Hunter · Petty Citizen and Bandit Leader

. " Kuroro raised his hand and rubbed his temples, he finally knew what the girl wanted to do, but obviously she misunderstood.

Returning to the past is just an illusion, an illusion in reality, and an illusion that cannot return to the past.

She wanted to go back because she wanted to do something important.

"..."

I heard that my footsteps stopped, I turned my head, the smile had disappeared, and said word by word: "Replay? Movie?"

"Well, look, it's already working." Kuroro raised his chin, motioning the girl to look forward.

I turned my head, and the deep and dilapidated path changed at that moment. What I saw in front of my eyes was the bright red sunset, the endless small mountains piled up with garbage, and the crows flying.

His eyes, which were still gloomy a moment ago, flickered with astonishment after seeing this scene.

Then the knight said with a joyful voice: "Ah, I really miss it."

"Hmph, there won't be any change at all." Fei Tan hugged his umbrella, his slender phoenix eyes swept over him coldly, then he lifted his foot and kicked away the rusty soda can beside his feet. He didn't kick it, because his foot went through the soda can, and he just kicked it in vain.

"Hey, Feitan, this is just a mirage, you can't kick it even if you want to." The knight joked, but got a gloomy look back.

"You mean a mirage? Then, where is this?" Nanas frowned, apparently she had never seen this garbage collection station, no, it was worse than a garbage collection station.

"This is... our hometown." Maggie, who has never interrupted much, said, when she said the word "hometown", her calm eyes became turbulent, and her pink lips opened and closed: "It's taught us everything."

Survive, loot, kill, cunning, and strength.

This is what outsiders think of as 'darkness', the lightless, human-eating darkness.

hometown?My eyes were scattered for a while, and at that moment, I was wondering where is my hometown?Or where is my shelter?

Where can I stop my steps without a goal, where can I unconditionally deliver my back to others.

It seems that there are none.

I opened my mouth and exhaled lightly, and then the person beside me took a step, just one step, stopped, he turned around, and stretched out his hand towards me.

He said: "Aze, come, I will show you my hometown, I think you will like it."

I looked at his hands, the hands that I praised more than once, and I thought of what Mu Liao said to me a long time ago.

[Shenmu, if a man stretches out his hand to you and asks you to hold it, then you don’t care about anything, grab him hard, pull him down or be pulled up by him. 】

And now there is such a hand in front of me.

To hold or not to hold is in my mind.

"Mr. Lu Xilu, there is a custom in my hometown: you can't reach out to anyone casually, let alone hold it."

Amber eyes stared at Kuroro, the darkness in the depths surged, as if shouting: [Quick, grab it!Don't think about the previous grievances, take a snapshot of Mu Liao's words and hold them! 】

"Then, in my hometown, there is a custom that if you extend your hand to someone, it will not change, so Ze, make a decision."

"Be my companion, or our enemy."

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At this moment, in front of my eyes is a tempting and fragrant food, and a silk thread is tied to this food. The hunter is on the other end of the thread, and I am a trapped beast struggling to make a choice. I don't know why I feel this way, but at least I know... That bastard Kuroro definitely has no good intentions.

From that other obviously incongruous statement.

my companion?our enemy?

I glanced nonchalantly at several other people who seemed to be careless: Xia Ke, Fei Tan, Maggie, with sharp eyes, I easily saw the dangerous items in their hands, four against one?It's not fun.

He lowered his eyes, then took a deep breath, raised his eyes to look directly at Kuroro, and cursed in front of everyone: "Kuroro, you bastard." He stretched out his hand resolutely, and held the eyes in front of him fiercely. The strength of this hand seemed to wish to crush the bones of his hand.

The amber pupils are firm and bright. This is the first time Kuroro has seen the luster. Even the owner of these eyes has not noticed. The joy in her heart seems to say: Great, I finally have a companion up.

Even so, the girl still said stubbornly, "This is only temporary!"

temporary?Ku Luoluo pursed his lips and smiled lightly, laughing in his heart at Aze's naive and stupid words, once he grasped it, it was already a fixed number, for now?That's just a useless word.

If Aze knew what words Ku Luoluo used to describe herself, she would definitely laugh back fiercely, then shake off her hands, step on her foot fiercely, and curse: You are stupid! childish.

Hmm... It's really naive to say this.

"Aze, welcome to the place abandoned by the gods - Meteor Street."

Kuroro took the girl's cool hand and turned his head slightly. Under the bloody sunset, he looked at this messy world with joy and pride. The crows overlapped, but they were still very clear, saying: "Ah Ze, here, as long as you are strong... no matter what you do, no one will accuse you, even if you kill someone."

"So you said, I would like this place? Because I can kill people at will?" I asked two questions in a row, and looked at Kuroro intently.

"No, the point is that you are strong enough, strong enough to act recklessly, not bound by something you think is important, and sometimes giving up is also a kind of strength." Kuroro could see very clearly, in the girl's clear pupils, his figure Just in there, this kind of focus that only he felt was good, or so he thought.

But soon, his figure slowly disappeared.

"No, Kurolo, I have abandoned too many things, and I don't want to give up the only thing I can hold in my hands."

And what I can hold on to tightly is only the poor memory and sins in my brain. If I also abandon it, then... I really have nothing.

After hearing this, Kuroro's pupils darkened, and then he hid the darkness, raised his hands, and interlocked his fingers instead of holding each other. Those words were like a touching love song, and he said: "Ah Ze, your hand is grabbing me, you can grab not just the poor past, but the present."

"You can catch me."

Look, what a tempting word this is.

【… Grab him, pull him down or be pulled up by him. 】

I moved my eyes and looked at the hands that were clasped together. The temperature in the hands was so real. I was pulled up by him, no, holding his hand, as long as I was pulled down, or... tied up.

I... want to be free, to live freely.

Whether it is unscrupulous or against morality, I want to live.

As long as people take a step, they will regret, blame themselves, and repent, but the steps can no longer be taken back, and those emotions are suppressed, suppressed, and even self-deceived. I have no regrets, no self-blame, no remorse, I just want to Live, I am not guilty, not guilty!

There was a wave of heart-wrenching emotions in my heart. I held Kuroro's hand, bent over, and rested my head on his chest, panting heavily, with struggling eyes flashing in my eyes.

"..." I opened my mouth vainly, trying to say something, but I couldn't say anything, and finally I closed it, and the messy panting sound returned to its usual calm.

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't have that plan right now." My head left his chest, even though my breath has calmed down a lot, my complexion is not very good, the brightness in my pupils has gone out, I want to pull out those ten fingers The interlocking hands, originally thought that he would not do what I wanted, but after a struggle, the hand was pulled out.

It was unexpectedly smooth, and because of this smoothness, the heart that was originally excited sank.

Why let go of his hand?I asked myself in my heart.

Isn't this exactly what I want?A hand stretched out towards him.

I restrained the struggle in my eyes, like a trapped animal, I seemed to hear its roar.

"How should we go now?" I asked Kurolo beside me.

"Go straight, and the road will appear." Kuroro said, he withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, the warmth that didn't belong to him quickly disappeared.

A group of people walked straight one after the other, the small hill in front of them disappeared as the people gradually approached, and the non-existent straight road appeared like this.

Along the way, they saw many scenes.

There was a blue-eyed, blond-haired kid who was calculating others with a smile, sent the guy who was calculated to hell, and then stuffed the prize of victory—a piece of moldy bread into his mouth, and sent it into his stomach without chewing.

There are also cruel scenes of the short man torturing the enemy to death one by one with a saber on his face.

There was even a girl who was laid flat under the man's body, and then took advantage of the man's negligence and stabbed him to death.

Finally, they saw the black-haired boy standing on the hill under the setting sun. Under the setting sun, the bright red and bright colors were like a god's mansion falling from the sky. His dark pupils were shining with desire, that kind of pure desire, And he was surrounded by peers who stood in different postures.

The boy's voice was hoarse, and every word he said floated into his ears.

Everyone's look is different, some people change color when they hear 'robber' and 'unscrupulous', some people look nostalgic.

"I really miss it. I thought this scene could only be kept in memory, but I didn't expect it to be able to present it so vividly. Commander, I really missed those flowers." The knight's blue eyes flickered, and he praised.

"It's just some pictures of the past." Kuroro said