I am also trying hard not to overturn the car today [Comprehensive Sword]

Having said so many words, Xiao Xianyu felt a little tired. He looked around and was very 'surprised' to find that the surroundings were really humane. There was not even a brazier in the cold.

Originally a cold-blooded animal, the desire for heat made Asakura Asazawa go straight to the first seat, and under the almost terrified eyes of Oboro, he huddled himself into a ball and shrank into his teacher, the one who led the Tiandao group, In the arms of a man trying to play a dangerous game with the whole earth.

He even complained a little, "Take off your mask, it hurts me."

In order to ensure the authenticity of her words, Xiao Xianyu stretched out her arms, raised her arms, and motioned the man to look at the bruises on his hands.

Yoshida Shoyang, or rather sighed, took off the mask obediently, "You are still the same." He even put the little fairy fish's feet into his arms thoughtfully.

"Is it better now?"

"Let's add a stove." Asakura Asazawa didn't understand at all, and complained unceremoniously, "After so many years, your taste is still the same as before..."

The disgust in his eyes is really hard to tell, at least Songyang won't be wearing this black fur, he really looks like a rich man wearing mink.

"Tch." Xu Xu let out a sneer of unknown meaning, but pulled the blanket more carefully in his hand, wrapped the giant baby in his arms tightly, and the cold brown eyes were full of murderous intent , "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"

"Because you still need me so far." Xiao Xianyu smiled reassuringly, and then spontaneously rolled out of the cold embrace like a silkworm baby, "Speaking of which, the few things you have are a little bit like winter. You can warm my feet, but now?"

The little fairy fish almost suspected that she was lying on the ice, the disgust in the peacock blue eyes became more obvious, as if she was saying why you can't even do such a small thing well.

It's quite natural to dislike it, but Xu has no temper at all, just like a good old man, he smiles and looks at the unreasonable troubles of the children at home, and then he is disgusted by Xiao Xianyu.

"Ah, your expression is really disgusting."

"Is there any difference?"

Xiao Xianyu shook her head, then nodded again, "Since you don't want to laugh, why do you still laugh?"

Xu: ...

"Probably because human beings are extremely hypocritical creatures." Xu's voice was faint, obviously he was the extremely hypocritical creature in his own mouth, such vicious words were like the venom quenched on the fangs of poisonous snakes, slandering others, but indifferent It's as if all the humanity has been stripped away.

Ma Ze nodded receptively, "So that's the case."

"What about you, Mazawa?"

"Ok?"

"Would you come to see me because of a vain guess, and find out that I am not Yoshida Shoyo, aren't you disappointed?"

"No way."

There are tens of thousands of branches and hypotheses in Xu Xu's imagination, but there is no answer, so that a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but it was like a faint fire, ignited alone in the desert , but without any cover, the cold wind blows, and the sparks are extinguished.

So under the cold night, the desert is estimated to be uninhabited. The lonely and barren desert is the opposite of the bustling city. Except for the eternal cold moon, everything will come to an end.

Xu stood here in the desert, deeply trapped in it, unwilling to leave.

From an ignorant boy to a killing tool, he revealed a moment of softness during the 500 years of rain boots killing, and became Yoshida Shoyang; then he killed himself in the fire, and became the leader of the Tiandao group again.

From the beginning to the end, the desert he broke into when he was a child, went around for so many years, but never left.

He didn't want to leave either.

"You're really stubborn." Xiao Xianyu sighed slightly after taking the small stove that Lu handed over and stuffing it under the bed.

"Well, that's right."

"..."

That's why he hates chatting with this guy the most, he's really a conversation stopper for walking.

"You called me here, didn't you just want to chat with me about five yuan?"

"Why not?"

"..."

The topic ended in silence again. After finishing the plate of refreshments in front of him and preparing to launch an attack on the second set, there was a 'pop', and the crisp sound echoed in the quiet living room.

Xiao Xianyu was about to quarrel with Xu because of the second plate of tea, if even stuttering depends on the face of others, then why is it so fast.

"This is made of glutinous rice."

"I know." Although the five grains are not working, he still knows this little common sense.

Xu sighed, all his remaining patience was devoted to the ignorant young man in front of him, patiently continued to explain, "If I remember correctly, your stomach is not good."

So this time it was Xiao Xianyu's turn to stop talking, and had to admit that both Yoshida Shoyang and Xu were terrifying existences.

"As the last villain boss, you should be more ruthless."

Hazy raised his head, glanced quickly, then lowered his head again, and said disrespectful words without any scruples, but the teacher was not angry at all.

Sure enough, no matter how much time has passed, the teacher's most beloved student is still Asakura-san.

It's just that he can't be jealous at all.

Because before Oboro was picked up by the Heavenly Daoists, Asakura Asazawa had already followed the teacher.

The corners of the tables and chairs of Tiandaozhong have been rounded until now, wrapped in a thick layer of foam, just because they were worried that Asakura Asazawa would accidentally fall or be hit while running indoors.

This tiny possibility caused the leaders of the Heavenly Daoists to take care of everything while they were busy.

When Hao Zai was brought back to the Heavenly Dao, the greatest role was to accompany the porcelain doll, who was so weak that she couldn't even leave the room, and would be allergic to the sun, in the room, using her poor language to limit herself. Everything encountered in his life, told to the people in the house.

It was not until he was sure of Asakura Asazawa's gentle breathing that he began to practice and study day after day, and stood far away, looking at the leader who rescued him.

My brother's daily life is simple and fulfilling, until that rainy day, when the rainy season comes, this sky has not seen the sun for many days.Obscure followed the team out of mind.

But no one would want to care and love him, and give him psychological guidance.

Human nature is good, but also extremely evil.

He was brought back by the leader, and he was the only one allowed to step into the small courtyard of Xiyuan, so it was naturally different.

No matter when and where, people are exclusive.The Heavenly Daoists believe in the law of the jungle, and every dead soldier is like raising Gu, nourished by countless companions, constantly growing himself, and then stand out and see the light of day again.

For them, being alive is already a very lucky and difficult thing. Like Oboro, just because he killed a person, he would vomit continuously and have an unremitting spirit.

It's just too weak.

It is the job of these dead men to bring people back intact under the order of the leader. As for the children, have they been frightened?

Then it's none of their business.

He was in a bad state. Before today, he could only say that he had only a half-knowledge of the word killer. He knew that the man who rescued him was not a good person.

I also know that the so-called Tiandaozhong is an organization of killers, but the man who was killed by him, who is said to be a traitor, was stroking his head lovingly in the last second, looking for candy in his arms, and the next second His eyes were already wide open, and he couldn't rest in peace, the blood spattered out of his face, and then was washed away by the heavy rain, leaving only a faint red mark, as if he was crying.

After the tears dried up, only a bend of blood tears remained.

This made him feel self-loathing, but this feeling of loathing has not dissipated, just returned to the other courtyard of the Tiandao people, within his current ability, all he can see are more than a dozen phantoms, constantly flying around. An independent small building.

Oboro's first reaction was an enemy attack.

Wearing a coir raincoat, he ran into the heavy rain regardless of the leader's obstruction. He wanted to find the leader and protect him!

But when he came to the familiar small building, he hesitated again. He suddenly realized that he was in such a mess at this time. The blood was mixed with the soil and rain. No matter what, he must not let the leader see. .

So the impetus in the little dwarf's heart, who hadn't grown as high as the window, dissipated, like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, with his head on his ears, ready to leave.

Then a pair of delicate, smooth and bone-chilling hands, like the top-sized mutton jade, stretched out from the crack of the door, covered Lu's mouth, and pulled him closer into the darkness.

"Master Asakura!"

"Hush." ​​Asakura Asazawa put his hand to his lips, signaling the young man to be quiet, if the decibels were any higher, he would pass out.

Realizing how fragile the existence standing in front of him was, Oboro quickly covered his mouth with both hands, even holding his breath.

After a while, after the footsteps outside the house had gone away, he let go of his hand, panting heavily, "What are you doing here?"

"Playing games." Asakura Asazawa raised his index finger, and a faint blue flame playfully jumped between his fingers, acting as a lighting tool.

"Playing games?" Lu still didn't understand, and thought of the captain's sigh when he saw the small building and the flying shadows all over the courtyard when he just came back, he felt in a daze that he seemed to have caught something.

Asakura Asazawa nodded, took out a candle and lit it, then blew out the blue flame between his fingers, "Last time, you mentioned that you would play hide-and-seek with the children in the village, hey, is this hide-and-seek? ?”

Unwilling to believe that he would be the culprit of this farce, his mind went blank, he swallowed, in disbelief, and answered the question entirely by instinct, "...forget it."

He felt that he was sorry for the leader, and facing the little fairy fish with shining eyes, suddenly felt a sense of guilt that the good baby at home was spoiled by him.

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