The waste firewood of the five family

"Muku!" Tsunade exclaimed in surprise.

"kufufufufu-" the pineapple-headed illusionist smiled, "It's really pleasant to see you like this as soon as we meet."

"Ah, let's not talk about anything else, where has Muku been lately?" Tsunaji looked at Liudao Muku with complaining eyes, "I can't find you at all."

"Of course I went back," Liu Dao Mu spread his hands, "No one else came here recently, did they?"

indeed.

Bai Lan just wandered around here temporarily in the form of a curse spirit.

Sure enough, there is a problem with time and space.

Wait, speaking of this—

Gang Ji looked horrified: "You were in that real person's body before, right? Then you're leaving now..."

"Well, if there is no accident, it will be as you think," Liudao Mu showed a somewhat helpless expression, "It happened so suddenly that I didn't even have time to react."

"This is really not good..." Thinking of that difficult blue-haired curse spirit, Tsuna only felt a headache, "Isn't he also responsible for the recent chaos in the magic world?"

"Kufufu- rather than worrying about others, you should worry about yourself first," Rokudo Mukuro interrupted Tsunayoshi's random thoughts, "You have lit the flame for too long."

"Even if this is the space of consciousness, the current situation does not allow you to squander the flames like this," Liudao Mukuo pointed to the orange flame ball not far away, "Haven't you seen the little thought of that fox head?"

"He wants to wait for the power of the flame to weaken before coming out?" Tsuna really felt a little tired.

"That's right." Liudao Mu walked forward and waved his trident, "But since I'm here, your flame can also be removed."

"Okay." Gangji agreed with great reassurance.

At the moment when the orange flame disappeared, the colorless king took many steps back like a frightened bird.

"Oh? Why are you afraid of this?" Liudao Mu approached him with a smile.

"Don't come here!" The Colorless King looked left and right, and suddenly realized that he was so frightened that he was about to get out of Gangji's body.

"Huh?" Liu Dao Mu looked at the fleeing figure of the Colorless King, "How could I let you succeed?"

"Muku, he's about to run out!" Tsuna yelled loudly.

"It doesn't matter, we just have to wait for him to escape before doing anything." Liudaokuo said calmly, "Your consciousness space prevents me from performing illusion."

Gangji smiled helplessly.

Mukuro is so awkward.

I am obviously worried that using illusion here may affect my brain, but I have to say that, if the prison temple listens to him, it may explode...

"Ten... Kong! He's out!" Hayato's voice sounded, "The movements seem to be quite slow?"

"Okay, then I'll..." Hayato the prison temple was gearing up, and was about to use the flame, but found that the colorless king didn't move.

"Huh?" Hayato was stunned, he poked tentatively, but the colorless king remained motionless.

"That's right, he lost the moment he went out." Rokudo Mukuro happily explained to Tsunayoshi, "He won't run away anymore, I will leave the rest to you, Sawada Tsunayoshi— —”

"Are you leaving soon?" Tsuna asked subconsciously.

"kufufufufu-of course, I have other things to do," said Rokudokuku, "like going to see my dear Kurom and that nasty white hair—"

"Oh, speaking of which, Bai Mao has not been having a good time recently." Liu Daomui smiled gloatingly, "It's really rare to see him in such a mess."

"Satoru has consumed too much recently." Tsunaji sighed, "Even if I treated him with flames, the effect would be very limited."

Liudao Mukuro was attracted by another thing: "You healed him with flames?"

"Yeah." Gang Ji took it for granted.

"Kufufu- as expected of you, Tsunayoshi Sawada." Rokudoku smiled inexplicably, "Forget it."

"You don't have to worry about Wujo Wu." Liu Daoku put away the trident, "It's not a last resort here, don't waste your flame."

"Including the one outside." Liudao Mu glanced at Hayato, who was playing with the Colorless King.

"Then Wu why..." Before he finished speaking, Tsuna realized something, "Could it be that..."

"Don't think of me so kindly." Liu Daomu interrupted Tsunayoshi, "I just don't want the body that I have finally set my sights on to be degraded by you."

"Okay, okay, I know." Knowing that Liu Dao Mu often said what he meant, Tsunaji also nodded along with him, "But thank you very much, Muku."

What a help.

Tsuna thought.

After all, Mukuro was a powerful illusionist who could create a viscera out of thin air.

"But Pengo Lie, you really came to a disgusting place this time." Liudao Mukuro said with disgust, "I can't help but want to destroy it."

"I don't like this place either." Tsuna looked at Liudao Mukui, "But there are indeed some weirdnesses here, which may have a lot to do with the instability of time and space during this period of time."

"So that's how it is." Liudao Mu understood, "But if you want to get more information, you have to kill more people. Sawada Tsunayoshi, do you have this awareness?"

"I..." Tsunaji wanted to say yes, but under Liudaomu's gaze, he still crouched down with his head in his arms, "Actually, I wasn't prepared for this at all!"

After all, up until now, Gang Ji had only killed Bai Lan with his own hands, and it was only when he had to.

Even in the half a year he later served as the leader of Pengelie, Gang Ji never personally killed anyone.

The bold words before Jiang Gu Ling and the others were not so much for them to listen to, as for convincing himself.

Tsuna found out the moment he was about to kill someone, and he really couldn't...

"kufufufufufu-don't show such an expression." Liudao Mukui was in a good mood, the pineapple leaves on his head swayed with the owner's movements, "If you become a murderous person, you won't be the naive person I know Sawada Tsunayoshi."

"Muku!" Tsuna raised his head in protest, "How naive am I?"

"Why didn't you bring Coulom with you for this kind of thing?" Liudao Mukuro asked.

"How can I get Kurom to come here?" Tsuna retorted subconsciously. "She went through that kind of thing not long ago. Although she may have recovered, it is too dangerous to come here. Even if you can use illusion to disguise, but from time to time Will it be tiring to use it? And there are members in the winery who can use Mist Flame, just in case..."

Liu Daokuo listened to Tsunaki talking about a bunch of reasons, all of which pointed to the latter's firm attitude.

"If you say that, I don't want my dear Kurom to suffer here." The pineapple leaves on Liudaoshou's head stopped for a moment and then shook again, "Seeing how miserable you have been recently, I'll do my best to help you."

"Huh?" Tsunade looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't worry, it won't do me any harm." Liudao Mukuro said with a smile, "If you need to kill someone, you can contact me here."

"Contact you?" Gang Ji was taken aback, "You mean, I can call you anytime?"

"No." Liudao Mu shook his head, "Although I can contact you freely now, when the flames used in this area are exhausted, I will return to that world again."

"Connecting the worlds on both sides depends on the flames of the fog." Rokudoku raised his eyebrows, "So contact me when you see the right time, Sawada Tsunayoshi."

"Wait." Tsuna thought of something, "Will the flame be harmful to the body after using it..."

"Don't think I'm as stupid as you think, Sawada Tsunayoshi." Liu Daokuo tilted his head, "I would never do such a thing that harms myself and benefits others."

"Muku, your words are not convincing at all, okay..." Seeing Liudao Muke's eyes shutting himself up, Tsuna had no choice but to surrender, "Okay, okay, I understand."

"kufufufufufu-just understand." Liudao Mu nodded with satisfaction, "In that case, I'll take my leave first—"

"Hey wait?" Tsuna watched helplessly as Liu Dao Mu disappeared, "Hey, you haven't said how to contact you..."

Could it be that he shouted Mukuro in his consciousness space...

This is too simple and rude.

"Ten generations!"

After confirming that the colorless king had no awareness of the outside world, Hayato finally shouted out with confidence: "How do we solve this thing?"

"Huh?" Gang Ji came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the colorless king who was like a mascot, and had a flash of inspiration, "How to solve it, of course it has to be sent to—"