Hunter x Hunter: The Ubiquitous Dragon Life

At this moment, everyone is silent, whether it is the live participants who are in the camera, or the audiences around the world who are watching the live broadcast outside the camera, everyone just stares blankly at that moment and becomes the focus of everyone's vision and the teenage girl in the center.

Pieces of desolate and mysterious petals on the other side are still fluttering and swaying, as if a lingering rain of red blood has fallen, bit by bit, all are tears and sins.

The girl shrouded in the blooming flowers and the rain is lonely and independent, with long blue hair fluttering in the wind, the sleeves of the kimono are swaying lightly, and the flowers on the clothes are spinning and dancing, black and red, as if they are constantly spinning and entwining. She is beautiful and contrasting, and gradually, everyone even felt a strange feeling of standing with the girl in the boundless sea of ​​flowers on the other side. of ghosts.

hallucinations? The inexplicably dull senses just came up and this vague idea disappeared. Everyone just looked up at the **** the high platform.

Her eyes were slightly closed, as if she could not bear to see the suffering of all beings and the evil of all beings. Her face was cold and her emotions were calm, but she somehow felt depressed and cowardly, as if she was facing the gods above the shrine. Dare to be disrespectful, like looking up at the endless starry sky, but only to feel more empty and insignificant.

Involuntarily, a look of daze appeared on everyone's faces. This was a complete confusion that wasn't even an accident. Hatsune Miku was completely beyond everyone's imagination, so he was at a loss.

But the previous emotions have not completely disappeared, so, for a time, it is very strange, like a schizophrenia, as if half of fire, half of ice, half of the mundane joys and sorrows, and half of the self-examination of the world.

The girl lifted her wrist lightly, and with a soft ding sound, a bell sounded as if it was ringing in everyone's ears, but it didn't seem to be there, as real as it was illusion. Let the little restlessness, excitement, resentment, grief, or hidden malice in everyone's heart completely calm down, even with an inexplicable stun, as if the soft sound , go straight to the heart, shock the soul.

Under the extreme emptiness of the spiritual platform, the ethereal voice sounded like a murmur in his heart, and it seemed to come from outside the sky.

"The world is called karma, evil karma and good karma are intertwined, three forks and astray, wandering astray, for others, for yourself, for the world, determined by the heart, right and wrong are difficult to decide, good and evil are uncertain, Abi is endless, there is no space and no space, the road to Huangquan, Flowers bloom on the other side, leading to rebirth, and all the ties are broken."

Such as Sanskrit Chan singing, twilight drums and morning bells, daigo empowering, and slamming the head, these words make people suddenly realize that they seem to understand something, and they seem to understand nothing, but they just fall into endless thinking and confusion.

At the huge scene, tens of thousands of people suddenly fell into a wonderful silence. In the shocking opening of this wave of cellulo, everyone entered who I am, where am I, and what am I going to do. The rhythm has been completely carried away by Hatsune Miku, and even the person who was arranged to make trouble has no idea what to do at this time, or in other words, can't even think of this idea.

Slowly glancing at the stunned expressions on the stage, Cellulu smiled in satisfaction, and she used Shuiqin in vain to directly shock her soul.

In fact, not to mention ordinary audiences, Cellulu's indiscriminate release also shocked several people who knew her.

Chrollo was stunned for a while before he regained his composure and clarity, but the admiration in his eyes became stronger. He shook his head slightly, as if he was full of helplessness towards the girl, smiled slightly, and his tone contained an unconscious connivance. Laugh.

"Really, every time I'm pushed to the limit, I can always do this kind of unexpected and unbelievable things, but every time it's amazing that people have nothing to say."

After Chrollo finished speaking, he seemed to sigh slightly in annoyance. When he came back from another world, he really went through a difficult mental journey. Lulu's own evasion and indifference, fluctuating hot and cold, until in Bellavister, because of hormones, she suddenly became persistent and enthusiastic, regardless of gain or loss. Now, after rationality is back online, after completely calm and self-examination, Chrollo. It has entered a natural state of letting the wind from east to west and north to south.

Chrollo is very clear that love cannot last forever. The infatuation with a person will gradually fade away with the passage of time, perhaps because of familiarity and lack of passion, perhaps because of understanding and feeling boring, perhaps because of habit And it is commonplace, and maybe they parted ways because of three different views. Chrollo sometimes indifferently deduced to himself that his obsession with celluloid may disappear one day, so he just needs to wait quietly for time to let this obsession Just cool.

But, well, **** but! But she always made him feel the heartbeat, throbbing, and emotion that he felt for the first time again and again when he felt that he would no longer be touched by her.

Chrollo exhaled lightly, feeling a little tired, what else could he do, he could only follow his heart and let himself continue to sink.

Unlike Chrollo's complicated and tangled self-torture, Feitan never thought about it so much, so if he liked it, he liked it, and Cellulo's repeated surprises only made him more unable to let go of the girl.

Celluloid's shocking appearance left Feitan with only a very simple idea - she's beautiful, she's so beautiful, she deserves to be my woman, she's awesome, she's awesome, so she should despise the world like this.

Staring at Cellulu with burning eyes, Feitan only felt itchy in his heart. What kind of gods looked down on all living beings with boundless coercion and awe-inspiring aloofness, falling into his eyes would only make him more excited, and only what remained in his mind was An idea that overwhelms her overwhelms her, must overwhelm her.

The knight is more normal, it is normal to be shocked and confused, it is normal to be amazed, it is normal to be proud of Celluloid, and it is normal to be moved without any scruples. His joy and infatuation overflowed, and with a smile on his face was a slap in the face.

"Sure enough, there are only the wrong names, not the wrong titles. Cellulu on the prison star is called the goddess of death. Looking at it this way, it is really the goddess of death on Huangquan Road~"

Thinking of a bunch of celluloid screen saver photos in the phone, the knight decided to add another category later-the other side flower version of the goddess of death Celluloid.

Satisfied and amazed, he was a little speechless.

"But darling, Cellulu is here for real this time, so high-profile and strong, this illusion has too much influence, right?"

This is not a real change of the surrounding illusion, but a kind of mental projection. Everyone knows that they are in the venue, and what they see is also a real scene of the venue. The ghostly yellow spring of the sea of ​​flowers on the other side is in full swing.

After Jin was violently teased by the girl, he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed on the back of the chair. He muttered to himself happily.

"It's not too low-key, or too high-profile, and the temperament is extreme, but it's okay, at least you don't have to worry about her."

He was originally worried that the girl would not know how to deal with it. After all, he knew that Celluloid did have an inexorable apology for those who lost their lives in the fire, and even made a plan to save the beauty if the situation went bad. Don't be ashamed and use the power of a top hunter to oppress people. After all, he has found out that Pariston has done a lot of tricks secretly, and he is waiting for the attack today.

Unexpectedly, the girl directly took the route of strong suppression, and appeared in front of people in a detached attitude of judgment and transcendence, instantly raising her position.

When Jin thought of this, he suddenly had a nasty sense of wanting to see what expression Pariston had on his face at this time. He must have never thought that Cellullu would end up with such a response, after all, he didn't even think of it himself. .

With the schadenfreude of making you look down on Cellulo, Jin glanced at Pariston's face beside him.

Sure enough, the relaxed expression on his face that was full of leisure and waiting for a good show has disappeared. At this time, he was rubbing his temples, as if he did not want to be disturbed by the illusion during the struggle, but it was obviously useless. For a moment, he also gave up, quietly. Looking at Celluloid for a moment, as if he was feeling something, Pariston was silent for a while, his focused and slightly troubled attitude made Jin feel that he seemed a little more real for the first time, and that he was really caught by Celluloid. What is touched is really only throbbing for one person, not mixed with others.

Then, the fake smile climbed onto his face again, and it was full of joy and joy, with wonder and obsession in his eyes, as if he was sincerely supporting and cheering for Celluloid.

Che, Jin snorted, very upset, this is what makes this person extremely annoying, obviously he is making a bad idea, but being destroyed, not only will he not be angry, but will only be more cheerful, full of interest, and even more The fighting spirit is even stronger, which makes people feel a boundless heartbreak that can only admit to being unlucky when encountering a neuropathy.

Perceiving Jin's gaze, Pariston turned his head and said seriously with a smile on his face.

"What should I do, I find that I really like Miss Cellulu more and more, and I can't even control what I like. This is the first time I can clearly feel that my blood is boiling for Miss Cellulu."

Jin instantly burst the veins on his forehead, grabbed Pariston's collar, and warned sharply.

"You scum, no one can stand your liking. Don't use your distorted love to do high-sounding and destructive things."

"Mr. Jin, this is out of my control. If I like it, I like it. Just because I like it in a different way, will I be discriminated against? This is too unfair."

Pariston smiled without changing his face even though he was struggling to breathe.

Jin became more and more angry, and the grip on his hand tightened.

"Pariston, what the **** do you want to be fair? Does Celluloid deserve to be unlucky? Are you going to die here today?"

Pariston also resisted, trying hard to separate the hands that were choking his throat, and Yu Yu smiled as if reminding.

"Mr. Jin, are you really so impulsive? It's in the public eye here, and even Miss Cellulu is still holding a press conference. Are you planning to sabotage her activities?"

After noticing that the surrounding officials began to pay attention to this side frequently, and even some reporters who did their duty to capture all the news points even if they were shocked by Cellulo seemed to have plans to point the camera at them, Jin snorted and let go. He took the collar of Pariston and sat down with a taut face.

The two men calmed down.

In a corner of the venue under the stage, Qi Ya was also stunned for a while before he woke up. Then, he rubbed his eyes, rubbed his eyes, looked at the stage, and looked around, and then he pulled Lacott and stared at the cat. The rounding, the fuss.

"Hey, this is too exaggerated, don't bully me for being young and ignorant, this is definitely not a problem for me, I'm in a normal spirit, right? It looks like a venue, but why do I always feel like I'm fast? Have you crossed the Santu River?"

Kurt's small mouth was slightly opened, and there was still a trace of confusion and stunned eyes in his deep grape-purple eyes.

Hisoka's eyes have turned golden with excitement, and he always has an extremely excited expression, twisting his waist and swinging impatiently.

"Little Lulu, Xiao Lulu~, um, it's too tempting, it's too mouth-watering, too... oh~"

An extremely ecstatic sound of comfort made Qi Ya and Kurt's hair stand on end. The two of them had black lines on their heads, and they were three steps away from Hisoka. The two were still young and had no idea what Hisoka was doing at this time. , just intuitively have an unspeakable sense of shame, as if standing too close, something will shatter together.

Ilumi frowned suddenly in dissatisfaction, glanced at the faint dampness in an indescribable place in Hiso, and said coldly.

"Don't contaminate the pure hearts of my younger brothers with your perversion, and don't **** for celluloid!"

"Well, that can't be done. I'm very faithful to my own desires~, but Illumi, you seem to have a hard time enduring it~"

Hisoka twisted his waist indifferently, not feeling that he was immoral at all, and even glanced at the unspeakable part of Ilumi with some mockery.

Illumi's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of annoyance at being dismantled, but he didn't want to talk to Hisoka at all.

On the backstage side, Serrakra was completely sluggish, and she still hasn't recovered. She was still worried about whether Celluloid would be able to arrive in time. She complained that she was unwilling to follow her script, and only said that she would do it. How to face the reporter's troubles and the victim's family's anger and accusations, but as a result, she was severely slapped in the face the next moment. This strong and powerful gesture like a **** descending simply broke her glasses.

After the assistant beside him was shocked, he had already whispered with Si admiration.

"Miss Selakra, your appearance is too gorgeous, it stunned everyone, and the momentum dropped. After that, if you want to make trouble, you will not be so confident. It will depend on whether Hatsune Miku can keep controlling the game to the end. already."

The assistant knew that Serakra was a professional hunter and possessed psychic power, so he took it for granted that Serakra had arranged such an effect that ordinary people could not do at all, he said excitedly.

"What is the script at the back, Miss Selakura can reveal a little~"

Serakra rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"What did I arrange? She did it all by herself. Well, I know that I was worrying for nothing. Yes, after all, I am a professional hunter. How could she be so harmless and weak? She was really deceived by her appearance."

She laughed angrily, this artist is also a master with big ideas and upright ideas, but as long as she has the ability, Serakla doesn't mind letting the artist make everything by herself.

Thinking of something, she suddenly lowered her head and pulled out a handheld computer, opened the web pages of several well-known live broadcast platforms, and then, as expected, she quickly found the live broadcast room of her own artist's press conference. Ra smiled happily.

"This wave is stable, this press conference is completely the road to fame for Hatsune Miku~"

At this time, the Internet really exploded, and of course, so did the people around the world who were watching the broadcast on TV stations.

Before Hatsune Miku didn't appear, in the live broadcast of the Hatsune Miku press conference on major live broadcast platforms, the barrage was extremely lively, with all kinds of solidarity and support, scolding and condemning, or waiting to see jokes. There is also a lot of speculation on posts and on Facebook.

But at the moment when Celluloid made a high-profile appearance, in the live broadcast room, the barrage was instantly cleared, and the entire screen was empty, as if no one was watching, if not for the data next to it that the current number of online users had exceeded 5,000. The 10,000 mark, and it is still increasing at a rate of 100,000 per second, the background staff almost thought that there was a problem with their platform.

Of course, the staff can still understand the mood of the audience, not just shocked, they are also shocked.

The power of Shuiqin is an invisible power, which is transmitted through the medium of mind, so it ignores distance at all.

After more than a minute, the barrage began to appear sporadically, and then, like a flash flood, the next second, the entire screen was suddenly filled with explosive barrages, and the audience could not. If you don't block the bullet screen, otherwise you can't see the live screen at all, but they can swipe the bullet screen box next to the video.

And bbs has also posted one after another, and all topics about Hatsune Miku have been topped as hot posts without exception.

——My groove, my groove, is this Hatsune Miku? Is this Hatsune Miku? Who said this guy was too ugly to be photographed? This is not a question of ugly or not at all, this is simply the arrival of the goddess!

——I suddenly remembered that Hatsune Miku said on the phonograph radio that the reason why he did not show up was because of stage fright. Now that I know the truth, I almost burst into tears. Is this called stage fright? This is simply suppressing the audience! I really sympathize with the audience present, look at the faces, this is the real stage fright. Tens of thousands of people are not as strong as one person's aura. Saying that you can't face the audience directly is the truth. Does it put a lot of pressure on the audience?

——Wuli Hatsune Sauce is really gentle. I know that my appearance will easily cause too much psychological pressure on ordinary people, but I am so humble and self-deprecating. I am really touched, but I want to say, let the oppression come more violently, I don't care, the brilliance of this divine majesty makes people fall to the ground. From today onwards, Hatsune Miku is my god! I'm going to convert to Hatsune Miku

- Hatsune Miku Sect? This can be, Goddess Hatsune, kneeling and licking, it's awesome! o(≧v≦)o~~

—Who knelt down at home? My 83-year-old grandmother is already worshipping Hatsune Miku with incense. Hey, cover her face~, and told her that this is an idol singer. She also scolded me, saying that I was blasphemous, and now I am forced to Kneeling beside my grandma, but, to be honest, isn't this really a god? Rationally knows not, but emotionally, it is really hard to believe that this is just an ordinary human~

——Kneeling and adding one, really mother asked me why I was watching the video series on my knees, ○|￣|_

- Kneel down and sprinkle flowers +1

——Kneel down with respect +2

—— Kneeling down +10086

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Kukulushan, Mi Ji stared at Cellulu in the video, and almost fell off the stool, rubbed his squinted eyes, and tried to open them a little wider, as if he wanted to see if he was dazzled. Or is it actually that the Celluloid he knew was not Hatsune Miku? They just look alike? Because it doesn't look like a person at all!

Mi Ji called out the exposed photos of Hatsune Miku, recalled the appearance of Celluloid, and then compared with the Hatsune Miku in the camera at this time, he immediately flipped the table, still completely different (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻, Even though her face was the same, Mi Ji suddenly remembered that, in fact, Cellulu's temperament was a bit sacred and awe-inspiring, but she usually behaves and has a calm attitude, so this kind of temperament is not very obvious. But at this time, let go completely, and the impression of the whole person has changed completely.

Mi Ji wants to bite the handkerchief, woo~ not cute, not cute at all! Is it really good to be so divinity and domineering to suppress the audience? Also his soft and cute Hatsune Miku~

Although he had already been disillusioned once when he learned that Hatsune Miku was Celluloid, this did not affect Mi Ji skipping himself, and was just going alone to the anime image of Hatsune Miku, but now, such a powerful impact , so that when he thinks of Chuyin Miku in the future, he can only think of the current image of the goddess of death on Huangquan Road.

Ah, it's completely shattered, goodbye, my lovely Hatsune-chan~, Mi Ji looked sadly at the cute girl poster on the wall, then rolled up her sleeves and started all kinds of high-definition screenshots without any dead ends, forget it, the east side It's not bright and the west is bright, although it can't be cute, but the current Hatsune-chan makes people tremble and worship deeply.

Well, the big brother's vision is really good. If it is such a big sister-in-law, then there is no problem at all.

After all, Mi Ji is the one who beat the enemy Hakka, and the strong can get his sincere recognition and respect.

And Celluloid, who had absolutely no idea how many people she had brought shock to the audience, spoke slowly again to the reporters and audience at this time.

"I'm Hatsune Miku, thank all the media reporters for coming, and thank the fans who like to support me for their support, and I would like to say sorry to the families of the fire victims who were present and absent today. I die, I fully understand the grief and anger of all of you, and I also know that you have no way of venting, but you are trying to find something to vent your tormented feelings. The world is like this, and the world is difficult. I don’t want to say that your choice is wrong, but I don’t want to say that I would agree with that choice.”

Saying this, Cellulu paused, looking down at all beings with calm but dignified eyes, everyone felt that she was looking at themselves, and those who were open-minded or didn't mean to embarrass Hatsune Miku felt a chill in their hearts, I feel more and more that I dare not disrespect her, but there is no other discomfort.

But those who harbor resentment or are instructed to attack, suddenly feel a huge shock in their hearts, as if their souls are being questioned and tortured at this moment. He lowered his head, daring not to think otherwise.

The obsession is to think that Hatsune Miku is an accomplice of some of the victims' families who killed their relatives and friends, but it is extremely uncomfortable, as if their souls are about to be split. unforgivable.

Cellulu didn't continue to oppress those who were obsessed with it. She could only suppress her power for a while. To really heal her soul, she still needed softness that penetrated the hearts of the people, so she continued calmly.

"Everyone can only understand their own pain, no one can replace another, no one can truly feel for others, they can only face and overcome their own pain, time can make people get out of the pain, but it will not be now, today's The words of comfort may be empty words that are not painful to you, but they are my true thoughts, and my sincerity is all included. The dead are innocent, the dead have passed away, and the living still need to be strong. On the first seven days, please allow me to mourn the souls of the dead with a piece of "Blue Dye", to save the restless and distressed souls of the past, and to soothe and relieve the pain of the living for a moment."

Cellulu spoke at a leisurely pace, but she always kept the rhythm, so that reporters who didn't want to be embarrassed and just wanted to interview for a few sentences couldn't find a chance to interject at all. Now, she directly said that she would use Qu Mourning makes it even more impossible for people to interrupt and stop her, because Cellulu deliberately relaxed her oppression and finally managed to get rid of the dreadful compulsion. The reporters and audiences who were finally able to think normally can only do what you want. No matter how you feel, you can tolerate it in the end.

The bells, the violin, and the flute that came from nowhere sounded a sad, gentle and desolate prelude, as if with the dazedness of another world, but also like the helplessness of this world, the ethereal voice sang a sigh of pity for the dead, but also Contains a warning for Metamorphosis.

"Long Huangquan Road, the road is not exhausted, the voices are sad, the moonlight is bright, and the heart is calm as a wash.

The flowers on the other side dance like fire, guiding the way, the song of sadness, one song after another, entangles the knot in the heart

The endless three-way river, can't stop the rushing water, this feeling has nowhere to resolve, only a few words, soaked in sadness, the world is full of worries, harassing and hurting in the arms, looking for a place of no return, let the wind pass by.

The blood-colored Huangquan Road, the sound of sculls, traverses the deep and dark, once exiled, it is impossible to return, and playing the qin is a song, and the slender fingers are filled with sadness.

Countless, long nights, tossing and turning, and hope, sadness and sorrow, and eventually it will end.

The endless three-way river, can't stop the rushing water, colorful but in the end, it's just passing by, and it's full of sadness..."

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I can't finish writing one chapter. Press conference ╮(╯_╰)╭, it's already 1 o'clock here, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I can't write any more, but I will finish it as soon as possible later, and I won't wait until next Sunday.

Thank you again for the Bawang ticket and nutrient solution in the next chapter, and I will return the message tomorrow.