The canvas shows the scene where Damaru and the people from the Kumama family were confronted just now.

“It’s really well drawn!”

Without an answer, the girl with her back facing Damaru, holding the palette in her left hand and the brush in her right hand, carefully coloring the canvas.

"Is the sunlight shining through the treetops too red? Also, the expression on the face is too stiff..."

The hand that was painting froze, then gently put down the brush, and turned his head gently with a calm wind.

The long hair shawls, the soft temples droop to the chest, the ends are tied up, the soft forehead is pinned with elegant hairpins.

The hair color is similar to Damaru, but it is different from Damaru's dark brown color, and the hair color of Damaru Yagum tends to be brown.

His eyebrows and eyes are pretty, without makeup, but he is a little colder.

"What a clean face!"

"For the first time we met, beautiful little girl, I am a samana. I accidentally passed by here without any malice..."

"Talk!"

Unceremoniously interrupted Daimaru's greetings, Yamamoto asked,

"name?"

Omaru raised his eyebrows and suppressed his displeasure:

"Just call me Damaru!"

"My name is Yakuma! Daimaru, your opinion is not important, and I am not interested in you at all, just..."

He is really a girl with no politeness. If he hadn't had skills as bad as others, Daimaru would have tied her up and beat her up long ago.

When did the iron-bending "Red Sand Dust" suffer such grievances?

"Just what?"

"There is something strange about you that makes me care about. Can you tell me what that is?"

"What the hell is this? Even the gods can't guess what you, a sports waste, want!"

"You are so vague, I don't know either!"

If I knew something was attracted to this magic monster, Daimaru would have thrown it away long ago and turned his head and ran away without saying a word.

"That's going to be troublesome!"

Yama Ma with a frown slightly frowning could not tell whether Daimaru was lying.

"I'm just a stubborn samadhikoshishinin who has no ability. There shouldn't be anything that you can see!"

If you can beat it, brag, and if you can't beat it, you will admit defeat immediately. It's not embarrassing.

It’s not that Damaru doesn’t want to be tough. If it weren’t for the illusion, a girl like Yakuma, who is not even a formal ninja, could ravage him at will no matter how many times Damaru came.

The blood transcendence limit that dominates the five senses is really troublesome. Even if the Shangnin falls into it, he may not be able to escape.

"Don't you want to say it? I'll find it myself!"

After saying that, before Damaru could defend himself, a cloud of mist-like transparent substance suddenly appeared from his mouth, wrapping Damaru.

"Hey, gentlemen don't act, they are all people with identities. How can they be so unreasonable..."

Bang...

A strange crisp sound came into my heart, and Dawan's mind trembled.

"I can't hear it? No, it's because what I said can't be spread..."

With every move, Damaru was deprived of his qualification to speak.

"You speak without your heart, and your body without your own. What you see, what you hear, what you hear, what you smell, what you touch, everything you know is what I want you to know!"

This is the terrifying illusion of the blood-reinforced limit of the Stupid Horse Family, the five senses that dominate people and make others become the caster's line-up puppet.

Daimaru even felt that this thing was called the real human puppet technique.

The taboo technique of blaspheming the dead can at most be called "dead puppet technique".

What is the ability to manipulate corpses? Only by being able to manipulate living people at will can you be qualified to be called "human puppet technique".

After the transparent substance wraps the pill, it quickly penetrates into the body.

To Damaru's surprise, this thing seemed to have a very texture, but in fact it had no shape. It was easy to check Damaru's body.

"It's cool and clear, this feeling is really hard to describe."

In the end, this transparent substance seemed to have found something in Dawan's mind, and it was concentrated between the center of his eyebrows and the top of his head, and a small part of it was wandering around his abdomen.

"What are you going to do?"

Damaru doesn't understand anything that is too troublesome.

The transparent substance controlled by Yama Yakumo is obviously a product of Yin escape, and is biased towards the power of the spirit and soul.

Although Daimaru has some illusion talents, he has long been abandoned.

As the transparent substance searched in Dawan's body, the originally silent chakra became active.

Suddenly, a strange force seemed to enter his mind, and Daimaru suddenly lost consciousness and lay on the ground.

The ignorant Damaru seemed to have entered a strange place, wandering in a pure white mist. I don’t know how long it took, a monster with green face, fangs and two horns appeared in front of me.

"Idu?"

Damaru was suddenly shocked.

"No, Yidu should still be under the seal now, and it is impossible to escape. So, is it just a trace of consciousness?"

"Then is my world of consciousness?"

Idu seemed to see Damaru as well and slowly approached.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Daimaru looked at the guy who seemed to be malicious.

"Don't worry, I'm not a monster, but Yama himself..."

"I have seen Yama Yakumo. He is a pretty little girl, but it's not like you who are disgusting..."

"The selfless consciousness born in the cracks of the subconscious mind is itself a deep desire of Yakuma Yakuma. I am the real person after Yakuma Yakuma's consciousness abandons its restraints. If I become ugly, it means that Yakuma Yakuma's heart is so unsightly..."

"I am not me, you are just a by-product of Yasumoto's escape from reality..."

Daimaru said contemptuously.

Illusion, Yin Xun and other flows are more obscure than physical techniques and ninjutsu, and most illusions can be used on oneself.

The blood limit of the Stick Horse Family is so terrifying that once you don’t have strong spiritual control, you will be backfired.

The so-called Idu is actually an existence that is fantasized in Yakuma's body that dominates the five senses.

"It's just a product of out-of-control power. You are also qualified to call yourself "no self"? Don't make me laugh to death!"

The monster in front of him is not even a complete Idu, it is just a phantom with part of his power. He is delusional to subvert his master's thinking and make a fake fool, and is worthy of raping with Damaru?

"You seem to know something about me?"

"I have seen a lot of wasteful things like you who are born after being distorted by childishness."

Daimaru said disdainfully. I, Gaora guy, is much more difficult to deal with than Yama Yakumo in front of me, and is no match for the same level at all.

"Maybe I underestimated you, but you are not qualified to say I..."

Yidu said with a strange and low voice,
Chapter completed!