.

He took off his gloves and sounded very happy: "Who are you, you will know when you grab it."

Red lines climbed up his arms, and finally covered his cheeks, like magma flowing from a volcano, winding around his body like a living thing.

Ability——Amidst Dirty Sorrows!

The earth shook for a while, like the scene of the battle of the gods, which inevitably reminds people of the story of Susano beheading Yamata no Orochi.

Kamiya Mingyi tried hard to drive away the remnant souls in his body, but also to resist erosion of his will, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

He closed his eyes, and pressed his trembling hands on his heart.

The matter of cutting the soul, the first time is born, and the second time is cooked.

Based on the idea that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Shen Guming directly attacked himself without even thinking about it.

A strong wind began to blow in the empty space, rubbing against his body, leaving scars one after another.

It's like someone is angry and punished accordingly.

The blood flowers bloomed one after another, but it didn't stop him.

Humans also develop tolerance for pain.When the familiar pain beyond the understanding of the human brain came, Ming Guming's expression went blank, and his body shook like a sieve.

He suddenly understood why his pain was gone.

It's not that he doesn't feel pain, but other injuries are not painful enough for him.After experiencing the soul-cutting pain, he was numb to all other pain sensations.

The wind stopped abruptly.Shen Guming's body lightened suddenly, and the emotions and memories that did not belong to him were easily stripped away.

The dragon's body froze abruptly, was hit hard, and fell down shaking, more black blood flowed down.

"Go—die—!!!"

The youth wrapped in filth roared loudly, and rushed towards the huge dragon with an unstoppable blow. The dragon opened its mouth angrily, and breathed out brewing.

The deafening explosion hit everyone's eardrums.Smoke and rubble blocked the view of the center, and no one knew what happened there.

In the center of the ability, a person fell asleep quietly.

Using the filthy Zhong Yuanzhong, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt a kind of familiarity that made people couldn't help crying.

【Who are you? 】

The heart beat heavily.

The exhausted Shen Guming opened his eyes tiredly, and the pupils shrank suddenly.

Many comics he had read gradually disappeared from his mind. When he came to Yokohama, he did not remember the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, Dazai Osamu, or Kunikida Doppo.

But when this person appeared in front of him, he immediately remembered it.

"Chuya..." he murmured softly.

Is he dreaming?

Chuya, who used the filthy Nakahara, looked a little scary, gritted his teeth and raised his fist, as if to beat him.

Shen Guming closed his eyes and waited for a while, but his body was surrounded by a faint blood.

He opened his eyes in confusion, subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Chuya's chest, and curled his fingertips.

The arms around his waist were about to strangle him.

The blood of the two was mixed together, and in the end it was impossible to tell who had soiled whose clothes.

Memories after that are a bit confusing.

As soon as Shen Guming was lying on the ground, Zhong Yuanzhong also lay on him, and he was a little dazed now.

Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed, and the blood dripped down, and Shen Guming became nervous for a moment.

That's right, the filth has not been turned off yet.

"Mr. Dazai!" A hot hand stroked his cheek, even though the owner of the hand couldn't even speak, it calmed Kamiya Naruichi very well.

Osamu Dazai patted Chuya Nakahara on the shoulder, smiling coldly: "Chuya, can you get up from my friend's brother?"

Zhong Yuan, who regained consciousness, also lowered his head. After the other party sat up nervously, Zhong Yuan Zhong also had to adjust his posture. At this time, he knelt on both sides of the other party's legs, leaned forward, and put his hands together On the ground, an extremely aggressive posture.

Nakahara Chuya's ears were hot, and he wanted to stand up nervously, but was held down by the person below him.

Kamiya Naruto looked at Mr. Dazai disapprovingly: "Chuya was injured, and he vomited blood just now, it's better not to move around now."

Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks, and simply sat beside Kamiya Naruichi: "I was injured too, isn't Naruto worried about me? It's so heartless."

Shen Guming looked at him suspiciously, the injury was not as severe as his.

"Call an ambulance first..." Just as he was about to take out his phone, Shen Guming paused.Do mafia cadres need to go to the hospital?Should the port mafia have its own medical superpowers?

The Armed Detective Agency also has Akiko Yosano.

Osamu Dazai hooked his shoulder, "Don't worry, the matter is not over yet."

It was only then that Kamiya Mingichi noticed that it was foggy.

"Let's talk first, how did you know Zhongye, how is it?"

Shen Guming froze one by one.