[Comprehensive] Villain BOSS professional account

The coldness exuding from Ito Izumi's body became stronger in an instant, and his words were very flat, "I suddenly traveled through time, and I couldn't find a way to go back, so I waited for you here, and then you did come, now, 1000 years later!" The last few days A word, he almost squeezed it out of his teeth.

"Hahaha!" laughed a few times, "Sorry, this is a matter of time difference... For me, it was only a few days before you disappeared and found you."

"Are you missing?" Ito Izumi looked at Zongqing, "The others are also missing?"

"Well, I don't know where Hai'er is wearing it." She shrugged indulgently.

"Do you know the reason for time travel?" Ito Izumi asked.

"Well..." He hesitated indulgently.

Ito Izumi calmed down, "Forget it, I'll wait for Master Haier to ask you." I will leave it to Master Haier to fight brain power with the president!Anyway, Master Haier should be very happy.

Thinking of Hai'er, I feel an urge to die immediately.

Ito Izumi looked at Zongqing's expression, and his cold expression softened a little.

It's great that you haven't changed!

But, also, although 1000 years have passed on his side, to you, it has only passed a few days.

There was a faint smile on Ito Izumi's face.

Ito Izumi was originally a shadow guard who was secretly trained by the Japanese mafia family. He can't remember what happened when he was young. The only thing he remembers is training and killing.

Then at a banquet, he indulged in interest in him.

So in order to please Zongqin, the head of the family gave him to Zongqin.

At that time, his whole state was numb. He was taught to be loyal and obedient since he was a child, which made him completely unresponsive to such things as changing hands.

Just indulging differently from his previous masters.

It's not about Zengqing being gentle, friendly, or something to him-this is impossible at all-but it's about how powerful Zengqing is.

He really didn't understand why he wanted a dark guard for such a strong man who could throw out banknotes like knives and kill several first-class killers directly!

The answer Zongxin gave was for playing.

She fought with him, ordered him to fight back, deliberately teased him to punish him, and took the greatest pleasure in watching him change his face. From time to time, she deliberately flirted with him a few times, and never really pulled him to the bed.

She taught him sword skills, let him know how to behave in the world, was dissatisfied with his obedience and silence, and badly asked him to learn to resist.

She threw him away on purpose so that he could not find where she was.

Accustomed to being ordered to act, suddenly there was no one who gave the order, he was at a loss and didn't know what to do, and then he was hunted down by his former enemies.

At the last moment, he was being watched all the time, and he picked up his experience as if he was watching a movie.

Indulge in naming him Ito Izumi, and when she chose this name, she laughed playfully, but later he asked no matter what, indulging in not telling him what the name meant.

To be honest, being by Zongqing's side is a hundred times more tiring than being by those previous masters.

At least those masters in the past would not spend their time torturing him and teasing him every day.

But gradually, he began to learn to think for himself, make his own decisions, and control himself.

I have to say that this is completely forced out by indulgence. Being with indulgence always trains one's ability to handle things independently, judge right from wrong, and make decisions.

Indulge in a whim and start a tourism association, but the tourist destinations are always places such as war sites or monsters' homes, and I have never seen her travel to a serious scenic spot once.

And he, gradually, learned to talk back to Si Qing, she was still his master, but he only called her the president, because calling her master would satisfy this bastard's special interest.

He learned knife skills from her, and although his skills improved day by day, he was considered an absolute master outside, but he still never defeated her in one move or half.

He stayed quietly by her side, learning how to follow her without arousing the bastard's nasty interest.

He is used to and is satisfied with this kind of life, and then, suddenly one day, he crossed over.

And it directly crossed over to the body of a young child.

And the place where it was worn was during the war period, people's spirit and life were numb and miserable, many people lost their homes and could not find a way to survive.

Sitting in the deserted streets, many people died just like that.

Those who died of starvation and freezing, with rough and yellow skin and terribly thin bodies, either leaned or sat on the street with their empty eyes open, just died like that.

Then they were dragged away by others, the corpses were piled together and burned.

At this time of winter, those homeless people will gather around the fire to keep warm, and keep warm next to the flames burning corpses.

The children he traveled through had no parents, maybe they were abandoned, or their parents died.

He didn't know how old that body was, because it was too thin for him to judge.

The original owner of the body was starved to death. The whole body really fit the skinny body, and there was no meat at all. Even he himself would be shocked that such a body could still stand up.

He didn't know the child's name, so he simply used his own life - Ito Izumi.

He couldn't find where his master indulged, and he didn't know how to get back. His thin body made it impossible for him to support himself, and he didn't understand the living customs here.

But he thought that indulgence would always come to him, just like any time in the past, when she deliberately teased him, or he had an accident, the bastard master had seen enough jokes and would always come to take him back.

So he waited in peace.

Even though he was in such a world, even though he was so lost and lonely, even though he was so tired and helpless that he didn't want to continue living, he never gave up waiting.

He doesn't recognize other people as the master, because he only has that one master, but he will never tell that bastard master about this matter, even if the other party knows better than him.

Then he died, died in the war, died in the betrayal, the specific things do not want to recall, those blood or conspiracy, he resented, revenge, forget it, after turning into a ghost, he quietly stayed in the dead place, still waiting for the arrival of indulgence.

Even by devouring human beings, they can enhance their own strength and deal with those onmyojis who come to eliminate ghosts.

Day by day, year by year, I don't know how many cold winters have passed, and how many times I have seen falling cherry blossoms. He is still waiting, his numb brain, but he doesn't understand who he is waiting for.read