Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Whatever Rokudo Mukuro means, it looks like he's going to go with them.

Castellano Tsuna threw his portrait to Fran and walked in front of them, and his mood was a bit complicated.

"Master really likes to stand in the center of the crowd." Fran casually threw the portrait to Yiqi Yizhen next to him, "It would be perfect if I could attract all the ghost ladies or gentlemen here to Master."

Only in this way can the charm of the master be displayed.

The look on Fran's face clearly meant that.

"Kufufufu~ what are you talking about, Fran," Rokudo Mukuro of course would not admit, "it's just because you walk in front too much to block the line of sight."

Cheng Zhugang looked at the seemingly unreliable pair of master and apprentice, and felt that they forgot the dangerous things here from time to time.

"That..." City Master Gang rubbed the corners of his brows, feeling a little headache, "Can't you guys feel a little nervous?"

Although Mukuro said that he learned his abilities from hell, but ah, when he encounters ghosts later, he won't really lead those ghosts to hell, right?

And I don't know if this saying I learned from hell is true.

There is no other way, although I don't want to use it very much, now I can only...

Just when the city master gang made a decision, the fog rose and completely covered everything in the city master gang's field of vision.

The voice in my ears disappeared completely, and all I could see was thick fog, and I couldn't even see my own hands clearly. I put my hands on my waist by feeling, the knife was still there, vibrating slightly, It seemed to be talking, but he couldn't hear any sound,

Putting his hands in his pockets, the fluffy gloves made him feel a little more at ease,

"Fran? Mu? Can you hear me?" the castellan asked tentatively, but got no response.

The cold air enveloped the city master, and then there were intermittently distant and near crying, laughing, and screaming in pain. The sound was so sharp that it almost pierced people's eardrums.

It appears that he is isolated.

Chengzhu Gang looks very calm. After all, the Undead Canyon where he lived since he was a child is not a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers. There are many undead who die in various ways, those who died unjustly, those who died in battle, those who were killed, and those who committed suicide of...everything.

Cheng Zhugang tried his best to ignore the hairy feeling in his heart. Although he seldom went out and was almost followed by someone every time he went out, it was not that he had not faced similar situations alone.

He is not afraid!

I don't know if he was the only one who was isolated or other people were also isolated in different spaces.

Chengzhu Gang tried to divert attention,

But Fran and Mukuro are both of the fog attribute, so they should be quite adaptable to these gloomy environments, maybe they should worry about the swords?

The city master gang was thinking wildly, wandering in the mist, it seemed that it was too cold, the city master gang rubbed his arms, and decided to put on gloves, anyway, under normal circumstances, they are furry gloves, and they still have the function of keeping warm.

It is definitely not possible to wait for rescue, who knows what will happen if you wait for a long time,

But the mist seems to be just to trap him, but the ghost behind it hasn't appeared yet.

Although there was another possibility for the appearance of these fogs, Tsunade had never doubted it, because he certainly didn't feel Muku's breath in these fogs, so it wasn't Muku's prank.

"I didn't expect to need it right after I made a decision." Cheng Zhugang sighed and stopped. If possible, he really really really didn't want to use it, because it's really strange!

the other side,

It's just that Fran, who noticed that the castella master had disappeared without staring for a moment, seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Ah, does this Gang like to run around so much?" Fran stared at the empty place where a castella should be standing, and turned to look at Liudaoku, "Master~ now it's time what to do?"

"Kufufufu~ actually used this kind of blindfold in front of me," Liudaokuku's smile became a little more dangerous, the red pupil of his right eye became more vivid, and the black numbers changed, "It's really naughty."

"Oh, as expected of the master, you are very imposing." Fran applauded quite applauded, and his careful thinking could not be more obvious.

"kufufufu~" Liudao Mu gave Fran a meaningful look, ignoring his little thoughts, anyway, he would let the apple know what it means to be your master or your master.

The trident tapped the ground, and the mist rose, gradually covering Liu Dao Mu's figure,

"The task of guarding will be entrusted to you," Fran put his hands in his pockets, the same mist rose a little slower, his figure looming, and he said to them, "I'm going to the theater."

"Ah, how willful you are." Izumi Mori Kanesada looked a little helpless, but he pulled out the sword neatly in his hand.

"No way, let's work hard." Yiqi smiled softly, followed by the sound of metal friction,

clang!

The ghostly figure had already detoured at some point, the sharp blade cut across the disheveled head floating behind the tree,

"It doesn't feel real." Dadian Tai Guangshi, who wanted to be taciturn, reminded, "It's fake."

"Where is that really~" Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked around casually, "You said if we find it now, will we be surprised when they come back~"

It's fun to think about it~

"That's a really good idea." Izumi Mori Kanesada laughed, looking around eagerly.

"Everyone, be careful." The first stage and one shock didn't stop them, and they couldn't stop them anyway. It seems that we have to watch them carefully in the future.

The swordsmen who were about to make trouble had no idea how embarrassing the city master Gang was on the other side.

It was completely unexpected that Mukui and the others could find them so quickly, and Liudao Mukuna, whose eyes were slightly wide open, looked at each other in dismay, holding the soul-suppressing lamp emitting a faint blue light in his hand, and fell silent.

Looking at the brown-haired boy on the opposite side, Liudaoku was a little speechless for a while, his slightly widened eyes reflected the brown-haired boy who was a little helpless in a short period of time, wearing a white suit on the brown-haired boy, the position of the trousers Smudged with a large area of ​​dark green, the same dark green dead tree seems to grow on it, the roots are rooted in the right trouser leg, the branches grow upward from the side of the body, and branches do not grow until the waist, and small dead branches detour from the abdomen It reached the other side of the waist, and then went around the back, outlining the thin waist, and the tips of some branches climbed up the chest and even the heart of the brown-haired boy, and the branches that grew harder seemed to want to wrap around the boy's neck , but in the end it can only be worn under the collar,

The dark green shirt is slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone,

The white half-fingered gloves are embroidered with patterns of dark blue thorns, as if in the ghost lamp carved from white bones, there is a blue light emitting. out of the travesty lamp,

Dots of bright green and silver light floated around the brown-haired boy, with an indescribable calmness, which slowly stopped the ghost crying that had caused headaches from just now.

"Cough...that, this...this is just the clothes made for me by my exclusive costume designer in another world...has a special ability to calm the soul, but only if I put on to use..."

What he said is true, so don't look at him with that damn eyes! ! !

He made a lot of determination to change clothes suddenly while walking, QWQ

The author has something to say:

I said before that the city master gang really has an exclusive designer in the kingdom of another world, and it is Nuannuan who was summoned by the city master gang through the game. I was thinking about these clothes at the time, but I didn’t want to write it.. ....

And the last set of clothes is the men's version of "An Ling's Requiem". There is no extra gauze, no complicated and redundant patterns, neck ornaments or earrings. At the same time, the unnecessary long silver hair and the equivalent of changing Simple men's model for one face makeup,

The text may be a little hard to imagine. If you are interested, you can search for the original package and you can probably imagine it after combining it. It looks pretty in my imagination, but I can’t draw it so I can’t draw it (stand up) This set is Mainly white and dark green, except for the tree, the rest of the place is white, just look at the original packaging~~~

I did my best OVO