The Nine Tribulations are not tragic for the sake of the so-called tragic fate, they are just born in response to the calamity, and they exist only for the sake of the so-called tragedy. Maybe someone will be able to jump out of the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao, but that kind of thing is uncertain.

When Fengyue Hanamichi was seven years old, he heard the insulting words of his clansmen, like a knife stuck in his heart. However, when he held his breath and went to find his mother, he saw his usually loving grandfather and his mother・・・・・・

It was a nightmare! Even the kind great-grandfather did not show a trace of panic, but closed the door and stretched out his hand to him・・・・・・

In the pain, these memories became clearer and clearer, and Fengyue Hanamichi left tears, but it looked ridiculous against the backdrop of the two dogs.

In fact, the age of Fengyue Hanamichi is not too big, and he is only a child of 14 or 5 years.

But the surrounding audience still showed a sickly excited smile, watching this scene with great interest, as if they were watching a wonderful performance. Among them, there are young heads of the Takaban family, a large Japanese conglomerate, managers of top nightclubs in Tokyo, and the daughters of wealthy families, high-ranking officials, and wealthy businessmen. This prominent position will be empty after a long time, so as long as there is a hint of excitement, without losing profits, everyone is willing to have some fun.

Having fun, yes, everybody is looking, having fun, having fun.

"Sister Nako, Ozawa is already a bad boy, woo woo ・・・・・・" A little boy ran sadly to the quiet wooden house and cried on the lap of a woman in a wheelchair.

"This is Ozawa, the last, last time I've come to see Sister Nako. Mother said that Ohara has become dirty, Ohara should not become dirty, Ohara will show his mother by caesarean section!"

The woman had a delicate face, and she smiled gently at the childish voice of the little boy. The sun shone through the window, exuding a faint warmth.

"Don't be sad Ozawa, in my sister's heart, Ozawa will always be the purest and best boy. Come, tell my sister what's wrong?"

The little boy raised his head, his eyes were full of emotion, "Sister Nako, you're so good, but ・・・・・・" seemed to think of something, his eyes dimmed again, "I, I'm ・・・・・・"

"What's the matter? Sister hopes to help Ozawa clear up his confusion, isn't Ozawa willing to tell Sister?"

"No, it's not!" the little boy quickly shook his head, gritted his teeth, and told him about his great-grandfather and him.

The woman's expression was still gentle, and she said softly: "Xiao Yuan is not dirty, that is the old master's love for Xiao Yuan! Xiao Yuan's mother is jealous of Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan is very amazing." ”

"Really, Sister Nako!" the boy's eyes were full of hope, "Hasn't Ohara gotten dirty?"

"yes. The woman nodded, "However, Xiao Yuan must know how to protect his body for the old master, and he can't do that kind of shameful thing with other people." ”

"I must be! I listened to Sister Nako the most!" the little boy wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously.

She said: "Also, don't do that kind of thing with your favorite dog in the future, that kind of person is the dirtiest, and no one will want it!"

In the end, her expression gradually became serious, and there was even a hint of sadness in her tone.

Although it was a little strange why Sister Naiko said this, the little boy still agreed, "Well, I will never do this!!"

At this time, the woman's eyes are as deep and unfathomable as a black hole.

She patted the boy's head lightly, and suddenly sighed with emotion, "You must cherish the love of the old master!" ”

"I will. The boy nodded inexplicably.

"Really?" The woman recalled how similar she had been to the little boy at this time, and sighed softly.

It's just that she was too greedy for joy at that time and did that kind of thing, so she was confined to the mountains behind the family with her legs broken.

Time flies, time passes. One day, the boy rushed to the back mountain, Nako's sister's hut. "Today, my mother and uncle went to the Gaoban Foundation, and my great-grandfather was not there. I must accompany Sister Nako well, although I can't let my sister be released from the confinement, but as long as I talk to my sister more, she will definitely be happy, right?"

In the boy's heart, the gentle and dignified sister Nako is like his mother. Although his mother is kind to him, sometimes it's too harsh, and it's even like abuse・・・・・・ not to mention, it's better to be Sister Naiko.

The boy happily came to the door of the hut.

However, in today's wooden house, there is a burst of **.

"Ah・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・h

"My sister is calling my grandfather's name?" the boy muttered, "but my grandfather has already gone with Prime Minister Ampe to visit the shrine, so how can he ・・・・・・?"

He quietly pushed open the door and froze.

Just one glance made him fall into the abyss.

Naiko, a bosom sister who used to be as gentle as a mother, knelt on the ground with her hands on her knees, cocking her snow-white buttocks, panting wildly. And on her hips, the dirty and smelly front legs of two stray dogs are on it・・・・・・

Ahh!!!!!!!!!!!h

[It's all dirty・・・・・・]

[Dirty・・・・・・]

[This world is also very dirty・・・・・・]

[Isn't it?]

[Anyone is extremely ugly・・・・・・]

[Human beings are a collection of desires, a communicator, and a faithful servant!]

[I, I want to purify you all]

[Despicable race, O humans!]

・・・・・・

Gao Ban touched his chin and said to himself, "It can't be dead, right?" Well, a lot of blood did flow, after all, Taro Jiro's thing still had barbs on it, and I fed it a high-level aphrodisiac. Medicine. ”

The two wolf dogs in front of him were lying on the ground looking languishing, but Fengyue Hanamichi was motionless, his eyes were not focused, revealing a terrifying emptiness. His lower body, scarlet blood flowed.

This is the end of a good show, and the female customers who are still unsatisfied are a little disappointed.

Of course, it's not over yet.

In the sky, the giant eye that had been hidden from the field of vision of mortals from beginning to end was completely opened, and with unparalleled power, it turned into a huge torrent of pink and poured into the corpse of Fengyue Flower Road.

"Fengyue Hanamichi emitted a ・・・・・・ light?!" At this time, the people in the nightclub saw a pink glow on Fengyue Hanamichi's body, and what followed was a majestic and terrifying coercion that swept the audience!

Everyone's faces changed, "Could it be that Fengyue Flower Road has become a powerful ghost?"

But they don't know that this is something even more terrifying than a ghost - immeasurable calamity, **!

The body of the Wind Moon Flower Path slowly rose, as if it were an ancient god who had ascended. He slowly opened his eyes in mid-air, and his pink and purple dreamy pupils were full of indifference, looking down at everyone.

"Desire"

As if a decree had descended, a pale pink mist had quietly appeared at some point, filling every inch of space.

A bodyguard man suddenly flushed and pounced on Takama Jinxiong. Before he could even react, he had torn his clothes! It was like a signal, and everyone in the nightclub was breathing heavily, and their eyes were fiery, and they pounced on the people next to them, and the animals・・・・・・

The whole nightclub was in chaos.

[This vile and filthy world needs to be purified]

[No one, no one, can be a perfect and pure existence]

[Why is this happening・・・・・・・]

[Why・・・・・・ why don't you let me see a little hope!!!!!!!!!!]

Fengyue Hanamichi's eyes were as cold as dead ashes. He quietly looked at the crowd of people wriggling on the ground, like looking at a bunch of maggots.

He tilted his head and closed his eyes.

"Is it the Heavenly Dao that gives me power?"

"I hope that there will be a single perfect, divine and pure woman from the beginning of everything to the end of everything. ”

"As long as you appear in front of me, I'd rather exchange all the power you have given me!"

"Even if it's just one glance, one glance is enough, so that I can have a hopeful glance again!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils were full of fanatical looks, and even two divine lights burst out of his eyes, instantly erasing the top floor of this luxury nightclub, revealing the night sky of Tokyo!

At this moment, Fengyue Flower Dao had already fallen into demon-like paranoia, and even the instinct brought to him by the calamity was temporarily suppressed, and only that wish became his only thought at this time.

His vows weren't as useless as a joke, for they involved his power to measure the calamity. And the calamity is the law of the universe, the foundation of the avenue, and the embodiment of all things.

Therefore, this vow is established, and the way of heaven agrees.

There was a trace of mystical induction in the dark, and Fengyue Hanamichi felt that his power seemed to be being drained away, and he couldn't help but rejoice.

"Can my wish come true?!"

However, halfway through, what made Fengyue Hanamichi panic was that the extraction power actually stopped.

What's going on?

A trace of gloom passed in Fengyue Huadao's heart, and when the infinite violence was about to rise, he suddenly paused.

It turned out that in the night sky, a light platform that seemed to come from the depths of eternity was slowly descending. Where its brilliance shines, the heavenly sound surrounds, the nine colors are like rainbows, and the time and space are clear.

Is this ・・・・・・

・・・・・・ vow succeeded?