Personalized eraser, destroy the world[Comprehensive]

Sagara hung up the phone and handed the phone to the knight.

"Have you always been like this?" the knight asked.

Sagara, who heard the words of the chivalrous man, noticed that several people around him were looking at him in the same way, and then tilted his head in doubt.

"What's wrong with me?" Sagara asked.

Fei Tan said disdainfully: "Tsk, I have always been so arrogant and domineering."

Sagara used to play tricks on people all the time, and every day he looked like he deserved a beating, making people want to kill him.

The knight on the side looked at Fei Tan deliberately in surprise, "(⊙o⊙) Wow! Fei Tan, you can use words!"

Feitan: "...Get lost."

After Kosagara heard the conversation between the two, he began to show his presence frantically.

"So what does it mean to be arrogant and domineering!" Kosagara waved his hand to signal the two of them to look over.

"It's a compliment to you." Fei Tan said from the side.

"Really?"

"Why lie to you?" Fei Tan said.

"Oh, Feitan, you are so arrogant and domineering!"

"..."

Kuroro laughed, and then said to Jin: "Mr. Jin, it seems that the little guy should stay here for another two days. I guess the seal on your side has not been done yet."

After hearing this, Jin slightly opened his eyes, and looked at Kuroro in surprise.

"You already knew?"

Kuroro smiled back politely, "Mr. Jin, your incident caused a sensation in the entire Hunter Association. Such a big news spread that the Phantom Troupe will not be so ignorant."

"Really." Jin said, and then replied: "Then you, Kuroro, are really far-sighted."

"Mr. Jin has won the prize."

The two old foxes were in a stalemate, and neither of them gave up a step. At this time, Xiao Sagara heard that he would stay here for a while, so he dragged Fei Tan to let him play games with him.

"Hey, it's too much for you to play alone!" The knight also followed up and started fighting with the two of them.

The game was still the one he snatched from Jin and assembled last time, and it added a lot of fun to the three of them playing together.

It was still raining outside, and it didn't seem like it was going to stop.

Ma Qi walked out of the bamboo house and stood under the eaves, and raised her hand to let the raindrops hit her fingers just like that.

Although everyone said that her intuition was very accurate, she actually couldn't predict what happened afterwards. She didn't know whether it was good or bad or whether the brigade would lose a few more companions like before.

In the past, the group leader's divination said that half of the brigade's people would lose, but now only three people died if Sagara was counted. Whether there will be more deaths after all is a mystery after all.

And what will happen to Sagara after that is also unknown.

But the result will definitely not be as simple as imagined.

Now they have a little Sagara by their side, but last time Fei Tan and Xia Ke clearly said that Sagara from another world was a kid the size of a high school student, and they didn't mention him at all.

If the ages are different, then there must be something strange.

If the man Hisoka brought here named Shigaraki Diao really came here, then the purpose must be to take this little Sagara away.

If another Sagara will come with Shikuragi Hang at that time, then how should they choose?

Should he accept this little guy who has no memory of growing up in a greenhouse, or should he accept another Sagara who has memories of Meteor Street?

Or maybe it's not their turn to choose at all.

Another thing is very strange, how did Hisoka, who called, know that Sagara was with their brigade?

Really just guesswork?

"Have you thought of any doubts?" Kuroro walked out of the bamboo house and came to Ma Qi's side.

Madge turned his head and glanced at Kuroro, and then turned his attention to the raindrop in his hand.

"I was thinking, do we still need to take back Sagara's other body?" March said.

After hearing this, Kuroro darkened his eyes, and then laughed as usual, "No one can take away what belongs to the brigade."

After hearing this sentence, March looked at Kuroro again, and turned his head after noticing Kuroro's calmness.

"yes."

Ma Qi withdrew the hand that was still catching the raindrops, and the fingers that fell down with the gravity kept sliding down drop after drop of rainwater.

"Looks like there's a lot going on."

The sea breeze brushed over the conch shells on the beach, and the little crabs crawled out quickly after visiting the rocks. The little turtles who hid from the seagulls from the other side of the coast and climbed to the shallow shore also quickly entered the sea.

Drenched, Sagara lay on the shore, the smell of sea salt entered his nostrils, then Sagara frowned slightly, coughed twice, and coughed out all the sea water in his mouth.

Sagara slightly opened his eyes and saw the big pile of white clouds in the sky, Sagara moved and sat up from the ground.

After looking around, he guessed that this was the shore of a deserted island. Not only was there a deserted coast behind him, but even in front of him was the endless rough sea.

Sagara noticed something with his hand.

anyone?

He remembered that the yacht must have broken, the person who fell from the yacht with him.

Dead handle wooden hanging?

Turning his head to find Sagara, he realized that his hand was holding another hand with distinct joints.

After being stunned, Sagara withdrew his hand, only then did Sagara see that Shikura Mudou had opened those deep eyes long ago.

"Your personality has recovered." Sigangmu Hang said.

Since he has been holding his own hand, since there is no trace of being destroyed by Honkai, it can only be that Sagara's personality that was eliminated everywhere has recovered.

But just as he spoke, the pain in his throat and the hoarse voice in his ears made him frown.

I don't know if he swallowed something or because he drank the sea water, but now his throat feels like it's being torn apart when he opens his throat.

"Well, it's recovered." Said Sagara, then frowned, "Stop talking."

Sigang Muhang looked over and didn't know what kind of emotion he had in his eyes, "Okay."

He obeyed Sagara's words and closed his mouth, but after looking around, he still asked, "Where is this?"

"I don't know." Sagara said.

Sagara stood up from the ground, and Shigaraki also got up, but before he could move, his face frowned again.

"What's wrong?" Sagara asked.

Shikaragi glanced at Sagara, then raised his hand towards Sagara.

"pull me."

Sagara lowered his eyebrows and looked at Sigang Muhang, and also noticed his bleeding leg at this time.

He fell from the yacht without injury, and the dead handle wooden crane held him back?

Sagara pursed his lips and lowered his body to pick up the dead handle wooden hanging, and then put all his weight on himself.

After looking at the arm that was hanging on Sagara's body, Shigaraki didn't say anything, and walked into the coast following Sagara's movements.

After walking into the island, you will find that the deserted island is actually not very deserted. Although there are no traces of other people when you walk inside, you can see that the surrounding wastelands may have been fields not long ago.

Since it is a field, there should be someone there.

"You stay here first, I'll go in and have a look." Sagara hung the dead wood on the edge of the rock.

The sky gradually darkened, probably because it was next to the sea, so it was filled with a wave of moisture, but Sidangmuhang felt not only the moisture but also a breath of beasts when sitting here.

Sigang Mudiao's darkened eyes looked around, and then a pair of murderous eyes entered Sidang Mudiao's field of vision, after which the aura of the beast became more intense.

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura of the Sigangmuhang that was approaching by that thing, the thing hidden in the bushes backed up because of the murderous aura of the Sigangmuhang.

But the next second it was hidden in the darkness, it jumped out and rushed towards the dead handle wood.

Sigang Muhang raised his hand to block the opponent's pounce, frowning tightly while holding on to the huge pressure.

The thing that touched Sigangmudiao's five fingers began to show scars, and the white tiger roared after feeling the pain in its claws, and then jumped away from Sigangmudiao's hand.

"White tiger?"

Sigang Muhang said aloud, and then stared into the tiger's eyes.

There was a low roar full of anger from Baihu's throat, very much like the kind of cat that wants to fight but can't fight, threatening the opponent with its roar.

The white tiger's paws were full of cracks because of the personality of the wooden hanging that had just been killed, and it could be seen that he was a little cautious even when he walked.

"Who are you?" Baihu said.

Just as Sigangmuhang was cautious about the white tiger, he suddenly heard a voice from the white tiger.

"You can talk?" Sigangmu Diao asked.

There was no one else here, and he could be sure that the voice came from the white tiger.

The white tiger obviously understood what he was saying, and stood in place facing the dead handle wooden hanging. After a ray of moonlight fell, a person appeared at the place where the white tiger was originally standing.

"I can talk, and you haven't answered my question yet."

Because it was night, the place was covered in darkness at this time, and even though the moonlight was shining, it could only reflect a figure.

Sigangmu Diao sneered, and the hoarse voice reached the ear of the person just now, "Is the white tiger that can talk and take human form an animal with abilities?"

It's not that he has never seen an animal with awakened personality, and the same is true of Xiongying's principal.

"You—!" The white tiger opened its eyes wide, staring dangerously at Sigangmuhang.

Sigang Mudiao watched the white tiger walk towards him, and then he saw the boy's appearance clearly. His white messy hair and two animal ears between the hair showed his identity.

The tail behind the boy moved, Sigang Mudiao turned his eyes and looked over, but the next second he was grabbed by the neck vigorously.

Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly appeared in front of Sigangmuhang, his wide-eyed eyes were full of murder, and his hands like animal claws tightly grasped Sigangmuhang.

"Die, human!"

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