The light in the venue was dim, and dense crowds stood there one after another, staring at a person who passed in front of them with serious faces, and their bodies were tense, as if they were planning to attack at any time.Three people stood in the corner of the venue, with black broken hair, and a white bumper strap tied his forehead, but it did not affect his appearance, handsome face, dark eyes like the purest obsidian, and a white T-shirt , black trousers, simple and elegant, he stood there quietly, flipping through the book in his hand with his slender fingers from time to time, as if he himself was in a library at this moment, rather than a chaotic venue.Beside him was a petite man, dressed in black, leaning against the dark wall with his hands in his pockets, with dark blue hair, narrow golden eyes, and a wide black mask covering his face. I don't know the expression on his face, but I can see the bloodthirsty killing from those golden eyes.There is also a girl with a red top, blue pants, long ice-blue hair tied up high, and exquisite facial features.She leaned against the wall, folded her arms around her chest, half-closed her eyes, with an amber light shining from them, and looked at the people around her with disdain.

A man in a clown suit walked past them, smiling strangely, his blue hair swaying back and forth with his movements, and the poker cards in his hand appeared and disappeared very quickly.

The man turned his head to the side, and continued to look at the book in his hand calmly. Behind him, a poker card was inserted straight into the wall behind him. You can see its power just by looking at it.The two people around him looked up at him and didn't speak, but they gave him a hard look.

The man's gray eyes turned golden, and he smiled strangely as he covered his mouth with playing cards.He twisted his waist and walked forward with cat steps.

"Knock." With a sound, the elevator opened again, and a petite girl came out of it, wearing a simple sportswear, with a black and red checked collar around her neck, holding a black puppy in her arms, The long black hair was braided by her and hung down on her chest. A white ribbon tied the girl's eyes, but the general appearance of the girl could still be seen, and the flawless white skin appeared in this dark venue. It was extremely dazzling, her pink lips were tightly closed, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled, she seemed not quite used to the smell here, her slender and fair skin was coughing lightly as she covered her mouth, and a slight panting sound escaped from the girl's mouth , After a while, she seemed to get used to it, took a few steps forward with brisk steps, and naturally avoided the people in front of her.

Feeling one soul after another in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but frowned. It was really an annoying feeling. The muddy soul made her feel sick, and her body subconsciously walked towards the soul that made her comfortable.

"Woman, stay away from me." The boy's voice sounded cold, with a hint of displeasure.

Tilting his head to feel the touch of soul, the darkness is mixed with light, cold and lonely.The soul longing for light, the confused soul, is really pure.There is only one person with this kind of soul in this place at this time—Kiya Beat the Enemy.A killer who longs for freedom and light meets Xiaojie today. Is this a turning point?A twist that gives Chiya a chance to start from scratch.

"Woman? I'm only 13 years old this year, I can only be considered a girl." Fingers gently caressed Naraku in her arms.

"13 years old?" The tone of the voice rose slightly, there was wind movement in the air, and the soft hair brushed my cheeks, itching. "What, shorter than me." A disdainful voice sounded above my head.

"......"what!Because the hairy boy grows so fast, the 12-year-old Qi Ya beat the enemy is 158cm, which is really annoying.She curled her lips and glared at him (of course he couldn't see it). "How old are you?" He raised his chin and asked knowingly.

"What am I going to tell you. Hmph." There was a hint of arrogance in the indifference.

"Ha~~It must be younger than me, so you can call me sister obediently." Reach out your hand to touch his head, rub it, the soft touch is very good.My body suddenly turned cold, as if someone was looking at me with hostility.The corner of my mouth twitched, I seemed to have met the legendary younger brother.

Qi Ya on the side was stiff, with a dull expression and cold sweat, but he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't avoid the girl's hand.

"Hey, call me sister." The voice was soft and gentle, and it seemed to have incredible magic power.

"Sister...sister." The thin lips moved, and he uttered a word stiffly.

"Good boy, my name is Jingxi Echizen, I'm 13 years old this year." Flipping her palm, a box of chocolates appeared in her hand, shaking it.

The peach petal-shaped eyes lit up in an instant, a faint purple, and then darkened again, turning back to black, empty, with the corners of the mouth turned up, revealing a wicked smile, "Qiya. Beat the enemy."

"Then I'll call you Qi Ya." He took out a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth. His cold eyes quickly glanced over, wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and showed a faint smile.

"Do you understand? My surname is Dadike. You are not out of your mind." The black and white mixed soul was stained a little red, angry.

"No one is going to kill me now," the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a half-smile, very much like someone. "I'm talking about you, you are not my opponent yet, let's talk about it when you are stronger than me. Besides, I remember that one of the family mottos of beating the enemy's family should be that beating the enemy's family is as long as you can afford it." , they will kill them. But when the client dies before the target, the mission will be cancelled." He poked his forehead between his fingers, "I'm very confident in myself." That's right.He stretched out his hand and pinched the boy's cheek accurately. It was soft and comfortable, and the touch was absolutely superb.I can feel it clearly.The wave of his soul, the expression he wants to be in is absolutely lovely, it's a pity you can't see it anymore.Lowering her head, she touched Naraku in her arms with her fingers.

"That~~sister..." The hesitant voice was different from the evil spirit and coldness just now, pitiful, and then turned around, "The pet at that time? It was far worse than my family's, I Let me tell you, my family's Sanmao is very tall, as tall as a few floors." His voice was a little raised, with pride.

"Woo!" The closed eyes opened, the blood-colored eyes were like the purest rubies, showing a trace of disdain, showing a strange smile, as if mocking him, with white teeth exposed, triangular The small ears are stunned.

"It..." The lavender eyes opened wide, "It despises me." Pointing at Naraku, her mouth opened exaggeratedly.

"You look down on him, of course he is angry." He raised him with both hands, and leaned in front of him, "Come to Naluo, say hello."

The blood-colored eyes stared at him, then narrowed, the corners of the eyes raised slightly, and he grinned strangely, then raised his little furry paw, and bent it symbolically, as if to say, "Yo, boy, hello."

"Hello..." The four eyes met, looking dumbfounded.

"Heh~~~ You are really interesting." The soft laughter sounded warm, dispelling the darkness in the venue.

"Hello." The man put the phone to his ear, and the low and magnetic voice made his heart tremble.

"Head, our current temporary base has been destroyed."

"Destroyed?" He lowered his head, his eyes covered by broken hair.

"Well, suddenly a strange man with black and white hair and golden eyes fell from the sky today, Wojin and the others fought, uh~~ the base was destroyed." Embarrassed laughter came from the other side of the phone.

"Golden eyes?" Something seemed to flash in the dark eyes.

"That's right, the captain."

"what's up?"

"Please take care of my family." (Uh~~ that one?)

"Ah......"

"Captain." There was ice in the amber eyes.

"Is it her?" Hei Mou looked at the smiling girl not far away.

"I don't know, I can't perceive it." A trace of confusion flashed across the delicate little face.

"Can't you notice it?" Fingers stroked his wrist lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if thinking of something.

The author has something to say: I dreamed about the end of the world between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] this morning, and finally I woke up crying. I don’t remember the specifics, and it seems that I am the only one left.

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