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In the short silence, everyone was slowly digesting the huge amount of information. At this time, Yamamoto pushed the door in and looked at Bai Lan: "I contacted Skylark. He promised to let us go there, but your words... "

He smiled helplessly and shrugged.

"I'm afraid it's not suitable to appear in front of him."

Bai Lan expressed her understanding, and said casually, "Then I will leave the rest to you."

As he spoke, he yawned exaggeratedly, and Ryoma curled his lips: "You haven't finished explaining, have you?"

Before Bai Lan could answer, Yamamoto spoke first: "The purpose of 'it' is very strange. In fact, what I said before was not accurate. Their purpose may not be to destroy the world."

"What do you mean?"

"Its target... I feel, is Kozuna himself." Yamamoto said in a serious tone.

Because it appeared too suddenly and its power was too weird, when the others arrived, they could barely save their leader.Afterwards, Tsunaki remained in a coma, and an examination revealed that more than half of the flames in her body had been taken away, and she could not regain consciousness due to some unknown "damage".

When Yamamoto led several people towards the underground entrance, he described the state.

"We have tried many methods, let the leader of the alliance who also has the power of the sky ignite the flames to fill the vacancy, or let the 'activity' of the sunny attribute heal...but there is not much improvement."

"Then is she okay now?" King Ren asked.

"For the time being, we can borrow some treatment equipment to maintain our physical signs," Yamamoto said, "but we all feel that it is not good. The other party has bad intentions, and in this case—"

"I don't quite understand," Kirihara scratched his hair, "You mean, you suspect that 'that Bai Lan' wants to hurt your leader, so why did he let his subordinates go to war everywhere? What exactly is he trying to do?"

"Sorry, I wasn't there at the time, so I didn't see it with my own eyes." Yamamoto pondered, "My friends are very angry, of course, I am too. At first, they received a contact from 'Bai Lanfang', who asked for negotiation, but After being rejected, they launched a counterattack with all their strength. After that, they also gave up the negotiation, and things began to develop uncontrollably. And the reason why I personally still think that their target is our leader is because—”

"Until now, I couldn't see what 'it' was trying to do."

Historically, rulers launched attacks and aggression activities for the purpose of expanding territory, colonizing, and so on.

Simply destroying and massacring until the end of the war, even the victor will definitely not gain any benefits.Although that Bailan once planned to destroy the world, but because there are seven to the third power, a new world can be created by relying on its power...

But this time, Garcafis, who guarded the cornerstone, said that it was an external force, and it was impossible to shake Qisan's foundation.In other words, this kind of destruction is always just pure destruction.

Like... venting?

Fuji took up the words: "Having a power that everyone doesn't understand, but just smashing, smashing, looting and burning like a child destroying toys is indeed suspicious."

Sanada frowned. No wonder everyone in the future mentioned "World War" at the beginning. The words were very vague and the description was very strange.It seems that they haven't figured this out yet.

"But what if the strongest among you is..." Kirihara swallowed, and asked cautiously.

At this time, they stopped in front of the elevator, Yamamoto pressed the button, and then replied: "We discovered this problem early on. If 'it' really has the ability to deprive a person of consciousness and flames in an instant—no, It should be said that if this ability could be used at any time, then we would have been defeated by now."

"Can only be used once?" Sanada's eyes froze.

"At present, it looks like this." Yamamoto smiled wryly, "So I said, isn't this like a conspiracy against Tsuna?"

"Who would hate her so much?" Nioh held his chin, feeling puzzled, "Let me tell you, based on what I know about Miss Tuna, even if she becomes a mafia, it will probably happen after some disaster. The type that gives generously to civilians in the first place."

"So, violated the interests of some people?" Ryoma asked.

Yamamoto lowered his eyelids and looked at the flickering electronic screen at his hand: "Perhaps, this question can only wait until she wakes up."

After getting out of the elevator, a group of people walked through the long corridor in silence.At the end, there are a few men in black suits, with airplane hair hairstyles like bad gangsters, which are very eye-catching.

Sanada of the Disciplinary Committee couldn't hold back, looked and looked, and frowned deeply.

"Haha, don't get me wrong, they are also members of the Disciplinary Foundation," Yamamoto smiled and explained, "It's just that their former chairman of the Disciplinary Committee...well, he has a special temper."

Is it special?

Ryoma thought of Akutsu outside who was guarding Tokyo with a steel pipe—although he refused to admit it, but she clearly saw that he did so—and nodded deeply: "Actually, it's not bad."

Kirihara: "...a special discipline committee member?"

He scratched his head, wondering, is Japan such an inclusive society?

The rest of them stopped at the door, and Takeshi Yamamoto pulled out a ring and handed it to Ryoma.

This ring is different from the ones I saw before, the style is very novel, the workmanship is very unique at first glance, and it doesn't feel as cold and hard as ordinary metal.

"Go in alone, Skylark doesn't like crowds." Yamamoto reminded kindly.

Of course, it's useless for other people to go in.

"Ryoma," when she turned her attention away from the ring, Buer called out to her, frowning slightly, looking worried, "Don't force yourself too much."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Ryoma nodded bluntly, and pushed open the white door.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the black-haired young man leaning against the wall. Although his hands were empty, his fierce aura remained undiminished, as if he could draw out some weapon at any time to beat him to death.

Ryoma was a little dazed, and then remembered that this was the person she saw when she strayed into the vicinity of the shrine with Vulcan.It's just that, at that time, he was wearing a dark kimono, but now he was wearing a straight black suit, which set off that handsome face extremely indifferently.

Then she turned to the instrument in the center of the room, the flickering light, to the bed.

The 23-year-old Gang Ji lay quietly, her hands were placed on her chest, and the light from the surrounding equipment made her face very soft.

She is much more mature than when she was 14 years old, but she still has no edges and corners, and she can't find a trace of cold temperament.Who would have thought that this was the most powerful mafia boss in the world?

More like Sleeping Beauty lying in the freezer, waiting to be awakened by her prince.

Ah...is it me?

Ryoma fiddled with the ring in his hand a little nervously, looked up to the bedside, a man who looked like a doctor was looking at the data in front of the instrument.

The silver-haired man was wearing a white coat. He was the first person in Ryoma who met "silver hair" but didn't remind her of Prynne. Although he was also of European descent, he had a face that was too alienated and indifferent, which completely matched the image of a "doctor" in people's imagination. That temperament.

After a while, he quickly pressed a few keys before nodding to her as a greeting: "Then, I'm going out first. If the situation is unstable, I will come back."

Ryoma looked at the man named Hibari Kyouya again.He seemed to know her too, with no emotion on his face, no sadness or joy, and he didn't say anything, but raised his chin to express his permission.

The doctor left, Ryoma nodded, took a deep breath, walked to the bed, put the ring on, and reached out to hold Tsunayoshi's hand.

A little cool, but not completely icy.

The blood was still flowing in Gangji's blood vessels, but very slowly, and the sound of breathing was also soft.There was not much blood on her face, and her fingers were a little stiff. Ryoma clenched it tightly, trying to transfer her heat to her.

"How do we do this?"

She thought about it, then looked at someone other than herself in the room, and asked unconsciously.

"The last time I lit a flame... I don't remember what I did." Ryoma said apologetically.

She couldn't imagine igniting a flame with consciousness or something.

To her surprise, Hibari answered.

He smiled lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Then, just imagine the feeling of igniting your anger."

Are you angry?

Longma was taken aback.

……

"Mr. Karin," Yamamoto saw the person coming out from inside, and took a step forward, "Thank you for your hard work."

Carlin put his hands in his coat pockets, nodded slightly, and a disciplined subordinate hurriedly greeted him: "I'll take you to the lounge."

"Can it be successful?"

Kirihara lay prone outside the window, trying to see the scene in the room clearly through the blurred glass window.Seeing Ryoma making no progress, he was also extremely nervous.

Although they don't know Tsuna well, if she is the key to solving the problem, then all their hopes of going back to the past rest on her.

But don't worry about it.Kirihara even wanted to put his hands together and pray.

"Don't worry." Instead, Yamamoto comforted them, "After waiting for so long, it's not too late."

After all, he is a minor without combat qualifications. Even if he is the only hope now, he doesn't want to be too harsh on Ryoma.

It's a good thing he is here, Yamamoto thought happily, if they came here instead, it might be hard to bear.

Although Yamamoto himself was extremely anxious in his heart, on the surface, he fully embodies the "calmness" that the rain attribute should have, and his gentle voice comforted the restless teenagers.

At some point, Yukimura came up behind them.

Looking at the young man who looked like he was waiting outside the critically ill operating room, Yukimura patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Akaya, you can go and rest for a while."

"No need." Qieyuan was firm, "I'm waiting here for her to come out, isn't it dangerous?"

Buer said: "If it's Ryoma, it's definitely possible."

"Is it the trust in the younger generation?" Yukimura smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Fuer, you should know the seriousness."

"Well," Fuji said calmly, "When Bai Lan told me at first, I didn't agree."

How much fire does it take to keep a man alive?

After being taken away, how much will it cost to be filled by others?

A little careless...

Kirihara took a quick breath.

Sanada frowned: "But you still brought Bai Lan here."

Yu Li, there is no choice, but Yu Qing -- just watch Ryoma walk in?

"Because I know she can." Fuji said.

It is knowing, not believing.

"However, if it's her nine years later, whether it's physical endurance or experience, she will be better than now, right?" Sanada couldn't help but ask.

He has no doubts about Ryoma's future development.After all, it's really irresponsible to entrust the hope of the world to a minor.Adults should be responsible for these.

Fuji said, "I understand what you mean, but Sanada, professional players don't have that easy."

Sanada was silent.

"There is a price to pay for taking this path." Fuji said, "Even with the support of the best team and the best doctors, the accumulated games will leave many marks on them."

He closed his eyes in a little unbearable, and said: "Although it is cruel, but whether it is mentally or physically, only her in the past can do it."

So although he disagreed, he didn't stop it.

No one can stop a person like Ryoma.

"..."

Kirihara was speechless, but King Ni took a sober look at Fuji with sharp eyes: "You seem to be very familiar with her affairs."

"Because I have been working as a photographer by Ryoma's side for the past few years." Fuji replied gently, "From before to now, I know very well."

He walked to the glass window, looked at the slender figure quietly, and continued: "I have felt it since a long time ago. No matter when and what kind of adversity we are in, we have absolute courage and faith. When there is a need, he will stand up and become everyone's confidence and hope, like the sun, illuminating us... that kind of 'healing' power."

It is "sunny".

As soon as the words were finished, a bright light suddenly burst out from the center of the room through a glass, and spread to everything in the field of vision.

Kirihara let out an "ah", subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and then squinted hard to see.

He could no longer see the figure inside, it was as if there was an extra sun in front of him, emitting a dazzling golden fire, which almost instantly engulfed the corridor.