[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Stop, who are you?"

"Oh? ~ Fengyue, our old friend's hospitality this time is not warm enough, borrowing someone else's site but not telling the host who the guest is?"

"I think that's because you modified the parameters of Yiku."

"Stop, I won't be polite if you take another step closer! Tell me! Who are you guys?!"

"...Oh, oh, that's really my fault. Sir, I'm very sorry for the trouble you caused, just to express my apologies..."

Boom—boom—the deafening explosion came from the villa standing behind, and the mushroom cloud of the violent explosion gradually rose above the villa that lost three-quarters of its roof.

The sudden and unexpected change made the man blocking the way confused. He hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie in his pocket, and shouted at the other end of the wireless signal: "Nakano, you bastard, what are you going crazy for!"

The only answers to him were the chaotic and desperate screams and roars from the intercom that was abandoned by the owner in the explosion, and the frightening roar that was unique to the rubble and avalanche from the battle.

"Crazy...crazy...all fucking crazy..." Even without the intermittent voice from the walkie-talkie as an annotation, the chaotic and rising spiritual pressure in the house behind him, as well as the huge air currents and The sound of shaking, cracking, and gradually disintegrating collapsed buildings is enough to explain everything that is happening in the room.

Everyone inexplicably went crazy, but only one of them was awake. This terrible situation of loneliness and fear gradually forced the man shrouded in the shadow of the canopy to another situation out of control. The pale-faced man suddenly Taking a step forward, he grabbed the meticulous snow-white collar of the man with short, thin black hair. With red eyes, he pressed his fingers to the soft skin under the man's Adam's apple, like a cornered beast. A low and desperate roar: "Yes... it's your fault... it must be your fault, saying what you did to us!... I killed you, I will kill you!"

Clamped by the man's veined palm within audible distance, the black-haired man who faced the man's crazy and chaotic anger just raised his slender and beautiful eyebrows, and looked at the fingertips under his throat with great interest. The dazzling brilliance bursting out from the crazily gathered spiritual pressure evoked her beautiful thin lips playfully: "Are you sure?"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! This is a nightmare. If you kill you, everything will be over, over!" The man who fell into madness just repeated the declaration of killing mechanically, twitching the corner of his mouth to reveal a hideous expression. With a distorted smile, the man who was obviously completely dominated by his violent emotions had already rejected all information from the outside world from his heart.

The man's brows moved slightly, his smile was restrained, and a dull boredom appeared on his handsome and timeless face. He even shrugged his shoulders comfortably under the man's tighter and tighter palms, and then spread out a more gentle and elegant smile: "Ru Jun Wish."

As the voice fell, the continuously accumulating and swelling spiritual pressure at the man's fingertips finally rushed out of the fingertips, and the silver-blue beam of light, which resembled a false flash, instantly expanded, greedily swallowing all the organs above the man's neck.

boom--

The ancient life that was several meters high and thick enough to enclose collapsed in the deadly blue light. Fengyue frowned slightly and took a step back, avoiding the verdant greenery pouring down but unable to escape from the dense branches. His blood is bright.He lowered his head and looked at the spots of scarlet slowly smearing in front of the snow-white skirt. The handsome former oiran frowned slightly, and looked helplessly at the stump standing beside the stump, smiling lightly. Young man: "Such an opponent, even if you don't have Reiatsu, is just a matter of raising your arm. You have spent so much time playing with your opponent, since you came to this world, sir, your bad taste seems to have become more and more low-level .”

The black-haired man raised his hand and brushed the slightly messy bangs in front of his forehead. He squinted at the dark obsidian against the sun and at the same time showed a smile of pure joy: "The life-saving behavior of racking one's brains is actually in Fengyue's hands." It's really sad that your eyes have turned into a low-level interest in playing with your opponent. No matter from which angle you look at it, I'm the weak one who can't protect itself, right?"

Fengyue glanced at the calm and calm black-haired man who didn't even have a single wrinkle on his collar, and then looked at the corpse covered by branches and leaves, who had suffered from the strong pressure of Mount Tai and used his toes to guess. Mottled blood slowly oozing, hesitantly suppressed the urge to complain, and turned his attention to the ruins of the villa that had evolved from a dilapidated building to a ruin in the melee: "The battle there is also coming to an end. It stands to reason They should show up too."

"Fengyue."

"I'm here. What's your order, sir?"

"I don't dare to say the order." Matsushima Zero smiled politely, and a dark purple light flashed in the depths of the eyes that were darker than Ziye, "Can you please protect me to go to that house?" ?”

"But the people in Mr.'s house have not completely lost their combat effectiveness, let alone somewhere there are enemies watching secretly..." Fengyue slightly widened her beautiful eyes, and the sapphire blue eyes were full of disapproval.

As if he had guessed the reaction of his loyal followers long ago, Zero Degree Matsushima just showed a clear smile as expected, and walked towards the crumbling ruins without hesitation, passing by In an instant, the loyal follower's beautiful lips showed a brain-wrenching helpless smile, and he also raised his feet and followed the tall and straight figure of the man without hesitation.

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Consciousness slowly rises from the dim abyss, and the weak body transmits the message of being imprisoned from all the limbs, and there is no attempt to break free from the flexible and strong leather rings wrapped around the neck of the limbs.Hirako Mako, who has a much higher resistance to any drug than ordinary spirits, has no fear of becoming a prisoner in a deep prison, because the search of the body is meticulous, so that the messenger and Hikko The scattered little things that the captain stuffed into him became the spoils of the owner here, but for some reason, the other party made a fatal negligence—the Maple Island stone wolf did not notice the wireless ear canal and throat disguised as a small piece of skin. Contact equipment.Oh, and maybe those two embarrassing Chabby breast|stickers in his breast pocket can also be talked about?Sure enough, the taste of this thing has been so low that even the true neuropathy who have basically lost their aesthetic ability shy away?When you go back, you can consider sticking it on the door of Soyousuke's room to replace the old man Yamamoto's door god position, so as to ensure that the group of demons will be more powerful than the flow of fire, and Yi Baigui will retreat.

I don't know how much time has passed after standing still in the dark. A beam of strong light that still feels white and dazzling even if you close your eyes is suddenly shining on Hirako's eyelids. The stimulation of the light makes the body curl up instinctively. The temporary blindness of a small piece of the retina is exchanged for the short-term tranquility of the entire optic nerve.

The dazzling beam of light disappeared as abruptly as if it had appeared without warning.After a short period of silence, with the current flowing through the lighting system, a feminine and soft voice made Pingzi feel the urge to greet the other party, "You are old and noble", and the indistinguishable neutral voice of male and female resounded faintly in the air. From the back of the neck to the back of the neck, the ups and downs spread up and down to the tailbone: "Yousuke, it's been more than a hundred years since we separated in this world. Now that the old man is reunited, you really have nothing to say." Did people say it?"

Fuck me, this kind of young man, mad, heartless, ruined the yellow flower girl in the boudoir and slipped away. After a few years, the child's mother led the child to catch up with the boy to ask for the boy's mental damage and parent-child support. What happened to Fei's aversion to cold?Pingzi controlled the corners of his mouth that could not help running behind his ears, and suppressed with difficulty the facial expression that might fall apart in the next second, and he was marching forward to the collapsed Kangzhuang Avenue, overcoming all difficulties, going straight to the head with dedication, posing the classic atypical facial paralysis of his deputy team, gentle and holy The father smiled, slowly opened his light brown eyes, and calmly said without pretending to lose his memory: "Please forgive my blindness, in my impression, I should have never met Mr. Fengdao."

Soyousuke, you'd better pray for me that bitch Fengdao Shilang looks like a Chinese Ghost Story with unfinished love and unfinished relationship with anyone, or you can wash it up and wait on the bed for me !

(Author: Actually, I'm really looking forward to what kind of pose the blue boss will put on the bed after washing, looking pure and pure.)