Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

Oni Wu Tsuji finally found out that something was wrong, but it was too late.He looked at the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad who came running, and the anger in his heart burned into a sea of ​​flames. He wanted to summon all the upper strings, but was shocked to find that he couldn't contact Naruto, and now he was alone.

Naruto!Oni Wu Tsuji's pupils tightened, and even Naruto, who was unable to move in the distance, flinched.

Ming Nu clenched the qin in her hand, she could feel the anger of Lord Wu Mi, but the man beside her was extremely calm.He should know that human beings are unable to defeat Kimai Tsuji, who is the ancestor of ghosts.But he just sat there quietly like this, as if he didn't care about the lives of other people.

The screen is turning back to the battlefield.

Onimai Tsuji showed a cruel smile, he didn't think this group of humans could kill him, he was destined to be a perfect creature.However, his idea obviously failed.

"You are, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi?" Some deep and elegant male voices came from behind the crowd.

"What?!" Neither Ghost Dance Tsuji Muchan nor the Demon Killing Team members found the man.A figure slowly came out from behind, in an army green military uniform, the visitor raised the brim of his hat, revealing the opened golden eye below.Tanjiro said in surprise, "Kitomo-san!" It was none other than the second generation of the Nuragumi, a cunning ghost who should have died under the devil's gavel.

Numerous small deviations finally led fate to another branch.

Nuliang Liban closed his right eye and looked relaxed, which made everyone feel extremely at ease. "Thank you, sir, for bringing me here." He raised the corners of his lips, but his eyes were looking at Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi. He didn't know what he felt. There was a sharp light in his golden pupils, as if he was waking up to hunt. beast.With one hand on the knife at his waist, Nuliang Liban opened the other eye, and he slowly pulled out the knife, "You, it's a little too much."

Compared with other swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team, Oni Wu Tsuji was more vigilant about the man in front of him. His pink pupils stared at the man in front of him tightly, but his tone was quite disdainful, "Excessive? No, it's just that they are too It’s just weak.” People are always powerless in the face of natural disasters. In the final analysis, Onimai Tsuji, who has completely lost his humanity, regards himself as a higher-level creature and treats weak humans as ants.

"The people I kill are no different from being killed by a natural disaster. There is no need to go into it. After all, people can't be resurrected.

His words were contemptuous and condescending.

As if a certain word had been uttered, the man with black hair and golden pupils slowly opened his eyes. There was a golden flame burning in the dark golden pupils, which completely burned the deep black. The golden color was extremely pure. After tempering, a more beautiful and dazzling light blooms than before. It is the eyes of gods, the brilliant pupils like the sun.

Naruto felt that she could control her movements, but she didn't dare to move, because she found that the aura around her suddenly became violent and ferocious, like thunder and rain, and like flames and meteors that destroyed the world.Mr. Fumeng stood up slowly, his golden pupils moved slightly, and he said softly: "A natural disaster?"

There was no fluctuation in the eyes, the golden red butterfly spread its wings on the black kimono, and it became a reality, beautiful golden phosphorous powder fell from the butterfly.

Naruto's pupils narrowed extremely, and she even wanted to form a small ball. The beautiful butterflies and the falling sparkling phosphorous powder were like hideous monsters or deadly poisons to her. She wanted to escape but had nowhere to go. escape.

Mr. Fumeng curled his mouth, without a trace of smile in his eyes, and looked at it coldly. "Natural disaster, it's not such a simple thing." He turned his head slightly, and his black hair slid down behind him along with his movements. "Compared to natural disasters, he is a rare guy." The words in his mouth seemed to be admiring, but anyone who saw his expression at the moment or those eyes could know that it was just the indifference of the superior.

For half the salary, the man suddenly laughed, his already beautiful face became a little brighter because of the smile.

"Then, let me try it."

The voice suddenly sank, and the final judgment fell.

"A natural disaster."

The moment his words fell, there was a sudden thunderclap in the distant high sky, and the thunder suddenly rang out in the clear sky in daylight, causing countless people to be astonished.The drug seller in the room naturally also heard the sound. He looked up out of the window and saw the blue sky, where the gloomy dark clouds gathered, only in an instant.The light blue pupils reflect the low-pressure gray sky, "Apocalypse..."

Creatures will respond to the threats of nature. Although this function of human beings has faded, Kimai Tsuji, who is a ghost, can clearly feel it, but he doesn't take it to heart.

The ugly and ferocious piece of meat suddenly attacked Nuliang Liban. Nuliang Liban's eyes were sharp, and the knife in his hand looked light, but it was actually sharp. The Good Carp Companion uses the trait of a sly ghost to avoid those splashes of scarlet liquid.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki swung the blade in his hand and slashed straight at Onimai Tsuji's neck, and countless thorns suddenly grew out of his arms, covering the sky and covering the earth.Yoshiyuki Tomioka flipped back and retreated again and again.

As the ancestor of ghosts, Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi is indeed thousands of times more powerful than ordinary ghosts, even more powerful than Shangxian.It can almost be said that there is a huge difference, but this does not hinder the determination of the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad. They fought for this, and even gave their lives for this day.Although Mr. Fumeng meant to take them to take a look, but after actually seeing Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi, the anger and hatred surging in his chest became more and more intense.

"I sigh that life and death are like the morning sun."

The man's breath is like wind and rain, but haiku like flowers are chanted in his mouth.

"Who are you?" Oni Wu Tsuji looked at the man in front of him without any threat. He looked like the most ordinary literati, squeaking and speaking sour poems. The nasty kind of people.

The man's golden pupils are so bright that they can even directly remind people of the sun disc exuding thousands of brilliance.It is undeniable that there is a little bit of fear and loathing in Gui Wu Tsuji's heart.As a ghost, he loathes and fears the sun, and his five brains are spinning rapidly. Although he is arrogant, he will not ignore this man who can easily hide his aura, and will not reveal his aura until he walks in front of him.Obviously, the appearance of the other party here means that he has broken away from ordinary.

Is it the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad?No, the man was not wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad, nor was he wearing a demon-slaying sword.Guiwu Tsuji felt that the other party might be a monster, but he was different from a monster. He couldn't tell the difference, but his intuition was a little strange.

The black-haired man had no expression on his face, and his golden pupils were the eyes of a god looking down on the world.The right hand is no longer holding the ink-stained pen, and the slightly curved sharp blade is held in the hand. On the bright white blade, something is engraved in an unknown character. It is a treasure offered by the elves in prayer.

"I don't like your type of guy, but I have to admit that I can barely stretch my hands and feet." The words in Mr. Fumeng's mouth made people startled, and the flat tone made Guiwu Tsuji extremely dissatisfied .

"Anyone can say something arrogant." Onimai Tsuji Mumi's arm turned into a whip, and slammed at the opponent.The huge force destroyed the standing place, and Nura Kotomo and the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad had to jump away. "Hey!!! It's terrible, it's terrible!" My wife Shanyi hugged her head, tears and snot flowed a little, his body trembled extremely, as I said before, his ears are sharper than ordinary people Many, even able to hear the heart sounds of others.This time he heard the heartbeat of Floating Dream, it was no longer a quiet, silent voice, but a frantic raving like a violent storm, as if the end of the world had come.He never knew that people's heart sounds could have such a big difference. Tanjiro put his hands on his shoulders and asked worriedly: "Zenyi, are you okay?" His arms were hugged violently, and my wife Zenyi held tightly Looking at the opponent's wrist and the front of the chest, "Tanjiro! Don't go there! Really, you will die!!!"

Heihei Inosuke, who was held by Nuliang Koihan, no longer struggled. He was a child who grew up in the mountains and followed the law of the jungle. He was the first to feel the danger of men, who was more like a beast than a human. Even the guy who was carrying him was extremely dangerous, so unexpectedly, he was carried obediently in the hands of Nuliang Carp, like a cat that was bitten on the back of the neck, restraining its claws and teeth.In the law of nature, the strongest is always supreme.

"It's terrible." Hu Dieren took a deep breath, watching the battle in front of him that transcended the boundaries of mortals.

"Is that all you know?"

The man holding the elven blade in his hand was standing on the wooden corridor. Because of the space distortion in the infinite city, he was standing upside down above Kimai Tsuji. His pupils, like molten gold, seemed to be bored because of the weakness of his opponent. slack.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan was not an idiot, he realized that the man in front of him was probably much stronger than him. "How is it possible!" He roared in a low voice, breaking countless tentacles connected with bone spurs from his back, and attacked the opponent.

Fu Meng casually raised her hand, and easily chopped off those bone spurs.Guiwu Tsuji's self-healing ability is extremely strong, and the tentacles quickly grew out again. After cutting off the opponent's whip, thorns and tentacles one after another, the man finally stopped being lazy, and the hanging blade in his hand seemed to be lifted slowly. Everyone can see the bright white blade, which is astonishingly beautiful, like a white bird flying in the Age of Gods, or the ice and snow in an extremely cold country, it is just a blow.

No matter if it was Nura Kotomo, Tanjiro, my wife Zenitsu, Kocho Shinobi, Tomioka Yoshiyuki, or even Immortal Kawa Minya, everyone was speechless when they saw the sword light.There is no doubt that it is an extremely beautiful and extremely dangerous blade, and the so-called "harmony between man and nature" is probably like this.Those who saw the sword glow would only have such thoughts in their minds.

That is a sword of God, comparable to heaven's punishment, otherwise, would there be other explanations?

Mr. Fumeng gently descended from above like a butterfly, his sleeves unfolded like the wings of a black butterfly, "Although for the people here, you are very strong, but."

He is like a teacher judging his students, "The dependence on flesh and blood is too strong." It's not that he has never seen evil gods who rely on flesh and blood. There are not even a few such guys, but Ghost Mai Tsuji is human after all. In this case, he must have a limit.

The golden pupils were so terribly bright that Onimai Tsuji felt the fear and shrinking that he hadn't felt for a long time.

"If you want to become a natural disaster, you are still far away." The man said.He swung the handle of the knife lightly, and the sharp and white light of the knife cut off the neck directly. Guiwu Tsuji Wumi didn't even see what happened, but in the blink of an eye, the world turned upside down, and he saw his own body.Why?He cursed inwardly that he had almost succeeded.hateful!He is different from ordinary ghosts, even if his head is beheaded by the ghost killing team, he will not die. Only the sun can kill him.

Just when he was thinking this way, he found that his body was dissipating.

"What... what?!" Obviously it shouldn't be like this.

The moment his head fell to the ground, time suddenly stopped.

The black-haired man raised his head, with a soft smile on his face, "It's finally here." Golden butterflies flew out from his clothes, one, two... and finally swarms of butterflies , eventually converging into a golden stream of light, and when they dispersed, the clothes on his body returned to their original appearance, a black bathrobe, a Western-style cloak, and a pair of boots.

"You are too much."

The unknown voice spoke like this, like a man and a woman, an old man and a child.Countless different voices came together and finally became that voice.

There was no fluctuation in Fumeng's golden pupils, and even his eyelashes didn't tremble, "Really." It wasn't a question, his tone was quite light and indifferent, and this just angered that unknown voice.

The voice suddenly became sharper, "Do you know what impact this will cause!" The whole world was shaken by the angry roar of the voice, but the people who were suspended did not notice it. "The trajectory of fate has deviated!"

"It's all because you did too much! Natural disaster!!!"

The Calamity Lord smiled coldly, "If you want to change history, I advise you not to." The golden pupils were not as warm as before, and the golden irises were unusually cold.He sat down, and the European-style seat appeared behind him at some point. At the same time, the teapot floating in his hand poured a cup of black tea into the teacup that was also suspended in the air.

The somewhat pale skin formed a gloomy beauty against the black hair, and the slightly closed golden eyes restrained their sharpness and majesty.But the world consciousness obviously wouldn't let him go so easily. "You bastard..." He gritted his teeth, wishing he could directly send down the punishment of heaven, and let this guy know what is called sky-wrath.

The pale natural disaster held the teacup, and his movements were extremely elegant. He took a sip of tea expressionlessly, "All of this is because of your problem." He is the incarnation of natural disaster, the incarnation of destruction, destroying the original destiny, It is His business to bring disaster and terror.At some point, a geometric flower appeared in the golden pupil, "When the two worlds merged, what were you doing?"

The collision of the two worlds is not a joke. If one is not careful, the two worlds will be destroyed together.He knew that in a certain world, the boy gained the ability to cross the world line, and then he used that ability to destroy the world. Although it was finally stopped, it was enough to explain the randomness of the world.A mistake is born and in the end everything is assimilated.

The sound of the collision between the teacup and the saucer was crisp, and the gloomy and magnificent eyebrows of the Scourge Monarch were particularly attractive because of their coldness and paleness. "You don't want mistakes to be born, do you?"

The world fell silent.

He naturally understands what mistakes are, they are the rarest ones, they are born with a chance of one in a billion trillion, destroy everything, and assimilate everything.Just like a computer bug, it will eventually affect the entire system and cause the system to crash.

The world was silent for a long time. He thought that the natural disasters of this generation were born from mistakes. He is the most special and the most favored by God. The law always pays attention to balance. The one who caused the mistake, the end of this cause and effect is the natural disaster monarch in front of him.The world trembled slightly, as if a voice came from the chest, and it seemed to be an echo from the mountains, "Natural disaster, what do you think the future of this world is like?"

There was no expression on the face of the person being asked, the outermost package was peeled off, revealing the cold and pale core, and the end of fate was clearly seen in the golden eyes.

"Mist."

The end of fate is fog, each fate has countless branches, no matter what choice you make, you will get different results, but for human beings, fate is like life, there is only one time.

The Calamity Monarch closed his eyes, and white hot air floated leisurely from above the teacup, "You probably can't ask me this question." He is a natural disaster, a mistake, a part of cause and effect, and a part of law, but his Birth is destined to run counter to the ordinary laws of fate. "I am responsible for bringing down disasters." Whether it is the collapse of the Tower of Babel, Noah's flood, or the decline of gods and the collapse of dynasties, storms, earthquakes, tsunamis, fire disasters, meteors, natural and man-made disasters, He always represents destruction.

The world sighed faintly in His cold and calm voice, "However," the monarch representing the disaster opened his eyes, and his golden eyes looked into the distance, "That fog is light golden." Destiny has colors .The world seems to be happy because of His words, "Really, it will be a wonderful future." Not all worlds will be indifferent to fate.

"Compared to this, I want to know why you collided." The monarch of the natural disaster asked the world uncharacteristically.The world knows that it is impossible to avoid this question, "I don't know." This is the only answer he can give. Compared with the world where Nuliang Kaihan lives with monsters and gods, he is just an ordinary world, although there are ghosts. This thing, and it is quite closed, this collision, apart from belonging to the Taisho era, there is no similarity.

The natural calamity said with a cold face, "What about the other guy. That world is higher level than you, even if it is fusion, it shouldn't be your fusion." World consciousness, this world is more mature, and the voice chosen is closer to that of an adult male, rather than the majestic but bluffing voice of the world a few years ago.

"I'm here, I have news for you."

The Calamity Monarch frowned slightly, "Message for me?" A paper letter appeared before him. He stretched out his hand and opened the letter. The moment he saw the words in the letter, he understood everything.Two worlds were waiting for him to finish reading the letter. He squeezed the letter, and the pale flame instantly swallowed the letter in his hand. "The news?" The young world asked the senior, and the natural disaster fell into silence and deep thought.

After the elder world was silent for a long time, it was born and said: "That is the world of natural disasters."

The young world fell silent. He knew what the world of natural disasters was like. In fact, all the worlds knew the origin and birth of natural disasters.

That is the world of natural disasters, a distorted, disordered and crazy world, full of unnecessary fantasies and disordered madness.Silent and noisy, there is no time, no life and death, no boundaries, and even the so-called existence ceases to exist.Only in that way, the wrong world will breed the wrong birth.At the wrong time, in the wrong place, the most correct existence was born.

The pale Calamity Monarch stood up, his black hair turned from the roots of his hair to dead white in the blink of an eye, but soon changed back again.He spread his hands and looked at his palm, which was indistinguishable from human beings, and he was the same in the past.

"Natural disasters..." The world whispered. Sometimes, he would think that the world of natural disasters will be capricious and crazy, pouring all his love and hatred on the natural disasters. Twins, half of each other, won't this really lead to destruction?

The Calamity Monarch covered his face and laughed softly. His golden eyes changed color between his fingers, "It's been a long time, I'm gone." arrive.

"sky."

The old and young world breathed a sigh of relief when the peaceful monarch put down his hand. They didn't want to face a guy who could go crazy at any time and destroy the world at will, the law.

The eyes of the Calamity Monarch gradually turned warm. At this moment, he looked more like a human being. Even though he was no longer human, nor was he a so-called non-human, he still used the appearance of a human, because he never, I also don't want to forget that when I was a human being, I was able to laugh, cry, love, and hate at will, which is really a very beautiful thing.

He loves mankind and loves the world.

He hates man, he hates the world.

【How should I face myself?My madness, my fantasies, my miserable life.

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Two in one today, it can be regarded as an account of the identity of Mr.

Just found the mistake today, sorry!