Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Sawada Tsunayoshi is completely unaware of Coulom Skull's definition of so-called treasures. Although it took a little detour, Nasei Middle School is not far from Sawada House. No matter how slow you walk, you will arrive soon .

Of course, I wasted a lot of time when I went upstairs, not because of the inconvenient movement, but because Collom Skull wanted to directly hug the "weak" leader up.

Yes, it is what you think.

Therefore, Sawada Tsunayoshi solemnly rejected Kurom Skull's kindness, and vowed (sheng) to die (wu) not (ke) to obey (lian) and said that if this must be the case, he would go up by himself and reluctantly let Kurom Tom Skull gave up this dangerous idea.

'Who the hell taught Collom badly? ! 'Sawada Tsunayoshi roared in his heart with a blank face, and he could vaguely see a little embarrassment and lovelessness from his face,' Muku!is that you? ! ! ! '

Under the insistence of Sawada Tsunayoshi, Kurom Skull could only regretfully give up this idea, and then used illusion to turn the stairs into slopes...

' So, why not do it in the first place? ! Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his hand to cover his face, and made up his mind once again to keep Kurom away from Rokudokoku so as not to be led more crookedly.

After finally coming to the chairman's room, the embarrassment gradually calmed down, and I felt a little complicated about the fact that I was about to see myself ten years ago.

This is his best age and his most precious time.

"What a strange feeling." Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but only this exclamation remained in the end. The corners of Tsunayoshi Sawada's mouth curled up slightly, and with a little relief, he slowly entered the place he least wanted to approach in the past .

This is what the wind sees.

Before Tsunayoshi Sawada came in, he had already sensed the existence of people outside, but he didn't move because he felt the familiar breath.

In the next second, Tsunayoshi Sawada, ten years later, Vongola Judai was sitting in a wheelchair, and was pushed in by Kurom Skull, who was ten years later.

His face was pale, his eyes were tied with white bandages, and his finely crafted white shirt, which should have been a perfect fit, now looked a bit loose. He was wearing a black suit jacket, and his knuckles rested on the armrest of the wheelchair. Looks extremely skinny.

However, Feng could vaguely see that powerful and clear flame in the sky that seemed to be able to warm people's hearts, it was full of vitality and was burning.

"Ah, you are..." Although he couldn't see it, Tsunaki recognized the identity of the person who just came in. How could the souls who had been in contact with each other in the spiritual world not recognize each other? Woolen cloth?

"Did it succeed?" Gangji was a little nervous, but more happy. Since he appeared here, it meant that no matter whether it was his companion in this world or another world, everything was fine.

"Well, it's all right." Tsunayoshi Sawada nodded, with a relaxed expression on his face, an expression he hadn't seen for a long time.

Coulom Skull looked at these two very similar people, his eyes filled with tenderness.

In the gear space,

"It really looks like it." Yuyue looked at the two people outside with amazement on her face.

He is not talking about looks. If we talk about looks, in fact, Tsunayoshi ten years ago and Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years later are only a bit similar in outline.

It's not about temperament either. Ten years later, Tsunayoshi Sawada has become qualified, or can be called an excellent leader, and Tsunayoshi ten years ago, who was still a waste material, looks like two people.

What he was talking about was the gentleness that seemed to be carved into the soul of these two people, and the great empty flame that seemed to shine on everyone.

"I'll give you back the power." Tsunayoshi Sawada said, nodding to Colum Skull.

"Eh? Okay." Tsuna nodded subconsciously, "Is it the same as before?"

"No." Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up with the armrest of the wheelchair, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to fix Tsunayoshi's head, and pressed against the other's forehead, "We were in the spiritual world last time, so we can exchange directly." But not now.

Tsunayoshi opened his dull brown eyes, his brown hair intertwined with each other, and he could feel the other person's breath from too close a distance, and Sawada Tsunayoshi's face was peaceful.

Soon, Gang Ji could feel the warmth of the foreheads that were touching each other, and his mind was relaxed, as if something that was missing slowly came back.

Maybe it was too warm, but Gang Ji's tense nerves slowly relaxed, his eyes closed slowly, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

"After he wakes up, his eyes will recover." Sawada Tsunayoshi supported Tsunayoshi to lie back on the bed, and then sat back on the wheelchair with the support of Kurom Skull.

On the other side, the news of Kikuji and Yamamoto's injuries finally reached Ping.

"Octopus head! Yamamoto! How are you doing?!!!" Overly excited, Liao Ping completely ignored that this was a hospital and that he was calling for two patients who needed to rest, and rushed directly into the wards of Gauta and Yamamoto.

"Tsk." Prison Temple was lying on the hospital bed, his face darkened the moment he heard Ping's voice, and he yelled back completely ignoring his physical condition, "It's so noisy! Caopingtou!"

"What are you talking about?! Octopus head!" Liao Ping clenched his fists passionately, and his roar became louder and louder, "I'm really worried that you rushed over at the fastest speed!!!"

"Who needs you to come here! Ah?!" Prison Temple only felt that his nerves were being challenged in various ways. It was already unpleasant to be in the same ward with a certain baseball idiot, but another idiot came, "You give me Be quiet!"

"What did you say?!" Liao Ping didn't show any weakness.

"Well, both of you calm down." Yamamoto sat on the hospital bed next to him, trying to persuade the fight with his body full of injuries.

"What the hell happened?!" Liaoping looked very excited. Anyone who saw his companion suddenly turned into such a ghost would be like this. Although I heard that Octopus Head and Yamamoto have other things to do before, But it didn't say what it was.

"Tsk." Prison Temple turned his head aside irritably, knowing that he probably won't have much time to rest in the future. With Cao Pingtou's IQ, it would be considered good if he could understand within 5 hours.

Even so, these things must be told to Ping, because he is also a member of the Guardian.

In this way, amidst the occasional roar of the prison temple and the occasional sound of persuasion by Yamamoto, the prison temple crushed everything bit by bit and stuffed it all into Ping's brain full of muscles.

Six hours later, when Ping understood everything, Yamamoto had already fallen asleep first, and Yuji couldn't hold on anymore.

"Oh, so it is like this." Liao Ping stood up abruptly, holding a drawing board in his hand, on which were drawn two brown-haired villains with obvious differences in height, and a lot of fuzzy black shadows, "I finally understand Already!"

"Because Sawada ten years later intends to sacrifice himself, when Sawada ten years ago defeats the enemy, Sawada ten years later will die, and I don't know if it will affect Sawada ten years ago, so in order to let the two Even Sawada survived, for that..." Liaoping suddenly got stuck, "Eh..."

"The Dangerous Clan!" Prison Temple gritted his teeth and glared at Ping. "That's right, it's the Dangerous Clan. You have collected the power of the Dangerous Clan, and plan to replace Sawada's power to fill the gaps in the world, right?"

"Yes!" Prison Temple glared at Ping with a grumpy expression, he had endured it for a long time.

"But! You don't know if there will be any accidents, so you need more of that..." Liao Ping got stuck again, and remembered a second before the prison temple erupted, "The power of the dangerous clan, right? ?”

"That's right!" Guisi roared in a low voice, he shouldn't have hoped for Cao Pingtou's IQ!

"Then it's easy!" Liao Ping clenched his fist and shouted, "Down with the Dangerous Clan! Gather strength!!!"

"!" Yamamoto, who was already asleep, was woken up by the sudden roar, and sat up rubbing his eyes.

"That's the way it is." After shouting, Liao Ping sat down again, dressed roughly, "Hmph, finally understand." Prison Temple snorted disdainfully, then lay down, not wanting to look at the idiot in front of him at all.

"I understand, leave it to me." Liao Ping patted his chest and said, "How can this kind of thing be left to Yunque alone, leave it to me and you can rest assured."

After speaking, he rushed out.

"Wait, wait." Prison Temple didn't have time to stop him, and just wanted to get out of bed when the wound was involved, "Are you kidding?! It's a big problem for you!!"

"Well, Gokuji," Yamamoto called to stop Gokuji, who was trying to catch up, "Leave it to Sasakawa, but if Hibari is left alone, I don't know if he will forget to collect it because he is too excited."

"..." Nothing, can't refute.Prison Temple had a dark face, and was successfully persuaded. With Yunque's character, it's hard to say whether he will forget.

On the other hand, the larks who were chanted did not collect as they thought.

Note that just because he has collected it doesn't mean he really remembers it.

In order not to be disturbed by unnecessary things, Skylark deliberately released Roll and Yundou, threw the collection bottle to the two small animals, and rushed into the encirclement to kill all directions.

Roll and Yundou, two poor little animals were thus given a heavy responsibility, one was holding the bottle with difficulty, the other was carrying the bottle on his back, and carefully followed behind the skylark to collect the coagulated blood that fell to the ground. ...Roll even used the multiplication.

Although there is suspicion of cruelty to small animals, the efficiency of doing so is indeed much higher, because Skylark only needs to be responsible for fighting monsters, and this is what he is best at.

"Huh?" Yunque was just about to slap someone who dared to provoke him, when he suddenly felt something pull at the bottom of his trousers. He looked down and saw that it was Roll, "What's the matter? Roll."

Roll lifted the well-protected bottle with difficulty, which was already full of blood.

"Skylark! Skylark!" came a shrill voice from overhead.

Skylark looked up, and what he saw was Yundou with the same full bottle on his back, flying crookedly, as if he would fall down in a second.

"Is it full so soon?" Yunque stretched out his hand to catch Yundou, squatted down and picked up the bottle that Roll was holding on to with difficulty, and the stern expression on his face eased a lot, "Very well done."