[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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Prison Temple has not had that dream for a long time.

The dream was dim, and he stood in the dark and damp cave, listening to the whistling sound outside the cave.

After waiting for a long time, or just a long while, footsteps came from the cave.

The man slowly walked in front of him, he lowered his eyes cautiously, and could only see a pair of naked feet.

Those feet were still white and clean even though they stepped on the ground, the toes were slightly curled up, glowing a lovely pink.

He lowered his eyes.

A hand stretched out.

That hand is different from any pair of hands that Hayato Kikuji has touched in his life. It is soft and white, and it is a hand that has never worked, a hand that has never fought, and a hand that has never suffered.

The hand lifted his chin.

"You came here, how did Gilgamesh know?"

She speaks the language of the gods, and the prison temple is not a god, but under the teaching of the king, she can roughly understand what she is saying.

He bowed his head and remained silent.

The man smiled lightly and stretched out his hands.

Those mother-like hands gently cupped his cheeks, and the warm breath of a woman blew against his ears.

"Good boy," he heard her say, "in that case, go."

That person's voice was like a poisonous snake living in a damp and cold cave. It sounded soft and soft, but it was actually extremely cold.

"Go and take the elixir that Gilgamesh got."

"As long as you give it to me, I will give you eternal life."

"Go, sweet boy."

The voice suddenly traveled far away, even in his sleep, the prison temple who kept his brows tightly closed suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Is it a dream... is it..."

His tone was steady, but he was panting violently, and he didn't calm down until a few minutes later.

He crossed over and touched his clothes from the chair beside him, and took out a small transparent bottle from it.

The bottle is empty.

Hayato frowned, throwing the bottle back casually.

He fell back on the bed again, and the Italian daylight of the early morning came in from the window, blocked by the heavy velvet black curtains.The boy was lying on the bed, covering his eyes with one hand and the other hand hanging down naturally.

After a long, long time, the room finally experienced a long silence, and there was a sob.

The next moment returned to calm, as if what appeared was just an illusion.

The morning when choice starts is the same as usual.

Tsunaki woke up amidst the singing of warblers in the morning sun. Almost at the first moment when he got up, the maids waiting at the side knew of the leader's awakening, and after getting the consent of the young leader, they slowly filed away. Entering, serving at the side of the young leader with a decent smile.

The breakfast is the Japanese cuisine prepared by the chef at the headquarters to cater to the chief's taste. Although there are some local Italian dishes that Mr. Chef tried to seduce the chief's attention, the most eaten ones are traditional Japanese dishes.

The projection of Reborn in Japan was also placed on the table, and the jet-lagged tutor slowly drank his favorite black coffee, which was added to the breakfast.

"Well, the next battle is at noon, when the leader and the guardians are growing their bodies..." Mr. Chef rubbed his hands and tried to work harder, "I will prepare another round for you guys." How about a lunch?"

It can be seen that you are really persistent, Mr. Chef.

The teenagers looked at each other, expressing that Mr. Chef's concern should not be wasted, so they all raised their hands like elementary school students answering questions.

"I want to eat tempura!"

"In that case, hand nigiri sushi, please!"

"Master Lanbo wants eel rice!"

"Then please limit my ramen too!"

In the end, the kind and gentle leader wiped his mouth slowly, and nodded to Mr. Chef, who still had a glimmer of hope, "I want to eat curry recently... I'll leave it to you."

Mr. Chef, who felt that he had been hit beyond measure, nodded lazily, expressing that he was on him.

The chief frowned.

"However, curry doesn't seem very convenient to carry." He rested his chin on one hand and tapped his fingers on the table. "I heard that Mr. Spencer is from Calabria? I haven't seen TartufodiPizzo yet." (Peeling Chocolate Cake), can you prepare one for me, please?"

The thin and tall Mr. Chef cheered up immediately, patted his chest and said that everything can be handed over to him.

Gang Ji:. 】

Ordinary mornings, ordinary training, an ordinary morning swaying past.

After half the morning passed, Tsuna called his partners together.

"Then, according to the agreement with Mr. Bai Lan, let's go."

The transfer tool is the super flame ring transmission system [1] provided by the Mirufiore family. It is currently located above the outskirts of the small town at the foot of Pengo Lie. The system is suspended in the air, covered by a circle of soft cloud-like things. pack.

Kind of cute.

But it would be even cuter if it wasn't Bai Lan's face made up of this lump.But no matter how it looks, this is an ultra-convenient combat system that can be transferred on a large scale as long as it provides 500 million fire pressure.

Hmm, maybe it shouldn't be used?After all, the maximum flame that the tenth generation of Pengelie was able to output at Tsunayoshi's age was only one-twentieth of 500 million.

But standing in front of this system is the king of gold, not the leader who suddenly shoulders the burden of the family as an ordinary person.

He touched his chin, looked up at Bai Lan's face that occupied almost the entire sky, and looked down at Bai Lan's face on the watch that was the same as the huge Bai Lan's face.

In a way, the leader of Merufiore is truly amazing.

The boy Judai pursed his lips and nodded with Bai Lan.

"Then let's begin."

"Here," Bai Lan said, while pushing the energy card in his hand to Gang Ji, still smiling, "As agreed before, Gang Ji-chan will choose the location."

Tsuna nodded, his eyes lingering on a bunch of cards.

This gaze didn't stay for long, and the leader picked the nearest card indifferently.

"Oh," Bai Lan raised her eyebrows, "Let me see...it happens to be the place where Tsuna Ji-chan posted it."

He said so,

"Then," he said, "let us go."

The leader's flames were the first to bear the brunt, and the power of the guardians surrounded the leader, flying up and down and rushing straight to the system.

At the other end, Mirufiore also started to transfer, but unlike Pengelie, only a few guardians of Mirufiore used the ring. As the leader, Bai Lan held a bag of marshmallows and ate them It seems that a spring outing is about to come.

After a while, everyone came to the first place where the choice battle took place.

The battle program called [choice] is just like its name, and each step is based on the choice.

The way the game is played, who the players are, where the battle takes place, and even the game itself is a choice.

After choosing the battle location, it is a place full of yellow sand.

This is the sunny venue for the selection game, chosen by the leader of Vongola, Tsunayoshi Sawada, for [Super Clear Flame Sand Layer Ancient Uruk Ruins].

The battlefield in Uruk is completely simulated and the weather in Italy is completely different from the scorching heat. Even the air is completely scorched, so that the wind blowing makes people feel irritable.

At the same time, Mirufiore's Bai Lan and Liu Diao Hua also moved here.

"Ah, it's been a long time," the white-haired man in a black uniform put one hand on his hip, successfully attracting the attention of everyone present.

He waved his hands as if greeting an old friend.

Tsunade nodded, responding calmly.

"Let's gossip, Bai Lan." He said, "Let's move on to the next [choice]."

"Gun Ji-jun is really impatient," Bai Lan smiled, but honestly took out a large spinning wheel/plate in his hand.

The young man waved his hand and summoned Tsuna to him.

"Then, as you said before, put your hand up, Tsunayoshi-kun."

Gang Ji took two steps forward, and together with Bai Lan put his hands on both sides of the cock. Two seconds later, the two of them turned the wheel/disk at the same time, and waited until the cock stopped.

The wheel/disc is divided into eight rows, corresponding to the icons of big sky, clear, fog, cloud, rain, thunder, haze and no attributes.There is a space after the icon to determine the corresponding number of people.When the two leaders turned it in their hands, the wheel/disc with numbers engraved on the gyro wheel/disc would spin rapidly and stop immediately after three to five seconds.

"It's decided now," Bai Lan opened his eyes and looked at the boss, "Participants in the battle."

The results projected to both sides appeared in front of everyone. Pengo Lie's contestants were Qing, Fog, Rain, Lan, and No Attribute. The contestants selected by Mirufiore were Qing, There are two people in the fog, one person in the cloud, and one person without attributes.

Faced with this result, Tsunaji blinked slowly.

"Ah, it seems that there are no non-attribute members on Gang Ji-jun's side?" Bai Lan laughed, with a bit of cunning that need not be concealed, "Should I abstain in this case?"

Gang Ji raised his eyelids, "Isn't Mr. Bai Lan also here?"

Bai Lan gave a short laugh.

"No, no, for the possibility of this option, I brought someone on a special trip." He tilted his head, "Compared to me, Tsuna Ji-kun should be more worried about himself? Those who got up on the battlefield did not see him... This is really a sad fact."

Gang Ji also tilted his head like a young man.

"Mr. Irie naturally has his work to do."

"However, how does Mr. Bai Lan know that our side is not prepared?" He said, "After all, I knew the rules in advance."

Bai Lan suddenly laughed.

"Then I'm worrying too much." He still had the same look of crooked brows and eyes that couldn't tell the depth, but no one who saw this man would really think that he was as sweet as his appearance showed. Incredible big boy.

Gangji smiled and took the initiative to pass this article.

But in fact, as Bai Lan said, they lack non-attribute members who can play.

After all, the members of Pengelie who followed were basically technicians who couldn't carry their shoulders and hands, and one of them was not even as good as Johnny, who was fat and ball-like.

The first gentleman suddenly sighed.

"RuRuRu, if Judaime doesn't mind, I can!"

Almost at the moment when the young leader sighed, a trembling male voice came out from the crowd.

Tsuna looked over, and the crowd spread out to both sides like Moses divided the sea, revealing Mr. Chef who was standing behind the crowd wearing a chef uniform.

Tsunade blinked slowly.

"Mr. Spencer?"

"Yes yes yes!"

Mr. Chef Spencer tremblingly raised the earthy bento box in his hand and stepped in front of Tsunayoshi, "This is your lunch Judaime! Please enjoy it!"

"And!" He raised his eyes, his blue and clear pupils like the Sicilian Sea stared nervously and fearlessly at Tsunaki, "If you need non-attributed people to join the battle, please let me go!"

Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, Mr. Chef scratched his head and explained.

"Don't look at me like this, I also served in the Italian army when I was young."

So why would someone who had served in the Italian official army come to Vengley as a cook!Your former chief will cry!

Mr. Chef smiled and even tried to show off his strong muscles.

——Of course not, there are only lumps of soft meat that will soften into balls when poked.

But one of the none attributes is indeed resolved.

Then next...

"It's my turn now~" said Bai Lan who was standing opposite.

He frowned and clapped his hands casually.

"I think it's time for you to come out too." He said, "Haven't you been looking forward to this moment for a long time?"

The young man turned around as if he had thought of something pleasant, his eyes and brows were full of malicious joy.

In the direction he was looking, a person in a white cloak walked slowly.

At the first moment when the human figure appeared, Jiuji turned his head sideways. The silver hair of the Guardian of Arashi who participated in the battle today was simply tied behind his head, and he looked much more rational than before.He looked at the figure and slowly frowned.

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A strange feeling flowed in my heart, as if I could blurt out something immediately.

"Well, that's all our contestants."

Bai Lan smiled and opened her hands to introduce.

"Liu Yun is the most trustworthy and gentle captain of Liu Diaohua," followed by a man with long green hair who raised his head. He knelt on one knee and apologized for the burnout of another Liu Diaohua before. The sincere eyes looking at Bai Lan can indeed be regarded as a word of "gentleness".

"The sun is the walking dead that makes people want to kill him - Daisy."

"The mist tells the truth about the phantom giant--Lycanthomas. Well, because we have two mists, the other one is a subordinate of Wolfsbane, the ape." [1]

"And the last one is the ghost of this era... What's the name of emm?"

Bai Lan showed a troubled look, "Because this kid probably wants to introduce himself, so let's call him Wumingjun for now."

He rolled his eyes, "Then it's Tsunaji-kun's turn to introduce."

Tsunaji nodded politely, trying to be concise.

"Then on our side," he said, "the clear sky that shines on the earth is Liaoping-senpai, the illusory mist is the lovely Kurom sauce, the moist rain is Wu, the violent Arashi is Hayato, and the attributeless is Mr. Spencer. "

Bai Lan laughed.

"So, is it okay to start like this?"

Gangji nodded slowly with a straight face.

Before the battle began, the chests of the two chosen targets—Mirufiore's Qing and Vongola's Mist—burned with fiery light.

"This is the goal." Gang Ji carefully supported Kurom, who was almost unsteady, and whispered, "As long as the flames are not completely extinguished, we will not fail... Please, Kurom-chan."

The pale little girl bit her lip and nodded seriously.

Although the daisy on the opposite side was also affected by the flames, after the initial pain, she showed a look of enjoyment.

Gangji lowered his eyes.

Is it sunny...

Just as he was thinking, Kurom beside him gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Please don't worry," the little girl tried to smile, "I, I and everyone will work hard!"

Gang Ji was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, reaching out to touch the top of her hair.

"Well, I know." He looked at his friends and repeated, "We will win."

After a brief arrangement, the selection battle is about to officially begin.

Almost at the same time as the battle started, Mirufiore on the other side of the battlefield sent a communication to Pengo Lie.

Bai Lan's smiling face appeared on Pengo Li's screen.

"The battle seems to take a long time," said the sweet and greasy marshmallow essence, "I wonder if Mr. Gangji can show your face and have an afternoon tea together?"

Holding his chin, he pushed the girl behind him to his front, "Of course ~ Uni-chan will be with us~"

inside the battlefield

In addition to the scorching sun on the head of the battlefield imitating the style of ancient Uruk, what hindered Peng Lie's people was the tumbling yellow sand.

Hayato Gokuji skillfully took out the cloak he had prepared temporarily and threw it to his companions, and finally put it on himself.

He pulled the hood up, keeping it within a range that would not block his sight and avoid sunlight.

"Put on your cloak," he said. "In the few minutes since we entered the battlefield, the intensity of sunlight and the temperature of the air have increased significantly. I'm afraid it will continue to increase after that... If you are not ready You will be injured before you meet the enemy."

Several people in the same group took the cloak and put it on, and after a brief discussion, they split up and acted.

"In short, you must be calm when you encounter anything in the future, and everything is for the purpose of victory."

After briefly exhorting his companions, Guiji walked forward alone.

I don't know whether it was a coincidence or fate, but the place he ran all the way to is not other place, but the area where the ruins of Uruk belonged to the Temple of Inanna.

The boy stopped in his tracks.

There was a wind blowing, blowing yellow sand and beating on his cloak and bare skin.

On the opposite side of the boy, a non-attribute cloaked man belonging to Mirufiore also slowly walked out.

Prison Temple frowned and made a gesture of preparing for battle.

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Only he himself knew that his heart was beating extremely fast at this moment.

Another gust of wind.

The wind blew the cloaks of the two, and the hood of the cloaked man standing on the opposite side of the wind was blown away.

Prison suddenly widened his eyes.

"It's you!!"

The next moment, the young man who has been mature and reliable since he came to the future slammed into the direction of the enemy. The weapon in his hand was equipped up at the same time, and the red attack hit the enemy in less than a second. standing area.

In a cloud of soot, a white cloak sprang out of the dust of death like a ghost, white hair fluttered because of the movement, and two very similar faces intertwined for a moment because of the hand-to-hand combat.

"How dare you?" After the blow, the two sides switched positions, and Prison Temple almost gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, "How dare you show up."

"Ramir!!"

The author has something to say: Overhauled a bit (finger gesture)

before the battle

Prison Temple: Everyone, please be calm and obediently win honor for Master Tsunayoshi

1 minutes later

Prison Temple: gradually losing sanity.jpg

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