Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

As predicted in the first generation, Gokuji and Yamamoto, Hibari and Rokukoku started their battles in different places.

On the other side of Yamamoto and Gokuji, Tsunakichi frowned, his eyes were bloodshot.

These two guys who don't know how to hold hands at all, probably don't even know how many wounds they have caused each other!

Although he didn't know why they fought, he couldn't bear it if it went on like this.

Just as Gang Ji wanted to stop it, the scene in front of him changed in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?" Gang Ji paused, blinked, looking at the long table in front of him and the people sitting on both sides of the long table, obviously a little confused.

What is this situation? ? ?

"Decimo, long time no see." The only woman here took a sip of black tea indifferently. The flirtatious tattoo on her face represented her identity. She was the eighth generation of Pengo Lie, the only female leader in the history of Pengo Lie.

"Are you finally here?" The black-haired man sitting under the main seat snorted coldly, his eyes were familiar, but compared to the violent scarlet eyes that flashed in his mind, the emerald green pupils of this man in front of him To appear softer.

Although judging from the aura on his body, he knew that it was just an appearance.

"We know you have a lot of questions to ask," Giotto, who didn't know when he appeared, pulled away one of the empty chairs, "Sit down first, let's... chat slowly."

The voice was slightly elongated, and the deep voice seemed to carry a smile. They went out in person, and they couldn't believe that they couldn't hold back the tenth generation.

Moreover, they also have some things to confirm.

The Vengley bloodline has not been unsealed, or a certain first generation deliberately forgot about it. The super intuitive sense that should have worked was as quiet as a chicken, and did not bring the slightest warning to his master.

"But..." Tsuna, who had not forgotten the situation outside, tried to struggle.

"Okay, don't dawdle, let a group of elders wait for you, isn't it good?" Wu Shi, who didn't know when he came behind him, spoke calmly, but the strength in his hand could not be refused, and he placed it on the too thin shoulder Pushing up Gangji pushed him to the seat.

"Ha..." Gang Ji, who was pressed on the seat in a daze, didn't react at all.

"Don't wear this one, too," Seventh directly pulled off the mask on Tsuna Ji's face, revealing the corners of his mouth with looming fangs, and that face that was still in a trance. The lining is more colorful, "It's not ugly to see what the old face is doing."

what's going on? !

outside,

Gokuji and Yamamoto are playing happily, while G and Uzuki are watching the battle.

"Tsk, didn't you even find out that Decimo disappeared?" G looked a little dissatisfied. Although this was planned long ago, it did not prevent him from feeling disgusted with his younger generation.

"Well, it's time for us to make a move." Yuyue still looked calm, but there seemed to be a trace of helplessness in her eyes.

This is what they planned long ago.

In order to delay time, they deliberately returned part of the memory to them, so that they had the memory of the other party's attack on Decimo.

If possible, they would also like to do it themselves. Anyway, it is just delaying time. It doesn't matter to anyone. It's just a pity that in order to avoid being discovered by him who is currently watching outside, they can't do unnecessary things.

Until now.

Considering that Decimo might make a move to stop him, Giotto decided to activate the inheritance method when Decimo wanted to make a move. That was the only chance to pull the current Decimo into the ring. (such as now) use, just right.

"Then, let's start." G raised his hand, and a red bow and arrow appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and slowly pulled away the flame-like string. The momentum broke through the air between the two people who were fighting.

An arrow with a red flame that seemed to burn everything apart separated the two.

"Little devil," G's tone was slightly elongated, casually, stepping on the solid floor seemingly casually, his rose red eyes narrowed slightly, staring at his heir, the corners of his mouth curved dangerously and recklessly, "I didn't If you remember correctly, you haven't passed my assessment yet, right?"

"What?" Yusi frowned slightly, looking at the uninvited guest in front of him, with a tense expression on his face, at first glance, he looked like the Hayato of Yusi ten years later.

"Then," unlike G's blazing heat, the rainy moon that is as gentle as moist rain will occasionally turn into a torrential rain that washes away everything, and the blue flames gather in his hand, condensing into a long sword with faint blue flames, "Rain It's time to start the assessment of the guardian."

"You are..." Yamamoto also felt the momentum of the visitor, his muscles tensed secretly, but his eyes were extremely calm, but if he was really calm, he wouldn't have not discovered Decimo's disappearance until now up.

As for Skylark and Liudaokui,

The two people with extremely keen perception and who have been with Tsunaki for a long time noticed the change in Tsunaki's aura almost instantly.

Arnold and Damon, who saw that they were going to temporarily stop looking for someone, couldn't continue to watch.

"The Guardian of the Tenth Cloud, Hibari Kyoya." Arnold appeared in front of Hibari, stroking the handcuffs with his hand in his pocket, already considering whether it would be better to handcuff him until the last moment, but just thinking of this After the incident is over, he will definitely be entangled. He can only regretfully give up this idea, "The assessment of the guardian of the cloud begins now."

"The Guardian of the Mist of the Tenth World, Liudaokuku, and...Kulom Skull." The mist gathered, and the slender fingers clamped the poker cards that appeared suddenly, and the corner of Damon's mouth was still smiling, "Where?" Which side is real and which side is illusion, it depends on your ability to distinguish."

At this time, on the other side of the stage where no one was paying attention, the woman stood on the stage with an ugly face, and there was no one else in the empty gymnasium.

"Sawada... Tsunayoshi." The originally soft voice carried a strong killing intent, but the cold hatred made her voice even more eerie in this too empty gymnasium.

She looked down at the silver dagger on the ground, and slowly knelt down to pick it up. The silver dagger made her slender hands even whiter. Unfortunately, these seemingly weak hands were destined to be the same as the dagger. Stained with the blood of sin.

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It may not be more tomorrow. I checked the front and found that there seems to be no episode of the first generation of animals here, so do you want to read it, little angels? If you read it, it will be posted tomorrow. If you don’t read it, you can only stop tomorrow Another chapter