Isayama is going crazy.

No, he felt that he had gone crazy yesterday when he didn't refute and rebuke Isayama's crazy thoughts!

"Big Brother ——!!"

He screamed, screamers, fear and panic intertwined into mixed emotions in his eyes.

The blood that was cut off by the Lion King, the blood that splattered on the side of Isayama's clothes...... All this, all this is forcing him, forcing him to go completely crazy!

But as he watched the figure that had always been full of majesty slowly fall down in blood, he felt an unspeakable pain hit his heart.

As he shouted, at this moment, the person who was cut down by his own daughter was none other than his own brother!

He was heartbroken......

With bitter hatred!

"Why? Brother Ming has already decided to pass on the position of patriarch to you, why? Why do you still do this?"

He covered his face with painful and sad hands, bowed his head, and bitter tears dripped from his fingers.

At this moment, it was as if he was the only one left in the room, very quiet, quietly allowing him to perform his exaggerated one-man show alone.

Isayama didn't speak, she just smiled and looked at the picture in front of her, holding the blood-stained Lion King with a blade in her hand, watching quietly.

Isayama Naraku didn't speak, he looked at Isayama with an extremely ugly face, pain, disappointment, but probably more disappointment, so even if he was in pain at this time, he didn't let out a painful snort, he tightly clutched the knife hole that was penetrated through his abdomen, blood continued to flow out from between his fingers, and the dull color was in stark contrast to Isayama's tears.

In such a strange atmosphere, Isayama Yu seems to have had enough, or is it ...... He slowly let go of the hand covering his face, raised his head, and asked suspiciously, "Why, you don't make a sound?"

He looked at the mountain and the earth:

"Now, Ming, you're about to become the patriarch of the Isayama clan, aren't you happy? Don't you laugh?"

He looked at Isayama Naraku:

"Now, big brother, you're going to die, don't you want to say something more?"

Then he saw the disappointment and sadness in Naraku's eyes, and he subconsciously lowered his head, but saw his expression at this time from the blood flowing on the ground......

He's laughing......

The corners of his mouth curled in a twisted arc, ah, that's laughing, right?

"Haha-ha————"

Then for no reason, he began to be angry again, angry at his own bowing, angry at Isayama's performance!

"You're going to die!"

He pointed at Isayama Naraku and roared.

"You're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die......, you're going to die How can you not be angry, not scolded, not despaired?"

He was ashamed, angry, angry.

"How can you be disappointed? Why are you disappointed? You TM have always looked down on me, why are you disappointed? Ah? Why are you disappointed?? "

His slasher, who does not look back, is about to take the Lion King from the hands of Isayama.

Now that knife should be in his hands, it's his knife, and he's going to use his knife now to give this man a few more cuts!

That's what he thought......

Then, his hand swung into the air.

What was handed to him on the side was not the hilt, but the blade, sharp, stained with the blood of Isayama Naraku, the blade!

Poof!

It hurts!

He turned his head in a daze and looked at his daughter in confusion.

Poof!

This is the sound of the blade being drawn.

Burst!

It was the sound of blood gushing out.

Pain, pain, pain——————!!!!!!!!

"Ahh——————!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

When he realized how uncomfortable and painful it was to be stabbed with a knife, he was already screaming so bitterly that he forgot to ask Isayama why he stabbed him again after stabbing Isayama.

Isayama Naraku was also puzzled, he frowned, this was both enduring the pain and thinking, he turned his gaze to Isayama, and then found that from the beginning to the present, whether it was stabbing him or Isayama, the expression on her face was actually very calm, a calm smile, a calm knife, a calm knife.

And now, she flicked the knife and threw the blood on the ground a crescent, and the knife was clean again.

Then, she put away the knife and gave graceful and proper salutes.

"Patriarch,

Father,

Good night. ”

……

Tsuchimiya Masaraku is irritable today.

Very irritable!

The day before yesterday, when Kagura contacted him to talk, he thought she was joking.

Really, how is that possible?

And then

He received the evidence that Isayama Naraku sent him - Isayama Naraku cheekily asked for the photos from Iizuna's house again.

Nestled among them was a letter written to him by Naraku Isayama.

After reading it, he immediately "shattered his bones"!

What the hell? What do you mean it's my daughter's fault? Oh, if your daughter didn't have this mind, your daughter would be able to make this choice? You know, the first person to pick out is your daughter!!

After thinking about it, he was stunned.

Wrong......

No, no, is the problem this? Not at all!

How can he think about things on the premise of "agree"? He should "disagree"...... Wait, what's the matter, is that old guy Naraku already agreed?? that's why he invited me to meet today to discuss?

As soon as he thought of this, Tsuchimiya Yaraku was stunned by his thoughts, and couldn't help but say-

Groove !!

And now he was on his way to where Isayama had settled, and he was starting to speed up.

Then, at a certain distance, the killing stone embedded in the back of the hand suddenly reacted, and this reaction ......

Tsuchimiya Masaraku's pupils contracted instantly.

Even if it has been sealed, it can still sense the aura of the nearby killing stones, and react and guide.

Tsuchimiya raised his hand and closed his eyes to take a closer look...... Then he opened his eyes suddenly.

"It's ...... This direction...... Oh no, Naraku!"

While running, Tsuchimiya Masaraku put his index finger and middle finger together, quickly grabbed a piece of rune paper, pinched the seal, and recited: "Hurry!"

Then it turned into a streamer of light and quickly disappeared.

……

Isayama Naraku watched Isayama salute and left quickly, without dragging mud and water at all, not even mending the knife, the back that disappeared in the blink of an eye, finally couldn't help it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and coughed repeatedly.

"Ahem... cough cough cough cough ......"

He reflexively staggered to the back of the table, rummaging through a drawer to find a healing talisman paper.

"Ahem... Poof......"

He coughed up blood and leaned on the tabletop, his palm scratching a long bloody streak on the table.

"Shut up! Cough... Rubbish!"

He walked slowly and firmly in front of Isayama You, and without mercy raised his foot and kicked away the palm of Isayama You's hand that was covering the wound, and the cold scolding in his mouth, the hand holding the healing talisman paper pressed on Isayama You's wound without hesitation, driven by spiritual power.

In such a painful and desperate time, being kicked by Isayama Naraku, and hearing him finally scold the "comments" that he had always thought he had never heard from Isayama's mouth, Isayama's painful and distorted face quickly surged resentment and resentment.

But Isayama's next move quickly shattered the dark thoughts in his heart.

He looked at Isayama Naraku blankly, with those expressions on his face that hadn't been eliminated, looking extremely funny...... It's ridiculous again.

"Big... Brother......

And then

He fell unconscious.

Just then, a wind burst in.

That's because of the air flow that is driven by too fast speed.

"Naraku!"

Naroku Isayama, whose consciousness had begun to blur due to excessive blood loss, smiled reassuringly when she heard this familiar voice.

"Ah, it's slow, old friend. ”

He thought that if this was any slower, he would really be hopeless.

And then

Consciousness sank into darkness. ()

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